Mortal Cultivation: Who Can Be More Yin Than Me, the Extreme Yin!

"Boy, before the spaceship lands, you'd better make sure that the Heart of Tara is intact. Otherwise, I will make you live a life worse than death." The middle-aged female cultivator said in a cold tone.

At the same time, a cold and compelling aura suddenly burst out from her body.

A flash of surprise flashed across Song Wen's eyes.

Because when the middle-aged female cultivator released her aura, her magic power also emanated without any concealment.

She actually practiced the "Longevity Skill"!

Song Wen's expression became much more solemn, as if he was shocked by the other party's aura.

He bowed and asked, "Excuse me, senior, are you from Yanyue Hall?"

"I am not from Yanyue Hall. However, the purpose of my trip to Yunyin City this time is to join Yanyue Hall." As she spoke, a hint of pride appeared on the face of the female cultivator.

Since she advanced to the God Transformation Realm, her cultivation has been stagnant.

After hearing about the reputation of Yanyue Hall and knowing that Yanyue Hall recruited cultivators who practiced "Changsheng Gong" as outer sect elders, she spent a lot of effort, spent a lot of spirit stones and treasures, and successfully switched to practicing "Changsheng Gong".

This also caused her to be short of money, and she couldn't even take out more than 700 high-grade spirit stones.

But the current embarrassment is only temporary. As long as she successfully joins Yanyue Hall, her status will be comparable to that of a cultivator in the Refining Void Stage.

By then, everyone present, including more than ten cultivators in the Transformation God Stage, will be respectful to her.

In addition, she originally practiced the righteous practice, but she also practiced several blood secrets, which led to blood deficiency. She needed to take natural materials and treasures to nourish her body from time to time.

Especially after switching to "Changsheng Gong", this practice has the effect of health preservation and longevity.

Her lack of blood and qi is incompatible with "Changsheng Gong", and it is quite difficult to practice it, and progress is slow.

She was worried that Yanyuetang would despise her and refuse her to join.

That’s why she was so concerned about this Tara Heart.

“So, senior is about to join Yanyuetang. I was blind and offended you. I’m sorry for the offense.” Song Wen stood up and bowed to the middle-aged female cultivator.

The dispute between Song Wen and the female cultivator had already attracted the attention of everyone in the hall.

Most of them despised the female cultivator’s forced buying behavior.

It was really shameful for a dignified cultivator in the God Transformation Stage to force a junior in public for hundreds of high-quality spirit stones.

But when they heard that the female cultivator was about to join Yanyuetang, some people had a flash of envy in their eyes, and some people frowned slightly.

The female cultivator felt the gazes from all around, and the arrogance on her face became more intense.

She looked at Song Wen with disdain, with a sneer on her face.

"Boy, it's too late to regret now. You were so arrogant before and didn't take me seriously. Do you think you can let this go with just a simple apology?"

Song Wen half bowed and spoke humbly.

"What the senior taught me is that I was indeed reckless before."

As he spoke, he moved his feet, bent down and walked quickly to the female cultivator.

He held the jade box containing the Heart of Tara in both hands, looking fawning and servile.

"Please accept this Heart of Tara. I hope you will be generous and forgive me."

The corners of the middle-aged female cultivator's mouth curled up slightly, as if she couldn't suppress the pride in her heart.

She felt very happy at this moment, and secretly happy that her decision to join Yanyue Hall was so correct.

If she hadn't switched to practicing "Changsheng Gong" and had the capital to join Yanyue Hall; how could she let the junior in front of her be so servile; how could she let the other Huashen period cultivators present look at her differently.

The middle-aged female cultivator took the jade box from Song Wen, opened it, and after checking the heart of Tara inside, she said.

"Since you are so tactful, I will forgive you this time."

Song Wen said, "Thank you for your magnanimity, I will definitely remember your kindness."

The middle-aged female cultivator said, "What is your name?"

Song Wen said, "Junior Ye Hua, may I ask your honorific title?"

"Shi Man." The female cultivator said.

"So it's Senior Shi Man." Song Wen bowed again. "I am going to stay in Yunyin City to practice in the future. I hope you can take care of me."

Shi Man said, "It depends on what you are useful for. Not everyone can catch my eye. If you don't have some skills and can't do things for me, you'd better give up this idea as soon as possible."

Song Wen looked happy and said hurriedly.

"Don't worry, senior. I will do my best to serve you."

Shi Man nodded with satisfaction and pointed to the empty chair beside her.

"Sit down."

"Thank you for the seat."

Song Wen was grateful and sat down sideways, but only half of his buttocks fell on the chair.

Shi Man glanced at the dark cloak on Song Wen.

"Take off your cloak. I'm here, so you don't need to hide your head and show your tail."

Under Song Wen's flattery, she seemed to have regarded herself as an outer sect elder of Yanyue Hall, and believed that the cultivators in the Huashen period present had to give her some face.

"This..." Song Wen hesitated a little.

"Why! You don't trust me?" Shi Man's tone was a little unhappy.

"I dare not."

Song Wen quickly took off the cloak on his head, revealing a face wearing an iron mask.

"Take off the mask too." Shi Man said in an ordering tone.

"Yes!" Song Wen took off the mask again.

Without the cover of the cloak and mask, Song Wen's deliberately revealed peak Nascent Soul cultivation and the aura of a corpse cultivator immediately emanated.

Shiman looked at Song Wen and asked.

"I have been practicing for many years, and I often appear in Fengling City and its surrounding areas. It seems that I have never seen you?"

Song Wen said humbly, "I have a low cultivation level and have been practicing hard in a remote place, rarely showing up to the outside world. Recently, I have been trapped in the bottleneck of the peak of Nascent Soul, and I have been unable to find the opportunity to advance to become a god. Only then can we leave the place where Zang Nian lives in seclusion and go to Yunyin City to seek a breakthrough opportunity."

After saying that, Song Wen slightly bent his body and moved a little closer to Shi Man.

"After the senior joins the Hidden Moon Hall, can you help the junior to find out? The junior also wants to join the Hidden Moon Hall."

Shiman's eyes showed disdain, "It turns out that you approached me with this idea in mind. However, you, a corpse path monk at the Nascent Soul stage, still want to join the Hidden Moon Hall? Wait until you can one day become a monk at the Void Refining Stage. Let’s talk about this again.”

The body and magic power of the corpse path monks contain corpse energy, which is incompatible with the magic power of "Longevity Skill" and cannot be converted to "Longevity Skill". Therefore, Shiman would say so.

Song Wendao said, "My talent is poor, I just hope that I can advance to the state of becoming a god one day. In the realm of refining the void, I cannot hope for it. I know that I will not be able to be like my elders in this life and become an outer sect elder of the Moon Covering Hall. I only hope that I can be able to do so." Being an outside deacon makes me satisfied.”

Song Wen wanted to continue to get close to Shi Mantao, but was interrupted by others. Some of the monks in the god-transformation stage in the hall also came to their senses and came to Shi Man to chat with him.

Another corner of the hall.

Ye Bing watched from a distance as Song Wen tried his best to please Shi Man; she felt faintly in her heart that Gou Jun might be planning some conspiracy again.