Chapter 8

【Early Morning Request for Recommendations】

Xia Yunjie, of course, did not know that the female elite he was carrying up the stairs was actually Qin Lan, the deputy director of the Public Security Bureau in Jiangzhou City, known as the Cold-Faced Demoness in both the black and white worlds. Fortunately, there was no one in the hallway in the middle of the night; otherwise, seeing Xia Yunjie carrying a woman home would have definitely led to misunderstandings.

After entering the house, Xia Yunjie placed Qin Lan on the sofa in the living room and let out a long sigh of relief.

Carrying a woman up the stairs wasn't tiring, but it was hard to stop his mind from wandering. For a young man in his prime, holding a fully mature and enticing body required a strong willpower to avoid wandering thoughts.

After a deep sigh, Xia Yunjie looked at Qin Lan again. The moment he did, his heart began to race uncontrollably. He noticed that the button on Qin Lan's shirt had come undone, revealing her ample chest restrained by a sexy bra. Even lying flat, her breasts still trembled slightly, like two towering peaks.

Xia Yunjie took a deep breath, then another, and finally managed to tear his gaze away from Qin Lan's half-exposed peaks. He quickly returned to his room, grabbed a blanket, and covered her abdomen. Then he turned on the electric fan in the living room.

After doing all this, Xia Yunjie found himself drenched in sweat. He shook his head in self-disgust, thinking that as a wizard at the mid-stage of the Second Earth Cauldron realm, he should be immune to heat and cold, yet he was sweating profusely because of a woman.

Shaking his head and silently despising himself, Xia Yunjie took a cold shower in the bathroom. However, while showering naked, he kept thinking about the beautiful, mature woman lying in the living room, which only made his body more heated.

After the shower, he returned to his room and lay on the bed, staring at the ceiling. It was already 3 a.m.

His mind wandered between helping Cheng Ping treat her foot injury, the events at the bar, and the female elite outside. He felt that his experiences in Jiangzhou over the past month had never been as rich and exciting as today.

Thinking about these things, Xia Yunjie gradually fell asleep.

At 5 a.m., the hour of the Rabbit, the sun was rising, and the air was filled with a purple aura, a time when all living things thrived and a good time for cultivation.

Xia Yunjie woke up on time, got up, and looked toward the east. He then sat facing east, inhaling and exhaling deeply. As he did, a purple light seemed to shoot from the east, through the red morning sky, and into his forehead, the Yintang point.

As the purple light continuously entered Xia Yunjie's Yintang, a vortex appeared between his eyes, as if a third eye had opened. Gradually, as the light continued to flow, a bright glow emerged from the vortex, forming an ancient, inverted cauldron with intricate, mysterious, and ancient patterns carved on it.

An hour later, at 7 a.m., Xia Yunjie slowly opened his eyes, stood by the window, and looked eastward. He habitually touched the ancient cauldron mark on his forehead, which was gradually fading. His thoughts drifted back to eleven years ago, when he was nine.

Xia Yunjie was born in Shangyang Village, Jiangzhou City, Jiangnan Province. The elders in the village said that their ancestors were the first emperor of the Xia Dynasty, Emperor Yu.

According to legend, the ancient witch tribe was formed from the flesh and blood of the Emperor Pangu and the primordial chaos energy of heaven and earth, possessing the power to control all things. Another legend says that Yu, who controlled the floods, divided the land into nine provinces, and cast nine cauldrons to establish the Xia Dynasty, was a great witch king of the ancient times.

Before he was nine, Xia Yunjie always considered these legends as mythological stories, which he enjoyed listening to. However, on a certain day when he was nine, he was critically ill and about to die. He met his master, a thin old wizard, who told him that these legends might not be entirely accurate but were not entirely mythical.

Now, he was a wizard, and a true descendant of Yu. After that critical illness, a faint ancient cauldron mark appeared on his Yintang, which glowed whenever he practiced. His master said this was the mark of his awakened Yu bloodline.

The wizard realm is divided into four major stages: Earth Wizard, Heaven Wizard, Mystic Wizard, and Great Wizard.

A wizard, standing between heaven and earth, possesses the power to control all things. An Earth Wizard, as the name suggests, stands on the earth but has not yet reached the ability to connect with heaven. Only at the Heaven Wizard stage can one break through the void and achieve the power to control heaven and earth. Mystic Wizards and Great Wizards are even higher-level beings. Each major stage is further divided into nine cauldrons, and each cauldron can be further divided into early, mid, and late stages. A Great Wizard, as the name suggests, is the king of the witch tribe and the most powerful wizard.

According to legend, Yu, who controlled the floods, divided the land into nine provinces, and cast nine cauldrons, was a great wizard king with immense power, and the witch tribe reached its peak during his time. After Yu, the witch tribe declined, and the Daoist and Buddhist religions, which absorbed some of the witch tribe's techniques, began to flourish. However, with the gradual disappearance of the earth's spiritual energy, the techniques were lost, and the Daoist and Buddhist religions also declined, with almost no one left who truly understands the path of cultivation. In a sense, witches are also one of the origins of the Daoist and Buddhist religions.

