[Urban Fantasy] Lure the Flower to Sleep (Complete) - 29

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Volume 4, Chapter 60: Bloodshed and Carnage
: 9-22 4:51:09 Word Count: 7381

Ye Yongjian, the head of the Ye family, remained silent for a long time after hearing the news that all the people who participated in the treasure raid had died. A few minutes later, a furious roar could be heard throughout the courtyard. Upon hearing his father's roar, Ye Zhixing hurriedly scrambled off a pretty young starlet, put on his underwear, and ran to his father's room.
Several Ye family maids stood trembling at the door, peeking in cautiously, too afraid to enter. Seeing Ye Zhixing arrive, they all breathed a sigh of relief and quietly reported the situation to him. Upon hearing the news that all one hundred-plus elite members of the family had perished, Ye Zhixing gasped. He knew all too well the martial arts skills of these elites; if they were all wiped out, their opponent was terrifying.
In Ye Yongjian's makeshift bedroom, the tables and chairs were all reduced to rubble. He sat blankly on the only intact mattress, staring dejectedly at the person who opened the door. Seeing it was his beloved son, his expression softened slightly, and he said in a hoarse voice, "Close the door!"
Ye Zhixing was startled when he entered, carefully avoiding the shards of glass, and sat down beside his father. He had never seen his father like this before. Even when the Spirit Stone was stolen, his father had only angrily berated his subordinates. This was clearly beyond his comprehension.
"Dad, what's wrong? Even though 137 family elites died, there's no need to be so sad. Our family has countless experts; these are just a small part of them. Besides, those who died today were all below the Xuan level; the family elders won't care," Ye Zhixing comforted him.
“Sigh, what do you know! These people are my trusted confidants, the guards I’ve painstakingly trained since childhood. They are loyal to me, a hundred times stronger than the direct descendants of those families. Although those people are skilled in martial arts, they are very likely someone else’s spies, or they may be arbitrators under some elder.” Ye Yongjian shook his head sadly and continued, “Of course the elders won’t care. They’ll be secretly laughing behind my back. They’ve always wanted to see me make a fool of myself and get me removed from power…”
“Father, you’re the head of the family, how dare they…?” Ye Zhixing was clearly hearing such a secret for the first time, and he was so shocked that he couldn’t close his mouth for a long time, not knowing what to say.
"They've always wanted your second uncle, Ye Yongfei, to be the head of the family. Ever since I took the throne, those old fogies have wanted to oust me. That's why I spent a lot of money to send you to the Illusion Sword Sect, hoping you could connect with their power and gain leverage for your future position as head of the family. Although the other honorary disciples of the Illusion Sword Sect are just ordinary scions of noble families, they are still a force to be reckoned with. You did well, not only getting the daughter of the sect leader but also making some useful junior brothers." "
Only by fully controlling some power can you negotiate with those old fogies and have yourself succeed as the next head of the family. The more than one hundred experts who died tonight were a group of skilled fighters I had recently trained. I was just about to let them practice here, but they were all wiped out. How can I not be saddened?"
"Father, why didn't you tell me this sooner?" Ye Zhixing's face was somewhat unnatural, perhaps frightened by his father's words. "There have always been rumors that I am the heir to the next family head, but I've never heard any elder refute it!"
"Hmph, as long as I am in the position of family head, the elders will not deny your right to recognition. But if anything unfortunate happens to me, can you compete with Ye Yongfei? Although your second uncle is away from home most of the year, his heart has never left the family headquarters in Qilin City. A few days ago, why were those foolish elders so eager to start a war against the Blood God Sect? Wasn't it because he was secretly instigating it? Only with war can he have a chance to return to the family and gain more power."
After hearing this, Ye Zhixing felt a mix of emotions, a bittersweet feeling. At this moment, he felt sorry for his more than one hundred subordinates, but even more so for his own predicament. He had always considered himself the future master of the Ye family, and when dealing with the world, he always presented himself as the young master of the Ye family. He had never imagined that his unfamiliar second uncle would have such a great influence. He had always regarded his second uncle as an incompetent collateral member, just like Ye Yongshun, the leader of the Green Leaf Gang, even though they were both of the "Yong" generation.
"Heaven is truly a place of misfortune, a place of misfortune for our Ye family! The Spirit Stone was stolen a few days ago, and now a large number of experts have been killed. We also have to be wary of retaliatory attacks from the Blood God Cult. When did our Ye family become so miserable?" Ye Zhixing couldn't help but complain to his father.
Ye Yongjian nodded and said, "Perhaps, Heaven really is our city of misfortune! But the Ye family is indeed in dire straits right now. Ever since those old fogies forcibly used their elders' power to mobilize the Ye family's experts, in conjunction with the Xuanwu Alliance, to attack the Blood God Cult's headquarters in Qilin City, the Ye family's influence in the Coral Kingdom has been constantly attacked by mysterious assassins."
Ye Zhixing said angrily, "I've heard about this too. It's not just the Blood God Cult's retaliation; there are also some cyborgs who can self-destruct. They use light-energy beam guns, just like those assassins who attacked us in Heaven the first time. But our informants in the military say that the Coral Kingdom's advanced weapons and cyborgs are under unified organization, and no one has mobilized these terrifying forces. It's probably international assassins hired by other enemies!"
"Alas, the Ye family is going through a very difficult time, beset by internal and external troubles, nothing is lacking!" Ye Yongjian sighed, and the father and son fell into a deep silence.
In a seemingly ordinary courtyard in Paradise City, stood the headquarters of the infamous Blood God Cult. Inside the dark hall, rows of black-robed generals, cold as steel spears, stood guard. A purple-robed elder shouted fanatically, "The Ye family disregards the rules of the cult! Not only have they betrayed our long-standing alliance, but they've also joined forces with the Xuanwu Alliance to attack our headquarters in Qilin City! What do you say we should do?"
"Kill their entire family! Kill their mother!" Nearly a hundred Blood God generals shouted in unison, their voices resounding with authority.
"Well said! Today, we'll give you a chance for revenge! Let us prove to the great Blood God that the dignity of our cult is inviolable!" The purple-robed elder continued to incite his followers, the atmosphere thick with fervor.
"Inviolable! Inviolable!" Nearly a hundred Blood God generals repeated in unison, their voices ringing out.
The purple-robed elder nodded in satisfaction and said to the two divine messengers behind him, "Zhang Lu and Zhao Ku, today's mission is yours to take charge of. Target—the headquarters of the Green Leaf Gang!"
"Yes, Your subordinates obey the Grand Elder's decree!" The two Xuan Realm divine messengers bowed and then led a group of generals who seemed to have been hypnotized away from the main hall.
A man emerged from behind the First Elder, also dressed in purple robes. He crossed his arms, grinning as he watched the hundred people leaving the hall, muttering to himself, "Alas, heroes depart, never to return! How tragic, how heroic!"
"Third Elder, what nonsense are you spouting!" The purple-robed elder roared in anger, pointing at the seemingly young man before him, and shouted, "I was just following the Master's orders, how could I send them to their deaths?"
"Hmm? So they weren't going to their deaths? How come I didn't know? That's strange. I clearly remember that the Green Leaf Gang headquarters just recruited nearly a hundred ninjas, plus the nearly a hundred experts from the Ye family stationed in Paradise. These hypnotized divine generals probably won't live to see tomorrow's sun! And those two divine messengers closely associated with the Second Elder, they'll probably also die heroically, won't they?" The fair-skinned, purple-robed man ignored the elder's angry glare and continued to speak with a grin.
"How would I know there would be a hundred ninjas in the Green Leaf Gang? Before the leader left, he personally instructed me to send out a hundred Divine Generals to attack the Green Leaf Gang during the chaos today. He didn't say we had to kill everyone! If they sense something is wrong, they can escape!" The purple-robed elder blushed and argued.
"Oh, oh, oh... that's a good reason. If I remember correctly, the leader didn't ask you to hypnotize them, did he? If the Second Elder comes back from the suburbs tomorrow and sees the corpses of two disciples, I wonder what his reaction will be. I'm too soft-hearted and can't bear to see others cry. If I accidentally let it slip, I'm doomed. Sigh! I'm always too soft-hearted, too soft-hearted..." The grinning young man shook his head and started singing an old pop song, thinking he was being very sentimental.
"Speak, what are the conditions?" The purple-robed elder was clearly often blackmailed by him. His shoulders slumped weakly, and his white beard lost its luster.
