To maintain his Purple Mansion Eighth Level Cultivation, he needed a constant supply of fresh Demon Souls and Demon Blood to nourish and strengthen his Demon Essence.

’Fortunately, this Fake Pill isn’t picky about the tier of the Demon Beast. It only requires quantity, not quality. Anything from a Qi Cultivation Demon Beast to a Purple Mansion one will suffice!’

After briefly regulating his breath, he expelled the Poisonous Toad Demon Pill, and the aura around Qin Xuan suddenly diminished.

’Time to try the Poison Blood Centipede Demon Pill.’

Qin Xuan flipped his palm, taking out another blood-red Demon Pill, fiery as a flame and also at Tier Three Peak.

He was just about to press on and perform the initial Refinement on this Fire Attribute Poison Pill, to condense another Fake Pill as a hidden trump card.

However, just as he began to circulate his Five Poison True Essence, a gentle voice penetrated the Restriction of his private chamber.

"Nephew Qin, are you in your residence? I, Gao Fengliang, have chanced upon a wonderful gift and have come to pay you a visit."

’A wonderful gift... Don’t tell me it’s another Female Cultivator?’

Qin Xuan halted the process of refining the Demon Pill. With a sweep of his sleeve, he put away the Red Armor Poison Blood Centipede Demon Pill with a broad smile, straightened his robes, and rose to open the stone door of his chamber.

Outside the door stood Gao Fengliang, Director of the Reincarnation Department, his hands clasped behind his back.

And behind him, a young man at the Qi Cultivation Sixth Layer followed closely in his footsteps.

Qin Xuan’s gaze swept past Gao Fengliang. Seeing that the person with him was a male cultivator, he couldn’t help but feel disappointed.

"Master Gao, you’re too kind. My Huaizhong Altar has no shortage of servants. This little fellow..."

Wait. Just as Qin Xuan was about to refuse, he glanced over subconsciously.

When his gaze landed on the young man’s face, he froze, a flash of astonishment in his eyes!

The young man was about seventeen or eighteen years old, tall and slender, his face still holding a touch of youthful immaturity.

But those slightly gloomy eyes, and his overall profile and bearing...

"Master Wen Xiang?!"

Qin Xuan blurted out the name, but immediately dismissed the thought.

’No, that old fossil Wen Shichu wasn’t this young...’

Although the young man before him bore a striking resemblance to the former Incense Master of the Plague Bone Altar, Wen Shichu, he was clearly far too young.

’Could he be the result of one of Wen Shichu’s dalliances?’

’But why give Wen Shichu’s bastard to me? He’s useless!’

Gao Fengliang took in Qin Xuan’s reaction with a chuckle. He stepped aside to reveal the young man and explained, "Junior Brother Qin, you have a keen eye. But you’re only half wrong. This child is not Wen Shichu, and yet, one could say he is."

"This is the reincarnated body of Wen Shichu, Incense Master of the Plague Bone Altar. He was guided back by the Sect’s Reincarnation Secret Technique, and a portion of his Innate Wisdom has been awakened. All told, this is his third life."

The young man stepped forward and bowed respectfully to Qin Xuan, his voice still holding a youthful clarity. "Disciple Wen Qichu greets Master Qin. In my past life, I was fortunate enough to receive the Altar Master’s constant guidance, and I have etched it into my heart."

’Third life... Wen Qichu?’

Qin Xuan stared at the both familiar and strange Wen Shichu before him, feeling a bit dazed and overcome with a sigh of emotion.

’To think that in just a few short decades, the man had already been through Reincarnation, having died twice.’

’Immortality is illusory, and Reincarnation is merciless.’

’This path of Cultivation... things change as quickly as clouds in the sky. Interesting, truly interesting!’

Qin Xuan collected his thoughts and nodded slightly. "Wen... Young friend, there’s no need for such ceremony. The affairs of your past life are now smoke in the wind. Since you have returned to the Holy Sect, this is a new beginning."

Looking at this Wen Qichu, with his meager Qi Cultivation Sixth Layer Cultivation and utterly deferential attitude, Qin Xuan couldn’t help but recall the man’s former arrogance as the Incense Master of the Plague Bone Altar. An indescribable feeling of satisfaction welled up from deep within him.

The boy, Wen Shichu’s reincarnation, looked emotional. With a THUD, he fell to his knees, his voice trembling slightly.

"Master Qin, I wonder if Your Excellency would be willing to take this junior as your disciple once more in this lifetime? I swear I will serve you faithfully, assisting Your Excellency with all my heart and soul, without a single word of complaint!"

Qin Xuan froze, glancing at Gao Fengliang in surprise.

Gao Fengliang just gave a mysterious smile.

Qin Xuan understood immediately.

’Old Gao really is something else. He even went to the trouble of tampering with Wen Shichu’s partial memories, making the boy firmly believe that I was his benevolent guide and master in his past life.’

A gentle smile appeared on Qin Xuan’s face. He raised his hand in a gesture to help him up. "Qichu, there is no need for such ceremony. Now that you have entered my Huaizhong Altar, we are all one family. The matters of your past life are but an illusion; there is no need to speak of them again."

"A teacher for a day is a teacher for a lifetime. Since you have called me ’Master,’ I will naturally look after you."

Qin Xuan deliberately emphasized the word "Master," observing Wen Qichu’s reaction.

He saw nothing but pure awe and gratitude in the young man’s eyes, not the slightest hint of doubt. Clearly, whatever Gao Fengliang had done, it had been thorough.

"Master Qin, since you’ve been reunited with your beloved disciple’s reincarnation, I won’t disturb your reunion. I shall take my leave."

"Take care, Master Gao." Qin Xuan saw Gao Fengliang off.

Seeing the naive, clear-eyed young man before him, who bore a strong resemblance to the Plague Gu Daoist of his past life, Qin Xuan couldn’t help but roar with laughter in his heart.

’Lao Wen, oh, Lao Wen, you finally have a day where you’ve fallen into my hands!’

HAHAHA!

As if after deep consideration.

Qin Xuan solemnly took out a Blank Jade Scroll, pressed it to his forehead, and imprinted the altered Bone Marrow Transformation Jade Technique into it.

"My disciple, your Cultivation is still shallow. Your most urgent task is to improve your strength as quickly as possible."

Qin Xuan handed the Jade Scroll to Wen Qichu, his tone earnest and his expression solemn as he said:

"This is a secret technique of my Huaizhong Altar, a Mystic-tier Top Grade Cultivation Technique called the Bone Marrow Transformation Jade Technique. It cannot be practiced lightly by those lacking a resolute will and abundant resources."

"Although the cultivation process is somewhat difficult, it is an excellent Dharma Gate for laying a solid foundation and rapidly increasing your Cultivation. You must practice it diligently and not disappoint your master’s expectations."

"Thank you, Master!"

The young man was overjoyed. He took the Jade Scroll and once again fell to his knees, kowtowing with loud THUDS.

Looking at the reverent young man before him, Qin Xuan felt a smug, triumphant thrill, the sweet taste of vengeance fulfilled.

’If this were the original Bone Marrow Transformation Jade Technique, it would indeed be of great benefit to Wen Qichu.’

’But with the version I’ve altered, the deeper he cultivates, the more of his own Essence it will consume, and the more likely it is to leave hidden injuries.’

’By the time he cultivates it to the end, it will live up to its name: drawing out his marrow and turning it to jade.’

’He’ll become a top-tier Magical Treasure!’