Chapter 185: Chapter 183: Continue Expanding The Demonic Sects’ Business (Part 1)

Sean Lockwood looked down and saw that she was filthy... Being something of a neat freak, he instinctively dropped her on the ground.

Jocelyn Grant grimaced in pain, but since she was still pretending to be unconscious, she lay on the ground without moving or waking up.

’What kind of man has no chivalry at all, just dropping me on the ground like that?’

’All the men I’ve ever met would be beside themselves with pity the moment I cried in front of them. The trick has never failed. Yet today, someone just tossed me onto the ground.’ Jocelyn Grant’s impression of him had soured considerably.

’Is there something wrong with this man’s eyes? He can’t be blind like that Demon Cultivator who’s always with Celeste Grant, can he?’

Just as she was thinking this, she heard him speak.

"What a stench."

Jocelyn Grant’s expression stiffened, her feigned unconsciousness almost breaking.

’He actually said I stink.’

Sean Lockwood frowned slightly and added, "The smell is a bit too strong. How long has it been since this female cultivator bathed? It feels like she just crawled out of a cesspit."

Jocelyn Grant practically coughed up blood.

This time, it was from pure rage.

But even after coughing up blood, she didn’t "wake up."

Hearing his words, Jocelyn Grant finally remembered. Before being teleported here, she had been soaking in a pool of bloody water filled with dead snakes as thick as bowls.

She was currently covered in a heavy, foul, fishy stench.

At this thought, Jocelyn Grant’s face turned pale. Always so proud, she felt utterly mortified.

Sean Lockwood brought his fingers together and cast a Cleaning Technique on her.

But seeing her clean wasn’t enough; he still felt the odor lingered in the air.

With a wave of his hand, the air here finally returned to normal.

"Much better."

He glanced at the person on the ground.

He walked over, picked her up, and headed into The Maplewood, where a courtyard residence was located.

That was his home in the Primal Heaven Sect. Since he preferred quiet, he always lived here alone, undisturbed.

He was the Junior Martial Uncle of Redleaf Peak in the Primal Heaven Sect. Due to his high seniority, the sect’s disciples wouldn’t disturb him unless it was important.

Jocelyn Grant used magic to put herself into a deep sleep. Since she was faking it, she couldn’t let anyone see through her act. Thus, by the time she "awoke," two days had already passed.

"Why isn’t she awake yet?"

Sensing his impatience, Jocelyn Grant seethed inwardly.

’This man has no patience whatsoever.’ 𝑓𝑟ℯ𝘦𝓌𝘦𝘣𝑛𝑜𝓋𝑒𝓁.𝑐ℴ𝓂

Seizing the opportunity, she opened her eyes.

"Where is this?"

The male cultivator standing by her bed glanced at her and said, "Redleaf Peak of the Primal Heaven Sect."

Seeing that she was awake, Sean Lockwood said, "Since you’re awake, you should leave."

Jocelyn Grant was not about to do that.

’Leave? How could I possibly leave? I have to stay.’

With this in mind, Jocelyn Grant sat up and grabbed his sleeve.

"It’s... it’s you. How long was I unconscious?"

She wore a frail expression.

Sean Lockwood, standing by the bed, glanced at her and replied, "Not long. Only two days."

Jocelyn Grant said, "I was asleep for that long?"

Her injuries were mostly healed, and the broken bones in her body had already mended. Now, she just needed to cultivate for a while longer to fully recover.

Her main issue now was some instability in her Divine Soul.

Thinking of her unstable Divine Soul made her think of that damned Celeste Grant.

’That jinx, Celeste Grant. This is all her fault. If it weren’t for her, how could I have been struck by lightning for no reason and ended up with an unstable Divine Soul?’

Jocelyn Grant could feel the residual medicinal power of a Sixth-grade Healing Pill in her body. ’To be able to casually use such a valuable Elixir Pill, his status in the Primal Heaven Sect must be quite high.’

"Thank you for saving me, Senior Brother."

As she spoke, she tried to stand up, then feigned dizziness and staggered, falling in his direction.

Sean Lockwood reached out and caught her.

Jocelyn Grant’s entire body leaned against him.

"Your Divine Soul is unstable. You should be more careful."

