[Urban Fantasy] Lure the Flower to Sleep (Complete) - 22

Volume 4, Chapter 32: Concert
: 9-22 4:51:02 Word Count: 7596

Wang Xiaoyin, reeking of strong alcohol, returned to the Su residence, slightly dizzy. Neither of them were drunk, but dizziness was unavoidable. Upon his return, the women were naturally delighted, chattering excitedly about the events of the past few days.
The agreement between Tiandun Bodyguard Company and Su Feifei had expired, and both parties should have terminated the contract. However, Tiandun, contrary to its initial bad luck, begged to renew the contract with Su Feifei. This was mainly due to Su Feifei's soaring fame; Tiandun wanted to share in the fame, and more importantly, they saw the considerable profits.
Following Wang Xiaoyin's prior instructions, Su Feifei happily renewed the contract. Compared to other bodyguard companies, Tiandun was still quite good; at least she still needed a few guards at the gate. Jin Gang, also following Wang Xiaoyin's instructions, submitted their resignation letters and paid a small penalty for breach of contract.
Many entertainment companies were vying to sign Sophie and release her album, but because Sophie and Ruth turned off their phones and refused all invitations, her fame only grew even more. The other day, Zhao Keting, the general manager of Tianmei Entertainment, made a rare public appearance, extending an invitation to Sophie and saying she would personally visit her to reiterate the invitation. This statement naturally caused many smaller companies to back down. Who was behind Tianmei Entertainment? Nobody knew! But to have consistently suppressed Starlight Entertainment in Coral Country, in Asia, and in the world, they must have something unique about them.
Hearing this, Wang Xiaoyin laughed and said, "Hmm, just as Xingzi predicted..."
"Who is Xingzi?" Ruth and Sophie hurriedly asked, their feminine intuition telling them that the gentle tone in Wang Xiaoyin's voice was unusual.
Lan Jiu secretly chuckled, her eyes wide, watching to see how Wang Xiaoyin would explain.
"Ah, Zhao Keting from Tianmei Entertainment personally nominated and invited her! Hmm, very good. Well, she is, after all, the general manager of the first entertainment group in the country, so we can't be negligent. Fei'er, you should call her back first, otherwise, if you offend her, it won't be easy for you to get along in the country in the future." Wang Xiaoyin's mind raced, and he quickly came up with a different approach, leading Su Feifei astray. Ruth seemed very clever, so clever that she didn't seem like an orc, glancing at Wang Xiaoyin with seductive eyes.
Su Feifei frowned and pondered, "But, you said that you can only show your value when someone comes to invite you. What about now?"
"Haha, that's just to loosen the strings and say thank you, to show that you're interested in signing with Tianmei. Ruth, you connect her on the phone first, I need to talk to you about something private, I'll come to your room later, Xiao Jiu will stay here with Fei'er!" Wang Xiaoyin winked, seemingly understanding what he was up to except for Su Feifei. Lan Jiu gave an "oh," pouted, and nodded. Ruth gave him a charmingly reproachful look, her heart secretly fluttering, seemingly thinking of tender, romantic thoughts, her cheeks flushing slightly.
Wang Xiaoyin took a shower in Ruth's room and then called Wang Qinghe. He said he wanted to pursue Wang Qinghe relentlessly, but he'd been too busy lately to do anything but contact her by phone every day. Wang Qinghe was surprisingly understanding, though she occasionally whined, expressing her dissatisfaction and reminding him not to forget their agreed-upon time.
Wang Xiaoyin also wanted to take advantage of his proximity to Wang Qinghe to find out about Wang Yuanzhe. Because when he last saw him, the ring on his left pinky finger had a strange reaction, making Wang Xiaoyin think that the mystery of his origins might be solved through him. However, due to the strange pain and the danger of the lustful spirit fox taking advantage of his vulnerability and controlling his body, he was also somewhat afraid to see Wang Yuanzhe.
He made plans with Wang Qinghe to watch the Fox concert that night, and he also invited Xiao Wen and Xiao Rong. Anyway, Fox fans will be wearing masks at the show tonight, so no one can see anyone else. Just go wild! This level of contact is a good way to prepare them mentally. There will be a lot of people there anyway. Blue Fairy bought some tickets, and Silver Fox gave us over ten. With Blue Fairy and her friends mixed in, safety is guaranteed.
A short while later, Ruth quietly entered the room, locked the door tightly, and pounced on Wang Xiaoyin. She reached the bedside in a few steps, her clothes already removed, revealing her snow-white, alabaster-like body, full and alluring. Neither of them spoke, they entwined passionately until their bodies became hot. Wang Xiaoyin kissed Ruth's exceptionally full breasts with pleasure, his hands tracing her long, firm legs to her plump buttocks. The soft, warm crevice was already wet. He thrust in, accelerating amidst her sweet moans.
Human instincts are not as strong as those of beasts. Ruth's perfect, voluptuous body, coupled with her exceptionally strong stamina, gave her the means to indulge in wild pleasure, allowing Wang Xiaoyin's bestial instincts to run wild, relentlessly ravaging her body. Just like their first time, Ruth and Wang Xiaoyin, with a touch of lingering nostalgia, switched to a rear-entry position, each thrust allowing him to feel the exquisite beauty of Ruth's buttocks.
"Darling, you're a beast!" Ruth, nestled in Wang Xiaoyin's arms for a long time, finally managed to utter these words, her face radiating a satisfied, alluring glow, prompting Wang Xiaoyin to press down on her again.
"Since you say so, my darling, I'll show you what a real beast is!" His previously limp member was ready to wreak havoc again, parting Ruth's long, snow-white legs and swiftly penetrating her wetness once more.
Ruth gave him a weak, pouting look, spitting out, "If you come again, I'll have to transform...hehe, let's see how you fight back against a werewolf several meters tall, covered in fur?"
Wang Xiaoyin chuckled, knowing she meant it. At least when her human form couldn't withstand the force, she would definitely revert to her original form. That kind of look—unless Wang Xiaoyin truly transformed into a beast—was absolutely unacceptable to him; he couldn't accept the non-werewolf beauty.
That evening, Wang Xiaoyin was taking King Kong to a concert. Now that they were free, without the constraints of bodyguard status, their attire was very casual. King Kong was increasingly resembling a city dweller. Su Feifei joked with him that he lacked a fierce aura, was too honest, and wouldn't scare bad people. He had also dyed his hair, wore a side earring, and a silver skull necklace, looking somewhat like a delinquent youth just starting out. Ruth said he looked more like a beastman.
Xiao Wen and Xiao Rong arrived to meet them, and Tang Beibei, uninvited, also came along. This time, she miraculously produced many autographed books, keeping Su Feifei busy for quite a while. While they were talking, Wang Xiaoyin slipped out to pick up Wang Qinghe.
Whether in terms of feelings or beauty, Wang Qinghe held a very important place in his heart. Besides, this was the first time he'd invited her out, so he had to pick her up personally.
Wang Qinghe was dressed in dark trousers and a long-sleeved shirt—her protective gear for the performance. She stood quietly at her front door, followed by two beautiful female bodyguards, but they paled in comparison to Qinghe's stunning beauty. She was waiting for Wang Xiaoyin to appear; the bodyguards were an unshakeable tail, a condition her mother had set for her attending the performance.
Wang Xiaoyin smiled as he stepped out of the car. Every time he saw Qinghe, he felt a strange excitement. Perhaps it was because of her breathtaking beauty, perhaps because of the subtle relationship in the game, or perhaps there was no reason at all.
"Sorry to keep you waiting!" he smiled, magically producing a red rose from his hand and offering it to Qinghe.
The two female bodyguards behind Qinghe had seen Wang Xiaoyin before. Although they found him handsome, there were many handsome young noblemen, and they had never seen Wang Qinghe invited out by anyone. Moreover, Qinghe had arrived at the front door early to wait after receiving the phone call, which was unprecedented. Seeing that he only took out one rose, a slight sneer appeared in her eyes, thinking him rather stingy. In the past, some suitors had presented Wang Qinghe with arrays of tens of thousands of roses, a shower of hundreds of thousands of blossoms, yet she still didn't seem to like them.
"Hehe, at least you have some conscience," Wang Qinghe happily accepted the rose, smelling it. "Sigh, how come my resentment has vanished? I was thinking of teaching you a lesson."
"Are you willing to?"
