The Pill Tycoon - Chapter 569 Ancient Kunlun

As Lu Qiwen's nimble tongue stealthily slipped into the crevices of the smooth jade, Zhang Danyue's pert buttocks suddenly rose and fell heavily, her body convulsing violently. A torrent of fluid rushed towards her, which Lu Qiwen accepted without hesitation, not wasting a single drop.
After the torrent subsided, Lu Qiwen reached out and slapped Zhang Danyue's snow-white buttocks, which were as smooth as jade, and laughed, "Another useless one, you came so quickly." Slapped on her sensitive buttocks by Lu Qiwen, Zhang Danyue's already soft body trembled slightly, and she made a soft moan. However, she tightly clamped Lu Qiwen's head between her long, slender legs and occasionally shook her buttocks, as if dissatisfied with Lu Qiwen's comment that she was useless.
As Yang Ningyin watched Zhang Danyue's flushed face buried in Lu Qiwen's lower body, she couldn't help but reach out and slide her small hand over Lu Qiwen's body. It wasn't that Yang Ningyin wanted to help Zhang Danyue, but rather that she was afraid that Zhang Danyue was really as useless as Lu Qiwen said, and that Lu Qiwen would end up venting his frustrations in her mouth.
So Yang Ningyin thought she should let Lu Qiwen ejaculate inside Zhang Danyue's mouth. As the saying goes, "better to die for your friend than for yourself," even her best friend couldn't do it at this time.
Yang Ningyin was well-versed in various books, so she had some experience with flirting techniques. Taking advantage of this, she used them on Lu Qiwen. With Zhang Danyue's lips in sync, Lu Qiwen slowly felt waves of pleasure gathering in his lower body, growing stronger and stronger. Finally, Lu Qiwen suddenly lifted his head from between Zhang Danyue's legs, letting out heavy breaths, and pressed his lower body firmly against Zhang Danyue's lips, with waves of heat surging out.
Zhang Danyue choked so badly that tears welled up in her eyes, but she still tried her best to swallow them down. Lu Qiwen seemed to have all his energy drained away, and he collapsed onto Zhang Danyue's delicate body.
At this moment, Zhang Danyue seemed to have been greatly stimulated, and a large amount of essence also gushed from her lower body. Both of them collapsed weakly onto the bed.
Yang Ningyin breathed a long sigh of relief, thankful that she had escaped a disaster.
Hu Yi, the director of the Ninth Division of the State Security Bureau, received a report from the Haishi State Security Bureau that a set of nine tripods had appeared in Haishi and had even made the news.
Hu Yi, being the person he was, was well aware of the importance of the Nine Cauldrons and the level of attention they attracted. He was immediately startled and quickly ordered the branch office director to call the city television station, demanding that the live broadcast be stopped and that the most capable people be dispatched to seal off the scene and protect the cauldron.
After hanging up the phone, Hu Yi immediately dialed the number of Deputy Director Li Han and quickly and concisely explained the Jiuding matter to Li Han. At the same time, he asked Li Han to lead his men to Haishi TV Station as soon as possible and to protect the place closely.
Li Han was already in Haishi when he heard Hu Yi's order. He immediately gathered his men and rushed to the city's television station. He ran countless red lights along the way. As one of the deputy directors of the Ninth Division of the National Security Bureau, Li Han was well aware of the significance of Jiuding to the country. If Jiuding were lost, even his suicide would not be enough to atone for his sins.
The dozen or so team members looked solemn. They knew that they would soon face a bloody storm and encounter crazy treasure hunters from all over the world. They would fight to protect the national treasures.
The Nine Tripods are national treasures and must not be lost. After issuing the order, Hu Yi immediately reported to the central government. Upon learning of this, the central leaders gave Li Han even greater authority, allowing him to handle the matter of the Nine Tripods with full authority.
Hu Yi knew that this was not the time to shirk responsibility, so he resolutely took on the task and called his master's sect, Gu Kunlun.
Ancient Kunlun was a place of immortals, and amidst the misty clouds, a cell phone ringing out—a sound only found in modern society—was heard in a place that resembled a fairyland. A handsome Taoist priest answered the phone: "Hu Yi, what's the matter calling at this hour?"
Upon hearing the Taoist's words, Hu Yi's expression turned serious, and he quickly said, "Third Uncle, I have something important to report to the Sect Leader." As Hu Yi's third uncle, Song Yangzi smiled and said, "Little Hu Yi, what is it? Can't you tell your uncle?"
Hu Yi couldn't help but smile wryly upon hearing this, "Third Uncle, this is a momentous event. The Nine Cauldrons have appeared, and the news has already spread. I'm afraid all sorts of demons and monsters will come to snatch them away." Song Yangzi chuckled and said, "The Nine Cauldrons have appeared? What? You're saying the Nine Cauldrons have appeared? Could it be the Nine Cauldrons that suppress the destiny of China?"
Hu Yi hadn't expected his senior uncle to react so slowly, but he still said, "That's right. I'm afraid something terrible might happen. I urge the sect leader to contact fellow cultivators to come and protect the Nine Cauldrons."