"Three Five Elements Gathering Spirit Pills!" The handsome young man in purple robes held up three fingers and waved them in front of the old man. With each wave, the old man's face grew increasingly grim.
"Why don't you just rob me!" the old man roared angrily, the sound echoing throughout the empty hall.
"Heh heh, if I could rob you, I would have already. My dearest Elder, you know, of the four elders, only I'm still struggling at the Moon level. If I had three Gathering Spirit Pills, I'd definitely be able to advance to the Sun level, and I'll repay you in the future. Maybe there are countless immortal pills in this cultivation ruins. I'll share the ones the sect leader bestowed upon me with you, how about that?" The handsome young man made empty promises, not knowing whether there were any immortal pills or not, just wanting to trick the old man out of the spiritual herbs first.
The old man was exasperated by his shameless behavior, his face flushed red as he angrily said, "One pill, take it or leave it!"
"Heh, fine! One it is, I'll take it. It's a loss, but who told you we're the best of friends?" He was being hypocritical after getting a bargain. Seeing the old man's face trembling with anger, he wisely shut his mouth, took the fragrant golden pill, and quickly disappeared into the darkness.
"Sigh, what bad luck. Every time I try to frame that cannibalistic bastard's henchman, this rogue always finds out. How many times has he extorted me?" The purple-robed old man clearly couldn't remember, shook his head, and also disappeared into the darkness.
A few days ago, the Green Leaf Gang recruited some ninjas from the Wild Goblin Kingdom, settling them in the headquarters' villa, providing them with food, drink, and entertainment. Gang leader Ye Yongshun recruited these ninjas on the orders of the Ye family elders, without informing the Ye family head. The leader of this group of ninjas was a colonel, and most of his subordinates were ordinary members of the Koga and Iga families, directly obeying the colonel.
Upon learning of the events in the southeastern suburbs, Ye Yongshun immediately reported to the elders. Although the losses weren't to his own trusted men, they were still members of the Ye family, and he felt a pang of regret. What pained him most was that he had also sent over a dozen trusted men, plus more than thirty ninjas. He didn't grieve over the deaths of the ninjas, but his own direct subordinates…
He hung up the phone, still grieving, when suddenly a flash of light appeared, followed by shouts of battle. Ye Yongshun's first thought was—enemy attack! This wasn't the first time headquarters had been attacked, so he was relatively experienced. He didn't rush out; he first hid in a secret room with a hidden passage. He knew his martial arts skills weren't great, having only just reached the lower level of the Star Rank. The only one as intelligent as him was his son, Ye Zhicheng. He ran in from outside, wearing gold-rimmed glasses, his robe stained with blood.
"Cheng'er, what's the situation outside?" Ye Yongshun asked, seeing that he wasn't injured.
"The Blood God Cult... I don't know how many there are, they're killing indiscriminately like madmen! Close the stone door first, let's turn on the monitors!" Ye Zhicheng was more comfortable in this environment and wasn't flustered at all, but his face was very pale, clearly not optimistic.
"They really are retaliating against the Ye family, but our Qingye Gang is just a collateral branch, why are they targeting us! Sigh, how am I going to explain this to the elders? This is troublesome. Things have been going badly lately, if they wipe us out again, will the family's experts still dare to enter Heaven?" Ye Yongshun sighed and turned on the monitors in the stone chamber, momentarily stunned by the scene of the massacre.
The two divine envoys of the Blood God Cult, Zhang Lu and Zhao Ku, were both fire-type sorcerers. Although they were only mid-level star-rank, they had been exposed to bloody killings for a long time and were used to using quick small spells to kill enemies. When they encountered enemies, they used rocket-like spells, which flew like bullets and burned like flames on ordinary warriors. If they encountered a martial artist with a powerful aura (level six or above), they could escape the fate of being burned alive. However, the Blood God Generals, like killing machines, swarmed forward like ants, wielding their deadly weapons and reaping lives in their path.
Because the Blood God Sect used a sneak attack, they only lost about twenty Blood God Generals before wiping out the Green Leaf Gang members who were still clinging to the woman's belly. The remaining thirty-odd wounded members of the Ye family escaped into the ninja's courtyard.
"Baka! Who are you people?" The ninjas from the Wild Hook Kingdom did not want to help the Green Leaf Gang, so they had not made a move, only watching the black-robed generals kill, seeing them reap lives like the Grim Reaper. It wasn't until they indiscriminately attacked the ninjas that they panicked and hurriedly drew their swords to fight back.
"Kill them all, leave no one alive!" Zhang Lu and Zhao Ku commanded more than sixty Blood God Generals, cautiously not rushing to the front, because they felt that there were powerful experts among these ninjas whom they could not afford to offend.
Even without their orders, the Blood God Generals would continue their slaughter, their cold weapons flashing like the Grim Reaper's scythe, cutting swiftly through flesh and blood. Even with their last breath, they would plunge their weapons into the bellies of ninjas.
"Baka! These people are insane! We need to retreat! Colonel, leave through the back door!" Iga Kita had been slashed three times, the deepest cut into his back, exposing bone, causing him to scream in agony.
The Colonel was very famous in the ninja world of Nogaku Country. His ability to enter the upper echelons of the Koga clan as a guest elder demonstrated the Koga clan's determination and the price they were willing to pay to win him over. He had come to Paradise with a difficult secret mission. He had just established relations with the Ye family when he was attacked by an unknown force, which enraged him. In addition, he had just received news that the treasure-hunting team composed of the clan's true experts had failed and was likely wiped out. Although there were only fifty-odd ninjas, they were all elites of the Koga and Iga clans, unlike the thirty-odd low-ranking ninjas lent to the Aoba gang, who were merely cannon fodder.
Anger, and the consequence of anger is rage, and killing is the best option when one is enraged.
The colonel hadn't made a move yet, nor had his five bodyguards, so he wouldn't scream and try to escape like Iga Bi. He stood on high ground, with the sexy and alluring Shizuko beside him. Although she was merely a sex slave in her clan, her ninja skills were still formidable; amidst the blood-splattered shouts of battle, she showed no panic.
"You two, help those idiots!" The colonel gripped his ninja sword tightly in his left hand, but didn't draw it, using his eyes to command the two bodyguards beside him to act.
"Yes, sir!" The two murderous ninjas vanished like ghosts, reappearing in black robes the next second. They couldn't maintain stealth when they attacked, a far cry from the stealth skills of the Blue Demons. However, dealing with these black-robed figures was clearly more than enough; sometimes disappearing before their eyes, sometimes slashing behind them, they successively assassinated more than ten Blood God Generals.
Zhang Lu and Zhao Ku knew how powerful the two ninjas were. They nodded to each other secretly and agreed to attack simultaneously, focusing on killing one of them. Several small fireballs flew towards the back of the assassin ninja, forcing him to scramble for cover. Meanwhile, the two of them attacked the other ninja at the same time. Before he could go invisible, dozens of tiny sparks touched his ninja clothes, instantly igniting him and forcing him out of hiding.
"Flame Cross Slash!" Zhang Lu and Zhao Ku were used to coordinated attacks. The so-called Flame Cross Slash was a fire-based technique they used together. One of them slashed out a long fire blade horizontally, while the other slashed out a fire blade vertically. The point where the fire blades met was the assassin ninja's head. Instantly, he was split into four pieces by the cross of fire blades, and the aroma of flesh wafted from his mouth.
Ito Sachiko originally wanted to go find Wang Xiaoyin, but knowing that he was with Ruth, she didn't dare to disturb him. Instead, she returned to the Blue Demon gathering point closest to the Su residence. She happened to pass by the headquarters of the Green Leaf Gang and heard the sounds of battle and strong elemental fluctuations. She couldn't resist going inside to watch.
Her reason for going in was also subconsciously out of concern for her sister. A few days ago, after seeing her sister, Ito Shizuko, she said she wouldn't interfere, but she had still sent several Blue Elves to investigate her address, learning that she was temporarily staying with the Aoba Gang. Therefore, hearing the sounds of fighting and killing inside, her first thought was for her sister's safety.
"Anyway, it's almost dawn, I'll go in and check! This is closest to Master, I'll wait here for him to wake up!" Sachiko made an excuse for herself. She had told Wang Xiaoyin not to interfere in the Fusang family's affairs; if she couldn't resist taking action, she feared it would displease her master.
Once inside, she was shocked by the bloody scene. Although she often trained the Blue Elves' killing intent, it paled in comparison to this carnage. Blood flowed like streams, limbs piled high, and there were over two hundred corpses lying haphazardly in the courtyard.
