[Urban Fantasy] Lure the Flower to Sleep (Complete) - 11

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Volume 4, Chapter 1: Seducing Each Other's Women (Part 2)
: 9-22 4:50:55 Word Count: 13625

Li Junqi, with great poise, pulled the scantily clad woman to sit diagonally opposite Wang Xiaoyin, ignoring the coldness in Zhu Fugui's words, and continued with a smile: "I'm just thinking of everyone's interests! You know, our Li family is the largest real estate developer in Paradise City, and only we have the ability to drive up the price of this prime land to an astronomical level, so we definitely won't treat you unfairly. As for the jewelry in your shop, I've already found buyers for you, and they'll definitely be higher than your retail price, how about it?"
"Sorry, it's the same old story, not for sale! I know the strength of your Li family; you could very well create another prime commercial district. Our small jewelry store shouldn't require Young Master Li to make a dozen trips, right?" Zhu Fugui was unmoved, his mind made up, leaving no room for negotiation.
Wang Xiaoyin and Lan San had overheard him let slip that the real boss behind the scenes didn't want to sell, which explained Zhu Fugui's unwavering stance. Besides, he didn't have the authority to decide; he was only there to follow orders.
"Tsk tsk, what a pity! I've been so sincere in trying to do business with you, yet you won't give me a chance. Our Li family offered 2.3 billion coral coins just to buy this small plot of land, not this dilapidated building and jewelry. Of course, 2.3 billion US dollars is fine too; the difference between the two currencies isn't significant. As long as Mr. Zhu nods, the money will be transferred to your account immediately, without delay." Li Junqi had a talent for negotiation and persuasion, but he overlooked Zhu Fugui's lack of decision-making power.
Hearing this price, Wang Xiaoyin and Lan San were secretly surprised; it was indeed several times higher than other prime locations. Zhu Fugui was also tempted, but he shook his head and sighed a few times, still refusing.
"Does Boss Zhu also enjoy the taste of those disobedient craftsmen? Then it'll be hard to discuss business later, and feelings will be hurt. I remember Boss Zhu is Chinese, right? He's been a mayor of the city since childhood, and it wasn't easy for him to get to where he is today. Don't become someone's sacrifice without realizing it." Li Junqi pinched the snow-white thigh of the woman beside him, threatening her coldly. His eyes kept darting over Lan San's tender, crystal-clear skin. Seeing Wang Xiaoyin's hand casually resting on her high, firm breasts, an inexplicable jealousy rose within him. He tightened his grip, making the scantily clasped woman grimace, wanting to scream but not daring to.
Hearing his words, Wang Xiaoyin immediately understood that he also knew Zhu Fugui wasn't the real master. He felt a little more attention towards him, but also a little more disgust. He didn't have much affection for the scions of wealthy families because he had spent almost his entire childhood being bullied by them. Whenever he thought of their expressions and mannerisms, he felt like vomiting. He had also read the information Lan Yao had collected about the real estate tycoon Li family. The information spoke highly of Li Junqi and mentioned his vices, such as playing around with female celebrities and his gambling addiction. However, he didn't want to get to know him now, and his current status wasn't suitable for such an encounter. Not wanting to waste any more time, he patted Lan San's bottom,
signaling her to get up. "Hehe, you two talk, we won't disturb you any longer, goodbye!" Wang Xiaoyin, holding Lan San's hand, nodded slightly to them and prepared to leave. With Wang Xiaoyin no longer covering Lan San's chest, her firm nipples were immediately exposed.
This sight greatly aroused Li Junqi, his eyes fixed intently on those two points. Such a slender, beautiful, and alluring woman was truly tempting, and she wasn't even wearing underwear—how lewd! He noticed that although Wang Xiaoyin was slightly more handsome than him, her clothes were too poor; she didn't own a single valuable item. Thinking it over, he felt he had a good chance of winning her over, so he stood up with an air of nonchalance, handed Lan San a business card, and smiled, "I'm so sorry we haven't had a chance to introduce ourselves. I'm Li Junqi, this is my business card, let's have a good chat sometime!" He didn't even glance at Wang Xiaoyin as he said this, a clear sign of a woman-stealing scheme. The
scantily clad woman he brought gave a disgruntled snort, casually removing her large sunglasses to reveal most of her face. Wang Xiaoyin glanced at the woman; she looked familiar, like a popular actress from Tianmei Entertainment, named Zhen Ni. She was quite pretty, mature and alluring, captivating many young male fans. Wang Xiaoyin smiled at her, only to be met with a glare from Zhen Ni. This was quite rare; unless someone genuinely liked her, or was extremely obsessed with power and fame, they would overlook Wang Xiaoyin's striking good looks.
Li Junqi was handsome, from a prominent family, and possessed a natural charm that attracted women; his smile was also quite captivating. Many women couldn't resist his smile, and under the lure of money and fame, they found it hard to escape the net he had laid. He was always very confident in this, so he pulled out his gold-plated business card, adorned with more than a dozen tiny diamonds. Most women would feel a sense of vain delight upon seeing this card, and he already imagined his conquest.
Unexpectedly, Lan San merely glanced at the dazzling diamonds on the card and didn't even acknowledge it.
Lan San was already annoyed by Li Junqi's rude gaze, and now he was trying to flirt with her in front of his master—this was practically a provocation. Always meticulous, she would never allow anything to cause her master to misunderstand. She belonged to her master; her body and soul belonged to him—this idea was deeply ingrained in her mind. How could she possibly care about gold plating and a few tiny diamonds? Every piece of jewelry her master gave her was a masterpiece, many of them handmade by him. Even if her master gave her something worth a few dollars from a street stall, in her heart, it would be a hundred times more precious than these diamonds.
The women on both sides ignored each other's men, while the men stared at each other's women with obvious affection—it was a ridiculous situation. Zhu Fugui wanted to laugh, but he held back. He understood the Li family's power in the Heavenly Court and had a good impression of Wang Xiaoyin and Lan San, not wanting them to fall out and Wang Xiaoyin to suffer. He looked around but couldn't get a word in edgewise, because it really had nothing to do with him.
"Hehe, so it's the young master of the Li family, my apologies! Darling, hurry up and take this! Wow, it's made of gold, and there are even diamonds on it, worth twenty or thirty thousand." Wang Xiaoyin feigned surprise, exaggeratingly encouraging Lan San to accept it.
Lan San blinked his clear eyes innocently, not understanding why his master was doing this. Did his master really care about twenty or thirty thousand? Of course not, he might care a little about two or three hundred billion, maybe he didn't want to cause trouble! So he obediently accepted it, without looking at it, just holding it in his hand, very carefully holding the edge, afraid that some germs might stick to him.
Actress Jenny gave Wang Xiaoyin a disdainful look, disliking his shabby appearance. Then, she secretly compared herself to Lan San, realizing she had revealed more skin and couldn't understand where she had lost.
Li Junqi ignored Wang Xiaoyin, only staring intently at Lan San, and chuckled, "If you have any trouble in heaven, just call me. There's nothing the Li family can't handle. Also, may I ask your name, Miss?"
"Sorry, we have to go. Talk to you next time!" Lan San, while obeying her master's orders, also didn't want to offend them, so she could only politely say goodbye.
Wang Xiaoyin smiled humbly and amicably at them, then left with Lan San.
Li Junqi stared intently at Lan San's graceful figure until her back disappeared into the sixth-floor lobby. He thought to himself, "She's stunning, truly stunning. Damn, she's a hundred times prettier than this so-called latest Asian film queen I brought along! That boobs, that waist, that ass... Hmph, she actually ignored me, I'll make her pay later! I'll definitely pin her down on the bed and make her ecstatic for days and nights! Even if she doesn't agree, I'll just have to force her. It's not hard to make a few more penniless and powerless people disappear from Heaven every day!"
"Master, why did you take his business card? I hate him! He's just a real estate developer who's only been around for a hundred years, what's so great about him? Just say the word, and we'll bankrupt him. Hmph, and he's always eyeing people..." As soon as he left the jewelry store, Lan San glared resentfully at the golden card in his hand, as if to throw it away, but was stopped by Wang Xiaoyin's gaze.