"Show-off! What's there to be reluctant about!" Xiaohe glared at him, pretending to be angry as she lightly tapped the flower on Wang Xiaoyin's chest. Suddenly, the lone rose transformed into a large, heavy bouquet, exuding a fragrant aroma. Xiaohe exclaimed "Wow!" with delight at the miraculous change. The female bodyguard behind her also cried out in surprise, hastily drawing her gun. After seeing the situation clearly, she sheepishly stopped. When she looked at Wang Xiaoyin again, her eyes held a hint of curiosity and affection, thinking that he was somewhat different from her usual self.
"You're so full of tricks!" Wang Qinghe said with a smile, thinking of tapping him a few more times to see if she could conjure up more flowers. Unfortunately, after a few more taps, the number of flowers didn't increase.
Wang Xiaoyin understood her thoughts and couldn't help but laugh heartily: "No matter how many tricks you have, you have to try them slowly. You can't try them all at once!"
"You...you're so annoying!" Wang Qinghe suddenly remembered that this was a phrase Wang Xiaoyin often used in the game "Retro," but only when they were in bed together did she understand the true meaning of those words. A blush crept onto her face, and she shyly punched him, but Wang Xiaoyin seized the opportunity to grab her hand and pull her into the car.
The female bodyguards naturally followed; their duty wasn't just to protect Wang Qinghe, but also to report special matters to the madam—another part of their job. Fortunately, Wang Xiaoyin had enough tickets today, and he'd also called Lan Wu and Lan Shi to join the bodyguards.
Wang Xiaoyin didn't like the atmosphere in the stadium; tens of thousands of people were gathered, shouting in unison, the noise even drowning out Fox's singing. It wasn't anyone's fault; it was just that Fox was too popular and the audience kept screaming. Fortunately, Fox had seen this kind of scene many times, and it was hard to get them to quiet down, so he just let them be.
Su Feifei watched their performance on stage with envy, fantasizing about having a similar atmosphere when she held her own concert someday.
Wang Xiaoyin wasn't wearing a mask, and their group was very close to the stage. Silver Fox kept winking at him, and Wang Xiaoyin returned the favor with a middle finger. Suddenly remembering something, he telepathically told Silver Fox, who was posing for the audience, "How about I find you a special guest? A real beauty! But she's mine, don't get any funny ideas!"
Silver Fox blew kisses to the audience as he replied, "Brother, you're asking me, not me asking you, so be polite! Uh, since she's a beauty, I'll give you face. I know who she is, it's definitely Su Feifei!" Then, he whispered a few words to Fire Fox, who was sitting to the side playing the piano. The two nodded, seemingly having reached an agreement.
Silver Fox made a gesture to quiet them down and called out to the audience, "Today, we have a special guest here to sing a song with us. Do you know who she is?"
The audience shook their heads! They were all surprised, because they had never invited anyone else to their concerts before; it was always just the two of them on stage together.
Silver Fox continued shouting, "Now, it's okay if you can't guess. I'll give you a hint, and you can guess again. Which female star has become popular so quickly these days? Which female star's entertainment news is all over the place?"
"Sophie! Feifei!" The audience also loved Sophie. Fox's loyal fans had attacked Sophie before, and felt a sense of guilt towards her. After Silver Fox's explanation, their attitude towards Sophie improved significantly.
"That's right! Next, let's welcome Miss Sophie to the stage!" Silver Fox yelled, winking at Wang Xiaoyin.
Wang Xiaoyin removed Sophie's mask, whispered a few words in her ear, and used gentle internal force to throw her onto the stage. The force was extremely skillful, and she landed smoothly on the stage. Silver Fox caught her. The props staff quickly found a wireless microphone for Sophie and equipped her quickly.
The girls around Wang Xiaoyin didn't know what was going on, but seeing that Wang Xiaoyin had orchestrated this, they could only applaud enthusiastically.
After a brief moment of nervousness, Sophie quickly regained her composure, displaying a calm and collected demeanor. Aside from her continued admiration for the Fox duo, everything remained as usual. As the flowing piano music of "A Thousand Mountains" began, she forgot where she was, singing the song that had made her famous with deep emotion and passion.
The Fox duo humbly played a supporting role, merely providing harmonies. Before the song was even finished, thunderous applause erupted, and more audience members sang along. It was predictable that Sophie would once again grace the front pages of major media outlets.
The next day, Sophie and Ruth went to Tianmei Entertainment Company as planned. Lan Jiu, now Sophie's full-time composing assistant, naturally accompanied them, with Jin Gang as their driver.
Wang Xiaoyin had originally intended to visit Wang Yuanzhe, but upon hearing from Xiao He that he was not in Coral Country but had gone to an oil-producing country in Africa for an inspection, he had to abandon the plan. He changed his route, taking Lan Shi with him to choose a location for a jewelry store. After browsing for a long time, he still felt that Lan's Jewelry Store had the best location, followed by a high-end cosmetics mall across the street.
After making inquiries, it turned out that the cosmetics mall belonged to the Xiao family. Upon
hearing the butler's report, Xiao Bang's narrowed eyes immediately lit up, and he laughed loudly, "Haha, I was just worried about not being able to find out this kid's background, and now he actually wants to surface and do business. Hmm, very good, very good. Tell Xiao Ling to unconditionally sublet that mall to Wang Xiaoyin. I want to see what he's up to!"
The butler whispered a reminder, "Master, the annual rent for that building in the city center exceeds 10 million. If we unconditionally sublet it to Wang Xiaoyin, won't people say we're offering a mere 10 million to rent it? And the Ye family once offered an exorbitant 90 million per year, which we didn't agree to. Now…?"
"Haha, what's there to be afraid of! That's the Xiao family's property. Even if I give it to that kid for free, who cares if I'm happy! The Hu family? He's stuck in their northwest corner; forget about getting into the city center. As for the Ye family, hmph, they can only make a living by losing money in Paradise. No matter how many jewelry stores they open, they probably can't get a prime location. The Ye family's jewelry is really mediocre; I really don't understand why they haven't gone bankrupt yet! Sigh, if I were twenty years younger, I might be able to compete with the Ye family. Right now, I'm satisfied as long as I keep them down in Paradise."
The butler could only nod. He had been born into the Xiao family and took the Xiao surname. He had studied butlership in London and knew the butler's duties better than anyone. Since the master said so, there must be a reason. He hurriedly went out to contact Xiao Ling.
Xiao Ling personally intervened, and three days later, the fifteen-story high-end cosmetics mall was completely emptied. Xiao Wen shyly handed the lease to Wang Xiaoyin, which clearly stated—the rent was zero, and the lease term was tentatively set for five years. Xiao Wen, representing the Xiao family, said shyly, "Brother Xiao Yin, Grandpa has already transferred this commercial building to my name, so if you have any questions in the future, just come to me!"
"Uh... but, the rent? I remember... I think I... have money!" According to Lan Shi's market research, the rent for such a commercial building over five years, plus subletting losses and other expenses, would be no less than 100 million—and that's a conservative estimate. Because in such a prime commercial location, no one would sell or sublet it. He was already grateful for the Xiao family's help, and now they were offering to waive the rent, which made him feel somewhat strange.
Back when he was out in the game, aside from spending Mo Xin's money, he had never used any other woman's money. Using Mo Xin's money was only because she forced him to. Even now, many mistresses voluntarily transferred their annual company income to the accounts Lan Yao had opened in Swiss banks, but it wasn't Wang Xiao Yin who directly received it. Now, facing Xiao Wen, this strange feeling suddenly intensified.
Xiao Wen, of course, understood what he was thinking and immediately said, "Well... my grandfather said we should consider the rent issue after your business has taken off. Besides, this is my asset, how could I possibly ask you for money!"
"Hehe, brother, Sister Wenwen is right, it's not too late to consider it when our business is bigger!" Lan Shi, who had assumed the role of the younger sister, had already met him at the Fox concert.
Xiao Wen was somewhat wary of Wang Xiaoyin's suddenly appearing beautiful younger sister, but she later became numb to it. This Lan Shi called herself the tenth sister, and there was also the ninth sister, the extremely alluring fifth sister, and the third sister she had initially met—she felt the sisterhood issue was too complicated, and it was best not to take it to heart. She had no idea that her cousin, Xiao Rong, was actually Wang Xiaoyin's "second sister"!
