"Why the hell are you here?!" Wu Yue shouted.

A thick hatred radiated from Wu Yue’s eyes toward Lin Tian, the Sect Master of the Lingxian Sect.

Because of Lin Tian’s strange ability, Wu Yue’s body had been filled with uncontrollable lust every night, ruining the sacred foundation of her cultivation.

"Looks like the Yunlan Sect no longer wants to take you back, Elder Wu."

"How about joining my sect instead?" Lin Tian asked.

"Join? Are you insane? You and the Lingxian Sect are the reason my life was destroyed."

Lin Tian continued watching Wu Yue act aggressively toward him. The hatred in her heart was clearly difficult to erase.

After all, Wu Yue knew her ruined life had been caused by Lin Tian’s Pleasure Touch ability.

It would not be easy to earn Wu Yue’s trust. Still, Lin Tian did not know whether he could ignore the emergency mission or not.

"If you’re willing to join me, I promise I’ll restore your cultivation base and even improve it."

"What do you think?" Lin Tian asked.

Wu Yue ignored him. A sword appeared in her hand and stabbed forward. But Lin Tian reacted quickly.

He turned around and raised his hand, summoning white qi light at his fingertips.

The moment Wu Yue’s sword collided with Lin Tian’s protective qi energy, the sword shattered into pieces instantly.

"You don’t stand a chance against me."

Wu Yue’s eyes widened as she let out a bitter laugh. Her body slumped down again, leaning against the wall of a house with a hopeless expression.

Lin Tian raised his hand and swept it sideways, activating fierce winds that created a dust storm and blocked the sight of the surrounding cultivators.

"Looks like I went too far with you. You and the Lingxian Sect never had any history of hostility," Lin Tian said.

"This is the world of cultivators. When you stand at the top, everyone praises and admires you. But once you fall to the ground, no one wants to acknowledge you anymore," Wu Yue muttered.

Lin Tian walked closer to Wu Yue and crouched in front of her face while extending two fingers from his right hand to touch her forehead.

Wu Yue tilted her head back, letting out a scream mixed with a brief moan. From her forehead, a tiny white orb the size of an ink dot emerged and floated above Lin Tian’s palm.

With a clenched fist, he crushed the white orb, which was none other than the modified Pleasure Touch.

The moment Pleasure Touch was removed from Wu Yue, her body collapsed weakly.

"My lust... it’s fading?"

"That ability forces someone’s lust to remain constantly active and stimulated. In the end, it causes a cultivator to lose focus and their cultivation base to collapse," Lin Tian explained.

"A cruel... and disgusting technique," Wu Yue complained.

Lin Tian’s attention remained fixed ahead. His hand rose again and touched Wu Yue’s forehead for the second time.

He had no intention of trapping Wu Yue in endless lust again. Instead, he activated a certain technique to view her memories.

Fragments of memory appeared clearly in Lin Tian’s mind as he witnessed Wu Yue’s life as a cultivator.

Admired by many sect disciples. One of the Yunlan Sect’s most talented elders. A woman with loyal disciples. A third-rank alchemist capable of refining pills.

But beyond those memories, Lin Tian saw another side of Wu Yue’s life.

He witnessed the moment Wu Yue was judged by the Sect Master for attempting to assault her male disciple.

Wu Yue lived confined within the sect in disgrace. Her once-glorious reputation as a talented elder had vanished, replaced with titles like perverted elder, lustful elder, and big-breasted elder.

Lin Tian clenched his fists, unable to suppress his anger after seeing the Yunlan Sect’s cruel treatment without considering Wu Yue’s contributions all this time.

Now, Wu Yue was living through the downfall of a cultivator. Her cultivation base had fallen. Her meridians were fragile. Her heart was hopeless. Her mind was empty.

"What are you doing, Lin Tian?" Wu Yue asked.

"They looked down on you. They refused to help cure your condition. They abandoned you," Lin Tian replied.

"You only realized that now? All of this happened because of you, Lin Tian," Wu Yue muttered.

"You... already destroyed my life!" Wu Yue continued, half shouting.

Lin Tian fell silent for a moment, realizing that Pleasure Touch was not merely an ability that provoked lust.

It was much worse than that. Pleasure Touch worked by making the body, heart, and mind neglect cultivation entirely.

The more unfocused someone became in cultivation, the more their cultivation base would decline over time.

Especially since, based on Wu Yue’s memories, they had no ability to destroy Pleasure Touch.

That made the ability far more terrifying than its name suggested.

"I’ll take you to the Lingxian Sect. You can start a new life. Cultivate peacefully. And have the chance to destroy the Yunlan Sect."

"The one I want to destroy is you, Lin Tian!" Wu Yue snapped.

"I don’t have time for your nonsense," Lin Tian complained.

He stomped the ground and dispelled the dust storm surrounding them. Lin Tian launched a white qi orb into Wu Yue’s forehead, restoring her energy and returning her clothes neatly to normal.

"You? Where are you taking that slut?" one cultivator asked.

Lin Tian narrowed his eyes, summoned a white sword from his bag of holding, and fired it forward.

Without hesitation, the sword pierced through the man’s throat, killing him instantly.

"I could kill all of you with a snap of my fingers, you weak ants!" Lin Tian declared.

"Her name is Wu Yue, not a slut, not some lowly woman. She is an elder of the Lingxian Sect."

"If any of you dare insult her again, I’ll destroy this city!" Lin Tian roared.

His voice thundered through the streets of the city, striking every citizen with cultivation pressure equal to the Nascent Soul stage.

The strong merely coughed blood, while the weak fainted on the spot.

Wu Yue was shocked by what Lin Tian had done. His hand still held hers tightly.

Confusion, irritation, and strange feelings mixed together in Wu Yue’s heart as she tried to understand Lin Tian’s actions.

The man... was impossible to predict.

Without another word, Lin Tian carried Wu Yue into the sky and flew away from Gui City. His destination was clear. They were returning to the Lingxian Sect.

"What’s wrong with you? I don’t want to go with you!" Wu Yue shouted.

"If you don’t come, you’ll forever be known as a perverted cultivator," Lin Tian explained.

"That... is my risk to bear."

Lin Tian went silent for a moment, his eyes still fixed forward. "Your current life is the result of my ability."

"I take full responsibility for your condition, especially since you never had any hostility toward the Lingxian Sect."

He glanced briefly toward Wu Yue. "I’ll make you the greatest alchemist in the entire world."

"I promise you that!"

Wu Yue fell silent, her hands still clenched as her mind refused to believe Lin Tian’s words. But when he said he would make her the greatest alchemist, her heart softened.

"I’ll join on one condition!" Wu Yue declared.

"Say it."

"I... want to become the future Master of the Pill Refinement Hall forever, without replacement!"

"I want you to stay away from me. I don’t want to train disciples before reaching Core Formation."

"I... don’t want to interact with you anymore!" Wu Yue declared firmly.

Wu Yue listed many demands. Lin Tian smiled faintly as his gaze returned forward, watching the bright light illuminating the Lingxian Sect at night.

"Deal!"