"Look, erase the name and throw it to that old beggar over there. He looks pitiful; he must have just smuggled himself in. He's kneeling there like a fool, not moving at all. This stuff will last them seven or eight years. Isn't that a good thing? Hehe, I understand what you mean. Even if he's a professional beggar, it'll make him happy for a few days." Wang Xiaoyin smiled and patted Lan San's rosy cheek, instructing him to do as she said.
"Master, I'll do whatever you say, but don't forget to pick out some lingerie for me, at that shop over there!" Lan San said sweetly, pointing to an Erla lingerie store not far away.
The moon was nearing its fullest, hanging obliquely in the sky, its light like quicksilver, spilling across the night sky of Paradise City.
Wang Xiaoyin sat cross-legged on the rooftop of the Su residence, his long blue hair dancing and twisting eerily without wind. The bestial nature within him roared wildly and arrogantly, as if fueled by an unfulfilled desire. His expression shifted between calm and tension, occasionally showing signs of pain.
A layer of pale blue water ripples seeped from his skin, gradually enveloping his entire body, until he was enveloped in a curtain of transparent energy. Countless tadpole-shaped runes swirled around the azure energy shield, moving like flying fish. As the runes appeared, Wang Xiaoyin revealed an expression of extreme pain, the muscles of his handsome face twitching uncontrollably, somewhat ferocious, yet even more alluring, possessing an irresistible magnetism for women.
Hidden in the shadows, Lan Si was extremely nervous, her palms sweating profusely. She knew that every full moon, her master would struggle terribly against the evil spirits within him. Those possessed by beast spirits would negotiate terms with them at the moment of possession and, according to the agreement, live peacefully with the spirits within them.
But for some reason, Wang Xiaoyin not only failed to negotiate terms, but his relationship with them was also very strained, frequently resulting in conflicts and causing his personality to become volatile and even capricious. Even during the first four years of possession, despite fulfilling some of the agreements, his personality remained unstable, leading him to do many contradictory things. The consequence was that around the full moon, she always had to fight against the backlash from the beast spirit within her.
The tadpole-like runes on the azure energy shield became more numerous and chaotic. Wang Xiaoyin's face was twisted with extreme evil, her teeth clenched so tightly they cracked, and she couldn't help but let out a clear howl towards the sky. However, unexpectedly, no sound came out; only a transparent wave, imperceptible to ordinary people, spread outwards. All the poisonous snakes and weak animals nearby submitted, crawling limply on the spot. Even insects that were mating stopped, trembling with fear and forgetting to flap their wings, and fell to the ground.
Lan Si, who was closest to Wang Xiaoyin, was even more miserable. She knelt on the ground and deactivated her invisibility, trembling under the suppression of this power, yet a strange attraction drew her slowly towards it. She felt that this strange sound wave was very familiar and extremely powerful, powerful enough to force her to submit. Moreover, a voice deep in her mind told her that she had to do this...
After Wang Xiaoyin's howl, she seemed to feel much better. The chaotic tadpole-like runes disappeared, and her body became semi-transparent. The cultivation methods of the Xuanjian Sect and the Taiyin Sect were running simultaneously, achieving an unprecedented balance in this unconscious state. The two Yin-type true energies flowed smoothly and sweetly through their various meridians, striving towards a higher level of power.
Ruth paced anxiously in her bedroom. Wang Xiaoyin's threatening howl had almost provoked her to respond with a wolf's howl—a provocation from a powerful being, carrying the domineering aura of a king. However, she sensitively sensed a familiar and appealing aura within that domineering ultrasonic beastly language. Aside from her parents, only Wang Xiaoyin could make her feel both threatened and attracted. How strange! Did his beastly nature also become uncontrollable during the full moon? Aside from our wolf clan, only powerful spirit beasts with inner cores exhibited this behavior. Did the beast spirit within him possess such supernatural abilities?
After that howl, calm returned, an unsettling calm. Ruth, still uneasy, quietly slipped out of the bedroom and followed the wall of the villa to a corner some distance from where Wang Xiaoyin was meditating. With exceptional agility, she leaped onto the third-floor roof without making a sound, yet she heard unusual noises.
It was the sound of flesh colliding, and the soft, helpless moans of a woman, so seductive they seemed to overflow with desire. The moonlight was bright tonight, and Ruth's eyesight was excellent; she could clearly see two snow-white bodies dozens of meters away. Their skin was strikingly similar in color, flawlessly perfect. One was masculine and alluring, the other feminine and seductive. Their strangely long blue hair entangled them, indistinguishable from one another. The lewd posture and atmosphere instantly ignited a burning desire within Ruth.
After Wang Xiaoyin let out that long howl, he knew he had once again triumphed over the beast spirit within him. When he regained consciousness, both of his feminine powers simultaneously reached the fifth level, creating a perfect balance. Before his martial arts were crippled, he had already cultivated the Xuanjian Sect's inner cultivation method to the sixth level, while the Taiyin Sect's internal energy was entirely passive, lacking female yin energy. Lan Si, as if hypnotized, knelt before him with intense passion, moaning and awaiting his favor.
No reason needed; too many things are without reason. Everything happened just like that. Wang Xiaoyin enjoyed the physical pleasure and savored the wonderful experience brought by the fifth-level internal energy. Unbeknownst to him, in a dark corner not far away, a pair of burning eyes were spying on his deadly A-level performance.
"The beauty of balance, the beauty of power, the beauty of sex… Ah, everything is ***exquisitely beautiful!" In this extremely excited state, the two simultaneously reached the peak of pleasure, while Lan Si, still in a daze, let out hissing screams—a beastly language, the beastly language deep within her consciousness.
Wang Xiaoyin was very familiar with this language; he could understand it, and even use it to utter some wondrous spells that drove the blue demons mad. But when Ruth heard the screams and animalistic language during climax, her expression was extremely shocked. Suppressing her desire, she retreated to the bedroom and muttered, "Ancient beast language? Could it be that the souls within them are ancient beasts? Beasts from the same era as our Silver Wolf Clan? Weren't they extinct long ago? Could their souls still be alive? How interesting! Back then, our Silver Wolf Clan was too weak and was driven eastward, thus escaping a calamity, though our power gradually declined. On the other hand, those with great power were destroyed by a divine force."
Calm, very calm, the kind of contented calm that comes after lovemaking. Wang Xiaoyin, holding the exhausted and drowsy Lan Si, gazed at the moon in the sky with a very good mood and whispered, "Full moon, tomorrow is the night of the full moon. I'll be going back to Hibiscus City to visit the Blue Demons again. This should be the most basic agreement with the beast spirits, right?" Because his cultivation hadn't reached the Xuan level, he couldn't communicate with the beast spirits within him. Whenever something inexplicable came to mind that he had to fulfill, it was always an agreement with the beast spirits.
"Sigh, but I have to accompany Su Feifei to some girl's coming-of-age ceremony tomorrow night. Is it really necessary? It's so simple to go from girl to woman, it doesn't seem like there's any ceremony needed. And then I have to buy her tickets to the Fox concert, it seems like such a hassle..." Wang Xiaoyin muttered to himself, unable to decide what to do.
"Master, let me stay and queue up to buy tickets. I saw tens of thousands of people queuing at the Pearl Stadium. Even though tickets don't go on sale until tomorrow, they've already been waiting for a week. I'm afraid they won't be able to buy them without some tricks!" Lan Si said weakly, waiting expectantly for Wang Xiaoyin's reply, her heart even starting to race again.
Wang Xiaoyin laughed strangely, grabbed Lan Si's plump breasts and squeezed them hard a few times, causing Lan Si to groan in pain and soreness. She hurriedly begged for mercy, "Master, what's wrong? Did I say something wrong?"
Wang Xiaoyin chuckled inwardly; her scheming was far inferior to Lan San's. She clearly wanted to stay in Paradise and didn't want to return to her hometown, Furong, because according to the rules of the Blue Demons, it was the other Blue Demons' turn to protect their master. In other words, if they went back this time, they would have to stay in Furong City or go on a mission. How could he not understand her thoughts? He smiled gently and said with a wry smile, "Fourth Sister, I understand your thoughts, but it's not the right time yet. After I decide what I want to do, we'll move in together and never leave. But for now, we must abide by the general rules of the Blue Demons and not violate them in the slightest. As their master, I must also abide by them. After all, those rules were set by me and Xingzi, and Xingzi has always followed them without ever violating them." However, as he said this, Wang Xiaoyin wondered if Xingzi's abuse of power to have an affair with Lan San constituted a violation.
