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Chapter 5 - The Ancient Twelve Extreme Yin Physiques — Huang Rong’s Transformation

Chapter 5: The Ancient Twelve Extreme Yin Physiques — Huang Rong’s Transformation

With Huang Rong’s intelligence, she only needed Wang Xuan to explain once to memorize it all.

She could feel that the contents of this chant were no less profound than the Nine Yin Manual!

In fact, many parts of it were beyond her comprehension, even with all her learning!

“Madam, this is the fortune I bestow upon you!”

As he continued his motions, Wang Xuan urged Huang Rong to adjust her breathing and cooperate according to the chant.

“If there’s anything you don’t understand, just ask me—don’t be shy!”

The Taiyin Body was one of the Twelve Extreme Yin Immortal Physiques of the ancient era!

It was also one of the physiques most compatible with the Pure Yang Body!

A Heaven-bestowed Physique was something one could only hope to encounter but never seek out.

Therefore, the patriarchs of the Hehuan Immortal Sect had developed a method to transform a body postnatally!

As long as Huang Rong practiced diligently, with Wang Xuan’s guidance and support, her ordinary physique could be transformed into a Taiyin Body.

Of course, such an artificial postnatal physique naturally had its flaws!

That was—from now on, Huang Rong would never be able to leave Wang Xuan!

If she were to go without the harmonization of a Pure Yang Body for too long, she would inevitably suffer a qi deviation and die!

But for practitioners of the Heavenly Yin-Yang Path of the Hehuan Sect, was that really a flaw?

It was simply the perfect method of crafting a furnace cauldron!

With Wang Xuan’s full adjustment and guidance, Huang Rong quickly entered the right state, and in less than a quarter of an hour, she successfully opened an immortal meridian within her body.

She had officially become a cultivator!

“Madam, how do you feel?”

Seeing the look of shock on Huang Rong’s face, Wang Xuan asked with a meaningful smile.

“This…?”

Huang Rong widened her eyes, her flawless face radiating disbelief!

The moment the spiritual meridian inside her opened, the transcendent sensation was overwhelmingly intense!

Thank goodness I covered my mouth in time!

What kind of cultivation method is this?

Huang Rong only felt all the fatigue from before vanish in an instant!

Every pore on her body seemed to open up, and she felt indescribably comfortable from head to toe!

It’s like soaking in a hot spring in the dead of winter!

No! It’s a thousand times better than that!

There’s no way to describe this feeling in words!

So this… is Wang Xuan’s secret?

Eyes closed and basking in the sensation, Huang Rong couldn’t help but think.

Whatever resentment she had held toward Wang Xuan before had been thrown beyond the ninth heaven.

Forgive me, Brother Jing!

The Next Morning

Wang Xuan went downstairs and instructed the innkeeper to prepare some hot water and a hearty meal.

After a night of refining, he had successfully opened twelve immortal meridians and advanced to the fourth level of Qi Refining!

Huang Rong had also opened three meridians—such cultivation speed would be considered terrifying even among so-called orthodox sects.

At this point, she had become Wang Xuan’s furnace cauldron, his plaything, and would never be able to resist again.

She couldn’t even kill herself.

When Wang Xuan returned to the room with the food, he saw Huang Rong sitting cross-legged on the bed, regulating her qi.

He asked curiously, “What are you cultivating?”

“I want to force those things out with my internal energy!”

Huang Rong lifted her brow and glanced at Wang Xuan.

Though she didn’t really want to explain, her mouth had already spoken before her brain reacted.

Wang Xuan chuckled at her response, set the food on the table, and said, “Don’t waste your strength—it’s pointless. Besides, keeping those things inside you will greatly benefit your cultivation!”

He wasn’t lying!

Even though Wang Xuan hadn’t fully cultivated the Pure Yang Sacred Body, that stuff wasn’t the same as ordinary sweat or blood. To the Hehuan Sect, it was the most precious of treasures.

Its value was on par with heavenly herbs and spiritual minerals!

In fact, without its nourishing essence, the Taiyin Body couldn’t possibly be cultivated.

Huang Rong looked at Wang Xuan with a complicated expression.

Though she had learned his secret and improved her own strength, she couldn’t feel the slightest happiness.

She only felt herself sinking deeper and deeper.

And another thing—when she looked at Wang Xuan’s face, even knowing he wasn’t a good person, she couldn’t bring herself to feel disgusted.

In fact, the more she looked, the more charming he seemed!

And just by being in the same room, her body began to react again.

These changes in mind and body… they terrify me.

It must’ve been that chant from last night!

“No wonder… so that’s why you were so generous.”

Huang Rong’s mood dipped, and she spoke in a lifeless tone.

Wang Xuan didn’t bother to console or explain.

At this point, what was the point of pretending to be a gentleman?

Aside from the elusive Earth Immortals, even Grandmasters like the Five Greats couldn’t do anything to him now!

Rather than putting on a hypocritical act, he lived by his own code: “Don’t pretend to be virtuous if you feast on beef.”¹

If others said you belonged to the demonic path, you’d best truly be so!

Besides, he believed Huang Rong was smart enough to figure things out on her own.

Moments Later

A knock came at the door—an attendant brought up hot water.

Wang Xuan did a quick rinse and changed clothes but had no intention of leaving.

We’ve shared such… deep exchanges already. What’s left to hide?

Huang Rong looked around the room helplessly.

The chairs, the table, the windowsill, the floor—everywhere held traces of her.

At this point, the only viable strategy seemed to be going along with Wang Xuan’s wishes.

If she upset him, there might be nothing but misery for her.

A true hero can yield when necessary—though a woman, Huang Rong understood this truth well.

She rose from the bed, undressed without hesitation, and stepped into the bath barrel with her long legs.

Wang Xuan smiled at the sight.

This woman really knows how to act with discernment.

After the Bath

Dressed in fresh clothes and following Wang Xuan downstairs, Huang Rong saw several beggars waiting at the entrance.

“That’s the Dog-Beating Stick! It’s Chief Huang—quick, inform Elder Lu!”

The Beggar Sect had branches everywhere in the world.

Clearly, Elder Lu and the others had been searching for Huang Rong like mad these past few days.

Footnotes

“Don’t pretend to be virtuous if you feast on beef” (我不吃牛肉) – Wǒ bù chī niúròu A sarcastic phrase implying one should not act like a moral paragon while indulging in things considered unclean or taboo. In Chinese internet slang, it’s used to mock hypocrisy—especially in matters of lust or indulgence.