[Urban Fantasy] Lure the Flower to Sleep (Complete) - 5

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Volume 2, Chapter 5, Fragrant Charm (Part 2)
Wanjuan Bookstore Update Time: 9-22 4:50:49 Word Count: 3251

When he stored away the gems, the black dagger, and the game helmet, it was already dusk. The red setting sun stretched people's shadows long, and the flow of people returning home crowded the wide streets. More and more beautiful women appeared on the street; they were a major part of Paradise. If Paradise lost its beauties, the scenery would be much dimmer.
"Captain, we've sold our lives to you, so shouldn't you feed us?" The one speaking was, of course, Hou Ci with a sly grin. King Kong didn't say anything, but he must be hungry, staring blankly at the restaurant.
"I should buy two beauties as sex slaves, but definitely not like you guys!" Wang Xiaoyin lamented his bad choice of friends, still heading towards the bank. He randomly pulled out a card from his white cartoon wallet and withdrew 90,000 coral coins. "I can't hold all of that, 30,000 each, as pocket money." The
largest denomination of coral coins is 1,000 yuan, and the exchange rate is similar to that of the US dollar, although the US dollar is still the common currency in the international market.
"Wow, so much money! I bet Boss is some rich kid, otherwise where would he get so much money!" Hou Ci's address changed as soon as he got the money, now calling him Boss affectionately.
"Here are a few more gems for you. Are you going to call me 'Master' now?" Wang Xiaoyin smiled, but felt a little annoyed. He raised his left hand to look at the black ring on his pinky finger, the only clue to his past. It was very likely that he had been an orphan for a long time.
"Uh, not impossible! As long as there's enough money..."
"..." What a spineless guy!
After the three of them reported to the Sky Shield Bodyguard Company, they slipped out again. It was late at night, but Paradise City was bustling with activity.
Many scantily clad women were partying on the streets, their snow-white, high breasts half-exposed. The night breeze blew, revealing the underwear of many of the beauties. Some had melodious voices, and some had fiery dance moves. Those who didn't know better would think they were street performers, but tourists familiar with Paradise City knew that they were just prostitutes soliciting customers, and not just any prostitutes, but unlicensed and unhealthy ones.
Hou Ci cheered and whistled wildly from time to time. In his excitement, he even used his incredible speed to secretly slip his hand under the skirts of beautiful women.
Jin Gang, seeing so many half-naked beauties, was both shy and curious, but utterly despised Hou Ci's behavior, quietly admonishing him several times.
It wasn't until Wang Xiaoyin whistled and slowly uttered the two-word mantra—AIDS—that he became a drooling, obedient man, almost having the words "Holy Monk" tattooed on his forehead to correct his behavior.
Located in the south of the city, Wang Xiaoyin wasn't very familiar with the area, so he chose a relatively large bar to enter.
Kongkong Bar.
It wasn't empty at all; on the contrary, it was quite crowded.
Wang Xiaoyin and Hou Ci quickly understood the ultimate meaning of "Kongkong"—the beautiful bodies of the hostesses inside were incredibly empty, with only three leaves covering their three points, and their feet were clad in flesh-colored short socks stuffed with small denomination bills. King Kong, surprisingly insightful, casually remarked, "Form is emptiness, emptiness is form. A fine name!" Both men looked at him with newfound respect. Just as they were about to praise him, he revealed his secret: "My master only mentioned these two sentences when teaching me martial arts, and solemnly told me to abstain from lust. Even if I couldn't abstain, I could only be lustful towards my wife!"
"Your wife is in a mountain village! So why are you here?" Hou Ci looked at him like he was a eunuch. "You didn't just come here to drink, did you?"
"Hehe, you guessed right. I only drink!" King Kong grinned, revealing two rows of large, white teeth.
"Tasteless!"
Wang Xiaoyin didn't frequent bars, nor did he often seek out bar girls for his needs. Besides the significant health risks of messing around outside, he didn't have any truly desirable women. Like a garden owner who wouldn't let his rare and beautiful flowers wither and die to tend to the wild grass of a vast grassland. So…
he brought them here mainly because he had promised Hou Ci to indulge in his "nighttime strolls."
The enthusiastic hostesses greeted the new customer with seductive smiles. Even when not grinning lewdly, Hou Ci possessed an exceptional appearance and undeniable charm. King Kong, with his well-developed muscles resembling a bodybuilder, held a fatal attraction for some lustful women. As for Wang Xiaoyin… the dozen or so women who approached simultaneously surrounded the blue-haired boy, much to Hou Ci's chagrin!
Wang Xiaoyin refused the free services of the dozen or so alluring women, finally allowing Hou Ci to find two pleasing beauties. After a few flirtatious words, he eagerly lured them into a private room.
"What a beast!" King Kong muttered, gulping down vodka while glaring contemptuously at Hou Ci's lewd back.
Wang Xiaoyin, with a beautiful woman reluctant to leave his arms, said to Jin Gang, "Jin Gang, we need to learn to look at Comrade Hou Ci from a dialectical perspective. Even if he's a beast, he's a kind beast. We should care for him and protect him."
The beautiful woman in Wang Xiaoyin's arms, clinging to his neck coquettishly, giggled, "How do you know he's a kind beast?"
"Because he's with us. So, he must be a kind beast."
Jin Gang had just finished his second bottle of vodka and nodded with a smile, "What the boss says is right. I'll listen to you. From now on, I'll call him a kind beast!"
The beautiful woman protested, "Ugh, that's all nonsense! It's not serious at all!"
"If it's too serious, the beautiful woman will hate it!" Before Wang Xiaoyin finished speaking, his fingers were already twisting and sliding like snakes over her body. The beautiful woman trembled and moaned softly, no longer caring whether it was nonsense or not.
In the restroom, Wang Xiaoyin carefully washed the slippery liquid off his hands, then sighed helplessly at the mirror, "Bored, empty, lonely!"
