Rebirth of a Stunning Beauty (Complete) - 3

~Chapter Six: The Charismatic Swordsman~

Section One :

When Qin Ren reached the bedside, he was already completely naked.

He looked at the writhing body on the bed, rubbing his hands together, wondering where to begin.

The beautiful woman on the bed, however, seemed impatient. Consumed by lust, she saw a naked body standing before her. Regardless of who it was, she panted heavily, hooked her leg, and her two long, straight legs wrapped tightly around his waist. At the same time, she pulled him forward, causing Qin Ren to fall involuntarily, his face buried in her surging breasts.

Qin Ren exclaimed softly, "Wow, you little slut, I never imagined you were so passionate! Ooh..." The last two sounds were from his face being pressed against her breasts, almost suffocating him.

Although the beautiful woman was impatient, she was a virgin and knew nothing of sexual matters. With her legs wrapped around Qin Ren's waist and her hands pressing desperately against his neck, she was at a loss for what to do and cried out in frustration.

Qin Ren was also secretly astonished; this woman, seemingly delicate and graceful, possessed surprising strength. Caught in her octopus-like grip, the Third Young Master was completely immobilized.

His breathing became rapid, his mouth and nose blocked by the soft flesh of her breasts, making it difficult to breathe.

The Third Young Master grew increasingly anxious, thinking, "Am I going to become the first flower thief to be suffocated by a beauty's breasts instead of trying to pluck a flower?"

Qin Ren desperately shifted his waist, finally finding a position. Using the clamping force of the girl's legs, he penetrated almost effortlessly, breaking through the barrier that symbolized her chastity, and charged all the way to the bottom.

The girl let out a soft moan, her whole body trembling, her small mouth wide open as she gasped for breath. The hand holding Qin Ren's head loosened involuntarily, and the legs clamping his waist also relaxed.

Qin Ren, now free, was moved to tears. He raised his head, took a few deep breaths, and cried out in his heart, "Heaven hasn't forsaken me!" He

was furious at the ruthless attack of the woman, vowing to punish her severely. He channeled his burning desire, unleashing his "Cloud-Turning Rain" technique, and launched a magnificent thrust!

The beautiful woman beneath him desperately shook her head, her eyes glazed, her mouth agape, about to let out a soul-stirring moan, when the Third Young Master found her lips and fiercely sucked on them. His serpentine head plunged into her mouth, sucking hard on her delicate tongue, rendering the girl unable to moan, only able to whimper softly.

Qin Ren, rousing himself, channeled his inner energy and, like a war god, rode his crimson steed across the battlefield of the bedchamber, relentlessly attacking the young woman until she was nearly dead… Her limbs, clinging to Qin Ren, loosened again and again, her body gradually going limp and powerless, her breathing becoming increasingly rapid, her eyes rolling back.

Qin Ren chuckled lewdly, whispering, “Look how fierce you are, look how capable you are! The Third Young Master’s golden spear is invincible, undefeated in the bridal chamber, how could I die on a little girl like you? If word got out, wouldn’t all the flower thieves in the martial world laugh their heads off? I’ll kill…”

His lips had already left the young woman’s mouth as he spoke. She was now too weak to moan, her head bobbing as she gasped for breath, tears streaming down her face, whether from extreme heartache or ecstasy, it was unclear.

This fierce battle raged on for two whole hours, until the heavens and earth seemed to darken, filled with the wails of ghosts and demons. The young woman, inexperienced in such matters, was utterly exhausted and surrendered. Only then did Qin Ren sound the retreat.

Afterwards, Qin Ren lay on top of the girl, kissing her pearly earlobe, feeling incredibly satisfied. After kissing for a while, seeing the girl gradually calm down and fall asleep, he knew she was utterly exhausted. He rolled over and lay down beside her, stroking her silky skin, a cigarette dangling from his lips (as usual, I don't know where the cigarette came from), and hummed a little tune with satisfaction: "Heroes, sometimes they get annoyed, what to do when there's no opponent? Left to fight alone, only hands grow lonelier, gun grows more solitary~~~"

After humming the tune, Qin Ren felt smug for a moment, then pulled a tinderbox from his clothes to light his cigarette.

As the tinderbox lit, Qin Ren glanced at the girl's face beside him, and what he saw left him speechless.

The girl beside him, fast asleep, resembled Sleeping Beauty from a fairy tale, a sweet yet painful smile on her still somewhat childlike face, her small nose trembling slightly, and tears clinging to her long eyelashes.

The girl looked to be at most fifteen or sixteen years old. She was beautiful, but she was not the Lianzhou Luo'er!

Qin Ren's mouth gaped open, and he even forgot to light his cigarette. He thought to himself, "Damn it, I've picked the wrong flower! Although she's a beautiful and delicate flower, she's not the white lotus I'm looking for tonight! What, what, what should I do?"

Then he thought, "Never mind that. Anyway, she's a beautiful flower. I've picked the wrong one, so be it. I'll accept whatever comes my way!"

He leaned closer to the girl and gently kissed her pink and tender face. By the dim light of the tinderbox, he carefully examined her appearance and liked her more and more. He thought to himself smugly, "It's so good to be the protagonist. The world exists for me. Not to mention the many adventures I encounter, all the girls I meet are stunning beauties... Hmm, it seems the gods weren't lying to me. My luck in this life is really good!"

While thinking this, his other free hand was not idle either, and he kept groping and caressing the girl's body.

Just as he was about to try again, the door creaked open.

Qin Ren was shocked to hear the door open and raised his tinderbox to look in the direction it had opened. He saw a stunningly beautiful woman standing there, her eyes wide and glaring at him with a murderous look.

Qin Ren was horrified. Who else could this beauty be but Lian Zhou Luo'er? Her face was pale, her eyes seemed to spit fire, her small hands were clenched into fists, and her body was trembling slightly.

Qin Ren, naked, lay on top of the girl, holding a tinderbox in one hand and grasping one of her breasts with the other. Seeing the strange look in Lian Zhou Luo'er's eyes, he quickly released his grip on the girl's breast, awkwardly laughing, "The weather today... hahaha, Miss Lian Zhou... what a coincidence! I never expected to run into you in your room..."

Lian Zhou Luo'er was furious, her teeth clenched, and she shouted, "You lecherous thief, prepare to die!"

She drew her "Little Nine Heavens Divine Sword" from her back, and a streak of sword light illuminated the entire room. The icy sword energy, like a biting winter wind, howled towards Qin Ren!

Facing

this earth-shattering sword strike, Qin Ren swiftly threw the tinderbox at Lian Zhou Luo'er, then grabbed the clothes thrown on the bedside table. Without even turning around, he retreated towards the door.

The icy sword light relentlessly pursued his throat, but could never quite reach it. In a split second, Qin Ren unleashed his superb lightness skill to its fullest extent. His body moved like a feather, seemingly weightless, drifting backward with lightning speed.

The sword energy surging throughout the room not only failed to harm Qin Ren but also propelled him backward even faster.

With a bang, Qin Ren crashed into the door leading to the balcony.

This impact did not slow him down; his century-old internal energy unleashed its formidable power, shattering the wooden planks, and Qin Ren flew off the balcony.

Lian Zhou Luo'er pursued relentlessly, becoming one with her sword, transforming into a dazzling white light, aiming straight for Qin Ren's throat.

As Qin Ren flew off the balcony, he lightly touched the ground with his foot, changing direction and darting to the side, avoiding Lian Zhou Luo'er's sword strike.

Lian Zhou Luo'er's swordsmanship was fierce, and her lightness skill was equally impressive. After missing her target, she lightly touched the ground on the balcony and continued her pursuit of Qin Ren.

Qin Ren dared not turn around; he didn't have time to turn around. Turning around would slow him down and expose an opening.

Lianzhou Luo'er couldn't catch up with Qin Ren, but Qin Ren couldn't shake off Lianzhou Luo'er for the time being either. Under Lianzhou Luo'er's sword force, he couldn't even escape from the Lianzhou mansion. In

the quiet night under the moonlight, two figures chased and fled in the air.

Using any available foothold—eaves, treetops, tiles, corners—they constantly shifted their flying positions. Their flowing robes and dancing hair shimmered in the moonlight, making them appear like two carefree immortals soaring through the air.

Unfortunately, one of them was streaking, greatly diminishing the aesthetic appeal.

Even in this critical moment, Qin Ren still had the leisure to shout, "Streaking is a form of performance art..."

His bare bottom gleamed white in the moonlight, his naked body flying through the air, trying to avoid the celestial beauty, Lian Zhou Luo'er.

"Miss Lian Zhou, didn't you see I'm streaking? How can you, a woman, stare at my body without blinking!" Qin Ren shouted at Lian Zhou Luo'er opposite him.

"You lecherous thief! Since you're going to the eighteenth level of hell anyway, in my eyes, you're just a corpse. What harm is there in looking at you a few times!" Lian Zhou Luo'er retorted through gritted teeth.

"I didn't do anything to you, why are you chasing me so relentlessly? Hmm, are you angry that I didn't do anything to you?" Qin Ren blurted out.

Lian Zhou Luo'er seemed to have been hit where it hurt by Qin Ren, slowing down for a moment, but then immediately speeding up again, the sword light emanating from her Little Nine Heavens Immortal sword growing colder and colder: "You lecherous thief, how dare you take advantage of me with your words! Do you know that you insulted my cousin! For her reputation, you must die!"

Qin Ren cried out in protest: "How was I supposed to know that the person lying in your bed was your cousin? I came here today to find you!"

"Bah! You're a lecherous thief who uses drugs to defile people's bodies, even if you came to find me, what good could you possibly do? My poor cousin, her pure and innocent body has been defiled by you!" Lian Zhou Luo'er immediately grasped the essence of the matter.

"Damn it, I never said I'd start something and then abandon it. Can't I just marry her?"

"You're getting a good deal and still acting innocent! My cousin would never marry a lecher like you! Enough nonsense, prepare to die!"

The man and woman chased each other through the air. Qin Ren flew up, down, sideways, vertically, and diagonally, changing his movements dozens of times, but he couldn't shake off Lian Zhou Luo'er. He secretly groaned.

Who could have predicted that Qin San Shao, whose lightness skill was almost unparalleled, would encounter a woman whose lightness skill was only slightly inferior to his? This white lotus flower was too formidable!

The two were comparing their lightness skills and verbal sparring in the air, while someone below almost burst out laughing.

That person was Qin Feng, who was keeping watch.

Qin Da Shao hid in the shadows under the eaves of the pavilion, watching his third brother fly naked while listening to their banter, laughing so hard he couldn't close his mouth. He was so happy, it was indescribable.

"Hey, third brother, I never thought you'd end up like this! You're having a good time inside, while I'm out here starving! Don't you know how to get things done? Two whole hours! Heaven has eyes, the scoundrel will get his comeuppance!"

Qin Feng, utterly lacking the demeanor of a sword saint, viciously mocked his third brother in his heart.

He had already taken down all the guards and servants in the Lianzhou mansion; otherwise, Qin Ren and Lianzhou Luo'er's shouting at each other for so long would have attracted a large crowd long ago.

Qin Ren, in his moment of panic, forgot that his eldest brother was right below the pavilion. He only remembered after arguing with Lianzhou Luo'er for a while, and immediately shouted, "Eldest brother, hurry up and make your move! Your brother is about to return to his rightful place!"

