Chapter 4

Yang Guo and Xiaolongnü stood by the classroom door. They didn't have any particularly powerful martial arts manuals, but the jade bee jelly and jade bee needles were indeed valuable items, and it wouldn't hurt to get more of them.

"Xiao Yang, do you still have any of that jade bee jelly? And those jade bee needles from your wife, give me about ten or so. I'll use them for embroidery... ah, no! I can't learn from Dongfang Bubai... I'll use them to pick my teeth!"

Just now, did this senior take the jade bee jelly?!

Yang Guo was even more shocked. Could this be the legendary ability to move objects from a distance? What level of cultivation has this senior reached? It's beyond what he could even imagine.

And the way this person spoke was quite peculiar. He could understand it, but he had never spoken like that before. The jade bee needles were a highly toxic hidden weapon, as famous as Li Mochou's Ice Soul Silver Needles. This senior actually claimed to want to use them to pick his teeth? Who is Dongfang Bubai, anyway? He had never heard of him...

In short, this person was unfathomably profound!

Since the senior has given instructions, it's an honor that he values these small items.

Yang Guo quickly asked Xiaolongnü for a few more bottles of jade bee jelly and several jade bee needles, and respectfully held them out, waiting for the senior to take them.

"Yang Guo has sent you four bottles of jade bee jelly and seven jade bee needles. Do you want to receive them?"

Hao Xue smiled broadly and clicked "Receive." In no time, he had a pile of treasures in his hands.

The jade bee needles were fine for self-defense, but the jade bee jelly was truly a good thing!

Think about it, Xiaolongnü was trapped in the bottom of the Absolute Affection Valley for sixteen years, yet her skin remained as white as snow and her beauty as fresh as ever. The jade bee jelly played a significant role in this.

Using this to charm women... it was practically a heaven-defying weapon!

No woman would ignore her appearance. Just look at how those shoddy beauty salons make a fortune.

With the jade bee jelly in hand, Hao Xue felt that his future happiness was secure, and he was naturally in high spirits.

"Xiao Yang, I'll be off first. If there's anything in the future, I'll come back to find you!"

Hao Xue shamelessly played the role of a senior, even using the term "old man," which was just a joke among roommates in the dorm, no one took it seriously.

But Yang Guo trembled, his face showing fear.

In legend, those with extremely high cultivation could maintain their youthful appearance, like the True Man of Complete Perfection, who looked like he was in his thirties even at the age of fifty-eight, appearing younger than his junior, Zhou Botong.

This senior seemed even more advanced. His voice was that of a young man not much older than himself. Could he have reached the stage of "rejuvenation"?

Truly terrifying and awe-inspiring!

"Senior, I have overstepped! Today, thanks to your guidance, I avoided a disaster. I will repay your great kindness later! May I ask... how should I address you?"

"Hmm... it's a small matter. Call me Red Scarf!"

Senior Hong Lingjin? How is he related to the former leader of the Beggar Sect, Hong Qigong? He must be an elder of Hong Qigong's.

After all, this person's cultivation was heaven-defying, and he must be well over a hundred years old. Meeting him today was truly a rare blessing...

Hao Xue chuckled, about to hang up, but then remembered something and asked casually:

"How did you deal with that scoundrel Yin Zhiping? Can he still take care of himself?"

This...

Mentioning this person, Yang Guo's anger flared up, and he said resentfully, "That stinking Taoist ran fast. I was worried about my aunt, so I didn't catch him. He escaped into the Chongyang Palace!"

Oh?

Hearing that Yin Zhiping had escaped unscathed, Hao Xue was unhappy. In the original story, although Yin Zhiping was eventually killed by Xiaolongnü, it still didn't satisfy his thirst for revenge!

"I'll take care of this. I won't let that scoundrel Yin Zhiping off the hook!"

Leaving this message, Hao Xue ended the call, leaving Yang Guo and Xiaolongnü in shock again.

Now that Yin Zhiping was already in the Chongyang Palace, how could they find him?

Could this senior really invade the Complete Perfection Sect? Even his godfather, Ouyang Feng, didn't have that kind of power...

But Hao Xue quickly found a contact in his phone.

"Qiu Chuji, Chongyang Palace, meditating."

Although the leader of the Complete Perfection Sect was still Ma Yu, he was getting old and focused more on cultivation, leaving most of the sect's affairs to Qiu Chuji.

Hao Xue sneered and called Qiu Chuji.

Dialing... dialing...

The call connected, and Hao Xue said calmly, "Living in a humble hut for decades, with disheveled hair, walking like a madman. Under the hibiscus pavilion, the Chongyang Master, in the lotus boat, the Great Immortal."

Who is this?

Qiu Chuji was suddenly startled, drawing his sword.

