Desire Restaurant [Complete] - 14

Chapter 211 Half-Faced Beauty

A moment later, the magic circle mask was destroyed, revealing the true face of the wandering soul to Yan Xuan. Because the wandering soul was twisting its head desperately, Yan Xuan could only see its profile, only half of its face.

But that half... was enough!

Just a profile was enough to be dazzlingly beautiful; the lines of that profile were more exquisite than any work of art in the world...

a perfectly shaped nose. A mouth without a trace of blood but with an exquisite outline... watery eyes; even a single glance from the side possessed a captivating magic...

The only flaw was that, due to the use of the soul curse, the wandering soul had lost most of its blood; its stunningly beautiful face was completely devoid of color, as pale as a sheet of paper. "

Wow, so beautiful!"

Yan Xuan, who had seen many beauties, exclaimed sincerely!

Seeing a glimmer of hope, Da Nian Zhang became active again, urgently reminding him, "If you don't withdraw your sealing hand soon, that beauty will die!"

Yan Xuan immediately panicked, looking at the golden vortex that had "tortured" the skull to the size of a fist, and the monster lurking nearby, waiting for a command to devour the skull. He hurriedly focused his consciousness, muttering, "Come back... come back... damn it! Come back already..."

The sealing magic set, having unintentionally absorbed Yan Xuan's blood that night, was indeed extremely obedient.

With Yan Xuan's curses, prayers, and swearing, the sealing magic set spun in the wind and flew back to Yan Xuan. Yan Xuan hurriedly grabbed it, quickly put it on, and then, following Da Nian Zhang's instructions, forcefully grabbed the isolated monster in the air with his hand wearing the sealing magic set.

In the blink of an eye, the monster exploded, forming a cloud of mist that quickly entered Yanxuan's palm.

Then, the grotesque monster's head on the golden sealing magic shield emitted a black aura, having absorbed the mist.

After the monster disappeared, the small skull had lost all its power.

Da Nian Zhang hurriedly told Yanxuan to smash the skull, but Yanxuan's mind was filled with that incomparably beautiful profile; he desperately wanted to bring the wandering soul back. He didn't care about Da Nian Zhang's urgent command. Following Da Nian Zhang's instructions, he waved his hand, unleashing a red light of Nine Yang Energy. With a boom, the small, spinning skull was pulverized.

With a deafening explosion, the small skull burst into a burst of red light, which, like mist, hovered above the wandering soul's head, slowly enveloping it...

With

a soft hissing sound, the red light gradually seeped into the wandering soul's body. The wandering soul trembled violently, and a trace of color finally returned to its pale face.

Yan Xuan hurriedly asked with his consciousness, "Old ghost, what's next?" Da Nian

Zhang sighed wearily, saying weakly, "Kid, don't go back on your word. Remember, our wager is her sincere virgin blood..."

"Of course I won't go back on my word!" Yan Xuan quickly replied, "What's next? Old ghost. Don't hold back! If you have a better way to treat her, tell me immediately. Don't forget your wager! You're willing, right? At least you have to help me establish a good image in front of her now."

To Yan Xuan's dismay, the damned Da Nian Zhang seemed to vanish instantly, unresponsive no matter how Yan Xuan tried to summon him with his consciousness.

The wind gradually subsided, and the torrential rain stopped abruptly without warning, as if the hole in the sky had been suddenly patched up.

Yan Xuan carefully examined the wandering soul, its body still slightly trembling as it floated in mid-air.

Even if he wanted to step forward and show off in front of the beautiful woman, he was powerless. Although he knew nothing about martial arts or magic, due to the Nine Yang energy, his sensitivity to energy was extremely acute. Around the wandering soul's body, Yan Xuan felt a chaotic energy gradually calming down, estimating that it would return to normal soon.

The wandering soul's head was still turned, and that half of her stunningly beautiful face made Yan Xuan dazzled.

Especially after the concealment of the magical artifact was broken, her body was no longer the thin, flat figure he had seen before, but revealed its true form—a graceful female figure.

Compared to Yan Xuan's other women, the wandering soul's figure was definitely not the most outstanding. She didn't have Lin Jiayi's large breasts, nor Yana's sexy, plump buttocks, but the wandering soul's body was exceptionally well-proportioned, with curves that were undeniably attractive.

Having grown accustomed to rape and BDSM, Yanxuan felt a surge of desire. If it weren't for his bet with Da Nian Zhang that required consent, and his genuine weariness of the monotonous act of simply taking off one's pants after having many women,

he hesitated for a moment before deciding to use the wandering soul as a practice subject for seduction. After all, in both his past and present lives, Yanxuan had absolutely no experience with women. While he had many women in this life, he had always obtained them through force.

Yanxuan didn't want to rape every woman he fancied in the future; that would be pointless!

As Yanxuan sensed the chaotic energy around the wandering soul gradually balancing, he approached it with immense excitement.

Hmm…

the wandering soul, having teetered on the brink of death, groaned and woke up. Instinctively, it turned its head towards Yanxuan…

Ah!

When Yanxuan saw the other half of the wandering soul's face, he gasped in surprise. His heart, which had been burning like fire, instantly cooled as if doused with a bucket of ice water!

Yanxuan remembered a joke from his past life: "Looking from behind makes you want to commit a crime. Looking from the front makes you want to defend yourself!"

This meant that there was a woman in front of him, with a shapely figure and incredibly sexy, looking at him from behind. It would absolutely ignite a man's desire, making him want to pounce on her immediately, even if it meant committing a crime to have a good time. But when the beautiful woman turned around, her face was hideously ugly, completely inversely proportional to her figure, making one instinctively want to defend oneself, fearing that one would be the one to be violated...

This phrase couldn't be more fitting for Youhun, just change two words: "Looking at her right profile makes you want to commit a crime, looking at her left profile makes you want to defend yourself..."

Damn it, how did this woman...

Yanxuan looked at Youhun with frustration. One half of her face was stunningly beautiful, while the other half was horribly ugly. On her dark face, the muscles were noticeably atrophied, half the size of her right cheek, with veins bulging out menacingly, and her face was covered with blood-red, crack-like spots...

Yanxuan immediately had second thoughts. He secretly regretted making that bet with that old man, and even more so, he shouldn't have been so excited and confident that he would never go back on his word.

Damn it! I thought it was a masterpiece, but now it's a complete counterfeit.

Forget about making Yanxuan fulfill his bet, seduce the wandering soul, and obtain virgin blood; just having him stay by her side a little longer would be absolute torture.

The wandering soul slightly regained consciousness. She had initially thought that using the ultimate necromancy would turn her into a living corpse with only consciousness.

However, after moving her body slightly, she felt no stiffness in her joints, nor the numbness described in the records. Subconsciously looking down at her hands, she was surprised to find that she hadn't become a living corpse at all. Although her body felt exhausted and weak, its functions were perfectly healthy.

Once she realized she was unharmed, she noticed her magical disguise had been broken. A cold wind brushed her face, and she cried out in surprise, frantically covering her face.

Taking advantage of this moment, Yan Xuan quietly moved aside, turning to slip away.

But then he heard the wandering spirit behind him say resentfully, "I'll kill you!"

Yan Xuan felt utterly helpless; he had inexplicably provoked this strange fellow. He secretly cursed the old man who had encouraged him, vowing to make that old geezer enjoy a good sunbath…

to be honest. When Yan Xuan felt the wandering spirit's overwhelming resentment and its icy declaration of revenge, a murderous intent surged within him.

He didn't want any enemies. As the saying goes, it's not the thief you should fear, but the one who has his eye on you!

Yan Xuan's dream was a peaceful life. Enjoying romantic encounters and indulging in a bit of heroism at night when bored—that's the peaceful and interesting life Yan Xuan longed for.

However, if there were such a terrifying person who hated him to the core, and he had to constantly be wary of this person's revenge, then undoubtedly, his peaceful life would be disrupted.

This was something Yan Xuan absolutely could not allow!

(Chapter 212: Even a Pervert is Afraid)

But then he thought again. He was the one who initiated this whole thing. If he hadn't been misled by Da Nian Zhang and foolishly made that bet, this unfortunate situation wouldn't have happened.

Anyway, he was currently in his spirit form, so even if the wandering spirit wanted revenge, it would be against him in his current form. That wasn't so scary; let her take revenge, since she couldn't beat him anyway!

After Yan Xuan gained more experience using the Sealing Magic Set and witnessed its magical power, he became even more confident and completely disregarded the wandering spirit's vow of revenge.

As Yan Xuan hesitated, You Hun's icy voice rang out again: "Didn't you come to kill me? Then do it now, or I'll kill you sooner or later!"

Kill her?

Yan Xuan was stunned for a moment, then realized that his actions could easily cause her to misunderstand, which explained why this guy was willing to risk becoming a living corpse to fight him to the death.

"Why would I kill you?" Yan Xuan shrugged and smiled. Speaking to such a strange and terrifying face felt terrible.

You Hun was also stunned. In her opinion, this powerful guy's sudden appearance and attack on such a night was definitely to kill her to silence her and completely control the Black Blood Society.

But now, she was exhausted and powerless, making it the perfect opportunity to kill her!

So why hadn't this powerful guy made a move?

Could it be that his intention wasn't to kill her at all, but because her secret had been discovered...?

Thinking of this, You Hun felt even more certain that her speculation was true, from the beginning when that good-for-nothing boy took the stolen treasures of the Heavenly Vine Elf Empire. Instead of going to the large jewelry stores in Yanan City, he inexplicably chose his own small jewelry store, leading to this powerful figure coercing him into becoming his subordinate…

It's important to understand that, in terms of both size and strength, the Black Blood Society is the weakest among the underground organizations in Yanan City. If it weren't for the Hermit Guild secretly maintaining the balance of power among gangs and restraining other gangs, the Black Blood Society would likely have already become a target for other gangs to annex.

Based on the terrifying strength this guy has displayed, he is definitely capable of subduing other gangs, yet he abandoned the powerful gangs and chose the weakest. It's impossible to say that there wasn't a conspiracy involved!

For someone as calculating and scheming as Youhun, who lives his life constantly, it's easy to complicate simple matters.

The series of events that Yanxuan accomplished unintentionally became part of Youhun's long-brewing conspiracy, immediately labeling Yanxuan as a powerful and treacherous individual…

If Yanxuan knew what Youhun was thinking, one wonders whether he would smile bitterly or feel smug!

Yan Xuan wished he could disappear from You Hun's sight immediately, but seeing that You Hun had misunderstood him, he felt it was best to clear things up. Although he didn't care about You Hun, Liu Mang was still part of the Black Blood Society.

Yan Xuan chuckled twice and said, "Um... you misunderstood. I was just passing by... and wanted to say hello."

Yan Xuan's words were full of holes. Damn it. Passing by on a stormy night... and saying hello... even a ghost wouldn't believe it, let alone You Hun.

You Hun's mind raced, trying to think of a way to deal with Yan Xuan.

"If there's nothing else, I'll be leaving now..." Yan Xuan said with a smile, looking like he was in a hurry to leave.

This only made You Hun more confused, completely unable to fathom Yan Xuan's behavior, feeling a bit bewildered. The Yan Xuan before him was even more unfathomable and shrouded in mystery.

After a moment, You Hun nodded, tacitly allowing Yan Xuan to leave.

Since he couldn't figure out this guy's intentions, he decided to remain calm and see what his true scheme was!

Yan Xuan, having received permission to leave, was overjoyed and didn't even bother to say a word. He simply waved his hand and shot off like an arrow, leaving a red afterimage.

In the courtyard, a cool breeze blew.

The wandering spirit stood in the courtyard, silently staring at the direction Yan Xuan had disappeared, her eyes filled with doubt.

Suddenly, a cloud of black mist emanated from her body. She groaned and swayed. Upon closer inspection, one could clearly see that the instant the black mist appeared, several more hideous blood-red markings appeared on her ghostly, ugly left face.

A moment later, the trembling of the wandering soul gradually subsided. She sighed, turned, and went into her room. This night was destined to

be sleepless. Burdened with immense worries and secrets, achieving her plan was already fraught with difficulties, but now, with Yan Xuan's appearance, the road ahead seemed even more arduous and thorny… What frustrated her most was that forcibly fusing necromancy with battle aura and risking her life to rapidly improve her necromancy cultivation method had shortened her lifespan; she was nearing her end…

Yan Xuan ran frantically back to his room at the Desire Tavern. Without even speaking to Yana, who was waiting, he sat on the bed, panting heavily.

Yana looked at Yan Xuan with surprise. What had made him so flustered?

“Master, what’s wrong?” Yana approached Yan Xuan, gently patting his back, and asked softly.

“You scared me to death!” Yan Xuan recalled the half-distorted face of the wandering soul. Recalling the terrifying and eerie combination of the devil's and angel's faces,

Yana still felt a lingering fear. She paused, realizing that Yanxuan's strength was well-known, yet this powerful figure was afraid. How terrifying must his opponent be?

Yana, who had already shifted her attention to Yanan City, now felt even more that Yanan City itself was shrouded in mystery; her previous understanding had been far too superficial!

"Master, who frightened you? Can you tell Yana?" A glimmer of hope arose in Yana's heart. If she could find out what had frightened Yanxuan, she wouldn't have to suffer this shameless man's humiliation. She could shift her focus to something far more powerful and completely escape Yanxuan.

Yanxuan, having caught his breath, glanced at Yana, smiled, and said, "Nothing..."

As he spoke, his eyes were fixed on Yana's sexy body, and lust began to burn within him.

Unfortunately, tonight was destined to be a night where Yanxuan could not indulge in desire. For some reason, the face of Youhun kept appearing in his mind, and what bothered him even more was that the bet with Da Nian Zhang kept echoing in Yanxuan's mind, to the point that he kept imagining a disgusting scene: "His naked body is having sex with Youhun..." Yanxuan shook his

head violently. With a helpless sigh, he climbed off Yana, who had already been stripped naked, and said in a low voice, "Put your clothes on!"

With that, he leaned to the side, closed his eyes, and tried his best to fall asleep!

Yana originally wanted to ask more questions, but seeing Yanxuan's state, she knew that even if she asked, she wouldn't get the information she wanted, so she secretly made up her mind. From now on, whenever Yanxuan goes out at night, I must find a way to follow him…

At dawn, after a night of contemplation, Youhun slowly stood up, reviewed the parchment map in her hand once more, and after confirming that all the patterns were imprinted in her mind, a black flame erupted from her hands, instantly turning the parchment map to ashes.

If that insidious and powerful fellow hadn't come specifically to kill her, then his goal must have been this map!

Youhun couldn't understand how that guy knew she had this map.

Although she couldn't figure it out, after much thought, she finally decided that she would never let this map, stained with her family's blood, fall into the hands of outsiders!

Suddenly, two dry coughs came from outside the room, followed by a knock on the door.