Qin Feng couldn't pretend not to know after Qin Ren's shout.

He immediately suppressed his smile, channeled his inner energy to make his face incredibly cold, and struck the incredibly cool pose of the Star River Sword Saint, drawing his Crescent Moon Seven Star Sword and appearing from under the eaves. Soaring into the sky, a sword thrust straight forward, its aura a blend of blue and purple, like a cascading waterfall of stars, surging and powerful.

The formidable sword energy surged upwards towards Lian Zhou Luo'er. Concentrating on chasing Qin Ren, Lian Zhou Luo'er hadn't anticipated the ambush below. In a moment of panic, she flipped her wrist and slashed downwards.

The two swords collided, producing a long, resounding roar like a dragon's cry. Caught off guard, Lian Zhou Luo'er was sent flying by Qin Feng's long-prepared strike.

Seeing this, Qin Ren laughed loudly, "You've finally met your match!" He changed his stance, advancing in the direction Lian Zhou Luo'er had been thrown.

Now with some free time, Qin Ren pulled a packet of powder from his clothes and sprinkled it towards Lian Zhou Luo'er. This powder was a high-purity "Thousand-Mile Fragrance."

Lian Zhou Luo'er, her breathing disordered from Qin Feng's strike, was gasping for air, trying to regulate her qi. Caught off guard, she inhaled most of the powder that had been floating in the air.

Upon smelling the sweet fragrance, Lianzhou Luo'er inwardly cried out in alarm. Just as she was about to hold her breath, her head went blank, her face burned as if it were being roasted, and a surge of heat rose in her lower abdomen.

In an instant, Lianzhou Luo'er couldn't muster any internal energy and plummeted towards the ground. Qin Ren quickly rushed to Lianzhou Luo'er's side, catching her around the waist and spinning her down through the air.

The young man was handsome and dashing, the young woman breathtakingly beautiful. They gazed at each other, one with burning eyes, the other with dreamy ones. This should have been a beautiful scene, but unfortunately, the young man was a performance artist, completely naked as he held the girl's soft body, his penis already erect.

Qin Feng, watching from the side, wanted to burst out laughing. His third brother truly lived up to his reputation as the world's number one "scoundrel," even his lewdness had an artistic flair.

"Luo'er, it's alright, brother will definitely take good care of you," Qin Ren said, gazing deeply into Lianzhou Luo'er's eyes with a lewd grin.

Lianzhou Luo'er's body went limp and powerless, waves of heat emanating from her lower abdomen, assaulting her near-consciousness. Her previously untouched body was inexplicably filled with an inexplicable desire, her empty form yearning for fulfillment.

"You...you...lecherous scoundrel...even if...I die...I will never...submit to you..." Lianzhou Luo'er murmured, her cherry lips red as if about to drip blood, her eyes hazy like spring water, completely devoid of the haughty demeanor she had shown at their first meeting. Even when she uttered the words of pledging her life to prove her innocence, her voice was so soft and seductive that it utterly captivated Qin Ren.

Especially since, while Lianzhou Luo'er spoke these words, her hands loosened their grip on the sword hilt, tightly embracing Qin Ren's broad back.

Qin Ren chuckled, pecked Lian Zhou Luo'er's lips, and said, "Do you want to die? I'll let you die a few times in bed!" Then, he said to Qin Feng, "Boss, thank you for your trouble. Please continue keeping watch. I'll definitely complete the mission!"

With that, he carried Lian Zhou Luo'er up to the attic, rushed into the room through the broken door on the balcony, threw Lian Zhou Luo'er onto the bed, and quickly stripped her of her clothes. He laid the two young girls' delicate bodies side by side, looking them over and over.

"Hmm, both are beauties of unparalleled grace and beauty. One has flawless skin, the other is alluring yet refined. Not bad, not bad, both are top beauties! Hehe, Third Young Master is quite lucky today, fortunate enough to have picked two flowers at the same time, wahahahaha..." Qin Ren laughed triumphantly, feeling a sense of superiority over all the beauties in the world.

At this moment, only a sliver of clarity remained in Lianzhou Luo'er's mind. She writhed and mumbled incoherently, "You lecherous thief... I... won't... let you go... come quickly... I'm going to die..."

Qin Ren looked at Lianzhou Luo'er, took a deep breath, and declared, "I'm here, I see, I've conquered! I don't want your heart, I only want your body. I, Qin San Shao, am the number one flower thief in the world!"

With that, he roared and pounced on her.

As Qin Ren's erection entered Lianzhou Luo'er's soft body, her remaining sliver of consciousness felt a sharp pain in her lower body, followed by the filling of her empty body with heat.

Two strings of crystal tears streamed down her face. Her last shred of reason finally crumbled, and she clung to Qin Ren like an octopus, her waist beginning to respond to his movements...

The third section

: It wasn't until dawn that Qin Ren finally emerged from the attic, called Qin Feng, who had spent the night under the eaves outside, and the two brothers slipped out of the Lianzhou mansion together.

The two brothers strolled slowly along the long street of Wan Hua City, facing the rising sun and the morning breeze. The sweet fragrance of flowers carried on the breeze, ruffling their long hair and robes.

Golden sunlight shone on their equally handsome faces, reflecting a soft golden glow.

Squinting at the fiery red sun, Qin the Young Master reverted to his cold, aloof demeanor as the Star River Sword Saint. Having tirelessly protected his brother all night, the Sword Saint showed no signs of fatigue, his narrowed eyes flashing with a cold, sword-like light.

Qin Ren, one hand behind his back, the other fanning himself with a folding fan, walked with a refreshed air. Having fought through the night, seduce two women, Qin Ren hadn't closed his eyes either. Yet, his spirits were equally high; far from being weak in the knees, he walked with an ethereal, almost otherworldly grace.

Early risers passing by, seeing the two brothers' handsome appearance, were filled with envy and resentment; the men were all glaring at them with fury

, while the women clutched their chests, acting like lovesick fools. The two brothers basked in the gazes of passersby, which ranged from admiration and envy to infatuation, passion, jealousy, hatred, and even curses. Even someone as magnanimous as the Star River Sword Saint couldn't help but feel a sense of smug satisfaction.

After walking for a while, Qin Feng suddenly spoke up, "Third brother, is this the way back to the inn?"

Qin Ren smiled and said, "No."

Qin Feng said, "If it's not, why are we still walking forward?"

Qin Ren smiled mysteriously, "Eldest brother, don't you think that walking like this, facing the rising sun and the morning breeze, makes us look exceptionally majestic and brings out our handsomeness to the fullest? Look at the way passersby look at us; don't you enjoy being stared at like that?"

"So you led me down the wrong path?"

"No, actually, I'm lost..."

...

Just as Qin Feng was about to give Qin Ren a good beating, Qin Ren instinctively sensed the approaching danger and very conscientiously asked a passerby for directions back to the inn.

The two brothers immediately turned back and returned the way they came.

After walking for a while, Qin Feng couldn't contain his curiosity any longer and said coldly, "Third brother, why did you take so long last night? And since you were already naked, why was Lian Zhou Luo'er fully dressed and chasing you with a sword? Did you fail to drug her?"

Qin Ren shook his head, recalling the alluring bodies of the two girls from the previous night, and sighed, "How could I, the Third Young Master Qin, fail when I personally drugged her? It's just that the first one I picked wasn't this white lotus, Lian Zhou Luo'er. Who would have thought that there would be another girl lying in Lian Zhou Luo'er's bed? I only realized I had the wrong person after I finished. When I tried to slip away, Lian Zhou Luo'er had already entered and spotted me, so of course she had to chase after me with her sword."

Qin Feng chuckled, "Third brother, you're quite the ladies' man! Picking two flowers in one night. Tell me, eldest brother, who was the first girl?"

Qin Ren said, "I don't know who she is, but Lian Zhou Luo'er said that the girl is her cousin."

"Cousin?" Qin Feng's expression changed, and he pressed, "What does that girl look like?"

Qin Ren thought for a moment, "She has a small, pretty, heart-shaped cinnabar birthmark the size of a corn kernel below her navel."

"I'm asking you what she looks like!"

"She has a peach blossom tattooed on her right breast and a peach petal tattooed on her left buttock."

"Irrelevant answer! I'm asking what her face looks like!"

"Hmm, her appearance is hard to describe." Qin Ren thought carefully, "She's beautiful, needless to say, comparable to Lian Zhou and Luo Er. Her demeanor gives off a childlike feeling, and having sex with her gives you a sense of conquest. Her moans are very beautiful... Oh, right, she has a small red mole under her left eye, very sexy!"

Qin Feng's face immediately turned ashen. He stared fiercely at Qin Ren, his lips trembling slightly.

Qin Ren looked at Qin Feng strangely; he had never seen his boss so out of control.

"What's wrong, boss?" Qin Ren asked curiously.

Qin Feng forced out a few words through gritted teeth: "Third brother, how dare you!"

Qin Ren was startled, looking at his eldest brother's murderous expression, and stammered, "Could it be... she, she is the eldest brother... your..."

Qin Feng took a deep breath, then slowly exhaled, his expression shifting uncertainly. Finally, he reached into his robes and pulled out a small pouch.

"These are the Thunder God's Thunderbolts my father gave me before I went down the mountain. I haven't used a single one since I started out. There are 108 in total. Here you go."

Then he pulled out a pill from his robes.

"I didn't use the 'Resurrection Pill' my father gave me, so keep it safe. Here are two million taels of silver notes, redeemable nationwide. Remember, don't waste them, or you might have trouble getting money later."

Qin Ren, bewildered, accepted the things Qin Feng handed him, asking in confusion, "Boss, what's this?"

Qin Feng shook his head, saying helplessly, "Third brother, once you're ready, start your life on the run. I'll bring your two women back to the manor and take good care of them."

Qin Ren shouted, "Damn it, boss, what are you saying? Why would I want to be on the run? What right do I have to be on the run? With my reputation as the Third Young Master Qin, with the Qin family's influence in the martial arts world and the imperial court, who can force me to be on the run?"

“Third brother,” Qin Feng said sternly, “do you know who Lian Zhou Luo’er’s cousin is?”

Qin Ren replied, “How would I know?”

Qin Feng glanced around, then pulled Qin Ren into a small alley beside the main street like a thief, whispering, “Lian Zhou Luo’er only has one cousin, the daughter of Lian Zhou Feng Hua’s sister, the head of the Lian Zhou family.”

He paused, seeing Qin Ren’s dismissive expression, and sighed before continuing, “She’s one of the seven royal secret agents who came to Wan Hua City with me, ‘Poisonous Hand Bauhinia’ Qin Ni’er. She’s the one who told me about Lian Zhou Luo’er. Alas, third brother, I’m so sorry, I’ve ruined you… Don’t think Qin Ni’er’s identity is just that of a royal secret agent. Her background is actually a huge secret… She is actually the illegitimate daughter of the current emperor of the Great Qin Empire!”

Qin Ren exclaimed in surprise, “Then isn’t she a princess of the empire? Since she’s related to the Lian Zhou family, why would she help you? ” "Investigating the Lianzhou family?"