Twenty-odd black-robed figures, already mutilated, seemed oblivious to their own injuries, still frantically attacking the living before them. Adding to this were two mid-level star-rank divine envoys, and Ito Shizuko was also caught in a fierce battle, her body covered in blood.

Volume 4, Chapter 61: The Beast Spirit of Vajra
: 9-22 4:51:09 Word Count: 7362

The colonel hadn't expected these crazed black-robed figures to be so powerful. Not only had they instantly slaughtered over fifty low-level ninjas, but they had also forced him into a difficult battle. This infuriated him even more, especially the two fire-elemental divine envoys who had used a combined attack to kill his two elite bodyguards—it was simply unbelievable.
Therefore, when he drew his ninja sword, his first strike severed Zhang Lu's arm. Horrifyingly, Zhang Lu's wound didn't spurt blood; only a small amount of thick, purplish-black liquid flowed out. He didn't scream in pain like a normal person would, which filled the colonel with a deep, visceral fear.
"Could they not be living people, but the legendary zombies?" The colonel used his superb invisibility technique to move between the two divine messengers shrouded in flame shields. Unfortunately, although his invisibility technique was superb, he would still reveal himself when he attacked.
It was at this moment that Ito Sachiko ran to her sister's side and secretly helped her block the black-robed divine general's attack, ignoring the other ninjas. Shizuko also sensed that something was wrong. The pressure around her suddenly lessened. It was no longer two or three people attacking her, but only one major enemy was attacking her. The two enemies beside her seemed to be blocked by something, strangely waving their hands at the air.
The Ye family father and son, hiding in the secret room, also saw the abnormality. Through the camera, they clearly captured the abnormality on Shizuko's side. Ye Yongshun exclaimed, "Invisibility? Invisibility that allows you to attack while invisible? Heavens, how is that possible? Could it be a Heavenly Ninja from Fusang Island? Why would he protect that sex slave?"
Ye Zhicheng was also astonished, shaking his head incredulously, and said, "Never mind that for now. Anyway, there are still quite a few experts in Yegou Kingdom. Like this Colonel, although he's a bit impotent, his martial arts are still very powerful. He single-handedly dealt with two star-level Xuanshu experts and still had the upper hand. He's really amazing! The Blood God Cult is almost finished. We should go out. We still have more than twenty level nine experts in our hall, enough to protect our safety."
The father and son pressed the mechanism, opened the heavy stone door several meters thick, and came to the outer secret chamber, where more than twenty members of the Green Leaf Gang were sitting. They were able to escape this calamity thanks to Ye Yongshun telling them about the passage to the outer secret chamber.
"Chief, can we go out now?" someone asked.
"The Blood God Cult is almost wiped out, only four or five left. By the time we get out, they should all be dead. Heh heh, thanks to those stupid ninjas, otherwise, we wouldn't be able to explain to the clan elders. All those who died this time were people they sent!" Ye Yongshun's mood improved slightly when he saw that his only remaining loyal subordinates
were unharmed. He was eager to go out and meet the invisible "Heavenly Ninja." The colonel killed Zhang Lu, but his little brother was kicked squarely in the dying moment. The scorching fire shield burned him badly, and he jumped several feet away with a wail. Zhao Ku saw his companion killed and knew that the day was lost. He released several flames, shooting them like stars behind him, and took the opportunity to escape.
"Why did you have to kick me here!" The colonel had lost count of how many times he had been kicked in the little brother. He had gone from a strong man to a half-impotent weakling, all because of his failure to protect himself in battle. However, he understood that it was precisely because he had become partially impotent that he dared to keep Ito Shizuko by his side, for she was a true succubus. He angrily and haphazardly chopped the last, still delirious Blood God into mincemeat to vent his rage.
Ito Shizuko was unharmed; her body was covered in the blood of others. When the enemies disappeared, she was too exhausted to stand and slumped onto a clean stone step. Looking around, she whispered, "Who's helping me? Can you get out?"
Sachiko scoffed inwardly, shook her head, and ignored her. Thinking back to their time in Fusang, training and playing together, she felt a mix of sadness and bitterness, an urge to cry. If she hadn't seen her serve a wretched old man like a dog, and even persuaded him to serve the elder of the Iga family alongside her, she wouldn't have fled the Kingdom of Nogo in fear. However, she was still grateful to her for helping her at a crucial moment, allowing her to escape the Kingdom of Nogo safely.
"This is my only family in the world!" Sachiko thought to herself. "But why do I always look down on her, feeling she's unworthy to be my sister? If she were still a virgin, offering her to the master might bring us closer. But she's already had several men; would the master like that? Sigh, this is so troubling!"
Sachiko lightly flew to the second-floor balcony, sat on the railing, and looked down at her sister with melancholy. The sister was still looking around, searching for the benefactor who had secretly helped her. Sachiko was confused by her own thoughts, unsure of her true feelings. Was her bad relationship with her sister because she disliked her body for not being clean, because she wasn't a virgin? But what did her not being a virgin have to do with her, or with the master? Why did she always associate her with the master?
Ye Yongshun arrived hurriedly with his men, their bodies covered in blood. They looked as if they had just survived a brutal battle, their clothes slashed in several places. From afar, he shouted to the colonel, "Oh, what a relief! It's wonderful to see you safe and sound, Colonel!"
Upon seeing Ye Yongshun, the colonel immediately flew into a rage. Before he could speak, Iga Kita, who had been feigning death, scrambled to his feet, yelling and blocking Ye Zhicheng's path. He rattled off a string of broken Sangokumana mixed with some garbled gibberish, excitedly saying, "You broke the agreement! You said you were going to search for treasure together, but you concealed a terrifying enemy, causing the loss of nearly a hundred of our ninjas! You have to compensate us! See? We only have five people left now, including that useless sex slave… Ouch!"
Hearing him insult her sister, Sachiko flicked a drop of water, shooting it into the wound on Iga Kita's back. Using her superior Moon-level power, the drop of water easily pierced his body, injuring his lung. Iga Kita, who was still shouting angrily, coughed twice, spitting out several mouthfuls of blood. His breathing became extremely difficult, and he slowly collapsed to the ground, spitting out blood and foam.
Immediately, a ninja assassin treated his wounds, checked his pulse, and, finding him not in mortal danger, tossed him aside. It seemed they all disliked this guy with the booger-like mustache. Sachiko sat on the balcony, somewhat regretting not shooting him dead. That drop of water, if it had hit his heart, would have guaranteed Iga Kita's death.
This time, Ito Shizuko was even more certain that someone was secretly helping her, because Iga Kita, who had insulted her hundreds of times, had never done it like this before. She knew the reason for Iga Kita's insults—it was because she had refused his filthy demands. Although she was a sex slave, she was a high-level one, having had several masters, all of whom were figures of status within the ninja clans. A mid-level figure like Iga Kita could never have her.
The colonel wanted to continue Iga Kita's words and express his dissatisfaction to the Aoba gang, but a slight fluctuation of water elemental energy made him cautious, and hesitantly looked around, similar to Ito Shizuko. Like them, not just one, the Ye family father and son also made the same gesture, looking around, their eyes lingering around Ito Shizuko.
Sachiko knew her use of elemental power had given her away, but she was confident she wouldn't be discovered. She looked up at the morning star and stretched lazily. Under the watchful eyes of several people, she swaggered away, her invisibility technique rarely detectable, especially by these weaklings whose martial arts were inferior to hers.
Wang Xiaoyin wasn't awakened by Sachiko, but by King Kong's furious roar. Wang Xiaoyin hadn't paid attention to King Kong in a long time, only exchanging greetings when they met. His roar at dawn was clearly abnormal. Ruth, who had been sleeping soundly, was furious after being thoroughly ravaged by Wang Xiaoyin all night, having only slept for less than an hour. Being woken up at this moment, especially after being pulled from Wang Xiaoyin's warm embrace, filled her with rage.
"Hold me tight, don't leave. If he yells again, I'll smash his mouth!" Ruth's delicate arms wrapped around Wang Xiaoyin, who was about to get up, and her languid voice was intoxicating.
“I think King Kong is acting strangely. His martial arts skills have improved terrifyingly lately, and there’s some kind of beast spirit hidden inside him. It would be terrible if he were devoured by a malicious beast spirit. After all, he’s my friend. I’ve never met such an honest person. He’s always trying to be my servant, saying he’s sold his life to me. Tsk tsk, he’s really stupid!”