"Making you feel 'bored, empty, lonely' here, I, as the boss, am truly a failure. Why don't you let me personally serve you, my husband?" A seductive voice rang out behind him.
Wang Xiaoyin was secretly alarmed by the woman's skill; she hadn't even noticed him coming from behind. If she wanted to take his life, it would be a piece of cake! The voice sounded so familiar, and she still said rudely, "Speaking in such an incoherent way, are you out of your mind? I..."
"I missed you..." the woman interrupted Wang Xiaoyin's dissatisfaction, hugging him tightly from behind, "I've lost weight from missing you so much, feel me if you don't believe me!"
Although it was just a very casual, very erotic hug, it sealed off all of Wang Xiaoyin's strength, leaving him without the strength to move. Wang Xiaoyin suddenly remembered who she was—Mi Xiang, the leader of the Taiyin Sect!
He felt a sudden sense of powerlessness, obediently, like a rag doll, following her guidance, his right hand moved upwards to touch her smooth, delicate abdomen, finally reaching that hot, full mound. Wang Xiaoyin's head buzzed; his desire was instantly aroused. She hadn't lost any weight; she was even fuller and softer than a month ago. He was about to vigorously knead and grasp that tender, white flesh when his arm, which was behind his back, reached its limit, forcing him to stop.
"Are you anxious?" Mi Xiang giggled seductively, then suddenly changed her tone, sighing sadly, "Xiang'er has been anxious for over a month. Since leaving you that night, I don't know how much I've missed you."
She gently turned Wang Xiaoyin around, nestling her body into his arms, but her hands still restrained his strength.
Wang Xiaoyin finally saw the woman behind him clearly. Straight, jet-black hair cascaded down to her beautiful hips. She wore only a loose silk nightgown, and through the gap in her back, he could see her entire pale back and high, rounded buttocks. The graceful curves of her body shifted with her intentional or unintentional movements, creating an animation that made men's blood boil.
For the first time, Wang Xiaoyin felt the allure of a woman's body. He wanted to see that incredibly alluring face again, but her tightly clasped arms blocked his view. His gaze lingered once more on her seductive back and buttocks. His lust had reached its peak; his blue hair swayed, and his penis suddenly hardened.
"Ugh, all men are so lecherous! We haven't seen each other in ages, and instead of just talking, they're only thinking about sex!" Mi Xiang spat lightly, pressing her ample breasts even closer to his body, deliberately wriggling and rubbing against him.
Wang Xiaoyin inwardly protested, saying all men are so lecherous. If you hadn't deliberately seduced me, would I be like this? If the women of the Taiyin Sect said men were too lecherous, the sun must have risen in the west today. He was generally easygoing, but his blue hair was now furious, rustling even louder, a strong desire to conquer growing and spreading within him.
"Huh? What did you just say? All men? You have other men?" Wang Xiaoyin suddenly flared up. She had clearly said that she would never seek out other men unless he was killed—this was the rule of the Taiyin Sect, and her promise. How could she deceive him? He felt anger, which suppressed the abnormality within him. He suddenly felt a little strange; when did Mi Xiang occupy such an important place in his heart? If it were any other ordinary woman, she could have as many men as she wanted, and he would simply stop bothering them. There wouldn't be this anger and resentment.
"Heh, seducing men is a woman's nature, especially since I'm a demoness from the Taiyin Sect! Are you jealous?" Mi Xiang raised her head, her alluring eyes radiating a captivating charm. Seeing Wang Xiaoyin's anger, a moment of confusion flashed in her eyes before her seductive gaze returned.
"Jealous?" Wang Xiaoyin found it amusing. When had he ever been jealous? The only time was back at the Illusion Sword Sect. But since turning blue-haired, he had long forgotten what jealousy was. The woman before him, though stunningly beautiful, and having shared a night of pleasure with him, would ultimately kill him. Yes, no matter how she broke her promise, no matter how many men she had… But, but his heart ached, he felt so troubled!
Thinking this, a surge of power, from who knows where, allowed him to break free from Mi Xiang's control and turn to run away.
"Hey, you... come back!" Mi Xiang was stunned at first, unable to believe he could break free from her. Seeing him run far away, she hurriedly chased after him, "You stingy little thing, if you run again I'll kill you!"

Volume 2, Chapter 6, Blue Demon,
Wan Juan Bookstore Update Time: 9-22 4:50:50, Chapter Word Count: 5972.

After venting his lust, Hou Ci was embracing the two sexy beauties, discussing the issue of beasts versus kind beasts with Jin Gang. The beautiful woman who had been playing with Wang Xiaoyin earlier was lazily slumped on the table, looking left and right, anxiously waiting for his return.
"Jin Gang, coming to heaven and not seeking pleasure with beautiful women is really not the behavior of a real man. Who cares if they're beasts or kind beasts? As long as there are beautiful women, I'd be willing to be a monkey." Hou Ci was unwilling to let his friend stay away from beautiful women, and continued to educate and persuade him.
Jin Gang took a sip of XO, complaining it was too weak, and frowned. "You're a monkey, of course you'll be fine! Hey, why isn't the boss back yet? We should go back!"
"Hehe, he must have been too scared to handle this beauty, so he probably slipped out the back door!" Hou Ci wanted to defeat Wang Xiaoyin sexually every moment. So, in front of beautiful women, he wanted to flaunt his masculinity even more.
The two women in his arms remained noncommittal, just chuckling obsequiously. The girl with Wang Xiaoyin was unhappy, retorting with all her might, "No way! He, he's amazing!" This woman, who was used to seeing all sorts of women, was now blushing, showing how excited she was.
"Uh, cough cough, just kidding, don't take it seriously, mm." Hou Ci lewdly glanced at her bare breasts a few times, not arguing with her. It was clear he had deeply mastered the art of womanizing—never arguing with a woman!
Hou Ci looked up and saw Wang Xiaoyin's gloomy face. Thinking he had heard the insults, he quickly used his classic signature smirk and said, "Wow, my dearest boss, you're finally back! I've missed you terribly after just a short separation!"