Qin Feng shook his head and said, "Besides her birth mother, no one in the entire Lianzhou family knows about Qin Ni'er's background. Although she's an illegitimate child, Lianzhou Fenghua dotes on this niece. The current emperor hasn't publicly revealed Qin Ni'er's origins, grooming her to be the head of the Seven Secret Agents, second only to the emperor, all to plant a pawn in the martial world who can secretly control everything. Qin Ni'er learned that Lianzhou Fenghua was involved with the Demonic Sect and feared her uncle would fall into demonic ways, angering the Great Qin Empire and bringing ruin upon her family. So she personally intervened, using her connection to the Lianzhou family to infiltrate and investigate, hoping to save the Lianzhou family… Alas, I never expected you to… pick this untouchable Bauhinia flower!"

Qin Ren's mind raced, and suddenly he thought of something, staring at Qin Feng with a dark expression: "Boss, this move of yours is truly ruthless!"

Qin Feng was stunned and said, "What did you say?"

"Hehe, boss, now that Qin Ni'er has infiltrated the Lianzhou family, why do you still want me to force myself on Lianzhou Luo'er? If I'm not mistaken, you probably want me to use Lianzhou Luo'er to get close to Qin Ni'er and then win her over... Hehe, with the Emperor's trust and favor towards her, if I win over Qin Ni'er, it will probably only bring you immense benefits, right?" Qin Ren paused, then continued, "Boss, your idea is good, but your calculation is wrong. Since you're so familiar with her, you should introduce me to her openly and honestly. With my skills, I refuse to believe I can't win her over!"

Qin Feng remained silent for a long while, then smiled bitterly, "Third brother, you're quick-witted, you guessed it all... But this benefit isn't just for me. Getting Qin Ni'er is a huge advantage for you and the Qin family. My original plan was for you to get close to Qin Ni'er through Lian Zhou Luo'er and openly woo her. Who knew you'd be so captivating on your first try... Qin Ni'er's identity is a secret. Even though I know her well, I have to pretend I don't know her when we meet outside. How can I introduce you to her? If I do, she'll definitely think I've revealed her identity, and then we'll both be in trouble! Sigh, Qin Ni'er hates womanizers more than anything. Now you don't need to chase her anymore, she might be chasing you. But once she catches you, you'd better be torn apart by five horses!"

"Damn, boss, that's so inhumane!" Qin Ren said angrily. "I went to pick flowers for you! Now that I've messed things up, you're just going to wash your hands of it?"

"Damn it, Third Brother, you're really unfair! You had a great time last night, while I was out there drinking the wind all night. Why didn't you complain when you were having your fun? Now you're yelling?" Qin Feng said coldly. "Third Brother, what's done is done, blaming me won't do any good. Instead of wasting time fooling around with me, you should be thinking about how to escape! Third Brother, just run away bravely, I'll take good care of your two wives! Also, I'll find a way to help you with your situation. With your lightness skill, even if Qin Ni'er finds you, she might not be able to catch you. I'll go back to Xiaoyao Manor first, then return to the capital to see the Emperor and plead with him. Maybe if the Emperor is pleased, he'll marry the princess to you, and then you'll be in for a treat! That's all, goodbye. I'm going back to the inn to pick up your two wives. You should run now, don't worry about me."

With that, Qin Feng waved to Qin Ren, ignoring him, and strode towards the inn.

Qin Ren stared blankly at his boss's retreating figure, weakly fanning himself with his folding fan, and sighed to the heavens, "Damn it, it's all because of his womanizing! Fine, I refuse to believe that a mere princess can do anything to me! I will grow stronger with each challenge, and more courageous with each setback! All the beauties of the world, keep spreading your legs and wait for me, I, the Third Young Master, will never let anyone die!"

With that shout, Qin Ren dared not linger and dashed towards the city gate.

Qin Feng was always steady and would never exaggerate. Since he described Qin Ni'er as so dangerous, then Qin Ni'er was definitely not a kind person. Of the thirty-six stratagems, running away is the best. A womanizer has no dignity as a martial artist; being chased by women is an indispensable part of a womanizer's life, and the Third Young Master didn't seem ashamed of it.

Meanwhile, Qin Feng hurried back to the inn where Xiao Xiangyue and Liu Piaopiao were staying. Just as he was about to knock on their door, a voice, ethereal and alluring, seemingly cold yet seductive, rang out: "Young Master, why do you seem so rushed? Have you been up to something shameful?" Qin Feng whirled around, his gaze fixed on the beautiful woman who had appeared behind him, his eyes burning like cold lightning on her smiling face. The girl stood in the corridor, the bauhinia blossoms in her hair gleaming with a blinding light. Her emerald green top and pale yellow skirt, combined with her tall figure, made her ample bosom appear like a bewitching ocean capable of bewitching any man in the world. She had an oval face
, stunningly beautiful features, yet a touch of childishness lingered on her cheeks, like an immature girl. Deep dimples graced her cheeks, and a strand of hair fell askew across her brow. A smile played on her lips, but a chilling killing intent flickered in her captivating eyes. Her delicate hands, half-hidden within her long sleeves, trembled slightly with each step, revealing glimpses of purple nails. A fragrant breeze wafted towards them. Qin Feng took a deep breath and coldly said, "You don't know me, and I don't know you." The girl giggled, "Young Master, it's just the two of us here. There's no one else around. Why are you being so heartless, saying you don't know me?" The girl was already standing right in front of Qin Feng, almost face to face. Even the composed Sword Saint lowered his head, avoiding the girl's seemingly affectionate yet deadly gaze. His tone remained icy: "Don't forget our identities. Know that walls have ears. There are two other people in this room." The girl giggled, her laughter trembling, her every smile and gesture enough to make any man with normal sexual function feel his blood boil. “Young Master, you’re wrong to say that. Since you remember my identity, why did you order your brother to do such a shameful thing last night? You know who I hate most in my life. If you’re afraid our conversation will be overheard, then why not just kill the person in the room?” As she spoke, a slender hand emerged from her sleeve and pressed against the door of Xiao Xiangyue and Liu Piaopiao’s room. Qin Feng swiftly reached the door and whispered, “No! I’ve already promised my third brother that I would take good care of these two women for him. I absolutely will not allow you to harm them!” The girl’s slender hand, with its purple nail polish, brushed across Qin Feng’s face, a faint fragrance wafting from its fingertips. Qin Feng remained expressionless, breathing freely, but he knew that the poison on the girl’s nails, even if it was just a wisp of fragrance from her cultivation, would cause an ordinary person to bleed from all seven orifices and die within twelve hours if inhaled. "Young Master, you seem immune to all poisons. I wonder if your third brother is the same?" A fierce killing intent flashed in the girl's eyes. "He is indeed a womanizer, but he has gone astray. He has two women in his house, why is he still so greedy? It's one thing to have ruined my chastity, but why won't he spare my cousin too?" As she spoke, the smile on the girl's face vanished, and her voice gradually became stern. This girl was quite an extraordinary woman. Ordinary women, if their chastity was violated, would never tell others. But when she spoke, there was not a trace of sadness on her face, as if it was only other women whose chastity had been violated—this was not quite right. Her chastity had indeed been violated, but other women had also lost their chastity, and her anger, on the surface, seemed to be for her cousin. Without a doubt, this girl was Qin Ni'er, the head of the Seven Royal Secret Agents, the illegitimate daughter of the current emperor of the Great Qin Empire, known as "Poisonous Hand Purple Thorn." Qin Feng lowered his head, his voice tinged with helplessness: "Ni'er, this matter isn't really my third brother's fault. In fact, I was the one who instructed him to do it all. If you want to blame someone, blame me." Qin Ni'er was stunned for a moment, then covered her mouth and giggled, but her smile seemed to conceal a faint sorrow: "Qin Feng, I treated you as my most trusted and closest older brother, who would have thought... you would do such a thing!" This was the first time Qin Feng had bowed his head in front of others, but he didn't feel wronged at all. This matter was indeed his and Qin Ren's fault, and he had no choice but to accept whatever punishment or scolding others might give him. “Ni’er, actually, I also want to investigate the Lianzhou family case as soon as possible. Isn’t the Emperor very anxious? This Demonic Sect leader not only has connections with various righteous sects in the martial arts world, but also colludes with the Lingnan barbarians, posing a serious threat to the safety of the Great Qin Empire. If the case isn’t solved quickly and the Demonic Sect’s conspiracy succeeds, the Great Qin Empire will be in chaos. Aren’t I doing this to share the burden of the country? Wouldn’t it be better to let my third brother infiltrate the Lianzhou family and work with you to solve the case? Besides, my third brother is a good person. Although his martial arts are a bit weak, he is exceptionally intelligent, has outstanding literary talent, is handsome, rich, and young. He is a boy, fifteen years old this year, unmarried, and has no…” "He's got a knack for arranging marriages and charming girls. Most importantly, he has absolutely no ambition; he doesn't want to dominate the martial arts world or fight for supremacy. A man like that is truly one in a million! You won't find another like him once you've had a chance. Why don't you consider it? Since you've already consummated your marriage, you'll gradually discover his charm as you spend more time with him. Everyone in our Qin family is exceptional; we certainly won't let you suffer." Qin Feng became increasingly enthusiastic, the Star River Sword Saint temporarily acting as a matchmaker, listing Qin Ren's virtues like a matchmaker, leaving Qin Ni'er both amused and exasperated. In her memory, although Qin Feng treated her very well, always taking care of her like an older brother, he was naturally aloof and proud, treating everyone with indifference, rarely speaking more than ten words a day.

But the moment Qin Ren was mentioned, Qin Feng seemed to transform into a different person, talking incessantly, his icy expression turning excited, his cold face seemingly glowing red.

"Alright, alright, you don't need to say anymore." Qin Ni'er rolled her eyes at Qin Feng, then reverted to her naturally alluring demeanor from when she first arrived. "Young Master, since you speak so highly of your brother, then take me to see him! As long as you guarantee that the two women in the room didn't overhear our conversation, or even if they did, they couldn't leak it, I can spare their lives."

"They absolutely won't utter a single word, I can guarantee that, but..." Qin Feng spread his hands, "My third brother has already run away."

"Run away?" Qin Ni'er's eyes widened: "Did you tell him my identity, scaring him away?"

Qin Feng nodded: "I have to be responsible for my third brother's safety."

"I don't care, if you don't take me to find him, I'll abandon the mission and go find him alone, leaving all this mess to you!" Qin Ni'er smiled sweetly, but her words were utterly unreasonable.

Qin Feng shook his head helplessly: "Every wrong has its perpetrator, every debt its debtor. Go find him. Leave things here to me. Don't worry, I'll definitely settle things with the Lianzhou family before you find your third brother."

Qin Ni'er nodded and giggled: "Alright, since you're taking full responsibility, I won't be unreasonable. I'll transfer Lianzhou Luo'er away. Without her, dealing with the Lianzhou family will be much easier for you. But let me tell you, you absolutely cannot harm anyone from the Lianzhou family. Even if you find evidence of their crimes, you must hand it over to me for punishment."

The Star River Sword Saint, who was constrained at every turn, sighed: "Alright, I'll do as you say. After all, you're my leader."

Qin Ni'er said: "Good to know. I'll be going now, Brother Qin. If your third brother is really as good as you say, then I might consider... hehe, sparing his life."

Qin Feng's face lit up with joy: "Thank you!"

Qin Ni'er drifted away like a cloud, leaving without looking back. The next sentence: "At most, we'll castrate him and send him to the palace as a eunuch..."