"Master~" Lan Si called out coquettishly, lowering her head shyly. After all, her feelings had been seen through, so she had to show some appreciation. "I understand, I'll be waiting for that day!"
Wang Xiaoyin chuckled, about to make amends to Lan Si, when suddenly a tremor ran through him. A powerful call from afar pulled at his thoughts, urgent and compelling him to go. He abruptly stood up, squinting, sensing this unprecedented feeling.
Lan Si noticed his unusual behavior, quickly dressed, and asked worriedly, "Master, what's wrong? Is someone spying on us nearby?"
"Si'er, someone is calling me in my mind. It's strange, isn't it? But the feeling is very familiar. No, I have to go see." With that, he threw on his clothes and rushed outside, his lithe figure gliding gracefully like a feather in the wind. Lan Si slipped on his Illusionary Mist Mask and followed closely behind Wang Xiaoyin, his speed no less than Wang Xiaoyin's, always maintaining a distance of two zhang. They passed through a lush willow-lined path
, leading to an outdoor fitness area with an artificial lake in the center. Usually, many people came here for early morning exercise, but now, at midnight, it was almost deserted, because legend had it that many people had drowned in the lake, and it was often haunted. So, once it got dark, this place became a no-man's land, and the newly installed streetlights broke down as soon as they were installed, making the legend even more terrifying.
Wang Xiaoyin half-closed his eyes, carefully sensing the gentle call. The source was actually on the artificial island in the middle of the lake, a place several dozen feet in circumference, covered with dense, fast-growing willows, thousands of branches like a waterfall. Even in broad daylight, one couldn't see the figure on the other side, let alone in the dead of night. But even if he wanted to go, there was no boat. Was he supposed to swim there himself?
"Master, what's wrong? Where is the person?" Lan Si, hidden behind Wang Xiaoyin, asked softly.
"Lake island, how do I get there? And it's such a horrible place!" Wang Xiaoyin was very anxious. Obviously, he had never encountered such a situation before, making him somewhat restless and unsure whether to go to the lake island or not.
Lan Si smiled confidently, "Master, this is easy. The Blue Demons all have the power to manipulate water. Let me carry you across! Since there are people inside, I can use my invisibility technique to find them first!"
"Ah? Crossing the water? That's too exaggerated. How come I didn't know you could do that?" Wang Xiaoyin was also possessed by the Blue Demon, seemingly enveloped in a blurry energy shield, watching as the Blue Demon easily stepped onto the lake surface and darted away like lightning.
Lan Si landed on the island in the middle of the lake, catching her breath a few times before indicating she would answer later, as she could sense a fluctuation of true energy in the very center. Wang Xiaoyin smiled and nodded, showing admiration, and followed Lan Si, carefully walking along the ground.
Then, the dense, fast-growing willow branches suddenly disappeared, lying haphazardly on the ground, turning into an empty patch of branches. Standing in the middle were two people, fighting with their inner strength, clearly trapped in a dead end.
Wang Xiaoyin couldn't help but laugh at this scene, because he recognized them all. One was Mi Xiang, who was at a disadvantage, panting heavily, her face flushed, her clothes soaked with sweat, revealing her beautiful curves. The other was Yao Dong from the Xuanwu Alliance, his short, stout body covered in wounds, as if scratched by thin willow branches, his complexion also unpleasant. However, a faint golden light emanated from his body; those who emitted such colored shields were usually experts who had reached the Xuan Realm.
Wang Xiaoyin smiled as he stepped out of Lan Si's hiding place, as if he had just entered from outside. The two who were fighting with their internal energy were both startled, only Mi Xiang showed joy after the initial shock. But she dared not speak, fearing that speaking would cause her to lose her composure and be killed by her opponent. Yao Dong seemed to have a good memory, as if he remembered Wang Xiaoyin. His round head twitched slightly, and he spoke first, "Help me kill this demoness, and I'll take you as my disciple. You'll enjoy a lifetime of wealth and honor, and you can even join the Xuanwu Alliance."
"Ah? A demoness? Is this beautiful and sexy woman a demoness? No wonder she looks so alluring and seductive, so she's a demoness. But what kind of monster is she? Is she a fox spirit or a dragon-sable spirit?" Wang Xiaoyin saw that they wouldn't tire themselves out by sitting still, so he decided to play with them. It was still Mi Xiang; although the two had a physical relationship, their current alliance was unclear. According to the rules of the Taiyin Sect, they might not be satisfied until Wang Xiaoyin was killed. Therefore, Wang Xiaoyin could play with them without worry; killing either of them wouldn't be a loss, even though he had some special feelings for Mi Xiang.
Yao Dong was stunned, almost driven mad with anger. He couldn't believe he would ask such an idiotic question. But thinking back to their first meeting, when Yao Dong asked if the Xuanwu Alliance was the Turtle Alliance, he realized this man was a bit off his mind. So, risking the leakage of his true energy, he continued, "Uh, young friend, she's a demoness from the Taiyin Sect. She survives and practices by absorbing men's yang energy. If a normal man gets entangled with her, he'll die within a month. So, they're no different from the legendary fox spirits. As for the so-called dragon sable spirit, what is that? I've never heard of it!"
"Idiot, haven't you read the *Mantra of the Heart of the Woman*? There's a great beauty in it who's a dragon sable spirit! Never mind, judging from your expression, you haven't read it either, so I won't make things difficult for you. You just said that if I help you, you'll have wealth and honor, is that true? You look like a beggar, not a rich person at all." Wang Xiaoyin walked to the two of them, tilting his head and scanning Yao Dong's entire body, completely ignoring his eyes that were practically spitting fire. Similarly, he ignored Mi Xiang's foxy eyes, which were both angry and resentful.
Lan Si, who was invisible, was about to faint, not understanding why his master had suddenly become so idiotic. "Haven't you heard of the infamous Xuanwu Alliance? Haven't you heard of the insidious Taiyin Sect? And when did Master become so greedy? Lan Yao's business over the past four years has amounted to hundreds of millions, yet he's never mentioned it..."
This attitude of neither taking action nor cooperating is driving the two fighters to the brink of madness. This kind of situation, where there is hope, yet it's just out of reach, is even more maddening.
"I have a card in my wallet with over a million coral coins on it. Help me kill this demoness, and the money is yours!" Yao Dong knew he couldn't say anything more, so he immediately played his trump card. If even this trick didn't work, he would be helpless. "
Oh, you should have said you had money earlier. Let me feel around... wait, why isn't it there... Oh, I touched the wrong one, it's because your armpits are too low..." Wang Xiaoyin rambled on, like an eighty-year-old woman, and completely undressed Yao Dong, including his pants. Fortunately, he still had some public spirit and left him a pair of underwear. Holding the wallet, he laughed excitedly, "Wow, you're really rich. But I don't know the password yet. No problem, I'll let you speak. Bro, your red heart-shaped underwear is pretty nice. Where did you buy it? I'll get a pair sometime, it'll make me look ten years younger. Tsk tsk, really good!"
Several streaks of blood were already trickling from Yao Dong's mouth. It was all because Wang Xiaoyin had touched his itchy areas while groping him, distracting him and causing several internal injuries. His skill was only slightly higher than Mi Xiang's, and now, after being messed with by Wang Xiaoyin, he had lost his advantage. He was panting heavily, sweating profusely, like an old ox in June. He couldn't hold back any longer and roared again, "Bastard, if you touch me again, I'll kill you!"
This shout caused him to spit out another mouthful of blood, his frustrated expression indescribably miserable.
"Hmph, you want to kill me? I knew you were no good long ago, I won't give you the chance..." Wang Xiaoyin wanted to continue provoking Yao Dong, but Mi Xiang held back and cried out softly, "Xiaoyin, save me!" Blood immediately flowed from the corner of her mouth, and she dared not utter another sound.