Jin Gang, who had drunk over ten bottles of strong liquor without feeling nauseous, suddenly felt like vomiting upon hearing Hou Ci's words.
"Alright, I didn't hear what you said earlier." Wang Xiaoyin turned and patted the cheek of the woman accompanying him, handing her two thousand-yuan notes as a tip. "Thanks for your hard work, this is yours!"
The more money given, the more it represented the woman's beauty and status, but this amount was enough to pay for ten women like her for the whole night. She was initially delighted, then hesitated, "Too much. Besides, I said it was free!"
"Hehe, silly girl, why are you acting like an innocent young lady today?" Mi Xiang walked sourly to Wang Xiaoyin's side, snatched the banknotes from his hand, and bent down to stuff them into the socks of one of the hostesses. The loose nightgown couldn't possibly conceal her large, white breasts. The angle at which she bent over allowed Wang Xiaoyin a clear view, revealing the unusually fresh cherries on her pink, snow-capped peaks.
The hostesses hurriedly stood up, whispering, "Master... Boss, why are you out here?"
Mi Xiang smiled sweetly, pressing her entire body against Wang Xiaoyin, saying, "It's all for this little devil!"
Hou Ci drooled like a nursing child, staring blankly at the alluring woman before him, at every inch of her exposed skin. Her fair, lustrous skin, even in the dim light, exuded a deadly allure; just looking at an inch of her skin could drive a man mad. He felt that Mi Xiang was not an ordinary woman, but rather a legendary fairy.
Even the Buddhist disciple, Jin Gang, was stunned, completely unaware that he had overturned his wine glass, spilling wine all over himself.
At this moment, the entire bar fell silent. The jealous gazes of the women and the burning lust of the men created a strange atmosphere, eerily quiet. Many men come to the Empty Bar not just for the pretty bar girls, but also to catch a glimpse of Mi Xiang's beauty. Today, they've even seen her in her bare nightgown, a sight that will make many men's blood boil for years to come.
Mi Xiang also realized she'd been too impulsive. She glared at Wang Xiaoyin and said lightly, "I'll let it go today. Hehe, you can't escape."
She then turned and left.
Wang Xiaoyin paused for a moment, then threw a few coral coins on the table, paid for his drinks, and left without looking back. Jin Gang also woke up, dragging the wooden-like Hou Ci along, and chased after Wang Xiaoyin.
"A hallucination, it must be a hallucination!" Hou Ci shook his head desperately, circulating his inner energy. His previously listless aura suddenly surged, as if he had become a different person, and he slowly fell from the air. But this dignified and righteous image didn't last three seconds before he reverted to his original form, becoming a drooling pig-like figure.
Jin Gang thought he was seeing things, rubbed his eyes, and sure enough, Hou Ci was still the same lecherous Hou Ci. He secretly prayed that Buddha hadn't suddenly turned the beast into a saint.
"Boss, was that woman your wife?"
"No!"
"Your mistress?"
"No!" "
Hahahaha, so I still have a chance to compete?"
"If you're not afraid of death, then go ahead and compete!"
"Why do I have to be afraid of death? Are you afraid you can't win and want to assassinate me?" Hou Ci was overconfident and temporarily forgot who he was talking to.
"Then let me ask you, what will happen if a normal man and a woman from the Taiyin Sect frequently have sex?" Wang Xiaoyin stopped and stared at the lecherous Hou Ci.
"Impotence, extreme impotence!" Hou Ci answered without thinking.
"What if you find a leader of the Taiyin Sect?"
"You'll die without a burial place!" Suddenly, his face turned pale, and he fell silent.
"Weren't those two hostesses pretty good? Was someone struggling? Haha, I often hear some slut say, 'To die under a peony is to die a romantic death,' why aren't you saying anything now!" Wang Xiaoyin, seeing Hou Ci's frightened expression, was in high spirits and couldn't help but make sarcastic remarks.
"Hehe, health is the foundation of everything! As long as I'm alive, why worry about not having beautiful women! Losing the whole forest for one tree is such a loss, I, Hou Ci, would never do it. Besides, I just wanted to pounce on her once; maybe she's still a virgin, no harm done, though I might not escape their husband-killing hunt. Sigh, such a perverted cult, no wonder they have so few disciples, their talent is dwindling..."
The peaceful night sky was suddenly shattered by several crisp gunshots, interrupting Hou Ci's cowardly and tasteless rambling.
It's common knowledge that Coral Country prohibits guns, and Paradise City absolutely does.
If you hear gunshots in Paradise City that aren't fired by the police, you're sure to see some drama.
Wang Xiaoyin was annoyed, Hou Ci was depressed, and Jin Gang was bored; upon hearing the gunshots, their eyes lit up.
Li Yun was only 28 years old, still very young, with fair skin, a tall and voluptuous figure, and was a well-known beauty in political circles. To be able to become the mayor of Paradise City at such a young age was unprecedented in Coral Country. Although she had a powerful backer and the support of local forces, the chaotic affairs still overwhelmed her.
While government affairs were numerous, she could always resolve them one by one, but recently, a very small matter had left her at a loss.
She remembered a little over a month ago, during the bloodshed in Paradise City, a blue-haired young man who had coincidentally been involved. Anyone could have played this unfortunate role, but this ordinary character was anything but ordinary. Not only did the bloodshed escalate unexpectedly smoothly, but the young man also mysteriously disappeared.
Although she couldn't figure out the blue-haired youth's background, the fact that the entire Paradise Military Region mobilized all its resources to search for him, along with most of Paradise City's underworld, meant he was definitely not simple.
At the height of the bloodshed, she was busy purging any obstacles. She didn't pay much attention to the news of Lan Yao's assassination attempt on officers from the South City Police Station until he had killed nearly a hundred officers from the original station, at which point she realized something was amiss.