Qin Feng's smile froze instantly...

Qin Ren, who had already left Wan Hua City and was riding his newly bought fine horse, sneezed on horseback, rubbed his nose, and muttered to himself, "Damn it, who's talking behind my back again? It must be the boss! Hmph, maybe Qin Ni'er has already approached the boss, and the boss has already sold me out to protect himself... Hmph, the old saying is right, brothers are indeed meant to be betrayed! Hmph... I'm going to Iron Blood Howling Sky Fortress in Jiangbei to find my uncle and hide there for a while to avoid the storm. Going back to Xiaoyao Manor with the boss as Qin Ni'er's inside man is probably not safe. Iron Blood Howling Sky Fortress is safer. No one can touch me with my uncle. Speaking of which, it's been seven years since I've seen my uncle. I should go see him. Okay, it's decided, I'm going to Iron Blood Howling Sky Fortress!"

The Third Young Master immediately spurred his horse and galloped north like a whirlwind. A series of crisp hoofbeats echoed along the wide official road. The young man , riding his horse across the land, was about to embark on a truly epic and turbulent journey of hunting for beauty!

~Chapter Seven: The Chronicles of the Empire and the Beauty~

Section One : Qin Ren traveled north relentlessly, arriving three days later at the boundary between the north and south banks of the Yangtze River—the Nu River. The Nu River originates in the Tibetan Plateau and flows eastward into the East China Sea, dividing the vast territory of the Qin Empire in two. Thirteen provinces lie south of the Nu River, and sixteen north. The Iron-Blooded Roaring Sky Alliance is located in Yan Province, north of the Nu River, adjacent to the capital. When Qin Ren reached a small town at the Nu River ferry crossing, a heavy rain began to fall. The streets of the town were nearly deserted; no one wanted to wander around in such a stormy weather. Qin Ren rode his horse, one hand holding the reins, the other holding an oil-paper umbrella he had bought from a street stall. The town's bluestone pavement was washed clean by the rain, gleaming with a faint bluish light. Occasionally, a fisherman wearing a straw hat and raincoat would walk into the tavern along the street, carrying a fishing rod and a fish basket, to sell the live fish he had just caught. The town was very peaceful, and Qin Ren liked this tranquility. In the rain, the town of Jiangnan resembled a landscape painting with perfectly balanced shades of green and white. Mist rising from the rushing Nujiang River shrouded the town, giving it a hazy, dreamlike beauty. Qin Ren dismounted in front of a tavern called "Sihai Tavern," where a waiter wearing a small hat and a white towel draped over his shoulder immediately greeted him and ushered him inside with great enthusiasm. The tavern was lavishly decorated; although the town was small, the tavern was quite upscale, likely due to its location at the ferry crossing, attracting many merchants and ensuring thriving business. Although it was raining, the tavern was quite crowded. The lobby on the first floor was spacious and large, with nearly a hundred tables set up at a glance, all of which appeared to be full. The patrons ranged from rough-looking, sword-wielding江湖人士 (jianghu figures) to well-dressed merchants. The江湖人士 (jianghu figures) drank for the lively atmosphere, some urging others to drink, others chatting, making the lobby quite noisy. The merchants, on the other hand, were more refined, sipping their drinks and eating slowly. More than twenty waiters were busy serving drinks and dishes. Qin Ren hadn't expected that this seemingly peaceful and serene Jiangnan town would be so bustling inside its restaurant. Frowning, Qin Ren asked the waiter who had led him in, "Waiter, your restaurant's business... is ridiculously good!" The waiter bowed and scraped, smiling, "Thank you for your kind words, sir! Our Sihai Restaurant is famous far and wide, and located at the Nujiang River ferry crossing, merchants traveling from all over the country usually eat here a few times. Plus, today it's raining, and the Nujiang River is churning with high waves, making the ferry crossing impassable. So all these gentlemen who can't cross the river have gathered here to wait for the rain to stop." Qin Ren asked again, "There's more to this restaurant than just this one in town, isn't there?" The waiter smiled, "You're absolutely right, sir. In Nujiang Town, we really are the only restaurant and inn." "You even run an inn?" "Of course. With so many merchants passing by, some will need to stay overnight. Our Sihai Restaurant has a three-story storefront facing the street. From the lobby, there's a large courtyard with a total of 136 rooms, including deluxe suites, single rooms, and large dormitory rooms, suitable for guests of all classes. The best are the two Imperial Suites, followed by the eight Noble Suites. These ten rooms are so exclusive that even money can't guarantee you a room." The waiter spoke with great enthusiasm, leading the third young master to the best private room on the third floor as Qin Ren instructed. Qin Ren thought to himself that the Imperial Suites must be similar to the presidential suites in his previous life, except that the Qin Empire had a strict hierarchical system. To stay in an Imperial Suite, one needed not only money but also power and status; it wasn't something an ordinary nouveau riche could afford. Upon reaching the third floor, the waiter continued his sales pitch: "Look at you, sir, so handsome and refined, your family must be quite distinguished. If you're staying in town tonight, I can take the liberty of reserving a VIP suite for you—" He then leaned closer to Qin Ren with a mysterious air and whispered in his ear, "I have the utmost trust from the young master of this restaurant. If I just ask, and you can afford it, I can't guarantee an Emperor's Suite, but a VIP suite is definitely available." Qin Ren nodded, grunted, and casually pulled out a hundred-tael silver note, handing it to the waiter: "You're a good lad, quite shrewd. It seems I can't leave tonight, so I'll stay here for the night. I don't want that VIP suite you mentioned; I want an Emperor's Suite!" The waiter's eyes lit up, his hands trembling with excitement. This hundred taels of silver was more than a waiter could earn in a year. Despite this, the waiter still looked hesitant: "This... sir, to be honest, there is one vacant Imperial Suite today, but..." Qin Ren then pulled out a hundred-tael silver note and stuffed it into his hand. The waiter was so excited he almost fainted, but he still stubbornly insisted: "Sir... I... I... can't make that decision..."

Qin Ren immediately pulled out another hundred-tael silver note and stuffed it into the waiter's hand: "Then find someone who can make decisions to talk to me! Damn it, wherever I go, I want to stay in the best hotels, eat the best food, and drink the best wine!"

The waiter shuddered and ran out shakily, almost falling over as he left the private room. Qin Ren called after him, "Don't fall to your death when you go downstairs! Also, bring me the best food and wine in your restaurant, I'm hungry!"

Qin Ren sat by the window, watching the misty spring rain outside, quietly listening to the sound of the rain.

Just then, a voice filled with a sense of vicissitude suddenly came from the next room: "I was born in the west, and I've been a gambler since I was a child. No one could beat me at gambling. So many years ago, I had a nickname: 'West Gambler.' Actually, anyone can become ruthless, as long as you've experienced jealousy. I don't care what others think of me; I just don't want anyone to be happier than me."

Then, an even more weathered voice said, "You can try to forget. If you must remember, it's better to remember happy things."

The first voice said, "People's troubles come from having too good a memory. If you could forget everything, every day would be a new beginning. Wouldn't that be wonderful? I thought some people would never be jealous because they were too proud. When I first started out..." "Back then, I met a man who liked to hang out in the east and was very good at weaving straw sandals, so he had a nickname: 'Eastern Shoes.' We used to be best brothers, but we became enemies over a woman. He killed my entire family, and when I sought revenge, I accidentally killed his woman—that was the cause of our conflict. Then he began to avenge his woman, and I couldn't defeat him, so I went on the run. Later, someone gave me a jar of wine called 'Drunken to Death, Dreamlike Life,' saying that drinking it would make me forget everything. I drank the wine and forgot everyone I had ever known, but I still remembered him and his woman, and everything that had happened between us."

The next voice said, "Yes, the more you try to forget someone, the more you actually remember them."

"So I want you to kill him. Only by killing him can I truly forget everything and start anew."

"You know my price for killing."

"Yes."

"Besides money, I also want a woman."

"I have money. Over the years, I've saved seventy-two taels and three mace and five fen of silver, while the highest price you've ever received since your debut was fifty taels. So my money is enough for you. I adopted a girl; she's eighteen now, a beautiful young woman, and has quite a reputation in the martial arts world. I can give her to you."

"Who is the girl you adopted?" "

Qiu Ruomei, ranked third on the list of beauties of the martial arts world."

"Deal!"

"Pfft..." Qin Ren finally couldn't help but spit out his tea, then burst into laughter.

"Damn, East Shoes West Gambling... I'm dying of laughter!" Qin Ren laughed as he slammed his fist on the table. At that moment, the door to the private room was smashed open, and two men with frosty faces appeared in front of it.

(Section Two)

Qin Ren smiled, looking at the two men standing at the door of the private room with great interest.

The man on the left was dressed in tattered clothes, thick with grime, looking no different from a beggar on the street.

His hair was disheveled, revealing white dandruff and black grime on his scalp.

His face was wrinkled and his appearance extremely lewd, with his small eyes occasionally flashing with a lewd light.

The man on the right was also dressed in tattered clothes, looking so menacing that one wanted to beat him up, a piece of unchewed vegetable hanging from the corner of his mouth.

The two lewd men glared fiercely at Qin Ren. If looks could kill, Qin Ren would probably have been torn to shreds by now.

"Kid, who are you to dare mock me, 'Western Gambling' Cui Yingjun? Are you tired of living?" the lewd man on the left said through gritted teeth. "Do you know who this man next to me is?"

"Oh? May I ask who this great hero is?" Qin Ren said with a smile.

"Hmph," the sleazy man beside Cui Yingjun sneered, speaking in an incredibly weathered voice, "I am Zhen Xiaosai, the assassin who is as cold as ice and as frigid as snow, killing one person in ten steps and leaving no trace for a thousand miles!"

"Damn, so handsome, so dashing..." Qin Ren burst into laughter again, pointing at the two sleazy men, laughing so hard he could barely breathe, "You two... with this kind of despicable behavior... do you even deserve these two names?"

Cui Yingjun took a deep breath and slowly extended his hands: "I originally didn't want to make things difficult for a junior, but if I don't teach you a lesson, and you make such a fool of me, then word will get out and my Xidu will be finished in the underworld!"

Qin Ren stared at his hands.

They were ordinary hands, the only thing worth noting was the thick, deep grime accumulated under his fingernails, prompting deep thought—how many days had this man not washed his hands?

The murderous aura emanating from Zhen Xiaosai remained unmoved, his voice snarling through clenched teeth: "Boy, I, Zhen Xiaosai, have roamed the martial world without ever being mocked like this. Moreover, we assassins are always extremely secretive about our identities. Now that you know who I am, even if I wanted to spare your life, my sword wouldn't allow it!"

With that, Zhen Xiaosai drew his sword.

It was a three-foot-long iron sword, rusted and dull, its blade riddled with nicks; it resembled a saw blade more than a sword.

With a single strike, Zhen Xiaosai's entire demeanor transformed. The previously listless man instantly became radiant and spirited.

His murderous aura was as cold as ice, and a gust of wind, seemingly from nowhere, ruffled his handsome, tattered robes, stirring up clouds of dust.

Qin Ren sat upright in his chair, as steady as a mountain. In his view, these two sleazy men with a philosophical air were weaker than even the Majin Buu he had killed that day. Although they had a strong presence, their actual skill level was definitely not that high.

The two men got into position, ready to attack Qin Ren.