Yao Dong suddenly realized and exclaimed, "So, so you two knew each other all along?"
"Sigh, I only found out now, too late! I was going to ask for your bank card password before killing you, but I'll give up now. You're so stupid, I don't even feel like spending your money." Wang Xiaoyin took out a small throwing knife and sneered, "What are you glaring at? You won't admit you're stupid. You sent me to kill my little darling Mi Xiang
as soon as I arrived. Do you think I could bear to do it? She's one of my most beloved women, so it's your turn..." When experts clash with each other's internal energy, their defensive capabilities are inferior to those of an infant. Although the true energy they release before death can injure the attacker, their lives are still in danger. A cruel sneer appeared on Wang Xiaoyin's lips as he slowly stabbed the knife towards Yao Dong's throat.
Just then, he received a telepathic message from Lan Si: "Master, a powerful expert is approaching!"
Hearing Lan Si's warning, Wang Xiaoyin not only didn't stop, but instead accelerated his attack. What a joke! If he kept nagging and then Yao Dong was rescued, wouldn't he be a complete waste? Of course not, because he swiftly drew his knife; the friction between metal and flesh produced an extremely cruel yet beautiful sound. "Sizzle!" The knife sliced down, but there was no blood as expected. The trachea ruptured completely, the tracheal walls struggling and gasping in the air.
Yao Dong's eyes were bloodshot, letting out a sharp, unwilling cry before death, wanting to kill this despicable man before he died. Unable to breathe, he couldn't circulate his qi, and he lacked the strength to unleash his final, desperate attack. He was about to risk being killed by Mi Xiang by headbutting Wang Xiaoyin, but Wang Xiaoyin moved aside first, then mysteriously disappeared behind a willow tree, as if he had never been there. He knew it wasn't a hallucination, because there was a fatal wound on his neck, causing his life to ebb away.
Mi Xiang, of course, wouldn't let this opportunity slip by. She channeled the last vestiges of her inner energy, concentrating it all at Yao Dong. The stark contrast was striking; Yao Dong groaned, his internal organs shattered by her concentrated energy. He staggered back two steps, collapsing to the ground, bleeding from all seven orifices, and died. A level-one Xuan Realm expert had met his end, killed by such a despicable means.
Mi Xiang, still shaken, leaned weakly against a willow tree. The wonderful feeling of escaping death brought tears to her eyes. How vulnerable she was now, how much she longed for a strong shoulder to lean on, not this cold, hard willow. "Where's that bastard?" she cursed inwardly, looking around but seeing no one.
When she first clashed with Yao Dong's inner strength, she knew her chances were slim, so she activated the Taiyin Sect's secret technique, "Heart-to-Heart Connection," to summon Wang Xiaoyin. Unexpectedly, he arrived just in time. Although this secret technique was laborious, it had finally yielded results. She was just about to take the opportunity to explain the whole truth to Wang Xiaoyin when he vanished, leaving her both angry and heartbroken.
Suddenly, the willows, swaying gently in the wind, went berserk, as if struck by a storm. Rows of thick, tightly packed trunks fell with devastating force. Several large branches nearly struck Mi Xiang, but she immediately regained her alertness, leaping like a little fox through the crevice between the falling branches. Although her true energy was exhausted, her agility remained undiminished.
"Witch, I knew you weren't dead! Hand over the Ye Clan's secret manual!" Four middle-aged men viciously surrounded Mi Xiang. At this point, only a few sparse willows remained on the artificial island, no longer as lush as before, but the ground was covered with dense horizontal branches, making movement difficult.
"So Yao Dong of the Xuanwu Alliance has been killed by you. Hmph, your Taiyin Sect is in big trouble!" As he spoke, one of the men glanced meaningfully at a willow tree that hadn't fallen.
That was precisely where Lan Si and Wang Xiaoyin were hiding. A chill ran through them for no apparent reason; they secretly thought this person's skill was incredibly high, able to see through the Blue Demons' invisibility technique. Actually, the blame lay with Wang Xiaoyin. If Lan Si were alone, even with a higher level of skill, the opponent wouldn't be able to see through her. But with Wang Xiaoyin helping her hide, there were many openings.
Mi Xiang finally understood why Wang Xiaoyin was hiding. With such a powerful enemy appearing, anyone would hide. She smiled bitterly to herself, wondering if Wang Xiaoyin would come out to help again. Because the four people before them were all masters of ancient martial arts from the Ye family; one's skill was similar to hers, and the other three weren't much weaker. She smiled helplessly, giving them a seductive glance, and said, "The secret manual isn't on me, it's on those two disciples of our sect. Didn't you catch them?"
"Hmph, don't play dumb. We've searched their bodies, and found nothing except a few condoms. Hahaha, we don't want to find condoms on your body either. We want the Ye Clan's Mystic Arts manual, hurry up and tell us!" one of them shouted fiercely. Although they coveted Mi Xiang's beauty, they dared not forget that she was the leader of the Taiyin Sect. The thought of her draining a highly skilled man dry was terrifying.
"Ah? They're dead?" Mi Xiang couldn't help but be surprised, and also deeply saddened. Two of their sect's young disciples were skilled in light-footed martial arts, but even after she had held them off for so long, they still hadn't escaped their fate. The Taiyin Sect was currently at its weakest, with only a few dozen core disciples, while the female disciples on the outside were mostly just money-making tools, lacking any self-defense skills and unaware of the sect's secrets. Now, with two more trusted confidants dead, how could she not feel heartbroken!
"That's right! Your strength is no match for our Ye family. It's best to cooperate. If you obediently hand over the Ye family's secret manual, we might even leave you a whole corpse. Once you die, the Taiyin Sect will disappear from this world, hahaha!" The four of them laughed arrogantly, treating the weakened Mi Xiang like a dead body, completely disregarding her current state.
"You underestimate me, Mi Xiang. Even if I die, I won't let your Ye family get away with it. Let me tell you clearly now, if something happens to me, the Ye family's secret manual will be all over the internet tomorrow, and you'll reap huge benefits! Hehe!"
Knowing she couldn't escape their encirclement on her own, Mi Xiang relaxed and started joking with them, half-truths and half-jokings. She had already copied the Ye family's esoteric book several times; even if they didn't catch her, its public release was inevitable. As for the real Ye family's secret manual, she had already put it up for auction, where it could fetch over ten million, and it would be auctioned tonight.
"You vixen, how dare you! Brothers, stop wasting words with her, let's capture her first! Hmph, even if her cultivation techniques are terrifying, necrophilia shouldn't be dangerous. Hehe, looking at her alluring figure, the taste of necrophilia should be quite good!" The man lewdly grinned, transforming into a whirlwind, launching a devastating attack on Mi Xiang.
His moves were sharp and chilling, like autumn leaves falling, dense and sorrowful, yet mixed with a strong killing intent. Mi Xiang had no choice, and of course, she wouldn't sit idly by and wait to die. She focused all her attention, dodging the man's frenzied attacks. Her graceful figure was like a butterfly among flowers, her limbs stretched out seductively, and she seemed to emit painful groans, the kind of groans that most easily aroused a man's primal reaction.
Sure enough, the man attacked even more fiercely, his eyes bloodshot, but his killing intent weakened considerably, his steps became somewhat erratic, and a gurgling, thirsty sound came from his throat.
The three onlookers were also deeply affected, secretly circulating their inner energy a few times before their bloodlust subsided. Everyone marveled at the extraordinary power of the Heavenly Demon Dance and Heavenly Demon Chant, able to exert a surprising effect even in such a weakened state. However, she was already at her limit; even with her strongest martial arts, she could only use thirty percent of her original power. Caught off guard, she was struck by the man's palm strike, lost her balance, and fell to the ground beneath the tree where Wang Xiaoyin
was hiding. The man's eyes turned even redder, and he let out a beast-like roar, lunging forward like an eagle seizing a rabbit. This posture wasn't intended to end her life, but rather to pin her down and strip her clothes off. Mi Xiang was no longer able to resist; she had even closed her eyes in despair. She had given up on the handsome man she had summoned, because she knew that when one's life was in danger, no one would be foolish enough to step forward and seek death. But, yet, someone did step forward—that person who suddenly appeared.

