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    In the alchemy room, in front of the blazing red flame furnace, Qiu Yin’an collected the spiritual power in his palms and raised his sleeves to wipe the thin sweat from his forehead.

    He just injected three different spiritual powers into the furnace, and the elixir will be ready in another seven or eight days.

    Before turning off the furnace, Wan Qiongju gave Yao Yu a few pills and stuffed them in. He didn’t know what kind of herbs they were. The whole alchemy room smelled of roasted herbs. The smell made Qiu Yin’an feel hungry, but he was not in the mood to eat anything.

    That day Changchuan said at Baiya in Hanling that the soul of the Great Witch Lord had been found. This matter had been bothering Qiu Yin’an and made him worried.

    The Great Witch Lord is a notorious figure in the world of cultivation.

    The witch cultivator lineage has suffered two severe losses in the past.

    The first time, it was because of disrespecting the heaven and the earth that the gods were punished. At that time, the witch cultivator sect collapsed overnight and its disciples were scattered. Fortunately, the demon clan came to help and could barely survive.

    After this calamity, the glory of the past was gone, but even so, the witch cultivator was still a being that the entire world of cultivation did not dare to look down upon at that time, because the reputation and power of the great witch master had already surpassed the rise and fall of the sect itself. As long as the great witch master was around, hundreds of immortal sects would still respect the shaman cultivator lineage.

    The real disaster for the Wu clan was the second time.

    At that time, the Demon King killed many innocent monks for the Demon Queen and was punished by the gods. The Great Witch Master remembered his old favor and chose to side with the Demon Clan.

    The God of Heaven took this opportunity to completely wipe out the Witch Clan, so he ordered that the immortal sects, led by Qingxuanfeng, unite to eliminate the Witch Clan together with the God of Heaven.

    After that battle, the man who once gave way to heaven and earth, the unparalleled witch master, fell.

    Since then, Qingxuan Peak has truly stood at the top of the world of cultivation and has become a sect that everyone looks up to.

    But everyone knows in their hearts that Qingxuan Peak has been able to dominate one side for hundreds of years because the great witch master died. In that battle, his body was shattered and his soul did not know where to go.

    If the Great Witch Master was lucky enough to escape back then, he would come back at an extremely fast speed and raze Qingxuan Peak to the ground, without giving Qingxuan Peak much time to show off.

    Who can not be afraid of such a powerful existence?What’s more, he, Qiu Yin’an, is a descendant of the Qiu family and has a blood feud with the Great Witch Lord. Now he is alone and helpless, how can he sleep peacefully?

    But Qiu Yin’an didn’t want to share his anxiety with Wan Qiongju, so he never mentioned his panic in front of Wan Qiongju.

    Qiu Yin’an pushed open the door of the alchemy room and suddenly stepped out of the heat wave into the ice and snow. He shuddered and ran back to his room quickly.

    When he entered, he saw Wan Qiongju and Yao Yezheng preparing plum blossom honey wine around a round table. As soon as he entered, Qiu Yin’an smelled the tangy aroma of the wine.

    Yao Ye waved, “Yin’an, come here quickly. Wan Qiongju used the magic talisman to put the wine into the wine and extract the aroma of plum blossoms. Do you want to taste it? I can’t taste it. How is it different from ordinary plum blossom wine?”

    Qiu Yin’an put away the worry in his eyes, and instead put on a cheerful look and walked towards the two of them, “Your tongue has never tasted any fine wine, and your mouth is very tricky. How can you get any wine into your eyes and get a compliment from you?”

    “Look at how you talk sourly now.” Yao Ye clicked his tongue twice, “You have to praise him for being a fairy even if he pees in the wine.”

    While cursing, Qiu Yin’an raised his knee and bumped Yao Ye’s butt, “Are you disgusted?”

    Yao Ye twisted his waist to hide while shaking his head and said: “It’s not as disgusting as you two.”

