You might not believe it, but Yun Liu’s plan to take it easy is surprisingly genuine, and the Reversion Pill is a crucial part of it.
Most Shenhua Sect disciples train diligently in cultivation and seek the Dao of immortality—for what?
Isn’t it all about climbing the ranks and getting a better salary, advancing step by step through countless trials?
Later, they might stay at the sect as faculty, conduct swordsmanship research, take on a disciple or two for fun, and when word gets out, they’re high-ranking officials in one of the six major righteous sects of the Heavenly Concord Alliance.
Young and promising.
Or, like Yun Liu’s parents, they might be free-spirited, wandering the Nine Provinces, venturing to broader skies.
But a certain someone’s ambitions aren’t so lofty.
Leaving the sect, of course, is about finding a sturdier golden rice bowl to lie on—glamorously calling it “job-hopping.”
Making money isn’t shameful!
The old Yun Liu was all about selfless dedication, earning just eighteen hundred a month, throwing his life into it.
Then he really did throw his life in—himself and his wife, the whole family together, ending up like this.
Lost his wife and his army, all the effort for no reward…
A background character’s life is a hard one, isn’t it?
Even among the Qi Luck Maidens of the Nine Provinces, some are strong, some are weak; even among background characters, some are better, some are worse.
If you’re talking about the NPCs at the top of the Misty Realm, it has to be the Shanhai Pavilion stewards.
In the game, this force is mysterious and unpredictable, more like an official platform overseeing most neutral business, with credibility backed by absolute power.
If you could become a formal employee of the Shanhai Pavilion, then neither the righteous nor the demonic path would dare mess with you—all troubles would be gone.
Yun Liu had his reasons for looking down on the Medicine Hut; the Shenhua Sect is just one of the Nine Provinces’ top hundred private companies.
Stay and eat the boss’s empty promises, at best mix your way up to elder, but who knows when the Demon Sect might wipe you out? There’s no security.
So switching to a Misty Realm civil servant is the real king’s way—one move for lifelong peace!
The young man’s goal is the Pill Tower under the Shanhai Pavilion, especially the Radiant Heaven Tower, which is noble and mysterious, a holy land for Dan Cultivators of the Nine Provinces.
If you reveal your identity at a critical moment, wherever you go, you’ll be treated with utmost respect.
By then, neither the protagonist group nor the main villain could interfere.
He would officially say farewell to being the Senior Brother at the mercy of others at the village gate and draw a clear line with the heroines.
But the Radiant Heaven Tower is by invitation only, and the opportunity lies with the poster girl.
Whenever Yun Liu has nothing to do, he works on increasing his favorability with his cute female pen pal.
The Heaven-grade Foundation Establishment Pill is the first stepping stone—except its impact… seems a bit lacking?
“If one Heaven-grade Foundation Establishment Pill isn’t enough, what about a Heaven-grade Reversion Pill?”
Yun Liu stroked his chin. Once could be luck, but twice is a different story.
At that moment, two girls pushed open the door, exuding an imposing aura.
One was slightly chubby, the other thin as a rail—the two who always shadowed Jing Tan’er, opening their arms to clear out unrelated people and create a path for their distinguished guest.
“Princess is here, everyone clear the way!”
The clueless Shenhua disciples all stepped back, only to see a long, straight leg step over the threshold.
The long-legged girl had slightly wavy chestnut hair, a sharp, delicate face with a contemptuous smile, clearly not easy to get along with.
Just standing there with one hand on her hip, she looked like she could break out a three-stage queen’s laugh at any moment.
Inside the counter, Huo Tian Tian, who was doing the books, immediately dropped her pen and shouted, “Ladies, we’ve got a customer!”
You should know, Her Highness the Princess is the Rosy Fragrance Pavilion’s top client—the sect’s only Supreme VIP, with unfathomable spending power.
With such an honored guest, the girls in qipao made tea and served water, crowding around Jing Tan’er as she took her seat, their posture full of flair.
Yet the Little Princess only frowned and said, “When exactly is the manager coming back? I booked a week in advance. Is this how Rosy Fragrance Pavilion does business?”