"Okay, fine. Anyway, this isn't a lot of money, so thanks Wenwen first. Now, I'm going to make a signboard and name my new jewelry store—Whose Paradise!"
(This chapter feels a bit messy because my mood is so chaotic... Hmm, I have a lot of worries. This lighthearted novel is about to become a dark one. Also, don't confuse the political issues in this book; it has nothing to do with the Taiwan issue. Take a closer look at the setting of "The Art of Seducing Women," it's based on the territory of the Kingdom of Wind and Moon. I used to draw a map of this fictional world with drawing software, but the result was too embarrassing, so I didn't upload it. The location of the Coral Kingdom should be directly south of the Kingdom of Wind and Moon (now China). To the southeast of the Coral Kingdom are small island nations, and to the southwest is a large country, but it's blocked by mountains... Anyway, it's a fantasy novel, so there's no need to pay too much attention to real-world things, right?)

Volume 4, Chapter 33: Little Ostrich
: 9-22 4:51:02 This chapter contains 7189 words.

On the 46th floor of the Li Family's boardroom building is Ding Ling's office. During the Li Family's heyday, many groundbreaking decisions were made from here. Ding Ling had been busy all morning, issuing countless orders, but all to some extent in vain. Her neatly tied long hair was now somewhat disheveled, her face soft-featured, and her slender, snow-white fingers were signing off on the latest asset reports.
Seeing the dwindling number of assets, she sensed that the Li Family was caught in a deep conspiracy. No matter how much they struggled, they couldn't escape the fate of being devoured; their current struggles were merely pre-meal entertainment for the enemy.
The peripheral companies, accounting for thirty percent of the Li Family's total assets, had all been sold off at rock-bottom prices a few days ago. The main businesses remained in a semi-shutdown state. Although the government had relaxed its oversight, certain departments were still relentless, seizing on minor violations by the Li Family's companies and making a big fuss about them, further exacerbating the already crippled business woes.
The phone on her desk rang. It was her secretary calling. Ding Ling stretched her aching neck and picked up the phone. "What is it?"
"Assistant, it's terrible!" came the panicked voice of her secretary. "Li's shares have been eroded, bought at an extremely low price. The other party is manipulating the stock price, driving our shares to an all-time low. Even our partners have dumped their remaining shares... Now, everything has collapsed." "
I know!" Ding Ling replied indifferently and hung up. She had known this would happen, which was why she had handed over most of the assets she controlled back to the head of the Li family. In a sense, she bore little responsibility for the Li family's fate, as the final defeat was entirely Li Jia's doing.
She knew what was coming next. Since someone else had taken control of a large portion of the shares, Li's assets would face division and restructuring—meaning the Li family assets would change hands and names. She recalled her initial marriage into the Li family and couldn't help but smile bitterly. This was, in a way, a form of family marriage. Not long after she married into the Li family, her father, Ding Qiguang, rose rapidly from a minor deputy position to become the top official in charge of the land. She knew some of the inside stories, so she rarely visited her parents. Even when she was bored, she would just play the "Retro" game to pass the time.
She shook her head and stretched in the soft armchair. Suddenly, her hands, which were outstretched behind her back, were grabbed and bound with a wide piece of cotton cloth. She was surprised and wanted to call for help, but the person seemed to have expected this and covered her mouth. A pair of strong arms pulled her up from the chair and pushed her onto the desk.
"You've been working hard all morning, how about we play a game?" The man behind her made a strange sound, clearly altered, but it sounded even more wicked and lewd. His hand reached inside Ding Ling's bra, roughly kneading it, while his other hand impatiently slid down her smooth, white thigh, touching her plump buttocks, lingering at the edge of her panties.
"Who...who are you?" Ding Ling was genuinely shocked and terrified. How could someone sneak into the Li Group's board building without a sound, pass through multiple security checks, and then hide in her own office? "What do you want?"
"Hehe! It doesn't matter who I am, you'll find out anyway." The man chuckled wickedly, his hands moving non-stop, kneading Ding Ling until she felt both sore and aching, yet strangely pleasurable, causing her to moan uncontrollably. "If you ask me what I want, that's a rather foolish question. Of course, I want to have sex with you!"
Ding Ling had already been aroused by the man's lewd behavior, and coupled with the fact that she hadn't had a man's caress for several days, her lower body was now aching, itchy, and wet from this man's actions. Hearing him speak so directly and vulgarly, her lust was suddenly ignited. She cursed herself inwardly for being so lewd, how could she be so willing to be raped? She cried out, "You...you...uh...if you don't let go, I'll scream! Ahh, please let me go, I'll give you money, you can buy many women in heaven, how about 1 million?"
"Heh heh, I already let go of your mouth, you would have screamed long ago if you wanted to, why are you still negotiating with me?" The man suddenly pulled her lace panties down to her ankles, lifted her business suit skirt, and caressed her unusually plump, snowy buttocks. The man clicked his tongue, lewdly laughing as he caressed her: "Where can you buy such a beautiful body for 1 million?"
Ding Ling was speechless, overwhelmed by the man behind her. Yes, she had already let go of his mouth, why didn't she dare scream? Seeing her panties suddenly pulled down, she was startled, trying to clamp her legs together to protect her private parts, but her legs had already been spread apart, her shameful garden completely exposed to the villain's eyes. Hearing him praise her body's value, though somewhat derogatory, inexplicably made her happy. Even her shameful fluids flowed more profusely, down her cleavage, to her thighs, and then to the back of her snow-white legs.
"Please, no... umm..." Faced with unknown danger, Ding Ling was still very nervous. Although her body's reactions were somewhat lewd, she couldn't distinguish her own desires and could only instinctively beg for mercy. She could feel the hot, hard object rubbing against her desolate garden. Shamefully, she couldn't control her plump, snowy buttocks, uncontrollably responding to his movements, even begging for his entry.
"Really don't want it?" The wicked man stopped his weapon at the wet, hot entrance, bent down, tore open her bra, and his fingers, nimble as snakes, caressed her breasts. A stark contrast to his previous roughness, this strange touch made her lose control. She mustered all her strength, thrusting her plump, snowy buttocks forward to welcome the unknown weapon.
"Ugh..." The tormenting emptiness was filled with unprecedented fullness as the weapon entered. Ding Ling suddenly remembered that this was her own choice, that she had willingly welcomed the evil man's weapon, not rape. But what did it matter? As long as...
The man behind her suddenly sighed, as if he were very regretful, or as if he had expected it. He suddenly stopped talking and stood behind Ding Ling, lifting her plump, snowy buttocks and thrusting wildly.
"Oh, it's you, ah, it must be you..." Ding Ling floated on clouds several times, screaming a few times, when she suddenly remembered this familiar position and that unusually magnificent, extraordinary weapon, "You could have just... oh ah... why bother with this..."
She suddenly understood that this wonderful experience under the shadow of terror was incomparable to ordinary scenes.
After the storm, Wang Xiaoyin sat on a large, soft chair, Ding Ling languidly and weakly nestled in his arms, showing no trace of the ferocity from the rape, content and docile like a Persian cat, her snow-white, smooth body still bearing a faint blush of orgasm.
After a long silence, Ding Ling couldn't help but ask softly, "Why are you here?"
Wang Xiaoyin smiled slightly, "I heard your husband has lost some kind of male function, so I came to comfort the little ostrich. Is that reason enough?"
"Hmph, you! You must think I'm some kind of promiscuous slut, raping me so easily!" Ding Ling couldn't help but whine, remembering her shameful behavior at first.
"Be careful, I'll sue you for defamation!" Wang Xiaoyin lightly patted her plump buttocks, "You know best whether I was raped or not."
"Hmm, you don't give me any leeway at all. You're not like this in the game, always making the little ostrich happy. Don't think that just because we've done this twice, it'll always be like this. I'm not a promiscuous person!" Ding Ling shyly punched him twice, secretly watching Wang Xiaoyin's reaction.
"Hehe, I'm not a casual person either, because when I'm casual, I'm not human!" Wang Xiaoyin laughed and kissed her, taking advantage of the chaos to invade her body again. He did this for a wicked purpose; the negotiation was about to begin, and this was the most effective way to distract the woman in his arms.
"You... how could you, um, you're in again." Ding Ling, still recovering, became weak again, clinging tightly to his strong waist. "We'll be discovered! This is my office!"
"Hehe, since it's an office, let's talk business." Wang Xiaoyin chuckled, his hands roaming over her smooth body until she was panting, before saying, "Let's talk about dividing up the Li family."