Volume 4, Chapter 2: That's How Despicable
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Wang Xiaoyin admitted that his relationship with Mi Xiang was somewhat complicated. Although she could kill him later, he absolutely could not bear to see her die in front of him. Even if the other party was very powerful, he had to do something. After all, she was also the woman he loved, and initially, he had temporarily worshipped a certain deity because of her beauty. Although the deity he worshipped was a naked goddess, this was still an exception. Therefore, he was no longer going to hide.
He whispered a few words in Lan Si's ear, and regardless of whether she heard him clearly, he threw a flying knife. At that moment, Mi Xiang had just closed her despairing eyes, and the helpless tears that had been there silently rolled down her cheeks.
"Watch out for hidden weapons!" The Ye family member who had just noticed something was wrong promptly warned the man with bloodshot eyes, but the man was too deeply poisoned by the Heavenly Demon Chant and could not hear his companion's shout at all. He didn't even look at Wang Xiaoyin's flying knife, and was shot in the heart by the flying knife without changing his posture.
Mi Xiang heard it, opened her eyes, and saw the dead man falling stiffly. She cried out in surprise, dodging the falling corpse, rolling several times until she bumped into someone. Her heart pounding, she looked up and, through his shoes, trousers, and shirt, finally saw the handsome, wicked face—the man she had summoned with her "Heart-to-Heart" spell.
Unexpectedly, the man said something that both angered and annoyed her: "Tsk tsk, I didn't expect Xiang Xiang to roll on the ground in such a pathetic way! Not at all like a beautiful lady! Luckily, she rolled in the right direction and didn't end up next to those three lecherous old men!"
"Pah! I'm about to die, and you're still making sarcastic remarks! This lady is no lady to begin with, help me up!" Mi Xiang retorted sharply, but inwardly she was overjoyed. No matter the outcome, his fearlessness in standing up for her made all the sacrifices she had made worthwhile. She even began to secretly rejoice at her own judgment; gaining a qualified Asura protector was a wish many sect leaders had never achieved.
Wang Xiaoyin, unaware of her inner thoughts, saw her alluring expression, a mixture of reproach and delight, and his heart stirred. He couldn't help but help her up, gently kissing her small lips. "Tsk tsk, Xiangxiang truly lives up to her reputation..."
"Pah, you're always so frivolous! Every time I see you, you're so wicked!" Mi Xiang pretended to be angry and pushed Wang Xiaoyin away, but because she used too little force, she couldn't budge him an inch. He simply held her small hand, their burning gazes met, and then they kissed...
The remaining three Ye family experts were furious, extremely furious, especially the man who had seen through his invisibility early on. They thought that someone who could see through his invisibility must be weak, but who would have thought that a simple, slow-moving throwing knife could end their companion's life? What's even more infuriating is that they openly flirted, completely disregarding them. Their audacity, their provocation and taunts were blatant.
"When have the men of the Ye family ever been so disrespected? In the martial world, who doesn't tremble at the mere mention of the Ye family! Hmph, brothers, let's send this adulterous couple to meet the King of Hell!" The other two cheered, their murderous intent surging, causing the withered willow branches on the ground to sway violently. The two men formed a triangular formation, slowly approaching the still-kissing couple.
Wang Xiaoyin and Mi Xiang seemed to have forgotten where they were, completely unaware that they were being targeted by murderous intent. Wang Xiaoyin went even further, reaching inside Mi Xiang's tattered clothes, indulging in his lustful desires. His desperate, lecherous appearance was utterly contemptible and infuriating. What's even more infuriating is that Mi Xiang, this alluring beauty, a bewitching woman who usually captivates men, is utterly powerless against Wang Xiaoyin's advances. She seems to have no strength left even to moan, allowing him to do as he pleases, letting his lecherous hands roam freely over her every private corner.
"Kill!" They're close enough; they're certain of victory. The biggest reason for their hasty action is that they can no longer tolerate Mi Xiang's seductive allure. Whether it's anger or jealousy, they've already made their move.
The moment the three Ye family members attacked was also the moment their defenses were weakest. Lan Si had been waiting for this moment. The transparent air slightly distorted, and a gleaming ninja sword coldly slashed towards the person in the far corner. She couldn't fail, she couldn't allow herself to fail, because this was her master's order, and she had to complete what her master commanded.
Perhaps Lan Si's stealth technique was too powerful, perhaps her martial arts surpassed her target's, or perhaps she was simply incredibly lucky today. So, the knife landed silently on the man's neck. Even as his blood gushed high into the air, not a sound was heard; only the flying head revealed a look of astonishment—his last expression, a reasonable and sorrowful one.
Lan Si felt a surge of excitement. She concealed her ninja sword, knowing she had not failed her master's trust and had perfectly completed the mission. While becoming invisible, she used her extraordinary lightness skill to move to a short distance behind Wang Xiaoyin. She had to protect her master's safety at all times; everything else was unimportant.
Wang Xiaoyin, of course, wasn't so impatient. This was all part of his plan; he was even so nervous that his palms were sweating. Mi Xiang could feel his tension, as his hand was kneading her soft breasts. Although it was an act, it was all real; all the sensory experiences were real. The moment the other made their move, they retreated in perfect unison, retreating to a temporarily safe corner, just in time to witness Lan Si's attack—the beautiful spectacle of blood splattering in the moonlight.
Silence reigned, so silent that only the sound of hot blood splattering on willow branches could be heard, a ticking sound like a timer. The two remaining Ye family warriors broke out in a cold sweat, a profound sense of powerlessness rising within them. They knew someone was lurking in the shadows, someone had used invisibility techniques to hide, but they couldn't see or sense them. They even suspected the hidden person was a master of mystical arts, because only a master of mystical arts possessed such wondrous abilities, not the third-rate invisibility techniques of the Japanese ninjas, which required smoke.
"We...we don't know which master is hiding in the shadows, protecting the demoness of the Taiyin Sect, and causing trouble for our Ye family. Could you please reveal your identity so our brothers can return and explain to the family head!" Although their voices were hoarse with tension, they still managed a few threats, warning the attackers to beware of the Ye family's retaliation.
Lan Si didn't know how to answer, so she chose not to. After asking, the two Ye family members eagerly awaited a reply. If the other party gave their name, they could return and report. But still, silence reigned, so silent that even the sound of blood splattering ceased.
From the distant lake, the soft sound of footsteps echoed, growing louder as it approached. The sound seemed deliberately provocative, a defiant whisper. The rhythm was brisk and even, each step perfectly timed, and in an instant, the person reached one of the few remaining willow branches, standing against the wind. Upon seeing the figure in the center of the artificial island, the person visibly startled and exclaimed in surprise, not expecting anyone to be fighting there.
Those in the center of the island were tense, fearing it was their enemy. They scrutinized the young man standing on the willow branch and gasped in horror. He was incredibly ugly; his face was covered in charred red spots, as if struck by a heavy hammer, distorted and twisted. Only his cold, bloodthirsty eyes gleamed with a chilling light, sharp as unsheathed daggers. His long, flowing black hair, as if he had just emerged from the mountains, clashed horribly with his hideous appearance. He held a crimson longsword, unsheathed, as if ready to kill at any moment.
Wang Xiaoyin saw his figure and felt a sense of familiarity, as if he had seen him somewhere before. But he definitely hadn't seen that face before; it must have been recently disfigured, the dead skin still fresh and red.
Just then, there was a slight rustling on the lake, much quieter than before, but the footsteps of two people could be faintly heard. They were highly skilled, and in the blink of an eye, they arrived on the island, standing on the willow branches of another tree at an angle, blocking the retreat of the ugly young man with the blood sword. This time, it was two elderly men in their fifties, with white beards and fair complexions, dressed in ancient gray scholar's robes, dancing in the wind, exuding the air of masters.
Wang Xiaoyin was slightly surprised to see these two old men, frowning in thought. He couldn't understand what could possibly warrant the intervention of experts from the Arbitration Department of the Illusion Sword Sect. These two old men were at least as skilled as Yao Dong in Xuan Gong, and they had already reached the Xuan level before Wang Xiaoyin was expelled from the sect. According to past seniority, Wang Xiaoyin should have called them grandmaster uncles, but... but Wang Xiaoyin was no longer a member of the Illusion Sword Sect.
