“Tell me, what’s going on with my husband’s constitution?”
“Is it possible to transfer his Misfortune back onto me?”
Inside the Huanhuan Sect, Su Yingman received Qin Qingyue and Jiang Huai with the highest courtesy, personally inviting them into her own secluded Hehuan Sect Pavilion.
The pavilion sat at the highest point of the Huanhuan Sect. Su Yingman herself warmed the cups and poured tea for the two guests seated across the tea table.
“Your husband’s Yin and Yang within his body are truly mysterious. Until now, I’ve only ever seen the fusion of water and fire, softness and hardness, light and darkness—such Yin-Yang fusions.”
“But I’ve never seen the Yin-Yang Fusion of Misfortune and Special Fate.”
“In my opinion, Dragon Lord, you needn’t worry about Misfortune. The Yin and Yang within your husband’s body are extremely similar to the Qi Refining methods of the Ancient Era.”
Su Yingman paused, her tone becoming solemn as she said,
“Above Jade Liquid Qi Refining, there is Innate Primordial Qi.”
At present, the world only knows of Turbid Qi Refining, Clear Spiritual Qi Refining, and Jade Liquid Qi Refining.
As for Innate Primordial Qi, it lies beyond these, a Qi Refining method that appears only in ancient texts, possessing the closest starting point to the Dao and boundless potential.
Her beautiful eyes moved back and forth between Qin Qingyue and Jiang Huai, searching for any trace of surprise or joy on their faces.
But Jiang Huai appeared deep in thought, quietly savoring the tea in his hand.
Qin Qingyue, however, spoke directly, “Can you be certain that this Misfortune has no effect on him?”
“Don’t give me any guesses—I want a definite answer.”
Innate Primordial Qi was certainly alluring, its future limitless. If some opportunity arose in the future, perhaps he could become an immortal without the need for any secret realm trials.
But Qin Qingyue didn’t care much about that. She only wanted to know if it could be confirmed that this Misfortune would not affect Jiang Huai in the future.
She didn’t wish for him to achieve great things—she only wanted him to stay safely by her side.
A trace of obvious difficulty flashed across Su Yingman’s delicate face. She poured Jiang Huai another cup of tea and said softly,
“Dragon Lord, the Ancient Era was a long, long time ago.”
“Although our Huanhuan Sect claims to have the deepest roots and the largest collection of books among all sects, matters of the Ancient Era…”
As for the Ancient Era, who could truly know?
The Huanhuan Sect’s inheritance had never been severed from the Ancient Era to the present day.
Even after the calamity of the Ancient Era, the Huanhuan Sect continued its lineage, passing down its books and knowledge generation after generation.
After all, in this world, as long as there are two sexes, there will be love between men and women, and the desire to overturn clouds and rain.
But Jiang Huai’s situation was far too complex. Su Yingman could only make guesses based on what she had read in books and dared not make any rash conclusions.
Jiang Huai saw Su Yingman’s predicament and the words left unsaid, and gently said,
“Hehuan Sect Leader, I too would like to know what’s going on.”
“If you know anything, please tell us.”
Under the table, Qin Qingyue’s dragon tail unconsciously rubbed against Jiang Huai’s ankle, the fine scales brushing over his clothing.
Without changing his expression, Jiang Huai gently tried to kick the dragon tail away, but the tail dodged playfully, letting his foot swipe at nothing.
Su Yingman pretended not to notice the childish game the Dao Companions were playing under the table, cleared her throat, and said seriously,
“Your husband’s constitution, as far as I can tell, is very much like the Yin-Yang Body described in ancient books.”
The simpler the name, the greater its reputation.
Qin Qingyue looked puzzled, losing interest in the game under the table, and asked,
“Why have I never heard of a Yin-Yang Body? Has anyone ever had it?”
In this world, there are many constitutions—various Spiritual Bodies, Sacred Bodies, Divine Bodies—each with their own powers and characteristics.
But she had never heard of the Yin-Yang Body. At least along her journey, none of her powerful opponents had such a constitution.
