[Dark Ecstasy Chronicles] [Chapter 3]

"Isa said softly," she said, then, her body went limp, panting with her red lips parted.
Ling Xiao lowered his head and kissed Isa's luscious face, asking, "Weren't you quite fierce just now?"
"Mmm...don't say that, you're humiliating me again."
Isa squirmed uncomfortably, Ling Xiao's large hands seemed to have magic, making her tremble all over, her delicate nose emitting alluring moans.
Ling Xiao said triumphantly, "Let's do it again."
His lower body hadn't left Isa's mysterious area, because of Isa's uncomfortably squirming body, Ling Xiao's desire was reignited, and he acted again, flipping Isa down on his back.
Isa was both ashamed and afraid, and couldn't help but cry out, "No, I can't take it anymore."
After the complete indulgence just now, her body was now as limp as a puddle of water.
"You're so beautiful, it's impossible not to resist,"
Ling Xiao said with a wicked smile. "Any man would want to have sex with you seven or eight times. Anyone who doesn't is definitely not a man. Who can resist such allure?"
"Ah..."
Isha blushed deeply, about to protest, but Ling Xiao sealed her lips with his. After a moment of struggle, she responded passionately to Ling Xiao's advances with soft moans.
Several days later, Ling Xiao returned to the Shunde Trading Company. Penniless, his expenses had depleted his savings from the previous medicine sale, forcing him to sell another batch of pills to alleviate his temporary crisis, as he still had two mouths to feed.
Entering the Shunde Trading Company, he found the layout exactly the same as before, with little change. Ling Xiao easily found his way to the sales area, where several appraisers were busy at work. The familiar Balaton was nowhere to be seen.
A sharp-eyed appraiser, seeing Ling Xiao enter, immediately put down his work and respectfully stepped forward, saying, "Young Master Ling, how may I help you?"
Ling Xiao was taken aback. It seemed he had only been to the Shunde Trading Company once before, and the other party's enthusiasm caught him off guard. When did he become so familiar with the Shunde Trading Company? He looked at the clerk in surprise and said, "Oh, it's nothing. I just have a batch of pills that are useless to me, so I'm going to sell them."
"Oh, this way, Young Master Ling. I'll go and fetch Mr. Balaton."
The appraiser led Ling Xiao to the pill area, said a few words to the clerk, bid farewell to Ling Xiao, and hurriedly left.
The procedures continued as before, but the efficiency was much faster than last time. It seemed the appraiser had whispered something in his ear. This time, he brought out far fewer pills than before, but even so, the price offered was very high, selling for over 1.1 million. Perhaps it was because of Balaton that Ling Xiao was able to enjoy such treatment, and he couldn't help but feel a great liking for Balaton.
After a short wait, over a million Dao coins had been deposited into his Magic Crystal Card. Balaton quickly arrived from outside, smiling and nodding at Ling Xiao, saying, "What an honored guest! Please come inside and we'll talk."
He invited Ling Xiao in as the host.
The two entered a beautifully decorated guest room and sat down. Ling Xiao casually complimented, "Mr. Balaton, you've become even more robust these past few days."
"Hehe, when you get old, how can you be robust?"
Balaton chuckled, then changed the subject, asking, "Young Master Ling, our Shunde Trading Company is short of a Venerable in Fenglan City. I wonder if you'd be interested? We'll offer you the most generous treatment."
Ling Xiao's expression faltered, looking at Balaton with slight surprise, and he said with emotion, "Mr. Balaton, don't joke with me." Venerable
is an elegant title in the Divine Wind Continent, symbolizing status and position; only those with ability and talent can be called Venerable. Many powerful families and organizations have established the position of "Guardian," where they hire highly skilled individuals from outside to protect or serve them. The position of Guardian is generally very high.
"This old man is too old for such pointless jokes,"
Balaton said earnestly, his expression unchanged.
"Uh..."
Balaton's serious expression puzzled Ling Xiao. Could it be true? He couldn't help but ask in surprise, "Young man, I'm so young, what merit do I possess to be a Guardian? You're flattering me too much." The Guardian
position Balaton offered was far more prestigious than the last invitation. It wouldn't be coveted by true hermits or those with extraordinary skills, but for a young man like him, there was no reason to refuse. A Guardian is essentially a hands-off manager—unburdened, free, and with considerable power, only intervening when the organization they serve is threatened.
Ling Xiao couldn't understand what abilities Balaton possessed that made the Shunde Merchant Guild take notice. Balaton's relentless invitation to make him a retainer was highly suspicious, and he couldn't fathom the other party's motives, leaving him deeply puzzled.
Chapter 54: Enchanting (Part 1)
"Young Master Ling, please don't be modest. Hiring you as your esteemed retainer is truly the most suitable thing for you."
Balaton was well aware of Ling Xiao's doubts and said directly, "Alchemists are sought after by every merchant guild or power. Furthermore, your acquaintance with the young master of this city perfectly matches our requirements. I can say you are absolutely capable, and I have not misjudged you."
So that's it. Balaton's words were crystal clear. What they valued was Serf behind him. In just a few days, his name must have already reached the ears of some people in Fenglan City. Their most important goal was to better win over Serf, so that their business in Fenglan City would flourish even more.
After careful consideration, Ling Xiao didn't mince words and readily replied, "I agree. I wonder what Shunde Trading Company's sincerity is..."
Ling Xiao hadn't originally intended to offer any special favors, but since refusing Balaton's invitation to Shunde Trading Company last time, he had seriously considered the matter. Shunde Trading Company was one of the three giants of the business world, practically monopolizing 80% of the commerce on the mainland, with international operations as well. They dealt in various goods, with branches scattered throughout the country like stars, possessing immense power and a pivotal position on the Divine Wind Continent.
It was precisely for this reason that he agreed without hesitation; what he valued was their widespread influence and industry. Ling Xiao's purpose in coming here was to find Niya, but searching in a vast sea of people was like looking for a needle in a haystack, and being alone, it was a waste of time. However, leveraging Shunde Trading Company's influence would be different. While he couldn't guarantee finding Niya's whereabouts, it was far better than blindly stumbling upon her.
"Hehe...you're really not being polite at all, Shunde Trading Company is definitely offering you more than enough sincerity."
Balaton, with the air of a businessman, had anticipated Ling Xiao's question and replied calmly.
In business, Balaton's generous offer certainly demonstrated his sincerity, and Ling Xiao was very satisfied. He'd be crazy not to take advantage of a good deal. Shunde Trading Company was wealthy and powerful; what they gave him was just a drop in the ocean. But to people like them at the bottom of society, it was as heavy as Mount Tai. "Damn
, I'm a respectable person now! I can hold my head high outside. A million-dollar salary a month, no questions asked, just easy money! When luck comes, you can't stop it!" Ling Xiao was secretly delighted, feeling incredibly proud. Being a retainer—it's a profession with both status and money, not something an ordinary nobody could do. But all this was thanks to his underling, Serf. A mere young city lord was so popular that even the mighty Shunde Trading Company had to curry favor with him.
I've heard that the Shunde Trading Company has an ambiguous relationship with the royal family of the Nalante Empire. Rumor has it they even had a marriage alliance. It's a very complicated affair, unknown to outsiders. Surely they wouldn't even consider the Lord of Fenglan City a threat. Ling Xiao was utterly baffled, summarizing it simply as "a local official is more powerful than a distant one. "
Worrying so much was a waste of brainpower; as long as he could use the Shunde Trading Company's influence to find Aunt Niya, he'd be set for life.
"Ouch!" Lost in thought, Ling Xiao bumped into someone at the corner. Lost in thought and unprepared, he stumbled and fell to the ground with the impact.
In a panic, Ling Xiao instinctively reached out and grabbed the other woman's waist. He hadn't even had time to see her clearly yet—it was a woman, no doubt—before they both fell to the ground, one on top, the other on the bottom. The position was incredibly suggestive; an outsider might have thought they were witnessing a live-action primal performance in broad daylight. Fortunately, they were in the backyard of the Shunde Trading Company, a place where ordinary people couldn't enter without special permission.
"Ugh," the woman beneath him groaned in pain, feeling a heavy weight pressing down on her soft body. Because of the fall in her panic, her delicate hands instinctively wrapped around Ling Xiao's body, intimately embracing him as if he were a lover, her arms tightly wrapped around his waist.
Ling Xiao felt the soft, warm fragrance of a woman beneath him, a faint, alluring scent wafting into his nostrils. Intoxicated, his mind drifted aimlessly, the fragrance like the haunting scent of foxtail lilies in a secluded valley, wafting through the air and tantalizing him. He felt a tingling sensation, especially the two soft, full mounds pressed against his chest, their amazing elasticity filling the air – it was simply wonderful, like the warmth of spring sunshine. In his hazy
state, Ling Xiao sniffed, involuntarily drawing his nose towards the woman's body. It was clear that Ling Xiao possessed a lecherous nature, seemingly born with an innate fascination for women. Whether it was driven by lust or simply a lack of experience with women in his past life was unknown.
Unbeknownst to him, since practicing the Supreme Dao of the World, he had become extremely sensitive to women, as if drawn by an invisible charm. After experiencing the pleasures of women multiple times, he became like a drug addict, uncontrollably indulging in sexual intercourse with them. Perhaps the most important factor was his genetic makeup.
The woman's head was slightly off-center from Ling Xiao's, her cascading hair obscuring her face. She felt a hot breath on her ear, a tingling sensation like ants crawling on it, and that breath grew closer. What enraged her even more was that the man on top of her was shamelessly violating her, slowly and methodically pressing and grinding his strong chest against her firm, full breasts. It was utterly despicable. Anger spread through her body like the shockwave of an atomic bomb explosion.
"You..."
The woman suddenly turned her head to scold him, wanting to see who dared to take advantage of her like this. Before she could finish the word "you," leaving only a long trailing syllable, her delicate red lips pressed firmly against Ling Xiao's large mouth. Her mind went completely blank, as if she had fallen into the clouds.
Ling Xiao hadn't expected such a sensual encounter. He'd only been craning his neck to inhale the woman's unique fragrance when, by sheer coincidence, her lips met his. It was too much of a coincidence, like a pie falling from the sky—a rare and precious occurrence. But with Ling Xiao's shameless nature, he naturally hoped for more such moments. Who doesn't enjoy a seductive coincidence? Especially since the woman beneath him was exceptionally beautiful. Her delicate, willow-leaf eyebrows were like tender, verdant willow leaves in early spring, conveying a vibrant green. Her refined face was elegant and capable, possessing a unique feminine charm—a graceful yet naturally commanding presence, like an indomitable and resilient bamboo, unintentionally revealing decisiveness.
It was truly rare, making his heart pound. Just looking into her beautiful eyes evoked a sense of fear, yet it only fueled his urge to conquer her, to sing "Conquer" with her aloud. That kind of moment would become an indelible memory, leaving a profound mark on even the god of time.
The woman was none other than Ruoshui, whom Ling Xiao had met briefly at the Shunde Trading Company. She was the manager of the Fenglan City branch. In terms of appearance, talent, temperament, and ability, Ruoshui was outstanding and exceptionally talented, naturally exuding a unique charm.
The sight of her face so close and the soft stimulation emanating from her body made Ling Xiao's eyes gleam. He couldn't resist sticking out his tongue and licking her wet, smooth flesh. Ling Xiao was truly driven by lust; even in this situation, he didn't forget to take advantage. Fortunately, he retained a sliver of reason and didn't actually try to pry open Ruoshui's mouth.
"Ah..."
Ruoshui turned her head away, letting out a roar of anger. Her furious slap left a red handprint on Ling Xiao's face, like the blush that appears after a woman's orgasm.
Chapter 55: Enchanting Moments (Part 2)
Ruoshui never dreamed such a thing would happen. Her first kiss was taken from her inexplicably by the man before her. This was intolerable! Her pride wouldn't allow anyone to violate her. If it weren't for the trouble caused by Oleg, she wouldn't have bumped into the man in her confused state.
She recognized the man; Balaton had told her he was an alchemist with potential, a talent worth recruiting into the Shunde Trading Company. Perhaps due to his arrogance or other reasons, he hadn't agreed. Ruoshui had already labeled Ling Xiao as an arrogant and disdainful man, but after learning about Ling Xiao's relationship with Serf, she changed her mind and decided it was necessary to bring him into the Shunde Trading Company.
Ling Xiao, lying on Ruoshui's delicate body, felt a burning pain on his face. He was like a mute eating bitter melon, unable to express his bitterness.
"It wasn't me who initiated the kiss," he thought, "it seems like you're taking advantage of me. I'll fuck you, you little wench!" But as a man, he wouldn't be petty and argue with her, so he could only give an awkward smile. "Get up!"
Ruoshui shouted angrily, her voice righteous. Ling Xiao's smile
, so close to hers, seemed incredibly lewd to her. His hateful eyes held a malicious glint, making her feel uneasy, as if she were completely naked. And indeed, the woman beneath him was quite alluring, soft and fragrant, making Ling Xiao almost moan with pleasure. He slowly rubbed against Ruoshui, seemingly casually observing her, a wicked smile playing on his lips.
Ruoshui was utterly disgusted by this kind of man, looking at Ling Xiao with the same loathing one would show a lazy monkey. She wondered if Ling Xiao had noticed, as if he intended revenge. His groin, like a claw from An Lushan, firmly pressed down on Ruoshui's full breasts, like pressing on a soft, white steamed bun. It was a thunderbolt striking a prairie fire, making her heart tremble with fear.
Ling Xiao swore he absolutely hadn't done it on purpose; it was purely accidental. His heart was purer than a little rabbit's. He had only wanted to get off Ruoshui and had accidentally pressed where he shouldn't have. Ruoshui's chilling gaze made him involuntarily shiver. Unable to defend himself, he could only force a smile.
"Oh, my goodness..."
Ruoshui's calf suddenly slammed into Ling Xiao's abdomen, causing him to gasp in pain. What a ruthless woman! He grabbed Ruoshui's soft hand and quickly covered his stomach.
Ruoshui's almond-shaped eyes glared fiercely, filled with murderous intent. How could she have let such a shameless scoundrel in? She bent down and forcefully shoved Ling Xiao aside. Like a proud queen, her face was cold as she looked down at the lewd Ling Xiao lying on the ground. She casually smoothed her disheveled hair with her hands, unintentionally revealing a captivating charm.
Looking at Ling Xiao, who was staring blankly at her on the ground, Ruoshui was filled with anger and couldn't help but scold him to vent her dissatisfaction. Such a person was the scum of society, a disgrace, and was superfluous to keep around. No matter how she looked at him, Ling Xiao was no good. Perhaps it was her preconceived notion, but in her eyes, Ling Xiao had become utterly despicable.
Ruoshui exuded a capable and decisive aura, which, combined with her perfect figure, gave her a unique feminine charm. Calling her a rare beauty was no exaggeration. She wore a simple yet stylish and trendy women's business suit, which made her look like a fairy on water. The top was white, paired with a black short skirt that didn't even reach her knees, and she wore milky white stockings, looking sexy and alluring. Her delicate feet were clad in exquisite sandals, making her incredibly tempting.
She slightly reprimanded Ling Xiao, initially satisfied with his attitude, but then noticed something strange in his eyes. His expression was excited, like a beast in heat, mixed with primal desire, as if Ruoshui were already standing naked before him, waiting for him to rape her a thousand times over.
Following Ling Xiao's gaze, one could see his eyes were fixed intently on Ruoshui's lower body, his gaze following her skirt to the view beneath the black miniskirt. His eyes almost popped out of their sockets; if he could, he would wish he had more eyes to fully appreciate the boundless beauty. His
lewd gaze was extremely obscene, yet Ling Xiao maintained a gentlemanly demeanor, ignoring Ruoxue's scolding. All his attention was focused on the view beneath Ruoshui's skirt. Honestly, he absolutely did not intend to look; it was just that Ruoshui was standing boldly in front of him, and he hadn't had time to get up from the ground, so it was only natural that he would see it.
The scenery was like a valley between mountain peaks, visible only through rock climbing. Under his scrutiny, it was destined to become a unique memory. Because Ruoshui's black skirt was so short, and Ling Xiao's eyesight was so sharp, the view inside was completely exposed, especially those few black stalks peeking out mischievously—it was like a bomb exploding in his mind.
"One..."
"Two..."
"Five..."
"It seems like eight..."
Ling Xiao muttered to himself, extremely seriously, making eight gestures with his hand, a confident smile playing on his lips: "Yes, only eight are showing."
Ruoshui was furious, her face flushed, and she roared, "I'm going to kill you!"
With that, she delivered a powerful side kick, the air whistling as her long, beautiful leg traced a dangerous arc.
Seeing the beautiful leg coming at him, Ling Xiao knew it wouldn't be a joke if it hit his head. He lazily flipped over, awkwardly dodging Ruoshui's leg, and glared menacingly at the murderous woman. "Damn it," he thought, "I only glanced at you a few times! No need for a fight. If I really did 'assault' you, I'd be dead!"
Ruoshui, not one to let things slide, was determined to teach this frivolous playboy a lesson. She wouldn't let Ling Xiao get away with it without showing him what he was made of.
"Earth Kill!"
A thick aura of earth element emanated from Ruoshui, the heavy earth magic indicating a high level of magic. She chanted an incantation, unleashing an Earth Kill spell at Ling Xiao.
The Earth Kill spell and its fierce attack locked onto Ling Xiao, the yellow light intimidating. Clearly, Ruoshui was enraged. Ling Xiao dared not be careless, and a fire spell erupted from his palm, releasing a blazing flame.
"Seriously? I didn't do it on purpose! Who would dare marry you after this?"
Ling Xiao said, greatly dissatisfied. He'd only seen a few hairs; he hadn't seen anything else, yet he was already shouting for a fight. It was so unfair! Being a person was hard, being a man was even harder.
The magic of the two sides collided, creating a dazzling light. The fiery red fire element and the heavy earth element instantly crumbled, the space trembled slightly, and the surrounding objects were affected. Fortunately, neither of them had used any terrifying magic, otherwise the Shunde Trading Company would have been reduced to nothing in an instant.
The more he said, the more mistakes he made. Ling Xiao didn't want to explain so much to Ruoshui. Some things women don't need to be reasoned with. It was best to slip away. Ling Xiao darted away from Ruoshui's attack range. Neither of them would be foolish enough to use powerful magic.
Watching Ling Xiao's retreating figure, Ruoshui stomped her feet a few times in anger, her face a mixture of anger and uncertainty. That damned man, don't think I'll let you off so easily.
Ling Xiao, who had already made his escape, suddenly turned back and said to Ruoshui with a wicked grin, "The lace panties from Qixiangfang are really something."
"You..."
Ruoshui's face turned ashen with anger, her teeth clenched. "Ling Xiao, I, Ruoshui, will never forgive you!" Her flushed face was practically dripping with water.
Chapter 56: Bluestone Slab
"How could I, a dignified seven-foot man, stoop to her level? I'm somewhat in the wrong. Who told him to be like a wolf in heat when he sees a beautiful woman, uncontrollably losing his composure? Women are trouble, poison, yet men are drawn to them like moths to a flame, as if some invisible magic attracts them.