"Ah?" Although Ding Ling had long suspected Wang Xiaoyin's mysterious identity and had guessed this possibility, she was still extremely surprised to hear him bring it up at this time. Her hazy almond eyes regained some of their clarity. "So it really was you. But what can I do to help you?"
“Little ostrich, don’t worry, I won’t cause you any trouble.” Wang Xiaoyin kissed her a few times, making her eyes glaze over with desire again before saying, “Because the Li family has offended too many people, their demise is inevitable. But the suddenly vacant real estate shares need someone to manage them, otherwise they’ll just benefit other companies in the Heavenly Realm. I know your abilities, and I know you hold five percent of the Li family’s shares. You can use that share to establish a new company, ostensibly for the Li family, but actually for yourself.”
“But, I don’t control those shares, and I can’t establish a new company. If the board of directors is reopened, the largest shareholder has the right to make decisions…” She suddenly remembered that the largest shareholder might be Wang Xiaoyin, the man currently writhing inside her. If she hadn’t been so infatuated with him, she wouldn’t have been so confused as to not even think of this.
"Hehe, good to know." Wang Xiaoyin held her soft body in his arms and whispered in her ear, "First, you're familiar with the real estate industry's operations. With my support, your new company will quickly gain a foothold. Besides, your father didn't get his position for nothing; he won't watch you suffer. Your company will become a rising star in the Coral Kingdom's real estate market, rising rapidly and unstoppable. At that time, the Li family's assets that have been eroded will gradually be bought back by you, and the myth of a real estate queen will be born."
"Ah? But what good will this do you? You finally brought down the Li family, and now you want me to...?" Wang Xiaoyin trembled slightly, and Ding Ling immediately couldn't continue, only able to groan softly.
Wang Xiaoyin was very satisfied with his method, which had rendered even the usually shrewd Ding Ling baffled by such a simple matter. He had given Ding Ling a brief climax before laughing and saying, "Hehe, the premise of that setup was, of course, that all the men in the Li family were dead. And you will be the new owner of the Li family's assets, and I will be your new owner."
"I am the new owner of the Li family's assets, and you are my owner? You're so domineering!" Ding Ling repeated, softly scolding him. Clearly, she had tacitly agreed to his suggestion. She thought to herself, "If it's like this every day, what's wrong with being your slave!"
Wang Xiaoyin smiled noncommittally and said, "This is just the beginning of my domineering ways. Next, I will explain to you the rules of being a slave." He grinned lewdly and carried the naked Ding Ling towards the sofa in the side room. Ding Ling's heart raced as she nervously awaited the impending storm.
The two blue-clad demons guarding the door exchanged glances, a mixture of envy and schadenfreude towards Ding Ling, as if recalling their initial training as sex slaves. They knew that since their master had made this decision, there would definitely be dedicated Blue Demons to train Ding Ling in some way. Only she herself would know the
hardships she would face. Wang Xiaoyin dared to do this because she had already learned that Ding Ling's relationship with the eldest son of the Li family was terrible, and now that the Li family was facing destruction, she would definitely be willing to climb up to a man of extraordinary ability. Besides, Wang Xiaoyin and Ding Ling had a close relationship in the game, and after their first real-life encounter, Ding Ling's cheerful expression indicated she definitely had feelings for Wang Xiaojiao. Now was the perfect opportunity to make her submit.
Wang Xiaoyin's jewelry store was already fully renovated, and the security system was installed by Blue Demons, but it was still empty, without a single gemstone, only a magnificent sign that read "Whose Paradise?" The promotional poster, designed by Xiao Wen, depicted a legendary garden of the gods to distinguish it from the concept of paradise. The tagline was: Whose paradise are you, and who is your paradise? In this cold world, choose a gemstone to build a happy paradise for two!
This is the bustling city center, with tens of thousands of pedestrians passing by every day. Seeing such a prime location vacant for several days sparked curiosity, attracting even some financial reporters eager to investigate. Rumors about the new jewelry store were flying everywhere; in just a few days, someone's Paradise Jewelry Store had become famous in Paradise City.
Some said the name was too arrogant, suggesting a challenge to the various powers in Paradise. Others said it must be a shop opened by some spoiled brat; didn't they know that the location commanded tens of thousands of gold coins daily, yet it remained empty? Furthermore, some high-ranking figures revealed that the building originally belonged to the Xiao family; for the Xiao family to move, the owner must be someone of considerable influence, and it was best to observe cautiously.
This was exactly the effect Wang Xiaoyin wanted. Even with dedicated television and newspaper advertising, it was uncertain whether anyone would see it or care. But humans are curious creatures; the rarer something is, the faster it spreads and the more vividly it is remembered, because he was a typical example of someone with excessive curiosity.
The merchandise area only went up to the ninth floor; the tenth floor and above housed the jewelry workshops, naturally separated from the merchandise area. Lan Shi and her group of sisters specializing in jewelry craftsmanship were busy at work. Whenever a fine piece of jewelry appeared, Xiao Wen would use ornate brushstrokes to exaggerate its beauty. Xiao Wen, having accepted Wang Xiaoyin's invitation, naturally worked diligently, but following this group of inexplicably beautiful "sisters," she increasingly felt uneasy. Did Wang Xiaoyin have too many sisters? However, there had been a prior agreement that no one could be told about these sisters, including her grandfather, Xiao Bang.
These twenty-odd Lan Yao craftswomen were trained by Wang Xiaoyin herself, the best among dozens of craftswomen. Their techniques originated from the polishing techniques found in the caves near Youlan Pool. With the addition of modern professional craftsmanship training, their skill level was approaching Wang Xiaoyin's; what they lacked was the artistic conception.
Wang Xiaoyin felt that to gain fame, one couldn't rely solely on gimmicks; without truly exquisite jewelry, it would be difficult to retain customers. He had long been involved in the jewelry business, and his subordinates, the Blue Fairies, had been constantly honing their skills. Countless practice pieces had been created, unique in technique and quite exquisite, but not suitable for the initial opening. Therefore, he planned to hold a reputation-building exhibition and auction right after opening.
The auction would not only feature jewelry but also Xiao Wen's paintings. Xiao Wen's painting skills were impressive; she claimed to be somewhat famous in Paris. However, Wang Xiaoyin valued her influence in Paradise City. He anticipated that many prominent figures would fiercely compete for even a relatively inexpensive piece of jewelry. The number
of people to invite on opening day was overwhelming, leaving Wang Xiaoyin unsure. Too many people might expose too many of his secrets. He decided to invite people from Paradise City, as it was relatively unfamiliar to him. Even if many came, they would only be there to show their support. As for people from other cities, that was a different story.
Wang Xiaoyin lay in the living room of the Su residence, lost in thought about his future plans. Sophie, wearing a bathrobe, tiptoed to his side, intending to ask if he was asleep, but he suddenly pulled her into his arms.
Sophie had successfully signed with Tianmei Entertainment these past few days, and her momentum was high. No matter how busy she was, she insisted on going home every day, turning down several promotional opportunities in other cities. Even Ruth couldn't persuade her otherwise.
"You bad boy, you ambushed me again!" Sophie had gotten used to being hugged and touched these past few days, and her previous fear and wariness had gradually disappeared. Although they hadn't crossed the final line, she was becoming more and more confident, playfully punching his chest.
"Hehe, since you knew I 'ambushed' you 'again,' why did you come to my side?" Wang Xiaoyin's hand, unusually, didn't slip inside her bathrobe, but simply gently wrapped around her slender waist.
"You big bad boy, I can't escape anyway, so whatever you want." Sophie willingly nestled in his arms, then suddenly asked, "Did you eat Ruth?"
"Huh? How could I eat her? She'd be more likely to eat me!" When Wang Xiaoyin heard her say that, her first thought was of Ruth's werewolf image. After thinking about it carefully, she understood the meaning of "eat" and didn't deny it. "Well, it doesn't matter who eats whom. Do you also want to be eaten by me?"
Normally, Su Feifei would definitely curse him as a bad guy and then run away in embarrassment. But now she replied in a whisper, "Anyway, she accepted your gift, so she's already your lover."
Wang Xiaoyin rolled her eyes and looked at Su Feifei, whose face was flushed. Did she agree to that?