"Lu Shuqing, you have committed heinous crimes within our sect, refused to accept the verdict, injured fellow disciples, and fled from Misty Mountain. Even more heartbreaking is that you actually used the Illusion Sword Sect's martial arts to kill innocent people, robbed someone's bride, and raped her. Do you plead guilty?" One of the elders, Shen Huatian, roared angrily, completely ignoring the strangers under the tree.
"Lu Shuqing? Seventh Senior Brother?" Wang Xiaoyin was puzzled. He couldn't understand how this young man, with his excellent family background and talent, could commit such a serious crime within the Illusion Sword Sect and then rape someone else's bride. This was utterly absurd! He temporarily forgot his own danger and awaited Lu Shuqing's answer.
After hearing Shen Huatian's rebuke, Lu Shuqing laughed instead of getting angry. His laughter was extremely indignant and exaggerated. The willow branches under his feet bent even more, as if they would break at any moment. Fortunately, he stopped laughing maniacally and burst into a tirade: "Bullshit, bullshit about heinous crimes! All you want to say is that I raped Senior Sister Du Juan and got her pregnant! Is she a pig? Raped again and again, without any warning? Her slutty appearance makes me want to vomit. Even if she begged me to fuck her, I wouldn't be in the mood!"
Lu Shuqing ignored the two Illusion Sword Sect arbitrators, whose faces were ashen, and continued to curse with contorted expressions: "Her martial arts skills are not low, and she lives far from her fellow disciples. If she didn't want to, who had the ability to rape her? With that slutty look, she can't resist any handsome man, clinging to this one today, flirting with that one tomorrow. It's a miracle she doesn't rape men! That bastard Du Zhongxin, the sect leader of the Illusion Sword Sect, must be blind to believe his daughter was raped!"
He breathed heavily... Taking a few breaths of fresh air, Lu Shuqing pointed her blood-red longsword at the two elders of the Illusion Sword Sect and continued her tirade: "Hmph, because Du Juan got pregnant, they keep looking for scapegoats. First, they banished Junior Brother Wang Xiaoyin from the mountain and crippled his martial arts. The real culprit that time was that bitch Ye Zhixing. But they still wouldn't let Junior Brother go, ambushing him on the way. It's laughable that he thought his martial arts were extraordinary, yet he was still stabbed in the palm by Junior Brother, whose martial arts were crippled. Moreover, the wound was bad, and his entire arm almost rotted away. Only Wang Xiaoyin's black short sword could have such an effect on that kind of wound. Judging from his sinister expression afterward, it seems that Junior Brother is in grave danger, and it's highly likely that he killed him."
Wang Xiaoyin was quite moved when he heard Lu Shuqing pleading for him. He was even happier to learn that the stab had rotted Ye Zhixing's arm. As for his senior sister Du Juan, who had framed him, he had no particular thoughts. No matter how despicable she was, it was none of his business.
"Du Juan got pregnant a second time three years ago. Ye Zhixing was busy treating his rotting arm and didn't have time for her. So she seduced several men at once, and after becoming pregnant, she used her fallen ninth junior brother as a scapegoat. He protested and was killed on the spot. The third time, that unlucky guy was me! Haha, my family just went bankrupt, and they've already gone this far, making me their scapegoat. I'm not happy about it, of course I'll fight back! If I die because of this, how will I face my ancestors in the afterlife!"
Wang Xiaoyin now understood the reason; this situation could drastically change a person's personality. It's understandable that the usually witty and refined Lu Shuqing could become this inhuman, foul-mouthed, and furious person. Support, psychologically support, let's keep this up!
The two arbitrators of the Illusion Sword Sect were also hearing this for the first time; it differed greatly from what Sect Leader Du Zhongxin had said. Another old man, Shen Huashi, frowned and asked, "Is everything you're saying true?"
Lu Shuqing sneered and said, "Nonsense! Who has time to lie to you! Don't you think about the major events that have happened to the Illusion Sword Sect in recent years? Every single one of them is related to the two junior brothers who were wrongfully killed. Junior Brother Ninth's family used to be in the arms business. Although they failed and their home was raided by the police, their influence in the shadows is still not to be underestimated. When his family learned that their beloved son had been wrongfully killed, they launched several miniature hydrogen bombs at the Illusion Sword Sect's mountain gate. If it weren't for the ancient defensive array at the Illusion Sword Sect's mountain gate, we would have been reduced to ashes long ago. That time, we were also buried alive for more than ten days and almost suffocated to death."
"The second time was when the little mute from the Ice and Snow Palace learned that Junior Brother Wang Xiaoyin had been wronged, and she caused a huge disturbance at the Illusion Sword Sect. She used extreme ice magic to destroy the kitchen, freeze several wells, and turn the surrounding area into a snow-covered expanse. We were forced to eat dry rations for two months without a single vegetable, and we almost froze to death. You all know about this; you all hid in your caves back then, not daring to show your faces. What is true profound skill? It's the Ice and Snow Palace! Every move they make is earth-shattering! Although the little mute fainted due to exhaustion of her magic power, that scoundrel of a sect leader still didn't dare to lay a finger on that little girl. What was he afraid of? Because he had a guilty conscience!"
Wang Xiaoyin was so moved by the little mute Xia Yu's revenge that he didn't know what to say. So she still cared about him; she wasn't angry with him; she was still concerned about him…
Lan Si and Mi Xiang understood the relationship between the people in the treetops and Wang Xiaoyin. They cautiously observed Wang Xiaoyin's complex and ever-changing expression, cursing his senior sister and the shameless Illusion Sword Sect in their hearts. They also felt a slight pity and sympathy for Lu Shuqing, simply because he, like Wang Xiaoyin, had been wronged. The Illusion Sword
Sect's arbitrator remained silent for a long time after hearing this, before finally saying, "Then why, after you escaped, did you indiscriminately kill innocent people in Paradise City and rob the bride of the second young master of the Li family, and why haven't you released that woman yet!"
"Hmph, what bride of the second young master of the Li family? That woman was originally my fiancée! She disregarded the engagement, seduced the second young master of the Li family, and secretly stole my family's trade secrets, giving them to the Li family, which led to my family's bankruptcy. My family also runs a real estate business; it's easy to make money in this industry, but it's also easy to go bankrupt, especially after the secrets are exposed. My parents had long considered her their daughter-in-law, never expecting her to secretly kill us and cause our family's ruin! So, I'm going to take revenge, make her regret being a woman, hahahaha!"
Wang Xiaoyin shook his head and muttered softly, "They're crazy, they're all crazy. Those two old men definitely won't let it go, there will be another fight soon. The Ye family has a close relationship with the Illusion Sword Sect, we'd better escape quickly!"
Mi Xiang nodded in agreement, then said, "But my true essence is depleted, I can't leave the water area, what do you think we should do?"
Wang Xiaoyin looked up and asked Lan Si with his eyes, receiving a helpless telepathic reply from Lan Si: "Master, my lightness skill can only carry one person!"
"Ugh! Xiangxiang, how long will it take you to recover? Even with her invisible friend, she can only bring one person, and I don't know the light-footed skill of walking on water!"
Mi Xiang glanced at Wang Xiaoyin and sighed softly, "Natural recovery takes a long time. If we use the secret techniques of the Taiyin Sect, it only takes a few minutes, but..."
Seeing her hesitate, Wang Xiaoyin urged, "Xiangxiang, what time is it? You're still playing shy, innocent games. Didn't you see those two Ye family martial artists on their cell phones? Maybe they're calling for reinforcements."
"Combination, Yang-gathering Technique!" Mi Xiang simplified the complex, stating the method crisply and decisively. This time, it was Wang Xiaoyin's turn to have a headache. He had heard the most about the Taiyin Sect's legends. Although he had a combined experience with Mi Xiang once without any loss, and had even recovered his martial arts, hearing this term still made him hesitate.
"Uh... isn't there any other way?" Wang Xiaoyin looked at Mi Xiang's sly smile and felt uneasy. Today, I was inexplicably drawn here by some unsettling feeling. I haven't even asked her about this matter yet, and now we're having another encounter. Who knows what kind of hallucinations might occur?
