First Encounter with the Imperial Tutor: This "Nourishment" is of Remarkably H

The Jiang family settled down in the backyard of "Bai Cao Tang" in the chaotic city of Dongshi.

That day, Jiang Lei's public display of authority had an unexpectedly good effect. Not only did the Black Wind Gang not dare to seek revenge, but the next day, their leader personally brought generous gifts to apologize, bowing and scraping, as if afraid that little devil would visit their headquarters again.

From then on, no one dared to provoke this group of seemingly weak "outsiders".

Jiang Yining was also happy to have some peace and quiet.

She integrated the resources she brought from Qingyun City, using part of them to improve the cultivation of her clansmen, and the other part was consumed by her and Jiang Lei as "food".

Inside a sealed room.

Jiang Yining sat cross-legged, her brows furrowed.

With the help of numerous medicinal pills, her injuries had mostly healed. However, Lin Qingxue's Golden Core stage sword energy had still left a deep, indelible wound deep within her meridians.

This hidden injury, like a thorn stuck in her flesh, constantly hindered the flow of her spiritual power, preventing her from stabilizing her early Foundation Establishment stage.

"Hungry……"

The familiar longing emanated from the Myriad Spirits Divine Tree within his dantian once more.

It was telling Jiang Yining that ordinary spirit stones and pills could no longer satisfy its appetite, let alone repair this high-level Dao injury.

It needs more advanced "nutrients".

It requires... the life essence of another top-tier expert.

"Okay, okay, I'm looking for it for you." Jiang Yining comforted Shenmu with a hint of helplessness.

She opened her eyes and exhaled a breath of stale air.

It seems I have to go somewhere.

The underground black market of the chaotic city.

That place is the most chaotic in the entire city, but also the place with the most opportunities. It is said that as long as you have enough spirit stones, you can even buy the essence blood of a Nascent Soul cultivator.

Jiang Yining changed into an ordinary gray cloth robe, used a secret technique to conceal her appearance and cultivation level, disguised herself as an ordinary rogue cultivator in the mid-stage of Qi Refining, and left the mansion alone.

The entrance to the black market was hidden in the cellar of a slaughterhouse.

After passing through a dark passage filled with the stench of blood and decay, the view suddenly opened up before us.

This is a huge underground cavern, illuminated as brightly as day by countless glowing crystals.

Various stalls lined the stone walls of the cave, stretching as far as the eye could see.

Most of the stall owners exuded a fierce aura and looked wary. The items displayed on their stalls were also varied, including bloodstained demon beast cores, broken ancient magic weapons, jade slips of cultivation techniques of unknown origin, and even a few cages containing trembling "furnaces".

Jiang Yining's gaze did not linger on these things for long.

Her goal was clear—to find high-level spiritual medicines or materials that could heal her Dao injuries or serve as a "catalyst" for the divine tree.

She stopped in an inconspicuous corner.

The stall owner was a masked man in black robes, with no spiritual energy fluctuations, like an ordinary person, but Jiang Yining sensed a dangerous aura from him.

There were only three items on the stall.

A black stone about the size of a human head, riddled with holes.

A section of the withered bone of an unknown monster.

And... a yellowed ancient book.

Jiang Yining's gaze was instantly drawn to the ancient book.

It wasn't because of the book's content, but because the Myriad Spirits Divine Tree in her sea of ​​consciousness trembled violently the moment it saw the book.

It was a kind of... wariness of meeting a worthy opponent, mixed with a hint of intensely greedy desire.

This book, or rather, the owner of this book, has a problem!

Jiang Yining walked forward calmly and picked up the ancient book.

The writing on the pages was not in the commonly used script of today, but in an ancient seal script she had never seen before, with flowing strokes and a sense of vastness and antiquity.

"Boss, how much is this book?" she asked in a hoarse voice.

The man in black robes did not answer, but simply held up five fingers.

Five hundred mid-grade spirit stones?

Jiang Yining raised an eyebrow; this was practically robbery.

Just as she was about to put down the book and look for something else.

A gentle, clear voice came from beside her.

"Young lady, may I borrow this book for a moment?"

Jiang Yining turned her head.

A young man dressed in a moon-white robe, with a refined and scholarly air, suddenly appeared beside her.

He looked to be in his late twenties, with handsome features and a faint smile always playing at the corners of his mouth. A pair of "glasses" made of some unknown crystal sat on his nose, and behind the lenses were eyes so deep they seemed to see right through people.

This man did not display any cultivation level.

He was like a well-read ordinary schoolteacher, gentle and harmless.

But the moment Jiang Yining saw him, her heart skipped a beat.

Danger!

Extremely dangerous!

Her beast-like instincts, honed in the apocalypse, were frantically warning her.

What alarmed her even more was that the Myriad Spirits Divine Tree in her dantian was reacting even more violently than when she had seen the ancient book.

It was the excitement and trembling of seeing the finest "food"!

The roots of the sacred tree danced wildly within her dantian, conveying an incredibly clear thought to her.

—It's him! It's him! Drain him dry! Drain him dry!

Jiang Yining's breath caught in her throat for a moment.

She could sense that this seemingly harmless scholar possessed an energy she had never seen before, an energy so vast it was terrifying.

That was neither spiritual power nor demonic energy.

Rather, it is a kind of... more noble, more domineering, as if it can command the world and make its words law... the imperial dragon aura!

This...this is a mobile, top-tier nutrient reservoir!

Jiang Yining's eyes changed.

She looked at the gentle and refined man before her like a lone wolf that had been starving for a long time, seeing the fattest sheep.

Next target found!

She suppressed the turmoil in her heart, a hint of shyness and awkwardness on her face, and handed over the ancient book in her hand.

"Please take a look, sir."

The man, Chu Jinglan, smiled and accepted the book.

When he took the book, his fingertips "unintentionally" lightly touched Jiang Yining's fingers.

Cool and smooth.

A barely perceptible glint flashed in Chu Jinglan's eyes.

He pushed up his gold-rimmed glasses, and behind the lenses, his deep eyes seemed to see through all of Jiang Yining's pretense in an instant.

Such a unique constitution.

Her vitality was unbelievably strong, yet it carried a hint of deathly decay; the two energies of life and death formed a strange balance within her body.

What interested him even more was that this woman was also surrounded by another aura.

A... pure, domineering, and majestic thunderous sword intent.

He was very familiar with this sword intent.

That madman from the Lingxiao Sword Sect, Ji Lingxiao.

How could a female cultivator from the lower realm possess Ji Lingxiao's aura?

interesting.

That's so interesting.

Chu Jinglan's smile deepened.

I was just browsing the black market when I unexpectedly discovered such an interesting "chess piece".

He looked at Jiang Yining like a chess player who had spotted a key piece that could influence the entire game, and he had already begun to devise a hundred ways to use her.

"Young lady seems quite interested in this ancient seal script?" Chu Jinglan asked gently as he flipped through the ancient book.

"I just... I just think it looks good." Jiang Yining lowered her head, her voice barely audible, perfectly playing the role of a naive and inexperienced rogue cultivator.

Both harbored their own ulterior motives and were subtly probing each other.

One wants to use the other as "nourishment".

One wants to use the other as a "pawn".

A silent tension filled the air.

Just then, a voice carrying a hint of surprise and uncertainty came from behind Chu Jinglan.

"Jiang...Jiang Yining? Is that you?"