Damn it, when did I become so lacking in self-control? Even Ruoshui's beauty can make me lose my composure? It's utterly illogical! But just now, it was as if he'd swallowed thousands of aphrodisiacs. Ruoshui beneath him was like a naked lamb, waiting to be slaughtered. At that moment, even his own father wouldn't have recognized him."
Fortunately, he didn't suffer much damage, otherwise it would have been a huge loss. With just that little girl Ruoshui, he could have easily taken her down with a flick of his wrist. Ling Xiao ran faster than a rabbit, his mind involuntarily conjuring up the sexy lace under Ruoshui's skirt.
He never expected that the usually serious Ruoshui would wear such sexy clothes. Haha, she certainly had good taste. The black curly hair peeking out was more precious and dazzling than any treasure, so eye-catching that he wished he could stick his eyes inside and examine her from head to toe.
Back at the inn, Duanmu Qing was eagerly waiting for him. Ling Xiao teased, "Missed me, huh?"
"Of course I missed you!"
Duanmu Qing rolled her eyes at Ling Xiao, giving him a self-satisfied look. After spending several days together, she had gotten used to Ling Xiao's flirtatious ways and was no longer as easily embarrassed as before. She was still quite used to being teased by him. However, Ling Xiao had certainly taken advantage of her a few times, often making her blush and feel aroused.
"But I get anxious when I don't see you, little sister..."
Ling Xiao said in a funny tone. He liked Duanmu Qing's refined and gentle demeanor, and occasionally teasing her and taking advantage of her made their days quite enjoyable.
"I hate you..."
Ling Xiao's words were so blunt that Duanmu Qing felt a chill run down her spine. However, despite the bluntness, Duanmu Qing felt sweeter than if she'd eaten something. The thought that he cared about her crossed her mind. What woman doesn't like hearing a man say he cares about her? Even if it's a lie, they'll still believe it. So sometimes, a woman's requests are very simple.
Duanmu Qing, with a slightly girlish, coquettish manner, playfully punched his chest with her small hands. Ling Xiao didn't care; he felt extremely comfortable. This soft force was like a tickle, something he was more than happy to receive. However, he had to feign pain on his face.
Feeling triumphant and full of self-satisfaction, Ling Xiao scooped up Duanmu Qing and pulled her into his arms. With a soft "ah," Duanmu Qing's delicate face pressed against Ling Xiao's chest. Inhaling his deep masculine scent, her body went weak and she mumbled, "You're bullying me again."
"No, I swear to God, I cherish you so much, how could I bully you?"
Looking at Duanmu Qing, who was like a kitten in his arms, Ling Xiao immediately showered her with sweet words.
Having never experienced love or romance, and completely clueless about matters of the heart, Duanmu Qing was at a time when she yearned for love. Meeting Ling Xiao, a seasoned veteran, was like a mouse encountering a cat; how could she escape his grasp? She involuntarily fell into a whirlwind of flirtatious banter.
After a while of giggling and sweet talk, Ling Xiao mysteriously said, "Qing'er, I'll take you somewhere."
"Where?"
Duanmu Qing couldn't help but ask, seeing Ling Xiao's mysterious expression.
"You'll find out when we get there,"
Ling Xiao urged Duanmu Qing, also wanting to see what the place was like.
"Wait a minute, I'll go change my clothes, I'll be right back,"
Duanmu Qing said apologetically, and slowly left.
Fenglan City isn't particularly large, nor is it small; it's quite a distance to walk there. Their destination was an area called Pearl Bay, a picturesque bay within Fenglan City, resembling a lake with mountains, water, and trees. Many tourists enjoy coming here to relax, enjoy the scenery, and savor the time.
Ling Xiao and Duanmu Qing arrived at Pearl Bay by carriage. Located not far from the bustling area of Fenglan City, Pearl Bay boasts convenient transportation and an excellent location. Due to its beautiful environment and pleasant scenery, many wealthy individuals have built luxurious villas there.
Stepping off the carriage, they found themselves on a tree-lined ancient path, dappled sunlight dancing between the trees. On either side of the path were uneven mounds covered in lush green grass, and tall, dense trees of varying heights grew, their leaves reflecting a tranquil and elegant atmosphere. Through the trees, one could glimpse villas of various styles.
Walking along the winding, ancient path, holding Duanmu Qing's soft hand, they slowly savored the tranquility of the moment. It was a rare and heartwarming experience. Passersby glanced at them, each expressing their own opinions: "What a beautiful woman! How could she have been eaten by a dog? I'm much better than him." Others wondered if she was being kept, commenting that they had never encountered such a stunning woman.
"What a beautiful place..."
Duanmu Qing exclaimed with childlike joy, gazing at the beautiful scenery before her, especially the lake beside the ancient path. Its surface shimmered in the breeze, rippling gently, reflecting the distant, low mountains—a breathtaking sight. Water birds occasionally flitted across the lake, their graceful forms a sight to behold.
"Do you like it?"
Ling Xiao was very satisfied with the pleasing environment, especially Duanmu Qing's joyful expression, which made her smile broadly. To please a beauty like her, what was a thousand taels of gold? Many pleasure boats and painted barges are moored on the waters of Zhushui Bay for people's entertainment, which is truly a rare treat. Hehe, if you bought a boat and took a beautiful woman on a boat trip, that would be like being in heaven.
"Yes, I like it."
Duanmu Qing nodded seriously and said, "Is this the place you wanted to show me?"
"Of course, not just these. Come with me."
Shaking his head, Ling Xiao pulled her towards a cluster of villas. The people living in Zhushui Bay are all wealthy and powerful, and those villas are like a gathering place for the rich.
Arriving at a cluster of exquisitely designed and varied buildings, Ling Xiao walked towards one of the villas and gently knocked on the door.
"What are we doing here?"
Duanmu Qing asked with some concern when she saw Ling Xiao knocking on someone's door for no reason.
"You'll find out in a moment."
Giving her a reassuring look, Ling Xiao remained calm.
"Creak."
The door opened gently, and an old man stepped out, respectfully saying to Ling Xiao, "Young Master Ling, you've arrived."
He then hurriedly stepped aside to invite Ling Xiao inside.
The courtyard was large, divided into four sections, cleverly arranged to create an elegant and tranquil atmosphere. Flowers, fruit trees, rockeries, and strangely shaped stones were interspersed throughout, with winding corridors and pavilions—truly a rare and precious residence.
Upon entering, one was greeted by a spacious and bright main hall, flanked by side rooms. Tables and chairs were arranged neatly in the main hall, and from these side rooms, one could access the backyard, clearly used for receiving guests.
The backyard was where the owner rested. A magnificent and ingeniously constructed two-story building stood there, its exterior painted white, with a towering spire. The first floor was entirely encased in transparent magical glass windows, offering excellent views of the outside scenery. Various green plants grew on the roof, and several swings were set up there, allowing one to leisurely swing while enjoying the view at night.
"What is this place?"
Duanmu Qing asked curiously, her beautiful eyes constantly taking in the scenery of the courtyard. Having grown up in a wealthy family, she had seen all kinds of houses—magnificent, luxurious, simple and elegant, gentle and charming… Duanmu Qing was used to it all, so she wasn't particularly surprised or curious.
"This is our home. We'll live here from now on. What do you think?"
Ling Xiao said with no small amount of pride. This villa in Zhushui Bay was a privilege bestowed upon him by Balaton of the Shunde Trading Company. It had amazed him since then. After leaving the Shunde Trading Company, he had taken a carriage here to observe it thoroughly and was very satisfied. Staying in inns all the time wasn't a good solution; those places were crowded and chaotic, and with a stunningly beautiful woman by his side, how could Ling Xiao feel at ease? Now, with such a private and comfortable place, it couldn't be better.
Upon hearing this, Duanmu Qing couldn't hide her joy. Like a cheerful little bird, she looked around the courtyard, already considering it her own home. The old man who opened the door was the employee responsible for guarding and cleaning the courtyard, seemingly also a clerk from the Shunde Trading Company. Ling Xiao gave the old man some money and sent him back to report that he had moved in.
The large courtyard was fairly well-equipped with household items, but lacked many daily necessities, such as food and clothing… Taking advantage of the remaining free time, Ling Xiao decided to go and buy the necessities with Duanmu Qing. Once they had everything they needed, they could move into the courtyard that afternoon.
They hired a carriage and headed straight for the streets of Fenglan City. Located in the heart of Fenglan City, it was bustling and prosperous, a gathering place for merchants. From clothing, food, housing, and transportation to entertainment, and even rare and exotic treasures, everything was available. As long as you had money, you wouldn't have to worry about where to spend it.
Walking down the street with Duanmu Qing, buying various necessities, Ling Xiao became the porter, carrying large and small bags of things, looking like a fat, bloated brown bear. Walking was difficult, but thankfully he had a spatial ring, otherwise he would have collapsed from exhaustion long ago.
Ahead lies Fenglan City's famous Taobao Street, a place where all sorts of strange and unusual trinkets are sold. It's a hub for trade and exchange, where many vendors and individuals set up stalls to sell their collections or acquired items.
Many people try to swindle unsuspecting customers, selling them seemingly rare treasures for a hefty profit. Others hope to find hidden gems and become rich overnight. Indeed, some have unexpectedly struck gold and become wealthy, drawing crowds hoping for easy riches. However, a few come seeking items that are normally hard to find, such as weapons and magical artifacts…
Dazzled by the array of goods, Ling Xiao and Duanmu Qing glanced at each item. "Oh, there are even herbs for sale," they thought, "specifically for alchemy." However, these were mostly common herbs like lichen, iron flower, and roland, generally found in hillsides and valleys. They were all auxiliary ingredients for refining first-tier pills, and extremely cheap.
As an alchemist, Ling Xiao naturally stopped to examine these common herbs, his mind flashing through their medicinal properties and the medicines they could be made into. This knowledge had become an integral part of him; whenever he saw herbs, his mind would reflexively recall their related information. This was largely thanks to the old man's meticulous teaching.
"Can we eat these?"
Duanmu Qing looked at the colorful plants with the curiosity of a child. As a novice, she naturally didn't understand the uses of herbs, only associating them with flowers, plants, and cooking.
"All you think about is eating. If you keep eating, you'll turn into a little pig."
Ling Xiao pinched Duanmu Qing's pretty cheek and touched her smooth forehead, teasingly saying, "You're not sick, why are you eating these herbs?"
"You're so annoying, making fun of me again,"
Duanmu Qing said coquettishly.
"Young master, you must be an alchemist. Please take a look. These are all rare herbs, guaranteed to be genuine."
The herb farmer had a sharp eye and could tell at a glance that Ling Xiao was an alchemist. To laymen, most people passing by his stall would just glance at it, not even giving it a proper look, because to them these flowers and herbs were completely useless. But it was a different story for alchemists. They would come forward to examine the herbs they needed for alchemy, looking for any herbs they might require, or perhaps even find those extinct divine herbs or spiritual flowers.
Ling Xiao smiled noncommittally. The herb farmer's words were indeed a bit exaggerated. It was just a pile of ordinary herbs, but under his silver tongue, he had transformed the mundane into the miraculous, as if they were spiritual herbs and medicines. He really knew how to attract business. Ling Xiao reached out and examined each herb one by one.
He daylily relieves phlegm and cough, relieves boredom and removes blood stasis; hibiscus leaves can stop bleeding and reduce swelling, and prevent mosquito bites. The root of the giant bulrush is huge! Looking at the snake-like, twisted root, Ling Xiao's eyes lit up. This giant bulrush must be at least a hundred years old. If used medicinally, its effects would be much stronger than ordinary bulrush roots. It's truly rare, but unfortunately, it's not very useful. Clover is used for bruises and sprains and is a common auxiliary ingredient in the preparation of wound medicine. It's very common, and this herb is also frequently used by beginners in alchemy.
Wait, something's not right. Ling Xiao's gaze shifted back to the clover. This wasn't a clover. Although it was called a clover, it didn't have three leaves. It was a cluster of leaves, a delicate green, emitting a faint fragrance, like mint. The leaves branched into three forks, and the roots had long yellow tendrils. The appearance of the clover in front of him almost perfectly matched the description of a clover. However, the surface of its leaves didn't match the description. Clover leaves have crisscrossing veins, while the leaves of this herb had intertwined veins. The name of a plant involuntarily surfaced in Ling Xiao's mind: Heavenly Fragrance. That's right, it was Heavenly Fragrance. If you didn't look closely, an ordinary alchemist wouldn't even notice it. Even those highly experienced old alchemists might not be able to distinguish it. Heavenly Fragrance was a very difficult herb to grow. It was a variant of clover and was extremely precious. Just using a small amount of its leaves in medicine could raise the grade of the refined pills and also restore battle qi and magic power.
He was almost fooled by his own eyes. If the old man hadn't honed his eyes to perfection, he would definitely have mistaken the Heavenly Fragrance for a clover. Back then, the old man had painstakingly taught him, making him memorize the appearance, shape, smell, and growing environment of every plant, and even personally taste them, which had caused him a lot of suffering. Such a large Heavenly Fragrance was truly a rare find; if sold to an alchemist, it would fetch at least a million sword coins.
"I need these few clover stalks. Please wrap them up for me,"
Ling Xiao said calmly, his expression unchanged. These shrewd people from the bottom of society, seasoned by time, would see through any slight misstep or betrayal, and would then reassess their goods and demand exorbitant prices. Ling Xiao wasn't foolish enough to let them rip him off.
"Oh, okay."
Upon hearing that Ling Xiao wanted to buy these ordinary clover stalks, the herbalist immediately rushed forward to wrap them up, chattering incessantly, "These clover stalks I dug are the freshest, perfect for making medicine, and the price is fair..."
"Here, keep the change."
Ling Xiao pulled out a dozen or so hundred-yuan coins for the herbalist, too lazy to listen to his rambling, picked up the wrapped clover stalks, and left with Duanmu Qing.
"Thank you, young master. I hope you'll come again next time."
The herbalist looked at the money in his hand, beaming with joy. He hadn't expected to meet such a generous young master; he'd really struck gold.
"Why did you give him so much money? These are just ordinary herbs."
Duanmu Qing couldn't help but ask. She wasn't concerned about the money itself, but rather why Ling Xiao was so generous, giving the herbalist over a thousand coins when the herbs looked only worth a few dozen coins.
“这可不是普通的三叶草，我们今天可是赚到了，你还真是我的福星。”
凌萧掩盖不住喜悦之情，蜻蜓点水般的在端木晴光洁的额头上亲了一口，以一千多刀币买来需要花一百多万以上的价格才能够买来的天香草，实在是赚到了。向端木晴解释了一番，端木晴恍然大悟，吃吃笑道：”你还真够狡诈，小心药农伯伯知道后非揍你不可。”
这么大一株天香草，添加在丹药中，成功率绝对会增加，只不过炼制普通丹药太过浪费，如果留着炼制三品丹药，再好不过，他目前炼制二品丹药的成功率已经大有进步。
“我们买一块木雕吧。”
女子都有爱美之心，端木晴看着一个摊位上摆放着许多巧夺天工，刻画逼真的木雕石雕，忍不住拉着凌萧驻足。
The stone and wood carvings on the stall were of various shapes and exquisitely detailed, especially those with delicate and smooth lines, all carved in one go. The depictions of flowers, birds, fish, and insects were all vividly portrayed, demonstrating the superb craftsmanship of the carvers. They were certainly eye-catching for girls.
"So beautiful..."
Duanmu Qing exclaimed, picking up several small sculptures.
The stall owner was an elderly man, robust with gray hair, carving a wooden object. He didn't look up when someone approached, continuing to carve his craft. The old man's movements were extremely swift and precise. He constantly picked up various unusual tools from the side, planing, cutting, chiseling, and scraping the sculpture, a skill that dazzled Ling Xiao.
"This one's nice, and this one's nice too."
Duanmu Qing held up the carvings, comparing them one by one, finding it hard to choose. They all looked beautiful. Turning to Ling Xiao, she said, "You should choose one too."
The exquisite carvings on the stall didn't catch Ling Xiao's attention. What did, however, was a bluestone slab. Placed prominently among the handicrafts, it stood out starkly against the other carvings. The bluestone was ordinary, like something used for paving in a park. Square and about the size of two palms, it had many grooves carved with intricate patterns. The patterns were peculiar; he couldn't tell what they were, but they were likely decorative.
Ling Xiao picked up the bluestone slab and examined it closely. It was heavy, its ancient shape gleaming with a metallic sheen. He didn't know what kind of stone it was made of, but the patterns looked old and weathered, suggesting it had a long history.
Gently touching the mysterious patterns, Ling Xiao's heart trembled, and he almost dropped the bluestone slab. He sensed an extremely powerful force within it, a peculiar power as vast as smoke. Upon touching the slab, his spirit was irresistibly drawn by this mysterious force, almost losing control. At that moment, he felt like a fragile blade of grass gazing up at a towering mountain.
A cold sweat broke out on Ling Xiao's back. What was this strange thing? It contained unknown, strange energy. If released, it would be more powerful than a forbidden spell. Was it a weapon? Or a staff or something?
"I want this..."
Duanmu Qing said happily to Ling Xiao, holding a goddess statue. "Have you chosen?"
Duanmu Qing had chosen a wooden statue of the Goddess of Light. In the Divine Wind Continent, almost everyone chose a statue of the Goddess of Light because she was beautiful and sacred, bringing peace to people. Ling Xiao smiled and shook the bluestone slab, saying, "I'll choose this one."
"It's so ugly," Duanmu Qing muttered curiously.
The old man finally stopped what he was doing, looked at the items the two had chosen, and said, "Six hundred and fifty knives."
After paying, Ling Xiao held the bluestone slab, puzzled. Could it be a divine artifact, or some rare treasure? Unable to figure it out, Ling Xiao could only put the bluestone slab into his spatial ring, to study it slowly when he got back.
Chapter 57: The Pig Man and the Ox Man
Today was truly a worthwhile trip. I found a Heavenly Fragrance herb and that mysterious bluestone slab. It seems my luck isn't bad. If I come here every now and then, won't I be rich?
"Brother Darcy, I'm so hungry."
The pig man, Buna, clutched his stomach and complained painfully.
"Buna, I haven't eaten for five or six days either. Now I'm seeing stars."
The ox man, Darcy, looked distressed, his words weak and listless.
"I really crave a feast right now. Even if it's just scraps of chaff, I'd eat it all up."
Buna leaned against the wall, looking miserable. Scraps of chaff were a truly disgusting food, made from leftover rice water and chaff, a kind of animal food. Both orcs and humans loathed it, and even the usually undemanding pigmen ignored it.
"Damn orc kingdom! They sent pigmen and minotaurs to the front lines! When I get the chance, I'll roast them!" Darcy
exclaimed, getting excited at the mention of food. "Braised, stewed, and deep-fried—I'll give them everything! It'll be worth it for my starving stomach!"