Sure enough, Lan Yao had come knocking on her door. Lan Yao, who had always been a third-rate assassin in the world, was unexpectedly powerful, breaking through Li Yun's security lines each time, twice coming within meters of her. However, Lan Yao had no intention of killing her; he was only after finding the blue-haired youth, Wang Xiaoyin. Each time he left, he threatened, "I won't rest until I find that person!"
Recently, she had requested two ancient martial arts masters from the capital, Thousand Stone City, as bodyguards before she could finally focus on her work. I worked late again tonight, and just as I arrived home, I was attacked. Li Yun was in one car with two bodyguards skilled in ancient martial arts, and behind them was a sedan carrying five ordinary bodyguards from a government department. The observant bodyguards sensed something was wrong and shouted, "It's not Lan Yao, it's another assassin! There's a sniper at 10 o'clock!"
This time, the assassins were professional mercenaries, using the latest firearms and a dedicated sniper. The first shot was aimed at Li Yun, but it missed slightly, hitting the driver in the head. Red and white brain matter splattered all over Li Yun. She suppressed her nausea and crouched low behind the car.
The two martial arts masters, one on each side, protected Li Yun in the middle, focusing their energy and spreading their aura around her to predict the bullet's trajectory. An aura can't stop a bullet, but it can allow one to dodge it with quick movements when it's sensed. The martial arts bodyguards were in a more tragic situation, often relying on their sensitivity to auras to shield their employers from bullets with their own bodies.
The sniper rifle fired, and six gray-clad assassins appeared, unleashing a barrage of fire from a semi-automatic machine gun before throwing several military grenades.
"Get out of the way, grenades!" the bodyguards yelled, scattering in all directions. No sooner had they spoken than several muffled claps echoed, the smooth concrete road exploding into several large craters, sending dust and debris flying everywhere. The two luxury cars, unable to withstand the explosion, followed suit, turning into streaks of fire and joining the ranks of the wrecked.
The moment the grenades exploded, two high-ranking bodyguards, carrying Li Yun, leaped six or seven meters into the air, narrowly escaping death. The ordinary bodyguards and assassins engaged in a fierce battle, seeking cover and firing back.
After the sniper fired his third shot, he inexplicably went silent. Otherwise, the bodyguards would certainly be in grave danger.
The assassins, having missed their first shot and lost three members, and seeing their main sniper out of contact, hastily retreated. The three wounded assassins, while running, seemed to suddenly bump into something, abruptly stopping halfway and exposing themselves to the bodyguards' guns.
The two remaining government bodyguards, seeing this, were overjoyed and opened fire wildly, only to see their targets neatly split in two—a death far beyond what a pistol could achieve.
In their terror, the two men felt a numbness in their hands; their guns had been snatched away, and then everything went black; they lost consciousness. Before collapsing, they seemed to see a flash of blue light.
Four slender blue figures gradually materialized in the air, as if they had appeared suddenly. All four were women, extremely young and alluring, wearing tight-fitting blue ninja outfits that accentuated their slender waists and full breasts and hips. Their exposed necks were as white as jade, and their short blue hair reached only behind their ears. The four women were similar in height, had identical hairstyles, and their faces were shrouded in a misty aura, obscuring their features.
"Mayor Li, you can come out now. Those idiot assassins and snipers have been eliminated. Have you found the person in the photo?" The voice was cool and clear, both gentle and cold—a contradictory voice that only added to the mystery, making one yearn to see the face beneath the mask.
Li Yun was usually very calm, a calmness that frightened her political enemies. But ever since Lan Yao appeared, she felt she had been constantly unlucky and had never gained the upper hand. Today, she was attacked by professional mercenaries with "guns," which infuriated her. Guns were something she had always forbidden, and they were also an important part of her political achievements. If journalists took pictures of her being attacked by guns, it would be a huge problem. Seeing that the assassins had been repelled, she was about to rush back to her room to wash away the blood when she unexpectedly encountered the persistent Lan Yao. Hearing them demand the person from her right away, she immediately roared in anger, "We haven't found him! I haven't seen that person, what right do you have to ask me for him!"
Wang Xiaoyin, Hou Ci, and Jingang had already arrived at the scene and hid in a large willow tree by the roadside. However, seeing that Li Yun was not in mortal danger, and that her two bodyguards were quite skilled in martial arts—even Hou Ci couldn't discern their level—he didn't intend to show himself. Seeing Lan Yao appear, Wang Xiaoyin became anxious, suddenly realizing she hadn't called their instructor, Ito Sachiko, since the incident, and felt extremely guilty.
"Because the government arrested him, if we don't ask you, who do we ask?" The voice was crisp and clear, equally cold, but tinged with frustration and annoyance, even carrying a hint of murderous intent.
Wang Xiaoyin immediately recognized Lan Jiu's voice—the little girl who usually smiled incessantly whenever she saw her. Hearing their annoyance and disappointment in their tone, it was truly remarkable that even a ninja with a calm heart could be so anxious.
"Mayor Li has already said she doesn't know! Why aren't you leaving! If it weren't for your help in repelling the assassins, you wouldn't be leaving alive!" A dark-faced bodyguard beside Li Yun stood up, blocking her path.
Lan Jiu whispered to the girl who had spoken first, "Big sister, let me teach this arrogant bodyguard a lesson. He nearly scared them to death a few days ago, and now another one who's not afraid of being beaten!"
Lan Yi coldly replied, "You're no match for him. His skill has reached level eight; he has the right to be arrogant! If you don't want to get beaten, you'd better stand still."
"He doesn't respect Lan Yao at all! If Master and the instructors find out, they'll be angry! No, I have to regain my dignity!" Before Lan Jiu finished speaking, she leaped towards the dark-faced man.
Lan Yi wanted to take the opportunity to advise her—"If you want dignity, you have to practice your skills properly!" But she remained the same as before, running away before she could finish speaking.
Wang Xiaoyin chuckled maliciously from the shadows, thinking, "Xiao Jiu is still the cutest, that troublemaker who loves to stir up trouble. Hehe, it's been so long, this little girl has grown so perfectly! Hmm, that dark-faced man's martial arts are quite good!" So he tugged at Hou Ci's arm and asked, "Who is that dark-faced man? His martial arts seem pretty good!"