Jiang Huai focused his attention, while Su Yingman explained,
“It’s normal that Dragon Lord hasn’t heard of it, because this constitution is already extinct.”
“Before the Ancient Era, the Yin-Yang Body was always passed down in a single line—only one Yin-Yang Body per generation, a restriction set by the Heaven Dao.”
“After the great war of the Ancient Era, the last Yin-Yang Body perished as well, and the Yin-Yang Body has been extinct ever since.”
“From the end of that war to now, millions of years have passed, and the Yin-Yang Body has never appeared again—not even once.”
Such a powerful Special Fate, if it existed, would surely attract attention and rise to prominence—especially since so many years have passed.
Strangely, Jiang Huai’s existence meant that this constitution had never truly vanished, but had been passed down in a single line all along.
If it had not been lost, why had no Yin-Yang Body ever stood out in the past million years?
It was too strange, so strange that Su Yingman could not understand it.
Unless Jiang Huai had appeared out of nowhere, there was no other explanation.
Su Yingman glanced at the silent Jiang Huai, not daring to ask further, afraid she would offend Qin Qingyue.
Still, she felt a bit more at ease—at least it meant the Misfortune on Qin Qingyue had vanished and the Huanhuan Sect was safe.
Qin Qingyue was thoughtful—she understood the words Su Yingman left unsaid.
She had never cared about Jiang Huai’s origins, nor had she ever questioned him.
Since he didn’t want to talk about it, she wouldn’t press him—there was no point.
A hundred years of living with Misfortune had made her more understanding of the thoughts of those close to her.
“Hehuan Sect Leader, if I really am a Yin-Yang Body, what’s the use?” Jiang Huai put down his teacup and asked.
How did this Yin-Yang Body come to be? In any case, this world didn’t have it—he wasn’t from this female-dominated world.
At this, Su Yingman’s eyes lit up as she said,
“As the name suggests, the Yin-Yang Body is naturally formed of Yin and Yang. It can fuse two opposing spiritual powers and make them one’s own.”
“Young Master Jiang, you need not be confined by things like Jade Liquid Qi Refining or Purple Mansion Foundation. Instead, use Yin and Yang to forge even higher realms of Qi Refining and Foundation Establishment.”
“Much like your current Innate Primordial Qi, which is the best proof.”
“It’s just…”
When she got to the next part, Su Yingman hesitated to continue, falling silent.
“Just what?” Qin Qingyue asked excitedly, pressing for an answer.
If cultivation could really proceed like this, what did she have to fear about the future? Jiang Huai would be unmatched among his peers!
Su Yingman was silent for a while, remembering that some noble families also had records of the Yin-Yang Body. If Qin Qingyue heard about it elsewhere, she would come back to trouble her anyway.
Taking a deep breath, she said,
“It’s just that this kind of fusion might require Dual Cultivation.”
“Of course, that’s only a possibility—maybe there are other ways, maybe there are.” She quickly added.
Su Yingman secretly felt it was a pity—the Yin-Yang Body was truly suited to her sect’s cultivation methods, with Yin and Yang complementing each other.
Much like after Dual Cultivation with the Red Dragon of the South Sea Dragon Palace, then seeking Dual Cultivation with the White Dragon of the North Sea Dragon Palace—combining ice and fire, Yin and Yang, to break through to higher realms.
Best of all if done together—that was the most effective.
But such matters, for Qin Qingyue, wouldn’t that be the same as…
Su Yingman glanced at Qin Qingyue’s black dragon horns, as if there were a hat perched on top.
“Moreover, this constitution has another benefit…”
“Dragon Lord, when you established your Foundation, it was through Jade Liquid Qi Refining—your foundation is already superb.”
“But if… if your husband could use the Yin-Yang Fusion method and, through Dual Cultivation, transfer a trace of Innate Primordial Qi into your body…”
“Then your Jade Liquid Qi Refining would have a great chance to transform and ascend into Innate Primordial Qi.”
As the last word fell, Su Yingman felt her back drenched in cold sweat. She didn’t even dare to look into Qin Qingyue’s eyes, only able to stare at her own trembling fingertips, tightened by nervousness.
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