This time, Ruth didn’t stop him. She opened her eyes and put on her bathrobe because King Kong roared three or four more times while Wang Xiaoyin was speaking. She was going to keep her vow and smash King Kong’s mouth. When they went out, they ran into Su Feifei coming out of the bedroom. She had obviously heard King Kong’s roar as well.
“What’s wrong with King Kong? His voice is so loud…” Su Feifei was a little scared. She snuggled against Wang Xiaoyin and, along with Ruth, took his arm as they went downstairs.
Lan Jiu peeked out and quietly followed them downstairs. She was wearing a sexy bathrobe, almost naked, and her hair was a mess like a weed garden. It was undeniable that she was becoming more and more womanly, gradually evolving into a mature and glamorous woman, shedding her little girl appearance.
Reaching the side building where King Kong lived, Ruth's sleepy expression vanished instantly. She frowned and said, "A very strong beastly aura. It's probably really a problem with the beast spirit. Ordinary humans wouldn't be able to emit such an aura… Xiao Jiu, keep an eye on Fei'er. You two stay away."
Seeing Ruth's tension, Su Feifei and Lan Jiu didn't dare joke around and obediently moved to a distance to observe.
King Kong's room had a sturdy alloy door, but now it was dented and severely deformed from the inside after he had smashed it from the inside. Ruth's expression grew increasingly serious. She said to Wang Xiaoyin, "I need to transform, otherwise I won't be able to control him. Let Fei'er hide inside. Don't scare her; she hasn't seen my werewolf form yet."
Wang Xiaoyin nodded. He trusted Ruth's strength. He said "Be careful," and turned to leave. After much persuasion, he managed to lure Lan Jiu and Su Feifei into the main hall before closing the door.
At this moment, King Kong had already rushed out of the bedroom, leaping around the yard like a gibbon. Whatever his arm touched, he could grab onto, swinging like on a swing, instantly flying more than ten meters. His clothes were torn, with a few strips of fabric hanging from his body. His underwear was elastic enough that his genitals weren't exposed. King Kong's exposed skin was bronze-colored and shiny, like it was coated with paraffin. His eyes turned a deep golden yellow, and he excitedly leaped through the air, as agile as a bird. Even the transformed Ruth couldn't keep up with him.
King Kong finally landed on the ground, and Ruth caught up with him. The two fought without saying a word, adhering to the rules of beasts: the strong have the right to decide. Wang Xiaoyin smiled bitterly to himself, knowing that King Kong was now truly possessed by a beast spirit. Since his berserk transformation at Tianze Academy, King Kong's martial arts had been progressing rapidly, but he hadn't expected such a side effect.
King Kong's hands also had sharp claws, gleaming with golden light, and he could even launch ranged attacks, throwing banana-shaped golden blades. Ruth initially didn't want to hurt him, but seeing him grow stronger, she showed no mercy. With a low growl, she deflected several golden crescent blades, grabbed King Kong's arm, and threw him four or five meters away. King Kong, now over two meters tall, nimbly somersaulted and landed steadily, lunging at Ruth again.
"You deserve a beating!" Ruth roared, accelerating to meet him. She used her claws to deflect the crescent blades King Kong unleashed and punched him in the stomach, sending him flying. Before he even landed, Ruth's body was already upon him, grabbing King Kong's disheveled gray hair in mid-air and slapping him on the back of the neck, knocking him down and slamming him heavily onto the bluestone floor.
King Kong was surprisingly unharmed, struggling to get up. Ruth panicked, letting out a low growl, and her transformed large foot stomped hard on his back, stomping him into the bluestone. Below the bluestone was only soil; she wasn't worried about his life.
Wang Xiaoyin watched in horror from afar. It was the first time he'd witnessed Ruth's true power; she'd actually stomped a half-demon King Kong to the ground! That power… tsk tsk… Wang Xiaoyin secretly resolved never to fall out with Ruth again. If she stomped on him, he'd be bedridden for half a month.
“Ouch… let me go!” After being stomped on several times, a voice pleaded for mercy from underground.
Wang Xiaoyin ran over, stopping Ruth, who was half a head taller than him, and told her to stop stomping, lest someone die. He shouted at the blurry figure half a meter deep, “Who are you? Tell me who you are, and I'll let you go!”
“Boss, it's King Kong! I woke up and found myself here, stomped on dozens of times! I'm suffocating!” It was indeed King Kong's voice and tone. Wang Xiaoyin gestured for Ruth to pull him out.
Ruth straightened her exposed nightgown before pulling King Kong out of the ground. Still not satisfied, she threw him four or five meters away, causing him to scream in pain: "I'm going to die! Ugh..." He crawled on the ground, spitting out mouthfuls of dirt before opening his eyes. He saw himself lying on the ground wearing only his underwear, with a tall, sexy werewolf staring at him. Terrified, he didn't know what to do and kept backing away.
"Hehe, now you know fear! See if you keep yelling like that and disturbing my sleep!" Ruth grinned, brandishing her sharp fangs and brandishing her sharp claws defiantly. Seeing the fear in King Kong's eyes, she became even more smug. However, upon seeing Wang Xiaoyin's strange look, she immediately turned back into a human, embarrassed. She didn't want to leave an image of a savage werewolf in her lover's mind.
"Boss, what's going on?" King Kong, though simple-minded, wasn't stupid. He asked his future master, whom he had sworn allegiance to.
Wang Xiaoyin carefully examined Jin Gang, but couldn't fathom the depth of his martial arts skills. He said, "Simply put, you were backfired by the beast spirit within you, and your primordial spirit was almost taken away. Check your martial arts now!"
"Ah! How is that possible? I was at level seven before I went to sleep yesterday, how could I have reached the lower level of the star-rank... How is that possible? Hahahaha!" His martial arts had suddenly improved dramatically, leaping several levels, and even reaching the Xuan Realm, the dream of ancient martial artists—how could he not be overjoyed!
Wang Xiaoyin shook his head weakly, unsure whether he was envious of Jin Gang's good fortune or worried about his health. After a long while, he asked again, "Then, have any strange things happened to you recently?"
Jin Gang thought for a moment and replied, "No! During the day I'm busy driving Fei'er to the recording studio, and at night I'm always practicing in my room!"
Wang Xiaoyin was disappointed by his answer. When he was controlled by the beast spirit, he had some signs and abnormalities; how could Jin Gang not have? "Have you eaten any magical fruits or elixirs? Or been taught martial arts by a master?" asked Wang Xiaoyin reluctantly.
"How could that be? This isn't a movie; there's no such thing as a miracle. Hmm? But I've been having the same dream for the past few days. A big golden-eyed monkey is asking me for bananas, saying I promised it before. It's been making a fuss for days, keeping me awake. It keeps saying that if I don't give it bananas, it'll take them itself, and that it's pitiful because it hasn't eaten bananas for nearly ten thousand years. I thought it was talking nonsense, and since it was a dream, I didn't take it seriously. Who knew this would happen today?" King Kong said with a wry smile.
Wang Xiaoyin knew that the bananas were a condition King Kong and the beast spirit had agreed on, and King Kong hadn't met the beast spirit's condition. That's why it was acting up, demanding to possess King Kong's body and eat bananas. So he asked, "Then why didn't you give it bananas?"
"Heavens, boss, are you out of your mind? I told you, it's a dream. How can I give them to it?" King Kong said aggrievedly.
Wang Xiaoyin laughed heartily, "I mean, as long as you eat bananas regularly, it can enjoy the same pleasure. That's a condition for the beast spirit possession. I really don't know how you signed that contract with it. Take me for example, the treaty I signed with the beast spirit is... cough cough!"
He glanced at Ruth before whispering to King Kong, "The treaty I signed with the beast spirit inside me is to keep playing with women, especially virgins..." Although his voice was very soft, Ruth heard him clearly and let out a dissatisfied hum.
"Ah? You mean, as long as I eat bananas, it won't bother me while I sleep?" King Kong suddenly realized, clearly hearing such an absurd thing for the first time.
"That's right!" Wang Xiaoyin said.
“Although I don’t really like bananas, they’re so sweet and soft, but for the sake of that big monkey inside me, I have to do it.” King Kong, having figured out the reason for the problem, hurriedly ran into the bedroom to get dressed.
Ruth was about to pull Wang Xiaoyin back to his room to sleep when suddenly Ito Sachiko, dressed in a blue ninja outfit, appeared beside them.