“Leader,” Pike's voice sounded from outside.

Youhun quickly circulated her magic, a layer of black light flashing across her body, and after a moment, the magical artifact's cover was restored. She reverted to her former self, the Blackblood leader with her usual expressionless, deathly face.

"Come in!" the Wanderer said in a deep voice, then turned and walked to a chair, sitting down.

Parker entered the room, coughing twice from the stench of ashes, then bowed and said, "Leader, the Hermit Guild's five-day deadline is over. Shouldn't we notify that kid again? After all, if he doesn't register with the Hermit Guild, it'll implicate our own brothers!"

The Wanderer hesitated for a moment, then nodded and said, "Go, go notify him."

Just as Parker was about to leave, the Wanderer suddenly called out to him, "Parker, have any strangers appeared at that kid's place these past two days? Isn't his behavior a bit unusual?"

Then

, the Wanderer realized that even if that handsome, powerful elf appeared in the Hexagram room, with his superior strength, no one would notice. Asking would be pointless.

Pike thought for a moment and said, "There are no strangers, only that old elven musician. I reported this to you; he's been here every day these past few days."

The Wanderer nodded and said, "Starting today, assign that boy a personal attendant. Make sure he reports his every move to me daily."

Pike nodded quickly and said, "Chief, if there are no other instructions, I'll go do it."

"Go." The Wanderer waved his hand, closed his eyes, and fell into the fruitless contemplation he had just been pondering.

Pike quietly turned and left, carefully closing the door behind him.

In Hexagram's room.

"Old man. This is the last page of text. When you're done, there'll be a reward!" Hexagram said, turning to the last page of the register.

At first, he carefully looked up the words in the dictionary from the register or ledger and then asked the old elven musician.

Later, seeing that no one would disturb him and that no one would discover what he was doing, he simply had the old elven musician teach him the characters directly from the ledger for the sake of speed.

It has to be said that even the old elven musician secretly admired Hexagram's talent. This fellow could memorize any word after hearing it only once. If it weren't for the occasional nonsensical remark, the old elven musician might have thought he was literate and was deliberately making fun of him!

Suddenly, the golden halo of the Overlord Ring on Hexagram's finger flashed and disappeared.

Hexagram frowned and cursed under his breath, "Damn it, who dared to disturb my studies? Damn it. Do you think it's easy for someone as simple as me to decide to learn something?!"

After dancing wildly to "old-timer disco" and "weird ballet" all night, and smashing two chairs and a table, Hexagram finally adapted to the powerful force of the Overlord Ring, and his body underwent a miraculous transformation under its influence.

Hexagram himself was completely unaware of this change, but the benefits he gained were inexhaustible!

Just now... Even without the warning from the Ring of the Overlord, Hexagram sensed someone gradually approaching his room.

A moment later, beautiful music filled Hexagram's room, accompanied by his own vulgar praise and the sound of someone banging on the table, clearly out of sync with the music.

Parker pushed open the door and entered Hexagram's room.

Hexagram's expression changed, becoming extremely sharp, and he snapped, "Damn it! Didn't your mother teach you manners?! Can't you even knock before entering?!"

Hexagram's insults ignited Parker's anger. If it weren't for the Wandering Soul's repeated instructions and his deep fear of Yan Xuan behind Hexagram, Parker would have already beaten this good-for-nothing to a pulp!

"Leader, the matter is urgent, please forgive my impetuousness!" Parker said

, swallowing his anger. A smug expression appeared on Hexagram's face. Damn it, after last night, Hexagram was no longer the same!

Initially, Six-Pointed Star was somewhat worried, fearing these guys might secretly punish him while his master was away. However, since acquiring the powerful Ring of the Overlord, he no longer feared Pike, or even Wanderer.

"What is it? Speak quickly, don't disturb my enjoyment of the music!" Six-Pointed Star said arrogantly, head held high.

"The Hermit Guild's five-day deadline is today. If the leader doesn't register, the Hermit Guild will punish the entire Black Blood Society!" Pike whispered.

At this moment, Pike was actually hoping Six-Pointed Star would refuse, disrespecting the Hermit Guild. Then, the Black Blood Society could completely shift the blame onto Six-Pointed Star and that powerful elf. Heh heh… the Hermit Guild's punishment would be brutal. Even if that elf was powerful, compared to the entire Hermit Guild, he was nothing!

Using the Hermit Guild to eliminate these two… Pike began to dream of becoming a hero of the Black Blood Society, with his subordinates flattering him and Wanderer praising his dream.

Given Six Mang's usual arrogant temper, he would have already slammed his fist on the table and yelled that he wouldn't go.

However, after Yan Xuan's tutelage, Six Mang no longer acted impulsively. Eager to impress Yan Xuan, he now thought things through before acting.

Therefore, what Pike expected didn't happen.

After a moment's thought, Six Mang nodded and said, "Get lost, I know!"

Pike was incredibly disappointed. He hesitated, saying, "Leader..."

Six Mang glared impatiently and said, "What else? Didn't I tell you to get lost! Damn it, you're ruining my music!"

"Elder Youhun says, to ensure your safety, he has decided to select a personal bodyguard for you from among his brothers!" Pike said in a low voice.

"A personal bodyguard?" Hexagram paused, taken aback.

"Yes, this bodyguard will both protect you and be at your beck and call."

"Heh heh...you want someone to spy on me, don't you?" Hexagram chuckled slyly. He had seen right through Pike's intentions.

Pike was incredibly embarrassed by Hexagram's bluntness, and secretly surprised. It seemed this guy wasn't as idiotic as he appeared. He'd have to be careful in the future.

Not knowing what Hexagram was really thinking, after his eyes darted around for a moment, he actually nodded in agreement to Pike's suggestion. He excitedly added, "Get ready in a bit, let's have a martial arts competition among the brothers. To be my personal bodyguard, of course, the strongest must be chosen!"

Parker nodded in agreement and quickly turned to leave. He needed to prepare a list of his most loyal subordinates so that Six Mang could choose from among them. Whoever he chose would have no secrets left. After

Parker left, Six Mang quickly learned the characters on the last page from the old elven musician, then gave him a handful of gold coins out of his own pocket. The old elven musician was overjoyed, bowing repeatedly as he left Six Mang's room.

Around noon, Parker entered Six Mang's room again, telling him that the bodyguard selection competition was ready and inviting him to attend and participate in the selection. The

selection venue was an open space in a corner of the garden where Six Mang lived.

A considerable number of gang members had already gathered around the open space. A murmur of anticipation filled the air.

Not far from the arena, a row of gang members seemed to be receiving a lecture from the Wanderer. Among them were dwarves, elves… a diverse array of races. What they all shared was a fierce appearance, clearly indicating some strength.

It seemed the Wanderer or Pike had given them specific instructions before Six Mang arrived.

Therefore, when Six Mang appeared, those gang members who usually looked down on him and outwardly obeyed but inwardly defied him actually shouted a welcome to their leader and made way for him.

Seeing their respectful expressions, Six Mang felt no pride whatsoever. Damn it, these hypocritical guys, why can't they learn to be as simple as he is…

The competition hadn't even started yet; just as the gang members participating in the selection approached the edge of the arena, Six Mang gave Pike and the Wanderer a taste of their own medicine!

“What’s going on? Aren’t we participating in the selection? Why are there only a few people?” Six Mang shouted in protest.

Pike quickly replied, "Reporting to the chief, since this is a selection for your personal bodyguards, naturally, they must be highly skilled. And the brothers currently participating in the selection are all outstanding in various competitions."

Six Mang snorted coldly, pouting, and said, "The past is the past, what does it matter? Damn, so much time has passed, who knows if they're still outstanding? Damn, maybe some are already better than them! What you're doing is so unfair!"

Then, Six Mang loudly declared, "I'll pay out of my own pocket, as long as it's for the competition. This chief will reward him with a thousand gold coins!"

He then turned to Pike and said, "A thousand gold coins! Your actions are practically depriving other brothers of the opportunity to receive a thousand gold coins! Don't you feel guilty?"

Six Mang spoke with an air of righteous indignation, as if he were seeking justice for his brothers.

In truth, Six Mang had always been mischievous and cunning, only he hadn't used his talents for good, instead engaging in petty theft and other underhanded activities. But now, amidst these changes, Hexagram's focus has shifted. His sole purpose now is to do something impressive to impress Yanxuan.

Aside from the absolutely loyal members selected by Pike, the others are considerably less loyal.

Many join the gang for a simple reason: this promising career at least guarantees a decent living…

For these people, profit is paramount. So, those who were previously united in their deception and perfunctory dealings with this ignorant outsider have started making a ruckus after hearing about the 1,000 gold coin prize. Some are already dissatisfied with Pike's actions.

His mere appearance and a single sentence have stirred up many hearts. Not only Pike, but even the Wandering Soul is astonished, realizing that this guy certainly wouldn't possess such cunning; it must have been secretly taught by that treacherous elf. Seeing the increasingly dissatisfied expressions and murmurs of the surrounding gang members, Hexagram practically burst out laughing! Damn, just a thousand gold coins for this effect? That's incredibly worthwhile! Hmm... I must embellish this report to my master. A few words of praise wouldn't be bad. Don't forget, Liu Mang is no longer the homeless beggar he used to be. The treasures Yan Xuan gave him are enough to make him incredibly wealthy. A mere thousand gold coins are nothing to him... a drop in the ocean! Seizing the opportunity, Liu Mang pulled out a glittering crystal card from his pocket and held it above his head. He shouted, "Brothers, your leader is definitely not a stingy person! Here's a thousand gold coins. Any brother who thinks they can try can sign up now! Heh heh, I'm not exaggerating when I say that whoever becomes my personal bodyguard is practically riding a chariot to heaven! If you please me, there will be big rewards and small rewards every day! Being my personal bodyguard has great benefits, high bonuses, and most importantly, annual leave..." He was so excited, spittle flying everywhere, and the more he talked, the happier he became. Having experienced hardship himself, he understood what people at the bottom of society truly needed. So he listed all sorts of benefits, making it incredibly persuasive! Finally, under Heh heh's instigation, a dwarf gang member pretended not to see Pike's sharp gaze and rushed to the registration point Heh heh had pointed out. Afterwards, the other gang members also swarmed in. Damn it! Anyway, Yarnam City isn't just home to the Blackblood Society. You could spend your whole life in the Blackblood Society and still not accumulate a thousand gold coins. Loyalty aside, who cares about whoever feeds them? If you could get a thousand gold coins, who would still be a gangster in Yarnam City? There's not even a brothel there… Some thought they had some power to fight for it, while others were just looking to fish in troubled waters. Anyway, after a bit of excitement, only one orc remained in the crowd. This orc was thin and weak, but very tall, and looked quite ordinary. He was sitting on the ground picking lice… Six-Pointed Star's childlike nature suddenly stirred, and he couldn't help but wonder why this guy wasn't interested in a thousand gold coins. After a moment's hesitation, he grinned and approached, saying, "Big guy, didn't you hear what I said?" The orc listlessly looked up at Six-Pointed Star, then his eyelids drooped weakly. "I can't even get enough to eat, what's the point of robbing gold coins?" the orc said in a muffled voice. His words drew laughter from everyone. This guy was the most notorious glutton in the Blackblood Guild. The guild's daily food supply was usually quite ample, but he was always the first to finish eating. Then he'd drool over others, patting his belly and complaining of hunger… It seemed like he'd never been seen full since joining the Blackblood Guild! If it weren't for his tall stature, which gave him a rather imposing presence during guild negotiations, he'd probably have been kicked out of the guild long ago.

Hearing the orc's words, Liu Mang saw this as another excellent opportunity to incite unrest. He exclaimed dramatically, "Damn, there are people in our guild who aren't getting enough to eat? Good heavens! If such a promising profession can't even provide enough to eat, then it must be the incompetence of the management! Brothers, if I, the leader, am around, I'll make sure everyone is well-fed and watered. And every now and then, we'll even have a little pocket money to go out and pick up girls..."

Unfortunately, Liu Mang's words only elicited louder laughter. It wasn't until he overheard the guild members' chatter and realized the guy's gluttonous nature that Liu Mang was utterly disappointed, wishing he could kick the big orc a couple of times.

"Chief, let me have a full meal, please?" The large orc was clearly oblivious to social cues. Even with Hexagram glaring at him fiercely, he still remembered to ask for food...

Although Hexagram loathed this guy, he felt this was the perfect opportunity to show generosity and win people over, so he waved his hand and said, "Of course, this chief will give you a full meal today..."

He then ordered Pike to go to the kitchen and get some rations for the large orc.

The meal was eaten in a whirlwind, leaving everyone dumbfounded. What did "devouring everything in a whirlwind" even mean?

After seeing this guy's eating speed, "devouring everything in a whirlwind" was nothing!

In no time, the guy had eaten enough for at least ten people's meals, and was still patting his stomach, complaining of hunger!

Hexagram's curiosity was piqued. Wow, he'd never seen anyone eat this much! He'd see just how much this guy could eat!

So, Hexagram kept asking the large orc for more food. After a while, the large orc finally straightened up. Patting his stomach, he let out a satisfied burp and uttered a statement that shocked everyone: "It's been so long since I've eaten half-full..."

Six-Mane stared at him, dumbfounded, as if he'd seen a ghost. Holy crap, that's ridiculous! This guy ate so much and he's still only half-full...

"Chief, you're a good person, so loyal! From now on, I'll follow you, as long as I can eat my fill every meal!" the orc said in a gruff voice.

He didn't even give Six-Mane a chance to speak. The orc walked straight to the registration circle, muttering, "I'm going to steal that money back. I can't let the chief waste his gold coins."

His long, thin body resembled a telephone pole. His words were naturally met with scorn. This guy, during gang fights, only knew how to yell "I'm hungry" and retreat; he had no other skills. And he thought he could steal gold coins? What a joke!

The selection of personal guards had finally begun.

For a moment, fists and feet flew wildly across the arena, the burly orcs and stocky dwarves kicking up clouds of dust.

They were clearly giving it their all for that thousand gold coins. As for the elves, relying on their magical talent, even with limited spell levels, they managed to unleash a few fireballs and wind blades… it was quite a spectacle, sometimes slicing their opponents' groins and burning off their pubic hair, sometimes stabbing their opponents' buttocks with ice spikes…

In short, after a series of battles, most of the victors were the arrogant elves.

Pike looked smugly at Hexagram; these victors were basically those he had previously selected, proving that he hadn't boasted at the beginning, and also demonstrating his confidence in successfully placing his most loyal subordinates by Hexagram's side.

The losers, bruised and battered, retreated to the side, their eyes fixed on the crystal card in Hexagram's hand, flashing green light.

Unfortunately, they could only gamble with the card now. Lacking the skill, they could only look at the gold coins and give up!