Judging from their appearance, they seemed to be planning to attack simultaneously, completely disregarding their status.

This showed that these two guys were not as famous and influential as they boasted.

Anyone in the martial arts world with even a little reputation would not lower themselves to team up with someone else against a young upstart.

Cui Yingjun attacked, lunging at Qin Ren with both hands, his palms creating a series of palm shadows, the wind from which could blow a thin piece of paper! Zhen Xiaosai drew

his sword, thrusting straight forward, the dim sword light like a struggling snake, twisting and trembling.

The two "masters" launched their attacks at the same time, with only one target—Qin Ren, who sat in a chair, waving a folding fan and smiling!

Qin Ren did not dodge; he disdained to dodge.

He reached into his robes and swiftly pulled something out, slamming it onto the table.

Cui Yingjun and Zhen Xiaosa stopped simultaneously, abruptly halting their attacks, staring dumbfounded at the object on the table.

It was a piece of paper—or rather, a piece of paper with purchasing power!

A gold note worth one hundred taels of gold!

Cold sweat beaded on Cui Yingjun's forehead, his hands trembling uncontrollably. Zhen Xiaosa's eyes gleamed

, the veins on his right hand gripping his sword bulging, as if he could barely hold it.

Qin Ren, observing the two idiots' expressions, slowly sipped his tea and said, "Whoever kills the other gets this gold note."

Hearing this, Cui Yingjun and Zhen Xiaosa attacked almost simultaneously; Cui Yingjun struck with his palm, Zhen Xiaosa with his sword.

However, the two were practically side-by-side, and at such close range, a three-foot-long sword was less agile than a pair of bare hands.

Cui Yingjun's left palm slammed into Zhen Xiaosa's forehead, while his right palm struck Zhen Xiaosa's left ribs. At this moment, Zhen Xiaosa's sword was still three-tenths of an inch away from Cui Yingjun's neck.

Zhen Xiaosa spat out blood and flew backward, crashing into the partition of the private room, bouncing back, and slamming heavily onto the floor.

He raised his head, glared fiercely at Cui Yingjun, and mumbled, "I'll fuck you..." Before he could finish speaking, blood flowed from his seven orifices, and he died.

Cui Yingjun laughed: "I told you long ago, I hate it when others live happier than me. You brat, you let your guard down, you deserve to die!"

After saying that, he bowed deeply to Qin Ren and said in a trembling voice, "Young master, this gold note..."

"It's yours." Qin Ren said calmly.

Cui Yingjun's eyes lit up, he stepped forward, and reached for the gold note with a speed even faster than when he had killed Zhen Xiaosa with his palm.

Just as his hand was about to touch the gold note, Qin Ren's folding fan pressed down on it.

"Young Master, you..." Cui Yingjun looked at Qin Ren, nervously asking, "What do you mean by this?"

Qin Ren chuckled and said, "Don't you think this amount of money is too little?"

Cui Yingjun swallowed hard and said, "One hundred taels of gold is equivalent to six thousand six hundred and sixty-six taels and six mace of silver. All my possessions combined amount to only a fraction of this gold note. How could I think this money is too little? To me, this is already an enormous fortune!"

Qin Ren nodded and took out another one hundred-tael gold note from his pocket, gently patting it on the table: "If I give you another one, how will you repay me?"

Cui Yingjun was so excited he was almost fainting: "I am willing to go through fire and water for you, Young Master! Even if you want me to repay you with my body, I will not say a word of refusal!"

Qin Ren cursed him inwardly for being shameless; he had never seen such a money-grubbing person.

"What use are you to me, young master?" Qin Ren rolled his eyes, then lewdly said, "I heard your adopted daughter is Ao Xue Han Mei, ranked third on the list of beauties in the martial arts world? Hmm, you know what I mean."

Cui Yingjun was clearly a smart man; seeing Qin Ren's lewd grin, he immediately understood: "I understand! There's absolutely no problem with that. My adopted daughter is currently in a guest room in the back courtyard of the Sihai Restaurant. As long as you're willing, young master, I can introduce her to you anytime!"

Qin Ren nodded in satisfaction. "Hmm, you're quite good. Although your kung fu is a bit lacking, you're very good at dealing with people. Judging from your adopted daughter's nickname, she's quite proud, isn't she? Since she's so proud, even if you introduce her to me, I might not be able to get my hands on her!"

Cui Yingjun said with a lewd grin, "Young master, you don't need to worry about that. I'm very knowledgeable about medicine. I can take care of everything for you. You just need to come and have some fun!"

Qin Ren was completely impressed by Cui Yingjun's shamelessness. He couldn't understand what this man wouldn't sell for money. "Young Master, I'm very curious. How did you, a good-for-nothing, manage to raise a beauty ranked third on the list of beauties in the martial arts world?"

Cui Yingjun automatically filtered out the word "good-for-nothing." This was a money-making opportunity; he had to serve him carefully. "Young Master, you may not know this, but my adopted daughter, Ruomei, lost her entire family when she was three. I found her in a garbage dump and raised her until she was seven. Later, the Plum Blossom Sword Sect leader, Master Meidu, from the Snow Mountain, came down from the mountain to travel. After seeing my adopted daughter, he said she had exceptional talent and wanted to take her on as a disciple. I was extremely unwilling, because I had already planned to cultivate Ruomei into..." She was a renowned courtesan, but the immortal Mei Du gave me ten taels of silver and then beat me up. So, I had no choice but to tearfully send Ruomei up the mountain with Mei Du. Ten years passed until a year ago when Mei Du passed away, and Ruomei finally came down the mountain to travel. Although Ruomei is aloof, she has a kind heart. Even after ten years, she still remembered me, her adoptive father. After coming down the mountain, she found me and said she wanted to repay my four years of nurturing. You see, I'm able to eat a meal at the Sihai Restaurant thanks to Ruomei. That girl, sigh, she's truly filial!

"You even sold her out of filial piety!" Qin Ren cursed inwardly, then cursed himself as well: "Damn it, I'm utterly heartless, but it's better than leaving Qiu Ruomei to that deadbeat Zhen Xiaosai!"

"Old Cui, you're in charge of this! I'll be staying in the Imperial Suite tonight, though I don't know which one yet. Just come find me after you've sorted things out. There are only two Imperial Suites, so finding one shouldn't be difficult. Well, that's all for now. Take these two gold notes! Remember, if you do a good job, I'll reward you; if you mess it up… you'll be getting your tendons severed! Drag the body away, I want to be alone!"

Cui Yingjun readily agreed, took the gold notes, and dragged Zhen Xiaosai's corpse out of the private room.

Qin Ren looked out the window; the rain was still falling, and the Jiangnan town remained quiet and gentle. Who would have thought that so much evil was hidden beneath the town's beautiful exterior?

No sooner had Cui Yingjun left than two more people followed him into the private room. It was the same waiter who had escorted Qin Ren into the room and a young man in fine clothes.

The young man had delicate features and spoke softly. Upon seeing Qin Ren, he clasped his hands in a fist salute and said with a beaming smile, "My apologies, my apologies for keeping you waiting

, young master! I am the young master of the Sihai Restaurant, known in the martial arts world as 'Jade-Faced Flying Fox' Zhuo Feifan." "So it's Brother Zhuo! I feel guilty for troubling you to personally arrange my accommodations!" Since he had been given so much face, Qin Ren couldn't very well refuse, could he? He stood up and returned the salute to Zhuo Feifan.

"Young master, you flatter me!" Zhuo Feifan, true to his businessman nature, spoke with finesse. "Young master, your patronage is an honor to our humble establishment! Please have a seat, the food and wine will be served shortly. Seeing your air of wealth, may I ask your name and the location of your residence?"

Qin Ren sneered inwardly. Good lad, getting straight to the point, probing my true strength, seeing if I deserve to stay in your royal suite!

Section Three:

"My surname is Qin, given name Ren, from Xiaoyao Manor in Yunnan Province," Qin Ren said with a smile. Although he was on the run, he still needed to flaunt his status; he couldn't afford to be looked down upon, could he?

Zhuo Feifan was startled and exclaimed, "May I ask how Young Master Qin addresses the Master of Xiaoyao Manor, the leader of the White Path Alliance of Jiangnan Martial Arts?"

Qin Ren smiled and said, "That's my father. I'm the third son in my family."

Zhuo Feifan immediately straightened his clothes and bowed deeply to Qin Ren, saying respectfully, "So you're the Third Young Master of Xiaoyao Manor! It's an honor to have you grace our humble establishment with your presence! If you don't mind, I'd be happy to serve you at the table."

Qin Ren laughed heartily, unfolded his folding fan, and waved it twice, saying, "Brother Zhuo, your words are too formal. We've known each other for a long time. " "We're brothers, we can easily drink and chat, why bring up the word 'serve'?"

Saying this, he pulled Zhuo Feifan's hand, making him sit beside him, and laughed, "Brother Zhuo, how about you join me for a good drink?"

Zhuo Feifan looked flattered, "I wouldn't dare! Third Young Master is the young master of Xiaoyao Manor, a figure of great influence in the martial world. Whatever Third Young Master commands, I dare not disobey!"

The food and wine were served, and Qin Sanshao and Zhuo Feifan drank and chatted. During the meal, Zhuo Feifan showered Qin Sanshao with flattery, praising him as a rare and exceptional hero. Qin Sanshao accepted all the flattery without batting an eye, occasionally returning a few words, making Zhuo Feifan almost weep with gratitude.

After a few rounds of drinks, Zhuo Feifan casually asked, "I wonder what brings you, Third Young Master, to this small town in Jiangnan for a stroll?"

Qin Ren replied, "I'm going to Ironblood Howling Sky Fortress. I haven't seen my uncle for seven years, and I've been missing him terribly!"

Zhuo Feifan naturally knew that Qin Ren's uncle was the Jiangbei Alliance Leader, Iron Hand Iron Sky Mountain, and immediately showed envy, saying, "Third Young Master, you have a distinguished status, and your relatives and friends are all influential figures. I'm truly envious!"

Qin Ren chuckled and said, "What's this? Brother Zhuo, you're so young, yet you've already built such a large business empire. You're no ordinary person!"

The two exchanged smiles and didn't dwell on the matter, clinking glasses and drinking repeatedly.

The drinking lasted an hour and a half, and by the time the food and wine on the table were completely gone, Zhuo Feifan was quite tipsy. Qin Ren, however, remained completely sober due to his profound inner strength.

Darkness had fallen, and the heavy rain had turned into a light drizzle. Zhuo Feifan insisted on personally escorting Qin Ren to the only remaining imperial suite. Qin Ren couldn't refuse and had to let him. Along the way, it was the Third Young Master who was supporting Zhuo Feifan.

Zhuo Feifan escorted the Third Young Master into the imperial suite, had a cup of tea with him, exchanged a few casual boasts, and then took his leave. Before leaving, Zhuo Feifan winked at Qin Ren and slurred, "Third Young Master... this, this long night... it seems... a bit cold to sleep alone!"

Qin Ren replied, "You'll get used to it."

Zhuo Feifan said mysteriously, "I wonder if Third Young Master... you... would mind... someone warming your bed for you?"