Volume 4, Chapter 62: Sachiko’s Gift
: 9-22 4:51:10 Word Count: 8031

Ruth was about to pull Wang Xiaoyin back to his room to sleep when suddenly Ito Sachiko , dressed in a blue ninja outfit, appeared beside them.
Sensing Ruth’s unfriendly gaze, Ito Sachiko timidly called out, “Master!” and then vanished into thin air.
It wasn’t that Ruth was jealous, but being disturbed from her precious sleep naturally made her unhappy. Ito Sachiko, who always considered herself a sex slave, never participated in jealousy or rivalry. Even if a prostitute Wang Xiaoyin had just met showed displeasure, Sachiko wouldn’t dare voice her dissatisfaction unless her master allowed it.
Wang Xiaoyin understood the reasons. Seeing that Xingzi seemed to have something to say to him, otherwise she wouldn't have shown herself here openly. He smiled, patted Ruth's round and pert buttocks, and said, "Go back and wait for me!"
Ruth carefully examined the place where Xingzi had disappeared and was very surprised to find that she couldn't sense the direction where Xingzi had disappeared. She secretly reassessed Xingzi's martial arts skills and identity.
"Come back soon!" Ruth smiled brightly, realizing she had shown too much jealousy earlier, and whispered in his ear, "I won't sleep until you come back! Say hello to her for me, and tell her I want to be friends with her!"
Seeing Ruth walk away, Sachiko poked her head out from the air, playfully sticking out her tongue, and asked sweetly, "Master, wasn't she jealous? Why does she want to be friends with me?"
Wang Xiaoyin reached out and pinched her delicate, snow-white cheek, teasingly saying, "You little vixen, she's afraid of losing to you, so she's begging for peace. Are you satisfied now? Tell me, what's the matter? Are you feeling lonely again and missing my precious weapon?"
"Oh, Master~ What do you mean 'missing you again'? Sachiko misses you every single moment!" When no one else is around, Sachiko instantly transforms into the seductive queen of seduction, using her powerful invisibility skill to pull Wang Xiaoyin into the invisible void as well. "Master, hug me?"
Wang Xiaoyin loves Sachiko's coquettishness. Although he finds her a bit strange today, he doesn't say much, simply lifting her up and holding her petite yet voluptuous body tightly, leaping towards the rooftop. The rooftop is his favorite spot for flirting; the sky isn't fully bright yet, still shrouded in a gray mist.
"What's wrong, my little vixen?" Wang Xiaoyin sits on the flat ground of the rooftop, a blissful smile on his face as he holds the serene and gentle Sachiko, seemingly seeking more dependence and protection. Unlike usual, when touching her makes her moan incessantly like a cat in heat.
"It feels so good to be held by my master! I almost died yesterday. If that had happened, I would never have felt your love again. So, I really love the feeling of being alive!" As Xingzi spoke, a clear tear rolled down her cheek. Before Wang Xiaoyin could ask, she recounted the events of the previous night in detail.
Wang Xiaoyin hadn't seen Xingzi cry in almost five years. Seeing her cry just now had startled him, but after hearing her story, he understood what had happened. Those tears contained: the excitement of surviving a near-death experience, the self-reflection after his blind overconfidence in his martial arts, and, most importantly, the lingering fear from years without experiencing killing firsthand, a feeling of being unaccustomed to this near-death experience.
"It was indeed a close call. Luckily, I wasn't too greedy for cultivation treasures, otherwise I would have lost everything and gained nothing. The leader of the Blood God Cult is too ruthless. He used such a simple trick to eliminate three or four hundred ancient martial artists. Those who died might be from the Wild Gou Kingdom, the Desert Sand Kingdom, and the Huaxia Kingdom... If the Blood God Cult doesn't get the benefits from the White Cloud Ruins this time, they will face an attack from the entire East Asian martial arts world."
"Hehe, Xingzi isn't your wife. Xingzi only wants to be your slave. As long as I can stay by my master's side, Xingzi is willing to be your sex slave forever."
Wang Xiaoyin kissed away the tears on her delicate face, looking at her charming and alluring appearance, and found himself becoming more and more inseparable from her. Was she becoming more and more to his liking, or was he growing more and more fond of her? Wang Xiaoyin didn't know. He unconsciously kissed her pink cheeks. Perhaps they were both a part of his life, an inseparable part. He only felt this way with Lan Yao, and he never felt this way with his closest mistress. Wang Xiaoyin believed it was because of the beast spirit. When the beast spirit completely merged with him, wouldn't this intimate relationship be even more harmonious?
"Master, I want to give you my sister. Would you be willing to take her as your slave?" Comforted by Wang Xiaoyin, Xingzi gradually regained her former alluring charm. She was captivated by his intimate and gentle actions, and unconsciously poured out the words she most wanted to say.
"Ah? Your sister Jingzi? Give her to me?" Wang Xiaoyin was very surprised, stopping his teasing hands and staring blankly into Xingzi's eyes.
“Yes!” Since she had already said it, Sachiko decided to be frank. “I just saw her and found that she wasn’t happy. She’s often insulted by lowly people. If I give her to my master, I think she could be happier, as happy as a slave!”
“Haha, little vixen, don’t you think it’s ridiculous? Back then, Shizuko wanted to give you to the master she served, and now you want to give her to me… Are you deliberately taking revenge, or do you want to see history repeat itself?” Wang Xiaoyin found it amusing and pinched her pink cheeks again, laughing.
"Ah! I understand now! I misunderstood you before, sister!" Sachiko suddenly exclaimed, sitting up from Wang Xiaoyin's lap. "Shizuko must have really liked her master back then. Although she wasn't even a tenth as handsome as him, and her abilities and charm were far inferior, he was the eldest son of the Koga family, holding a very high position among the ninja clans... Yes, that's why you felt the same way I do now, and said those annoying things to me!"
"After I strongly rejected her, although she was disappointed, she helped me escape Fusang Island at a crucial moment... It turns out, you still cared about me. I've been misunderstanding her all along."
Sachiko's cheeks flushed with excitement, as if she had just made love with her master. Unraveling this knot in her heart was of great significance to her; the only thing she couldn't let go of was now over.
"Have you changed your mind?" Wang Xiaoyin was slightly disappointed. He still greatly admired Ito Shizuko's beauty, imagining two sisters who looked so alike serving him in bed at the same time—how pleasurable that would be, especially since both were alluring and seductive mature women.
"Hehehe, no!" Sachiko, of course, understood Wang Xiaoyin's thoughts perfectly, and laughed happily. "Thinking this through has strengthened Sachiko's resolve. Although my sister isn't a virgin anymore, her... well, she's a renowned 'spring water honey pot.' Most men who have sex with her quickly become impotent, a hundred times more powerful than the seductive arts of the Taiyin Sect. Because her 'honey pot' is naturally formed, coupled with her rigorous training, no one dares to take her in."
"Oh, so that's what you mean by a 'famous weapon.' It's quite impressive! It's a weapon of mass destruction! It's far inferior to your 'muddy path'!" Among the beauties Wang Xiaoyin had encountered, there were all sorts of famous weapons, including this "spring water honey pot," so he wasn't particularly surprised when Sachiko mentioned it.
Seeing that Wang Xiaoyin didn't seem to care much about his sister, Sachiko became a little anxious and hurriedly introduced Ito Shizuko's advantages and the information she had overheard on Fusang Island. It turns out that after Ito Shizuko's first master, Koga Oni-Ku, became partially impotent, she became an ominous woman. Although she still enjoyed the treatment of a high-class sex slave, no one dared to take her, especially after her master's death. Similarly, some mid-level ninjas, however, coveted Shizuko's beauty and risked impotence to try and have their way with her.
"Hehe, I admit your sister is very charming, okay? Actually, every beautiful woman possesses a special kind of 'treasure,' the key is whether you can meet someone who appreciates it. Even meeting someone who appreciates it isn't guaranteed; it's best to meet someone with the expertise to verify its quality!" Wang Xiaoyin, exasperated by her persistence and eager to get back to sleep, had no choice but to acknowledge Shizuko's prowess and share his understanding of "treasures."
Sachiko knew when to advance and retreat, and knew when to stop. Seeing that he didn't reject her sister's identity, she happily said, "I know my sister's body best, and I will definitely not disappoint Master. Master's weapon is invincible and is the best tester. I'm so happy today, I'm going back to sleep!"