"Don't even mention it, old pig Buna. I'd be happy just to have some scraps of chaff."
Buna, the pigman, seemed to already see a delicious meal before him, his mouth watering, but his stomach was protesting.
For pig-men and ox-men, worldly power, beauty, money, treasures… they can disregard and resist these things, but the one thing they cannot tolerate is not having enough to eat. That is worse than death. The cruelest torture in the world is going through fire and water, but pig-men and ox-men don't think so. If they can't even eat, the seriousness of the situation is far more intense than fire and water.
Pig-men and ox-men have the simplest minds among orcs; they are single-minded. They are numerous, and do nothing but eat and sleep. They are usually regarded as scum and good-for-nothings by other orcs and are very unpopular. In times of war, pig-men and ox-men usually serve as vanguards and cannon fodder, but they are often very effective because they are strong, single-minded, and fearless on the battlefield, only knowing how to charge forward to kill the enemy.
Darcy and Buna were the ox-man and pig-man captured on the battlefield. At first, they thought they were incredibly lucky, blessed by the Beast God to have survived the war and thus enjoy delicious food later. Unfortunately, they no longer saw it that way. All prisoners captured on the battlefield were sold into slavery. Slaves were the lowest and lowest class on the Divine Wind Continent, without freedom or rights; their lives were entirely in the hands of their masters.
Darcy and Buna became part of the slave market, filled with regret and despair. Hunger was more painful than any torture; they wished they had died on the battlefield, and couldn't help but envy their brothers who had perished.
"Hey, give us some food! We haven't eaten for days!"
The pig-man Buna was starving. He now saw everything as delicious food, especially the women passing by. Their pert buttocks and high breasts reminded him of a large bowl of slick, mouthwatering meat, and he wanted nothing more than to take a big bite. He shouted loudly at his slave owner.
"Eat, eat, eat! All you know is to be a glutton! Selling you wouldn't even cover my cost of feeding you. Look at your behavior! Even bringing you out to sell has scared away some of my customers. Look at the one who came with you—she wasn't sold. Keeping you around is worse than taking you to the slaughterhouse to be butchered and sold for meat! And you still have the nerve to eat?"
The slave owner was furious at the pig-man's blatant behavior. Pig-men and cow-men were extremely difficult to sell. They had strange, repulsive cow and pig smells, and were extremely rude. Ordinary families wouldn't buy them as slaves; only those engaged in heavy manual labor would buy them.
"I'll let you eat, I'll let you eat! You want to eat? I'll let you taste what it's like to be whipped and roasted!"
The slave owner, enraged, grabbed the whip and began lashing the pig-man.
Buna, his hands and feet bound in chains, was unable to resist. Each vicious lash caused him to grimace in pain, but thankfully, his thick skin prevented him from being brutally beaten. "Damn it, I haven't even gotten my food, and I'm almost whipped and roasted!" the pig-man howled.
Darcy, seeing Buna being tortured by the slave owner, was furious. His bull-like temper flared, and he grabbed the whip the slave owner was wielding against Buna, glaring at the slave with his bull-like eyes.
"You orcs really have a skin to burn. Looks like I'll have to give you a good beating."
The slave owner smiled insincerely, then kicked the bull-man with tremendous force, enough to shatter stone and split gold. It seemed the slave owner had some martial arts skills; otherwise, how could he dare to run this business?
"Bang!" The slave owner's foot kicked Darcy, but instead of sending him flying as expected, it felt like hitting a diamond, making Darcy's leg go numb. Darcy stood motionless in place. Orcs are just orcs, possessing only brute strength. The slave owner spat disdainfully, his anger undiminished, and said, "I'll skin you alive and make clothes from your skins..."
"Boss, I want a slave."
Just as the slave owner was about to go up and teach the cow-men and pig-men a lesson, a voice rang out from behind.
Upon hearing that a customer had come, the slave owner's expression immediately changed, and he said enthusiastically, "Choose whatever you like, look around as you please. I have tall, short, fat, and thin ones all here, I guarantee you'll find one you like."
The visitor was none other than Ling Xiao. The huge villa was too deserted with only the two of them. He couldn't possibly do all the cleaning and chores himself, so buying a servant was necessary. Before him stood rows of slaves of all kinds in the slave market. Their clothes were disheveled and dirty, their hair was messy, and some women's breasts and buttocks were half-exposed, attracting men to buy them. However, their appearance was too ordinary. All of them had their hands and feet chained, with straw tags attached to their backs, waiting to be chosen.
"I'll take these two,"
Ling Xiao said, pointing to the minotaur and the pig-headed man.
The slave owner was stunned, looking at Ling Xiao incredulously. The simple-mindedness and astonishing appetite of the cow-man and pig-man were a headache for many buyers. When they were in a bad mood, they would easily lose their temper, deterring many potential buyers. However, he said, "Young master is truly a kind person, buying these two poor, unwanted creatures. You're practically their second parents."
"Their second parents? Does that mean I'm also a pig-man and a cow-man?"
Ling Xiao glared at the slave owner unhappily.
"Oh, no, no, young master, you misunderstand."
The slave owner quickly said. It was rare for someone to be willing to pay to buy these two plagues, how could he dare to offend them?
"That's good."
Ling Xiao nodded. Actually, he was just teasing the slave owner. Duanmu Qing secretly laughed beside him.
Ling Xiao paid the seller 200,000 knives and said, "Loosen their handcuffs and shackles."
Buna and Darcy were incredibly proud to hear someone was buying them; they weren't unwanted livestock. They were happier than if they'd won a battle. Hearing Ling Xiao tell the slave owner to unlock their shackles and handcuffs filled them with joy.
"This…"
the slave owner hesitated, "If they become unruly after we unlock them, it'll be difficult to manage them." "Just unlock them," 　　Ling Xiao nodded.
"Boys and oxen have dignity; they won't act recklessly, especially towards their benefactor." 　　Darcy and Buna were stunned. A human actually said they had dignity? If they went back and told their chieftain, he certainly wouldn't believe them. Their feelings at that moment were like a cow and a sow mating, unleashing their offspring with overwhelming force to satisfy the craving female orcs. "From now on, I am your master. If you have no questions, come with me," 　　Ling Xiao said, stepping forward to the untied cows and oxen. 　　"Will you get enough to eat following me?" 　　the pig-man and the cow-man said in unison. Eating was the most important thing, but they secretly felt a good impression of Ling Xiao. They, the cow-man and the pig-man, also had dignity and hoped to be treated the same way others treated them. 　　"Eating is nothing. I guarantee you'll have fish and meat at every meal. If you don't want to leave, then please help yourselves." 　　After Ling Xiao finished speaking, he pulled Duanmu Qing away. 　　"Didn't you want to buy them? Why are you letting them go?" 　　Duanmu Qing really couldn't understand what Ling Xiao was up to, but judging from the wicked smile on his lips, she knew he was definitely up to no good. 　　Darcy and Buna looked at each other, overwhelmed by this sudden joy. Darcy said, "Did you hear him say he wanted us to leave?" 　　"Is it true?" 　　Buna felt like he was in a dream. Happiness had come so quickly; it was truly a blessing from the Beast God. He stretched out his pig paw and pinched Darcy's face hard. 　　"Oh, you pig-headed idiot!" 　　Darcy yelled in pain. "Are we leaving?" 　　"We pig-men have dignity. Our master bought us; how can we leave?" 　　Buna said proudly. 　　"Yes, he's like our living parents. He's even letting us go. Where can you find such a good master? It seems we won't go hungry if we follow him," 　　Darcy thought simply, his bull-like eyes wide. The two hurriedly followed Ling Xiao. 　　Hehe, Ling Xiao was using a strategy of winning hearts and minds. The other slaves were all lifeless and half-dead, giving him a headache. Only these two beastmen were alright. Besides, beastmen are simple-minded and strong, making them perfect to buy. As long as you treat them well, they will follow you wholeheartedly. It's just that people have always looked down on cow-men and pig-men, constantly insulting and beating them, which makes them disobedient and extremely difficult to tame. 　　Chapter 58: Heartfire 　　They were simple-minded, but they also had their own dignity. If you treated them even slightly well, they would follow you without hesitation. Ling Xiao easily won their hearts with just a few small favors. Driven by their pride and their goodwill towards him, they followed him without question, showing how simple-minded they were. Even if they didn't follow him, Ling Xiao would only lose a little over two hundred thousand, provided he used some methods to force them to comply. Ling Xiao had no good intentions whatsoever. 　　"It smells awful," 　　Duanmu Qing said, pinching her nose in discomfort. The strange smell emanating from Darcy and Buna was indeed nauseating; they hadn't bathed for days. 　　Ling Xiao frowned and ordered, "You two go take a bath, or you won't get any food. Also, change all your clothes." 　　The pig and bull-men among the orcs were never clean, always carrying a strange, sour smell. This bad habit of theirs had to be corrected. 　　Darcy and Buna's eyes practically glowed with envy at the prospect of food. They grabbed the money Ling Xiao had given them and fled in a panic. Duanmu Qing and Ling Xiao entered a restaurant to eat, waiting for the two to arrive after washing up. 　　Inside, Ling Xiao ordered two dishes. Darcy and Buna then ordered their portions. Duanmu Qing elegantly ate her food, raising her head to ask, "Won't they run away?" 　　"Don't worry," 　　Ling Xiao confidently replied, making muffled sounds as he ate. His eating manners were unsightly and rude, as if someone might try to take his food. His mouth was stuffed full, making frequent crunching sounds, a stark contrast to Duanmu Qing's elegant eating. 　　The people in the restaurant cast strange glances at them. Such a beautiful woman eating with such uncouth people was a real eyesore. Were they a couple? Or just friends? Everyone else in the restaurant ate much more politely than Ling Xiao. 　　Duanmu Qing ignored their stares and continued eating. In her eyes, Ling Xiao's every move didn't disgust her; on the contrary, she admired him. His naturalness and sincerity perfectly matched her standards. 　　Ling Xiao, however, devoured the food as if he hadn't eaten in ages, like a starving ghost, as if the food held a grudge against him and only eating it could quell his hatred. His actions, however, drew the ire of a group of people who had just entered the restaurant. One of them, in particular, was utterly astonished by Duanmu Qing's beauty. 　　"Miss, my name is Allen. May I ask you to go on a date?" 　　Allen approached her with obvious interest, admiring the woman's stunning beauty. 　　"Sorry, I'm already on a date," 　　Duanmu Qing replied tactfully, despite her disgust at the man's advances, demonstrating her high level of refinement. 　　Duanmu Qing's voice was truly beautiful and melodious. Allen, seemingly oblivious, shamelessly approached Ling Xiao and said, "Excuse me, could you move aside? I need to speak with this lady for a moment." 　　He then reached out and grabbed Ling Xiao's clothes. 　　Ling Xiao remained seated, his face stern, and said, "Could you please remove your hand?" 　　"No, can't you see this beautiful lady is waiting to speak?"

Allen boasted narcissistically to Ling Xiao. His group of brothers helplessly followed behind him, watching Allen flirt with the beautiful woman.
"Wow, what a big fire!"
Allen was startled. Suddenly, a ball of flame erupted from the hand holding Ling Xiao's clothes, burning his hand terribly, while Ling Xiao's clothes remained unharmed. He couldn't help but angrily say, "Kid, you're asking for it! Don't you know how dangerous playing with fire is, especially in front of a beautiful woman?"
Allen charged towards Ling Xiao in a flash of light, his thick fist bursting with dazzling light. The dazzling light possessed immense power, terrifying and extraordinary.
The sound of air being torn apart was sharp and forceful. Seeing the fist like a meteor, Ling Xiao had no time to dodge. Damn it, who is this guy? He's even more shameless than him, attacking without a word. Enraged, he quickly cast a fire-based defensive spell to protect himself.
"Bang!"
Allen's powerful fist, like a giant wave at sea, struck Ling Xiao with tremendous force.
Ling Xiao's defensive magic shattered instantly, and his body flew backward due to the immense force. Duanmu Qing was extremely worried when she saw Ling Xiao being sent flying and exclaimed, "No!"
She hurriedly got up to check on Ling Xiao's injuries.
Allen blocked Duanmu Qing's path and said happily, "Miss, this time I can talk to you alone."
"Get out of the way."
Duanmu Qing frowned slightly and said coldly without any politeness.
Ling Xiao had not expected this man named Allen to be so powerful. He had been careless and fallen into Allen's trap. His chest ached slightly, and he had difficulty breathing, but he was not seriously injured. He would repay those who treated him with respect tenfold, and he would take their lives. A murderous aura rose on Ling Xiao's face.
"Damn it, playing with fire again."
Allen hurriedly dodged, and his brothers behind him all hid far away without any worry on their faces.
Ling Xiao unleashed his fire-based attack magic once more, dense fire magic elements swirling in the air, creating an oppressive atmosphere. The air itself seemed scorching hot, as if one were in a furnace, the powerful force descending like a dark cloud.
Ling Xiao was furious, and the consequences would be severe. Allen also anticipated the danger, and a dazzling yellow light suddenly erupted from his body, its intensity surpassing his previous attack. A
flash of red light appeared, radiating scorching heat, and flames as vibrant as the sun shot into the sky, burning Allen. The blinding light was blinding, and the scorching heat impacted everyone in the restaurant like a shockwave, causing many to flee in terror.
Bang! Allen's fist collided with the red light, the sound echoing through the heavens. The yellow light on Allen's body gradually weakened, showing signs of being no match for the flames that could melt steel.
"Again."
Allen's expression changed, his eyes burning with a fierce light. His gaze seemed to be fixed on Ling Xiao, his eagerness filling him with ecstatic joy.
Suddenly, Allen's aura shifted. The yellow light around him vanished, replaced by a vibrant, spring-like emerald green. This dense emerald green radiated a terrifying power, revealing its formidable nature.
"A Battle Master!"
Ling Xiao exclaimed in surprise. No wonder his opponent was so confident; he was no pushover either. A piercing gaze fixed on Allen, as if taunting him.
"Fireball!"
A massive fireball, burning fiercely, seemed to mirror Ling Xiao's current mood, determined to reduce this damned Allen to ashes. The fireball swept through everything in its path, breaking through all obstacles.
Allen moved like lightning, leaping towards the fireball, extending a fist and unleashing a white beam of light. A large expanse of white light, as if tangible, collided with the ferocious fireball.
Instantly, dazzling light radiated outwards, forming a powerful force that completely obliterated the restaurant's interior.
The two fought fiercely, evenly matched, unleashing brilliant magic and powerful battle auras, seemingly determined to fight to the death. A thunderous explosion followed, darkening the sky.
Duanmu Qing, hiding in the distance, was filled with anxiety. Her beautiful eyes never left Ling Xiao's figure; she had unknowingly fallen deeply in love with him, every move he made captivating her heart.
"Stop fighting! Stop!"
Duanmu Qing cried out in fear, her brows furrowed, showing her concern for Ling Xiao.
Allen leaped away, disappearing from the battlefield in a single bound, saying, "When a beauty speaks, I, Allen, will obey."
His eyes were fixed intently on Duanmu Qing's face.
凌萧也是收回身上的魔法力，他和对方奇虎相当，在打下去也分不出个胜负，对方的斗气之强简直比他想象的还要厉害，论实力艾伦起码比他高了一个层次，这更让凌萧恼怒，瞧艾伦如橡皮胶的粘着端木晴，他就不快活，有力使不出。
艾伦意犹未尽的说道：”好久没有打得这么痛快了，风岚城什么时候出了你这么年轻的高手。”
艾伦纳闷的问向凌萧：然后又自言自语的说道，难道我老子又在外面给我生了个弟弟。
凌萧懒得回答艾伦的话，甩甩衣袖拉着端木晴就离开，艾伦给他一种神经兮兮的感觉，他一见到艾伦就有种想把他揍扁的冲动。
"Hey beautiful, don't go! What's your name? Where do you live? Come chat sometime, have a cup of tea. My name is Allen, I'm twenty, and I'm single. You might want to consider me..."
Allen rushed after Duanmu Qing as soon as he saw her about to leave, bombarding her with questions. Luckily, his buddies who followed him held him back, otherwise, with Allen's strange mind, he would have definitely chased after her to chat.
"By the way, that stingy guy, remember to protect my woman, or I'll hold you accountable. We'll have another match sometime."
Allen shouted
, still not finished. Ling Xiao almost lost his temper. This crazy guy's thinking was extraordinary. Even with his years of experience as a thug, he was powerless to resist. He actually dared to flirt with his woman right in front of him. Anger swept through every muscle in his body like a sandstorm.
"Let's go, don't bother with him."
Duanmu Qing held Ling Xiao's hand tightly, looking at him with worry and expectation. Her small head rested on his chest, trying to calm Ling Xiao's anger in her own way.
Darcy and Bunner hadn't returned for a long time. Could he have misjudged them? Had they run away and never come back? Ling Xiao was furious. He'd overestimated himself. Those two damned bastards! His mood was absolutely terrible, a burning anger simmering inside him.
Sitting on the soft sofa, Ling Xiao muttered to himself, "It seems like my IQ has dropped. That wretched lunatic, Allen, is really unusual. He says crazy things and doesn't follow any rules. Could he be mentally challenged?" His
mind was filled with random thoughts, but his eyes kept wandering to the room where Duanmu Qing was bathing. Duanmu Qing should be able to undress; what's inside must be incredible. If he rushed in and took her right there, it would be a 100% success. But that was too wicked. Ling Xiao shook his head. Perhaps he could peek at the beauty bathing, or if all else failed, force himself to take a bath with her.
"Wow!" So beautiful! Duanmu Qing, emerging from her bath, moved gracefully with light, lotus-like steps, as alluring as a celestial maiden. She raised her delicate face to look at Ling Xiao, and in that instant, Ling Xiao's heart pounded uncontrollably, his blood rushing faster than a speeding train.
At this moment, Duanmu Qing displayed an unprecedented tenderness and fragility, radiating a pure yet alluring aura. Her eyebrows were lightly drawn, her cheeks flushed, her beauty captivating, and her phoenix eyes held a mesmerizing, hazy gaze. Her wet hair was pulled up high, presenting a breathtaking image of a beauty after her bath.
Duanmu Qing parted her lips slightly and said, "Don't look."
Ling Xiao's burning gaze made her heart flutter, and she sat down beside him.
"Ah, oh, me."
Ling Xiao's mouth seemed to have been slapped crookedly, his speech incoherent, and he said nervously, "The weather was quite nice."
Ling Xiao had an urge to slap himself hard; he was so embarrassed. Duanmu Qing's post-bath allure was too captivating; every gesture exuded a unique feminine charm, and Ling Xiao's heart was burning with desire, unable to contain himself.
Duanmu Qing couldn't help but chuckle at Ling Xiao's dumbfounded state, then shyly covered her mouth with her hand, looking at him with a smile. It wasn't surprising, really. Duanmu Qing was an exceptionally beautiful woman, and after her bath, she radiated a glow, revealing her feminine charm without reservation. After spending several days together, Ling Xiao, who was already attracted to Duanmu Qing, couldn't resist the visual impact at this moment.