Qin Ren thought to himself, "Here it comes, this kid's starting to act like a pimp now! "

What kind of person is the Third Young Master? The women he's been with, like Xiao Xiangyue, Liu Piaopiao, Lian Zhouluo'er, and Qin Ni'er, are all top-tier beauties. He doesn't even look at ordinary beauties. Plus, he has a famous flower to pick tonight, so Zhuo Feifan's pimping is destined to leave empty-handed.

“Thank you for your kindness, Brother Zhuo, but I’m tired from traveling today and would like to rest early. I appreciate your kindness and will repay you in the future.”

“Third Young Master…you…what are you saying? You and I…brothers…do we still need to say thank you…? Since…Third Young Master…want to rest well tonight, then I…won’t disturb you any longer…Good night, Third Young Master…” After saying this, he staggered towards the door, looking as if he might fall at any moment.

The Third Young Master watched Zhuo Feifan leave, then went forward and gently closed the door.

The Third Young Master naturally did not know that after he closed the door, Zhuo Feifan’s staggering steps suddenly became steady. After turning the corner of the corridor, Zhuo Feifan sprang out of the building where the Imperial Suite was located like a wisp of smoke. After circling the building once, he used his lightness skill to leap onto the second-floor balcony and knocked on the window of another Imperial Suite diagonally opposite Qin Ren’s Imperial Suite.

With a creak, the window opened, and a pale-faced, richly dressed middle-aged man stared at Zhuo Feifan for a moment before saying in a shrill voice, "What are you doing here so late? Why didn't you use the main entrance? Are you ashamed to be seen?"

Zhuo Feifan was now fully alert, with no trace of drunkenness in his eyes. He clasped his hands in a fist salute to the middle-aged man and said, "Manager Wang, Feifan has important matters to report to the boss. Please inform him. As for not using the main entrance, Feifan has his reasons."

Manager Wang stared at Zhuo Feifan for a long while before opening the balcony door and saying, "Come in, wait in the living room for a moment."

Zhuo Feifan thanked him repeatedly, found a chair in the lobby of the suite, and watched Manager Wang enter a room.

After waiting for a while, Manager Wang came out and said, "The boss wants you to come in."

Zhuo Feifan thanked him again, then, with his hands loosely clenched into fists and hanging by his sides, he lowered his head and hunched over, following Manager Wang into the room.

As the young master of the Sihai Restaurant, Zhuo Feifan naturally knew that this room was the largest bedroom in the suite, exquisitely and elegantly decorated. The mattress alone was made entirely of velvet, inlaid with white jade, possessing the miraculous effect of keeping warm in winter and cool in summer, worth a hundred gold pieces.

At this moment, a young man of medium build, wearing a golden undergarment embroidered with a three-clawed dragon, and possessing striking features, sat on the large bed. On either side of him were two stunningly beautiful women wearing only tube tops, one massaging his shoulders, the other rubbing his legs, their techniques incredibly skillful and perfectly balanced.

The young man's eyes were half-open, his hands gently kneading the two women's breasts, his expression one of utter ecstasy.

Zhuo Feifan seemed afraid to look up at the young man, keeping his head down and standing ten steps away from the bed. He knelt down and said, "

This humble one, Zhuo Feifan, greets the great boss. I apologize for disturbing your rest." The young man smiled and said, "Feifan, no need for formalities. Get up and speak! Hey, the two women you found are quite remarkable!"

Zhuo Feifan said, "Thank you, great boss!" He stood up, but dared not look up, only staring at his toes.

"What brings you here so late?"

"Reporting to the boss, Feifan Restaurant received a remarkable guest today. You might be interested in him."

"Oh?" The young boss opened his eyes and smiled at Zhuo Feifan: "Someone you call remarkable must be quite extraordinary! Who is he?" Zhuo Feifan

said: "He claims to be the third young master of Xiaoyao Manor, named Qin Ren." The

young boss was indeed intrigued: "Is his identity genuine?"

"That young man is generous and speaks with the air of a magnanimous person. It shouldn't be a lie! Besides, not just anyone would dare to impersonate the young master of Xiaoyao Manor. Feifan has already arranged for him to stay in another royal suite opposite yours."

"Hmm, well done. I've always wanted to establish a connection with the Qin family, but I haven't had a way. Although the Star River Sword Saint Qin Feng is outwardly respectful to me, he doesn't really respect me. Now that Qin Ren has come to me of his own accord, I really need to seize the opportunity. Feifan, does Qin Ren have any hobbies?"

"Qin Feng loves swords, Qin Lei loves knives, and Qin Xiaoyao loves a carefree life. The entire Qin family, young and old, is difficult to subdue, but in my opinion, Qin Ren is a lecherous fellow. If we can cater to his tastes, we should be able to subdue him!"

"What do you mean?"

"Before coming to see the big boss, I tested him. Although Qin Ren rejected my suggestion about women, I clearly saw a lewd and vulgar glint in his eyes. Although he has a striking appearance and unfathomable inner strength, I dare say this young man has no ambition and is a complete wastrel."

"Fan Fei, I naturally trust your judgment. But is a wastrel worth my acquaintance and recruitment?"

"Boss, even spoiled brats have their uses. The Qin family has always been a united front; if you can recruit one of them, it's like recruiting everyone. As long as Qin Ren is willing to risk his life for you, the entire Qin family will do the same. And once you have the Qin family, the power of Ironblood Howling Sky Fortress will naturally be within your grasp. With these two powerful allies, Boss, what's there to worry about?"

"Well said! Feifan, it seems your experience in the martial world these past few years has broadened your horizons considerably!"

Zhuo Feifan smiled and said, "It's all thanks to your guidance, Boss."

"Alright, I'll go and meet Qin Ren tomorrow. You'd better find a way to keep him here!"

"Feifan will definitely keep Qin Ren here."

The young boss laughed, "You also need to find a way to gather a few stunning beauties. Since he's lustful, we'll cater to his tastes..."

Everyone in the room burst into lewd laughter, their laughter incredibly vulgar and obscene!

Meanwhile, Qin Ren rested for a while in his imperial suite, casually picking out a few books from the bookshelf. They were all erotic novels, perfectly suited to his taste.

While reading and sipping fine snowflake tea, the Third Young Master Qin was lost in his fantasies when there was a sudden knock on the door.

After seven knocks, Qin Ren slowly asked, "Who is it? What brings you here so late?"

A lewd voice came from outside the door: "Young Master, this is Cui Yingjun. I have completed the task you requested!"

(Chapter 4 )

Qin Ren opened the door and saw Cui Yingjun standing there, bowing and scraping, rubbing his hands together excitedly.

Beside Cui Yingjun's feet was a burlap sack, from which slight movements could be heard, clearly indicating that someone was inside.

"Young master, this is my adopted daughter, Ruomei," Cui Yingjun said with a fawning smile, glancing sideways at the sack. He continued, "She's already given me a potent aphrodisiac—the 'Strange Lust Powder'—and she's completely out of her mind, at your mercy. Young master, what do you think…"

Qin Ren looked at Cui Yingjun's lewd face, barely suppressing the urge to punch him to pieces. He said, "I've heard that this 'Strange Lust Powder' is not only an aphrodisiac but also a poison. Anyone who takes it, regardless of gender, will bleed from all seven orifices and die if they can't find a partner within three hours. Qiu Ruomei is your adopted daughter; you should have some feelings for her, right? Cui Yingjun, you're really going all out!"

Cui Yingjun laughed, "It's my honor to serve you, young master. Although Ruomei is my adopted daughter, for your sake, I have no choice but to reluctantly part with her. "

Qin Ren nodded: "You're quite good, a shrewd businessman. Young Master, I'm curious, what in this world can't you sell?" Cui

Yingjun shamelessly said: "If you can afford the price, I'll sell anything except my worthless life, including my conscience."

Qin Ren sneered: "How much is your conscience worth?"

Cui Yingjun looked at Qin Ren, his lewd face suddenly showing a solemn expression, "Young Master, not everyone has a conscience. My conscience has been eaten by dogs, but at least a little bit is left. I know you look down on me, but I just want to live, to live happily. You were born into wealth and spend money like water, so naturally you don't know the suffering of lowly people like me living at the bottom of society. Aren't there many cases of selling children in this Great Qin Empire? When natural disasters or man-made calamities occur..." In years of complete crop failure, people resorted to cannibalism, exchanging children for food. Haven't these things happened countless times? Young Master, you haven't witnessed true misery, but I have, and I've experienced it. Do you know what it feels like to go seven days without food? Do you know what rats, cockroaches, earthworms, and maggots in the latrine taste like? Do you know if Guanyin clay is good or not, or even edible? I know it all. I've experienced the most miserable life. But I didn't die; I survived. Since I survived, I must find a way to live the best life possible, so that my life won't have been in vain!"

Qin Ren sneered, pulled out two hundred-tael gold notes from his pocket, and handed them to Cui Yingjun, saying, "I didn't expect you to be able to spout such grand principles. The money is yours. Leave the person here, and you can go!" Cui

Yingjun took the gold notes, remained silent for a long time, looked at the sack on the ground, and then... Looking at Qin Ren, his eyes seemed a little red. He gritted his teeth and said, "Young Master, I didn't intend to sell Ruomei to Zhen Xiaosai. I planned to have him kill Dongxie for me, and then I would devise a plan to get rid of him."

Qin Ren nodded: "Hmm, is this the last bit of conscience you have left? But you've already sold that last bit of conscience to me."

Cui Yingjun turned away speechlessly and left silently. After a few steps, he suddenly turned back and said, "Young Master... I hope you will treat my daughter well. If she wakes up and asks about me, please tell her that I've left, gone to a very far place, and will never cause her any more trouble."

Qin Ren was already getting impatient. He knew this guy was long-winded when he first overheard him talking, but he didn't expect him to be just as long-winded now. Qin Ren really wanted to slap this shameless fly to death. Damn it, acting like a prostitute while pretending to be virtuous? Can't you people be like me? He's a womanizer, and he's a womanizer, never making excuses to hide his shamelessness and depravity!

Conscience? Come to think of it, I don't seem to have much conscience left!

Qin Ren carried the sack into the house with one hand and slammed the door shut. Cui Yingjun glanced at the closed door, opened his mouth, then lowered his head helplessly, saying nothing, only pulling out the four hundred-tael gold notes and staring intently at them.

This was a huge fortune! One tael of gold was equivalent to sixty-six taels, six mace, and six fen of silver. How much silver was four hundred taels of gold? Tens of thousands of taels! Selling a daughter for only tens of thousands of taels—wasn't that price too cheap?

Cui Yingjun wanted to laugh, but couldn't. His face was contorted with grief, his lips twitching, a mixture of crying and laughing on his lips. Clutching the gold note, he finally forced out two tears and whispered, "Daughter, Father is sorry..."

"Then go die!" The door to the guest room next to Cui Yingjun suddenly opened, and a sinister voice came out. At the same time, a very white and slender hand lifted Cui Yingjun inside. Cui Yingjun screamed, "You are Dong..." His voice stopped abruptly, as if it had been abruptly cut off.

The dismembered corpse was stuffed into the toilet. A middle-aged man, dressed in fine clothes, pale-faced and bald, held up Cui Yingjun's blood-stained head, staring into his unseeing eyes, and said with a sinister smile, "Damn it, I've been chasing you for eighteen years, and you just walked right into my door. You deserve to die!"

At that moment, a young voice came from another door in the same room: "Old Wang, what's going on? Why are you making such a commotion like you've taken some kind of aphrodisiac?"