After seeing Sachiko off, Wang Xiaoyin yawned and walked back to the main hall of the house. He saw Su Feifei and Lan Jiu sitting together, chattering excitedly.
"What are you talking about?" Wang Xiaoyin asked.
"Werewolf! So Sister Ruth's transformed appearance is so cute! I think her golden fur must be soft and fluffy, it looks so pretty." Su Feifei's face was flushed with excitement, her long pink hair cascading over her shoulders like waves. She didn't even notice that her camisole had slipped down, revealing her snow-white breasts in full shape, and her pink nipples emitting an alluring halo.
"Yeah, yeah, it's my first time seeing a werewolf transform too! Sister Ruth really has a lot of secrets!" Lan Jiu grinned mischievously, glancing at Su Feifei's exposed chest out of the corner of her eye, and smugly gestured towards Wang Xiaoyin.
Wang Xiaoyin clicked her tongue, mentally praising Su Feifei's beautiful breasts a hundred times before finally hearing what they were saying. It seemed that lying to Su Feifei before was useless; she already knew about werewolves from Lan Jiu. However, seeing her excited and thrilled expression, there wasn't a trace of fear on her face.
Wang Xiaoyin felt that sneaking upstairs was the best choice, but he couldn't resist the temptation. He ran to Su Feifei's side and, like a mischievous rabbit, pinched her bare breasts a few times. Only when Su Feifei screamed did he leisurely slip into Ruth's bedroom.
"Rogue, bad guy, lewd..." Su Feifei cursed insincerely, and after he left, she pouted in disappointment. She inwardly berated herself for being a poor mistress; he'd only touched her a few times before she screamed, and she hadn't even slept with him yet…
Seeing her like this, Lan Jiu grinned wickedly, covered her mouth, and quietly slipped into her bedroom. After locking the door tightly, she ripped open her robe and stood angrily in front of the mirror, staring at her naked, white body. She was getting taller, her breasts fuller, and her buttocks rounder and firmer. She was undeniably a stunning beauty, so why wouldn't he take her in?
"I'm not young anymore!" Lan Jiu murmured, puffing out her full breasts and gazing at her alluring body in the mirror.
On the vanity table, there's a stack of manuscript papers. On top is Lan Jiu's new lyrics and music:
"To Be King"
"Unable to grasp the wind's direction, I let you drift in the lake's heart
. The sky is your yearning, choose a cloud as your idol.
Fly, fly, to be king in the land of fantasy.
Unable to grasp the rain's rhythm, I let you leave my sight .
The ocean is your homeland, circle a giant whale as your dream bed.
Wander, wander, to
be king in the land of freedom.
Fantasy is not a phenomenon, fantasy cannot be imagined, fantasy is not a direction I can grasp.
Excuses are not reasons, excuses cannot close the mouth, excuses are not a harbor I can accept.
I only need your promise, even half, to drift like rain.
(#2 I only need your glance. Even half, to be drawn to the flame like a moth.)
To be king in the land of dreams, to be king in the land of freedom,
I don't want to be king, I don't want to be king, I only want to attract your gaze!"
(#2 I don't want to be king, I don't want to be king, I just want the warm bed you give me!)
Wang Xiaoyin had already heard this song. The lyricist he called a super resentful woman was actually Lan Jiu. Lan Jiu didn't know Wang Xiaoyin's evaluation of her yet. If she did, she wondered what her reaction would be. Or perhaps, she was even more eager for Wang Xiaoyin to find out!
Wang Xiaoyin didn't sleep soundly. Less than two hours later, he crawled out from between Ruth's huge breasts and answered his phone.
"Who disturbed my sweet dream? Ugh, if you have something to say, come out; if not, leave the court!" Wang Xiaoyin lazily dozed off and mumbled sleepily.
"If you were emperor, you would definitely be a super tyrannical and incompetent ruler! The sun is already high in the sky, and you're still in bed! My incompetent emperor, how many women did you sleep with last night?" The woman on the phone said sarcastically.
"Oh? So it's Consort Liu. What has disturbed my sweet dream?" Wang Xiaoyin couldn't possibly admit to only having sex with one woman. Although she was a werewolf with superhuman stamina, he was already quite exhausted, so he had no choice but to avoid answering.
"Bah! I'll play along with you to the end!" Liu Liu's fiery temper was only revealed to Wang Xiaoyin. Her southern accent was soft and gentle, and although her tone was firm, it was still pleasant to hear. "Your Majesty, on behalf of the Liu family, I thank you. If it weren't for Your Majesty's wisdom and might, persuading my younger brother to withdraw from the chaotic situation in Heaven, the Liu family would certainly have been doomed last night. The entire Liu family will forever remember Your Majesty's great kindness. I thank you in advance!"
Liu Liu's cooperation was rare, so Wang Xiaoyin pretended not to notice. "I see! Since Consort Liu keeps saying she wants to thank me, is it just empty words? Is there no real way to repay
her?" "How does Your Majesty want me to repay you? With my body? In the next life, as a cow or a horse, carrying grass and making ties...?"
"Stop! I don't want anything else, just offer a hundred bottles of your family's Willow Shade Grass Juice!"
"Why don't you just die!" Liu Liu roared into the phone, "Thanking you was my personal decision! That bastard Liu Sheng took all the credit for himself and shamelessly demanded a reward from the family elders. I felt something was off, and under my severe interrogation, he finally confessed that you were the one who prevented the Liu family from participating in Heaven's affairs."
"Oh, you didn't participate in family matters? Why are you doing this now...?"
"Be careful, I'm afraid something might happen to you!" Liu Liu suddenly said gently in a low voice, "I hid a bottle of Asakusa Juice for you, I'll bring it to you next time I go to Heaven!"
After hanging up, Wang Xiaoyin felt a pang of sadness. She was getting more and more touched by the things that happened. Did martial arts have these effects after reaching the Xuan Realm? Was it because she had become more humane, or were all the women just getting hot? But summer was almost here!
She hadn't slept long when the phone rang again. Luckily, Ruth was sleeping like a little pig, and as long as she held Wang Xiaoyin, she wouldn't wake up even if the sky fell.
Wang Xiaoyin said sleepily, "I'll give you three seconds to explain why you're here, otherwise..."
"Otherwise what? You little rascal, I haven't seen you for days, which woman have you been fooling around with? I heard from Xiaohe that you have too many female confidantes! Although you are my son, Xiaohe is also my daughter, you can't..."
The incessant nagging on the phone made Wang Xiaoyin dizzy, and he had to use his trump card: "Hello, Uncle, who is this? You must have dialed the wrong number?"
"Ah? This is Wang Yuanzhe, I am your father! Xiaoyin, you haven't forgotten me, have you?" The voice on the phone was very surprised, but more than that, it was worried.
"Huh? I have a father? I think I'm an orphan, right?" Hearing the other person's breathing getting heavier, as if he was about to explode, Wang Xiaoyin quickly changed her tune, "Hmm, I remember now. I think I recognized a father a few days ago, but it doesn't feel right. I've been independent for 20 years, and you suddenly want me to come back. I feel like I'm being restricted." "
Oh, it's good that you remember, it's good that you remember!" Wang Yuanzhe wiped the sweat from his forehead, thinking to himself that the father-son relationship was really weak. He had cried and begged to find his biological son, but the son didn't appreciate it. He had even called him "Dad," but the barrier between them couldn't be bridged in a short time. "When you left the day before yesterday, didn't you say you were going to come here today to see your mother's picture?"
"Sigh, I'll go this afternoon!" Wang Xiaoyin sighed. He had found his father and learned his identity, but he couldn't feel happy. It all felt like a dream, an illusion, devoid of reality. His appearance had been altered by the beast spirit; blood relations could be determined solely by blood sample genetic testing and his name, but not by familial affection. This would take time.
"Okay, I'll wait for you in the study!" Wang Yuanzhe felt somewhat relieved upon receiving his affirmative answer and happily hung up the phone.
Looking at the time, it was already lunchtime. Wang Xiaoyin pulled away from Ruth's delicate arms and legs, closed his eyes, and went into the bathroom to shower. Today, he was going to the Wang family not only to see his mother's photo but also to ask about modified humans and the Spirit Stone. He didn't feel much impulse towards hatred he hadn't personally experienced; it was only the thought of his mother, whom he had never met, dying at the hands of the Ye family, coupled with his enmity with the Ye family's young master, that drove him to want to exterminate the Ye family.