Volume 4 Chapter 34 Chaos upon Chaos
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In the VIP ward of Moonlight Hospital, a dark figure floated by like a ghost without leaving a sound. Only when it floated did flashes of blood-red sword light appear. When it encountered a nurse in pink, the dark figure was like a gecko, defying common sense, sticking upside down to the ceiling and moving slowly, making its way to a ward.
Li Junqi stayed in this hospital for several days, trying every high-tech method, but they couldn't restore his manhood. Even if he wanted to have an organ transplant, the transplant site was too damaged to be repaired. Even the best doctors shook their heads helplessly at his condition, announcing his castration.
He cried, he screamed, he hated, but he remained confined to his hospital bed. Even seeing a beautiful, alluring nurse in a pink uniform, he felt no desire. He understood that he had lost the capital of being a man. His face was ashen, his stubble falling out one by one. He viciously swore that when he was discharged, he would cripple his younger brother, Li Juncheng, making him suffer the same pain. His voice became shrill, filled with vicious curses.
The two loyal servants of the Li family protecting him shook their heads sympathetically, their faces filled with sorrow, but their eyes revealed a glint of schadenfreude. They secretly covered their ears, annoyed by his pitiful screams.
The tightly closed door to the room suddenly burst open. The two servants and bodyguards of the Li family instinctively drew their guns, but the shadowy figure was too fast; the crimson blade had already pierced their throats. Ghost Sword grinned maliciously, pushing aside the two corpses and walking towards Li Junqi.
Li Junqi, who had been groaning in pain on the hospital bed, suddenly stopped, instinctively feeling a chilling killing intent wash over him. He sat up in a panic, snapping the IV drip in his hand, staring wide-eyed at Ghost Sword approaching. The room was eerily quiet; neither of them spoke. The anti-inflammatory fluid dripped rhythmically onto the floor.
"I never imagined that the first person I, Ghost Sword, would kill would be you!" Ghost Sword sneered, showing no regret whatsoever. His still-dripping sword slowly pointed at Li Junqi's throat.
"Don't kill me! It was that bastard Li Juncheng who hurt you! Don't come any closer! I don't want to die!" After a brief silence, Li Junqi let out a horrifying scream, a voice neither male nor female, which made Guijian's brows furrow.
"Heh heh, weren't you just yelling about wanting to die? Now, your wish is granted..." Guijian knew this was a hospital, and he needed to finish the job quickly, but his hatred for the Li family was extraordinary. Despite Li Junqi's desperate pleas, he cruelly dismembered him.
A flash of red light, and Li Junqi's two arms fell off first. His eyes widened as he stared at the bleeding wounds, his gaze blank, his facial muscles twitching uncontrollably. People often think back on their past before death, and he was thinking too, even forgetting the pain.
Guijian was clearly not satisfied with his reaction. He swept his sword across, severing him at the waist, staring at his oozing, colorful internal organs, his eyes bloodshot, laughing maniacally, as if the burden of hatred in his heart had been lightened considerably. "Now you know fear? Now you know regret? Hahahaha, I'll wipe out your Li family! I'll kill every single one of you!"
A woman's scream suddenly came from the doorway: "Ah~ Murder! Someone's dead! Help!" The pink-clad nurse was so frightened by the ghost sword's sudden, ferocious expression that she stopped screaming, her eyes rolled back, and she fainted.
Knowing he had been discovered, the ghost sword still wasn't satisfied and delivered a final blow to Li Junqi's neck, severing his head before fleeing quickly towards the door. He had just rushed out of the ward when he suddenly turned back, because several strange experts surged in from outside, including Li Jia, the head of the Li family.
Seeing the horrific scene inside, Li Jia let out a mournful roar, as if he had suddenly aged more than ten years. Trembling, he pleaded with one of the gaunt, tall men in black, "Please, Divine Envoy, help me kill this villain and avenge my son!" Li Jia had been busy manipulating the stock market and selling off peripheral assets these past few days, and hadn't even visited his eldest son. He couldn't believe he hadn't even seen him one last time. Filled with guilt, his grief deepened.
"Patriarch Li, rest assured! Ghost Sword has repeatedly thwarted our sect's important affairs; this time he won't escape. All Divine Guards, heed my command! Kill him without mercy!" The gaunt middle-aged man's tone was icy, his voice flat and monotone, as somber as a living dead. The aura emanating from him gave Ghost Sword no chance of victory; this man was far more skilled than the Divine Envoy who had been killed last time.
Ghost Sword cursed his bad luck, feigned an attack, and rushed towards the window. He thought that jumping down would offer a chance of survival, while coming through the front door would mean certain death.
"Where do you think you're going!" the withered envoy roared. Before anyone could see him move, he was already beside Ghost Sword, a chilling palm strike aimed at his back.
Ghost Sword was startled and turned hastily, taking the blow head-on. A powerful, venomous, and icy true energy instantly surged through his hand, invading his meridians. A sweet taste filled his throat, and he was about to spit out a mouthful of blood. Ghost Sword was filled with terror. Anyone who could severely injure him in one move was undoubtedly a master of the Profound Realm Moon Rank. He forcefully channeled his true energy, transforming the blood in his throat into a blood sword, aiming straight for the withered envoy's throat. Taking advantage of the recoil from the blow, he slammed himself even faster into the glass window.
The withered envoy hadn't expected Ghost Sword to be able to withstand his attack and even use true energy to create a blood sword. While he was still reeling from the attack, Ghost Sword had already smashed through the glass and jumped from the eighth floor.
Their fight was over in the blink of an eye. The guards, having received their orders, hadn't even reached the window before Ghost Sword vanished.
"Chase!"
Hearing the withered messenger's command, the guards' stiff faces remained unchanged as they followed the ghost sword's trajectory, leaping down in unison. Several figures raced after the wounded ghost sword, quickly fleeing Moonlight Hospital and weaving through the dimly lit alleyways.
Wang Xiaoyin, carrying the blushing Su Feifei, slipped into her bedroom and turned off the lights. Since his abilities allowed him to see clearly in the dark, turning off the lights was simply to ease Su Feifei's tension. Wang Xiaoyin had been waiting for this day for a long time, but each time he had been mindful of her emotional state, always withdrawing his advances when he sensed her nervousness. This time, seeing her agree willingly, how could he not be excited?
She lay flat on the soft, wide bed with her eyes closed, her beautiful body slightly exposed beneath her pink silk nightgown, her high breasts heaving, revealing her inner turmoil. Wang Xiaoyin quickly removed his own clothes and gently lay down beside her; he knew the importance of gentleness with this young girl.
Su Feifei's small hands, like her feet, were white, smooth, and delicate. Wang Xiaoyin began kissing her hands, his warm lips brushing over her sensitive wrists, the backs of her arms, and down to the base of her lotus-like arms. Before she could feel a tickle, Wang Xiaoyin suddenly straddled her, sealing her pink lips with his.
Su Feifei's mouth had been invaded by him many times before, and she knew some clumsy techniques, obediently welcoming his tongue, their tongues intertwining. Sucking on her fragrant saliva, his lustful hands, as usual, lifted her nightgown, gently stroking her exceptionally white and tender legs down to her groin. A wave of hot, moist air washed over him, and Wang Xiaoyin's heart suddenly fluttered. His well-controlled lust was suddenly aroused. It turned out she wasn't wearing underwear, and the slippery fluid that had been aroused flowed out of her cleavage.
Wang Xiaoyin abruptly buried his head between her legs, greedily sucking on that virgin fragrance. His tongue, like a nimble snake, roamed over her smooth, snowy skin until it touched her clitoris. The sudden, intense stimulation caused Su Feifei to groan loudly, pressing his head tightly against hers, unsure whether to let him remain there or to stop his teasing. As
the two were locked in this strange standoff, Wang Xiaoyin's phone rang at an inopportune moment. According to his settings, this ringtone should be from Lan Yi's side, and it should be an emergency.
Wang Xiaoyin sighed, muttering in dissatisfaction, "I should have turned off my phone." However, he quickly got up, kissed the blushing Su Feifei, and teased, "Looks like my little lover escaped again tonight!"
Su Feifei closed her eyes and gave a soft, seductive "hmm," whether out of relief or dissatisfaction, her hands involuntarily resting on her crotch, which he had just lifted, her slender fingers gently caressing the spot he had just licked, a strange emotion rising within her.