Old Wang immediately became serious and respectful, "Boss, I just killed a cockroach..."

The spring rain continued to fall softly, and no one noticed that the world had lost a lewd man. In the Qin Empire, many people went missing every day, mostly killed by enemies seeking revenge or by bandits. After being killed, their bodies were left in the wilderness, perhaps never to be discovered. Especially for those without family, their deaths were no different from the deaths of a cockroach.

This was a twisted world of martial arts.

Qin Ren dragged the sack into the bedroom, carefully opened it, and a scorching heat rushed out. The beautiful woman inside the sack gave Qin Ren almost no time to react before spreading her arms and throwing herself into his embrace with a soft moan. Her fiery cherry lips found Qin Ren's mouth and began to kiss him wildly.

Qin Ren was flustered and shouted, "Hey, hey, hey, slow down! I haven't even seen what you look like yet! Ah, stop, no! It's the young master who wants to pluck you, this proud plum blossom in the snow, not you who wants to pluck this weed! My god... this aphrodisiac is too damn powerful!"

Amidst the screams, the peerless flower thief Qin San Shao stripped Han Mei Hua naked in no time, and Han Mei Hua herself stripped naked at an unbelievable speed. Two naked bodies were intertwined. Qin Ren, the usually aggressive young master, was now forced into a defensive posture. A staunchly chauvinistic man, he believed in taking the initiative when it came to plucking flowers; he couldn't bear to let a plum blossom, waiting to be picked, be plucked instead.

Qiu Ruomei, skilled in martial arts, easily subdued Qin Ren with one hand, while her other finger flicked out a wisp of wind, extinguishing the candlelight in the room. The bedroom was plunged into darkness, with only the patter of rain outside the window and occasional wolf-like howls.

The young master was utterly defeated. Although Qiu Ruomei was also a virgin, sexual intercourse was a natural instinct. Poisoned by the aphrodisiac, Qiu Ruomei was consumed by lust, but also by the poison. If she couldn't have intercourse within three hours, she would bleed from all seven orifices and die. Now, driven by both lust and the will to survive, Qiu Ruomei instinctively pressed Qin Ren down, aligning her lower body with his involuntarily erect member. With a thrust of her hips, she swallowed him whole. As

she broke through that barrier, Qiu Ruomei let out a groan that sounded like a mixture of pain and pleasure, then began to violently twist her hips while sitting on Qin Ren.

The Third Young Master stared blankly at the girl on top of him, her head shaking and her hair flying wildly. In the dim light, he could see two clear tears sliding down her cheeks.

The pleasure kept assaulting his senses, and the Third Young Master, who had been sexually assaulted, finally couldn't resist reaching out and grabbing the two bouncing breasts on the girl's chest.

Closing his eyes, the Third Young Master felt like bursting into tears.

He had hunted geese every year, but today he had been blinded by a goose. If word got out, this flower thief would be finished!

The fifth chapter

depicts a night of passion, but the Third Young Master's heart is chilled, and tears silently stream down his face.

Saving face is secondary; the real issue is the emotional damage. He berates himself for his weakness, his heart filled with reluctance, yet his body reacts strongly.

His manhood lacks the unyielding spirit of a revolutionary martyr—that's not true; it is indeed incredibly hard and unyielding, but what the Third Young Master desires is for it to bow its proud head, resisting through non-violent non-cooperation.

But it ignores him, advancing triumphantly, its golden spear unyielding, until finally foaming at the mouth.

Meanwhile, Qiu Ruomei, satisfied and cured of the aphrodisiac, collapses onto the Third Young Master, falling into a deep sleep. Her large breasts press against his chest, her arms tightly encircle his neck, her lower body still intimately connected to his, her legs wrapped around his waist.

This difficult position made the Third Young Master extremely uncomfortable. Tortured all night, he couldn't even sleep, his grievances surpassing even those of Dou E.

Unfortunately, Qiu Ruomei's martial arts were far superior to his, even in her sleep, she kept him from escaping.

With his internal strength, the Third Young Master could actually break free. However, to force his way out, he would have to muster all his strength to break Qiu Ruomei's arms and legs.

Who was the Third Young Master? Though lewd and shameless, he wasn't ruthless, and possessed a strong sense of chivalry. Even though the girl sleeping on top of him had forced herself on him, the Third Young Master couldn't bear to harm her.

In the end, he could only drift off to sleep in this difficult position, the sky outside the window already beginning to lighten.

The spring rain hadn't stopped, and the small town in Jiangnan was quite chilly. But the entangled young man and woman, warmed by each other's body heat, didn't feel the cold.

Several hours passed before Han Meihua awoke first.

Qiu Ruomei, upon waking, felt as if a warm body was pressing down on her. She felt inexplicably languid and weak, yet her lower body ached intensely, with a vague sense of fullness.

Opening her eyes, she saw a handsome face, still fast asleep, with what appeared to be tear tracks at the corners of his eyes, as pure as a baby's.

Qiu Ruomei blushed, her heart pounding like a deer. Not yet understanding what was happening, she only found the young man's appearance incredibly endearing, especially now. His baby-like purity stirred her latent maternal instincts, and she didn't immediately consider why he was sleeping beneath her.

After a moment of dizziness, the girl's mind gradually cleared, and her heart grew colder, as if plunged into an ice cellar.

She finally realized that she was now completely naked, facing the young man, and what was even more irritating was that she seemed to be wrapped around him with her arms and legs, while his erect penis was pressing firmly inside her.

The girl sprang up as if electrocuted, her anger flaring instantly.

She clearly understood what had happened; the boy's erect, steel-like genitals were still stained with blood, and the fallen petals on the sheets felt like a sharp sword piercing her heart.

Tears welled up, but she didn't bother wiping them away. She quickly dressed, hastily tidied her disheveled hair, then grabbed a sheet and ripped it off.

The force of the tear ripped the sheet off the young man, and the violent impact sent him flying, crashing down on Qiu Ruomei. The young

man, caught off guard and barely able to react, had already opened his eyes when Qiu Ruomei's bare, unshoe- or sock-less foot struck him, landing heavily on his chest. He coughed up blood, flew backward, and slammed against the wall.

With a thud, he bounced back from the wall, landing on the bed like a frog, blood still trickling from his mouth.

Just as the Third Young Master was about to look up, a fragrant breeze wafted over, and Qiu Ruomei's jade-like foot had already stepped onto the back of his head.

The heavy pressure made the Third Young Master's neck bones crackle, and a raging fire instantly rose in his heart. He thought, "You woman, you messed with me, and before I even settled the score, you've already started hitting me!

If it weren't for my profound internal strength, that kick from you would probably have killed me. I'm a man, how can I let a woman trample me under my feet?"

Consumed by rage, the Third Young Master didn't even look. The "Covering the Sky Hand" mantra, which he had memorized as a child but had long since forgotten due to laziness, flooded his mind like a tidal wave. His body reacted instantly. His right hand, which was braced on the bed, suddenly struck out with a palm strike. A century's worth of profound internal energy surged into the Third Young Master's arm like a raging sea, rapidly flowing to his palm, and then erupting from there.

Seven different forces merged into one, and a surging palm force shot out!

Covering the Sky with One Hand!

Han Meihua, confident she had the Third Young Master firmly under control and preparing to slowly torture him to vent her hatred, was surprised to find he still had the strength to retaliate. His surging palm force suddenly struck, and the girl hastily countered with her own. The icy palm force, upon contact with Qin Ren's palm, melted away like ice meeting flames, or foam meeting sunlight.

Struck by the palm force, the "Covering the Sky Hand," a palm force combining fire, ice, thunder, wind, hard, soft, and condensed energy, was like a dangerous vortex with infinite suction, pulling the girl in and tearing her apart violently.

The girl felt as if she were in the most turbulent ocean current, her body alternating between burning heat and freezing cold, numbness as if struck by lightning, dizziness as if caught in a hurricane, being struck by steel, bound by ropes, and feeling as heavy as if filled with molten lead.

The unbearable pain caused the girl to let out a piercing scream, her body flying backward like a willow catkin in the wind, crashing heavily into the wardrobe in the corner.

The wardrobe, made of fine sandalwood and gilded copper, shattered into pieces with a crash, flying wood chips mingling with dust of clothing, the faint scent of wood mixed with the sweet, metallic smell of blood.

The girl lay supine amidst the wood chips, coughing up a lump of blood, her disheveled hair obscuring half her face. Her beautiful eyes gleamed with a chilling coldness as she glared hatefully at the boy who lay on the bed like a frog, only his right hand raised. The

Third Young Master stood up, silently, quietly, with an unusually tragic air.

He stood on the bed, head held high, chest out, completely naked, his penis erect and proud.

The Third Young Master looked down at the girl, now powerless to move, her clothes mostly torn. Her tattered clothes couldn't conceal her alluring figure; her delicate skin radiated a soft, snow-white glow, and her two rosy nipples were faintly visible. Her long, bent legs were posed in an incredibly suggestive position.

Fine blood trickled from the corner of her mouth, and faint blood seeped from the cuts made by wood chips, creating a poignant and captivating beauty.

The Third Young Master noticed her tattered clothes. Although they were beyond repair, he could clearly see several patches on her moon-white blouse, its original color faded from washing.

Wandering the martial world wasn't a romantic affair; many martial artists from humble backgrounds were forced to wear patched clothes and eat hard, rock-hard steamed buns.

The girl's life was difficult, yet she still thought of repaying her adoptive father. Little did she know that he would ultimately sell her for four hundred taels of gold.

A flower thief was tempted, captivated by the girl's clothes. This girl, whose beauty rivaled that of Lian Zhou Luo'er and Xiao Xiangyue, yet whose eyes were colder and more unapproachable than Lian Zhou Luo'er's, captivated the Third Young Master's dormant heart with her tattered, patched clothes.

The Third Young Master stepped off the bed, his manhood swaying proudly with each step, seemingly proclaiming a man's pride and dignity.

The girl stared at the Third Young Master with eyes full of hatred, watching him approach step by step. She opened her mouth to speak, but instead coughed up mouthfuls of blood.

Her arm, which had clashed with the Third Young Master's palm, was twisted strangely, its bones broken.

The Third Young Master silently walked to the girl and bent down to pick up her light body.

When his hand touched her back, he felt a warm, damp sensation. Looking down, he saw that her back was a bloody mess, blood flowing everywhere.

Her head drooped limply, her breath grew weak, and her eyes gradually lost their light.

No one could survive a full-force strike from the "Heaven-Covering Hand," especially one unintentionally unleashed by Qin Ren, who possessed a century's worth of profound internal energy and had combined all his power. Even Qin Xiaoyao, the creator of the Heaven-Covering Hand divine skill, would vomit blood and lose half of his two hundred years of internal energy if struck by Qin Ren's palm.

Qin Ren gently placed the girl on the bed, quickly rummaged through his clothes, and pulled out a small pill.

"The Resurrection Pill," a life-saving elixir given to him by his elder brother Qin Feng before he fled.

Without hesitation, Qin Ren crushed the pill and placed it in the girl's mouth. Then, he dissolved the pill in his saliva, mouth to mouth, and had the girl swallow the mixture of Qin Ren's saliva and the pill powder.

After doing all this, Qin Ren dressed, went out to fetch hot water, carefully wiped the blood off the girl's body with a clean towel, and then found bandages to bandage her wounds.