Chapter 59: A Sensual Gift
Sitting next to Ling Xiao, Duanmu Qing exuded a delicate orchid fragrance, a scent even stronger than an aphrodisiac. Suddenly, his gaze fell upon Duanmu Qing's upper body. Her fair, jade-like skin and beautiful lines were undeniably alluring, but what truly stirred Ling Xiao's heart was what peeked out from beneath her collar. Having just bathed, Duanmu Qing was only wearing a loose, bulky nightgown, its neckline wide open, revealing a deep, alluring cleavage. Ling Xiao
's heart pounded like a thunderbolt, his excitement feeling as if it would burst. His throat tightened as he swallowed hard.
Duanmu Qing seemed to sense his presence, raising her head, her face flushed, gazing deeply at Ling Xiao. Just as she was about to speak, a soft "Ah!"
escaped her lips as Ling Xiao pulled her into his arms. Already accustomed to Ling Xiao's embrace, Duanmu Qing only struggled slightly before giving up.
The two gazed at each other, lost in deep affection. Gazing at her pretty face, inhaling the faint scent of virginity, he was overjoyed. His mind raced; how could he let this opportunity slip away? That would be betraying the expectations of every man in the world.
His eyes were drawn to her deep cleavage, and he longed to immediately tear open her bodice, bury his face between her high, firm breasts, and nuzzle them like a pig. Although Ling Xiao's words were crude and extremely vulgar, they were perfectly fitting in this situation.
Duanmu Qing blushed shyly, quickly lowering her head and pulling up her bodice, her soft body leaning against Ling Xiao's shoulder. Seeing no displeasure from her, Ling Xiao was delighted. A thought flashed through his mind, and he said mischievously, "I'll tell you a joke."
Duanmu Qing, enjoying the moment, leaned against Ling Xiao. Having nothing else to do, she was also eager for the story Ling Xiao would tell, and readily agreed.
Ling Xiao suddenly felt a surge of pride and said, "In ancient times, there was a farmhand who worked for a landlord. He found the landlord's daughter to be very beautiful, so he wanted to marry her and have sex with her... Finally, the landlord discovered the farmhand's intentions and found him, saying, 'Looking at your character, do you think you are worthy of my daughter?'
But the farmhand said, 'If your daughter is willing, there's nothing you can do about it!'" "
The landlord didn't believe it, so he made a bet with the farmhand, giving him three days. The farmhand waited patiently every day, and finally on the third day, he saw the landlord's daughter urinating in the flowerbeds of the back garden. The farmhand, seeing this by chance, had a brilliant idea. Guess what it was?"
Duanmu Qing was only halfway through when Ling Xiao suddenly stopped her, very curious about the farmhand's ingenious plan. Ling Xiao's vivid and captivating story easily drew her attention, and she couldn't help but ask, "What is it? Tell me quickly!"
Ling Xiao smiled mysteriously, taking Duanmu Qing's hand in one hand and lightly touching her slender waist with the other. He took a deep breath and continued, "As soon as the landlord's daughter finished urinating, the farmhand rushed over, pulled down his pants, and thrust hard a few times on the ground where the young lady had urinated, making her run away in embarrassment. On the fourth day, the farmhand went to the landlord and said he had already slept with the young lady. The landlord didn't believe it and called the young lady over, asking, 'My dear daughter, what do you think he did to you?'" "
The young lady, remembering yesterday's events, blushed and lowered her head, remaining silent. The landlord, thinking to himself, 'Is that really true? My daughter isn't that kind of person,' persisted, 'My dear daughter, tell your father what happened.'
The young lady could only lower her head, blushing, and say, 'He, he, he... yesterday he took off his pants and... on my private parts...'
Upon hearing this, the landlord fainted from anger. Not long after, he held a wedding banquet for the young lady and the farmhand. The farmhand got a free ride."
"You're so naughty, telling such a story, so embarrassing!"
Duanmu Qing blushed after hearing the blush-inducing joke. Ling Xiao's joke was subtle yet easily understood, simple, and amusing.
While telling the story, Ling Xiao's hands were busy. Duanmu Qing's entire attention was focused on the story, so he naturally seized the opportunity. Under the story's influence and Ling Xiao's large hands, Duanmu Qing's heart pounded, her ears burned, and her body went limp. Her beautiful eyes sparkled with desire; she was clearly aroused.
"Now I'm going to play a trick on you,"
Ling Xiao said smugly. Before Duanmu Qing could object, his large mouth completely enveloped her luscious lips. Duanmu Qing let out a soft moan. She was also deeply moved, unable to bear it any longer, her whole body aching. The man before her was the one she loved; how could Duanmu Qing resist? Although she was of noble birth, she was no different from any other woman, possessing the same desires and emotions.
Duanmu Qing wrapped her arms around Ling Xiao's neck, opening her cherry-like mouth to invite his tongue in. Ling Xiao was incredibly busy, his tongue swirling wildly in Duanmu Qing's mouth, sucking up the endless stream of sweet saliva, the taste comparable to fine nectar. His hands, meanwhile, ceaselessly caressed her delicate body, using his palms to feel her exquisite curves.
Separating from Duanmu Qing's lips, a glistening thread connected their mouths, a sight of utter debauchery. The woman in his arms was dazed, her beautiful eyes brimming with desire, breathing heavily.
The thought of transforming Duanmu Qing from a girl into a young woman tonight ignited his lust. He reached out and pulled open her collar, revealing her tender flesh. As her clothes opened, her proud breasts came into view. Because she didn't usually wear underwear after bathing at home, it made Ling Xiao's actions so convenient.
Her full breasts trembled with Duanmu Qing's breath, a sight that stirred Ling Xiao's heart.
"Master, it's Darcy."
A thunderous voice rang out at the door of a villa in Zhushui Bay.
"Master, it's Buna, open the door!"
The pig-man Buna pounded on the poor door, making it bang loudly, as if it might break at any moment.
Just as Ling Xiao was about to bury himself in that deep cleavage, a deafening sound rang out from outside the villa, like a great bell, shaking people to their core. Duanmu Qing snapped out of her lust and let out a high-pitched scream, then closed her clothes, pushed Ling Xiao away, and fled back to her boudoir at a speed that even Ling Xiao could not match.
Ling Xiao remained in that position like a lecherous pig, just a hair's breadth away from kissing her, just a hair's breadth away from burying himself in Duanmu Qing's body. But that hair's breadth was all it took to miss it. His anger soared to the heavens. Those two damned bastards! Why did they have to come back? Why did they have to ruin his good time? How could he have bought these two bastards?
Ling Xiao stormed out the door, his face ashen as he glared at Buna and Darcy. One had a cow's face, the other a pig's face; he couldn't stand them. He wanted to punch them until their heads were turned into pig heads. He roared, "Get out…!"
Of all times to come back, why did they have to come back when he was having sex with a woman? Unforgivable! He really didn't know how these two idiots had found their way here.
Buna and Darcy were taken aback, wondering why their master was so angry. The smell of gunpowder could practically reach every corner of the Divine Wind Continent. However, these orcs were too lazy to think. They looked around nervously, and Buna said, "Master, we've run into trouble, that's why we've been delayed."
Ling Xiao calmed down a bit and carefully examined Darcy and Buna. They were both covered in dirt and looked disheveled, their eyes darting around like thieves. Darcy, in particular, was carrying a long burlap sack on his back, bulging with something that was unclear. He asked sternly, "Where have you been? Darcy, what are you carrying?"
"Master, let's talk inside,"
Darcy said cautiously. Buna quickly closed the door.
Judging from their demeanor, things weren't simple. What had they done? Ling Xiao led them to a side room, entered, and closed the door. He said impatiently, "What kind of show are you two putting on? Tell me the truth!"
"Master, don't be impatient,"
Darcy said, carefully putting down the sack he was carrying. He turned to Ling Xiao and said, "This is a gift we'd like to give you, Master. We hope you'll accept it."
The bull-man smiled憨厚ly and pointed to the sack.
The pig-man Buna quickly chimed in, "Yes, yes..."
Not knowing what the two were up to, Ling Xiao personally opened the sack. As the sack opened, Ling Xiao was astonished by what he saw inside. He stood there dumbfounded for a long time before recovering.
Inside was a woman, and a beautiful one at that. She had both looks and a pretty face, but she carried an arrogant air about her. The woman was unconscious; it must have been the work of these two rude beastmen.
Chapter 60: Forcing a Beauty (Part 1)
"Master, don't you like it? It's a special gift we brought you."
Buna flattered, "We brothers haven't even had a proper meal, we're starving! Can you feed us first?"
"Yes, Master, we're starving!"
Darcy nodded vigorously.
Where did Darcy and Buna get these women? What were these two bastards doing? They shouldn't have had the leisure to find women for him. Judging from their appearance and expressions, they were full of inconsistencies and were definitely lying. Even the usually honest and dull Pigman and Oxman were lying! Darcy was furious. "Nonsense! Tell me the truth!"
Darcy and Buna were both stunned and said in unison,
"I, Old Ox, am not lying to you."
"I, Old Pig, am telling the truth."
"Should we wake her up and ask her?"
If these two bought subordinates weren't properly taught a lesson, they'd be causing trouble in the future. Ling Xiao pointed at the woman and said.
"Ah!"
Darcy rushed forward anxiously, saying, "Master, please don't! This woman is fierce!"
"Yes, Master,"
Buna said in a similar panic, "My brother and I had to use all our strength to subdue her. She's so awful! If I, Old Pig, hadn't been starving, I could have taken care of her all by myself."
"Tell me the whole story,"
Ling Xiao said, pulling over a stool and sitting down, listening intently. A woman could easily cause trouble
. It turned out that after Darcy and Buna received money from Ling Xiao, they bought some clothes on the street. When they went to the bathhouse, the owner wouldn't let them in because the smell of the pig and cow was affecting his business. Helpless, they left angrily and found a spot with water to bathe in the open. A woman passing by accused them of being indecent and, without any explanation, started attacking them, cursing them as servants and calling them excrement, saying they were ugly and an insult to her eyes.
The three fought fiercely, and it took the two of them a great deal of effort to subdue the woman. Unfortunately, she was yelling and threatening to skin them alive, break their bones, and feed them to the dogs. Darcy, usually a dullard, was dangerous when provoked, and he immediately knocked her unconscious. The
unconscious woman left them hesitant, so they carried her along the way, searching for Ling Xiao. Just in case, they tied her hands and feet, finally finding her at night.
Those two fools, it turned out they were planning to dump their burden on him, their master. Who says pigs and bulls don't have brains? Although their acting was clumsy, anyone with eyes could see their intentions, but it also proved they had some sense, something Ling Xiao valued.
"Ugh..."
A soft moan came from the bed; the woman was clearly awake. Darcy and Bunner stared at her warily; the woman on the bed had given them a hard time.
The woman groggily opened her bright eyes, staring at the unfamiliar place. She tried to struggle, but found her hands and feet bound and unable to move. Instantly regaining her senses, she looked at the three people in the house and angrily cried out, "Bastards, villains, let me go..."
Ling Xiao waved his hand and said to Darcy and Buna, "Go down and get some food. Leave this to me."
Darcy and Buna, relieved, quickly left to find the kitchen in the courtyard.
Ling Xiao approached the woman. She was voluptuous, her hair piled high in a bun, secured with a jade-white hairpin. Disheveled from being in the sack, a few strands of black hair fell across her forehead, barely obscuring half of her bright forehead. Adorned with delicate, openwork gold hair ornaments, her seemingly precarious hair was held in place, making her breathtakingly beautiful.
A noble and beautiful oval face appeared domineering, her watery eyes gleaming with anger. Her brows were furrowed, radiating displeasure, and her pink lips glistened, as if she wanted to bite them.
"You reptile, you pervert, what do you want? Do you know who I am? How dare you touch me?"
The woman glared at him and angrily cursed without giving him a chance to speak. "You despicable man, you cockroach, let me go right now, or I'll skin you alive!"
"Who are you?"
Ling Xiao approached the bed, suppressing his anger. This woman was indeed as unreasonable and verbally abusive as Darcy had said.
"Who I am is none of your business, you scoundrel! Let me go
right now, or I, Meng Liansha… ah…" Meng Liansha realized she had let something slip and quickly stopped, saying with a fiery tone, "You bastard, you filthy scoundrel, how dare you lie to me!"
The woman herself was exceptionally beautiful, with a shapely and voluptuous figure. She wore a long-sleeved green dress that accentuated her high, full breasts, stretching the jade-green butterfly-patterned fabric to its limit, creating a semi-circle like an inverted jade bowl. A white, wide-sleeved gauze cloak draped lightly over her soft shoulders like a feather, flowing down her alluring curves. A pale turquoise belt cinched her slender waist, outlining her captivating figure with an almost bewitching allure.
Unfortunately, this stunningly beautiful woman possessed a mouth that didn't match her beauty. She unleashed a torrent of vicious insults, further fueling Ling Xiao's already bad mood and pent-up anger. Something seemed to be stuck in his chest, causing him unbearable discomfort, and he desperately wanted to vent it all.
Ling Xiao stepped forward, feigning a fierce expression, and roared, "Shut up!"
Meng Liansha, enraged, ignored Ling Xiao and glared at him with her almond-shaped eyes, saying, "How dare you yell at me! You're asking for death! Do you know who my brother is? If he knew, he'd make sure you die a horrible death!"
Meng Liansha's mouth was indeed sharp. Oh, this Meng Liansha seemed to have some connections. He couldn't help but ask, "What's your brother's name? I've never heard of him."
"Allen, my brother is Allen,"
Meng Liansha said, seeing Ling Xiao's timid expression. "Are you scared, you filthy bug... bastard... xxoo."
Meng Liansha launched another round of verbal attacks.
Allen, the Meng Liansha in front of him was actually Allen's sister! He had just had a conflict with his brother that afternoon, and now he unexpectedly ran into his sister. What a coincidence! Mentioning Allen only fueled his anger, and he had nowhere to vent it.
Ling Xiao's eyes were fixed on Meng Liansha's delicate body. Her beautiful breasts trembled before him, alluring and igniting the anger within him. Not having slept with Duanmu Qing already fueled his lust, the unsatisfied feeling driving him mad. Now, Meng Liansha's provocation only intensified his rage.
Gazing at Meng Liansha's alluring, mature body, his blood boiled, his eyes reddened. Ling Xiao's last shred of conscience and morality crumbled instantly. Like a bull in heat, he flipped over, grabbed her, and pressed her down, tightly embracing her sensual body, his strong frame pressing down on her, savoring the ecstasy.
"Ah..."
Meng Liansha cried out softly, realizing the gravity of the situation. Panic was evident on her face: "You pervert, you shameless scoundrel... if you... then..."
Her hands and feet were bound; how could she resist? She could only threaten with barely suppressed force. At this moment, she felt as insignificant as an ant standing at the feet of an elephant.
Ling Xiao's left hand trembled as he reached for Meng Liansha's breasts. The soft, warm sensation instantly aroused his lust, and he grabbed harder.
"Ugh..."
Meng Liansha cried out in pain. Her forbidden zone was being violated, and her body felt hot and weak, unable to exert any strength. Her face flushed with shame as she angrily shouted, "Let go, you thief..."
Ling Xiao ignored her and became even more unrestrained. He removed his hands from that unforgettable place and roughly tore off Meng Liansha's clothes.
Meng Liansha was completely flustered and disoriented. She had never witnessed such a scene before. Her usually short-tempered nature only brought misfortune to others. Her fierce and unreasonable demeanor vanished instantly, replaced by a trembling voice as she pleaded, "No, let me go… I'll give you anything you want… Ah…"
Meng Liansha felt a chill run through her as Ling Xiao stripped her naked, revealing her beautiful body to the air. Her fair, jade-like skin glowed with a milky sheen, and her exquisite curves possessed a devilish allure, perfectly complementing her face.
"I only want you…"
Ling Xiao's gaze fell upon her shapely, long, white thighs. The mysterious black area between her thighs caught his eye, making his mouth water. He stared in disbelief, his lower body already erect and throbbing with desire. The fire within him burned ever brighter, more unbearable than the sweltering heat of midsummer.
Swallowing hard, Ling Xiao used one hand to climb and the other to grope, his hands moving over Meng Liansha's voluptuous body. His right hand climbed up her warm, high breasts, while his left hand reached for the flower field between her legs. Unfortunately, the woman seemed to know Ling Xiao's intentions, tightly clamping her long, slender legs together, refusing to let him succeed.
"Ah...stop...oh...no..."
Meng Liansha cried out, her voice a mixture of shame and anger, her voice trembling with embarrassment as Ling Xiao's hands caressed her. She was actually aroused by the man's actions, and she was so anxious she was almost crying. Tears welled in her beautiful eyes. At this moment, she felt so powerless and weak, only able to let the man's filthy hands ravage her body. In her eyes, the filthy man had become a heinous villain.
Ling Xiao had lost his mind and wouldn't let go. Her luscious red lips were alluring, tempting him to bite them, but he didn't want to lose her too soon, lest she kill him. He turned his head to look at the swaying purple grape in the wind, and couldn't resist bringing his mouth to hers…
(Authors, please send flowers… the following content is even more exciting and stimulating, Chapter 61: Forcing a Beauty (Part 2))
"Ah, stop, waah… I…"
the beautiful Meng Liansha pleaded. As Ling Xiao took her purple grape in his mouth, a strange current flowed through her body, making her feel unbearably numb, and she involuntarily twisted her body.
Ling Xiao's tongue skillfully teased it, his teeth gently biting, eliciting soft moans from the woman. Meng Liansha's milky scent was even more delicious than the original milk of the grasslands, and he lingered there, drawing circles with his tongue.
After a series of actions, Meng Liansha's delicate body writhed, her round and pert buttocks swaying from side to side, her slender legs revealing an opening. How could Ling Xiao miss such a perfect opportunity? His hand, which had been touching the water, moved like a snake entering its hole, slipping into her inner thigh and climbing up her fertile, beautiful, and wet flower field.
"Mmm...ah,"
Meng Liansha let out a seductive moan. She was bewildered and helpless; any pleas for mercy were futile. Her heart was sinking into an abyss. Was she about to lose her virginity to the man before her? She never dreamed that one day she would be molested by such a despicable man. The man's actions were more terrifying than a demon's. The man she had always imagined was not like this. When Ling Xiao touched her private parts, which even she herself was ashamed to touch, Meng Liansha felt her entire sky collapse, her world turning gray and devoid of light.
Ling Xiao's two-pronged attack made Meng Liansha's pretty face flush as red as a sunset. Her beautiful eyes, misty with tears, spoke of her anger towards the man. Her delicate, jade-like nose emitted soft moans, and her breathing grew heavier with each of Ling Xiao's movements.