"Xiao Yiyi, you ruined my plans. If you don't report something important, I'll spank you!" These were Wang Xiaoyin's first words after answering the phone. His rising desire hadn't subsided, and he thought that even if he let Su Feifei go, he still needed to vent his frustrations on Lan Yi and the others.
"Master~" Lan Yi let out a seductive moan upon hearing Wang Xiaoyin's words, but she quickly got down to business. "I just received a call for help from Ghost Sword. He's surrounded by experts from the Blood God Cult, and he's currently in a haystack at a horse farm in the suburbs. Hmm, I heard that the one who injured him was a powerful Moon-level Xuan Realm expert from the Blood God Cult. Should we rescue Ghost Sword?"
Wang Xiaoyin initially wanted to suggest rescuing him, but he hesitated when he realized the opponent was a Moon-level expert. Ordinary Star-level experts could be dealt with by sheer numbers, but Moon-level experts possessed a wide range of elemental Xuan techniques, making them incredibly lethal. Losing a few beautiful and alluring Lan Yaos just to rescue Ghost Sword, with whom they weren't particularly close, would be a huge waste.
"The Blood God Cult has been frequently appearing in Paradise City. Has anyone from the Xuanwu Alliance stepped forward? One claims to be the sole ruler of darkness, the other calls themselves the White Path Alliance; they've always been at odds. If we let them fight each other, it'll save us a lot of trouble."
Wang Xiaoyin knew the Blue Demons' martial arts level. After all, they hadn't been practicing martial arts for very long, less than five years, and there weren't any outstanding masters. Out of the several hundred Blue Demons, only Xingzi had reached the upper-level Moon rank. Although the other Blue Demons were possessed by the Lustful Spirit and progressed rapidly, the time they had to practice martial arts was limited. No matter how hard you tried, you couldn't transcend the rules of time. Now, suddenly, a Moon rank master had appeared on the enemy's side, several levels above those pretty girls. If she were to be put in danger, Wang Xiaoyin certainly wouldn't want to.
"Master, ever since Yao Dong, a star-level expert from the Xuanwu Alliance, died, they've been surprisingly calm, showing no signs of revenge. We deliberately leaked some information about the Blood God Cult in Paradise City, but they never investigated, which is very strange. The Blood God Cult's behavior is also very strange, as if they've reached some kind of agreement with the Xuanwu Alliance, acting openly and without any regard for their existence. Now, if we want to save Ghost Sword, I'm afraid we can only rely on our own strength!" Lan Yi calmly analyzed. She knew the reason for Wang Xiaoyin's worries and also knew the danger of dealing with a first-level expert, because the terrifying destructive power that Xingzi had displayed during their training had left them with lingering fear.
"Hmph, I'd rather Ghost Sword die than let you take any risks! Anyway, I have no connection with him. When my martial arts were crippled back then, he didn't even speak up for me." Wang Xiaoyin stood on the roof, coldly staring at the dark night sky. "I won't let you suffer any unnecessary harm!"
"Master~" Lan Yi was deeply moved. Although she knew Wang Xiaoyin's affection for the Lan demons, hearing him say this made her very happy. "Then let's pretend nothing happened. Oh, and also, I interrupted Master's good time. Please punish Lan Yi, Master. The other sisters are also here, waiting for Master!"
"Haha, now's not the time. Although I won't let you rescue him, or find other unrelated people, you still need to help Ghost Sword, after all, he's our temporary ally." Wang Xiaoyin could easily see through the Blue Demons' ulterior motives, but he suddenly thought of a plan to use someone else to do the dirty work, since it wouldn't harm anyone related to him. "Blue One, you contact Ghost Sword now and ask if there are any firearms around him... Yes, whether it's a hunting rifle or a toy gun, as long as it makes noise, it'll do. Then call the Enforcement Bureau's emergency number and have them deal with the terrorists using their gun-handling skills. Don't worry about the consequences."
"Yes, Master, I understand." Blue One nodded and instructed the other Blue Demons to use their hacking skills to manipulate the public telephones in the suburbs.
Wang Xiaoyin then dialed Ni Xiu's private number and explained the dangers of this mission to him. Last time, Ni Xiu and Qiu Linlin performed a great service, but the administrative order resulted in military merit, and the two were promoted two ranks in the army. Of course, all of this was arranged by Qiu Guangmo; it would be difficult not to be promoted! Along with the other soldiers protecting Qiu Linlin, they were all awarded second-class merit. The person in charge was promoted, and the original police officers received large bonuses. Ni Xiu now held a prominent position among them, and his subordinates obeyed him without question.
"Mudfish, you and Linlin shouldn't go this time. It might be dangerous. You don't understand, kid. If you had seen the power of a Moon-level martial artist, you would understand what I mean. Find an eyesore to take the fall and put them in charge of the entire operation. As for how to massacre, you should know better than me... Hehe, without our own people, everyone is a potential enemy. Oh, and if we unfortunately capture that killer Ghost Sword, find a chance to release him. Hmm, Heaven will be more chaotic with him around." Wang Xiaoyin naturally didn't consider Ghost Sword one of his own. In his eyes, Ghost Sword was just a wanted criminal to increase the excitement of the game.
"Boss, I understand! Hehe, there are two moles that the mayor dislikes, but they're hampered by the power behind them. We'll 're-employ' them from now on." Ni Xiu chuckled like a fox, as if he were looking at a plucked chick.
Wang Xiaoyin knew that several financially savvy Lan Yao had already devoured most of the Li family's assets. By the time the stock market closed today, the Li family had completely failed, with only a few core companies struggling to stay afloat. He heard Lan Yi relay the news of Li Junqi's death. Now, the Li family only had two direct male descendants left. If the main branch died, everything would fall into chaos. Leaving behind the young Li Juncheng and those collateral descendants who wanted to seize the Li family's wealth, the Li family would perish even sooner.
"Kill Li Jia! Leave no trace!" Wang Xiaoyin gave this order to Lan Wu, who had been eavesdropping on Li Jia's movements. Lan Wu's two assistants received the order, got out of a sports car at Moonlight Hospital, and, taking advantage of the chaos caused by the police and reporters, stealthily infiltrated the murder scene.
Under the protection of several fully armed police officers, Li Jia sat blankly in a corner of the murder scene, undergoing routine legal questioning. Forensic doctors and criminal investigation officers were taking photos and examining the body. Police officers blocked the corridor to prevent the chaotic media reporters from disrupting the scene.
The Li family was currently facing a turbulent period; the previous weapons case was still unresolved, and now this murder had occurred. The Moonlight Hospital had reported the incident, and the Li family couldn't stop them in time. The chaotic scene and the stench of blood were unsettling.
The two blue-clad figures were wondering how to infiltrate the heavily guarded area when they suddenly heard wailing and crying behind them. It turned out to be the arrival of the female members of the Li family. To avoid the media, only Li Junqi's mother and wife, Ding Ling, and the second son of the Li family, Li Juncheng, had come. The two women were supported by loyal bodyguards of the Li family, while Li Juncheng walked at the back. He had been overjoyed when he first heard of his brother's assassination, and now he had to pretend to cry—a truly difficult task for him.
Two blue demons lurked on the ceiling. They exchanged a hand gesture within the same invisible body, and one of them slipped in first. Using her nimble and petite frame, she followed closely behind Li Juncheng through the narrow gaps the police had cleared, blending into the murder scene.
The gaunt divine messenger protecting Li Jia, seeing several police officers arrive, confidently pursued Ghost Sword. There were no martial arts masters in the room now; the blue demon, whose martial arts were only at level eight, scanned the room's occupants and became emboldened. Amidst the rushing police, she secretly took out a small syringe filled with new poison needles developed by the blue demons. Once inserted into the body, they would automatically dissolve, causing immediate illness and death attributed to a sudden heart attack.
Upon seeing his family arrive, Li Jia's tears, which had just stopped, welled up again as he incoherently recounted Ghost Sword's evil deeds. Ding Ling and Li Juncheng were faking their tears, but seeing the two elderly people, the tragic scene of white-haired parents burying their black-haired child, they genuinely shed a few tears.
Several police officers nearby automatically made way for the family to talk.
The blue-clad woman leisurely adjusted her blowgun, then brazenly occupied the spot where one of the officers had just vacated his seat, nearly stepping on his shoe. She had chosen a spot perfectly positioned to shoot into Li Jia's ear, the hardest place to find a wound.