"Hmph, not just good, he's already an eighth-level master. This man is an entry disciple of the Jinru Sect, known as the Black-Faced Yama Guo Liang, skilled in palm techniques. The one accompanying Li Yun is his junior sister, named Guo Xiu. It is said that the two are siblings." Hou Ci was serious for only a few seconds, then his expression changed, and he lewdly said, "Guo Liang is dark and ugly, how can he be siblings with the tender Guo Xiu? I think they are more like adulterers, look how big Guo Xiu's breasts are, how long and powerful her legs are..."
Jin Gang patted his shoulder and whispered, "Monkey, wipe your drool!"
Wang Xiaoyin didn't have time to listen to Hou Ci's nonsense and really wanted to warn Lan Jiu and the others to leave. However, if she went out now and people found out about her relationship with Lan Yao, things would be bad. She wasn't afraid of the consequences, but it would be inconvenient for her to cause trouble in society afterward. Besides, she also had blue hair, the same blue as them.
Lan Jiu's level six internal strength plus ninjutsu was still no match for Guo Liang. Although their internal strength was only two levels apart, the effect was almost twice as bad.
Brute force can overcome skill. Guo Liang used his powerful internal strength to force Lan Jiu to frequently hide. But Guo Liang was still not satisfied. He thought that dealing with such a young girl would only take a dozen or so moves, but he didn't expect that she was so troublesome even with only level six internal strength. In the blink of an eye, a hundred moves had passed, and he still hadn't touched Lan Jiu.
Seeing that his moves were getting faster and faster, Lan Jiu felt more relaxed. She suddenly flashed behind Guo Liang, a two-foot-long ninja sword appearing in her hand. A flash of eerie blue light emanated from the blade, a murderous aura erupting within. The chilling blade energy, sharp and long like a cold winter wind, swept out with thirteen whistling strikes.
"Thirteen Wind-Welcoming Slashes?!" Guo Liang exclaimed in surprise. The ninja who could wield this sword technique was no ordinary person. This sword technique was not only extremely famous on Fusang Island in the Wild Goose Kingdom, but also renowned throughout the Xuanwu world. It was like the Shaolin Demon-Subduing Staff of China, the Beggars' Sect's Dog-Beating Staff Technique, the Flower-Picking Sect's Manipulating Heart Sutra, and so on—all signature martial arts. And this Thirteen Wind-Welcoming Slashes was the ultimate technique of the Iga family of Fusang.
Lan Jiu used this sword technique with great clumsiness, but after the thirteenth strike, Guo Liang still broke out in a cold sweat. He had also been stabbed in the abdomen, blood dripping onto the road. Fortunately, the wound wasn't deep; otherwise, it would have crippled his martial arts. He retreated hastily, pressing acupoints to stop the bleeding.
Lan Jiu, having exhausted herself with this move, was breathing heavily, her full breasts heaving rapidly, extremely alluring and captivating, radiating a dazzling, mysterious temptation. Seeing Guo Liang retreat, she turned around happily, laughing, "Yay~ Victory!" Sheathing her ninja sword, she waved to the other three women.
Lan Jiu didn't hear the women's praise or laughter; instead, she saw them rushing towards her, shouting, "Watch out!"
Lan Jiu sensed something was wrong; someone was definitely attacking her. She first used her inner energy to protect the vital points on her back, then swiftly sidestepped and struck with her sword.
If Guo Liang's palm had struck Lan Jiu's back, she would have been half-dead, if not killed. Guo Liang felt he had lost face on his first attempt to attack in front of the mayor, and his sect would surely be displeased if they found out. In his anger, he attempted a killing blow. However, his movements were a little slow, while Lan Jiu's were faster. Just as his palm touched Lan Jiu's clothes, her ninja sword had already turned and slashed down. If he hadn't retracted his palm, he would have been cleaved in two by the sword.
He didn't want to die, so he withdrew his palm, dodging Lan Jiu's desperate strike.
Lan Jiu had taken twenty percent of the force of Guo Liang's palm, and was thrown back two or three meters by the palm energy, spitting out a mouthful of blood. She was instantly enraged .
At this moment, Lan Yi, Lan San, and Lan Si had also arrived, protecting her behind them. All four women revealed killing intent, their cold gazes locked on Guo Liang.
"Despicable, more despicable than a monkey!" King Kong muttered after seeing Guo Liang's sneak attack.
"You stupid gorilla, don't use 'I' to describe despicable, because I'm even more despicable than despicable. If you want to curse Guo Liang, just call him a beast."
"Why call him a beast?"
"Because beasts are worse than me, it's that simple! Stupid!" Hou Ci turned his head and continued to peek at the beauties, his eyes sweeping back and forth between the four women.
"Shut up, all of you!" Wang Xiaoyin was anxious and had no time for their idle chatter. "How long has this fight been going on? Why haven't the police arrived yet?"
"To be precise, it's been 2 minutes and 17 seconds since the first shot," Hou Ci said, glancing at Li Yun's villa gate.
"How do you know so clearly?"
"A voice-activated time-delay bomb is still counting down. It'll explode in 40 seconds... 39, 38, 37..." Hou Ci pointed to the tiny, flashing electronic screen on the gate, slowly reciting the numbers.

(Chapter 7, Volume 2, Sex Slave
, Wan Juan Bookstore Update Time: 9-22 4:50:50, Word Count: 5981)

Wang Xiaoyin was currently 400 meters away from the bomb and could only vaguely see the flashing lights. Hou Ci, however, not only detected them but also accurately read the numbers, demonstrating a level of skill far superior to Wang Xiaoyin's. Even Jin Gang gave Hou Ci a rare, respectful look.