Ling Xiao's desire burned more and more fiercely. His hand, placed on one of Meng Liansha's breasts, kneaded it incessantly. The soft yet firm, smooth and pleasurable sensation came from his hand, and Ling Xiao wanted nothing more than to crush her. After
a very long period of kissing and caressing, Meng Liansha's deep eyes became hazy, and the desire deep within her began to surge through her body. Her struggling and twisting body gradually stopped, and she submitted to Ling Xiao's will.
Watching Meng Liansha sway gracefully beneath him, her body trembling and her breathing becoming increasingly rapid, it was clear she was aroused. Ling Xiao suddenly removed the hand that had been grasping her large, jade-like breast, lifted the woman's head, and revealed her exquisite face fully before him. Then, he reached out and gently patted her smooth, pink cheek, a wicked smile on his face, and said, "Aren't you enjoying this, little beauty?"
Hearing this, Meng Liansha's jade-like face flushed crimson, and her proud heart immediately rebounded, becoming much more sober. She angrily shouted, "Insolence! The God of Light will surely send you to the Netherworld!"
Even Meng Liansha, who had never believed in the Goddess of Light, could only place her hopes on the gods, praying for their salvation from her suffering. Although her body reacted, her heart did not truly desire it.
Ling Xiao pinched her alluring lips, silencing her, and coldly said, "I am a god. What can a god do to me? Little beauty, don't you know your predicament?"
Looking at the strange man who had molested her, two lines of clear tears streamed down Meng Liansha's beautiful eyes. The glistening tears, like broken pearls, shimmered and flowed down her cheeks like morning dew rolling on lotus leaves in summer. Her disheveled hair from the struggle, coupled with the shy and sorrowful expression on her face, evoked a sense of pity and added a touch of captivating charm, completely erasing her previous arrogant and domineering demeanor.
Under Meng Liansha's angry gaze, her cherry lips were firmly sealed by the man's lips. She gasped for breath through her nose as Ling Xiao's large mouth pressed hard against her red lips, but not deeply, only a light taste. His lips then covered every inch of Meng Liansha's face, smearing saliva everywhere.
Ling Xiao was burning with desire, needing release. Looking at the ropes binding the woman's hands and feet, he reached out and untied them. Only a woman who resists, a woman who is unrestrained, is truly beautiful. If she lies there motionless and lifeless like a puppet, she cannot give a man the greatest passion; it is merely a release of lust, not a fulfillment of his desires. When
Meng Liansha saw Ling Xiao untie the ropes, she thought he was going to release her, and was overjoyed. She cooperated with Ling Xiao's actions, not daring to utter a word, afraid of inadvertently angering him and falling into his clutches again.
Unbound, Meng Liansha was poised to strike. She had waited a long time for this moment. She felt like a bird with wings that had been given back to fly, or a tiger with claws that could protect itself. "That wretched thief! I must cut off that damned thing of his!" she thought.
Freed, Meng Liansha reached out with both hands, striking Ling Xiao's chest, ready to subdue him. But Ling Xiao had anticipated this move, and he wouldn't let her have her way. His hands swiftly grasped her soft, smooth hands, a strange smile playing on his lips as he said viciously, "Little girl, you've got some nerve."
A powerful force surged from Ling Xiao's hands, like the unshakeable roots of an old tree. Meng Liansha, regaining her senses, felt her heart pounding wildly, a sense of foreboding washing over her once more.
"Let me go! I..."
Meng Liansha struggled to calm herself, like a frightened rabbit.
"How dare you lay a hand on me? You have some nerve."
Ling Xiao drew closer to Meng Liansha, interrupting her pleas and explanations, and said, "I'll make you pay. Do you know how parents discipline their children when they make mistakes?"
"You despicable, lewd, shameless pervert, bastard..."
The hope that had risen in her heart was shattered once more. Looking at the malicious face so close to her, Meng Liansha's heart sank to the bottom. Of course, she understood what the man meant.
"Good for you, I like it."
Ling Xiao chuckled and bent down, pressing his erect penis against Meng Liansha's body. She looked truly disheveled, yet incredibly alluring; any man who saw her would feel a urge to commit a crime.
The more Meng Liansha struggled, the more futile it became, as the hard object pressed against her lower body, causing her discomfort. Her self-esteem and strength had been irrevocably violated, and she cried out in desperation, "Help!"
"Don't even think about praying that someone will save you,"
Ling Xiao coldly declared. "Shouting your lungs out won't do any good."
"I said I would punish you, and of course I'll keep my promise, especially in front of women. I'm a man of my word."
Changing the subject, Ling Xiao got back to the point, stood up, and pulled Meng Liansha's delicate body into his arms, laying her across his lap, so that the beautiful woman lay on his legs.
Meng Liansha's stubborn struggles and resistance were futile, only fueling Ling Xiao's tyrannical heart. Ling Xiao made her kneel on his lap with her long, snow-white legs bent at the waist. Her two round, snow-white mounds were raised high in the air, smooth and dazzling, emitting a captivating fleshy fragrance. In her discomfort and humiliation, Meng Liansha's pert buttocks swayed in the wind like the hem of her dress, anticipating the arrival of another.
I hope you'll support me and give me some flowers. To make the story flow better and read more easily, I've revised it many times. You should know that many words had to be censored. Please forgive any shortcomings.
Chapter 62: Forcing a Beauty (Part 2)
Ling Xiao, his eyes red, stared at the alluring buttocks, drooling. The large, round, perky buttocks were raised high, and between the two snowy mounds was an extremely narrow "canyon." The canyon was bottomless and continued to the end of the dense forest. At the end was a high mound, which aroused the desire to explore its depths.
Meng Liansha seemed to be weeping and moaning, her hair disheveled and covering her head. Her head was buried tightly in Ling Xiao's thigh. This humiliating and shameful posture made her uneasy. She felt like an animal wagging its tail and begging for mercy, without shame or personality.
"Do you know how I'm going to punish you? You dared to try to hurt me. You have to accept punishment for what you did wrong."
Ling Xiao's large hand covered her beautiful, alluring buttocks, a tingling, warm sensation spreading through his palm, radiating amazing elasticity.
Seeing Meng Liansha sobbing softly, her beautiful body quickly flushed red. With a crisp "smack," Ling Xiao slapped her buttocks hard.
"Oh,"
Meng Liansha cried out, her clear voice like a nightingale's, trembling with pain. Her buttocks swayed uncontrollably, five clear red handprints already appearing on her smooth, jade-like mounds, contrasting sharply with the ravaged state of her genitals.
"Smack, smack, smack," Ling Xiao continued to slap her repeatedly.
Under Ling Xiao's blows, Meng Liansha let out moans, initially in pain, but eventually turning into groans.
"No...please...let me go...please..."
Meng Liansha gasped, pleading sobs uncontrollably. The waves of pleasure Ling Xiao was giving her buttocks were actually arousing him; that peculiar sensation spread uncontrollably throughout her body. A slight yearning stirred within her, which frightened her. She was like a fish on a chopping board, completely at his mercy.
"Snap."
A crisp sound rang out again. Ling Xiao said wickedly, "Hehe...why should I let you go? Such a charming beauty like you, wouldn't it be a waste to let you go?"
With that, Ling Xiao's large hand reached towards her alluring crotch, two fingers probing into her flower field. He rummaged around inside, only to find it so wet it could be used for a bath.
As Ling Xiao's hand gently stirred inside, Meng Liansha's body trembled in waves. Although she was timid and resisted, strangely, deep inside, she felt a need she had never experienced before, causing her delicate body to writhe and tremble passionately with his caresses. She moaned softly, "Ugh...no...please stop..."
"What is this?"
Ling Xiao pulled out two fingers covered in wet marks and held them in front of the ostrich-like Meng Liansha, asking wickedly, "Feels good, doesn't it..."
The man's question was so sharp and hateful that Meng Liansha's pounding heart suddenly stopped beating. She clenched her teeth, feeling extremely humiliated. Helpless humiliation and burning passion drove the woman to madness. The rough violation and attack made her feel both pain and pleasure. She could only gasp softly.
With a smile, Ling Xiao unleashed all his skills on the woman in his arms, causing Meng Liansha, who had never experienced passion before, to fall into a dazed and dizzy state. Her body was weak and powerless, allowing his large hands to roam freely over her noble and delicate body, leaving her smooth and voluptuous skin completely defenseless. She could only let out soft moans to express the excitement and trembling deep within her heart.
Taking advantage of Meng Liansha's dazed state, Ling Xiao silently removed his clothes, releasing the massive dragon beneath him, ferocious and terrifying, as if it could pierce through anything. In the midst of lust, Meng Liansha's gaze suddenly fell on Ling Xiao's body, only to find that he was completely naked, especially his murderous beast-like genitals. Her almond-shaped eyes widened instantly, too horrified to utter a sound. This was the first time in her life that she had seen a man's genitals; as thick as a child's arm and nearly a foot long, it only looked disgusting and repulsive to her.
"No...no...don't go in...please don't go in...waaaah."
Meng Liansha, with a sudden burst of energy, made a final, desperate resistance. Her innocence might vanish in the next moment, forever defiled by this man. Ling Xiao was on the verge of collapse. He couldn't control himself, nor did he need to. Looking at the weeping beauty beneath him, he felt a pang of pity. Who doesn't love beautiful things? If he hadn't known Meng Liansha was Allen's sister, Ling Xiao would have let it go. But the woman's provocation and the burning desire within him from Allen only intensified his lust, leaving him in a state of extreme pleasure.
At this moment, Ling Xiao thrust forward, his massive member, glistening with slick nectar, smoothly plunging inside. He felt as if he had entered a tightly compressed, fiery space, instantly experiencing a wave of ecstasy, so intense he almost ejaculated.
"Ah—" Meng Liansha cried out in agony, her head jerking back violently, her smooth upper body arching forcefully like a wounded swan raising its head. Her brows were deeply furrowed, her tender white legs stretched straight, and her ten lovely, crystal-clear toes pulled back with all their might, as if in a spasm.
She bit her lower lip tightly, her eyes rolled back, and her jade arms gripped the sheets tightly, as if she had fainted. Clearly, Ling Xiao's enormous member had suddenly invaded her flower field, causing her immense pain and discomfort, as if her soft, delicate body had been instantly torn in two!
Ling Xiao dared not move, gazing at the specks of blood falling from Meng Liansha's lower body, like peach blossoms blooming and falling in the spring breeze, a breathtaking sight. He knew that Meng Liansha was still a virgin.
"Ugh... Ah... It hurts so much..."
It took Meng Liansha a while to catch her breath, her face streaked with tears. She sobbed tremulously, her eyes closed. She had no idea how her swollen, tear-like vulva had swallowed this terrifying, thick object. The excruciating pain had left her in a daze; she only felt intense pain, a burning sensation below.
Her innocence had vanished completely in that moment, ceased to exist. Her heart was numb; she felt as if the world had ended. She sobbed angrily, cursing, "You lecherous scoundrel, give me back my innocence!"
Still daring to be defiant, Ling Xiao launched his attack, relentlessly pounding into her forbidden territory. Ignoring her pleas, curses, and screams, he continued to violate her beautiful body, enjoying the warm, moist sensation. Her untouched flower path was so tight, making each thrust bring him immense pleasure. It was as if only in this way could the flames in his heart be extinguished.
"Ah... be gentle... oh... mmm."
Eventually, Meng Liansha begged for mercy, unable to distinguish between pain and pleasure, helplessly enduring the man's powerful and relentless thrusting. Unable to
restrain her moans any longer, her soft, sweet voice reached Ling Xiao's ears like heavenly music.
Humiliation, anger, pain, and a strange mix of emotions filled Meng Liansha's heart. Suddenly, she felt an indescribable surge deep within her body, making her feel utterly disoriented. She screamed, as if falling into the clouds. What shamed her most was that she had shamelessly and unwittingly responded to Ling Xiao's thrusts, unable to extricate herself, like someone addicted to opium, drowning in a sea of desire.
The night was hazy, a gentle breeze swayed, and a thin veil of silver veil draped the Pearl River Bay, like a young maiden appearing and disappearing in the mist. The teasing wind danced gracefully on the shimmering water, and the soft moonlight in the deep blue sky, unwilling to be outdone, revealed its delicate face like a bride experiencing her first love.
In this quiet night, a woman, seemingly weeping and moaning, and a man, panting heavily, moved and entangled, vying with the beautiful night for spring's glory.
Chapter 63: After Spring's
Radiance The candlelight, like a withered flower, flickered in the dim light, shimmering like broken tears, reflecting on the body of Meng Liansha, who had just become a wife. Her beauty was soft and alluring, witnessing yet another woman's arduous journey from girlhood to womanhood. Perhaps her mission was as fleeting as a fallen flower, poignant yet captivating, ultimately leading to a tangible result, making her a true woman.
I don't know which refined person said it, but "Only a woman who receives a man's touch is truly beautiful."
At this moment, Meng Liansha lay limp and powerless in Ling Xiao's arms, her beautiful eyes tightly closed as she enjoyed the dizzying climax. Her jade-like face was radiant with spring-like beauty, like a peach blossom in full bloom in March. Traces of tears were clearly visible on her cheeks, making her look
pitiful. A fitting description would be "pear blossoms in the rain," more moving than even the white pear blossoms glistening with summer rain. Ling Xiao's burning desire was released completely on the woman in his arms like a dragon entering the sea, feeling incredibly refreshed. His mood was like a gentle spring breeze, exhilarating and invigorating. He felt every pore on his body slowly opening, releasing the impurities within and absorbing the fresh air from the outside world.
Meng Liansha's body was incredibly beautiful, especially her lower region, which was extraordinary. The tight, hot, and slippery sensation made Ling Xiao's soul float around. One wrong move and he might be annihilated. It's said that when women reach their peak, they feel like they're floating on air, experiencing a blissful ecstasy. But actually, men experience even more pleasure and enjoyment than women. Otherwise, why would Ling Xiao be so recklessly thrusting into Meng Liansha, constantly exploring her body? Only in this way could he squeeze out the utmost desire from his heart.
Taking a deep breath, Yi Shu calmed his emotions to relieve the panting from the intense physical battle. Clear reason had returned to Ling Xiao's mind. Gone was the initial frenzy. He found the utterly absurd situation before him unbelievable and laughable. He had never imagined that he would have a relationship with a girl he had just met, and that he would use force to engage in such erotic acts with her.
In truth, his true intentions were primarily revenge, as well as satisfying his own desires. He wasn't a saint, nor was he indecisive; what was done was done, and he had no reason to regret it, only a slight sense of loss. He wouldn't try to console himself with plausible reasons or blame everything on women, unlike some people who like to distort the truth and portray men as more virtuous than Liu Xiahui. They claim that the man's intentions were malicious, yet they insist on portraying it as the woman's desire and initiative in having sex with them, and that the men, with feigned righteousness, reluctantly and reluctantly engage in sexual relations with the woman. Ling Xiao utterly despised such unconvincing excuses.
Their skin was pressed together, and an outsider would have thought they were a newlywed couple. Ling Xiao lowered his head and looked tenderly at the weak and dazed Meng Liansha in his arms. The woman's smooth, snow-white body was like ice and jade, and her exquisite figure rose and fell with her breath. As Ling Xiao's gaze moved, he saw that Meng Liansha's lower body was swollen and red, a mess, a pitiful sight. Looking at the results of his rough actions, Ling Xiao was stunned . The irrefutable evidence of his sins undoubtedly told the story of his evil deeds.
It was no wonder, as Meng Liansha was a virgin and her stamina could not compare with Ling Xiao's. Moreover, Ling Xiao was more vigorous than any normal man. How could a woman like her be a match for Ling Xiao? A full incense stick's time of pounding and riding made Meng Liansha both painful and pleasurable, experiencing several ebbs and flows, truly through wind and rain, soaking the sheets on the bed.
Ling Xiao had to admit that Meng Liansha was incredibly beautiful and captivating when receiving his favors. She seemed to yearn for him, her voice a mixture of desire and longing, sometimes soaring like a mountain range, sometimes flowing like a gentle stream. Her face, a mixture of pain and hatred, flickered with the joy of desire, an indescribable blend of begging for his mercy and loathing his roughness.
Especially during her climax, she displayed a breathtakingly beautiful posture. With Ling Xiao's final, powerful thrust, Meng Liansha's body stiffened, followed by trembling. Her delicate hands gripped Ling Xiao's shoulders tightly, her full, shapely legs now wrapped around his waist, clamping down firmly. Her lower abdomen arched, pressing against Ling Xiao's groin, as if leaving no space between them. A surge of heat erupted from her flower, and a high-pitched, heavenly song sang from her cherry-like lips, its lingering melody echoing long afterward.
After an unknown amount of time, Meng Liansha slowly awoke from her dizziness. She felt a gentle, large hand caressing her back, a sensation that felt warm and comforting. Even when forced, women crave a man's care and comfort; women are such strange creatures.
Meng Liansha opened her swollen, red eyes and met Ling Xiao's face. Fear and panic flashed in her eyes, her heart filled with mixed emotions. Her innocence had been ruthlessly taken by the man before her, and her body felt utterly filthy.
Looking at Ling Xiao's hateful face, Meng Liansha felt utter disgust, her eyes filled with boundless rage and hatred. She couldn't understand why his eyes were so deep, like an unfathomable, ancient pool, yet also carrying a hint of tenderness. Was it pity, heartache? No, she didn't need his pity or sympathy. This bastard had ruined her innocence.
groaning as she tried to sit up, Meng Liansha barely managed to lift her upper body before letting out a soft cry, her delicate brows furrowing slightly. She slumped weakly into Ling Xiao's arms, her body aching and sore, too weak to even move a finger. The wound below burned intensely; even the slightest movement caused her to grit her teeth in pain.
"Be good, don't move,"
Ling Xiao said, trying to soften his tone. Having already made love to Meng Liansha, he considered her his woman.
"Get away! Don't pretend! You lecherous scoundrel! You've ruined my innocence! I'll haunt you even in death!"
Enraged, Meng Liansha pushed Ling Xiao away with icy hands, but her hands, weaker than cotton, were no match for him.
Ling Xiao didn't care about the woman's cold attitude. After all, he was a man, and he had taken such a big advantage of her. It was only natural for Meng Liansha to be angry. He tightened his arms around the beauty in his embrace and chuckled, "Since you won't let me go even in death, why don't you marry me and be my mistress... my fourth mistress?"
"Hmph."
Unable to break free, Meng Liansha could only obediently lie in Ling Xiao's arms. She had to admit that Ling Xiao's embrace was warm and comfortable, an experience she had never felt before, but she resisted it intensely. She roared angrily, "You will definitely be punished!"
"Oh."
Ling Xiao said thoughtfully, "Punish me? Who will punish me? The Judgment Council? If you use your body to punish me, I will be more than happy to do so. If you want to send me to the Judgment Council of the City of Light, go ahead and send me. I think everyone in the entire Divine Wind Continent will know that I slept with you."
"You... you..."
Ling Xiao's words ruthlessly pronounced her death sentence. When she heard that a large number of people knew about what had happened today, Meng Liansha was speechless with anger, and her face instantly turned pale and powerless.
