The Sugar Mommy System: The Evil Young Master is Villain!!! - Chapter 156: The alchemy contest!

She taking fast was good for him too, since he could obtain some system points and EXP.

A huge sum of EXP to be exact.

For someone like Bai Lung who is a villain to the core, Saintess losing half of her life for him to gain a +3 minor realm upgrade was still a huge trade-off.

“Mmm!??”

Meanwhile, Saintess seemed a little dumbfounded, seeing him retreat but she took a breath of relief.

“Um! Are you planning to enter this alchemy event? And are you really a master-level alchemist?” she couldn’t help but ask.

Not to mention, if he was truly a master-level alchemist, there is a pill that she desperately needed for her sword cultivation… But she can’t fathom how can she even ask for it.

Should she tell her secret to him? Nuh! That seems like a bad idea but she also needs a pill, the best quality if possible.

He let out a soft sigh, his eyes never leaving hers. “Enter the alchemy event? Since it’s a event held with chief person as Saint-level alchemist, I definitely need to enter inside…’

[Hehe! Don’t worry Host, you will get a wonderful reward, the next morning… ]

He paused in the scene causing Saintess to look at him…  his eyes narrowing ever so slightly as he already knew what tommrow’s reward uphold.

And Bai Lung wasn’t against it however, his eyes narrowed more so, as he thought he being an Grand-master level alchemist at such a young age might raise many questions.

That’s certain, because till before this month, Bai Lung has always been considered trash with no cultivation Talent let alone talent in other fields.

If he suddenly started to show such Talents he would be tied to the demonic origin and since he isn’t the son of heaven he can’t get out of it easily… Not to mention, he even possesses demonic origin.

[ Ding! Your thinking is fabulous, and your concerns are legit… Even if you show master-level alchemy talent, it’s certain to raise suspicion on capital that’s why, you need to start creating a theory that you have obtained good fortune during the exploration of Tomb ]

Hearing this, Bai Lung lightly nodded his head before looking at Saintess.

“Hmm… My alchemy talent is beyond one can fathom. I wonder why so specifically you wanna ask if I am master level alchemist or not? Is Saintess perhaps thinking of having me create some kind of pill for you, since you would be taking a fast for me in the celestial maiden event… I am generous enough to fulfill your request, feel free to ask for a pill if you need one,”

He responded with a light smirk that was barely visible.

It was a hard choice for Saintess considering her situation, it was as if her hands were chopped off and a person was telling her to grab his things and leave…

It was as if telling a legless person to stand up and run.

She clenched her Fist harder not knowing how should she ask for a sword foundation pill.

Can she ask it saying it is for friend? Nah! He definitely knows she has no other friend than Zhao Ling.

After all, she was from Heaven Fall sect, a noble daughter, his could she have a bunch of friends? She has a strong and stoic image.

Ughh!

She felt helpless knowing she couldn’t ask for a pill that was very important to her new-found cultivation path.

A strong pressure hits her.

For her, it was either Hit or Miss.

One side of her mind told her to tell Bai Lung about her sword spirit and the other side told her to keep it a secret.

Haah-

However, taking deep breaths she tried to collect her thoughts.

…

Bai Lung could practically see the inner struggle within the Saintess. He could tell she was debating whether to share her secret with him or keep it to herself.

He could read her like as if he was reading a book.

He let out a low hum, his eyes never leaving hers. “Hmm!? You look like you’re trying to figure something out, Saintess. Is there something you want to tell me?”

She flinched at his words. It was too spot on.

Taking a deep breath, she looked up at him with a serious expression. “There is something I want to tell you,” she said.

Bai Lung raised an eyebrow, silently waiting for her to continue, thinking how easily she was opening herself up… Truly, she was opening up just like how she opened those legs.

Showing what’s hidden!!!

Bai Lung nodded, a hint of solemnity on his face. “I’m all ears, Saintess. Please, feel free to share whatever is on your mind.”

She took a deep breath, trying to gather her thoughts. “I possess a special ability,”

Bai Lung’s eyes widened slightly, his interest piqued. “Special ability? What kind of special ability?”

She seemed to struggle with how to explain this, but eventually, she spoke. “I can hear the voice of a sword spirit.”

Bai Lung was visibly surprised, his expression hardening a little. “A sword spirit? You can hear its voice?” he asked, his tone somewhat surprised.

He find it hard to believe she could hear the sound of a sword spirit.

Actually, the sword spirit is something a sword cultivator is born with, just like how the Dao heart and spirit root are essential for Dao cultivation ( Soul cultivation ) a sword spirit is required for Sowrd cultivation and becoming sword immortal.

However, sword spirits are generally quiet but, talkative sword spirits are evil and only tell their owner to Kill!

“Yes,” she said, her expression serious despite forming a lie.

“It’s a spirit that resides within a sword and can communicate with me. It has been guiding and protecting me throughout my cultivation.”

Bai Lung couldn’t help but raise an eyebrow seeing how she was lying under his nose.

However he played aling because its quite funny when you know they are lying and they keep trying to uphold their lies.

His gaze became even more intense. “You are saying that the sword that you carry is actually inhabited by a sword spirit?”

It was clear saintess didn’t understand much about sword spirits and her lie could be easily seen.

Does she seriously think she can fool a knowledgeable person?

Indeed! A normal cultivator doesn’t possess much knowledge about other cultivation paths but still.

…

At the same time,

She paused for a moment before nodding. “Yes, it’s true. The sword spirit has been with me for a long time, and it has become a powerful ally in my cultivation journey… It had even warned me to stay away from Ling Fei,”

Bai Lung’s eyes narrowed slightly enjoying the web of lies she was forming.

She even dared to use Ling Fei’s name to make the story more believable.

“And does anyone else know about this?” he asked.

She shook her head vigorously. “No, I’ve kept it a secret all these years. I didn’t want anyone to know about the sword spirit…”

Bai Lung observed her closely, his gaze unwavering.

Lies after lies, a classic trait of liars, how would she react if Bai Lung told her, she had sensed her awakening?

But he didn’t bother with her petty lies because it was clear to him, that she wanted a sword foundation pill that way she could form a sword foundation.

“And what is the origin of this sword spirit? Do you know why it has chosen you?” he couldn’t help but ask.

“I don’t know,” she admitted, looking somewhat flustered unable to form lie after lie. “The sword spirit has never told me about its origin or why it has chosen me. All I know is that it has been with me since I started cultivating since my childhood…”

Bai Lung’s eyes darkened slightly, his mind racing with thoughts. “Interesting,” he said finally. “To think that you’ve been walking alongside a sword spirit without even knowing its true nature…”

He paused for a moment, the only sound being the soft hum of cicadas outside. “But why are you telling me this now? Why did you choose to reveal this to me?”

She looked away, somewhat embarrassed. “I…” she began, taking a deep breath before continuing. “I need your help… There’s a pill, a cultivation pill that my sword spirit has told me about. It is crucial for my cultivation and I cannot do without it…”

She has somewhat knowledge that she needs a sword foundation pill.

Bai Lung’s face remained expressionless as he listened to her. “A cultivation pill? And you need me to make it?” he asked, his tone as impassive as ever.

She nodded, her expression becoming almost pleading. “Yes, please… I know it’s a lot to ask, but I have nowhere else to turn. The sword spirit tells me that only a true master-level alchemist can create this pill, and I know that you possess such talent…”