"My turn!"

the tall orc boomed, swaying as he entered the arena. He faced a burly, powerful dwarf who had just won.

The two opponents looked utterly comical. The orc was three times the dwarf's height, but the dwarf's thick arms were almost as long as the orc's thighs…

"Pris, you fucking want to fight me?!" the dwarf roared, brandishing his fist.

"Fight then! Who's afraid of who?!" the orc replied nonchalantly.

"Don't forget how I used to beat you up. Damn it, today I'll beat you so badly your own mother won't recognize you!" the dwarf raged.

The large orc, Priss, glared at the dwarf and said, "Fight if you want! Enough with the nonsense! I'm going to beat you all down and go eat with the chief. Hmph, today I'll settle the score with you while I'm full. You even stole a piece of my meat last time!"

Priss's disdain enraged the dwarf, who roared and lowered his head. His thick, short body, containing immense power, charged forward like a cannonball.

Priss imitated his roar. Then, without moving his body, he simply extended his long, thin arm and accurately pressed it against the dwarf's head.

To everyone, this dwarf always relied on strength; not to mention someone like Priss, even the strongest orcs wouldn't be able to withstand his charge.

Suddenly, something astonishing happened.

Despite the dwarf's powerful thrust, Priss's body remained completely still; his large hand firmly gripped the dwarf's head.

Chapter 215 The Dwarf's fists and feet, accompanied by a startling whoosh, relentlessly attacked...

Haha ... Hexagram laughed wildly, "Damn it! This is too funny! Under Pris's massive hand, the dwarf's fists and feet couldn't even touch a hair on Pris's head. He was panting heavily, unable to escape Pris's grip! "I don't want to waste my energy on you, or I'll get hungry again!" Pris shouted. With a sudden jerk of his arm, he flung the dwarf's body far away, sending him crashing to the ground with a thud. The dwarf groaned for a while before finally getting up. He glared angrily at Pris, but dared not challenge him again! "Who else? Hurry up. I'm hungry!" Pris said, scanning the others. Then, the victors went up one by one, only to slink back down in disgrace. The previously harmless and only ever-hungry Priss was now a completely different person after his meal. He possessed immense strength and incredible speed, even overwhelming the elves. Often, before they could even finish chanting their spells, they were sent flying by Priss's massive fists… and this was only when he was half-full! Hexagram's eyes gleamed. A talent! Absolutely a genius! The Wandering Soul stared at Priss in astonishment. His deep eyes flashed, but his expressionless face made it impossible for anyone to discern his thoughts. Meanwhile, Pike's face flushed and paled by turns. He had thought his plan was a sure success, but then Priss appeared out of nowhere! Had this guy been bitten by a mad dog today? How did he suddenly become so insane! As Priss kicked away an orc brethren almost twice his size, he seized the opportunity, turning to Hexagram and saying, "Chief. I want to eat my fill!" Damn it! Now, forget about eating his fill. Even with higher demands, Hexagram would agree without hesitation. Hearing Pulis's request, Hexagram nodded repeatedly with a smile. Then, turning to look at Pike's distorted face, he felt a surge of resentment. After a while, Pulis plopped down on the ground. Ignoring his opponent's attacks, his stomach rumbled like thunder. He patted his stomach listlessly and cried out, "I'm not fighting anymore, I'm not fighting anymore, I'm hungry. I have no strength left!"

The opponent happened to be an elf. Having seen his companions, some stronger than himself, defeated by this glutton, he was still shaken, unsure whether to concede or bravely take a punch.

But now, seeing Pulis sitting on the ground, yelling about being hungry again, he was overjoyed. He quickly unleashed two wind blades, slashing Pulis's arm twice.

Pike, who had been feeling dejected, seized the opportunity and rushed to the center of the arena. He lifted the elf's arm and shouted, "This round, Ab wins!"

Then, without waiting for any objections, he was about to announce that this elf named Ab would be Hexagram's personal bodyguard.

Hexagram slowly said, "Damn it, damn it, do I choose the bodyguard or you choose the bodyguard!"

This remark left Pike speechless. Being scolded in front of so many people by this ignorant fellow, even though he was the nominal leader, made Pike lose face. He snorted coldly, about to say something.

At this moment, the wandering spirit suddenly said, "Of course, it's to choose guards for the leader. Please choose your own guards." He then gave Pike a wink, stopping his impulsive act.

Hexagram smiled smugly. He casually tossed the crystal card in front of Priss, saying, "This gold coin is yours. From now on, you'll be my personal guard, and I guarantee you'll eat your fill!"

Hearing about food, Priss, ignoring the pain in his arm, quickly stood up, picked up the crystal card, and said, "Where's the food? I'm starving!" Hexagram, having found such a capable and lively character, and having caused Pike and the wandering spirit to suffer a hidden loss, couldn't help but feel pleased. He

said smugly, "This leader will take you to a grand feast! Come on, follow this leader to the Desire Restaurant!"

With Pulis driving off...

Yan Xuan stood at the entrance of the Desire Restaurant, secretly disappointed. Damn it, it's a cloudy day today! He was so hoping for a scorching sunbath to vent his frustration.

Last night was a nightmare; even now, if the other half of the ghost's face appeared in his mind, Yan Xuan couldn't help but shudder. That shows how terrifying that half of the ghost's face was...

Due to last night's heavy rain, the Desire Restaurant was exceptionally damp today.

The gloomy sky was oppressive, and the damp environment only worsened his mood. He was extremely irritable.

From morning until now, Yan Xuan had been scolded by Tang Jing at least countless times. Even the usually gentle Su Ying always had a sullen face, as if she disliked everyone.

Under these circumstances, Yan Xuan could only proceed cautiously, afraid of causing any unnecessary trouble...

Damn it, today is truly my "unlucky day"! Yan Xuan muttered curses under his breath, as if all his bad luck had started with the appearance of Da Nian Zhang. That damned old man should be dealt with!

Just as Yan Xuan was lost in thought, a pungent smell wafted over.

According to the routine of the past few days, at this time, it would definitely be that Brown delivering one of those flower baskets with small magic circles again.

Speaking of which, Yan Xuan actually admired Sima Huan quite a bit; his perseverance in pursuing women was truly admirable!

Damn it, it's just that that guy's target was the wrong woman—he actually wanted to pursue Lin Jiayi? Damn it, isn't that stealing his own woman? Damn it, not cursing his ancestors for eighteen generations is already being very kind!

When Lin Jiayi accepted the flower basket, she was expressionless, only nodding, without even a word of thanks.

Her cold and aloof demeanor seemed to have returned to what it used to be, except that... Lin Jiayi was now even more beautiful than before, her mature charm and aloofness blending together to create a unique allure.

Among the discreet comparisons made by the guests, Lin Jiayi's charm had clearly surpassed Tang Jing and Su Ying, making her the undisputed queen of the Desire Restaurant!

Watching Lin Jiayi's voluptuous and sexy body pass by, seeing her swaying, plump buttocks, and smelling her alluring fragrance, Yan Xuan couldn't help but feel a surge of desire, secretly deciding to find time to properly enjoy this slave girl's beautiful body!

Bo Lang had also grown accustomed to Lin Jiayi's coldness. After respectfully presenting the flower basket and expressing Sima Huan's admiration for Lin Jiayi, he turned and left the Desire Restaurant.

When the fragrance of the flower basket filled the Desire Restaurant after the magic circle was activated, the freshness of nature dispelled the oppressive heat of the weather, and the discussions in the restaurant increased; everyone's mood seemed to have improved considerably.

Even Tang Jing and Su Ying, who had maintained a sullen expression, started chatting and laughing with Lin Jiayi behind the bar…

“Sister Lin Jiayi, it seems that Sima Huan is quite sincere,” Su Ying said with a grin.

Tang Jing pouted and said, “What sincerity? He sends flower baskets every day. If he were truly sincere, why doesn’t he show up himself?”

Su Ying laughed, “He’s someone of some standing, so naturally he cares about his reputation. Sister Lin Jiayi, you’re always so cold and aloof, pfft, he wouldn’t dare come!”

Lin Jiayi smiled and said, “Alright, you two, stop teasing your sister.”

Su Ying looked at Lin Jiayi with a mischievous grin and said, “Sister Lin Jiayi, to be honest, aren’t you even a little bit tempted? It’s not easy to find a man as devoted as him.”

Lin Jiayi’s face instantly darkened. Tempted? Did she still have that right?

Sadness once again filled Lin Jiayi’s heart. It seemed that the nightmare of that devil had completely destroyed her! However, after Lin Jiayi had completely come to terms with things a few days ago, she had already regained her strong character, though she was still sad. But she was no longer the timid, resentful woman she had been in the past. Her face darkened for a moment, then a smile appeared.

Tang Jing suddenly said, "Sister Lin Jiayi, do you already have someone you like? Otherwise, why are you always so cold to men?"

Su Ying's eyes also lit up; women always love gossip, and Tang Jing's question was undoubtedly the most interesting kind of gossip.

"Ah..." Lin Jiayi was taken aback by the question, and thinking of her lesbian sexual orientation, she couldn't help but blush. "Tang Jing, what nonsense are you talking about?" Lin Jiayi replied dismissively. Then, to change the subject, she smiled mischievously

and said, "You must have someone you like, right? Where did that handsome elf go? It's like he vanished! Sigh... Doesn't he know there's a beautiful woman in the Desire Restaurant who's thinking about him?" Tang Jing's face immediately turned bright red, as if covered by two red cloths. She lowered her head, gently blowing on her lips, and said shyly, "Sister Lin Jiayi, why are you teasing me like that!" Su Ying, seeing this amusingly, quickly seized the opportunity to tease Tang Jing, adding, "You should really ask Yan Xuan if that dress is still there? Otherwise, could you have Yan Xuan convey your feelings for you?" After saying this, Lin Jiayi and Su Ying laughed together. Tang Jing was being teased. Her face flushed even more, her head lowered, wishing she could bury herself deep in her cleavage. However, upon hearing Su Ying's words, a barely perceptible glint of joy flashed in her eyes. After serving the new customer, Yan Xuan deliberately stood not far from the bar. His eyes kept stealing glances at Lin Jiayi. Every movement of Lin Jiayi seemed to tug at his soul, especially her laughter. The trembling of her full breasts further stimulated his hormones, causing a surge of heat in his lower abdomen. "You're quite the ladies' man! That woman is truly a stunner! Alas... it's just a pity your training methods are so poor!"

"Da Nian?" Zhang's voice suddenly echoed in Yan Xuan's mind. That old bastard had finally shown up! Yan Xuan blurted out, "Damn!

" This subconscious sound was so loud it even startled Tang Jing, Su Ying, and Lin Jiayi behind the bar. Tang Jing glared at Yan Xuan and shouted, "You bastard, what are you yelling about?!"

Yan Xuan hurriedly bowed and said, "Miss Tang Jing, I'm sorry, I... I saw a bug..." He then feigned concern and quickly walked to the shadow of a table, stomped on the ground, and then bent down as if to pick something up. He turned and walked to the door, swinging his arm.

Tang Jing glared at Yan Xuan and said, "How do you usually clean?! There's a bug in the Desire Restaurant! Do you want me to teach you a lesson?!"

Yan Xuan quickly shook his head.

Lin Jiayi suddenly said, "Never mind, maybe the bug was brought in by the flower basket."

Yan Xuan looked at Lin Jiayi in surprise, not understanding why she would speak up for him. Could he really have been trained to such a docile degree that he actually knows how to speak up for his master?

"Don't be so conceited! That woman wants to tear you to pieces! And she's speaking up for you?" The old man's mocking voice was like a bucket of cold water, making Yan Xuan feel both ashamed and angry.

But in front of Tang Jing and the others, he couldn't do anything out of line. He could only grit his teeth and secretly remember everything this old man had done, making him pay for everything, old and new!

"Get lost! Just looking at you annoys me!" Tang Jing cursed.

Yan Xuan could only slink to the door and resume his duties of entertaining guests. Taking advantage of Tang Jing and the others' inattention, Yan Xuan turned back and glared fiercely at Tang Jing's large breasts, fantasizing about them countless times before secretly cursing and suppressing his anger.

On New Year's Eve, Zhang seemed to have predicted the overcast day, making it impossible for Yanxuan to discipline him. So he became even more incessant, spouting nonsense about women's psychology and training methods. His methods were incredibly bizarre, leaving Yanxuan speechless.

For a moment, Yanxuan even forgot how hateful the old man was. He listened with great interest.

Just as he was hearing the exciting part about how the old man had successfully used bondage and aphrodisiacs to make a woman beg him to mount her, the old man's voice abruptly stopped.

"Damn it, why did you stop! Tell me, she begged you. Did you just go for it, or did you continue training her using other methods?" Yanxuan asked anxiously.

"To hear what happens next, stay tuned for the next installment..."

After asking for a while, the old man blurted out something that almost drove Yanxuan crazy!

Damn it! "Isn't this the same trick storytellers used to whet your appetite in my past life?" Yan Xuan

felt an urge to faint. "Kid, I'll tell you a little bit every day, so you won't always scare this old man with 'sunbathing' stuff." Da Nian Zhang said smugly.

So this old guy was deliberately using this method to avoid Yan Xuan actually punishing him, hehe... If you want to hear it every day, then you'd better be nice to this old man, Da Nian Zhang's meaning was self-evident.

Just as Yan Xuan and Da Nian Zhang were arguing about how much to tell each day, at least there should be a steamy and exciting part,

Liu Mang swaggered into the Desire Tavern, followed by the orc Priss, who was licking his lips, looking gluttonous, and occasionally touching his belly.

"Honorable guest. You've come again." Yan Xuan stepped forward and greeted him in a formulaic way.

Liu Mang nodded and said, "Your memory is not bad, you still recognize me." After saying that... He muttered to himself, "That's not wrong. In the entire city of Yanan, there aren't many people as handsome and charming as me, exuding such a pure and adorable aura..."

Yan Xuan almost vomited on the spot, his chubby face contorted as he struggled to suppress the urge to burst out laughing.

"What's wrong? Are you feeling unwell?" Liu Mang glanced at Yan Xuan and asked in surprise.

"Uh... no, nothing, this way please..." Yan Xuan forced back his laughter. He gestured for Liu Mang to go upstairs.

Liu Mang sat down casually in a chair, gesturing for Pulis to sit next to him. He said generously, "Bring us whatever good food you have, don't worry about us not having money."

Yan Xuan nodded and turned to go downstairs to prepare food and drinks.

And so, moments later, all eyes in the Desire Restaurant were drawn to Pulis. This guy fully displayed his gluttonous nature, eating until the world seemed to change color, and the food stored in the Desire Restaurant was disappearing at an incredibly fast rate.

Good heavens!

Where did this kid find such a treasure?!

He can eat like a madman!

Yan Xuan stared wide-eyed at Pris, who was stuffing food into his mouth with both hands, while Hexagram grinned and kept urging Pris to eat more.