Because women who are raped in the Divine Wind Continent generally don't have a good ending. They are not understood by people or society, and are scorned everywhere they go. Especially in the Nalant Empire, where the conservative thinking is far more advanced than in other countries, such women are often unwanted by men and basically live a lonely and miserable life, struggling to survive.
"Don't worry, I will marry you."
Ling Xiao's large hand gently stroked Meng Liansha's pale and weak face, his expression full of heartache, and he said very seriously.
Meng Liansha was stunned, momentarily lost in thought. The man in front of her was so serious, and his words were powerful and resonant, like a spring breeze, soothing her wounded heart. What kind of man was he? Evil, gentle, shameless... which side was his true face?
"No, you beast in human form, you actually dare to dream of having me! Don't even think about it! A toad trying to eat swan meat! You should look in the mirror and see your own appearance; you're just a pile of dung!"
Unarmed, Meng Liansha could only vent her inner turmoil with angry curses.
"Toad, toad, I've already eaten you, this swan! Aren't you happy? You're already leaking a lot down there."
Ling Xiao's hard member once again entered Meng Liansha's forbidden zone.
"Oh, um."
Meng Liansha's heart was breaking, two lines of tears streaming down her face. She truly wished she could chop this man in two. No! How could a single cut quell the hatred in her heart? It should be a thousand cuts! Such rape and ravaging was unacceptable to any woman.
Knowing the woman's pain, Ling Xiao didn't dare continue. He only wanted to teach Meng Liansha a lesson. If he continued, Meng Liansha probably wouldn't be able to get out of bed for a month.
"Be a good girl, your husband will love you."
Ling Xiao gently kissed Meng Liansha's smooth forehead, pulled the soft silk quilt over them, and softly said, "Rest well, I'll take you home tomorrow morning."
Little did he know that his actions had unintentionally planted a seed of tenderness in Meng Liansha's heart. Her beautiful garden, ravaged by the storm, was already aching so badly that Meng Liansha was sweating profusely. She didn't even have the strength to get up, let alone go home. She could only obediently lie in Ling Xiao's arms, afraid of angering him and bringing the battle back to her delicate body.
The man's strong scent seemed to have some kind of magic, it smelled very good. Being held in Ling Xiao's arms, skin to skin, was very enjoyable. Her body didn't reject it at all, but her heart rejected it vehemently. She wasn't a woman who lived in the throes of lust, like some women who, after being with a man once, lost themselves in the sea of desire, losing themselves completely and being utterly conquered by the man. Such women either didn't exist, or they were puppets, dolls.
She didn't know when, perhaps Meng Liansha was too tired, perhaps the man's embrace was too comfortable, or perhaps she wanted to forget the pain in her heart, but unknowingly, she gradually drifted off to sleep, only her tightly furrowed brows still telling of her pain.
Chapter 64: The Anomaly
The morning was just before dawn, a wisp of moisture still lingered in the air, the scenery was vaguely visible, and occasionally a cool breeze blew by.
Meng Liansha was already awake, and Ling Xiao dressed her one by one. She was like a puppet, letting him manipulate her, but the hateful eyes seemed to indicate that she still had thoughts and feelings.
No matter how Meng Liansha viewed him, Ling Xiao was still Ling Xiao; he wouldn't change anything. He woke up the burly Darcy and got a carriage.
The courtyard was quiet at this time, the air filled with moisture, slightly cool to the touch. Duanmu Qing hadn't gotten up yet; one wondered if the embarrassing scene from last night had made the little girl blush with embarrassment.
He lifted Meng Liansha by the waist and placed her in the carriage, asking for her address. The driver then slowly drove the carriage along the road.
"You can take your hands off now," Meng Liansha said coldly, her tone devoid of any warmth.
Ling Xiao chuckled awkwardly, rubbing his nose. Since the woman had spoken, he couldn't continue shamelessly taking advantage. The Meng Liansha before him no longer possessed the arrogant and willful demeanor of the previous night; instead, a cold and aloof beauty shone through her. Meng
Liansha couldn't bear Ling Xiao's gaze and slightly turned her head away. Last night, lying in the man's arms, she slept soundly, experiencing a unique comfort she had never felt before, completely unguarded, until Ling Xiao's actions woke her just before dawn.
"I won't let you get away with this,"
Meng Liansha said, leaving behind a chilling chill.
Ling Xiao watched Meng Liansha's retreating figure from afar, lost in thought. There's always a way out; let things take their course. With this thought, he felt much more at ease.
Back at the villa, it was already bright daylight. Duanmu Qing was already up, and she blushed shyly upon seeing Ling Xiao. Her bashful appearance was charming and captivating, carrying a lively spirit. Dark circles were slightly visible around her beautiful eyes, undoubtedly due to a lack of sleep the previous night.
Darcy and Buna were full of energy, swinging their fists in the yard. Their arms, as thick as tree trunks, swung with tremendous force, their sleeves whistling through the air, displaying an overwhelming power. It was clear how immense the strength of the bull and pig-man was. Ling Xiao watched the two practicing their punches, his eyes shining with admiration. Just from their movements and aura, he could tell they possessed considerable strength; he only wondered about their fighting spirit.
Many orc races are known for their strength; their brute force far surpasses that of humans. However, brute force alone is insufficient. Against a warrior or mage, it would be futile. Therefore, many orcs dedicate themselves to cultivating their fighting spirit to enhance their power. Pigmen and minotaurs, for example, spend their time, aside from eating and sleeping, honing their strength, as they are a race that reveres power and strength.
The minotaur Darcy, seeing Ling Xiao watching their performance with a knowing look, boomed in a loud voice, "Master, do you think my old minotaur's moves are alright?" "
Fierce and powerful, far superior to those fancy but ineffective moves,"
Ling Xiao replied sincerely, never stingy with his praise.
"Hehe."
Darcy, hearing Ling Xiao's words, said憨厚ly, "I wonder how strong you are, Master? This old ox would like to have a match with you."
Seeing Darcy scratching his ear with his憨厚 appearance, a glint flashed in Ling Xiao's eyes. Darcy had two horns on his forehead, two ears standing upright, and a pair of eyes the size of copper bells, complementing his large, thick nose—a truly striking figure.
This was clearly a test. For ox-men, they always admired capable masters. If their master was inferior to them, although they outwardly maintained respect, inwardly they would still look down on him. Ling Xiao understood this principle well. If you refused, it would undoubtedly reveal your own inability. So he said, "I haven't stretched my muscles in a long time. Since you're so interested, let's have a friendly spar, stopping when we've reached our limit."
"Alright, Master is indeed generous."
The ox-man Darcy was overjoyed. He hadn't expected Ling Xiao to agree to his request so readily. This surprised him, and he couldn't help but feel even more favorably disposed towards his master.
"Master, be careful! Darcy's strength is renowned throughout the tribe, and he's even a step above me, old pig!"
Buna hurriedly reminded Ling Xiao. This was going to be good; it seemed his master was in for a rough time. He wondered if he could withstand Darcy's bull-like strength.
Buna's words were quite telling; he wasn't just trying to scare Ling Xiao. Judging from Darcy's size alone, it was clear he was a powerhouse, and also incredibly agile. Ling Xiao became slightly wary; he wasn't going to be bullied for no reason.
On the Divine Wind Continent, there was a special profession, somewhere between a mage and a warrior, often ridiculed as "ambitious but ultimately unambitious." These people were thought to achieve nothing, becoming the butt of jokes or serving as cautionary tales for children.
These people were known as dual-wielders of magic and martial arts. This practice was once incredibly popular on the Divine Wind Continent, and many were swept up in its trend. Since everyone is human and can learn both magic and martial arts, they believed that cultivating both could complement each other, compensating for each other's weaknesses.
The drawback of magic is that it can only be used for ranged attacks, not melee combat. Once an enemy enters one's attack range, it is very dangerous, and one can only use defensive magic to protect oneself. Warriors, on the other hand, can only fight in melee and cannot attack from a distance, leaving them helpless against ranged mages.
At this point, many well-meaning individuals thought that combining magic and martial arts would be a win-win situation. In the early stages, those who practiced both magic and martial arts did indeed achieve unexpected results. During competitions, magicians or warriors of the same level were significantly weaker than those who practiced both magic and martial arts. However, in the later stages, those who practiced both magic and martial arts stagnated. The highest level they achieved was only to cultivate both magic and martial arts to the level of a Grand Magician and a Battle Master. Little did they know that human energy is limited, and practicing both would only cause the cultivator to be distracted. Many people have exhausted their entire lives with just one form of magic, let alone two. This caused many people to abandon this very tempting path of cultivation.
Ling Xiao was also a practitioner of both magic and martial arts, but not voluntarily as people might imagine. Initially, he chose to cultivate battle qi because he had always admired the warriors who carried swords when he was young. In particular, he was envious of those warriors who wore white clothes, carried a sword on their backs, and stood in the afterglow of the setting sun. A gentle breeze would blow, and their white clothes would flutter in the wind, their flowing black hair would dance in the wind, exuding an indescribable elegance and grace, which truly made him envious.
This mindset propelled Ling Xiao into the ranks of warriors. Initially, his cultivation of battle qi yielded ideal results. However, at some point, the battle qi within his body began to act strangely, often boiling and surging uncontrollably, occasionally erupting with bizarre light. For instance, once, while walking down the street, his uncontrollable battle qi shattered all his clothes. The embarrassing scene remained vivid in his memory. Fortunately, it wasn't serious, or it would have been incredibly awkward. Another time, while relieving himself, the strange battle qi caused the outhouse to collapse, causing him to fall in… He was utterly devastated.
While these experiences were tolerable, the one thing Ling Xiao couldn't bear was that his battle qi stagnated during later cultivation, becoming like a stagnant pool, unable to advance even an inch. Even absorbing and accumulating more battle qi became a pipe dream, an impossible task.
Even now, he remains stuck at the intermediate-level fighter realm. Back then, he was incredibly smug, believing himself to be a once-in-a-lifetime genius, even surpassing the talent of the great father of magic, Kaira Chid.
The facts of the past years have proven how ridiculous his initial thoughts were; pursuing the path of a magician was the right choice. Ling Xiao was in an excellent mood today, a night of triumph making him radiant and full of energy. Perhaps this was thanks to the "Ultimate Dao Treatise" he had been cultivating. However, that damned foreigner hadn't explained the technique's effects or how to cultivate and unleash its power; he was just spouting theoretical knowledge, exaggerating its power and strength, comparing it to the gods. He always felt the foreigner was fooling him. However, it seemed his manhood was getting stronger and stronger, his stamina increasing. Unlike ordinary men who felt listless and drowsy after sex, he was instead bursting with energy.
Since he was free anyway, Ling Xiao wanted to test his skills against Darcy, which he hadn't used in years. Not sure if he was at a disadvantage, he said, "Old Ox, you'd better go easy on me." " Don't
worry, even if you gave me ten lives, I wouldn't dare hurt you, Master,"
Darcy said, scratching his head, looking bewildered. As they spoke, the two arrived at a spacious open area in the courtyard.
Gazing at Darcy, who was poised to attack, Ling Xiao's eyes burned with intensity. A warrior's battle aura is all about qi—form, spirit, and substance—only then can one achieve the true essence of battle aura and unleash its power. His heart sank, and the battle aura within him surged like the revival of all things, surging through his body in waves. The battle aura, dormant for years, ballooned like a balloon, rapidly filling every cell in his body to overflowing fullness. At this moment, Ling Xiao felt his body revitalized, as if possessing boundless energy waiting to be released, a far cry from the listless appearance of a mage.
"Watch out, Master, I'm about to attack!"
Darcy, the mighty beastman, didn't stand on ceremony. For them, a duel was a duel—a straightforward exchange, a direct and satisfying fight.
With that, Darcy took a step forward, his heavy body spreading like a roc's wings, unleashing a torrent of power as he attacked Ling Xiao, his sharp strikes like sword beams.
A fighter's battle aura resides within every muscle and cell of their body, permeating the entire being. It acts as a container, holding the cultivated battle aura and strengthening every muscle to temper the body. When the body's strength is tempered to a certain level, it naturally increases one's power.
Darcy's powerful fist, radiating a howling wind, was palpable even from afar. Ling Xiao could feel the astonishing power it contained, enveloping his entire body. He quickly pushed off with his feet, channeling his battle aura into his arm like seawater, and swiftly unleashed an orange-yellow light barrier to meet Darcy's bowl-sized fist.
"Bang!"
The powerful impact of the fists produced a creaking sound. Ling Xiao's fist, enveloped in orange light, slightly faded, and his clothes billowed from side to side under the force of the impact.
Such immense strength! The rebound from that punch was like a spring, numbing his hand. Truly worthy of a power-based race. At first, watching Darcy swing his fist, he didn't realize it, but when he truly felt the mountain-like power, he understood that the might of this extraordinary man was not just an empty boast.
"Again."
Ling Xiao stomped on the ground, leaving a clear mark. The orange light on his fist streaked across the ground like a shooting star, dazzling and brilliant. The use of battle qi lies in injuring others with qi. Battle qi is about fighting qi. Without qi, mere strength is just a form without spirit, unable to exert its effect. This is why all warriors emit light, but only those who have reached the level of Battle Saint can be as inconspicuous as the clouds in the sky, capable of obliterating everything with a flick of the finger. With
a whooshing sound, the fist, burning with powerful battle intent, roared with flames, like a man-eating monster, its blood-red maw gaping, ready to devour Darcy.
Darcy didn't retreat but advanced, his eyes instantly blazing with a surging light. He had entered battle mode, every piece of meat on his body filled with a boiling roar.
Crack! Crack! Crack! Fists collided repeatedly, neither able to gain the upper hand. Darcy unleashed a double-dragon-emerging-from-the-sea attack, his body slightly bent, head raised like a bull's, charging forward like a herd of cattle, a heavy
snort emanating from his nose, as if a mountain were pressing down on him. The moment his fists struck, a whirlwind arose, the powerful force of his punches like the electric currents left by a thunderous beast, crackling and hissing.
Ling Xiao, like a shadow, flashed past layers of shadows, his nimble body leaping through the air like a monkey. One hand blocked Darcy's arm, while the other ignited a beam of light that struck Darcy. As a fighter, one must perfectly combine battle aura and power. On the Divine Wind Continent, anyone can cultivate battle aura, which is why fighters are so worthless, while mages are highly valued. Fighters have fewer restrictions; as long as you work hard, are willing to put in the effort, and have some opportunities and fortuitous encounters, you will have a place on the Divine Wind Continent. However, this doesn't mean you can reach a high level in battle aura. Talent, talent is the most important. The battle aura Ling Xiao emitted was only at the level of a mid-level fighter, and his talent was only so-so. Otherwise, he wouldn't have abandoned so many years of battle aura cultivation.
"Boom!" The beam of light struck Darcy, the flowing energy scattering in all directions, causing the clothes of the two to flutter violently. Ling Xiao's arm rippled with aftershocks like waves.
The impact was instantaneous. Ling Xiao's fist sent a sharp, numbing pain through him. Darcy's body was as hard as a rock, several times stronger than a human, and comparable to that of a high-level fighter. It was clearly the result of rigorous training, giving him an extra layer of solid, unwavering strength. If this punch had landed on a mid-level fighter, it would have left them half-dead, if not dead. It wasn't that Ling Xiao was being ruthless, but rather that a slight force was completely ineffective against Darcy.
"Alright, let's go again."
Darcy's robust body took a slight step back from the powerful impact, his expression changing only slightly. Then, a peculiar aura emanated from him, as if the wind in the world had instantly stopped—no wind, no sound, no breath.
"Master, be careful, Old Bull is about to unleash his fury."
Upon seeing Darcy's appearance, Buna's pig-like face twitched, his eyes narrowed to slits, almost buried in his chubby face, wondering if his master could withstand Old Bull's onslaught.
Such a powerful aura! Just that aura alone could shake one's soul; it was definitely superior to his own. It seemed Darcy hadn't used his full strength.
Darcy's dark face was flushed crimson, and heavy white breath billowed from his bull-like nose. An invisible aura permeated the courtyard, like a small energy field, engulfing the two. In an instant, multiple shadows overlapped, and a large flash of light enveloped Ling Xiao, a tangible light. Darcy moved! In the blink of an eye, Darcy attacked Ling Xiao like lightning, his momentum and speed like a cascading waterfall.
Ling Xiao's nerves were on edge; he dared not underestimate him. His pupils dilated infinitely. Darcy had survived the battlefield; without considerable survival skills, it wouldn't have been easy. Seeing Darcy charging like a stampede of bulls, Ling Xiao quickly took a step forward, rapidly circulating his internal battle qi. The swirling battle qi surged rapidly within him, his ultimate power coursing through his body like lightning.
Orcs' cultivation of battle aura also depends on their physique, as their constitution differs greatly from humans. The effects of cultivating battle aura also vary. For physically strong orcs, the purpose of cultivating battle aura is to enhance their strength, catalyzing the power and intensity within their bodies to achieve maximum resilience and the ability to lift heavy objects. Humans, however, lack such robust physiques and can only harness battle aura for their own use, manipulating it to unleash powerful forces. At this moment, Darcy's power was clearly being amplified by battle aura.
"Boom!" A streak of light danced, stirring up dust from the ground. Powerful battle aura erupted from their fists, the faint aura slowly shattering like a halo, creating ripples that caused the ground where Darcy passed to slightly cave in.
Stone, definitely harder than stone. Ling Xiao really didn't know how Darcy's fist was made by the Beast God. The powerful force acted on his arm, spreading rapidly like ripples on the surface of water, throughout his entire body, from fist to arm to brain, almost knocking him away. The blood in his body surged, and his tiger's mouth was slightly painful. Fortunately, this was not a life-or-death struggle, otherwise he would have released magic to turn Darcy into a kebab. This is also why people often laugh at them, the dual cultivators of magic and martial arts, for they are the most shameless. Among magicians, the dual cultivators of magic and martial arts have the strongest fighting spirit, while among warriors, magic is the most powerful.
He took a breath to suppress the shockwave in his fighting spirit. Even when he was using all his strength, he was no match for that bull. He couldn't compare to its powerful physique alone, and he had already lost the initiative in that respect. The bull stood there calmly, seemingly full of energy. From its burning eyes, it was clear that it still wanted to fight him. Ling Xiao, on the other hand, was like a crab with soft legs, all show and no substance. If he couldn't win, he couldn't win. There was nothing shameful about not fighting. Just as Ling Xiao was about to wave his hand to stop the match, his fighting spirit suddenly underwent a strange change, surging uncontrollably within his body.
Ling Xiao was shocked, realizing something was wrong; it was happening again. This was why he had been reluctant to use his battle qi for so many years. However, this time the situation was clearly different from before. The violent battle qi swept over his body like a sandstorm, making Ling Xiao want to roar loudly.
Chapter 65: The Gambling King Tournament
The morning sky was still as blue as a young girl's eyes, gently stirring the lotus-like white clouds.
A red light streaked across the sky, extremely discordant with the sky. The red light left streaks of light in the sky, like rolling flames, stirring up layers of waves.