Jocelyn Grant seized the moment and grabbed his hand. "My head hurts so much..."

She said this while looking up at him, the very picture of fragility.

She said, "Senior Brother of the Primal Heaven Sect... my injuries haven’t healed yet. Could I possibly stay for a while?"

He frowned slightly.

’He didn’t allow outsiders to stay here.’

"I’m begging you, Senior Brother~ Can you please let me stay? I have nowhere else to go right now. Don’t worry, I won’t cause you any trouble."

When he didn’t answer, Jocelyn Grant’s tears began to fall. "I don’t mean to make things difficult for you, Senior Brother... I’m just afraid that if I leave before I’m healed, I’ll run into my enemies."

At this moment, Sean Lockwood’s hand was still around her waist.

’How strange. My hand touching her actually feels... comfortable. The Spiritual Power from this female cultivator’s body seems to complement the Spiritual Energy in my own. What’s going on? I have to figure this out.’

Thinking of this, Sean Lockwood said, "Since you have nowhere to go, you can stay here for the time being."

Jocelyn Grant was delighted.

"Thank you, Senior Brother."

He frowned slightly.

"You don’t have to call me that."

"Senior Brother~"

Her voice was soft and sweet.

’Damn it.’ Sean Lockwood stared at her.

’Just what is the deal with this female cultivator? I feel my body reacting to her uncontrollably... There are so many female cultivators in the Primal Heaven Sect, but I’ve never felt this way about any of them.’

"Fine. Whatever you want."

"You’re so kind, Senior Brother."

Jocelyn Grant lowered her head, a calculating glint in her eyes.

In truth, it wasn’t just Sean Lockwood who felt this way. Jocelyn Grant could also sense that the Spiritual Energy from his body was drawn to her.

Watching the Spiritual Energy swirl around her, she grew thoughtful. ’There can only be one explanation. This man has a Pure Yang Body?’

Jocelyn Grant had a special constitution suitable for practicing dual cultivation. The Yin Yang Dual Cultivation Technique she secretly practiced came from The Elysian Sect. If she could find a male cultivator with a Pure Yang Body to cultivate with, her own Cultivation would advance by leaps and bounds.

Her face flushed with excitement at the thought.

’Does he really have a Pure Yang Body? I have to test it.’

"Senior Brother, why is your Spiritual Energy coming over to me... It feels so strange."

She said, tilting her head back to look at him.

"~I feel a little hot."

She took his hand and pressed it against her own cheek.

"How odd... I feel like I really like your Spiritual Energy, Senior Brother."

’Just as I thought.’ She could feel his Spiritual Power coiling around her.

At that moment, Jocelyn Grant was certain: this male cultivator had a Pure Yang Body.

Sean Lockwood looked at her, a flicker of something unreadable in his eyes.

’A Pure Yin Constitution? My master told me my constitution was special. Only by becoming Taoist Companions with a female cultivator who had a Pure Yin Constitution could I overcome the bottleneck in my Cultivation. Otherwise, I’ll be stuck at the Golden Core Stage for the rest of my life.’

He looked at Jocelyn Grant.

"Do you have a Pure Yin Constitution?"

Jocelyn Grant pushed him away as if startled.

"I... I don’t."

He knew she was afraid of others finding out, so he didn’t press the matter. Instead, he said, "If you have nowhere else to go, have you considered joining the Primal Heaven Sect?"

Jocelyn Grant’s eyes lit up.

"Really? I’d love to."

Sean Lockwood looked at her.

"Get some rest."

With that, he turned and left.

He needed to tell his master about this and ask for his opinion.

After Sean Lockwood returned to the main hall of Redleaf Peak and told his master what had happened, the man patted his shoulder.

"Let her stay for now! As your master, I will take her as my disciple, making her your junior martial sister. Regardless of her past identity, her constitution is a good thing for you."

Sean Lockwood bowed his head slightly.

"I understand, Master."

’The Pure Yin Constitution... he was determined to have it.’

Celeste Grant was still unaware that Jocelyn Grant had ended up at the Primal Heaven Sect.

She was currently busy expanding The Demonic Sects’ business operations and making money.

「Half a month later.」

Her star employee, Elder Lawson, and the others had already finished implementing her proposed ideas.