Chapter 59: The Elixer’s Aftermath

The return of the two Sect Masters together sent shockwaves through the heterodox faction. What stunned the clansmen even more was the unnatural bond between them.

Yet the heterodox faction had always been open-minded, treating Han etiquette and dogma as nothing. Add to that the two Sect Masters’ superb martial arts, one had saved the faction in a time of crisis, the other had brought prosperity and revitalization, and they both held lofty positions in the hearts of the people.

After the initial disbelief, the clansmen quickly calmed down. Instead, they believed that this indestructible relationship would be more beneficial to the faction’s stability and development.

Now, not only did everyone in the heterodox faction have enough to eat and wear, but they could also practice martial arts and learn to read, no longer suffering for a living.

Shui Jingxuan had truly realized the prophecy he once made to Azhuang, leading the clansmen into a new world.

With the large batch of talents Ji Wushuang brought back, the heterodox faction grew stronger. The infrastructure within the valley flourished, and within ten years, it was bound to become a grand sight.

Ji Wushuang had been the master of Tingtao Villa for five years, so he was also very adept at management.

After Shui Jingxuan returned to the sect, he handed over the official duties to Ji Wushuang and focused on urging the High Priest to refine the You Tan Qi Hua.

Shui Jingxuan took the brocade box and opened the lid. Inside, on black velvet cloth, lay a deep purple pill the size of an eastern pearl.

The pill’s surface was smooth and delicate, emitting a faint glow under the candlelight. A rich floral fragrance wafted into his nostrils, refreshing his heart and lungs.

“Not bad!” He picked up the pill, sensing the traces of frost and snow energy within it, and nodded with a smile.

Ji Wushuang glanced at him, a slight smile curling his lips. “Finally successfully refined. Take it quickly.”

Shui Jingxuan nodded and was about to get up and return to the secret chamber to take the pill when the High Priest, looking hesitant, called him back.

“Sect Master, wait. Are you really sure you want to take this pill? Its effects are to refine the skin and moisturize the hair…”

The High Priest’s implication was that this pill was a beauty pill, not suitable for a man like the Sect Master.

Ji Wushuang squinted, his eyes darkening as he glared at the High Priest. The icy coldness on his face instantly froze the High Priest’s unfinished words. The High Priest lowered his head, stammering and afraid to speak.

Shui Jingxuan waved his hand dismissively and went into the secret chamber to digest the pill’s effects on his own.

If an ordinary man heard those effects, he would certainly hesitate, but Shui Jingxuan’s water elemental ability already had the same effect, he was used to it and didn’t mind.

As long as he could become stronger, no matter how exquisite his appearance, it wouldn’t become a burden.

Ji Wushuang stood guard outside to protect his disciple. He touched his slightly upturned lips, his lowered eyes filled with interest and anticipation.

The High Priest tactfully bowed and withdrew. As he walked away, he sighed to himself:

“To please the old Sect Master, the Sect Master, a grown man, actually voluntarily asked to take such a beauty elixir. It’s not easy! The old Sect Master is blessed. Marrying such a person, what more could one ask for?” Then he thought his last sentence was quite inappropriate and shook his head with a wry smile.

In the secret chamber, Shui Jingxuan swallowed the richly fragrant pill and sat cross-legged. He activated his ability and inner energy to slowly dissolve the medicinal power that filled his dantian.

The ethereal purple energy transformed from the medicine traveled through his meridians all over his body, eventually seeping into his marrow and disappearing without a trace.

Shui Jingxuan opened his eyes, spread his palms upward, and continuously compressed his ability to condense a deep blue water droplet.

Then he solidified the droplet into an ice needle. Although the ice needle was tiny, it was formed from a massive concentration of energy, containing an explosive force that could not be ignored.

Shui Jingxuan waved his hand and shot the ice needle into the wall opposite. With a roar, the wall was blasted into a concave hole five meters in diameter.

The power of a single needle rivaled that of a grenade. If word of this spread to the outside world, how shocking would it be?

Yet Shui Jingxuan was not at all satisfied with this destructive power. Ice ability was the most lethal offensive form among water variant abilities.

He had thought that taking the ice-type sacred object this time would definitely bring improvement, but the result was unexpected, his ability had not grown at all.

The greater the expectation, the greater the disappointment. Shui Jingxuan walked out of the secret chamber with a gloomy expression and a forlorn look.

“What’s wrong? Did the medicine not work?” Ji Wushuang saw his beloved disciple dejected and quickly went over to put an arm around his shoulder, stroking his cheek to comfort him.

“It’s useless. All my scheming for nothing!” Shui Jingxuan collapsed onto the soft couch, closing his eyes slightly as he sighed.

“I think the effect is quite good. Your jet-black hair is glossy and smooth.”

Ji Wushuang smiled in consolation, pulling out the hairpin from the back of his head and letting his smooth, water-like black hair spread over the soft couch. Against the bright red brocade quilt, it was even more dazzling than the finest silk.

A flicker passed through Ji Wushuang’s eyes, and a hint of obsession quietly gathered in his gaze. He lifted a strand of his disciple’s black hair, twirled it around his finger, then brought it to his lips and kissed it, his touch gentle and affectionate.

Shui Jingxuan raised an eyebrow at him, allowing him to do as he pleased. He knew well that the two of them were talking about different effects of the medicine, but at this moment, he felt comforted. His expression relaxed a little, and a slight smile appeared.

Ji Wushuang lay down behind his disciple, pulling him into his arms so that his back fit perfectly against his chest. He took Shui Jingxuan’s slender, jade-like hand and kissed each fingertip one by one, whispering,

“And your skin is so fine and smooth.”

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