“It happened so suddenly, we didn’t expect it either!”
Huo Tian Tian apologized gently, calling the inner courtyard apprentices to quickly serve Junior Brother Yun’s latest batch of snacks.
Her Highness has quite a temper—if they’re not careful, the shop’s reputation might not survive.
Luckily, she’d just put an arrogant troublemaker in her place today, so the villainous heiress was in a good mood and couldn’t be bothered to fuss.
“Forget it. Mr. Kuai’s service is just as good.”
“Ah, well, teacher’s legs aren’t too good, I’m afraid…”
Jing Tan’er was about to get angry when she suddenly saw an eyesore of a woman sneaking up with a tray, and immediately grinned.
The new golden-haired girl wore a daisy qipao, bustling about, her alluring figure already drawing the attention of many inner disciples—quite the feast for the eyes.
Why is she working here?
Ji Shiyu came running, still with cake crumbs at the corner of her mouth, her small lips chewing, making Huo Tian Tian’s mouth twitch.
The evidence of her crime hadn’t even been swallowed—clearly, she’d been sneaking food just a moment ago!
The golden-haired girl’s mood went from cloudy to sunny. As soon as class ended, she’d rushed over to clock in, sniffed her way to the kitchen and feasted, just barely recovering a bit of energy. Seeing Jing Tan’er, she froze—it was the last person she expected to run into.
“Heh, it’s you. I’m feeling a bit tired, come over and give me a back massage.”
The Little Princess hooked her finger, smiling wantonly.
Huo Tian Tian had no idea what grudges the two had, and shot a look at the new part-timer.
“Huh?”
Ji Shiyu bit her finger, but thinking of her debts, forced out a smile uglier than crying—she couldn’t afford to lose this hard-won job (pretending to be grateful for a thief as a father).
“Is the pressure to your liking, esteemed guest?”
Jing Tan’er’s expression turned odd. She’d just wanted to tease the golden-haired girl, but didn’t expect her to be so obedient—now it wasn’t fun at all.
Remembering Yun Liu’s words, the Little Princess pouted, feeling bored, losing all interest in mischief.
Come to think of it, there hadn’t been a “chance encounter” today. Where did he go?
He usually practiced swordsmanship here every day, and she would hide nearby to watch.
How long is he going to stay so down and out!
Just then, as a certain someone looked up, a young man in a cyan robe walked into the hall, handing a jade bottle to a client.
Refined and handsome, elegant and graceful—who else but Yun Liu?
“Yun…!”
Jing Tan’er blurted out in surprise, but quickly put on a cold face, deliberately raising her voice to get his attention.
“I was wondering why you weren’t home. What, are you feeling unwell? Useless! Do you want this Princess to find someone to check you out?”
“Ahem, let me introduce—this is our shop’s newly hired top technician, Mr. Xiao Yun. With Senior Sister away, Rosy Fragrance Pavilion is under his full authority.”
With that, Huo Tian Tian tugged Yun Liu’s sleeve, dragging him over, her eyes pleading—this young lady was not someone they could afford to offend.
“Eh?”
Jing Tan’er was stunned.
“With the manager away, if you need anything, just let me know.”
Seeing Yun Liu staring straight at her, the Little Princess didn’t know what to do with her hands, hurriedly kicked the golden-haired girl aside, straightened up, and elegantly sipped her tea.
“You? Hah, you think you can handle it? I need to reserve an Earth-grade Foundation Establishment Pill. Since Qin Yao isn’t here, I’d rather have Mr. Kuai make it himself.”
Huo Tian Tian’s eyes shone—getting a real pill order was a rare big deal, though Senior Sister’s success rate wasn’t that high.
But now they had Mr. Xiao Yun!
Yun Liu smiled. The Royal Princess spoke with swagger, but it wasn’t quite enough.
“Why not consider a Heaven-grade one? Can’t afford it?”
Jing Tan’er rolled her eyes so hard she almost passed out.
“Nonsense! If there were a Heavenly Dao Alchemy Master in the royal territory, how could I possibly… eh, what do you mean?”