"Help! You heartless monkey!" Wang Xiaoyin cursed, leaping from a tree and using the willow branch for leverage, flying dozens of meters towards the bomb. As his momentum waned, he landed on a streetlamp, using it again to propel himself like an arrow towards the four Blue Demon girls. The
girls' short hair danced strangely, making a soft, rustling sound, like a grand ceremony welcoming a returning emperor. The girls all felt a very familiar and majestic aura hurtling towards them, their bodies trembling with joy: "Master is here!" Their alluring eyes lit up, and the ethereal mist on their faces deepened.
"There's a bomb, run!" Wang Xiaoyin whispered as he flew past the girls. He stopped about thirty meters ahead of them, landing lightly. At this moment, he was more than ten meters from Guo Liang, more than thirty meters from Li Yun, and more than fifty meters from the bomb.
"Who are you?" Guo Liang was taken aback. Seeing Wang Xiaoyin float in with incredibly fast and skillful movements, he assumed she was a highly skilled martial artist. Upon closer inspection, however, he was merely a novice at the fourth level of martial arts. His tone immediately became extremely rude.
"Wang Xiaoyin! It's Wang Xiaoyin!" Li Yun shrieked. The culprit had finally revealed himself, and she felt an unprecedented surge of anger. Why was he unharmed, dressed in fine clothes, while she was splattered with blood and brains, and he even saw her in her wretched and ugly state? This was so unfair! "The person Lan Yao is looking for is him!" When Li Yun looked at Lan Yao again, she found they had already vanished into thin air, as if they had never been there. She was stunned.
"Oh, I really am famous! Are we, beautiful lady, very familiar?" Knowing that Lan Yao had temporarily left and was no longer troubled, Wang Xiaoyin's playful nature returned. He winked and grinned mischievously at Li Yun.
"Beautiful? Am I still a beautiful woman looking like this?" Li Yun instantly felt annoyed. It was all those damned professional assassins' fault that he saw her at her ugliest. She racked her brains trying to figure out who hired the assassins. Yes, it must be that tax official! She had to get revenge. Seeing Wang Xiaoyin's wicked grin, she became even angrier, thinking he was mocking her appearance. She coldly asked, "What are you doing here? Did you hire those assassins?"
"Oh dear, Mayor Li, you're quite the big shot! I came all this way to tell you something of life and death, but all I got in return was suspicion and interrogation. Alas, the government is incompetent, and the officials are corrupt!" Wang Xiaoyin shook his head and sighed, feigning helplessness and hurt.
"You… what are you trying to say?" Li Yun was about to explode in anger at his rant against the government and officials, but she couldn't bear his sorrowful expression. Her heart softened, and she didn't know how to utter a soft, gentle word.
Wang Xiaoyin's smile widened, and he exclaimed, "There's a bomb! Nine seconds left!"
"What did you say?!" the three of them asked simultaneously, frowning. It turned out that Wang Xiaoyin's mouth was wide open, but no sound came out; he was still toying with them.
Seeing that the time was almost up, Wang Xiaoyin pointed to the bomb's location and laughed loudly, "I told you, there's a bomb! It'll explode in five seconds!" With that, he flew away in a flash. But instead of returning to the willow tree, he chased after the Blue Demon.
After a deafening explosion, amidst the billowing dust, a chilling roar echoed: "Wang Xiaoyin, you bastard! I, Li Yun, am not finished with you!"
On the same willow tree, King Kong patted Hou Ci's shoulder: "Monkey, what are you taking pictures of with your phone?"
"Hehe, turns out Mayor Li has quite a figure, and seeing her so disheveled and miserable, those SM enthusiasts will definitely love these photos, especially the city's residents! Hehe, even if they don't fetch a good price, if I get into trouble later, I can still get some leverage by begging her. You wouldn't understand even if I told you, I'll take pictures, I'll take pictures, I'll take more..."
"Why hasn't the boss come back yet? Did the bomb blast turn him into a hopeless idiot?" King Kong asked with concern.
"You think the boss is like you?"
King Kong was speechless.
Hearing the police cars approaching, the two returned to the Sky Shield Bodyguard Company dormitory.
Wang Xiaoyin, relying on his intuition, found the location of Blue Demon. Since regaining his martial arts skills, this was the first time he had seen a member of Blue Demon, and he had never noticed the strange behavior of their hair before. However, a familiar voice in his heart told him that this was how it should be, just like thunder and rain in nature, a perfectly natural thing. He received this stream of consciousness in his mind and completely accepted this concept. He seemed to recall a similar scene, long blue hair dancing, wrapped around a naked, smooth body, constantly intertwining and writhing in the soft, fragrant scent of nectar... except that the body was so long and soft, like the body of a snake. Just as he thought of this, the image suddenly blurred…
“Master, it’s so good to see you’re alright. The instructor will be overjoyed!” The four women stopped in the alley, kneeling obediently and sweetly before Wang Xiaoyin, their hearts filled with happiness.
Wang Xiaoyin patted his head, snapping out of his strange thoughts, and smiled, “Get up, all of you. I’m sorry to have worried you.” His voice was gentle, yet extremely authoritative.
He often suspected that either another soul lurked within him, or that he suffered from schizophrenia, and the kind that split into multiple individuals. His original personality was clearly melancholic and gloomy; after falling into the Azure Pool, a cheerful and humorous personality emerged; and in front of the Blue Demon, a majestic, emperor-like personality emerged, and an extremely lewd and tyrannical one at that. However, according to past legends, possession by a spirit was more likely. The
Blue Demon’s instructor, Ito Sachiko, was originally a special ninja of Fusang. Due to the internal strife within the Ninja Capital Clan, she was hunted down and fled into the Misty Mountains. Just then, Wang Xiaoyin, who had just emerged from the Azure Pool, threw her into the eerie pool, saving the wounded Xingzi and turning her into his first sex slave. The Azure Pool not only healed physical wounds but also made people more beautiful and handsome, albeit altering their original appearance.
Following the voice in his head, he searched for many exceptionally beautiful girls, bringing them all back to the Azure Pool and turning all the girls in black silk stockings blue. Only when the water in the Azure Pool became transparent did the voice in his head subside for a moment.