"Sigh, since you're unwilling, how can I have the nerve to shamelessly beg you for pleasure! Just let me wait here to die. You can take your friends and leave!" Mi Xiang said coldly, angrily sitting behind a willow tree, ignoring everyone.
Wang Xiaoyin had seen all kinds of women, but he felt a sense of fear towards her, and even his prized "weapon" dared not try it on her. Furious, extremely furious, he turned and glared at the two martial artists from the Ye family, then glanced at Lu Shuqing, who was about to start a fight, before turning and walking towards Mi Xiang.
"Master, you should think twice! Those women from the Taiyin Sect probably don't have good intentions!" Lan Si was very anxious, but dared not say too much, fearing that Wang Xiaoyin would be drained dry by Mi Xiang.
Wang Xiaoyin shrugged helplessly, sat down next to Mi Xiang, and pulled her onto his lap. He said, "I'll listen to you today, but you have to explain many strange things to me."
"Hmph, if you don't believe me, then don't touch me. Who agreed to do 'that' with you!" Mi Xiang threw a tantrum, struggling and twisting in Wang Xiaoyin's arms. The pale yellow silk spring dress was as thin as rice paper, and the heat from their bodies rubbing together was transmitted even faster, and an unusual heat rose between them.
"Xiangxiang, stop fooling around. I apologize first. My martial arts have only fully recovered today, and I can practice normally again. This feeling of regaining what I lost is exciting, but it also makes me suspicious, afraid that something unexpected might happen again. You understand what I mean, right? I risked my life for you, how could I doubt you? It's just this feeling that's bothering me. Okay, hurry up!" Wang Xiaoyin moved with her, his lecherous hands not letting go. Just hiding behind a tree, he could do certain secret things; his audacity was truly admirable.
Mi Xiang let out a miserable groan and scolded, "You lecher, you...you've already gone in, how am I supposed to get in? You cautious little rascal, I don't know why I chose you in the first place. No, we can't be so fast, there are still people behind us!"
Wang Xiaoyin didn't care about any of that; he just wanted to quickly restore Mi Xiang's martial arts so they could escape the danger. He had also read many manuals on yin-yang replenishment, which were nothing more than absorbing the essence of a person during orgasm. If it were a traditional dual cultivation technique, it would simply involve exchanging energy during mutual climax, sharing the benefits. Therefore, Wang Xiaoyin disregarded the occasion, using minimal movement to execute the most difficult and exquisite combination of attacks. Mi Xiang was somewhat pitiful, unable to control her seductive moans. Fortunately, a fight broke out behind her, the clashing of weapons minimizing her embarrassment.
It was still so close and warm, just like the first time—a state she hadn't experienced in a long time. The only doubts and disdain Wang Xiaoyin had felt for Mi Xiang a few days ago vanished in the pleasure of the thrusting. According to legend, women of the Taiyin Sect would kill their first man to achieve a state of blissful oblivion. But Wang Xiaoyin couldn't find any killing intent in her, not even a trace, and there was a strange spiritual connection. This was the reason for his confusion. If it was truly as the legends said, he still had a way to deal with it; he could simply have Lan Yao kill her before she could act.
The perfect fit, without a single gap, the two organs seemed like a match made in heaven, as if they were born specifically for each other. This was the first time Wang Xiaoyin had truly felt her genitals, unaware that it was one of the sacrifices made by Mi Xiang. Everything was because Mi Xiang had chosen him to be her Asura Protector.
The Taiyin Sect worshipped the Nine Netherworld Yaksha, and legend had it that the Nine Netherworld Yaksha's only perfect lover was Asura. From the first act of intercourse, a "Heart-to-Heart Connection" would be planted in the man's body, and a secret technique would be used to alter the shape of her own genitals—an extremely painful and risky process. If the chosen Asura Protector was unsuitable, all the sacrifices would be in vain, and she would have to kill the man herself, just like the other female disciples.
Mi Xiang was taking a risk, gambling with her life, and so far, everything had gone according to her wishes; everything was perfect. She had successfully summoned him with the "Heart-to-Heart Connection," risked her life to protect him, and was willing to expend her true energy to heal him… perfect, everything was so perfect. Mi Xiang moaned with pleasure, wanting to burst into laughter. She knew that as long as the man behind her fell in love with her, this Asura Protector would be fully qualified. According to the sect's rules, he would be the only man in the Taiyin Sect. The Asura Protector was the sect leader's man, and also the man of every female disciple.
Lan Si, hidden away, kept asking Wang Xiaoyin, "Is she done? What's going on? She's been screaming for ages, how can she still hold on?" It wasn't that she was jealous, but Mi Xiang's behavior was too strange and completely overturned Lan Si's understanding. In her memory, even Instructor Xingzi couldn't hold on for so long under her master's weapon.
Wang Xiaoyin could answer at first, but now she had neither the will nor the strength to answer. He tightly gripped Mi Xiang's breasts, thrusting with the most ferocious force to the deepest point, and then remained motionless. Her expression changed from sweetness to tension, then from tension to anger, and then slowly calmed down.
Lan Si watched with great tension, even wanting to draw her sword and cut off Mi Xiang's head.
A seductive blush rose on Mi Xiang's tired cheeks, and a strange fluorescence emanated from her sweat-drenched skin, making her appear as pure as a fairy. Yet, within this ethereal light, she displayed an extremely lewd expression and posture. This stark contrast horrified Lan Si. In her memory, only Instructor Xingzi possessed such abilities; this expression usually captivated both men and women, bewitching all who beheld her.
Mi Xiang gave Lan Si a alluring smile as she looked towards where Lan Si was hiding, then lazily turned around, pressing her face tightly against Wang Xiaoyin's chest. She inadvertently caught a glimpse of his expression, which, while seemingly kind, also appeared extremely angry. He hurriedly said, "What's wrong with you? I only borrowed a little bit of your true energy, I didn't touch your life essence at all!"
"Fuck! Absolutely fucking fuck! Mi Xiang, what exactly do you want? Why didn't you absorb both kinds of power in my body at the same time? Why did you only absorb the internal energy of the Taiyin Heart Sutra... Heavens, I just reached the optimal balance, and it's already out of balance! I clearly told you beforehand, why did you still do this!" Wang Xiaoyin's face was very ugly, even a little ferocious, a combination of disappointment and self-blame. He rolled over and pressed Mi Xiang down, the two of them still joined together, but now it was a desperate struggle, his hands tightly gripping Mi Xiang's neck.
Mi Xiang didn't move, her expression didn't change, she knew that something must have gone wrong. Resistance and explanation were futile, especially when the man was angry. Her heart was aching, perhaps heaven was punishing her for her previous joy, and tears couldn't help but flow from the corners of her eyes.
"Balance, two kinds of power? I really don't know! I painstakingly used the secret techniques of the Taiyin Sect to help you restore your power and build up your dantian. I thought you should practice the Taiyin Sect's internal energy cultivation. How could you possibly practice another kind of internal energy cultivation? That's impossible. Anyone with a little martial arts knowledge knows that restoring internal energy is very difficult, but once restored, you can only practice the method that helped you build your foundation. You can't practice the previous one anymore." Although Mi Xiang didn't want to explain, things were too strange now. She was afraid that if she didn't explain clearly now, she would never have another chance. Wang Xiaoyin
, who hadn't dared to use much force with her hands on Mi Xiang's neck, now completely loosened them. She stared at Mi Xiang's eyes with suspicion and said, "What? You helped me rebuild my dantian and restore my martial arts? I thought everyone who first fused with a woman from the Taiyin Sect would have the same feeling. And you never taught me that after restoring my martial arts, I could only cultivate another school of internal energy..."
"Hmph, if any woman in our Taiyin Sect had the ability to restore someone's martial arts, we wouldn't be in this situation where everyone hates us. You don't understand basic martial arts knowledge, so why are you blaming me! Besides, you didn't explain beforehand that you had two kinds of internal energy within you! Fine, I don't want to talk to you anymore, let me go!" Mi Xiang wiped away her tears, stood up from the ground, and quickly straightened her clothes.