"A life with goals isn't too boring!" Wang Xiaoyin said coldly to himself in the mirror.

Volume 4, Chapter 63: The Girl's Seduction
: 9-22 4:51:10 Word Count: 7408

Many people sleep during the day because they didn't sleep well the night before. While Wang Xiaoyin was taking a shower, many leaders of various martial arts sects and families were also just getting up. They couldn't sleep last night, and their sleep was restless during the day, not because someone disturbed them with a cell phone, but because their minds were in turmoil.
They had spent a great deal of money gathering in Paradise to monitor the Blood God Sect for over a dozen days and nights, and just when they thought they had achieved results, they fell into the Blood God Sect's insidious trap. They all said that the leader of the Blood God Sect was too cunning, using schemes that were impossible to guard against, yet they never examined their own greed and desires.
Du Zhongxin, the leader of the Illusion Sword Sect, rubbed his swollen eyes and sighed as he sat up in bed. Beside his obese, ball-like body lay his wife, Li Yuqing, a once-renowned beauty in the martial arts world. Although middle-aged, her figure remained perfect, her skin soft and fair, her breasts high and firm without a trace of sagging. Anyone who didn't know her would never guess that her daughter was already a mature woman in her twenties.
Du Zhongxin glanced at his naked wife; although her body was alluring, he felt no interest whatsoever. The loss of over sixty disciples last night had pained him to the point of wanting to vomit blood, including two star-level experts. He had no choice but to swallow his pride and apologize to the sect elders, requesting them to send more experts to Heaven. He wasn't worried about the elders refusing to send anyone, because the elders desired the cultivation manual more than anyone else—the true secret to immortality.
This was a villa provided by the Ye family for the Illusion Sword Sect. Only a dozen or so ordinary disciples with low martial arts skills remained, responsible for daily life. A few days ago, Elder Xiao Huayu, whose arm had been shot and broken shortly after arriving at Heaven, escaped death because he was recuperating. He was accompanied by Shen Huashi, the arbitrator who had just returned from out of town. He had tracked the wounded Ghost Sword for hundreds of miles but still hadn't caught him.
Du Zhongxin, extremely frustrated, put on his clothes, wondering what to do next. All one hundred disciples he brought to Heaven had been lost: over twenty were killed by his uncle Xiao Huayu, over ten by unknown assassins, and over sixty were killed by the Blood God Cult's scheme. The only saving grace was that the losses last night weren't limited to the Zhihuan Sword Sect; the entire martial world had been deceived by the Blood God Cult.
Just then, Ye Yongjian, the head of the Ye family, came to see him. Seeing the bloodshot in each other's eyes, the two exchanged bitter smiles.
"Sect Leader Du, everyone knows what happened last night. It wasn't just you and my family who suffered. The Blood God Cult is too cunning. If the martial world doesn't join forces to fight back, last night's events will likely repeat themselves!" Ye Yongjian said.
Du Zhongxin, looking weary, said, “Join forces against the enemy? Easier said than done! The Xuanwu Alliance did the same thing before, and luckily, they succeeded. Unfortunately, their success was too domineering, and they were met with unanimous resistance from their fellow martial artists, forcing them to slink away from the martial world. Now, the Xuanwu Alliance has just made its appearance in the martial world, and the Ye family has already joined forces with them. How can a small sect like ours possibly unite?”
Ye Yongjian flashed a hint of displeasure, but then smiled again and said, “Sect Leader Du is joking. If the Illusion Sword Sect is a small sect, are there any large sects left in this world? Actually, the alliance with the Xuanwu Alliance wasn’t handled by me. You know, nowadays, whether it’s a sect or a martial arts family, the one in charge isn’t the sect leader or the family head, but…”
“…Elder!” Du Zhongxin and Ye Yongjian said in unison, then exchanged another bitter smile. They had finally found common ground.
“Since Patriarch Ye knows all this, why does he keep proposing an alliance with me? He should be talking to the elders of the Illusion Sword Sect. The current state of the martial world cannot be described simply as ‘chaotic’!” Du Zhongxin’s round, chubby face was filled with helplessness, as if he were worried about the world.
Ye Yongjian laughed and said, “Hehe, Brother Du, you are both sensible people. Although the patriarch and sect leader do not have absolute power, they still carry considerable weight. My son is your eldest disciple. Given our relationship, can’t we speak frankly and honestly?”
"Haha, you're being too polite. Zhixing has exceptional talent; he's the most promising disciple I've ever taken on. If anything happens to him, how could I stand idly by? Take the Spirit-Sculpting Stone incident, for example. I personally led a team to protect your son, and my little girl is very close to him. With such a relationship, how could I not tell the truth!"
Du Zhongxin's beady eyes gleamed with cunning as he continued, "It's not that I don't want to form an alliance, but we all have our own issues to deal with, and it's really not easy to form an alliance at this time. Our Illusion Sword Sect has produced a wicked disciple who is killing and setting fires everywhere, ruining our sect's reputation. There's also a small group of unknown assassins using our Illusion Sword Sect's martial arts to assassinate our disciples. These are all urgent matters. Moreover, your Ye family has a powerful enemy, the Blood God Sect, that needs to be eliminated. It seems they used to be your Ye family's staunch allies, didn't they?"
A look of dejection flashed in Ye Yongjian's eyes; the stigma of betraying allies would probably be difficult to clear in a short time. This wasn't the first time they'd discussed an alliance, and each time Du Zhongxin had found an excuse to refuse. So they talked about some trivial matters, and the two parted on bad terms.
Watching Ye Yongjian leave, Du Zhongxin shook his head helplessly and sighed, "Alas, it's not that I don't want an alliance with you. Getting the Ye family involved would be a dream come true. Unfortunately, the situation is unclear, and I won't take the risk. He hasn't served his sentence as the Ye family head yet. If Ye Yongfei pushes him down, wouldn't our Illusion Sword Sect suffer as well?"
"Where's Juan'er?" Du Zhongxin suddenly remembered he hadn't seen his daughter for several days.
His disciples cautiously replied, "Last night, Senior Sister went to the Hu family for a visit and hasn't returned yet."
"Alas, I see. You may leave!" Du Zhongxin was helpless with his daughter. He had previously hoped she would seduce the young master of the Ye family, thus forging a marriage alliance between the Illusion Sword Sect and the Ye family. Unfortunately, his daughter was unworthy, promiscuous and becoming a notorious harlot in the sect, almost causing the destruction of the Illusion Sword Sect. Although the matter was handled discreetly, with several powerless disciples taking the blame, he knew these scandals had likely already spread.
In Wang Yuanzhe's study, Wang Xiaoyin listened to her father recount the story of the cyborgs. These cyborgs with self-destruct capabilities were extremely expensive, with a very low success rate. The experts in charge of these experiments were composed of biochemists wanted by the world; they were experimenting for the sake of experimentation, the results secondary. Wang Yuanzhe provided them with funds and materials, wanting only the "results" they didn't care about. Both sides got what they wanted, and the cooperation was quite pleasant.
The Spirit-Sculpting Stone was discovered in an oil-digging machine in the Earth's core. Wang Yuanzhe had seen some illustrations of strange stones at the Lan family's old age, and after his friend, Master Kujing, examined them, he was certain that the stone dug from the Earth's core was the Spirit-Sculpting Stone, ten thousand times more valuable than diamonds. One of the stones auctioned on the black market was specifically to attract the Ye family's attention. Aside from the Ye family, few families could afford to spend billions to create a master.
"Dad, does that mean you still have a lot of Spirit Stones?" Wang Xiaoyin asked.
"Hehe, not a lot, but not few either. After digging oil fields for over a decade, this is the only place I've seen with this much. If there were truly many, Spirit-Sculpting Stones wouldn't be this expensive. Xiaohe told me you also practice martial arts; do you need Spirit-Sculpting Stones?"
"Yes, I've never seen one before!" Of course, one wouldn't let something free pass by, especially a rare stone never seen before. For a jewelry craftsman, this was even more crucial.
Examining the several fist-sized, milky-white stones in his hand, he carefully observed their luster. The milky white stones possessed a crystalline, jade-like sheen, with a faint white mist rising from their core, swirling and spinning rapidly, its rotation mirroring the Earth's rotation. They contained immense energy, yet belonged to none of the five elements, seemingly brimming with life like springtime. The ring on his left pinky finger twitched slightly, indicating a great interest in the Spirit-Sculpting Stones.