In the Chongyang Palace, someone could approach him without his notice. This was a terrifying intrusion, and the recited poem was from the Chongyang Master himself.

He quickly scanned the room, but found no one.

"Old Qiu, stop looking, you won't find me!"

Hao Xue's voice was steady. He was in the Return to Heaven Tower in 21st-century China, and even Wang Chongyang couldn't find him.

Qiu Chuji took a deep breath, his gaze serious, and looked around the empty room again. "Who are you? With such formidable cultivation, why don't you show yourself?"

"Not now. I have something to discuss with you, Old Qiu."

"What is it?"

Qiu Chuji was uneasy. With his brothers not all present, they couldn't form the powerful Big Dipper Formation. How could they deal with such a formidable enemy?

Hao Xue coldly said, "Your disciple Yin Zhiping just attempted to assault Xiaolongnü of the Ancient Tomb Sect in the back of Zhongnan Mountain. I want to know, does the Complete Perfection Sect no longer prohibit lust?"

His voice grew stern, as if scolding a famous expert of the Complete Perfection Sect.

Qiu Chuji frowned. "Is this true? How do you know?"

Hao Xue didn't elaborate, believing Qiu Chuji's hatred of evil would lead him to investigate Yin Zhiping.

"Old Qiu, the Big Dipper Formation is short of people. You should find a way to compensate. Perhaps it doesn't necessarily need seven people to work."

This idea was actually from the later records in "The Return of the Condor Heroes," where the remaining elders of the Complete Perfection Sect developed a method called "Seven Stars Gathering," which didn't require exactly seven people. Hao Xue decided to tell Qiu Chuji this in advance, believing they would understand sooner.

After hanging up, Qiu Chuji was stunned, feeling he had grasped something important but couldn't quite figure it out.

The caller seemed to have left without alerting the Chongyang Palace's defenses, something even Guo Jing couldn't do!

For Hao Xue, it was just a matter of a phone call. He returned to reality, chuckling as he left the bathroom. Now, Yin Zhiping's days would be tough.

If Qiu Chuji doesn't take care of it, I'll call Ma Yu!

"Number 14, Hao Xue, are you there?"

Just out of the bathroom, he heard an impatient voice, as if he had been called several times.

"I'm here, I'm here!"

Hao Xue remembered he was still at the Return to Heaven Pharmaceutical interview. The call had taken so long that it was already his turn. He quickly ran over and entered the glass door, greeted by admiring looks from the crowd.

This guy is impressive, even missing the interview. Did he have a stomachache?

Upon entering, he faced four interviewers, all sitting formally, their gazes fixed on the latecomer who had been called three times.

Kid, do you think this is a visit to the thatched cottage? For a fresh graduate to be so arrogant at Return to Heaven Pharmaceutical is unprecedented!

Hao Xue, having studied interview techniques, tried to calm down. He scanned the room from left to right, smiling appropriately, not lingering too long on any one interviewer.

He couldn't favor one over the others. The interview guide emphasized not focusing too much on a single interviewer. Hao Xue agreed, and after a quick scan, he had a general impression of each.

First on the left, a man.

Second, wearing glasses.

Third, a bit thin.

Fourth... oval face, fair skin, short hair, well-dressed in a professional suit, slender waist, around thirty, exuding a mature woman's charm. The only flaw was her small chest, about the size of an egg...

To be precise, a fried egg.

Why were the first three so vague? Hao Xue thought it was just a matter of space.

"Please introduce yourself."

Hao Xue was now very relaxed. Whether he joined Return to Heaven Pharmaceutical suddenly didn't seem as important.

With the magical phone and the supernatural contact list, just making a living was too low a standard.

"Hao Xue, 22 years old, graduated from the Traditional Chinese Medicine program at Huaxia Medical University, with a bachelor's degree. My thesis focused on the clinical application of acupuncture..."

Because he was relaxed, Hao Xue didn't avoid looking at the interviewers' expressions. He saw the four interviewers frown when he mentioned Huaxia Medical University, and two of them shook their heads and put down their materials when he mentioned Traditional Chinese Medicine and acupuncture.

Among the remaining two was the flat-chested female interviewer. She hesitated, not entirely satisfied.

A second-tier university, a niche major, an unreliable direction...

However, Hao Xue's calm demeanor impressed her. Not every fresh graduate could maintain such composure in a world-class company's interview. This made her value him and decide to give him another chance.

"Tell us, if you could freely choose a project direction, what type of drug development would you prefer?"

This question tested his sensitivity to the pharmaceutical market and his professional inclinations. It seemed simple but revealed a lot.

Project direction...

Hao Xue touched the jade bee jelly in his pocket, and an idea came to him. He blurted out:

"Beauty products."