At the same time, Yan Xuan thought to himself with amusement. Damn, thank goodness there are no buffets in this world, otherwise this guy's appearance would be a disaster for any buffet restaurant!

"Goodness. This is already the thirty-sixth piece of black bread..." a customer said with his mouth agape.

Another customer added, "You seem to have forgotten, this guy also drank seventeen bowls of vegetable garden at the same time..."

Even Tang Jing, Su Ying, and Lin Jiayi, attracted by the discussions upstairs and Yan Xuan's frequent trips downstairs to get food, went up to the second floor and witnessed this amazing scene.

"My God! This orc has such a good appetite." Su Ying exclaimed.

"Who cares! He's going to pay anyway. Hmph, if he tries to dine and dash, I'll beat him back everything he ate!" Tang Jing muttered.

When Yan Xuan was exhausted from carrying food up and down the stairs, his legs weak and his whole body weary, he finally heard a welcome sound. The glutton patted his stomach and let out a loud burp, saying, "Boss, I'm full!"

"Want some more?" Liu Mang asked with concern. Of course, a boss has to treat his subordinates well to win their hearts.

"Then let's go!" Liu Mang said, standing up. He then beckoned Yan Xuan to pay the bill.

After paying nearly a hundred gold coins, Liu Mang and Pulis swaggered out of the Desire Restaurant…

Afterwards, a heated discussion erupted in the Desire Restaurant, along with Tang Jing yelling at Yan Xuan, scolding him for not storing enough food.

Yan Xuan sat dejectedly on a chair near the door, muttering, "Damn it, where did this guy get such a glutton? He eats like crazy!"

Da Nian Zhang sighed.

Yan Xuan asked in confusion, "I told you not to go sunbathing, why are you still sighing like that?"

Da Nian Zhang said, "Kid, everything you did last night was a waste."

Yan Xuan asked in surprise, "What do you mean? What did I do?"

"Didn't you give him the Overlord Ring? I just discovered that the Overlord Ring can't completely fuse with him; it only enhances his acuity. Because his physique is too weak, he ultimately can't withstand such immense power. No wonder he reacted so strongly after wearing the Overlord Ring last night!" Da Nian Zhang said.

"Huh? Damn, didn't you say the Ring of Tyrant is for everyone?"

"That's true! The Ring of Tyrant can indeed increase a person's strength by dozens or even hundreds of times, but think about it, if an ant's strength increases dozens or even hundreds of times, can it kill an elephant? Now it seems like it's a real waste to give the Ring of Tyrant to that kid!" Da Nian Zhang explained.

Yan Xuan said nonchalantly, "What's there to regret? As long as I don't feel bad, that thing is fine. Keeping it won't be of much use to me anyway. I'll just leave it with my apprentice. Damn it, I didn't even say it was a pity, so what are you whining about? It's like the emperor isn't worried, but you, you damn eunuch, are!

Chapter 217: What Exactly Is It?

Da Nian Zhang said loudly, "You brat, don't you appreciate it? I'm doing all this for your own good! You gave him the Overlord Ring to enhance his strength, but now the Overlord Ring's effects are limited. Your efforts have been wasted!"

Yan Xuan didn't realize how important Da Nian Zhang's words were. In his view, giving the Overlord Ring to Hexagram was simply to increase his self-defense capabilities and also to make Yan Xuan feel better, after all, he had been a master once, but couldn't pass on anything to others. So he used the Overlord Ring to make up for his guilt.

Yan Xuan appeared indifferent, his thoughts seemingly sensed by Da Nian Zhang. So, Da Nian Zhang didn't dwell on the matter, instead changing the subject to the very thing that troubled Yan Xuan most…

“Hey kid, when are you planning to start your operation?” Da Nian Zhang suddenly asked.

Yan Xuan was taken aback, completely bewildered. “Old man, what operation? Why are you always jumping around like this? Damn it!”

“Virgin blood…” Da Nian Zhang chuckled eerily. The terrifying,

eerie face of the wandering ghost immediately flashed through Yan Xuan's mind, sending chills down his spine. The weather outside was sweltering, yet Yan Xuan couldn't help but shiver.

God! Why is this old man so persistent? I'd rather die than get that monster's virgin blood!

Yan Xuan cried out inwardly. Screaming, in pain, frustrated, and contemplating killing this old bastard to silence him…

Da Nian sighed and said, “Is appearance really that important? Sigh…”

“Bullshit. If appearance weren’t important, why were all those famous beauties you trained back then? Why didn’t you go find a sow…” Yan Xuan retorted stiffly.

Da Nian Zhang was taken aback by the scolding, then chuckled strangely, "Heh heh... That makes sense, that makes sense. Appearance does seem to be very important... But, in that case, you can change her appearance."

Yan Xuan asked doubtfully, "Change her appearance? The way she is. Can you change it? Do you think I'm a god, or do you think you are?"

"That woman is a pitiful person. Her change in appearance is entirely due to her disregard for her physical condition and forcefully enhancing her necromancy. Moreover, she even had the audacity to fuse necromancy with battle aura. I dare say, she must be an unprecedented dual cultivator of necromancy and martial arts. It's really strange. The fact that she's still alive is simply a miracle. You know..."

Da Nian Zhang went on and on, explaining to Yan Xuan about necromancy, martial arts, the choices and taboos of dual cultivators, and so on. A series of knowledge that Yan Xuan had never heard of before. To be honest, these words spoken by an authority from over six hundred years ago would be absolutely ecstatic to anyone. But for Yanxuan, all he felt was that this old geezer was incredibly noisy…

The reason was that Yanxuan had tried to listen… but found he couldn't understand a thing!

Only things that could be understood were valuable; this kind of incomprehensible knowledge, even if highly valuable, was utterly useless.

Yanxuan finally impatiently interrupted Da Nian Zhang's endless lecture, frowning, and conveyed his thoughts: "Hey. Okay, okay, are you kidding me? You've been rambling on and on for so long, it's all nonsense! I just want to know how to change her appearance, what's the point of all this useless stuff?"

"Useless stuff!" Da Nian Zhang exclaimed in surprise. If he could physically stand in front of Yanxuan right now, he'd probably stare his eyes out. Was this damn guy a blockhead? He had so painstakingly explained such precious magical knowledge to this boy, and not only was the boy ungrateful, he even insulted this old man…

Da Nian Zhang felt an urge to go crazy, but unfortunately, given his current situation, all he could do was rage.

After a long silence, Da Nian Zhang finally revealed the method. It wasn't because he had exceptional patience, but because the virgin blood of a woman whose body contained powerful necromancy energy was extremely effective against him. Necromancy was a type of dark energy, which was immensely beneficial to a soul like Da Nian Zhang's, which was parasitic within a chastity charm ring created using purely dark methods!

"I sense the intense, fiery energy within you. If you control this energy and periodically cleanse that girl's meridians, you'll diminish the intensity of the necromancy energy. You see, the reason that girl is like this is because the necromancy energy and battle qi within her have lost their balance. The necromancy is too strong, currently devouring her body cells. When the necromancy energy diminishes and is completely suppressed by the battle qi, that girl's body will return to normal..."

Then, to further motivate Yan Xuan, Da Nian added, "Kid, you've seen half of her face...tsk tsk. It's absolutely stunning! Imagine when the other half of her face becomes that beautiful too..."

It's no exaggeration to say that Da Nian's words were incredibly persuasive. Hearing this, Yan Xuan couldn't help but picture an incomparably beautiful face, and a surge of curiosity and anticipation welled up within him.

Just as Yanxuan was lost in his reverie,

Tang Jing's voice pulled him back to reality: "Yanxuan, you're going to die! What are you daydreaming about? Can't you see Miss Jing Sa is waiting for you to greet her?"

Yanxuan snapped back to reality and only then noticed that Jing Sa was already sitting in a chair not far from him, smiling at him.

However, that smile seemed very fake to Yanxuan, purely a pretense.

Yanxuan couldn't help but think, this woman really has some perseverance... What exactly is her purpose in being so persistent?

After a long period of thought, Jing Sa finally chose to bow to reality. The boundaries she had set for herself when seducing Yanxuan now seemed to be a complete burden. That damned half-elf was incredibly slick, seemingly simple-minded to the point of being foolish, but actually very cunning, and her ability to feign ignorance was unparalleled.

For such a despicable fellow, it seemed impossible to seduce him without offering some real incentive…

So, after much deliberation, Jing Sa had to painfully make a decision for herself. For her sister Yana, for the entire Dark Elf race, what did a little sacrifice matter?

After all, her original purpose meant offering her body to that handsome elf to grant Yana absolute freedom; her body would be defiled sooner or later anyway. So what was this small sacrifice compared to what was to come? Since she had already decided to rescue Yana, she might as well completely let herself go!

As she decided to let go, to no longer hold back, and simply do whatever was necessary to achieve her goal, Jing Sa felt immense sorrow. She felt that her current thoughts were those of a wanton woman. This shame tormented her soul, almost driving her mad!

“Miss Jing Sa, what do you need? I'm sorry, I didn't notice your arrival just now, please forgive me,” Yan Xuan said, bowing as he approached Jing Sa.

A flicker of disgust crossed Jing Sa's eyes, but she quickly smiled charmingly and said, "You must be exhausted. How could I blame you? Just bring me some food. If you'd like, I see there aren't many guests right now, so you can sit here and rest. Don't worry, if Miss Tang Jing and the others blame you, I'll speak up for you."

Yan Xuan looked around and was surprised to find that most of the customers in the Desire Restaurant had left, and most of the seats were empty.

While communicating with Da Nian and Zhang using his consciousness, Yan Xuan had been working entirely on instinct, appearing somewhat absent-minded to outsiders. He himself, too, hadn't noticed the changes in the Desire Restaurant because his attention was completely elsewhere.

After bringing Jing Sa some simple food, Yan Xuan hesitated.

Looking at Jing Sa's stunning face and graceful figure, it was inevitable that Yan Xuan felt a little itchy. Faced with such a beautiful woman's invitation, even though he knew she must have some ulterior motive, he couldn't resist the urge to engage in some pretense of friendship with her. Firstly, he was curious to know what this woman wanted; secondly, and more shamelessly, given his previous encounter with Jing Sa—his self-created strange etiquette had almost swollen her delicate hands from kissing—Yan Xuan wanted to gain even more advantage from this woman.

"Why aren't you sitting down?" Jing Sa raised an eyebrow and glanced at Yan Xuan, asking softly.

"There are still guests waiting for me here..." Yan Xuan said hesitantly.

"It's alright. You can get up again when there are guests to attend to. Really, I really want you to rest. Seeing you endlessly busy makes me feel a little sad..." A look of pity appeared in Jing Sa's eyes.

Chapter 218 Jing Sa Being Taken Advantage Of

"I... Miss Jing Sa, I really don't know what to say... You're the first person to sympathize with me like this..." Yan Xuan said, deeply moved, taking a step forward. He had the urge to hug her hand and kiss it, but then seemed to realize that the environment didn't allow him to do so, stopping in his tracks, his face full of sadness and regret.

"Sit down. Take a rest," Jing Sa said again.

Yan Xuan glanced at the bar and saw Tang Jing, Su Ying, and Lin Jiayi talking animatedly. He then plopped down in the chair next to Jing Sa, subtly shifting the chair closer as he sat down.

When Yan Xuan was almost touching Jing Sa, the faint fragrance emanating from her body wafted into his nose, and he could even feel the warmth emanating from her body. Looking down, he saw the alluring folds of her tight dress against her legs, and the curves of her breasts in his vision…

everything made Yan Xuan dizzy with desire…

Jing Sa also sensed the awkwardness. Seeing this humble half-elf staring at her body without any restraint, and noticing his increasingly heavy breathing, she felt an urge to kick him away. Unfortunately, faced with such a lecherous gaze, she had to constantly remind herself to be patient, constantly reminding herself of her important purpose.

"Pervert, what are you peeking at..." Jing Sa chuckled softly, shifting her body slightly away from Yan Xuan. This wouldn't solve anything, but at least it would make her feel better.

Yan Xuan's face flushed instantly. He said shyly, "Miss Jing Sa... I'm... I'm sorry..."

Just as Yan Xuan was secretly laughing, completely immersed in playing the role of a shy, foolish character, the old man in the chastity ring suddenly blurted out, "Idiot!"

This definitely fueled Yan Xuan's acting passion. He secretly clutched the chastity ring in his hand and cursed, "Get lost, stop bothering me!"

"Kid, I'm even jealous of your good fortune with women! However, your current level is still too poor. It's making me anxious!" the old man said.

Yan Xuan's eyes lit up immediately. "Old man, I almost forgot. You're a hardcore pervert, so, do you have a more fun way to deal with this situation?"

Da Nian Zhang said smugly, "I've played with these night elves before, I'm super familiar with their bodies. Want me to teach you a couple of tricks? Hehe..." Yan Xuan nodded repeatedly

.

Jing Sa looked at Yan Xuan strangely. What's wrong with this lowly half-elf? He looks so lost. Is my charm really that great? But... I haven't even used any of the methods I thought of to seduce him yet.

Hmm... why is this damn guy nodding so vigorously? I didn't ask him anything.

Jing Sa asked in surprise, "Yan Xuan, what's wrong?"

Yan Xuan immediately came back to his senses and quickly smiled, "N-nothing..." "

Then why are you nodding so vigorously?" Jing Sa asked.

"Uh... my neck suddenly cramped up..." Yan Xuan pretended to be in pain and rubbed his neck.

At this moment, Da Nian Zhang said, "Kid, for a Night Elf's body, the area above the ankle and the back of the knee are sensitive areas... Hehe, it's your turn now, give this old man a good performance..."

*Bang!*

As Yan Xuan withdrew his hand from his neck, he accidentally bumped into a wine glass on the table. The glass fell to the ground, and the wine inside splashed all over Jing Sa's feet and legs.

"Oh dear. Miss Jing Sa. I'm so sorry, I didn't mean to. Let me wipe it for you, let me wipe it for you." Yan Xuan quickly apologized, and without waiting for Jing Sa's reaction, he quickly crouched down and took out a greasy rag to

wipe Jing Sa's legs. Jing Sa cursed Yan Xuan inwardly. Then, seeing the greasy rag wiping her fair legs, she felt extremely disgusted. Just as she was about to pull Yan Xuan up to stop him, she suddenly felt as if Yan Xuan had accidentally pinched her ankle while wiping it.

Hmm…

an unprecedented tingling sensation surged through her body in that area, making it impossible for her to bend over to stop it…

“There’s some here too, Miss Jing Sa, I’ll definitely wipe it clean for you.” Yan Xuan’s rag moved up her jade-like legs, reaching another sensitive spot that Da Nian Zhang had pointed out—the back of her knee.