Wang Xiaoyin, thinking of using the Spirit-Sculpting Stones to carve some ornaments, saw several similarly sized stones and asked, "Dad, are there any broken pieces? Are all Spirit-Sculpting Stones this big?"
"Yes," Wang Yuanzhe replied, "the Spirit-Sculpting Stone that sold for 4.8 billion at auction last time is the one in your left hand. Hehe, I had someone snatch it back from the Ye family. Master Kujing said that only stones with energy mist at their core are complete Spirit-Sculpting Stones. We only dug out one large piece initially; they automatically split into this size. These are all natural originals." Wang
Xiaoyin hadn't intended to use these Spirit-Sculpting Stones; she was just curious. She had heard Xingzi say that they were passively possessed and couldn't use Spirit-Sculpting Stones, but they could use them to curry favor with those old, immortal masters of mystic arts, perhaps even tricking them into giving them secret techniques or elixirs.
Next, there was the matter of the photograph.
Wang Xiaoyin looked at her mother's photos; she was even more beautiful than he had imagined. The woman in the photos was graceful and elegant, her slender fingers deftly crafting exquisite jewelry, her beautiful eyes brimming with wisdom. He flipped through photo after photo, until he had seen hundreds of pictures, then looked at them all again from the beginning.
"Her eyes really do look like Mom's. No matter how much you change her appearance, you can't change her eyes. My mother's name is Lan Lan… but my Blue Fairies are also called Lan xx, tsk tsk, which bastard came up with that name? It clashes with Mom's name! Hmm, never mind, I think I was the one who named the Blue Fairies." Wang Xiaoyin muttered to himself as he flipped through the photos.
Wang Yuanzhe had kept the photos very well, including many of the two of them together, showing them to his son to prove his identity.
"Dad was quite handsome when he was young, but he's gotten uglier and uglier, nowhere near as good-looking as Mom!" Wang Xiaoyin's words made Wang Yuanzhe break out in a cold sweat. He hurriedly ran to his desk and secretly looked in the mirror to see if he had really become ugly.
"Alright, identity verification complete! I think I look more like Mom! And my craftsmanship skills are also inherited from Mom. Just look at my jewelry store's business; it's more than ten thousand times better than your Lan's Jewelry Store." Wang Xiaoyin returned the photos to Wang Yuanzhe, but secretly hid a photo of his mother. His feelings for women were always closer than for men.
Wang Yuanzhe saw him secretly hiding the photos but didn't point it out; instead, he was quite pleased. Suddenly, he slapped his forehead and exclaimed, "I forgot! I also have several family photos, locked in the vault, and you have photos of me when I was born, and photos of my one-month celebration..."
He frantically searched for the magnetic card key, frantically typing in the password in a dark corner. Wang Xiaoyin clearly saw the tears in his eyes, and a pang of sadness rose in her heart, along with a touch of familial warmth. Her eyes slowly welled up with tears, and she covered the photo hidden in her pocket with her hand.
Wang Xiaoyin asked him for a family photo from when he was a month old, hid it in her pocket, and hurriedly left. He didn't want to cry in front of others yet; he would only cry in his car when he was alone, looking at the photo. It seemed that only then did he believe in his origins.
Gently stroking the black ring on his left hand, quietly feeling the only keepsake his mother had left him, tears silently dampening the ring. The golden Thunderbird sports car started and shot out of the Wang family's house like an arrow. This was the first car besides the Wang family's own vehicles that could roam freely in this estate.
"Hey! Hey!" Wang Qinghe stomped her feet angrily in the attic, blaming this guy for not coming to play with her. He went straight into her father's study as soon as he entered the house, and the two of them closed the door, so no one knew what they were saying inside.
Wang Xiaoyin's Thunderbird was a top-of-the-line sports car in the world. At full speed, it quickly attracted the attention of traffic police, whose sirens blared incessantly. Once on the dedicated racetrack, it quickly left the swarming police cars behind, focusing solely on the exhilarating speed.
Wang Xiaoyin had dabbled in racing before, but his skills were extremely poor. He'd only driven by a fleeting interest, coupled with top-of-the-line equipment, and after two or three months, he'd completely forgotten about it. However, today he was in a bit of a turmoil and needed to release his pent-up emotions through speed.
When he finally stopped, it was already dark. The highway streetlights cast an orange-yellow glow, and all sorts of sports cars crisscrossed the road, their engines roaring incessantly.
"Hey buddy, you're driving fast!" Four or five luxury sports cars stopped on either side of Wang Xiaoyin's car, perfectly level. One of the boys, a fifteen or sixteen-year-old with permed hair, shouted at him, "We chased you all the way from the city center, and we only caught up with you when you stopped! Your speed is amazing!"
"I was driving in a straight line, all thanks to my gear, no skill!" Wang Xiaoyin wasn't interested in messing around with these kids and prepared to catch his breath and drive back.
"It's okay, let's have a race! Whoever gets back to the speed limit zone first wins, how about it?" another boy shouted, and the pretty girl sitting next to him joined in the cheering.
"You're driving the latest Thunderbird, you're pretty rich, let's bet 500,000, how about it?" the others chimed in.
Wang Xiaoyin felt these kids were just trying to scam him. If all five of them ganged up on him, he definitely wouldn't win. Their gear was also good, with a blue Thunderbird and a Coral, giving him no advantage. Strangely, only two girls were in the passenger seats; the other three were empty.
"Okay! Make a U-turn at the fork ahead, choose your own route, and finish at the yellow line in the speed limit zone!" Wang Xiaoyin hadn't backed down, but against these kids, win or lose, he had to give it his all. Besides, he'd had some training; he was definitely better than these kids.
After the agreed-upon timeout, the six sports cars roared to life, leaving trails of black smoke as they sped off. Wang Xiaoyin had been far ahead, and after making the U-turn first, he left them far behind. In the speed, he quickly forgot everything else, simply pressing the accelerator, pushing the speed ever higher. But gradually, he felt something was wrong. Where were the other cars on this road? Why was he the only one left?
"A trap?" The word flashed through Wang Xiaoyin's mind, and he immediately slowed down. But he quickly realized that another car was catching up behind—the blue Thunderbird. So the other car was also a spoiled rich kid who relied on his gear. He felt much more at ease. But under normal traffic conditions, shouldn't there be other cars?
As he pondered, he suddenly noticed a scantily clad young woman sitting on the roadside railing ahead. She was dressed in a striking red outfit and was waving at Wang Xiaoyin from afar, gesturing for him to stop and hitch a ride. Wang Xiaoyin had excellent eyesight; he recognized the girl as quite attractive. She had snow-white skin, half-exposed, rounded breasts, a slender waist, and a flat, smooth abdomen with a healthy glow. She wore leather hot pants that accentuated her long, alluring legs.
However, this scantily clad beauty failed to pique Wang Xiaoyin's interest. At least, all the women he'd been with were prettier than her, and besides, it was race time; he wouldn't stop for a woman.
A few dozen kilometers later, another Coral sports car gradually caught up, about two thousand meters behind Wang Xiaoyin, keeping a close distance. Meanwhile, another Thunderbird slowly lagged behind.
Coincidentally, another girl appeared ahead, dressed in bright green, wearing the same leather jacket and hot pants. Her outfit was similar to the previous girl's, sexy and charming, yet slightly innocent and naive, like a high school student who had just graduated from school.
Wang Xiaoyin gradually understood what was going on—it was seduction! But why didn't those idiot teenagers consider that this was a highway, and at high speed at that? An ordinary person probably wouldn't even have a chance to get a clear look at the girl, so how could they fall for the trap? Even he, a low-level expert, couldn't properly examine
the girl's alluring figure because the car was going too fast. Since that was the case, Wang Xiaoyin also knew why there was no one on this road; they must have blocked the entrance using an obstacle course. With their abilities and driving high-end sports cars, they must be sons of officials. Wang Xiaoyin became increasingly certain of his guess. When he saw the third girl in yellow, he smiled, slowed down, and stopped beside her.
"Ah? It's you?" The girl in yellow had a strange hairstyle, half fiery red and half sea blue, just like Wang Xiaoyin's hair color. She covered her half-exposed chest in surprise and exclaimed shyly.
"Hehe, Tang Beibei, little girl, don't waste time, get in here!" Wang Xiaoyin, holding her smooth, slender waist, ignored her protests, threw her into the passenger seat, and accelerated wildly, chasing after the Coral Sports Car that had just overtaken him. They
were only a dozen kilometers from the finish line.

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