Wang Xiaoyin was also annoyed. Hearing her unfriendly tone, he ignored her and said, "Then what kind of strange technique did you use to summon me here today? Why did you harbor such strange emotions within me?"
"It's just a little secret, it won't hurt you. Don't worry, I won't use it again." Mi Xiang was being stubborn; after all, she was a woman too. Although Wang Xiaoyin was excellent in every way and most suitable to be her lover and protector, it was normal to throw a tantrum when he scolded her during intimate moments, even choking her. However, she forgot that she hadn't yet gained Wang Xiaoyin's trust. All her beautiful wishes were just wishful thinking, and this time she had truly hurt something he cared about.
"Fine, since you say so, I'm relieved. You helped me restore my martial arts, and I saved your life. We're even! Take care, I'm leaving!" Wang Xiaoyin tousled his disheveled blue hair even more. He angrily kicked down two innocent willow trees, ignoring the fierce sword fight. She called out to Lan Si and was about to leave.
"You... stingy! Can't you even try to coax her a little?" Mi Xiang muttered softly, but her words were drowned out by the noise of Yang Liu collapsing to the ground. She stomped her foot in frustration, tears welling up again. "Wang Xiaoyin, I won't let you get away with this!"
When a woman is angry, she wants to devour everything in the world. When a man is angry, he wants to destroy everything in the world.
Wang Xiaoyin was on the verge of destruction, but two ancient martial arts practitioners from the Ye family inexplicably blocked her path. The reason the two Ye family members dared to block Wang Xiaoyin was mainly because they had overheard some of the arguments between Wang Xiaoyin and Mi Xiang. The dozen or so Ye family experts they had just called were on their way; if they could delay them even a little longer, they could gain a great deal of merit, and of course, they didn't want to let them go.
"Get out, you all get the hell out of here!" Wang Xiaoyin's shout released a lot of pent-up anger, startling the three members of the Illusion Sword Sect who were fighting in the treetops. They stopped for a moment, then, seeing a kid with internal strength of only level five shouting recklessly, they ignored him and continued fighting.
The two martial artists from the Ye family couldn't see what gave Wang Xiaoyin the right to be arrogant, so they ignored him and focused on being wary of the invisible assassins nearby.
Wang Xiaoyin opened his mouth but didn't make a sound. However, experienced martial artists would understand that he was using a sound transmission technique.
Suddenly, a small blue bag appeared in Wang Xiaoyin's left hand, which was outstretched in mid-air. That's right, it was the bag for throwing weapons.
"Hahaha, with your skill level, using throwing weapons under our noses is ridiculous." The Ye family martial artists had always thought that the reason he killed a companion with throwing weapons was because that person was bewitched by Mi Xiang's Heavenly Demon Chant, and that Wang Xiaoyin's slow throwing knives were no threat at all. If they had checked their companion's corpse, they wouldn't have been so naive.
Wang Xiaoyin reached into the bag with his right hand, as if grabbing candy, and pulled out a strange bunch of hidden weapons: poison needles, caltrops, triangular spikes, and plum blossom darts, all almost identical in size. He then openly unleashed these weapons. "I'm going to turn you into sieves! I'm going to chop you into mincemeat!" Amidst the rain of hidden weapons, Wang Xiaoyin roared to the sky.
"A shower of flowers!?" The two martial artists from the Ye family were dumbfounded. Could the blue-haired boy really use the Tang Clan's ultimate technique, "A Shower of Flowers," with only his fifth-level internal energy? It seemed impossible! This ultimate technique was only known to the Tang Clan head and a few elders; others couldn't learn it. Yet this person had unleashed it.
The two panicked, their bodies radiating an aura, their palms filled with true energy, and they exerted all their strength to try and deflect the incoming hidden weapons. But the weapons varied in speed; some spun, some flew in straight lines, some curved, and some randomly collided, altering the trajectory and speed of the other weapons. They struggled to deflect over a dozen hidden weapons, only to find that the true energy within them was extremely peculiar; it swirled around them like a whirlwind and attacked again.
If they had used their lightness skills, they could have escaped the range of the weapons safely, but they were overconfident and didn't take Wang Xiaoyin's anger seriously. By the time they tried to dodge after the weapons were launched, it was too late. Hundreds of different hidden weapons riddled them with holes, each one spurting blood, including their eyes and noses.
"Knife!" Wang Xiaoyin tossed the bag of hidden weapons to Lan Si and took Lan Si's ninja sword.
"Your fate is a pile of minced meat!" Wang Xiaoyin grinned maliciously, raising his long, gleaming ninja sword and slashing at one of them. Wang Xiaoyin's internal energy wasn't great, but he had practiced swordsmanship for nearly twenty years. A flash of cold light streaked past, followed by the same stunning horizontal slash. The Ye family man seemed unaffected, as they were already covered in blood; no amount of blood could change their appearance. The blood accumulated inside their internal organs was suddenly released after being cut by the knife. Their neatly arranged bodies, like tiny blocks of tofu, slowly deformed, then fell off piece by piece, spurting out several oppressive jets of blood. In the end, just as Wang Xiaoyin had said, they became a pile of minced meat—real minced meat, no exaggeration.
Wang Xiaoyin, his face splattered with blood, used the same method on another man who hadn't fallen. "The only consequence of provoking me is death, a very tragic death! Hahahaha!" Wang Xiaoyin's personality was extremely unstable around the full moon, and he was incredibly bloodthirsty. His reaction now was unclear—was it the beast spirit's nature, or his own dark side?
Mi Xiang, watching from behind, saw everything clearly and felt a sudden surge of joy. She thought to herself, "He's angry. Is he angry for me? If so, he still cares about me… Hmm, that must be it. I won't give up. I must make him my Asura Protector."
On the ravaged artificial island in the middle of the lake, more than twenty tall men, dressed exactly like the Ye family warriors who had just died, had appeared. They stared silently at the crazed, bloodthirsty Wang Xiaoyin, watching him retract his final strike and turn the man into a pile of minced meat. They wanted to vomit, but their martial arts dignity wouldn't allow it. They had to stand tall, showing no fear whatsoever. Although the blue-haired man before them had become terrifying and bloodthirsty, he was still a human being.
The three from the Illusion Sword Sect also stopped fighting, each standing on one of the two remaining willow trees, silently observing Wang Xiaoyin's incessant howling. Even the self-proclaimed ruthless Ghost Sword Lu Shuqing felt inferior, for he too couldn't match such an amusing method of killing.
"Hahahaha, you think you can stop me too?" Wang Xiaoyin stepped over the minced meat and blood, grinning maliciously as he glared at the twenty-odd men in black, his icy gaze treating them as if they were already dead.
The leader, a burly man named Ye Muyi, had recently arrived in Paradise City from the Ye family headquarters. He had brought thirty skilled martial artists to investigate the stolen manual. Although those of the "Mu" generation didn't hold high positions within the Ye family, their martial arts were not to be underestimated; twenty or thirty of them were a formidable force. According to the Ye family's upper echelons, this number was sufficient to deal with the defunct Taiyin Sect, and any extras could be used to pick up a few condoms. However, the presence of an unidentified martial artist who had only reached level five made his confidence waver.
"You killed someone from the Ye family; you must stay!" Fear aside, pride couldn't be lost. Ye Muyi took a step forward and roared in a rough voice, seemingly trying to bolster his courage.
Wang Xiaoyin chuckled maliciously, raising her ninja sword high. Lan Si watched nervously, unsure what to do. The newcomers were extremely skilled; she could handle two or three herself, or escape safely using invisibility. But with Wang Xiaoyin in tow, things were much more difficult. Seeing her master recklessly raise his ninja sword at the twenty-odd ancient martial artists, how could she not be anxious? She had even decided to activate the highest danger signal she wore. As soon as Wang Xiaoyin charged towards them, she would immediately activate the highest danger signal; those on her side who saw it would drop everything and rush to their rescue.
Seeing Wang Xiaoyin's smile, the twenty-odd people couldn't help but take a half-step back, extremely cautious and on guard. They didn't know what ruthless methods Wang Xiaoyin possessed to kill Ye family martial artists who were far more powerful than him, but caution was always the best policy.

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