An even more tingling sensation swept through her body when Yan Xuan seemed to have accidentally pressed on the back of her knee. Jing Sa’s body was sore and weak that she had to lean over the table, one hand reaching under the table, weakly trying to stop Yan Xuan’s actions.

Suddenly. Yan Xuan grabbed Jing Sa's hand and said with utmost sincerity, "Miss Jing Sa, please believe in my loyalty to you. Please take me away. Having a master like you who cares for me is my greatest dream..."

As he spoke, to demonstrate his loyalty, Yan Xuan began that shameless and despicable "hometown etiquette" again

... In a frenzy of kissing, Jing Sa's delicate hand was covered in saliva...

Just as Yan Xuan was about to attack another sensitive area on her arm, Su Ying's surprised voice suddenly came: "Where's Yan Xuan? Where did Yan Xuan go?"

Yan Xuan inwardly groaned in regret and reluctantly crawled out from under the table, saying, "I'm here. Miss Jing Sa's wine glass fell on the floor. I'm picking it up for her."

He even waved the wine glass he had picked up... "

The guests at table number three on the second floor want to settle their bill. Go and get it." Su Ying placed a bill on the bar.

Yan Xuan nodded hurriedly and whispered to Jing Sa, "Miss Jing Sa, I'll be leaving for a moment. If possible, I'll come back and talk to you properly later."

With a wicked smile, he walked to the bar, picked up the bill, and headed upstairs.

As the soreness in her body gradually subsided, Jing Sa looked at her greasy, blackened legs and the drool still clinging to her hands, and felt a sudden urge to go crazy.

Recalling the words of that lowly and shameless half-elf who said he would come to keep her company later, no matter how determined Jing Sa was, she couldn't control her urge to run away...

She quickly got up, dropped two copper coins, and hurried upstairs to her room.

"Huh... Miss Jing Sa's legs are so dark..." Su Ying said suspiciously.

"Yeah, I haven't seen her go out! Could she have gotten them in our shop? Is our restaurant that dirty?" Tang Jing was also puzzled.

Hmm...

Finally, the two reached a consensus, "It seems we should have Yan Xuan clean the entire restaurant thoroughly again!"

In the headquarters of the Hermit Guild, Zheng Ke, Brown, and Butcher Suk sat in chairs, comfortably drinking fruit wine that was still steaming in their glasses.

The mellow and wonderful aroma of the wine filled the room, making people feel comfortable and lazy at the same time.

The hourglass on the table was getting smaller and smaller as time passed.

Suk's small eyes were fixed on the hourglass, a bloodthirsty glint growing ever brighter within them.

Behind this quiet and peaceful facade lay the stench of blood. The five-day deadline was fast approaching. If the new leader of the Black Blood Society hadn't registered by then, the Hermit Guild would use slaughter to maintain their supreme authority in the underworld of Yharnam City.

Brown glanced at Suk, took a small sip of fruit wine, and chuckled, saying, "Our butcher's itching for a fight again, huh..."

Suk chuckled, making no attempt to hide his excitement. He rubbed his hands together and said, "I'm really looking forward to it. It's been a long time since I've tasted blood!"

Zheng Ke suddenly said, "Do you think you're a match for that elf? I think if we really have to fight, we should request the Guild Master to mobilize the Elders' Hall."

Suk's expression froze, his eyes fixed on Zheng Ke with resentment. At this moment, Zheng Ke's words undoubtedly boosted the other's arrogance and diminished his own.

Zheng Ke met Su Ke's gaze without flinching, and gradually, the sharp glint in Su Ke's eyes dimmed. Although Zheng Ke's words were harsh, Su Ke had to admit that he had absolutely no confidence in dealing with that handsome elf.

*Bang!*

Su Ke vented his anger on his wine glass, downing the scalding fruit wine in one gulp before slamming the glass to the ground and shouting, "Damn it, where did that elf come from? We don't know anything about him!" Zheng Ke said, "That's true. According to the intelligence system, no clues about that handsome elf were

found

in Yharnam City. It's as if he appeared out of thin air that night. And after that night, he vanished without a trace..."

"What about the Black Blood Society? Didn't You Hun say that the elf was already the new leader of the Black Blood Society?" Su Ke asked suspiciously.

"According to reports from the Black Blood Society's insiders, that elf hasn't appeared since that night. What's left in the Black Blood Society is that kid," Zheng Ke replied.

"Which kid?" Su Ke asked.

Zheng Ke took a small sip of fruit wine. Suddenly, he laughed and said, "You forgot? It's that kid who likes to bully others and even curses us!"

Su Ke chuckled and said, "Damn it, just thinking about that kid makes me angry. I'll tear his mouth apart sooner or later!"

Brown, who had been silent until now, suddenly said, "Time's almost up. I should go ask the guild leader how we're going to handle this."

"What's there to ask? Of course, we'll follow the usual procedure! For this kind of thing, of course, we have to kill, kill, kill!" Su Ke stood up abruptly and shouted sharply. Brown

waved his hand and said, "I'll go ask him. The guild leader seems to have a different idea about this than usual."

Zheng Ke and Su Ke knew that Brown was actually quite weak. However, the reason he held a significant position in the Hermit Guild was because he was clever enough to understand the guild leader's thoughts. Therefore, when Brown said that Sima Huan had other ideas about this matter, neither Zheng Ke nor Su Ke doubted him.

Just then, a dwarf dressed as a waiter strode in and whispered, "The new leader of the Black Blood Society has come to register!"

Zheng Ke's face immediately relaxed. Having witnessed Yan Xuan's display of strength that night, the cunning Zheng Ke was absolutely unwilling to face such a powerful opponent.

Su Ke, on the other hand, seemed quite pleased with himself. After all, how smug was it that such a powerful figure had ultimately remained hidden beneath the feet of the Hermit Guild?

Su Ke waved his hand and said, "Let him in."

The dwarf responded and quickly retreated.

Six Mang, with Priss in tow, followed the dwarf, filled with curiosity. If Pike hadn't gloated and pointed out that this was the location of the Hermit Guild's registration point, he wouldn't have believed that such a dilapidated and shabby trading post could be the secret location of the Hermit Guild.

"Damn it. This place is fucking shabby!" Hexagram shouted. "Priss, don't you think so?"

"Yeah, boss, this place is even worse than our Blackblood Society!" Priss, who had just finished eating, said in a hoarse voice.

The dwarf leading the way turned around and looked at Hexagram and Priss with disdain, saying, "No loud noises!"

Hexagram immediately glared at him and said, "Are you talking to me? Damn, you're just a scaredy-cat. I'm a leader, for goodness' sake. If you were one of my men, I'd beat your ass to a pulp!"

Then, Hexagram added, "No loud noises? I'm going to spit!"

After saying that, he spat out a mouthful of phlegm with a "smack." Then, Hexagram encouraged Priss, saying, "Big guy, didn't you just eat? It's been digesting for so long, aren't you going to pee? It would be even better if you had some poop..." Priss

frowned. With a troubled expression, he said, "Boss, I really don't have any! How about this? When I have some, we'll come back here to settle this, okay?"

"Damn, big guy, that's a really great idea! Remember this place, okay? We should fertilize the flowers and plants in this yard more often..." Six Mang chuckled mischievously.

This guy's problem was that he always wanted to stir up trouble. Whenever he had someone to rely on, his words and actions were always full of provocation.

Although Yan Xuan wasn't with him at the moment, there was still the well-fed Priss, and this big guy's strength was not to be underestimated! Especially after wearing the Overlord Ring, Six Mang felt that every move he made was full of power, and he was subordinate to no one except Yan Xuan.

In fact, the reason he obediently registered with the Hermit Guild wasn't, as Pike thought, Six Mang's compromise, but rather that this guy was determined to cause trouble.

The dwarf servant rolled his eyes in exasperation at Hexagram and Pris's disgusting words. You see, in the past, gang leaders had always been incredibly respectful when they came here, even to him, their servant, frequently offering him gold coins as a gesture of goodwill.

But these two not only refused to give him any gold, but also brazenly declared they were going to defecate and urinate there…

Good heavens!

Had the authority of the Hermit Guild vanished completely?

These two were committing blatant blasphemy!

The dwarf attendant immediately decided to embellish their report to Lord Brown later!

Soon, led by the dwarf attendant, Hexagram and Priss approached the house.

When Hexagram and Priss's disrespectful and clearly provocative words reached Brown and the others, Suk abruptly stood up, ready to rush out and teach this foul-mouthed brat a lesson.

"Suk, calm down. Don't you think this kid is doing it on purpose? Don't be so impulsive. The gang assessment is in a few days. Then, will you still worry about not having anyone to teach him a lesson?" Zheng Ke said in a low voice.

Suk angrily sat down, and just as he did, he heard Hexagram shouting outside, "Are you even breathing?! I'm here to register!"

In fact, Hexagram's arrogance stemmed from a complete lack of understanding of the seriousness of the situation. Having just acquired the Overlord's Ring and the Priss barrier, he was even more emboldened. His actions were simply to avoid embarrassing Yan Xuan. You see, he represents his revered, unparalleled, and incredibly handsome master!

Think about it carefully, is the Hermit Guild's status merely a fluke?

Hexagram, only seeing Zheng Ke and Su Ke, wouldn't know this. These two only handle peripheral affairs within the Hermit Guild; in short, they're just errand runners. The true strength of the Hermit Guild lies in its inner Elders' Hall…

When Hexagram and Pris entered the room, Hexagram, head held high, looked down on Brown, Zheng Ke, and Su Ke, displaying an arrogant and smug demeanor.

Not only was Su Ke furious, but even the more reserved Zheng Ke wanted to teach this arrogant fellow a lesson.

Just as Su Ke and the others were about to lose their temper,

a ripple suddenly appeared in the room, and a spatial portal appeared in the center. Then, with a broad smile, Sima Huan, carrying the flying magical beast in his arms, appeared in the room.

Upon appearing, before Suk and the others could even greet him, he looked at Liu Mang with interest and said, "Is he the new leader of the Black Blood Society you were talking about? You clearly said it was an elf..."

It has to be said, this bizarre way of making his entrance using spatial magic really startled Liu Mang. He rolled his eyes and said, "That's my master. My master ordered me to be this leader."

Sima Huan carefully examined Liu Mang, subtly releasing some of his energy to test Liu Mang's strength. In truth, he was truly interested in the handsome elf with immense power, but since this young man was that elf's apprentice, he could at least vaguely deduce the handsome elf's strength based on his own.

Suddenly, an invisible pressure arose in the room. This pressure gradually increased, forming a special aura that firmly enveloped Liu Mang in the center.

Sima Huan's face still wore that gentlemanly smile, but Liu Mang could no longer smile; the powerful pressure gradually made him feel suffocated.

When his body was under immense pressure, the Overlord Ring activated.

To everyone's astonishment, a golden halo began to emanate from the finger on which Liu Mang wore the Overlord Ring, instantly enveloping his entire body like a golden protective shield.

Sima Huan frowned, gently stroking the soft fur of the small flying magical beast. Everything seemed so casual, yet in that casual moment, the oppressive aura surrounding Liu Mang suddenly increased several levels in power.

Crack…

Chapter 220: The Beast Warrior

Liu Mang's outer golden protective shield shattered, and then the Overlord Ring on his finger also broke in two and fell to the ground. At the instant the Overlord Ring shattered, a faint golden halo flashed within it, spreading from Liu Mang's finger throughout his body, a layer of light that vanished in an instant.

When the body's protection failed, Liu Mang's body was already extremely vulnerable. How could an ordinary person withstand such power that even the Overlord's Ring couldn't withstand?

With a muffled groan, blood seeped from Liu Mang's mouth, nose, and eyes. Surprisingly, despite such severe internal injuries, an ordinary person would have already fainted. However, although Liu Mang looked miserable, his eyes didn't seem to show much pain.

Especially after a golden halo flashed in his eyes, even the last trace of pain disappeared...

My God!

What exactly happened when the Overlord's Ring shattered?

How come Liu Mang seems like a completely different person now? Putting aside everything else, his current physical strength is far superior to what it used to be!

This pressure was invisible and specifically targeted at Liu Mang. So much so that when the others first saw the Overlord's Ring on Liu Mang's body suddenly burst into golden light, they thought this arrogant young man was deliberately showing off his strength in front of Sima Huan.

Only now did they realize that in that instant, the Guild Master had unknowingly tested this young man's strength.

"Leader!" Seeing the six-pointed star's miserable state, Priss roared and lunged at it.

"Get back!" Butcher Suk finally seized an opportunity, his body radiating a halo of battle aura as he shot towards Priss like lightning. He casually unleashed a beam of battle aura at Priss's body.

Awooo...

Priss let out a beastly roar. His body showed no energy whatsoever. He simply relied on his bare flesh to slam into Suk's battle aura.

Two muffled groans followed!

Suk's small body rolled back like a ball of flesh, while Priss was sent flying a considerable distance. He coughed up two mouthfuls of blood!

Holy crap!

This is too astonishing!

The Hermit Guild members all knew Suk's strength, but seeing Suk unleash his battle aura only to be knocked back by a seemingly unremarkable orc with mere physical strength was beyond their comprehension...

Even Sima Huan's attention shifted to Priss lying on the ground, and then his eyes lit up. "The Beast Warriors haven't gone extinct yet..." he exclaimed in surprise.

"Awooo... Chief!"

Pris struggled to his feet, raising his head and letting out an even sharper, deeper roar. As he roared, his muscles bulged, the long, bristling hair characteristic of orcs stood on end, and his eyes filled with bloodshot veins. He charged towards Hexagram like a wild beast.

"Heh... interesting. A guy wielding the Ring of the Overlord, and an orc with Beast Warrior blood... heh... I'm even more looking forward to that powerful elf. I wonder what kind of surprise he'll bring me?"

Sith Sima chuckled to himself. As he spoke, his eyes lit up, and Pris was once again thrown back by an invisible force. The oppressive aura surrounding Hexagram vanished, leaving him limp on the ground, staring at Sith Sima in horror.

Even a fool would know he'd been tricked by this smiling man. Clearly, Hexagram was no fool!

"Register this little guy, and tell him the rules for the gang assessment in a few days."

Ripples spread through the room again. After saying this, Sith Sima disappeared through the spatial portal...

As he left, Priss, without a word, hoisted the six-pointed star onto his shoulder.

Six Mang struggled a couple of times, seemingly unaffected by his injuries, but after enjoying the comfortable feeling on Pulis's shoulder, his eyes darted around, and he suddenly began to groan, as if he couldn't move at all without Pulis carrying him.

On Pulis's broad back, Six Mang was relaxed and content; this was far more stable and comfortable than any carriage he had ever ridden in before. If it weren't for the broken Overlord Ring, this state would be almost perfect. It

was a pity about the shattered Overlord Ring. You see, that was a treasure Yan Xuan had just given him, barely warmed for a day, and now it was ruined.