    Wan Qiongju glanced at Yao Ye. There was no emotion or anger on his face. He kept holding the talisman in his hand. After putting the talisman into the cup, he picked up the wine pot. Cherry-pink wine flowed down the spout into the cup, and the fragrance of plum blossoms mixed with a wisp of bitter grass and wood smell came out.

    Wan Qiongju raised the wine cup in front of Qiu Yin’an and said, “Master, some spiritual herbs sent by Elder Qianhe are added to this wine, which can nourish spiritual power.”

    Yao Ye held the wine cup and glanced at Wan Qiongju’s face with envious eyes. He said sourly: “You really have a bitter life first and then a sweet life. After suffering fifteen years of sin, you met a good man. You will live a comfortable life for the rest of your life. Now you don’t have to work hard and your spiritual power will increase. I wish I had a good life like you. Next time at the Immortal Sect Conference, I will definitely be able to break through the real world.”

    “You envy him the support on his cultivation path, but you don’t know that he also envyes the noble family background you were born with.” Qiu Yin’an clinked glasses with Yao Ye, “Everyone has his own destiny.”

    Yao Ye smiled in relief and drained the wine in his glass, “That’s right.”

    As the wine entered his throat, Qiu Yin’an felt warm. He looked at the wine cup and said, “I haven’t seen the plum blossoms in the back mountain yet.”

    Wan Qiongju’s eyes flashed when he heard this. He immediately put down the wine bottle in his hand and went to get a thicker cloak for Qiu Yin’an, “Then let’s go now.”

    “It’s too cold. Don’t go. The plum blossoms are like that. What’s there to see?”

    Yao Ye pointed to the few broken plums left on the table for brewing and said: “There are some left here, you can take a look.”

    Qiu Yin’an sneered, “How can this be the case? You have a stupid head and no sentiment.”

    Wan Qiongju tied the brocade belt around Qiu Yin’an’s collar, looked at Qiu Yin’an with eyes as thick as honey, and said in a soft and gentle voice: “I promised Master that we would walk on the moon together to appreciate the plum blossoms. Now the plum blossoms are blooming just right, and the fifteenth day is also a full moon. This day couldn’t be better.”

    A faint smile appeared on the corners of Qiu Yin’an’s lips, and his eyes traced Wan Qiongju’s lips inch by inch. If Yao Ye was not here, he would definitely kiss her. He wanted to know what was hidden in those lips to make Wan Qiongju say so many things he liked to hear.

    Yao Ye rubbed his face. He was always drunk, and now his face was red. He put an arm on the table and said: “It’s freezing cold outside. If you want to go, you can go by yourself. I won’t go.”

    Qiu Yin’an glanced at him sideways, “I didn’t plan to take you with me. Otherwise, we would be kissing under the plum tree later. What are you doing standing there? Are you going to raise your head and lick the snow, or pick plum blossoms for snacks?”

    “Qiu Yin’an!” Yao Ye bared his teeth and glared at the two of them like a vicious dog about to bite, “I’m really angry.”

    Qiu Yin’an didn’t answer, raised her eyebrows at Yao again, deliberately forced out a helpless smile and continued to annoy him.

    Qiu Yin’an knew Yao Ye’s temperament. This man could say anything. He was not a narrow-minded person and would never be angry because of his words.

    At this time, Wan Qiongju himself had put on his cloak, tied the last knot, and held his hand. His hand was wrapped in the soft palm of his lover. Qiu Yin’an felt at ease, as if all the biting cold could melt in the palms of both of them.

    Qiu Yin’an moved closer to Wan Qiongju and walked out together with him. When he came to the door, he turned back to Yao Ye and smiled: “Go back to your room to warm yourself up. We will come back later.”

    Yao Ye snorted, picked up the wine bottle and poured it into his mouth, “I hope your lips will freeze from the cold and you won’t be able to kiss each other even if you want to.”

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