Four years passed in the blink of an eye. During those four years, Wang Xiaoyin lived in a daze, indulging in extreme lust, in a state of semi-consciousness and semi-drunkenness, seducing and conquering countless beauties. Only when the raging fire of lust subsided did his dominant consciousness regain control. (Note: If possible, this major event will be described in detail in the side story, as it involves too many characters!)
Wang Xiaoyin knew about his strangeness and guessed what kind of foreign entity lurked within him, but he had never successfully communicated with that soul. Sometimes he felt that this was simply how he was, that this undisguised lewdness was his inner desire, the desire he dared not express. Therefore, he never resisted the consciousness within him, perhaps having already accepted the uncertain foreign object as part of his body.
Only occasionally, when he recalled it, did he feel immense guilt, unable to accept the immense pain he had caused other women. So, in the brief period after regaining consciousness, he became very颓废 (颓废 is a difficult word to translate directly, but it implies a state of listlessness, apathy, and apathy), escaping reality and hiding in the slums, playing "Retro." It was there that he met Ni Xiu.
"Master, I missed you so much!" Lan Jiu stood up from the ground and threw herself at him. Unexpectedly, having just been injured, she almost fell halfway down.
Wang Xiaoyin liked Lan Jiu very much, reaching out to catch her and holding her horizontally in his arms: "Oh, so heavy! It's been so long, Xiao Jiu has grown up so much."
"Master~" Lan Jiu coquettishly hugged his neck, her hair dancing wildly with excitement, several inches of soft silk instantly growing longer and reaching the ground. She waved her hand and removed the illusionary mist mask, revealing a bewitching, fair face with alluring, foxy eyes that gazed up at Wang Xiaoyin with watery eyes. "You'll have to lose weight tomorrow. I thought Master preferred voluptuous women!"
Lan Yi scolded softly, "Xiao Jiu, don't be rude to Master! How did the instructor train you?"
"I don't care! I just like Master holding me!" The last part was directed at Wang Xiaoyin. Feigning exhaustion, she pressed her face against his broad chest, closing her eyes and remaining silent.
"Hehe, my dear Xiao Yi, don't you like Master holding you?" Wang Xiaoyin winked playfully at Lan Yi as they walked. He had just seen their trembling yet joyful expressions and felt he had been very rough and excessive before, even though Xingzi had always wanted to train her into a sex slave ninja.
"Ah?" Lan Yi was startled by his playful yet ambiguous tone, and didn't know what to do until Lan Si secretly reminded her. She then came to her senses and whispered softly, "I like it!" Before she could finish speaking, her ears were already bright red.
At this moment, a turbulent wave of emotion surged within Lan Yao and the other girls. They all felt that their master had changed a great deal. He was no longer as rigid and stern as before, nor as imposing and unapproachable as he had been. A sense of joy filled the girls' hearts as they fantasized about the happy spring that was to come.
This was a three-story villa, its exterior a distinctly European-style domed building, with its bluish-white stone walls adorned with Christian reliefs. Lush olive branches filled the courtyard, cascading down to a raised fountain, beside which stood a beautiful and benevolent statue of the Virgin Mary.
The first floor matched the villa's exterior, exhibiting a modern European style. The spacious and bright living room was filled with many luxurious items.
The second floor, however, was decorated in a distinctly Japanese style, with wooden partitions, ornate windows, and tatami mats. However, the overall color scheme was too sensual, somewhat resembling a geisha's quarters. The numerous and cluttered furnishings were clearly the work of an amateur, and most likely, a young woman.
One of the rooms had its wooden door ajar, revealing a spacious area littered with scattered clothes. A small mahogany table in the center was piled high with messy dishes and several empty bottles of sake. On the carpet beside the table lay two still naked, entwined figures—Wang Xiaoyin and Lan Yi.
Before the first rays of sunlight entered the room, Wang Xiaoyin's phone rang.
"Who is it? Monkey! The original team of bodyguards are all dead? Yeah, I'm heading back to the company right away, bye~." He tossed the phone aside, remaining in his original position, like a child nestled against Lan Yi's chest, still suckling at her rosy nipples.
Lan Yi had been awakened by the phone ringing, but she didn't move, cooperatively maintaining the position. It wasn't so much that her submissive nature prevented her from moving, but rather that she enjoyed this feeling of being pampered. Her former master had always brutally possessed her body, skillfully teasing every inch of her sensuality, and brutally destroying her remaining self-respect with naked words. Now, her master was as gentle as a lover, and as infatuated with her as a child. All his repressed humanity and maternal instincts poured out onto Wang Xiaoyin; last night's frenzy was the most important and perfect moment of her life. Seeing him greedily suckle her sensitive nipple again, Lan Yi's lips curved into a sweet smile. She stretched out her right arm and tightly embraced his head, completely resuming her original posture.
Wang Xiaoyin also noticed Lan Yi's psychological change. He recalled the first time he met Lan Yi, at the sex slave auction house in Paradise City. She was fourteen then, already a graceful and elegant young woman. Her bright, clear eyes and slightly pouting thin lips conveyed both disdain and fear towards the smoky auction house. She was an untrained virgin female slave, and not many people were interested in buying her. Wang Xiaoyin bought her mainly because she resembled his senior sister from the Illusion Sword Sect; he wanted to vent all his jealousy and resentment on her.
Therefore, after turning her into a member of the Blue Demons, Lan Yi was the one he most enjoyed training.
However, as his true nature returned, he gradually controlled his cruelty and lewdness. Moreover, Lan Yi grew up, resembling his master's wife more than his senior sister, which confused him greatly, and for a long time he dared not see Lan Yi. He even thought there was something wrong with his mind, until he saw her face again yesterday, and was able to face his own feelings—Lan Yi will always be Lan Yi, not a substitute for anyone.
"Master, what are you thinking about?" She could sense the changes in Wang Xiaoyin's heartbeat, knowing his emotions were fluctuating. Simply guessing the master's general intentions and increasing his satisfaction was a required course for a high-level sex slave.