Before killing, the eighteen-year-old Lan Yao showed no nervousness, but rather a kind of expectant excitement. A slight smile played on her lips as she put the end of the blowgun into her mouth, aiming at the target point as she had practiced countless times.

Volume 4, Chapter 35: The Madwoman of Slaughter
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Lan Yao calmly blew out the fatal needle, a silent, tiny poison needle that accurately pierced Li Jia's ear canal. Li Jia, who had been wailing, suddenly froze, his brow furrowing. Although his ear felt slightly itchy, he felt a sharp pain in his chest. He cried out urgently, "Medicine! Medicine! Butler… medicine!" His voice abruptly stopped, demonstrating the potency of the poison. Unfortunately, the butler hadn't come; he had the medicine he carried with him. However, even with the heart-saving medicine, it wouldn't save his life.
Li Jia's wife panicked, shaking her collapsing husband and shouting, "Quick, to the emergency room! My husband's having a heart attack! Someone, come quick!" Ding Ling and Li Juncheng were at a loss, clearly not expecting such a thing to happen.
The police rushed in to call a nurse, and the scene descended into chaos again.
Taking advantage of the confusion, the Blue Demon who had succeeded in her attack slipped out of the ward. The other Blue Demon, who had been lying in wait, had no chance to strike. The two retreated back the way they came and returned to Lan Wu's car.
"Fifth Sister, our mission is complete! Please report back to Master!" The two Blue Demons said in unison after getting into the sports car.
"Hehehe, you two were really efficient. Master already knows, and Master wants to see us now!" Lan Wu started the sports car and instantly left the noisy Moonlight Hospital.
"Fifth Sister, we don't understand. There isn't a single expert among the Li family members right now. Why not take this opportunity to kill them all?" The Blue Demon who had just attacked was still immersed in the thrill of killing, as if she hadn't had enough, and couldn't help but ask the question that had been bothering her.
"Hehe, little girl, what do you know? Master has his own plans! Li Jia already has a serious heart condition. Taking advantage of this opportunity, we can kill him this way without anyone noticing, and we won't be in any danger of exposing our identities. Now, Master needs to establish himself in this dark and bloody place called Heaven. He needs to be patient and doesn't yet have the strength to confront the local powerful clans. The Li family is just a pitiful bunch, a guinea pig for Master's experiment. Only if we do it perfectly will we be safe."
"Now, the Li family only has one direct male descendant left, making it easier for us to gradually take over. Not wiping them out will further distract other forces. You can imagine, everyone knows that Ghost Sword assassinated the eldest son of the Li family, and that the head of the Li family died from a heart attack due to excessive grief, leaving Li Juncheng to inherit the estate. The Li family's current estate is only 39% of its peak value; the rest is already under Master's secret control. Given Li Juncheng's style of doing things and his past history of offending people, even families that used to have close ties with the Li family won't help him."
“Li Juncheng fought his way through with the other collateral branches, seized control of the Li family's assets, and then those assets were quickly taken over by the master. The Li family's demise was swift, but everyone blamed Li Juncheng for squandering the family fortune; very few people considered the true cause of their downfall, let alone traced it back to the master.”
“Do you understand?”
The two blue demons nodded in sincere admiration, finally understanding why they could only be assistants while Lan Wu could be the team leader. They pondered for a moment, then asked, “What does the master want with us now?”
Paradise City, Execution Bureau.
Ni Xiu assigned two trusted subordinates to guard the alarm control room. Soon after, several landline calls reported gunshots at a horse farm in the suburbs. Ni Xiu's two subordinates immediately transferred the mission to the Seventh Team. Their leader, Hu Hanshan, was transferred from the Northwest Police Bureau, and his subordinates were mostly officers from the Northwest Police Bureau, who had always been at odds with Ni Xiu.
Upon hearing the mission, Hu Hanshan immediately gathered his team and assembled them at a rapid pace. He had always been suppressed and rarely received assignments, so his credit was naturally meager. Especially in the Li family case, all the credit went to the First Brigade, led by Ni Xiu, and the Second Brigade, led by Qiu Linlin. Several other supporting brigadees also received substantial bonuses and medals, but the Seventh Brigade was the only one overlooked. Now, suddenly receiving an assignment made him quite proud.
Ni Xiu and a few subordinates were in the office "studying" an important case, holding stacks of documents and flipping through piles of records, with people occasionally reporting to him. Hu Hanshan requested permission to go on a patrol, because major cases required approval from superiors, and Ni Xiu happened to be his direct superior.
"Hmm, go ahead, go ahead. Can't you see we're busy? Your Seventh Brigade is the most idle in the entire bureau. If you don't go, who will? Remember, next time you're the only team left, don't bother reporting to me, just make a phone call." Ni Xiu was busy reviewing files, not even having time to look up, waving him away like a fly.
"Yes, sir!" Hu Hanshan stood at attention, saluted, and feigned righteousness, though inwardly he cursed Ni Xiu's female relatives a thousand times over.
Hu Hanshan, cursing under his breath, led his fully armed men in five police cars, sirens blaring, straight to the scene. According to the person who reported the incident, it was a huge commotion; dozens of terrorists were hiding in the horse farm. Not only had "nearby residents" reported the incident, but the farm workers had also made countless calls to the police.
"A big case, it must be a big case!" Hu Hanshan was somewhat excited, thinking to himself that he finally had a chance to earn merit. Since joining the Enforcement Bureau, it seemed that his irregularities had been noticed. The mayor and the two chief team leaders were always at odds with the personnel transferred from the Northwest Police Bureau. Every time they were sent into battle, it was the Seventh Brigade that was used as cannon fodder, yet the Seventh Brigade received no credit.
“Captain Hu, I have a bad feeling. Usually when we’re on a call, Ni Xiu always makes things difficult for us by pushing us into the fourth blockade. How come today…?” The deputy captain’s eyelids twitched incessantly as he spoke his uneasy feelings.
“Didn’t you see the whole station is deserted? They’ve all gone on missions. Only the first team is on standby. Otherwise, how would it be our turn, the seventh team? Think about it, since we came here from the Northwest branch, how many missions have we carried out independently? Every time before, weren’t we just used as cannon fodder? Alright, if you’re scared, you can get out of the car. I’ll take the brothers over.” Hu Hanshan glared at the deputy captain with disdain, clearly annoyed by his words.
“How could I be scared? It’s just that I… sigh!” He sighed softly, then shut up, touching the pistol on his waist before finally feeling at ease.
In the horse farm, Ghost Sword, trapped in a storage shed, relentlessly defended against the Blood God Guards who were trying to break in. Burdened with a heavy responsibility, he could only muster a third of his usual power, relying solely on the terrain to haphazardly throw objects as projectiles, temporarily keeping the Blood God Guards at bay.
Ghost Sword had just killed a man from the Li family; his revenge was still unavenged, and he didn't want to die. His will to survive drove him to various desperate attempts, struggling on the edge of death. He called his mysterious ally for help. He didn't have high hopes, because the Blood God Cult possessed a Moon-level expert—a rare find in the martial world, whose mere appearance could cause a stir in the Xuanwu realm of Coral Kingdom. If even one Blood God Envoy possessed a Moon-level skill, how terrifying was the entire Blood God Cult?
However, his mysterious ally didn't abandon him. They gave him a suggestion: find some guns, fire a few shots, and someone would come to his aid. Ghost Sword thought of the Execution Bureau, since it was they who had put the Li family in trouble last time. He guessed this ally had connections with the Execution Alliance, so he became bolder and found several starting pistols used for horse racing—guns that could only make noise and had no lethality.
This worked surprisingly well, not only scaring away the Blood God Guards but also triggering the alarm.
Just as the Blood God Guards were hesitating about whether to retreat, the withered divine envoy who had just arrived made his move. He let out a cold shout, and the air around him churned. As the condensed elements increased, his seemingly ethereal aura gradually turned golden. Seeing this, the Blood God Guards beside him immediately retreated. They knew the withered divine envoy was using a powerful mystical technique.
The goal of ancient martial artists' arduous training was to obtain the elemental power of mystical techniques. Deep down, they harbored a mixture of fear and reverence for masters of such techniques. The withered divine envoy's condensation took a relatively long time; those with knowledge knew this was a characteristic of large-scale mystical techniques.
