Chapter 641 - 488: Shenxiao Association (Part 3)

If Si Miaoxue and Situ Wan belonged to the first tier, then Yue Mei’Er, Ji Fei’Er, the sisters Lianxin and Lianru, and Baili Yuyao belonged to the second tier, with the rest categorized into the third tier.

With his current cultivation level, the benefits he gained from Dual Cultivation with Liuli and Lien Yurou were minimal. Only their initial pure Virgin Yin was beneficial to him; other times, it was mostly him guiding them.

For the second tier, it was mutual promotion, each with their own proficiency. As Lin Miao’s cultivation surpassed theirs, nourishing the female party could yield greater benefits, flowing from higher to lower—this was normal.

Only Situ Wan and Si Miaoxue, both cultivating special cultivation techniques, provided him the greatest assistance.

The closer to the end, the weaker the benefits of Dual Cultivation for cultivation, unless one party suddenly elevates their realm, which would mean starting over.

He also coveted the effects of Dual Cultivation with Situ Wan, and Situ Wan’s mature body indeed gave him an indescribable feeling.

The mouth can lie, but the body is the most honest.

"Situ Wan discovered an organization called Shenxiao Dao. Go check it out and see what this organization is all about," Lin Miao instructed.

"Oh, Shenxiao Dao, I’ve never heard of it—newly emerged?"

"Since you haven’t heard of it, it should be new. I suspect this organization is related to the ’mysterious epidemic.’ They’ve concocted a dew claiming to cure all diseases and even asserted it can treat the mysterious epidemic. Some people have witnessed patients immediately recover after taking the dew," Lin Miao said.

"Since its discovery, there’s been no remedy for the mysterious epidemic even after a thousand years. Spreading such a brazen lie, truly audacious!"

"Now that the mysterious epidemic is spreading, as soon as the public hears about a potential treatment, true or not, would you try it?"

"Of course, if I truly contracted the mysterious epidemic and heard of such a dew for treatment, I’d certainly try it, unless the cost of trying is too high."

"No money needed, only the devotion to Shenxiao Dao and becoming a follower is required," Lin Miao stated.

"So simple, but surely there are conditions to this faith, like donating money or other restrictive means?"

"For now, there hasn’t been any news, but if the miraculous dew is limited and proves effective, then anything’s possible." Lin Miao was too familiar with the methods of these "deceptive" individuals.

Upon hearing this, Yue Mei’Er’s eyes brightened—this was intriguing.

"Master, how about we form our own faction for fun?"

"Forming that kind of thing does nothing but waste time and effort. I certainly don’t have the energy to manage such nonsense."

"If Master lacks the energy, I do, Mei’Er wants to establish a power too. To avoid future stress of being bullied without any backing."

"With me here, what backing do you need?"

"Having a power makes it legitimate. Just say, do you agree or not?"

"Are you just playing around, or truly want to establish a power?" Lin Miao asked seriously.

"Let’s try establishing it first, if it doesn’t work, then disband." Yue Mei’Er reached out to wrap Lin Miao’s neck, coquettishly saying, "Master, if you agree, Mei’Er promises to give you..."

"Are you serious?" Lin Miao asked. Speaking of bodily flexibility, Yue Mei’Er was first among the women, enabling many positions, but unlocking these requires her willingness.

"Yes, but so you know, three at most." Yue Mei’Er’s cheeks were as red as blood.

"Alright, no problem." Lin Miao promptly agreed. It’s just about setting up a faction; let her go ahead. If she’s occupied with her undertaking, she’ll trouble men less, making the backyard more harmonious.

"Two, at most two..."

"Three, this is not me forcing you to agree. Once given, a gentleman’s word is irrevocable, Mei’Er, don’t let Miaoxue and them look down on you!" Lin Miao chuckled.

Just mention "Miaoxue," and Yue Mei’Er becomes easy to sway.

"I’m a little woman, not a gentleman!"

...

The fever subsided, able to get out of bed, able to eat, Su Yi felt like she came back to life; this experience of walking through the Ghost Gate, she never wanted to undergo it again.

However, all her daily necessities occurred in this room. Though later allowed to move within this courtyard, she dared not easily step out.

After all, the other residents in this courtyard were also patients infected with the "mysterious epidemic," albeit in recovery stages.

But who could guarantee not to be reinfected?

That feeling of wishing for death was something she never wanted to face again. Though not young anymore, she hadn’t lived enough yet, especially regrettable she hadn’t experienced the "taste of men" yet, known to be wondrous beyond words, yet as the capital’s top talented woman, she hadn’t had the opportunity.

Of course, it wasn’t without opportunities; quite a few men liked or coveted her, but none truly wanted to marry her, and she wasn’t someone to settle easily. A man failing her mental expectations wouldn’t even get a glance from her.

What exactly these expectations entail, she couldn’t clarify. At least one should be dignified, articulate, and full of talent.

Otherwise, wouldn’t marriage between these two be too dull?

Still waiting several days for facial scabs to fall off, then she could leave. She read in a book that survivors of the mysterious epidemic, even if cured, would have marks left behind—some even disfigured, and what of her recovery?

Though Su Yi became famous for "talent," her beauty was second to none—firstly, talented women must be beauties.

Otherwise, no matter how talented, no one would hold you in high regard.

Generally speaking, truly intelligent women aren’t lacking in appearance, quite opposite to men. Clever men lacking handsomeness aren’t uncommon, but women often embody both beauty and wisdom—perhaps the creator shows favoritism to women.

Su Yi was the voluptuous type of beauty, large where needed, small where needed. If ignoring the current face and observing her silhouette, she was a true earthly seductress.

Otherwise, she wouldn’t have such a large reputation; as for the "husband-cursing" rumors, no one knew their origins.

Eventually, they even became malevolent, with claims that a certain monk predicted for Su Yi, unless meeting her destined soul mate, anyone marrying her would face destruction!

Clearly a talented woman, yet she became a "demon girl" avoided by everyone. Of course, she’s still popular in capital’s social circles, but any man approaching her desired her body, none willing to marry her.

Even her hometown knew her reputation; probably marrying would be tough for life.

Alas!

Su Yi held special status, living alone in a room. Others shared rooms, two people at least, sometimes four or five.

No choice with too many patients; individual rooms weren’t possible.

The Xue Family Manor was vast, but limited in capacity, still needing leftover space to continue receiving more patients, even tents had been prepared, clearing open areas already.