Here, one has to praise Pulis, this pure monster!

This guy's injuries seemed quite severe, but apart from complaining of hunger, he showed no signs of pain, his steps still steady, carrying Six Mang's small body as if he were a wisp of reed.

"Chief, let's go back to that restaurant we had lunch at noon, I... I'm hungry..." Pulis said as they walked. He said embarrassedly,

"Damn it... still eating? I need to go back and think about how to explain this to my master... Ouch... Big guy, slow down. You're making me bump into you!" Six Mang cried out.

"Ah, Boss. You have a master?" Pris deliberately slowed down and asked in surprise.

Because he usually didn't get enough to eat, he was considered a useless piece of trash in the Black Blood Society, except for his height and appearance, which were intimidating. So he was only used to intimidate people in gang negotiations, not in serious battles. Therefore, he had never met Yan Xuan and had no idea about the relationship between Six Mang and Yan Xuan.

"Of course!" Speaking of Yan Xuan, Six Mang perked up again, looking smug, as if even his pain had lessened a lot.

"Boss. Is your master powerful?" Pris asked.

"Nonsense, just look at me, and you'll know how powerful my master is!" Six Mang boasted without blushing.

"Is he even better than that guy who only knows how to laugh?" Pulis mentioned Sith Sima.

Six Mang's expression froze, and he pondered. Although he didn't know Sith Sima's identity, the respectful expressions of Suk and the others told him his status was extremely high. What made Six Mang even more uneasy was that the first time he saw that smiling guy, he felt a chill emanating from his bones.

It was a fear born from the depths of his heart, an instinctive feeling an animal experiences when facing its natural enemy…

"Boss, why aren't you saying anything? Is your master not as good as that guy?" Pulis was thick-skinned and completely lacked tact, his bluntness infuriating Six Mang.

"What nonsense! How can that freak compare to my master! Damn it! Let's go, stop babbling, or we won't feed you!" Six Mang gave Pulis a hard flick on the forehead and shouted.

Mentioning food, Pulis immediately shut up, walking with even faster strides…

inside the Desire Restaurant.

Yanxuan finally saw off the last guest and was tidying up the somewhat withered flower basket.

"Damn it, that guy always sends such impractical things! It's pretty, but it's caused me so much trouble!"

Yanxuan cursed, looking at the petals scattered around the basket by the wind. He reluctantly used his cleaning tools to carefully clean up the petals.

"Yanxuan, hurry up! Before Miss Xu Jing comes back, go upstairs and clean the room thoroughly again!" Tang Jing shouted.

Yanxuan became even more frustrated. "Damn it, I've cleaned it at least several times in the past few days. I usually do a thorough cleaning every two weeks. Has this female tyrant recently developed obsessive-compulsive disorder?"

Yanxuan reluctantly nodded.

As he was about to dump the withered petals from his tools into the trash can outside the door, he was surprised to see Pulis, and the six-pointed star Pulis was carrying.

After escaping the oppressive aura, Liu Mang didn't even bother to wipe the blood from his face. Even a cursory wipe couldn't completely remove the dried blood,

leaving his face a blurry mess, making him look like he'd suffered a serious injury.

Yan Xuan felt a chill run down his spine. If he weren't currently in half-elf form, he would have rushed forward to ask what was wrong. After a moment's hesitation, he decided he absolutely had to go to the Black Blood Society that night.

"Hmm... the Overlord's Ring is shattered... Oh my god, what did I say? Such a precious thing is destroyed like this!" Da Nian's voice, filled with deep regret, entered Yan Xuan's mind.

His anxiety had put him in a very bad mood. He gripped the Chastity Ring and cursed, "You old bastard, besides being a Monday morning quarterback, do you know anything else?! Damn it. Why didn't you say anything when I gave the Overlord Ring to Hexagram last night?"

This single sentence from Chapter 221

, "What Do I Do?" left Da Nian Zhang speechless. After a long while, he awkwardly chuckled, "Last night... last night I didn't pay attention..."

Just as Yan Xuan was worried about Hexagram and disgusted by Da Nian Zhang's Monday morning quarterbacking,

Hexagram, carried on Pulis's shoulder, saw Yan Xuan at the entrance of the Desire Restaurant and actually greeted him politely. Hexagram casually wiped the blood from his mouth, waved, and said, "Hey, friend, still open? See you another day..."

Yan Xuan couldn't help but laugh and cry, but also felt slightly relieved. At least it seemed this guy was far from dead.

Night fell, and Yan Xuan lay in bed. He was exhausted from cleaning all the guest rooms.

Worried about Liu Mang, and curious about why he was injured so badly, Yan Xuan considered going to the Black Blood Society to find out what was going on. However, every time he opened the window, he saw pedestrians on the street, and going out at this time would only invite trouble.

Thinking about how the Overlord Ring he had given Liu Mang last night had broken today and didn't seem to have brought him any benefit, Yan Xuan felt somewhat discouraged and guilty towards Liu Mang.

His unintentional acceptance of Liu Mang as a disciple had brought these two people, who were originally completely unrelated, together, though their contact time was short. But Yan Xuan, who had been incredibly lonely in both his past and present lives, had already considered this guy a friend in his heart, and, in all their time together, Liu Mang hadn't wronged him in any way.

Sigh…

thinking that he really couldn't teach Liu Mang anything useful, Yan Xuan sighed inwardly, then quickly got up and found the old sheepskin containing the Nine Yang Manual. After examining it, he still couldn't see anything special. Regrettingly, he tossed the sheepskin onto the bed.

Bored out of his mind, he pulled out his Chastity Ring. At this moment, perhaps only Zhang Tianyuan's foul mouth could offer Yan Xuan a temporary respite from his troubles.

"You old geezer!"

Yan Xuan called out several times. Then, Zhang Tianyuan's yawning voice entered his mind, followed by Zhang Tianyuan's displeased remark: "Kid, disturbing someone's sleep is a despicable act, you know?"

"Tell me a story. I'm bored!" Yan Xuan chuckled.

"You're bored? Surrounded by so many beauties and you don't even know how to use them, damn it. You know, I was never bored back then. Go! Find a woman and have some fun. Maybe this old man will teach you something, hehe, I haven't seen a woman's body in six hundred years. Let this old man have a taste of the good life..." Zhang Tianyuan said with a lewd grin.

Yan Xuan felt an urge to faint. He began to regret calling out this guy!

"Damn!

No wonder he's a master of erotic alchemy!

It seems like since I met him, he's rarely talked about anything unrelated to women!

However, thinking about what this old man taught him during the day about the sensitive parts of a Night Elf woman's body, and remembering Jing Sa's embarrassed expression after he groped her, Yan Xuan felt that this old man was still quite useful!

"Old man, after the Overlord's Ring explodes, are there any harmful effects on the user's body?"

Yan Xuan remembered what the old man had said during the day about the Overlord's Ring not being suitable for the six-pointed star. He couldn't help but think that the old man must be familiar with the Overlord's Ring's function. So he asked about what was on his mind.

"You're worried about that brat, aren't you? Ha. I didn't realize you were so loyal." Da Nian Zhang asked in surprise.

His surprised tone and eyes stung Yan Xuan's pride!

Damn! Do I look like an unloyal person?

Yan Xuan cursed and immediately tried to put the Chastity Ring in his pocket. Damn it, he took out the Chastity Ring to amuse Da Nian Zhang, not to seek thrills!

"No, no! Since you woke me up, at least chat a little longer!" Da Nian Zhang sensed Yan Xuan's thoughts and hurriedly said.

Then, to prevent Yan Xuan from completely "confining" him, he quickly said, "Overlord Ring..."

Yan Xuan's heart skipped a beat. Clutching the chastity ring in his hand again, he said, "Stop beating around the bush. If you want to chat, tell me what you want to know first, otherwise, I'll bury you underground. You think you'll ever be found again? No way!"

Da Nian Zhang said with a sigh of relief, "Really? Then bury me quickly..."

Yan Xuan grinned wickedly, "Okay. But before burying you, I need to let you bask in the sun first..."

Hearing such a blatant threat, Da Nian Zhang, though indignant, had no choice but to submit to being controlled. He sighed helplessly and said, "Can't you do anything else? Threatening me with this all the time, is it fun?"

"Yeah! It's fucking awesome! Just imagine, some guy who claimed to be so awesome over six hundred years ago is being threatened by me now, it makes me incredibly happy!" Yan Xuan said with a sly laugh.

"Pervert!" Da Nian Zhang said angrily.

Yan Xuan shouted, "Are you going to talk or not?!"

"I didn't say I wouldn't talk, did I? Fine. I'll tell you, the shattering of the Overlord Ring has nothing to do with the user. I saw that kid today; his injuries were entirely caused by internal damage from external pressure. But it seems like it doesn't matter. Didn't you see how cheeky he was when he saw you?" Da Nian Zhang said quickly.

"Didn't you say that the Overlord Ring could increase his power by dozens or even nearly a hundred times? External pressure? How much external pressure would it take to cause that kind of damage?" Yan Xuan asked doubtfully.

"I already said, dozens or even nearly a hundred times is true. But that kid's original strength is too weak, isn't it? In fact, your strength could easily cause him that kind of damage too," Da Nian Zhang said.

Oh my god!

Is the Six-Pointed Star's physique really that bad?

Hearing this, Yan Xuan felt a sense of powerlessness. If the Six-Pointed Star's physique was that bad... Doesn't that mean even if you give him some powerful treasure, it won't be of any use to him?

At this moment, Da Nian Zhang suddenly asked, "You really want that kid to become powerful?"

Yan Xuan nodded subconsciously, then cursed, "Nonsense, he's my disciple, of course I want him to be powerful!"

Da Nian Zhang said, "It seems your cultivation method isn't suitable for him, so you can't teach him, is that it? There are many ways to make him powerful..."

Yan Xuan's eyes lit up and he said, "What other methods are there? By the way, you saw all my treasures the other day, aren't there any more suitable for him?"

Da Nian Zhang said, "You're very generous, but that kid's physique is limited. Your treasures only amplify or strengthen the original effect. Using them on him might increase his strength a little, but the increase is limited, and it will be harmful rather than beneficial to him!"

"Then what should I do? Do you have any other methods?" Yan Xuan asked anxiously. Da Nian

Zhang suddenly laughed strangely, making Yan Xuan's hair stand on end. He instinctively thought that this old man definitely didn't have any good ideas.

Sure enough, after a strange laugh, Da Nian Zhang said, "I naturally have a way, but you have to agree to one condition!"

"What condition?" Yan Xuan asked, forcing himself to answer. Even though he knew this old man's condition would be incredibly harsh, he decided to listen out of guilt towards Liu Mang.

"That bet..." Da Nian Zhang leered.

"No! Absolutely not!" Yan Xuan instinctively refused.

"Think about it carefully. I've already told you, that girl's appearance can be changed. The reason she's so terrifying now is entirely because her internal energy is out of balance, and the necromancy has corrupted her body. When the time comes, you'll follow my method to bring her internal energy to a delicate balance... Hehe, imagine it. If that girl's face becomes that beautiful face, wouldn't you be tempted?" Da Nian Zhang's words were full of seduction, and Yan Xuan's heart stirred.

That terrifying face completely restored?

An image appeared in Yan Xuan's mind. After a copy of that beautiful face was created, it slowly covered half of the terrifying face, finally revealing a stunningly beautiful face in his mind.

"Scented, aren't you?" Da Nian Zhang, who could sense Yan Xuan's changing thoughts, chuckled.

Yan Xuan sighed and said, "You still haven't told me how to improve Liu Mang's body!"

Da Nian Zhang didn't mind and directly stated his plan: "Since external forces can't increase his power much, we can work on him internally!"

"Work on him internally?" Yan Xuan was taken aback.

Da Nian Zhang smiled smugly: "Have you forgotten what I do?"

Chapter 222 Bizarre Transformation Conditions

"A lewd alchemist." Yan Xuan blurted out, then widened his eyes and said, "Damn, you don't want to teach him to become a big pervert too, do you?!"

If Liu Mang also becomes a big pervert, wouldn't he likely steal his women in the future?

Yan Xuan shook his head vigorously, like a rattle-drum…

“Nonsense! The word ‘lewd art’ is a slander against me by later generations! Why don’t you say I was the greatest alchemist six hundred years ago? Those people are jealous of me, so they put a dirty label on my head!” Da Nian Zhang defended himself

, his tone extremely righteous. This old guy seemed to have forgotten that the evidence of his lewdness and lust—the Chastity Ring—was currently in Yan Xuan’s hand…

“Alright. Even if you are an alchemist. Even if you were once great, are you sure you can learn those things from back then?” Yan Xuan said with a wicked smile.

“Whether he learns or not is his business. I’ll teach him seriously, don’t have so many demands. Now tell me, is this deal done or not? You kid, you’ve really made a profit. Don’t forget, you lost the bet back then, and now the loser can still get such a big advantage. You can laugh to yourself!” Da Nian Zhang said unhappily.

Yan Xuan weighed the pros and cons and felt that he had actually gained something. If, as Da Nian Zhang said, the wandering soul's appearance could truly return to its perfect state, then he would not only have gained a beauty of unparalleled beauty, but also helped Liu Mang gain alchemy.

On the other hand, if the wandering soul's face didn't improve after following Da Nian Zhang's method, he could still back out of the deal.

"Deal!" Yan Xuan said readily.

Afterwards, Da Nian Zhang taught Yan Xuan some methods to help the wandering soul restore its internal balance. Then, in the dead of night, Yan Xuan transformed into his elf form, passed through the window, and disappeared into the night…

Black Blood Society Headquarters. In Liu Mang's room.

Liu Mang lay on the bed, groaning softly. Meanwhile, Pulis sat cross-legged on the floor, wolfing down a large pile of food in front of him.

"Big guy, all you do is eat! Damn it, give me a massage too! It hurts so much!" Six Mang grabbed a pillow and slammed it at Pris.

Pris smiled sheepishly, wiping the grease from his mouth. He quickly got up and went to Six Mang's side, reaching out to massage him.

*Crackling sounds*...

Ouch! My goodness!

Two cracking sounds followed by Six Mang's agonizing screams: "Damn it, Pris, are you trying to kill me?! Damn it! Is this a massage? It's assassination! Damn it, can't you use less force?!"

Pris scratched his head sheepishly, saying, "Boss, this is the least I can do... I'm only six-tenths full. If I ate more, I'd be even stronger..."

"Monster! Stay away from me!" Six Mang looked at Pris in terror, afraid this pervert would have the urge to massage him again.

Pris smiled sheepishly. He quickly nodded and retreated to the edge of the food area, then continued to eat and drink as if nothing had happened.

Suddenly, Pulis's hand, which was holding a chicken leg, froze in mid-air, and his round ears, characteristic of orcs, twitched nimbly.