Unlike flames, that light had a more delicate and eerie aura. The lotus-like white clouds vanished like shattered dream bubbles, disappearing eternally into the world. A strange death aura permeated the air, and soaring birds flapped their wings and fled. Those that couldn't escape disappeared in the red light, while the fleeing birds continued to fly desperately.
Their bodies were slowly disappearing, corroding, as if something was gnawing at them bit by bit, yet they remained oblivious, continuing to fly. Finally, only a sharply defined skeleton remained, still soaring. This eerie sight would send chills down anyone's spine.
A fiery red light vanished like a shooting star across the sky. Within the light curtain was a figure, a chaotic aura forming countless tangible beams of energy around his body, crescent-shaped beams swirling around him.
"Indeed, it's the Saintess's aura. Look, I'm a step too late."
A sinister voice emanated from the red light. If Ling Xiao were here now, he would surely recognize the location of the red light as the bamboo hut where he had once lived.
"What a strange place."
A red light screen floated above the Tianyuan Mountains, overlooking the endless mountain range, and murmured thoughtfully, "Time flies, and the ancient battlefield of yesteryear has become this vast mountain range."
The agonizing pain gnawed at Ling Xiao's body, and as long as he lived, the piercing nerve pain would never cease. His battle qi surged wildly within him like a tornado, restless and active.
His fists clenched tightly; the power beyond his control was beyond his ability to maintain. He hadn't dared use his battle qi for many years, fearing it would cause chaos and embarrass him as before. But this turmoil was clearly different from the past, exceeding his expectations.
Once battle qi became uncontrollable and broke free of its master's control, it was extremely dangerous for a warrior; it could lead to qi deviation and death by explosion.
Ling Xiao was on the verge of collapse, unable to control even his own body. His battle qi surged and churned like boiling water, his meridians bulging menacingly, and dense veins covered his skin.
What had gone wrong? Normally, uncontrolled battle qi was caused by being pulled or by a bodily mutation. When the body mutated, the battle qi could no longer resonate with the body, repelling it and causing chaos. However, the surging battle qi before him had nothing to do with his constitution. The situation
was critical, on the verge of exploding. The battle qi within him was fiercely battling against Ling Xiao's body. To quell the frenzied surge, he desperately mobilized his available battle qi to suppress it. But the more Ling Xiao suppressed it, the stronger the rebound became. Like water in a pipe, the longer it was held back, the stronger the jet of water that gushed out.
Darcy hadn't used his full strength, fearing he might injure his master. He merely sparred with Ling Xiao to test his abilities and see if he was worthy of their trust. After several exchanges, he could clearly sense that Ling Xiao was weaker than him, but not by much.
At this moment, Ling Xiao's entire body was enveloped in a strong orange light, flickering and undulating, like a venomous snake's forked tongue conveying danger. Invisible energy swirled and flew out chaotically under the influence of Ling Xiao's battle aura.
Had his battle aura undergone a mutation? Ling Xiao was completely unaware. On the Divine Wind Continent, countless people cultivated Battle Qi, but among these warriors, some would inexplicably undergo a mutation in their Battle Qi, becoming incredibly powerful and cultivating much faster than ordinary people. This mutated Battle Qi was called "Battle Power," or simply "Battle Strength." Battle Strength was extraordinary, a perfect evolution of Battle Qi. Only when one possessed Battle Strength could one truly dominate the martial world. Unfortunately, the chance of such a mutation among the many Battle Qi cultivators on the Divine Wind Continent was almost zero; they were extremely rare, far more precious than alchemists, and coveted by every faction.
Had his Battle Qi mutated? Or was it due to something else within him? In a flash, countless thoughts raced through Ling Xiao's mind, but none of them could withstand the eruption and mutation of the Battle Qi within his body.
Peng! Within Ling Xiao's body, it was as if the universe had exploded, unleashing boundless waves of energy. An aura of overwhelming power radiated from his body, causing his hair to dance wildly without wind. Chaos reigned in the air; flowers, grass, and trees trembled, and for a moment, heaven and earth seemed to stand still.
"Ah..."
Ling Xiao roared to the heavens, his voice echoing through the nine heavens, like a resounding bell shaking the four directions. The orange light on his body flickered like golden light shimmering at the edge of space, then transformed into azure battle qi, as powerful as a stampede of ten thousand horses, irresistible.
"Azure battle qi..."
Buna felt a powerful aura pressing down on him, and his body involuntarily retreated.
"Azure battle qi, azure battle qi, it's actually azure battle qi!"
Darcy was utterly shocked, repeatedly muttering to himself, his words filled with indescribable astonishment. He never imagined that his master had reached a level that others could only dream of in a lifetime at such a young age. Genius—no, it couldn't be described as genius; a monster, an absolute monster unlike any other in history. Had his master not used his full strength from the start? Darcy's forehead broke out in a cold sweat.
Ling Xiao's body swelled up as if about to burst, wanting only to vent. He was in so much pain, his body felt like it was about to explode. Boom! He threw a punch, a golden light flashed, and the dazzling golden light surged towards Darcy like a wave. Darcy's expression changed drastically; his whole body tensed, and he barely managed to block Ling Xiao's fierce attack with his own fist.
So strong! So strong that Darcy was no match for him at all, like a child facing an adult. The bowl-sized fist hurt so much that he kept shaking his hand. Ling Xiao's mind was in a state of extreme chaos. He was oblivious to the outside world, only knowing that he needed to vent, to release the swelling fighting spirit within him.
Every move, every punch, every action, Ling Xiao exuded an invincible aura as he attacked Darcy. Each move was extremely ruthless and fierce. Darcy endured the immense power, his heart and liver felt like they were about to burst, each strike almost fatal.
At first, the pig-man Buna was shocked by Ling Xiao's Grand Dou Master level, but now, seeing that the situation on the field was clearly not right, he hurriedly joined the battle to help the bull-man Darcy.
"Master... what's wrong?"
the pig-man Buna hurriedly called out. The two of them could not withstand Ling Xiao's power and were beaten horribly, their faces swollen and red.
"Ya!" Ling Xiao roared and rose up, his overwhelming light shooting towards the two of them. If it hit them, they would be crippled if not killed. Darcy and Buna were no longer able to fight back.
"Whoosh!" A gentle breeze swept by, and a wisp of soft energy floated up.
"Azure Cloud Dou Qi!" An old voice rang out, its tone filled with astonishment and a slight fluctuation.
"Azure Cloud Dou Qi!" The old man's voice rang out again, unusually calm, but his words carried boundless charm and mystery. "It's Azure Cloud Dou Qi. Azure Cloud appears, the world is in chaos, Azure Cloud old thief..."
The foreigner's voice rang out again, the meaning in his words unfathomable.
The foreigner had a connection with the bracelet on Ling Xiao's wrist. When he sensed that something was wrong with Ling Xiao, the foreigner arrived at the last minute and saved Darcy and Buna.
He forcefully calmed the fighting spirit within Ling Xiao's body with his profound power, channeling all the chaotic energy into every part of Ling Xiao's body to alleviate the burden.
The foreigner gazed at the azure fighting spirit, a meaningful smile spreading across his face. He truly didn't know whether this little guy was lucky or unlucky.
Azure Cloud Fighting Spirit was definitely not a good thing for him at the moment, but it wasn't a bad thing either. However, it was best not to be discovered by those with ulterior motives. The foreigner murmured, looking at Ling Xiao.
"The universe is in harmony, the heavens are newly opened, there is no distinction between self and others, all laws return to truth… Fighting Spirit… Heavenly Profound Seal…"
The foreigner's expression was solemn, like a holy and radiant protector, radiating a vast and mysterious power. His hands continuously overlapped in front of his chest, drawing strange and eerie symbols, mysterious and difficult to understand, containing a powerful aura.
"Go."
With a soft shout, the strange symbols drawn in front of the foreigner shone brightly, rising into a magnificent screen, and the incomparably holy magical seal was injected into Ling Xiao's body.
Suddenly, the azure battle qi within Ling Xiao's body vanished under the mysterious magical seal, as if it had never existed.
From then on, Ling Xiao would never experience battle qi chaos again, and could continue cultivating like a normal person. The Azure Cloud Battle Qi would never reappear in the world, and he could rest easy, unless… well, probably not. Good luck to him.
"Master is truly extraordinary, I, Old Niu, am completely convinced."
Darcy sighed, clutching his aching spot, his face gleaming with admiration.
"You're one to talk! Look at my face, it's completely disfigured, turned into a pig's head… Ouch!"
Buna cried out in pain as he spoke, aggravating his wound.
"But Master was really terrifying back then, I thought Master was going to…"
Darcy said with lingering fear, shuddering at the thought of Ling Xiao's ruthless appearance.
"I hope Master will never use us as targets again, or we'll suffer the consequences."
Buna prayed, stroking his fair and tender face.
His head was spinning, his body felt like it was falling apart, and Ling Xiao felt excruciating pain all over. He couldn't remember what had happened, or anything after that. The last thing he remembered was attacking Darcy and Buna, beating them black and blue. He seemed to have been incredibly powerful then, his battle qi reaching an unprecedented level. Ling Xiao hurriedly checked his internal state; any mishap would be no joke. The battle qi within him was no longer as agitated as before, as calm as a mirror, silently circulating through his body, the gently flowing qi nourishing everything it passed through. The warm, gentle battle qi was no longer as uncontrollable as before.
"Kid, you're awake."
The foreigner's voice rang in Ling Xiao's mind.
"Foreigner, you saved me."
Hearing the foreigner's voice, Ling Xiao felt relieved. He hadn't seen him for several days, and he had really missed him. Free private bodyguards weren't easy to find anywhere.
"Who else did you think it was besides me?"
the foreigner said.
"Old man, what's wrong with my body? Why is this happening?"
Ling Xiao asked anxiously. He respected the old man, whose age he didn't know, as the old man knew far more than him in terms of knowledge, experience, and wisdom.
"It's nothing serious, don't worry. It's just that your internal battle qi was stagnant and uncontrollable, causing this phenomenon. I've already calmed it down for you,"
the old man said dismissively. Given Ling Xiao's current state, it was better not to tell him. Sometimes ignorance is bliss; knowing too much only brings trouble.
"Will this happen again?"
Ling Xiao asked expectantly, still worried about this.
"Hehe, don't worry. I've used powerful energy to straighten your battle qi. From now on, you can cultivate normally,"
the old man laughed heartily.
Having an elder in the family is like having a treasure. Ling Xiao's heart instantly felt lighter. Years of worry vanished. He could finally continue cultivating his battle qi without the worry of it being out of control. That heavy weight was no longer hanging over his heart.
The foreigner's explanation was too simplistic. He suspected the changes within his body were far more complex than that, and he couldn't pinpoint what was wrong.
"Master, you're awake."
Darcy and Buna hurriedly rose to their feet upon seeing Ling Xiao enter their room, speaking respectfully.
Their demeanor was noticeably more respectful than before, even their tone was different. Their previous respect was merely superficial, but now it came from the heart. Ling Xiao, seeing their disheveled appearance, almost burst out laughing. He had come only out of guilt.
Buna, the pig-man, already had a large, fair, and smooth pig's head, unlike Darcy's dark and rough skin. But now, his face was bruised and swollen, a truly pitiful sight. Lin Xiao had practically turned him into a pig's head. Ling Xiao covered his mouth, suppressing a laugh, and said, "Don't call me master anymore. We're not strangers. Just call me Young Master."
"How can we?"
the two hurriedly replied, harboring no resentment towards Ling Xiao.
“Just call me that, orcs never do that, do you?”
Ling Xiao said, pulling out his trump card.
“Big brother, are you there?”
A voice rang out from the courtyard, growing louder as it approached.
It was Serf. He hadn’t seen the kid for days, wondering where he’d been gallivanting off to. Ling Xiao stepped towards the door.
“Big brother, I’ve missed you so much!”
Serf excitedly stepped over a flowerbed, his eyes like those of a bull in heat.
“You’ve been having a good time at the brothel these past few days, haven’t you?”
Ling Xiao teased.
“How could I? I’m not the kind of person who forgets his duty for a pretty face. I’ve missed you terribly!”
Serf chuckled and tried to give Ling Xiao a bear hug.
“Go…go…go.”
Ling Xiao wasn’t used to hugging men, and quickly dodged away, saying, “You’re probably thinking about women, aren’t you?”
“Big brother is much more charming than any woman. I’ll keep you company tonight.”
Serf looked at Ling Xiao with a lewd grin.
"Damn, Serf's expression is really disgusting," Ling Xiao said, sweating profusely. "Go away, your big brother doesn't have that kind of fetish like you, bisexual. You should find someone else."
Serf, his forehead turning green, said with a resentful look, "Big brother, please don't! I came here to ask you to go out!"
"What is it?"
Ling Xiao felt a chill run down his spine. He really was a repressed pervert.
Serf paused and said seriously, "The Gambling King Competition is being held in Fenglan City."
"The Gambling King Competition?"
Ling Xiao looked at Serf with suspicion and asked, "What kind of program is it?"
Chapter 66: The Consequences of Teasing
"The Gambling King Competition is held once a year."
Serf turned and walked alongside Ling Xiao, saying, "It's hosted by the Lei family, in conjunction with other gambling houses."
"The Lei family? You mean Lei Gongqiang?"
Ling Xiao touched his nose, making the connection.
"That's right, it's Lei Gongqiang. Many gambling masters from all over have come to compete."
Serf said with great interest.
"Oh, I wonder what the prizes are like."
Ling Xiao was most concerned about the reward for this gambling competition.
"You'll be shocked when I tell you."
Serf said excitedly, "The winner of this gambling competition will receive one hundred million dollars."
"How about it, want to give it a try?"
Serf asked Ling Xiao.
One hundred million dollars is undoubtedly a huge temptation for anyone. Such a high prize will surely attract many people. It seems the Lei family will definitely make a fortune from this gambling king competition.
"Serf, who are the four young masters of Fenglan City?"
Ling Xiao asked curiously as they walked towards the Lei family's gambling house.
"The so-called Four Young Masters of Fenglan City are just a name given by busybodies. Ordinary people call them Wounded, Rogue, Crippled, and Incomplete."
"Oh, why?"
Ling Xiao asked curiously, what a strange way to describe them.
"Wounded refers to the Oleg family, which is mainly engaged in business. Oleg is extremely talented in business and will stop at nothing in the market. He often drives his opponents to ruin and leaves them injured. People call him Young Master Wounded behind his back."
Severn spoke eloquently, introducing the four people to Ling Xiao since he had nothing else to do.
Oleg—Ling Xiao vaguely remembered him, having seen him once at the Shunde Trading Company. He seemed slick and smooth. Following Sergey's introduction, the next few people were Lei Gongqiang from the Lei family, secretly known as the "Moral Scoundrel" because he enjoyed toying with and trampling on the dignity of respectable women. The "crippled" one was Allen, who infuriated Ling Xiao. Allen was obsessed with cultivation, acting erratically and speaking incoherently; people called him "brain-dead." No wonder 　　Ling Xiao had always felt something was off about Allen—he was a brain-dead idiot!
"What about that scoundrel?" Ling Xiao asked, noticing Sergey 　　's evasive gaze. Sergey didn't answer directly, instead pointing to himself. "Damn, no way," 　　Ling Xiao rolled his eyes at Sergey. 　　The Four Young Masters were essentially the scum in people's eyes, hypocrites, scions of powerful families and privileges who flaunted their status and superiority. 　　Xingfa Gambling House is owned by the Lei family, and this event is being held here. According to Serf, the casino is enormous, capable of holding a thousand people. Merchants, warriors, magicians, thieves… all kinds of travelers come here for impromptu gambling. Eating, drinking, and gambling are human nature; everyone is more or less tainted by them. Ling Xiao used to frequent gambling houses back in Tianyuan Town. 　　“A little gambling is harmless fun, but big gambling can make you rich.” 　　This classic line was always on Ling Xiao's lips. Without some fun, life would truly be devoid of joy. 　　Outside Xingfa Gambling House, the crowd was surging, packed like a hornet's nest, filled with all sorts of noise—it felt like countless mosquitoes and flies were buzzing in your ears. 　　Ling Xiao raised his head, looked around, and his eyes suddenly lit up. Outside the restaurant opposite Xingfa Casino, a very beautiful magical beast stood at the entrance. The beast was entirely green, with four strong and powerful hooves. Its smooth fur was shiny and reflected a soft metallic luster. A wisp of mane on its neck and back fluttered without wind, exuding an aura of spiritual elegance. 　　This was a Jade Sable Beast, a fifth-tier magical beast that lived in rivers and lakes and was extremely difficult to capture. They were solitary and did not associate with humans. They were water-attribute magical beasts, and were generally only owned by prominent families. Jade Sable Beasts had to grow up with their masters from birth to develop a tacit understanding. Once the bond was formed, they would be loyal to their masters and would never serve two masters. 　　The Jade Sable Beast wasn't the fastest, but it was chosen by a powerful family as their magical rider because it emanated an auspicious water-based magic that effectively cleared away miasma and poisonous gases. Furthermore, it could run on water, traversing waves with ease, whether by land or water. 　　"My goodness, they're really rich. I wonder what their identity is." 　　Ling Xiao's eyes gleamed with anticipation as he examined the Jade Sable Beast. He wondered what it would be like to ride such a beautiful beast. Just imagining it would be incredibly cool—a sword in hand, a white cloak on his back... hehe, driving around the streets, he'd surely have countless beauties chasing after him relentlessly. 　　The Jade Sable Beast seemed to sense something, raising its head to glare at Ling Xiao with displeasure, letting out a beastly roar, and stomping its graceful hooves on the ground. 　　"Glare at me? What are you glaring at? You little monster dares to glare at me? Be careful, or I'll castrate you and then find seventy or eighty monsters to rape you." 　　Ling Xiao looked at the monster with disdain, waving his hands in a scissor gesture towards the Jade Sable Beast. 　　The Jade Sable Beast seemed to understand Ling Xiao's words, its eyes flashing with ferocity, its mouth wide open, its chilling fangs gleaming with a fierce light, sending shivers down one's spine. 　　"Big brother, that's Kai... Kai." 　　Serf, standing opposite Ling Xiao, immediately changed his expression upon seeing the monster and hurriedly reminded him. But at that moment, a person walked up from a distance behind Ling Xiao, stood behind him, winked at Serf, and made a violent gesture with his hand, meaning that if he dared to say anything more, he would be castrated, just as Ling Xiao had said. 　　"What? You know this magical beast? His surname is Kai." 　　Although Ling Xiao felt that Serf's tone was a bit strange, he ignored it: "Damn beast, are you hungry? After I chop you into eight pieces, I'll roast you and eat you, then you won't be hungry anymore." 　　Serf pointed at Ling Xiao and kept poking his finger. Ling Xiao was very puzzled: "What's wrong? Is your hand uncomfortable? Hey Serf, is this magical beast's owner male or female? Could she be in heat like her owner?" 　　At this moment, Serf's face was extremely ugly, and his eyes seemed to say, "Brother, you'd better pray for yourself." 　　Ling Xiao belatedly realized that a murderous aura suddenly came from behind him. He thought to himself, "Oh no, could it be the owner of the Jade Sable Beast?" He suddenly stopped talking and slowly turned around. 　　"Bastard, how dare you flirt with my mount? I'll make you pay!" 　　Just as Ling Xiao turned around, the person behind him kicked him. 　　Ling Xiao couldn't dodge in time and fell to the ground with a thud under the fierce leg attack, his disheveled posture a pitiful sight. Ling Xiao was furious. He hadn't even seen who it was before being hit; he'd lost face big time. Many people, seeing this scene, curiously gathered to watch the spectacle. No matter where you go, people's innate curiosity and tendency to join in the fun remain unchanged. 　　"Damn it!" 　　Ling Xiao sprang to his feet, about to lash out, but upon seeing the person in front of him, his words trailed off: "It's you..." 　　"It's you."