Song Yangzi's face was solemn. Having participated in the last battle for the Nine Cauldrons, Song Yangzi was well aware of the dangers involved. The Nine Cauldrons absolutely could not be lost. Even if the country did not care, the fortune of cultivators was still affected by the fortune of China. They had to ensure that the fortune of China was not lost. In other words, the Nine Cauldrons absolutely could not fall into the hands of barbarians.
After hanging up the phone, Song Yangzi traveled over mountains and valleys to the secluded place of the sect leader, Master Qinghe Daoren.
Before even reaching Qinghe Daoist's place of cultivation, Songyangzi shouted at the top of his lungs, "Senior Brother, Senior Brother, something terrible has happened!"
As he shouted, many Kunlun disciples who were in seclusion in the mountains were disturbed. However, after Song Yangzi's figure passed by, these disturbed cultivators ran out of their places of cultivation. The Taoists of Song Yangzi's generation shook their heads and smiled bitterly as they watched Song Yangzi's back, while the younger disciples could only make a fuss about Song Yangzi in their hearts.
In a spacious stone chamber, a stone bed, several stone tables and chairs were placed there. A Taoist priest with white hair and eyebrows, wearing a Taoist robe, sat upright in the quiet room. Sandalwood incense rose from an incense burner. The Taoist priest's body appeared somewhat ethereal and unreal amidst the ethereal sandalwood incense, looking like an immortal who had already ascended to heaven.
Suddenly, the Taoist opened his eyes. His eyes were clear and bright, unlike those of an old man. If someone were to stare at them, they would probably be lost in those unfathomable, clear eyes.
A slight smile appeared on the Taoist's lips as he murmured, "Five hundred years have passed. Having performed this act of merit, I can ascend to heaven. Time flows on, the world changes; I wonder how many will perish in this great battle. Perhaps my old friends should also emerge from seclusion by now."
Yangzi landed in front of a tightly closed stone door. The door slowly opened, and Song Yangzi rushed into the stone chamber, looking at the Taoist sitting there, and said, "Senior brother, something terrible has happened!" Taoist Qinghe glanced at Song Yangzi indifferently. Song Yangzi felt a peaceful message coming from Taoist Qinghe's seemingly all-encompassing gaze, which calmed his anxious heart instantly.
Qinghe Daoist glanced at Songyangzi and said, "Junior brother, you have been cultivating for hundreds of years, how come you are still so impulsive when things happen? Can't you be a little calmer?"
This wasn't the first time Song Yangzi had been criticized like this by Qinghe Daoren, but he showed a receptive expression and respectfully said, "Replying to Senior Brother, it's not that I'm making a fuss, it's just that this matter is too important and shocking, and I have to inform the Sect Leader as quickly as possible."
Qinghe Daoist pointed, and a futon landed next to Songyangzi. He said, "Sit down and talk. A cultivator should look like a cultivator. Where is the image of a Daoist in you?"
Song Yangzi chuckled and sat down, but instead of sitting cross-legged properly like Qinghe Daoren, he plopped down on the seat, completely disregarding posture and etiquette.
Daoist Qinghe seemed to know Songyangzi's character very well, so he smiled faintly and said, "What exactly is it that makes you so upset? Is it more serious than the Blood Demon's split spirit emerging?"
Song Yangzi said, "Although the Blood Demon is powerful, it is still just a great demon. If our Ancient Kunlun wanted to, sealing it away would be a piece of cake. But this time, the situation is very different. This time, it's not just the Blood Demon that has been born, but one of the Nine Cauldrons that has appeared in the world."
Qinghe Daoist's cultivation was exceptionally high; he could practically be considered an immortal residing in the mortal realm. When using the Kunlun secret method to deduce the secrets of heaven, he only foresaw that he would have a great merit to complete before he could ascend to immortality. However, Qinghe Daoist did not know what kind of great merit Heaven required him to complete. When he heard Songyangzi's words, Qinghe Daoist could no longer maintain his composure. His expression changed slightly, and he trembled as he said, "You mean one of the Nine Cauldrons has been born?"
Song Yangzi nodded, looking dejected, and said, "That's right. I really don't know how these mortals have such great abilities that they were able to dig out the Nine Cauldrons that we painstakingly sealed away."
Master Qinghe let out a long breath and said, "The seals on the other nine cauldrons show no signs of being broken. It seems that this newly emerged cauldron should be the Yu Cauldron that has never appeared before."
Song Yangzi said, "Legend has it that the Yu Ding was suppressed under Mount Song, the Central Peak of the Five Sacred Mountains. It was not found even when the Manchus entered the pass and the Eight-Nation Alliance invaded China. But I never expected that it would be unearthed in this peaceful and prosperous era."
Qinghe Daoren said, "Since ancient times, it has been said that whoever controls the Central Plains controls the world. And the one that suppresses the fortune of the Central Plains is precisely the Yu Ding. The Yu Ding stabilizes the fortune of the Central Plains and prevents it from being lost. In addition, it is nourished by the Yellow River. The fortune of the Yu Ding is the longest and the most difficult to be lifted. Most dynasties in history have set up their capitals in Yuzhou. This is also because they rely on the long-lasting fortune of the Yu Ding to stabilize the national fortune. The reason why the capital was later set up in Beiping was that the Yuan Dynasty obtained the other eight Ding. With those eight Ding, it was possible to control the world. Their fortune was naturally much longer than that of the Yu Ding."

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