A moment later, Pulis abruptly stood up. He quickly stood beside Hexagram's bed, his eyes scanning the surroundings warily.

The window clicked open.

Yan Xuan's body shot into the room like lightning.

Awooo...

It must be said that although Pulis could eat and sleep a lot, he had quite a bit of professional ethics. As soon as Yan Xuan entered the room, he let out a beastly roar. Waving his fists, he pounced on Yan Xuan with swift and ferocious movements.

Yan Xuan had carefully checked the area around Hexagram's room before entering. He had avoided the sentries before entering.

Who would have thought that he would encounter such a fierce attack before he could even get his feet on the ground?

Instinctively, Yan Xuan swung his fists, unleashing a burst of Nine Yang energy. In a dazzling red light, Pulis screamed as he was sent flying backward. He crashed heavily into the wall, and then the room filled with the pungent smell of roasted fur…

Pulis struggled to his feet and let out another deep roar. His body mutated.

“Big guy, damn it, stop! That’s my master!” Liu Mang shouted urgently.

Pulis’s movements froze, his bulging muscles gradually atrophying. Then, his body went limp, and he sat down on the ground with a thud. He gasped for breath, and the bloodshot in his eyes gradually faded.

“Master, you’ve finally come! I almost didn’t get to see your disciple again!” Liu Mang saw Yan Xuan. Like a wronged child seeing his parents, his eyes even reddened.

Yan Xuan felt a pang of sadness seeing Liu Mang’s weak state, but this sentimental atmosphere made him uncomfortable. After letting out a long sigh, he laughed and scolded, "Stop pretending with me. Are you afraid I'll scold you? The Overlord Ring is broken, so what? It's no big deal!"

Liu Mang's eyes widened immediately, and he said, "Wow, Master is truly a god! He knows everything... I'm so lucky to have such a master, my ancestors must have burned incense for me..."

Yan Xuan felt a wave of embarrassment from Liu Mang's words, and could even hear the sound of goosebumps hitting the ground. To prevent this guy from continuing his nonsense, Yan Xuan waved his hand and said... "Shut up! Tell me what happened!"

Liu Mang chuckled twice, then recounted his daytime ordeal at the Hermit Guild to Yan Xuan, embellishing the story of how he was bullied. He then projected his hatred onto the two of them, culminating in the absurd ending, "Master, for the sake of all living beings, you must not forgive the Hermit Guild..."

Yan Xuan was speechless, even the old man in the Chastity Ring was laughing hysterically.

Yan Xuan struggled to suppress his laughter and pointed at Pulis sitting on the ground, saying, "Who's that? How did this guy end up next to you!"

Liu Mang hurriedly struggled to his feet and pulled Pulis up, saying, "Go apologize to my master right now, damn it. You dared to attack my master and you're still alive. You're lucky!"

Pulis, having witnessed Yan Xuan and Liu Mang chatting and laughing for so long, realized that his attack would not only not be praised but would likely be punished. Thinking about how the wonderful life of having plenty of food for the past two days was about to end, Pulis couldn't help but feel uneasy. He hurriedly ran to Yanxuan's side and bowed repeatedly. But being clumsy with words, he didn't know what to say to apologize.

Pulis's awkwardness and inarticulateness contrasted sharply with Liu Mang's liveliness and endless flattery, making Yanxuan find it all the more amusing.

"Ha, it's actually a Beast Warrior. They're all so cute and loyal!" Da Nian Zhang suddenly said.

Yanxuan couldn't help but ask, "What is a Beast Warrior?"

"Beast Warriors are a rare race among orcs, possessing extremely powerful combat abilities. When they transform into their beast form, they can tear apart even ordinary martial arts masters. However, the conditions for transformation are varied and strange. Back in the day, my most loyal servant was a Beast Warrior!" Da Nian Zhang explained.

"Strange and bizarre? What other strange and bizarre transformation conditions are there?" Thinking about his own ability to transform, Yan Xuan couldn't help but become curious about these beast warriors who could also transform.

"The beast warrior race. Some can only transform after farting, some after taking a bath… it varies from person to person. Before meeting certain conditions, a beast warrior cannot transform into their beast form. Back in the day, my servant could only transform after reaching orgasm during sex…" Da Nian Zhang continued, rambling on.

Holy crap!

Yan Xuan's eyes widened in disbelief.

Holy crap! This world is truly full of wonders!

He thought back to the strange things Liu Mang had just described about Pris. Yan Xuan thought that the orc's transformation condition was probably after a full meal...

Suddenly, Da Nian Zhang said, "Kid, don't you have a Divine Armor? If this guy is loyal, you can give it to him. That will improve his defense. You know, the Berserker Warriors have a fatal weakness: after transforming, their attack power is extremely strong, but their defense is very weak. Don't be fooled by their bodies being as hard as steel. If their internal organs are injured by a master whose strength is many times greater than theirs, there's nothing that can be done to save them... Back then, my poor servant died trying to help me fend off pursuers..."

Yan Xuan vaguely remembered that when he was getting the Overlord's Ring for Liu Mang, Da Nian Zhang had mentioned something about "Divine Armor" when he took out so many treasures. He didn't value those things much, so he nodded and asked Liu Mang, "Liu Mang, isn't Pris a member of the Wandering Souls?"

Chapter 223 The Birth of a Pair of Lively Disciples

Liu Mang shook his head repeatedly, saying, "How could that be?"

Then, he smugly described in detail how he thwarted Parker and Wanderer's conspiracy. He described how he found talent without being bound by convention, and how he incited the gang members to resent Parker and his group with just a thousand gold coins.

Yan Xuan nodded, secretly praising Liu Mang's methods.

Suddenly, as if struck by inspiration, Liu Mang pulled Pulis over, forcefully pressing him to his knees, and said, "Master, why don't you take Pulis as your disciple too?"

Yan Xuan couldn't help but feel a headache coming on. He still felt somewhat guilty for not being able to teach Liu Mang the Nine Yang True Scripture. If he had another disciple, wouldn't that only add to his guilt?

At this moment, Da Nian Zhang said, "Kid, go for it. Trust me, it's foolproof. The Berserker Warrior is known for his loyalty! Of course, the prerequisite is that you must have the ability to make him completely submit to you! However, I think this guy is quite honest. If you treat him well, he will definitely not betray you!"

Hearing Da Nian Zhang's words, Yan Xuan also thought that even if he couldn't teach Pulis anything, the "God's Armor" could at least make up for this deficiency. However, this time he had to ask clearly. He absolutely couldn't let the situation of the Overlord's Ring appear on Hexagram happen again.

"Old man, are you sure the God's Armor will work on Pulis?" Yan Xuan asked. Da

Nian Zhang chuckled and said, "Don't worry, last time was a mistake. This time you'll definitely see clearly. The God's Armor and the Berserker Warrior are absolutely the perfect combination!"

Yan Xuan was relieved and nodded, looking at the expectant Hexagram.

Six Mang's face lit up with joy. He pressed Pulis's head down and said, "Quickly kowtow and call me Master! Damn, you're so lucky. When I begged Master to take me in, it wasn't as easy as this!"

Pulis stared blankly at Six Mang and said, "Chief, will I get enough to eat with Master?"

Oh my god!

This guy is definitely blinded by greed. All he thinks about is getting enough to eat!

"Nonsense, not only will you get enough to eat, but you'll also eat and drink the finest food. From now on, don't call me Chief, call me Senior Brother, understand?" Six Mang had already adopted the air of a senior brother, his face radiating a sense of accomplishment.

Upon hearing that he could get enough to eat, Pulis's eyes gleamed with greed, and he hurriedly kowtowed repeatedly. He was practically begging Yan Xuan to hug his leg and shout "Master!"...

"Since you're now my Master's disciple, you must obey my Master's orders, understand?" Six Mang said sternly.

Pulis nodded repeatedly.

Liu Mang added, "From now on, I'm your senior brother, so you have to listen to me. Um... when I'm bullied, you have to help me fight them off. When I want to bully someone, you have to help me fight them off too... otherwise, you'll be punished by not being allowed to eat your fill!"

Pulis nodded frantically, afraid that if he nodded too slowly, Liu Mang would catch him and punish him by depriving him of a full meal for no reason.

Yan Xuan looked at Liu Mang and Pulis and almost burst out laughing. These two guys were truly a pair of clowns... Thinking about it, he had inexplicably become their apprentice. Yan Xuan couldn't help but feel both amused and exasperated.

Just then, Da Nian Zhang's voice entered Yan Xuan's mind: "Uh... your apprentice's physique isn't very suitable for containing magic power... I guess his alchemy skills won't be very high either."

Yan Xuan couldn't help but feel a headache coming on. He looked at Liu Mang, who was still putting on airs as a senior brother in front of Pulis. He thought to himself, how could this guy be so useless?

"Sigh...

what a pity, what can I do? I've taken on such a disciple. "

After spending so much time with him, Yan Xuan was reluctant to let go of Liu Mang. After all, even without becoming his disciple, finding a friend like him was difficult.

"So, he can't even learn alchemy?" Yan Xuan asked doubtfully.

"You can't say that. Alchemy does require magic, but it's not as demanding as magic. His skill level in alchemy depends on his talent. I'll give it a try, just letting you know first. Don't blame me if he can't learn it..." Da Nian Zhang hesitated for a moment before saying.

Yan Xuan breathed a sigh of relief. This was much better than being rejected outright by Da Nian Zhang. If he really couldn't learn it, he could only blame Liu Mang's own lack of talent. At least he had tried his best to help Liu Mang.

"Liu Mang, do you want to learn alchemy?" Yan Xuan asked.

Liu Mang was taken aback. "What is alchemy?" Yan Xuan asked.

"Uh..." To be precise, Yan Xuan himself didn't know what alchemy was. After hesitating for a moment, he said, "It's knowledge that can make you powerful."

Six-Man's eyes shone with wild joy. He had been uneasy after breaking the Overlord Ring, and although he wanted to ask Yan Xuan for some more powerful treasures, he hadn't dared to ask. Now, unexpectedly, Yan Xuan was offering to teach him something. How could he not be excited?

"Learn, learn..." Six-Man nodded repeatedly.

Yan Xuan originally wanted to leave the Chastity Ring with Six-Man so that Da Nian Zhang could focus on teaching Six-Man alchemy. However, he then thought that the Chastity Ring still contained Lin Jiayi's virgin blood. If Six-Man played with it carelessly, the consequences would be unimaginable.

After discussing with Da Nian Zhang for a moment, Yan Xuan handed the Chastity Ring to Liu Mang, instructing him to hold it tightly in his hand. He repeatedly emphasized that Liu Mang could only use his consciousness to communicate with Da Nian Zhang and learn the basics of alchemy, and must not manipulate it carelessly.

Liu Mang was always extremely obedient to Yan Xuan's orders, especially given Yan Xuan's stern emphasis this time. Only after Liu Mang repeatedly assured him that he would never play with it recklessly did Yan Xuan feel relieved enough to place the Chastity Ring in his hand.

It was unclear what Da Nian Zhang and Liu Mang discussed. Initially, perhaps due to the strangeness of the Chastity Ring, Liu Mang displayed immense amazement. Then, his expression gradually shifted from curiosity to focus, and finally, he sat quietly on the bed, nodding occasionally. He was clearly immersed in the alchemical knowledge Da Nian Zhang was imparting.

After pacing back and forth in the room for a while, Yan Xuan glanced at the focused Liu Mang, then at Pris, who seemed to be still eating, and felt utterly bored. Deciding to kill some time outside…

the night was as dark as ink, the sky overcast and sparsely lit, but much more comfortable than the storm of the previous night.

Yan Xuan moved through the darkness, bypassing sentries and familiarizing himself with the Black Blood Society's layout.

A cool breeze brushed against his face, causing Yan Xuan to shiver involuntarily.

Watching the pale yellow leaves drifting down from the trees between the halls and pavilions, Yan Xuan sighed. Another autumn had arrived…

Looking back, he realized he had forgotten how many autumns had passed since arriving in this world.

What did this mean?

It meant that he had been merely passing the time in this world, traversing the river of memories, and it seemed that apart from the few women he had recently encountered, there were no other memorable experiences.

Yan Xuan felt a pang of emptiness, then chuckled self-deprecatingly. How wonderful these days were!

With so many beautiful women around, and a stable life to live, plus the occasional midnight hero to escape the oppressive atmosphere... this is far better than the hectic yet ultimately fruitless life of my previous existence.

That's life!

A mundane life or a vibrant one, it's still a life. The end is the same: the end of life.

Since that's the case, Yan Xuan secretly resolved to choose a more fulfilling life. He would treat himself better from now on, at least in this life, to make up for the shortcomings of his past life. What he couldn't obtain in his past life, he would strive to achieve and enjoy in this one!

Suddenly, the dim light shining from a window in a room ahead made Yan Xuan stop in his tracks.

Unconsciously, he had found himself outside the room where the wandering soul resided.

Damn!

Could it be that he was still thinking about that monster?

Yan Xuan chuckled self-deprecatingly, then remembered what Da Nian Zhang had said about changing the energy balance within the wandering soul, and a tingling sensation rose in his heart. Curiosity arose… Driven

by curiosity—oh, no!—or rather, by the anticipation of a beautiful woman, Yan Xuan tiptoed to the window of the wandering soul's

room. To his surprise, although the light was on, the wandering soul was nowhere to be seen.

The wandering spirit's room wasn't large. Besides a bed, a table and chairs, and a bookshelf against one wall, there was nothing else.

The room was completely exposed, meaning that after a quick glance, Yan Xuan was certain the wandering spirit wasn't in the room.

This was definitely a good opportunity, Yan Xuan thought curiously. What exactly was that blueprint the wandering spirit had been so intently studying last night?

Chapter 224: The Mechanism

Since he wasn't here now, why not go in and search first…

Yan Xuan carefully placed his hand on the tightly closed door, releasing Nine Yang Energy from his palm. The intense heat melted the lock.

The door clicked open.

Yan Xuan slipped into the room like a ghost…

A moment later, Yan Xuan sat down helplessly in a chair. Damn it, all the books in the wandering spirit's bookshelf were just text! At least give him a couple with illustrations…

Looking at the tadpole-like characters, Yan Xuan felt sleepy. After flipping through the book haphazardly, he casually tossed it onto the bookshelf.

Because he did so so carelessly, the book didn't settle properly, wobbling precariously at the edge of the shelf before falling to the floor, hitting the stamen of a decorative flower embedded in the corner of the wall.

Suddenly,

something astonishing happened!

The bookshelf split open in the middle, slowly moving to both sides, revealing a dark doorway before Yan Xuan.

Holy crap!

He'd seen plenty of ingenious hidden doors and mechanisms in movies and TV shows in his previous life. But seeing one in person was a first.

