“Oh dear!”

Qian Duoduo quickly closed his eyes, not even daring to imagine what it was.

However, a heavy punch landed on Qian Duoduo’s chin, and before he could react, he was sent flying into the air.

In mid-air, Qian Duoduo opened his eyes and saw Zeng Zifang sparsely dressed, with a blue silk ribbon covering her private parts.

Her body and the ribbon were covered in water droplets; she had clearly just emerged from the water.

Her face full of anger, she threw another punch at Qian Duoduo from a distance.

Qian Duoduo’s stomach immediately felt as if it had been struck by a heavy hammer, and he was in so much pain he almost vomited.

“Don’t make a sound, and don’t spit out a single drop of saliva.”

Zeng Zifang ordered viciously, then landed a third punch on Qian Duoduo’s head.

“Why are you hitting me?”

Although her blows were fierce, Qian Duoduo knew she didn’t intend to kill him.

As a Golden Core cultivator, if she truly wanted Qian Duoduo’s life, she wouldn’t need a second strike.

“Hitting you? Did I hit you? Who saw me hit you? Where did I hit you?”

Zeng Zifang landed a fourth punch on Qian Duoduo’s back.

Seeing Qian Duoduo gasp in pain, she threatened him.

“If you dare to spit out a single drop of saliva, I’ll make you drink a bucket of this old woman’s bathwater.”

At this moment, the Spiritual Mist dispersed a little, and Qian Duoduo could finally see his surroundings clearly.

Zeng Zifang’s Immortal Cave was a Spiritual Spring.

Spirit Liquid gushed out from the mountain cave, forming a Spiritual Spring pool among the spiritual bamboo.

The Spiritual Qi in the Spiritual Spring pool was extremely dense; even an idiot soaking in it for a long time would definitely achieve Foundation Establishment.

Qian Duoduo thought to himself, “Drinking this bathwater would surely taste good, and it could also improve my cultivation.”

But this thought could only churn in his mind; not only could Qian Duoduo not speak, but he also had to show an extremely pained expression.

After Zeng Zifang had continuously beaten Qian Duoduo nine times, her anger had mostly subsided. With a wave of her hand, Qian Duoduo returned to his original spot, while she leaned back and soaked in the Spiritual Spring pool again.

Enduring her beating was not without benefits.

Firstly, it allowed her to vent her anger, and secondly, it further dispelled her suspicions about Qian Duoduo’s identity.

“Speak, what advice do you need me to give you?”

After venting her anger, Zeng Zifang’s face transformed from winter to spring.

Her skin was extremely fair, and as she soaked in the clear Spiritual Spring, against the backdrop of the verdant spiritual bamboo, she was like a sharp blade that killed without shedding blood.

Qian Duoduo bit the tip of his tongue to keep himself awake, lest he fall headfirst into the Spiritual Spring.

“I can’t afford to host the entire sect’s Treasure Appraisal Conference; I don’t have the financial resources, nor do I have those Magic Treasures.”

“You should tell that to Ancestor Zeng, and you should ask Grand Elder Teng to handle this matter.”

Zeng Zifang gently stirred the Spiritual Spring.

“As an Inner Sect Disciple who just arrived in the sect, how could I be qualified to accept a task from the Old Ancestor? I feel that although Ancestor Zeng gave me this order, he was actually speaking to you, Grand Elder, and in fact, he was speaking to Nose Peak.”

Zeng Zifang blinked her eyes and smiled slightly.

“Nose Peak hosting the Appraisal Fair was originally your idea, Grand Elder, and it was only with your intervention that the situation was stabilized.”

“The Disciples within the peak benefited immensely from it, and the other seven peaks looked on with envy, wanting to learn but unable to, and too embarrassed to ask the Grand Elder. If this continues, Nose Peak will surely be jointly suppressed by the other seven peaks, and the Grand Elder will also be slandered for being too outstanding.”

“Isn’t there that saying, ‘A tree that stands out in the forest will be destroyed by the wind.’ Ancestor Zeng is your grandfather, Grand Elder. He saw all of this clearly and naturally couldn’t let the Grand Elder suffer a loss. That’s why he arranged the entire sect’s Treasure Appraisal Conference accordingly.”

Qian Duoduo carefully watched Zeng Zifang’s expression, speaking slowly.