Qin Ren positioned the girl's broken right arm at the fracture site, splinted it with a splint, and tightly wrapped it with bandages.

After the Resurrection Pill was swallowed, the girl's breathing gradually calmed down, and her eyes began to regain their light.

Looking at the Third Young Master, who was busy but gentle and attentive, she unknowingly found herself in tears.

Qin Ren wiped away the rolling tears for her; the tears were like crystal-clear pearls, one string wiped away, another string flowing down.

Qin Ren wiped the blows patiently, smiling slightly. "It was a muddled fight. You fought me in a confused state, and I fought you in a confused state. I never knew that the kung fu my father taught me when I was a child was so powerful. Maybe I knew, but I never practiced seriously, and I never thought I could unleash such power."

He paused, then continued, "I'm not a good person, but I'm not an irredeemable villain either. To be precise, I'm a womanizer with a very chivalrous heart. Originally, I did want to pluck you, this winter plum blossom, but who could have imagined that you would be so proactive last night, so proactive that I..." "I'm unwilling. I once heard someone say, 'He who defiles another's wife and daughter laughs heartily, but what can one do when one's wife and daughter defile another?' Haha, karma in this life, except it's not my wife and daughter defiled, but myself who was defiled... and then beaten."

Seeing the girl's wide eyes, filled with anger and doubt, tears still streaming down her face, the Third Young Master shook his head and smiled bitterly: "You don't believe me? Then I'll tell you..." He then recounted the whole story from beginning to end, concluding: "Although I was an instigator, I never expected that in the end, I would be the victim."

The girl opened her mouth but didn't speak, a hint of grievance finally appearing in her eyes.

"You don't need to say anything, I will take good care of you. I won't leave you until you're healed. Once you're healed, if you still want to kill me, I will give you a fair chance to fight. As long as you can defeat my Heaven-Covering Hand, I will offer my neck for execution." The Third Young Master said gently, squeezing the girl's slender hand.

The girl looked at the Third Young Master, her eyes filled with grievance, bitterness, and resentment. She pouted, and the icy, aloof Hanmei finally burst into tears, saying pitifully, "Once I'm healed... I will definitely kill you..." Though she spoke harshly, her small hand, with faint calluses on its palm, firmly gripped Qin Ren's hand.

Qin Ren smiled: "As long as you can beat me, everything is up to you."

At this moment, there was a sudden knock on the door: "Third Young Master, are you awake? I am Feifan. A very important person wishes to see you and has sent Feifan to invite you over."

The

Third Young Master carefully tucked Qiu Ruomei in, blinked, and smiled: "You rest first. I'll go see what that guy wants. Are you hungry? I'll get you something to eat later." After

settling Hanmei, the Third Young Master went to the hall, opened the door, and saw Zhuo Feifan smiling mysteriously, his long, narrow eyes looking at the Third Young Master with a slightly humble gaze.

The Third Young Master said calmly, "Brother Feifan, what important figure would require you to personally deliver a message?"

Zhuo Feifan smiled and said, "Third Young Master, my status is lowly, and I dare not reveal any information about that important figure. You will understand once you see him."

Qin Ren scoffed and said, "Brother Feifan, you know my identity. If someone wants to see me, and asks me to come in person, how could I possibly have that much free time? Wanting to see me without any sincerity, this is putting on airs even more than I do!"

Zhuo Feifan smiled awkwardly and said, "Third Young Master, look at what you're saying. You two are both very important figures, what am I supposed to do? If I don't complete what that important figure instructed, my head… my head…" "It might be too late. Third Young Master, please, for my sake, come and save my life!"

The Third Young Master became interested: "Oh? Who's so powerful? Brother Feifan's fortune is not something easily touched. How dare that person take Brother Feifan's head?"

Zhuo Feifan said with a bitter face: "Third Young Master, you don't know, that big shot is a man of his word. I really can't afford to offend him, nor dare I. With my meager fortune, that big shot could destroy me with just a word. I really have no other choice but to trouble you, Third Young Master! I beg you to have mercy..." Seeing

Zhuo Feifan's frightening words and his earnest, pitiful expression, the Third Young Master felt no pity. In his view, one should handle one's own troubles. If one can't handle them, then one's family should. "I'm not your father, Zhuo Feifan. We're just business partners. What do I care if you lose your head?"

However, the Third Young Master was quite curious. Although he disdained helping Zhuo Feifan, he developed a strong interest in the so-called important figure. After thinking for a moment, the Third Young Master said, "Alright, I'll give Brother Feifan face and go with you!"

Zhuo Feifan feigned gratitude, "Third Young Master, your kindness is immense, I will never forget it! Please follow me, Third Young Master!"

Saying this, he led the way, and the Third Young Master followed. After walking ten steps, they arrived at the door of the Imperial Suite diagonally opposite the Third Young Master's.

"Is it here?" the Third Young Master asked, pointing to the door.

Zhuo Feifan nodded firmly, "This is the room."

The Third Young Master cursed, "Damn it, only ten steps, that bastard is too arrogant! Even such a short distance requires the young master to come in person, who does he think he is!"

The Third Young Master was truly furious now. It was only ten steps, and they lived diagonally opposite each other. It was so easy to visit! Even if you were a cripple, ten steps wouldn't kill you!

Hearing the Third Young Master's outburst, Zhuo Feifan was terrified and desperately pulled at him, saying, "Third Young Master, shut up! Shut up! We can't afford to offend the people inside. You can't curse like that. If it gets back to him, even if you have the Xiaoyao Manor behind you, you'll probably suffer..."

The Third Young Master's heart tightened, and his icy gaze swept over Zhuo Feifan. The usually amiable Third Young Master, after mastering the Heaven-Covering Hand technique, naturally exuded a domineering aura unique to those who could cover the heavens, which inadvertently emanated from his eyes.

Zhuo Feifan felt a chill run through his body, as if he had fallen into an ice cellar, under the Third Young Master's gaze. Through the Third Young Master's eyes, he seemed to see a plain stained with blood, mountains made of white bones. And on those mountains of white bones stood a person facing the wind, laughing loudly as if no one else was there. Upon closer inspection, that person was none other than Qin Ren, the Third Young Master of the Qin family, standing before him.

Startled, the hallucination vanished instantly, but even so, Zhuo Feifan was still drenched in a cold sweat. His heart pounded wildly as he thought, "The Qin family is indeed extraordinary. Even this womanizing Qin Ren has such terrifying eyes! I've only ever seen those hellish, demonic eyes on generals who have fought countless battles. This kid is a lewd and shameless scoundrel, a playboy who only knows how to sleep with women. How can he have such eyes? Could it be... could he be a born jinx?"

Yesterday, Zhuo Feifan had only guessed that Qin Ren was a womanizer, but since he had decided to introduce Qin Ren to his big boss, he immediately contacted his spies in the martial arts world to find out Qin Ren's background.

From the spies' intelligence, Zhuo Feifan learned that since the third young master of the Qin family entered the martial arts world, his first battle was defeating the demon Buu, whose fame exceeded his martial arts skills, and the Four Heavenly Kings. He also spent a million taels of silver just to get a courtesan. The day after acquiring the courtesan, the Third Young Master Qin brazenly abducted the forty-eighth concubine of Dugu Hongjian, the head of the Fenyu Tower and the general manager of the Jianghu government. This enraged Dugu Hongjian, who issued a kill order and dispatched Ji Wuhua, one of the four great constables of the Jianghu government, with twenty-four experts to pursue him.

Qin Ren then went to Wanhua City and clashed with Xiao Shanhe, the city's guard and head of the Baohua Hall. This ultimately led to the intervention of Qin Feng, the Star River Sword Saint, who killed Xiao Shanhe and completely destroyed the Baohua Hall's power.

Of course, Zhuo Feifan couldn't find out that Qin Ren had raped Qin Ni'er and Lian Zhou Luo'er, but based on these previous incidents alone, Zhuo Feifan concluded that the Third Young Master Qin was a super spendthrift and an extremely lecherous scoundrel. He reported this information to the big boss and then devised a plan with him to invite Qin Ren.

Zhuo Feifan had deliberately exaggerated the Boss's power, claiming that even the Xiaoyao Manor dared not challenge him, all to intimidate Qin Ren and then subdue him with gentler tactics. However, now, after being swept over by Qin Ren's

hellish gaze, Zhuo Feifan's heart pounded. He began to question whether using this method to deal with Qin Ren was a grave mistake.

The Third Young Master, of course, was unaware of Zhuo Feifan's thoughts. He was already annoyed that the so-called important figure wouldn't even walk ten steps, and now, seeing Zhuo Feifan's disrespect for the Xiaoyao Manor, his latent ferocity and bloodlust were ignited. The Heaven

-Covering Hand Divine Skill was actually an exceptionally domineering martial art; those who mastered it unconsciously became tyrannical and bloodthirsty.

Qin Ren, on the other hand, possessed the "Burning Desire" true energy and had gained a hundred years' worth of profound internal strength through various spiritual herbs. The "Burning Lust" true energy was inherently a domineering and arrogant skill, highly effective at seducing women and even more effective at fueling arrogance. Combined with the "Covering the Sky Hand,

" Qin Ren's temperament underwent a dramatic transformation. Old Master Qin Xiaoyao possessed a vast array of skills, mastering all eighteen martial arts and dabbling in various internal energy cultivation methods. His primary internal energy cultivation was the "Xiaoyao Divine Skill," which could neutralize the ferocity of the "Covering the Sky Hand." With the two counteracting each other, Old Master Qin now appeared quite amiable.

Qin Xiaoyao spent years recuperating at Xiaoyao Manor, using the spiritual energy of Lingyun Mountain to dissolve his own ferocity. Furthermore, with his rising status, no one dared to disobey him. Therefore, the domineering and ruthless aura hidden deep within the soul of the all-powerful "Covering the Sky Hand" Qin Xiaoyao never easily manifested. In reality, however, Qin Xiaoyao was a ruthless killer in his youth, known in the martial arts world as the "Blood-Handed Asura," though no one dared to call him that now.

"Full of murderous intent, oblivious to everyone else, I am the only one in the world!" Qin Ren spat out these sixteen words through gritted teeth, his eyes coldly fixed on Zhuo Feifan. His gaze and voice were chilling, completely at odds with the domineering tone of his words.

But to Zhuo Feifan, those sixteen words from the Third Young Master were like an icy wind atop a snow-capped mountain, making it almost impossible for him to breathe. For every four words the Third Young Master uttered, he would take a step back; after all sixteen words, Zhuo Feifan had retreated until his back was pressed against the door of the Boss's Imperial Suite.

Seeing Zhuo Feifan's terrified expression, a strange smile appeared on Qin Ren's face. He snorted coldly, flicked his sleeve, and turned to leave.

The moment the Third Young Master turned, the door to the Imperial Suite suddenly opened. A very white and slender hand grabbed Zhuo Feifan by the collar and pulled him inside, then said in a sinister tone, "How dare you, brat! I'll take your dog's life today!"

As he spoke, that white and slender hand reached out from the door again, grabbing at the Third Young Master of the Qin family with lightning speed.

Qin Sanshao had only taken two steps when he heard a whooshing sound behind him. Without thinking, he turned around and unleashed a palm strike.

A single hand could cover the sky!

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