Yan Xuan hesitated for a moment, then, driven by intense curiosity, slipped through the hidden doorway.

Looking into the long, dark passageway, a chilling wind rushed towards him, sending shivers down his spine!

Holy crap!

This was definitely a scene from a horror movie!

After a brief hesitation, driven by overwhelming curiosity, Yan Xuan still chose to enter the passageway.

With his sharp eyesight honed by the Nine Yang Energy, Yan Xuan walked through the dark passageway without feeling strained. However, having never even dared to watch horror movies in his previous life, he felt a chill run down his spine in this environment.

After turning two corners, a foul, fishy smell began to permeate the air.

This smell grew stronger with each step, making Yan Xuan frown and almost turn back several times.

A rusty subway door blocked his way. Yan Xuan touched the lock, channeled the Nine Yang Energy, and with a click, the lock melted.

Pushing open the door, a bright and spacious view unfolded before him.

But what

he saw almost made Yan Xuan faint on the spot! Oh my god! This is too damn terrifying…

In an instant, Yan Xuan was drenched in cold sweat from the sight before him.

It was a vast space, with a huge pool in the center. The pool was filled with crimson liquid, still bubbling.

Countless pale, skeletal hands emerged from the ground. Then, skeletons burst through the earth, crawling out and mechanically moving towards the edge of the crimson pool. They plunged in with a splash. With

each skeleton's entry, the pool seemed to boil, then a crimson mist billowed above it, eventually forming a thin line that slowly drifted towards a corner not far away.

Following the mist, Yan Xuan was astonished to see the figure of the wandering soul!

The wandering soul was suspended in mid-air, her lips clearly moving as she chanted an obscure incantation.

The crimson mist, upon reaching her body, quickly enveloped her, like a giant cocoon. A moment later, the cocoon thinned, and the mist was absorbed by the wandering soul's body. Having absorbed the mist, the soul faintly emitted a blood-red aura. Finally, a black skull flashed briefly in the center of her body before vanishing instantly…

What surprised Yan Xuan even more was that the moment the blood-red cocoon disappeared, the wandering soul's face momentarily returned to its original state: a delicate nose, cherry lips, and a pair of deep, expressive eyes. These features were perfectly displayed before Yan Xuan in that instant. In terms of the refinement of her features alone, the wandering soul's appearance was definitely inferior to Ya Na's and the real Ying Wu's, and even compared to Lin Jiayi, Su Ying, and Tang Jing, she was slightly less striking.

However, unlike the others, the wandering soul's eyes held a heartbreaking melancholy, as if a great grievance was hidden in her heart. This gaze, combined with her pale face, gave her a pitiful and endearing quality.

That fleeting glance left Yan Xuan mesmerized and bewildered.

If it weren't for the grotesque half of the face that later transformed into a half-beautiful woman, Yan Xuan probably would have remained stunned for an unknown amount of time.

The iron gate slammed shut behind Yan Xuan with a gust of wind.

The slight thud as it closed clearly startled the wandering spirit practicing necromancy.

Strangely, the wandering spirit's body seemed unable to move. Her eyes were fixed on Yan Xuan, revealing a panicked and terrified expression, yet she was completely unable to spare any attention to attack him.

The wandering spirit's panic was clearly affecting her necromancy practice.

The boiling bubbles in the blood-red pool intensified, and several skeletons that had automatically jumped into the pool stopped moving, crowding around the edge, mechanically turning their heads, their eerie eyes scanning their surroundings.

The crimson mist thinned noticeably as the skeletons jumped into the pool, and a massive bubble began to rise in the center, seemingly about to burst.

The wandering spirit's expression grew even more horrified. Her voice shifted, and she chanted another incantation in an extremely shrill voice.

Thick black mist emanated from her, drifting upwards towards the pool. In an instant, it hovered above the blood pool, pressing down like a dark cloud.

The massive bubble in the blood pool, clearly affected by the black mist above, showed signs of deflation for a moment.

Suddenly, another skeleton jumped into the blood pool.

Rumble…

The blood pool boiled, but the bubble withstood the pressure. It resisted the pressure of the black mist and gradually began to grow.

Thump…

Thump…

One by one, the skeletons jumped in, intensifying the boiling of the blood pool. The bubbles expanded within the black mist, hissing and consuming it.

The wandering spirit's voice grew even shriller!

Black mist emanated from her body, reinforcing the black mist above the blood pool.

Unfortunately, as the skeletons jumped in, the bubbles in the blood pool expanded rapidly. The black mist gradually diminished under the erosion of the large bubbles.

Slowly, the black mist around the wandering spirit's body also thinned; clearly, she was running out of steam.

Her voice, already hoarse from the shrill chanting, eventually became hysterical.

Yan Xuan stared blankly at everything before him, utterly stunned…

Suddenly, the wandering spirit screamed wildly, "Damn it! Stop those skeletons! Don't let them jump in anymore!"

Yan Xuan snapped back to reality. Although he didn't know the wandering soul's purpose in saying that, he instinctively sensed an ominous feeling. A moment later, without thinking, he leaped near the blood pool and unleashed a powerful Nine Yang Energy with one hand.

Within the red beam of the Nine Yang Energy, three or four skeletons on the periphery of the blood pool silently turned to ashes. This intense, yang energy seemed to be the natural enemy of those undead skeletons; under the scorching heat of the Nine Yang Energy, no skeleton could escape!

Damn!

These skeletons looked pretty scary, but I didn't expect them to be so easy to deal with!

Watching the Nine Yang Energy sweep through the skeleton horde, many skeletons turning to ashes under its influence, Yan Xuan felt an absolute sense of power, a feeling of dominance that made him secretly incredibly happy!

Under Yan Xuan's barrage, a gap appeared in the skeleton horde.

Without even looking, Yan Xuan unleashed another dazzling beam of Nine Yang Energy.

As the two skeletons were grazed by the Nine Yang Energy, half their bodies melting away, the energy continued its relentless charge.

"No!"

the wandering soul cried out, its eyes wide with horror as it stared at the large bubble shattered by the Nine Yang Energy.

Boom…

the bubble exploded violently under the attack of the Nine Yang Energy, crimson mist shooting out with tremendous force, completely annihilating the black mist above.

A wisp of black blood mist mingled with the mist, permeating the entire space.

Moments later, the blood mist condensed above the skeletons, who, as if seeing delicious food, tilted their heads back. Their jaws snapped open and closed, their eerie eyes gleaming with greed.

The crimson mist gradually settled on the skeletons.

Each skeleton whose body was entered by the mist swelled slightly, their eerie eyes no longer dull but becoming more lively.

At the very center of their skeletons, a wisp of crimson mist pulsated like a heart.

*Crack crack crack…

* Chapter 225 Hero Saves the Beauty?

The moment the crimson mist completely vanished, a red light flashed in the skeletons' eyes.

Then, they moved, wielding the skeletons of their companions they had picked up, some rushing towards Yan Xuan, others towards the wandering souls still suspended in mid-air!

To Yan Xuan's surprise, these skeletons, their eyes glowing red, no longer moved with the mechanical speed they had initially displayed. Instead, they seemed quite agile.

As the skeletons drew closer, Yan Xuan repeated his attack, waving his arms and screaming wildly, unleashing bursts of Nine Yang Energy to fiercely attack these seemingly terrifying creatures.

A strange scene unfolded!

Originally, the skeletons couldn't withstand even a trace of Nine Yang energy. After undergoing a strange mutation, they could actually withstand two strikes of Nine Yang energy, only turning to ash upon the third strike. Moreover, when a skeleton turned to ash, its body emitted a blood-red mist that entered the bodies of its companions, causing those companions to swell even more, increasing their resistance to attack!

In other words, what was once an effortless one-on-one slaughter had become much more difficult!

Especially with the sheer number of skeletons, when they approached Yan Xuan, although only about ten remained, these were the ones that had absorbed a lot of their companions' blood-red mist, making their resistance to attack incredibly formidable! Seeing

the skeletons closing in step by step, Yan Xuan felt a sense of tension and couldn't help but roar, "Go to hell!"

He wildly waved his hands. A dazzling burst of Nine Yang energy erupted for the first time with tremendous power, like a giant tornado engulfing the leading skeleton, which had swelled to nearly three meters in size, turning it to ashes.

After his all-out attack, Yan Xuan was utterly exhausted. This unprecedented feeling filled him with a sense of panic!

His brute force attack, relying solely on the Nine Yang Energy without any skill, was finally backfiring. While the Nine Yang Energy was powerful, it didn't seem to be inexhaustible yet.

He watched as another skeleton absorbed the crimson mist from the previous one, now standing three meters away. Yan Xuan felt a surge of anxiety and began to take a slight step backward.

Through the gaps between the skeletons, he stole a glance at the wandering soul. It seemed that in this situation, his bet with Da Nian Zhang was definitely going to fail. Damn it, when both his life and someone else's were threatened, of course, saving his own life was paramount!

He had no time to care about the wandering soul. Even if she was a stunning beauty, what did that matter compared to his life?

In Yan Xuan's view, even he was struggling against these skeletons' attacks, let alone the wandering soul, whose situation was even worse. By now, the wandering soul was probably torn to shreds by the skeletons!

But when he saw the wandering soul's current predicament, despite being in danger himself, he almost burst out laughing.

The wandering soul was in a sorry state, his body trembling uncontrollably. Yet, it seemed he was still gathering all his energy to try and keep himself suspended in mid-air, even trying to float as high as possible.

Under these circumstances, the skeletons, whose height was limited, couldn't touch the wandering soul's body at all. Although some of them had absorbed more mist and their bodies had swelled considerably, they only managed to grab off the wandering soul's shoes…

"Damn it, being able to fly is really great!"

Yan Xuan exclaimed inwardly, feeling a pang of sorrow for his own lack of skill! "

Damn it, if I could fly, I'd probably be out here enjoying the evening breeze by now…"

The wandering soul had clearly been watching Yan Xuan's situation, and seeing Yan Xuan gradually retreating, it began to consider fleeing. She couldn't help but shout angrily, "Damn it, don't run!"

"It's the bastards who don't run!" Yan Xuan retorted, turning to flee.

"Don't run! Don't leave me behind! Bastard! Use the Sealing Magic Set! The Sealing Magic Set!" With a mysterious past and a deep-seated hatred, the wandering soul prioritized life above all else. Before fulfilling her wish, she had to live, for her own life. She was even willing to beg that despicable guy for help!

The Sealing Magic Set!

Yan Xuan's eyes lit up, thinking to herself, how could I have forgotten that treasure?

However, Yan Xuan was also somewhat puzzled. In the past, during times of crisis, the Sealing Magic Set would more or less show some signs to warn her. Why was it so obedient today?

Strange as it was, Yan Xuan acted without hesitation!

He swiftly pulled out the Sealing Magic Gauntlet from his waist, put it on, and activated it with the Nine Yang Energy.

A roar…

the Sealing Magic Gauntlet erupted with dazzling golden light once more. Amidst the golden light, the monster reappeared, hovering above Yan Xuan, its eyes fixed fiercely on the mutated skeletons.

However, the monster seemed to have no time to unleash its power.

In the dazzling golden light, a vortex of light appeared in the center, seemingly pulling at the mutated skeletons with immense suction.

The mutated skeletons appeared terrified of the suction, frantically retreating, desperately trying to break free.

As the vortex grew larger, the first skeleton was sucked in. Yan Xuan felt a jolt, his arm went numb.

Then, the second, the third, the fourth…

Gradually, Yan Xuan felt his arm almost go numb; the repeated tremors made half his body numb as well.

The golden vortex grew larger and larger. And it gradually moved, until the vortex hovered above the center of the chamber, like a black hole devouring the skeletons on the ground.

When the last skeleton in the chamber was swallowed by the vortex,

Yan Xuan felt a sudden lightness in his body, and he sat down with a thud. He quickly rubbed his arm, which was numb from wearing the sealing magic armor, and muttered, "Damn it, looks like I really have to ask that old ghost what this thing is!"

Suddenly!

A roar...

a beastly howl reached Yan Xuan's ears. He instinctively looked up and saw, amidst a golden light, the monster pouncing on the fallen soul!

Damn it!

Come back!

Following the method Professor Zhang had given him to retrieve the monster last year, Yan Xuan reached out with his hand, still wearing the sealing magic armor, and grabbed sharply.

A large amount of golden light quickly entered the sealing magic armor. The monster, though seemingly unwilling, also entered the sealing magic armor as the golden light disappeared.

*Whoosh…*

The monster's head on the sealed magic armor flashed, and Yan Xuan knew that this was finally, damn it, over!

Silence fell over the secret chamber, broken only by the heavy breathing of the wandering soul, exhausted and terrified on the verge of death.

Yan Xuan stared at the wandering soul, now transformed back into that bizarre face, half beautiful, half hideous. A chill ran down his spine, and he turned his head away to examine the blood pool, deliberately avoiding the wandering soul's face.

The oppressive atmosphere finally ended with the wandering soul's furious roar…

“Bastard! I'll kill you sooner or later!” Tears welled in the wandering soul's eyes, radiating hatred.

After Yan Xuan had broken her ultimate spell last night, shattering most of the skull formed from her necromantic magic, she was desperate to replenish her power. That's why, tonight, in this secret chamber, she had used the necromantic energy from the melting of undead creatures in the blood pool to compensate for the depletion of her necromantic magic.

Unexpectedly… That damned guy actually showed up again tonight, and for some reason, he even came to this secret chamber!

Watching the blood in the pool gradually decrease and seep into the ground… the wandering soul felt an overwhelming sorrow. This secret chamber was something she had painstakingly built over several years, but it had been completely destroyed in an instant by that damned guy!

At this moment, the necromantic magic within her body not only didn't get any replenishment, but it was actually being drained even more due to the recent events!

The weakening of her strength meant she was further away from her goal!

At this moment, the wandering soul truly wished she could devour Yan Xuan alive, tear his flesh to shreds, and drink his blood…

“Uh… I did save you, didn't I?” Yan Xuan looked at the wandering soul and said, “Besides, don't always be so cliché, okay? Kill me? Can you? Aren't you afraid I'll kill you before you kill me?”

As he spoke, Yan Xuan deliberately revealed a cold glint in his eyes. He had learned a bit about the wandering soul's thoughts through their interactions. Although he didn't know about other aspects… However, regarding her fear of death, Yan Xuan felt quite confident. Otherwise, the wandering soul wouldn't have been forced to become his subordinate, nor would it have pleaded for help just now.

Sure enough, the wandering soul froze upon seeing Yan Xuan's cold gaze. Although her eyes were filled with resentment, at least she stopped uttering harsh words.

Yan Xuan was secretly pleased, but then felt a pang of regret. Damn it, that old bastard insisted on this unique idea of wanting willing virgin blood. Otherwise, wouldn't it have been easy to take advantage of this woman's fear of death and possess her body?

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