Hiding on the third floor, Ghost Sword suddenly sensed an unusual fluctuation in the air. He was also a Xuan Realm martial artist, albeit only at the lower-level Star Realm, but his sensitivity to elements made him extremely uneasy. The large accumulation of metal element could only mean that someone was using metal-based Xuan techniques nearby.
Peeking through the doorway, he saw dozens of shimmering golden arrows, cone-shaped, shooting towards his hiding place on the third floor. The rapidly flying golden arrows were constantly growing larger, likely absorbing the metal element in the air as they passed. Ghost Sword cried out in alarm, channeling his true energy and shattering the floor beneath his feet with a punch. Amidst a cloud of dust, he hurriedly jumped to the second floor.
Before Ghost Sword even landed, a deafening collapse resounded from the third floor, like dozens of explosives had been planted, demonstrating the power of a Moon-level Xuan practitioner. Several cracks also appeared in the walls of the second floor.
Hu Hanshan, the seventh captain of the Execution Bureau, had just parked his car near the horse farm building and hadn't even made his routine announcement when he heard and witnessed this explosive scene, his blood boiling with excitement. "Brothers, be careful! These terrorists have heavy firepower. Don't hold back, fire away!"
Because the alert indicated two groups of terrorists had infiltrated the horse farm, with no hostages and no distinction between good and bad, Hu Hanshan acted with impunity.
His men, who hadn't fired a gun in a long time, also showed bloodlust upon hearing their captain's order, grabbing
their submachine guns and spraying bullets at the shadowy figures. Caught off guard, four of the Blood God Guards were shot dead by the police. Even with their considerable martial arts skills, they struggled to withstand the dense gunfire and cried out for cover. While their martial arts could withstand or dodge pistol bullets, they were terrified of the barrage of submachine gun fire. Furthermore, the police were too far away to engage in direct combat.
Upon hearing the gunfire, the gaunt Blood God Envoy immediately formed a golden shield around himself. The hot bullets melted upon contact with the golden light, making the thin shield thicker. In the blink of an eye, hundreds of bullets had melted into the divine messenger's golden protective shield.
Upon seeing the police attack, the gaunt divine messenger's already cold face grew even more icy. Although he had been struck over a hundred times without moving, he was still uncomfortable. Suddenly, he clasped his hands together in front of his chest, his fingers moving rapidly as if performing countless hand seals. Blinding golden beams, the size of bullets, separated from his shield and shot towards the approaching police.
The police's bulletproof vests were useless, because the golden light didn't strike their bodies; it seemed to have eyes, shooting straight at their foreheads. More than a dozen of the leading policemen screamed and froze on the ground, lifeless.
"Captain, that golden-glowing person is strange, like he knows magic! Should we request backup?" The deputy captain's sense of unease intensified. Looking at the dozen or so simultaneous screams coming through his earpiece, he almost screamed in terror.
Hu Hanshan roared in fury as he watched his teammates fall, but he wasn't one to back down; the enemy's slaughter only fueled his rage. "Damn it, ancient martial arts practitioners with mystical arts! You actually used these skills on ordinary people, and against our high-ranking officers! I'm going to file a complaint against you! The Xuanwu Alliance won't let you get away with this!" Of
the forty-odd officers in the five police cars, over twenty were dead in the blink of an eye, and the Blood God Cult had lost two more Divine Guards; the fighting was incredibly fierce. The fully armed officers were mostly killed by the gaunt Divine Envoy, who had withstood over three hundred submachine gun bullets with his golden protective shield, but even he couldn't withstand it and had also taken cover behind a broken stone wall.
Wang Xiaoyin stood on a treetop in the distance, lowered his infrared binoculars, and clicked his tongue in amazement: "Wow, the Blood God Cult is truly remarkable. They openly use mystical arts to massacre police officers. The Xuanwu Alliance is paid by the state, yet they don't care about these things. It's truly surprising. Hmm, luckily, there's still a group of Stone Guards with supernatural abilities in the capital's Stone Palace, otherwise, wouldn't the Xuanwu Alliance be even more arrogant?"
Lan Wu chimed in beside him with a coquettish smile: "Master, I've taken all the photos. Tomorrow, I'll do some free publicity for the Blood God Cult in the Paradise Daily. They'll be very happy! I also took photos of the Blood God Envoy at the Li family's residence. This time, the Li family is going to be even more unlucky. We'll fabricate some inside stories about the Blood God Cult and the Li family's weapons. We'll say that the Blood God Cult colluded with the Li family, secretly possessed a large number of firearms, wanted to control Paradise, and plotted to massacre ordinary residents in Paradise to sacrifice to the Blood God. Then, Paradise will definitely descend into chaos."
"Haha, well done! Xiao Wu's ideas are getting more and more ingenious! This is exactly the effect I wanted!" Wang Xiaoyin laughed, pinching her soft, plump buttocks twice, and added, "Not only should it be published in the newspapers of Heaven, but also in newspapers of other cities!"
"The Xuanwu Alliance is just taking a salary from the state; it's time to do something practical. Hehe, as long as this matter gets big enough, those senators in the capital won't be idle. Those old men have nothing better to do than publish commentaries and speeches, which can be a threat to certain organizations."
"Hehe, a civilian organization, insisting on infiltrating the national system, let's see what you do this time? Doesn't the Xuanwu Alliance have many Xuan Realm experts? Why don't a few more come out to die? Hehe, the more they die, the more advantageous it is for me!"
"The Blood God Cult has been lying low for years. Since they've suddenly emerged and are killing with impunity, they must have a powerful backer. Since you're not afraid of trouble, I'll give you some! Haha, what a good person I am! There are so few good people like me!"
Lan Wu groaned as he touched her, almost dropping the high-precision miniature camera in her hand. She lazily said in a cloying voice, "Master, shouldn't we go back?"
"Hehe, no rush. This intense battle has only just begun; how can we leave? Oh, transfer those digital photos to a memory card and give it to a little girl in the car. Let them take it back to Lan Yi for processing. Don't ruin tomorrow's front-page news." Wang Xiaoyin withdrew from her clothes, patted her plump buttocks, and handed her the binoculars, seemingly wanting to get a closer look.
Lan Wu took the items, softly agreed, and floated down from the tall sycamore tree to the sports car. Inside, two women, both completely naked, their snow-white bodies bearing claw marks and teeth marks, lazily opened their watery eyes upon hearing the door open. They laboriously pulled their clothes over their beautiful breasts; their lower bodies remained a mess, slightly swollen and congested, especially their long legs, which were utterly powerless, unable to move. Seeing that only Lan Wu was there, they relaxed and stopped moving.
Lan Wu glanced at them, feeling both envious and somewhat empty. She had been the one driving, unable to join the wonderful game, which naturally made her a little unhappy. Seeing their expressions, he teased, "Hehe, you two little girls, now you know what Master told you to do, right?"
"Yes, yes, we know! We also know Fifth Sister isn't happy! But Master is so irritable today, someone must have interrupted his good time, so he vented on us. But it feels really strange, like Master has gotten stronger!" One of them recovered faster and was already half-lying down, returning Lan Wu's teasing.
"You little slut, of course Master is getting stronger! Someone is hoping Master gets even more irritable! Who was shouting 'Harder, harder...' Haha!" Lan Wu suddenly realized she was being too calculating; this was what Master disliked most. So she waved the thing in her hand and said to them, "Give this to Eldest Sister, she knows what to do! Hurry up!"
Watching the two blue demons drive away, Lan Wu jumped back onto the sycamore tree and obediently sat next to Wang Xiaoyin. In the distance, someone had already used a small cannon, blasting the dilapidated building even more shattered, its overall structure teetering on the verge of collapse. Dozens of horses, startled and fleeing, howled in agony amidst the hail of bullets. The Seventh Battalion, blinded by rage, opened fire on any living creature they saw. Only ten men remained in their squad; even their deputy captain had been struck by stray bullets. They couldn't tell if the killers were their own men or the Blood God Cult's envoys.
Ghost Sword quietly climbed out of a second-floor window. He understood: he'd encountered a group of madmen. This kind of fighting was utterly unsustainable. In this dense hail of bullets, even a Xuan Realm Moon-level expert would need half a day to recover before daring to withstand a few dozen seconds of bullets. Ghost Sword slipped away, following the escape route Lan Yi had indicated, swimming along the horse farm's water trough to the back gate.
Ghost Sword was lucky; just as he left the dilapidated building, two shrapnel shells landed where he had been, reducing the ruins to rubble.

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