"Thinking of the noble and beautiful Xiao Yi, she's becoming more and more charming. Yesterday's performance was the most perfect I've ever seen, I'm very satisfied." Xiao Yin rolled over and pressed her tightly, smiling as he gazed into her delicate eyes.
"Master~" Lan Yi murmured softly, her fair cheeks instantly flushed, her blue hair swaying slightly, making a very soft rustling sound. Training a sex slave is like raising a pet; there are many specific conditioned reflexes. Just like a dog drooling at the sound of a familiar feeding bell, a sex slave is similar; hearing the master's praise immediately excites them. What
Wang Xiao Yin liked most were her bright red lips. On the first kiss, they were cool and soft, but as passion intensified, they became exceptionally hot and slippery, capable of melting away all barriers, until the peak of pleasure, when she cried out in pain, her fragrant lips and tongue would return to their initial coolness, even more tender and soft.
This time was no exception. When he kissed Lan Yi's cold lips, her soft body instantly became burning hot. Her long, flowing hair twisted and grew longer, tightly enveloping the two of them like a cocoon, and her red lips also turned scalding.
After Wang Xiaoyin recovered his martial arts, he noticed that Lan Yi's hair behaved strangely during sex. Wang Xiaoyin's hair only danced gently, strolling leisurely in the frenzy of sex, unlike Lan Yi's hair, which rose and fell violently in the frenzy, reacting as if it might sink at any moment. He felt that this blue hair was born specifically for sex, not only emitting aphrodisiac sounds, but also caressing each other's sensitive areas as if it had a life of its own.
As the movements became faster and more intense, Lan Yi's voice became weaker and weaker, and her hair danced wildly and rapidly without consciousness, like a small boat in the ocean, submissive to the ravages of the giant waves, docile and without any room for resistance.
"Master~" With a soft, seductive moan, her blue hair instantly froze, emitting a faint glow that tightened their entanglement. Her beautiful eyes narrowed into slits, revealing an unusually satisfied allure, her languid arms resting languidly on Wang Xiaoyin's strong waist. Her
excellent training prevented her from indulging too much; as her hair returned to normal, she busied herself bathing and dressing her master.
After finishing the meal Lan Si had prepared, they rushed back to the company.
Lan Jiu, having recovered from her minor internal injuries overnight, insisted on going with Wang Xiaoyin, saying she wanted to protect her master.
"Nonsense! If I needed your protection, why would I be a bodyguard? I'd rather continue selling my gemstone jewelry and be a super-rich tycoon and a lecherous devil."
"Didn't Master tell the instructor last night that being a bodyguard was just for fun? I want to go too! I heard that female singer is first-rate in looks, second-rate in singing, and third-rate in fame. If Xiao Jiu goes, she'll be Master's new slave in less than three days, okay?"
"No! I only found out today that cute little Jiu Jiu has become a braggart. What a pity!"
"Master~ Waaah~" Hearing her master's scolding, Lan Jiu became pitiful, pretending to cry. Seeing this tactic was ineffective, she quickly begged, "Master, I've recovered and grown up. Please keep me by your side and train me every day!..."
Lan Jiu wanted to say something more, but Lan Yi, Lan San, and Lan Si tackled her to the ground, simultaneously shouting, "Don't be rude to Master!"
Wang Xiaoyin made a victorious face at Lan Jiu and took the opportunity to escape.
"My God, being forced to flee in such a sorry state by a sex slave, what a failure this master is!" Wang Xiaoyin sighed with a grin, showing no sign of anger or frustration. At
Tiandun Bodyguard Company,
Zhu Tou, the department manager in charge of this group of unfortunate bodyguards, was roaring, "Late on your first day of work! How do you do your job? How did you become a team leader? What does being late for a bodyguard mean? It means… ah, it means…" He couldn't think of anything to say next.
"Ah, how late am I?" Wang Xiaoyin appeared calm upon seeing the company, showing no negative emotions. It was only when she saw Hou Ci's sly grin that she realized something was very strange.
Zhu Tou glanced at his Armani watch and said in a deep voice, "A full ten minutes and four seconds!"
"Hahahaha!" Hou Ci couldn't help but burst into laughter. "Manager Zhu, is your watch some cheap knock-off? Why isn't our watch showing signs of being ready for work yet?"
"Yeah, our watches aren't showing signs of being ready for work
yet!" Zhu Tou rubbed his eyes, unable to believe that the man laughing so wildly was the same Hou Ci who had just been clinging to him like a lapdog, praising his Armani watch and spouting his heartfelt words.
"Damn it, how did you become this department manager? You haven't even officially started work yet and you're already scolding our team leader, bullying us like this!" Jin Gang's words became surprisingly smooth and forceful. He grabbed Zhu Tou by the collar in a rage, lifting him up like a chicken.
"That's right, this is too much! I quit!" The other three joined in the commotion.
"Keep your voices down, you... what exactly do you want?" Manager Zhu Tou, fearing his colleagues would find out, tried to smooth things over.
"Give us a raise and prepay us three months' wages, or we'll go to the general manager and resign en masse!" Hou Ci said with a sly grin, presenting his compromise.
"Huh, it's that simple?" Zhu Tou was a little skeptical. He suddenly felt that the young man in front of him was unfathomable, and he couldn't see through his intentions at all. Looking at their watches, it really wasn't time for work yet. After a moment's thought, he knew that if he didn't agree, he would suffer the consequences. He gritted his teeth and said, "Fine, I agree! The salary will be the same as the long-term employees. I'll write you checks and pay you right now!"
After writing the checks, Zhu Tou hid in the bathroom and locked the door tightly.
Wang Xiaoyin scratched his messy hair and wondered, "Monkey, you set up such a big trap just for three months' wages? Besides, this idiot's checks don't comply with company regulations!"
"Hehe, it's not that simple. Just watch!" Hou Ci grinned again.

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