Primordial Cultivator

Yang Wei grabbed the bucket filled with human blood and walked toward the planted Lingzhi.

"How do I feed the Lingzhi with this blood?" Yang Wei asked.

He didn't want to act smart and make a mistake accidentally. He would rather receive guidance on how to correctly plant it so that no mishaps could occur.

"First, dig a little soil out from where the Lingzhi is placed. Then, you slowly pour the blood in there." Fan Ping instructed.

And he continued, "However, make sure you don't drown the Lingzhi in blood as they need time to absorb it."

Yang Wei nodded his head.

Yang Wei then followed Fan Ping's instruction as he slowly poured the blood onto the Lingzhi.

At the same time, he made sure the Lingzhi began absorbing the blood.

Sometime later, Yang Wei finished feeding the three Lingzhi with human blood.

"Phew, when do we feed the Lingzhi again?" Yang Wei stood up as he turned around and asked Fan Ping.

"Uhh- that will depend on the Lingzhi itself." Fan Ping said. "The Lingzhi would start turning bright red soon once it's ready for another round of human blood to feast on."

"I see... " Yang Wei mumbled.

Sometime later, Yang Wei glanced around the area and realized Zhu Wenqian was nowhere to be found.

"Where is Zhu Wenqian?" Yang Wei asked.

"That little lass woke up some time ago and was extremely stubborn in resting in the bed." Fan Ping said in a somewhat tired tone.

"She's currently in one of the training rooms in the Pagoda and I had already tried my best to convince her to rest." He added.

Yang Wei twitched his mouth.

"That Zhu Wenqian… she doesn't really care about her health huh?" Yang Wei hissed coldly as he glanced at Fan Ping.

"Senior Fan Ping, please bring me to her and I shall convince her." Yang Wei said.

Fan Ping curled his lips upward when he saw the fierce glint on Yang Wei's eyes.

'Hehe, you dare ignore my kind advice then prepare to receive hell, you little lass.' Fan Ping sneered inwardly as he nodded his head at Yang Wei.

"Here's the coordinate to the training room," Fan Ping said as he flicked his hand.

A projection screen that showed a map of the Pagoda was revealed for Yang Wei to see.

"I still need to take care of those greedy humans so I don't have the time to accompany you," Fan Ping said.

Yang Wei cupped his fist and thanked Fan Ping once again for his assistance.

"Thanks for the help, Senior Fan Ping."

"No worries, it is what this senior should do," Fan Ping said with a mysterious smile on his face.

Yang Wei smiled briefly as he sneaked a glance at Xie Dong in the corner. "Then I'll leave that trash to you for now."

"You can rest assured, Yang Wei. That garbage Ice Egg can do nothing in my Pagoda." Fan Ping laughed heartily as he snapped his finger and brought Xie Dong away.

At the same time, Fan Ping warned Yang Wei once again to quickly urge Zhu Wenqian to rest her body. Otherwise, there could be consequences and complications in her heat poison.

Yang Wei nodded his head.

Sometime later, Yang Wei arrived at the training room that Zhu Wenqian was in.

As soon as Yang Wei entered the room, he could hear Zhu Wenqian making some noises from practicing her techniques.

"This Zhu Wenqian… I'm here trying my best to help her recover, and here she is… trying her best to make it worse," Yang Wei mumbled softly as he felt his veins nearly popping out of his forehead.

Meanwhile, Zhu Wenqian remained ignorant about Yang Wei's presence as she continued to send out multiple waves of Saint Qi toward the training puppet.

BOOM!

The training puppets were split into multiple pieces when her technique landed on them.

"Hahaha, take that you damn training puppet," Zhu Wenqian cheered loudly when she destroyed a puppet.

"You can absorb my Saint Qi but there's always a limit on how much you can absorb before being slashed by this queen," she added.

"Oh really, then can you try that technique on me?"

"Hmph, courting death? Who dares-" Zhu Wenqian was about to smack the person who interrupted her training but paused her words when she had her body turned around.

Her expression turned pale when she saw Yang Wei showing an unfriendly face at her.

"Y-Y-Yang Wei… w-what are you doing here?" Zhu Wenqian stuttered as she took a step back.

Her behavior was like a little girl being caught doing something naughty.

Yang Wei smiled brightly as he took a step forward.

With each step Yang Wei took, it was like a dreadful pressure forcing upon Zhu Wenqian.

Zhu Wenqian began sweating profusely as she kept retreating backward whenever Yang Wei advances.

"Y-Yang Wei, we can talk about this in a civilized way…" Zhu Wenqian uttered as she tried to calm him down.

"Am I not being civilized now?" Yang Wei asked gently.

Zhu Wenqian nodded her head.

"Yes, you are very civilized, so can you take a step back… It's getting a bit warm here, so it's better for us to keep our distance," Zhu Wenqian said with an awkward smile.

Yang Wei's expression darkened as he cornered Zhu Wenqian into a wall.

"Do you need me to escort you back to your bed or do I need to do it myself?" Yang Wei asked softly.

Zhu Wenqian wiped some of her sweats off as she shook her head.

"I-I can walk by myself…" Zhu Wenqian muttered.

"Then what are you waiting for, Zhu Wenqian? The bed is patiently waiting for the patient to rest." Yang Wei said.

He then moved aside and extended his hand out to show her the way.

Zhu Wenqian laughed awkwardly as she quickly increased her pace and returned to her bed.

'That damn Fan Ping… it must be that old fogey exposing my current location to Yang Wei,' Zhu Wenqian cursed silently as she sat on the bed.