Xia Yunjie's master's surname was Wu, and his given name was Ze. He claimed that his ancestor was the ancient great wizard Wu Xian, who was skilled in divination and other techniques. After saving Xia Yunjie's life and taking him as a disciple, Wu Ze knew that his life was coming to an end and passed on all his knowledge to Xia Yunjie. Xia Yunjie, carrying the bloodline of the ancient wizard Yu, lived up to expectations. By the time Wu Ze passed away, Xia Yunjie had already surpassed him in cultivation, and even in divination, Xia Yunjie had surpassed his master.

Wu Ze was concerned that Xia Yunjie, being young and full of vigor, might use witch techniques to gain wealth and power, which could lead to arrogance and a disregard for others' lives, causing social unrest or even bloodshed. Therefore, before his death, Wu Ze repeatedly instructed Xia Yunjie to work like a normal person for three years after his death to temper his character.

Thinking of his master, Xia Yunjie subconsciously turned the ancient silver ring on his left little finger. The ring was engraved with a mountain shrouded in spiritual energy.

The Daoist religion has branches like the Quanzhen and Zhengyi sects, and the witch tribe also has branches like the Wu Xian, Wu Zhen, and Wu Gu sects. However, the history of the witch tribe is too ancient, and it declined after Yu. Now, few people know whether the witch tribe still exists. The ring Wu Ze passed to Xia Yunjie was a symbol of the Wu Xian sect, a branch of the witch tribe that few people know about. Unfortunately, the Wu Xian sect had already lost many members by modern times and had been further decimated by wars and the Cultural Revolution. So, although Wu Ze was the head of the sect, he was essentially a "bachelor commander." When he passed the leadership to Xia Yunjie, he used the Wu Xian sect's unique divination technique to predict that besides Xia Yunjie, there should be other surviving members of the Wu Xian sect, but he couldn't determine how many or where they were.

Fortunately, regardless of the current state of the Wu Xian sect, Wu Ze was content to have a disciple like Xia Yunjie, who carried the bloodline of the ancient wizard Yu, and saw the potential for the rise of the Wu Xian sect and the entire witch tribe. Therefore, he passed away with a sense of fulfillment and no regrets.

"Master, rest assured, I will remember your teachings!" Xia Yunjie silently and firmly said to himself as he turned the ring on his left little finger.

After silently reaffirming his resolve, Xia Yunjie composed himself, turned, and opened the bedroom door, preparing to go to the bathroom to wash up.

As he opened the bedroom door, Xia Yunjie subconsciously looked toward the sofa in the living room.

On the sofa, the female elite, Qin Lan, the deputy director of the Public Security Bureau, was covered only from her navel to her thighs by a blanket, leaving the rest of her body exposed to the air.

Her snow-white, round thighs, two towering and trembling peaks, and her pale, plump body were almost completely exposed to Xia Yunjie's eyes. On the floor beside the sofa were a white shirt, black pencil pants, a yellow lace bra, and a small, black, sexy thong. It was clear that there was nothing under the blanket.

Even though Xia Yunjie had just finished his cultivation and was unusually calm, the sudden appearance of such a stunning scene immediately stirred his youthful blood, and a surge of desire almost uncontrollably rose from his dantian, making him almost step forward to uncover the blanket and explore.

Perhaps the sound of the door opening woke Qin Lan. As Xia Yunjie was stimulated by her mature and sexy body, his eyes burning with desire, Qin Lan opened her eyes.

The moment she opened her eyes, Qin Lan saw Xia Yunjie, a young and unfamiliar man, staring at her intensely.

As the deputy director of the Public Security Bureau, Qin Lan had handled many cases, from minor to major, and although she found herself in a strange place with a young, unfamiliar man standing nearby, she did not show any panic. Instead, she quickly analyzed the situation in her mind.

However, when her gaze followed Xia Yunjie's and landed on her exposed, proud peaks, even as the deputy director, she instinctively pulled the blanket up to cover her chest.

But in doing so, she forgot that she was completely naked, and the moment she pulled the blanket, her snow-white, round legs and the most enticing part of her body were completely exposed to the air.

Xia Yunjie felt his breath catch. Instead of the lush, fertile grass he expected, he saw a smooth, white expanse. Although he knew he should look away, his eyes seemed to be glued to the smooth, white skin.

As Qin Lan pulled the blanket, she felt a chill and realized the situation, quickly pulling the blanket down to cover herself completely.

Although Xia Yunjie was a young man with strong desires, he was not an ordinary person. As Qin Lan's body was completely covered by the blanket, the heat in his body cooled, and his mind cleared instantly.

"I didn't take off your clothes," Xia Yunjie explained awkwardly as he regained his composure.

"If it wasn't you, then who...?" Qin Lan's last word, "me," didn't come out as she suddenly remembered her habit of sleeping naked and was taken aback.