The beautiful woman before him possessed a devilishly alluring figure, with exquisite curves and a tall, slender frame. Her rosy cheeks glowed like a fiery red wine, exuding an irresistible allure. Her tight-fitting samurai outfit strained her ample bosom, making it seem as if it would burst from her clothes.
"Truly magnificent,"
Ling Xiao muttered, his gaze fixed on the woman. It was Catherine, the woman he had harassed at the bar last time. Ling Xiao inwardly cursed; things were going to get messed up. It seemed his previous disguise was about to be completely exposed.
"You…you damned bastard…"
Catherine wasn't stupid. Seeing Ling Xiao with Catherine, countless thoughts flashed through her mind. From the wicked look in his eyes when he looked at her body, she understood everything. An uncontrollable rage welled up within her. The thought that she had once considered Ling Xiao such an innocent man made her realize how naive she had been. In an instant, Ling Xiao's appearance transformed into that of a ruthless, murderous, and plundering villain in her eyes.
"Um...that casino is crowded, I'll go in first and grab a seat, right, Cerf?"
Embarrassed, Ling Xiao didn't mention Catherine kicking him earlier. This seemed directed at Catherine. Ling Xiao turned to Cerf, who was still there but had already fled; Cerf didn't want to draw the conflict to himself.
"What else do you have to say, you scoundrel?"
Catherine reached out her slender hand to slap Ling Xiao.
How could Ling Xiao let her succeed? That would be a complete loss of face for a man. He quickly grabbed Catherine's smooth hand, turned her around, and gently pulled her close, his large hand encircling her soft waist.
Catherine stumbled, not expecting Ling Xiao's strength. Caught off guard, she fell into his arms, furious. This damned man had repeatedly taken liberties with her; this was intolerable!
With a swift movement, Catherine unleashed her fighting spirit, stunning Ling Xiao. A follow-up punch landed on him.
Ling Xiao blocked Catherine's attack. Her cold, pretty face was undeniably alluring, but her temper was terrifying.
Although Ling Xiao blocked her hand, Catherine suddenly raised her leg and kicked towards his groin. Her ruthless kick was incredibly vicious, almost as if she wanted to castrate him.
"My god, you're serious!"
If Catherine kicked him, his lower body would be ruined, and who knows how many women would be left alone then.
Reaching out with his other hand, Ling Xiao swiftly grabbed Catherine's leg and lifted it upwards with a powerful twist, like a split, leaving her genitals in a very alluring spread-eagle position. If she were naked, hehe, it would be completely exposed.
Catherine, enraged by the embarrassing posture, launched a side spinning kick into the air, accompanied by a whistling sound. Ling Xiao wasn't about to let her succeed so easily. He coiled around Catherine like a snake, gripping her wrist. With a gentle pull, like a breeze under the setting sun, he embraced Catherine in a cha-cha-like pose, his mischievous hand landing perfectly on her ample chest.
"Hehe, young lady, it was unintentional. I think you understand,"
Ling Xiao said sternly, but his smile was anything but flattering.
"I'm going to kill you!"
Catherine, like a little leopard, gleamed with murderous intent, preparing to retreat with a flying kick.
In a flash, Ling Xiao stepped on Catherine's foot, a surge of fighting spirit flowing from his toes, striking her hard. Catherine cried out in pain, her leg forcefully pushed backward by Ling Xiao.
Catherine lost her balance and leaned down towards Ling Xiao. Ling Xiao leaned back, greedily gazing at her stunningly beautiful face, his heart pounding. Such close proximity filled him with awe.
"Don't kiss me..."
Ling Xiao shouted mischievously, pulling Catherine down with his strength. He almost collapsed, their bodies so close they could clearly smell each other's breath.
"She kissed me, what do you say, should we kiss her?"
Looking at the crowd eager for drama, Ling Xiao asked loudly.
"Shameless!"
Catherine was filled with shame and indignation. Her current posture made it seem like she was forcing Ling Xiao into an intimate moment, and his words had undoubtedly helped to distort the truth.
"Okay, kiss her..."
the surrounding people shouted, cheering. The shouts of "Kiss! Kiss! Kiss!" grew louder and louder, the crowd eager for more excitement.
Catherine's face turned pale with anger. She glared fiercely at Ling Xiao, then suddenly leaped into the air, flipping over his head with the grace and fluidity of a nimble monkey, a breathtaking sight.
Ling Xiao was startled. Catherine's movements were fluid and effortless; she had him behind her and, with a thunderous force, grabbed his neck, choking him and rendering him immobile. A powerful grip sent pain through him, causing him to wince and gasp for breath.
"Hmph, you lecherous scoundrel, today you'll get what you deserve,"
Catherine said, her voice a mixture of bravado and fear, her brow furrowed as she spoke softly behind Ling Xiao.
"Let's talk this out. Why is a girl resorting to violence? Look at all these people in the street, it's not a good look."
With his life in Catherine's hands, Ling Xiao had no choice but to submit.
"Hmph, stop with your glib talk, or I'll cut your tongue out,"
Catherine said sternly. "You hateful guy, you'll get what's coming to you.
" "We're an old married couple, no need for violence. It's just a little womanizing, why be jealous? Don't you think men's lust is a heroic nature?"
Ling Xiao forced out a few words through gritted teeth.
"Yes, that's definitely true,"
someone in the crowd said.
"Wow, with such a beautiful wife, you still go out and womanize? Truly a man's nature,"
someone said admiringly.
"The one at home isn't as good as the one outside, the one stolen isn't as good as the one robbed, and the one robbed isn't as good as someone else's. What man doesn't stray?"
another nodded in agreement.
"I'm already drooling over your wife, and you still go out and womanize every day. Be careful you don't get cuckolded,"
a familiar person nearby laughed and scolded.
"Aren't you just like me? You invite me to brothels whenever you have free time,"
the man retorted.
"Hehe, I'm tired of the same old food at home. It gets boring after a while. Trying some wild vegetables can lift my spirits,"
the man shamelessly boasted.
The first man pointed behind the speaker, but the man ignored him and continued, "Just thinking about Little Peach Blossom's adorable appearance makes my mouth water. She's much better than that old sow at home."
"Is it really that exaggerated?"
a voice came from behind the speaker.
"Of course, she's scarier than a dinosaur."
After the man finished speaking, he suddenly realized, "Ah, wife... I... no... I don't want to."
Then, the burly woman rolled up her sleeves...
"You... you... you lecherous scoundrel!"
Catherine was furious, the ambiguous glances and jeering from the crowd making others genuinely believe she was Ling Xiao's wife.
Taking advantage of this moment, Catherine lost control, and Ling Xiao's hand swiftly struck the woman's waist behind her. Her supple waist went limp at Ling Xiao's sudden attack, and Catherine's body went numb. She stumbled and leaned against Ling Xiao's back, her heart pounding with panic. She hadn't expected the situation to change so quickly. With
a swift twist of his hand, he grabbed Catherine's wrist, which was gripping his neck, and quickly transformed her slender arms into an intimate embrace, controlling her body to press tightly against his back.
"Oh, hug me? I'm very shy. If you want us to go home..."
Ling Xiao said loudly, feigning grievance. His serious expression was probably more dignified than any gentleman in the world.
"Stop talking!"
Catherine said angrily, her hand, which was holding Ling Xiao tightly, quickly tapped his body several times.
Suddenly, Ling Xiao's body turned to stone, frozen in place. He felt as if the power within his body had been sealed by an invisible force, and he could no longer use any of it. His stiff body couldn't move at all. What was happening? What had Catherine done to him?
"What did you do to me?"
Ling Xiao's mouth could still move as he asked anxiously. He hurriedly tried to mobilize his magic power and activate the magic within his body, but unfortunately, the magic within him was like a stagnant pool.
"Hmph, now you should behave yourself. After I'm done, you'll be in for it."
Catherine came to Ling Xiao with a smile. That smile, more beautiful than a blooming flower, now looked like a deadly poppy in Ling Xiao's eyes.
"Xiaoyu, come here."
Catherine called softly, and the Jade Sable Beast appeared beside her in the blink of an eye, baring its claws and roaring at Ling Xiao.
Catherine flipped over, lifting Ling Xiao like a chick and placing him horizontally in front of her. With a light lift, the Jade Sable Beast sped away at lightning speed, without kicking up a speck of dust.
Chapter 67: What is the Intention?
The surrounding scenery rushed past Ling Xiao's eyes, the whistling wind rushing across his face like arrows.
The Jade Sable Beast ran swiftly, its four hooves seemingly not touching the ground, stable and reliable. Ling Xiao, lying horizontally on it, felt no jolt, as if walking on the ground, experiencing an extremely cool and comfortable feeling.
Ling Xiao had no time to enjoy the rare opportunity of sitting on the Jade Sable Beast. His heart was pounding like a cat on a hot tin roof; even moving a finger was an impossible task for him. What kind of sorcery had Catherine cast on him? He racked his brains but couldn't think of any magic that could freeze him like a spell. He could only describe this bizarre scene as sorcery.
"Hey, where are you taking me? Are you going to kidnap me and make me your bandit husband?" Ling Xiao couldn't bear Catherine's silence any longer. Humans always have a fearful and anxious feeling about the unknown dangers and future, like a prisoner, terrified that the judge will mercilessly announce: "This judge sentences...sentences...Ling Xiao...Ling Xiao...to death...
" The agonizing sentencing process was more difficult than childbirth; even constipation was better than this.
"Hmph, shut your mouth. If you miss your chance, you'll be sorry." Catherine's expression showed a hint of anxiety as she gently said to the jade sable beast beneath her, "Little Rain, hurry up, okay?"
Little Rain was very intelligent. After hearing Catherine's words, it ran even faster than before. Ling Xiao cursed inwardly. "After I escape, I'll rape you eight times, eight hundred times, to vent my hatred. No, that's too easy on her. I'll also strip Catherine naked and parade her through the streets."
Trying to circulate his internal energy, Ling Xiao couldn't sense any fluctuations. Catherine's strange and unpredictable methods seemed to possess a mysterious magic, completely isolating his internal power. He was now like an ordinary person—no, worse than an ordinary person, only slightly better than a dried-up corpse. If Catherine took him to a secluded place and used torture, whips, candle wax dripping… wouldn't his lifelong reputation be ruined? No, this young master absolutely cannot! If she only raped him until he was exhausted and his skin was mangled, we could discuss it. Otherwise, he could only tell her with righteous indignation: "Let the storm rage on, I won't even flinch. A year from now, I'll be reborn from your belly."
He didn't know where Catherine was anxiously heading, because the Jade Sable Beast's platform wasn't large, barely enough for the two of them to sit together. Ling Xiao's body was leaning forward, and to prevent him from falling, Catherine's lower abdomen pressed tightly against his body, her body slightly bent forward, one hand supporting Ling Xiao, the other holding Xiao Yu's neck.
Catherine was completely unaware of that ambiguous position, fearing Ling Xiao's body would slide down, she even slightly shifted her delicate body upwards, pressing firmly against Ling Xiao's body.
This slippery, gentle embrace somewhat reduced Ling Xiao's fear of the unknown, allowing him to savor the amazing elasticity from Catherine's lower abdomen. Because on the back of a magical beast, whether the beast ran as smoothly as if on flat ground or as stable as a bowl of water, it was all relative.
Ling Xiao's body swayed slightly throughout, his right elbow gently rubbing up and down Catherine's abdomen. It was soft, smooth, and incredibly elastic, sending a tingling sensation through him. Ling Xiao felt as if he were truly touching that smooth, flat surface. If
he could actually have some erotic scenes with the beauty before him on the Jade Sable Beast, Ling Xiao would definitely find seventy or eighty male companions to soothe Xiao Yu's burning desire.
Catherine rode Xiao Yu out of the Fenglan City gates. As Xiao Yu ran quickly, a magical beast and two people gradually moved away from Fenglan City, veering off the road. Only the city could be vaguely seen slowly shrinking, like a bullet.
After an unknown amount of time, Ling Xiao's right arm subtly shifted position with a slight sway. Though the movement was small, it made a world of difference. It was like the moon revolving around the earth; a mere few seconds faster caused a month-long endocrine imbalance in countless female animals, triggering a series of problems. For instance, unresolved male hormonal needs, after a month of abstinence, led to a surge in births a year later, with women bearing the brunt.
Although the resulting problems were severe, for Ling Xiao at this moment, any problem was no problem for him. Just as his right arm unknowingly touched Catherine's forbidden zone, inexplicably resting against her crotch, the bulging area supporting his arm, the strange, surging sensation making Ling Xiao tremble and his blood rush, making it difficult to avoid a nosebleed.
The up-and-down motion was so dynamic, and all sorts of tempting ideas flashed through his mind. If he replaced the elbow with his manhood, well... Ling Xiao shamelessly fantasized about all sorts of filthy ends. Was Catherine deliberately seducing him, seeking stimulation in this way? He'd heard that the more noble a woman was, the more perverted she was, wanting to achieve satisfaction in another way. A whirlwind of thoughts flew through Ling Xiao's mind.
At first, Catherine didn't notice anything amiss while they were running, but with each slight bump from Ling Xiao's elbow against her sensitive spots, it was like a weak electric current striking her heart, flowing throughout her body. A strange, tingling sensation, mixed with a peculiar comfort, felt like countless ants crawling on her skin, making her tremble with discomfort.
Glaring angrily at Ling Xiao's damned elbow, Catherine's almond-shaped eyes flashed with murderous intent, wishing she could chop the culprit off with a single stroke.
Barely enduring the changes in her body, Catherine, filled with shame and indignation, bent backward, twisted like a pretzel, grabbed Ling Xiao's offending arm, and twisted it forcefully behind his back.
"Ah...it's broken...it's broken...be gentle...
" Just as he was comfortably enjoying Catherine's tender caress in his private area, a sudden, pig-like scream escaped Ling Xiao's lips, the pain making him feel as if his arm was about to break.
"Hmph, you'd better behave yourself, or this old lady will make you regret it," Catherine said succinctly, her anger barely contained. If it weren't for something important, she would have already dealt with Ling Xiao for daring to deceive her.
The two continued their journey, and soon arrived at a secluded place, surrounded by towering mountains and jagged rocks, with a narrow, winding path running through it.
"Such a remote place," Ling Xiao thought, looking around with puzzlement. He wondered what Catherine intended to do. Was she planning to kill him to silence him, or perhaps she wanted to sleep with him under the open sky? Wow, wouldn't that be exactly what he wanted?
Chapter 68: Catherine's "Gentleness"
The narrow path winds through towering mountains on both sides, with a sliver of sky visible in the distance. The terrain isn't too treacherous, and very few people traverse this path.
This mountain path is called West Gorge Ridge. West Gorge Ridge runs from east to west, and along the narrow path, one can pass through Fenglan City, Turin City, and Bokoit City… However, the road is winding, rugged, and difficult to travel, so few people choose to take this route.
Ling Xiao stared at the narrow road, feeling utterly frustrated. He couldn't understand how such a strange narrow passage had formed. It was like a woman's sexy buttocks exposed, with something stuck in the middle—utterly bizarre. Perhaps the creator god, drunk one day, took this mountain for a fairy and thrust into it, creating this strange shape. What did
Catherine intend to do by bringing him here? Did she really want to have a tryst with him in this desolate wilderness? The situation was getting out of hand. Ling Xiao couldn't help but ask, "What shameful thing is going on that you have to come to this desolate place? You wouldn't be planning something bad on me, would you?"
Catherine scoffed twice and said, "I have no interest in that."
"Then what are we going to do? I wonder if you have any sisters?" Ling Xiao asked, puzzled.
Catherine, unaware of Ling Xiao's intentions, asked in confusion, "What does this have to do with my sisters?"
"You're not interested in me, but of course your sisters are. Otherwise, why would they have brought me to this desolate place with such malicious intent?" Ling Xiao rolled his eyes, looking at Catherine as if she were an idiot, his eyes seemingly questioning whether he needed to spell out such a simple truth.
Only then did Catherine realize the true meaning of Ling Xiao's ulterior motives. "That despicable bastard! His lustful desires haven't changed. He thinks of me as some kind of lowly woman! Unforgivable! I, Catherine, the pride and darling of the Kasyapa family, the apple of his eye, have become a worthless woman in Ling Xiao's eyes!" She gritted her teeth and roared, "Ah... die... you shameless bastard!"
Under Ling Xiao's terrified gaze, Catherine showed no mercy, bombarding him with the gentlest and most comfortable touch. Perhaps finding Ling Xiao too charismatic, Catherine couldn't resist the urge to directly touch him, as if afraid the contact wasn't thorough enough. Each fierce thrust forced its way into Ling Xiao's flesh and bone.
"Ah...
" Ling Xiao screamed like a pig being slaughtered, as if afraid his screams weren't painful enough, shrill enough, or even enough to scare the sow to death. He yelled in a hoarse, broken voice, "Oh, oh, oh, oh!
" Even the most wailing ghosts and howls would pale in comparison to Ling Xiao's cries. "Phew, so good!" Catherine trembled, her slightly aching fists trembling. The unbridled pleasure
she felt while venting her frustrations on Ling Xiao was even more intense than her first period. Ling Xiao's face was unrecognizable, his miserable state perfectly illustrating the fate of his female victims. He was like a lamb facing utter rape, his body and soul ravaged, not a single part of him unscathed. If Catherine's incredibly intimate distance had been replaced by the less intimate distance of a monk bathing, he would have felt immense solace.
That despicable woman, she really used him as a human target! Ling Xiao felt like dying. He guessed he was now in a similar situation to Buna, his heart pounding like a cat on a hot tin roof. "Hey, you foreigner, come out... It's a matter of life and death... Stop playing dead..."
After several attempts, Ling Xiao still couldn't shake off Catherine's manipulation. That strange power had invisibly restricted his strength, forcing him to turn his hopes for help to the knowledgeable foreigner.
"Stop nagging, kid. I'm watching. You're far from dead," the foreigner muttered grumblingly, slowly answering Ling Xiao's question.
"How dare you say that? Look at me, ravaged by this damned woman, I'm practically half dead." The foreigner's indifferent tone immediately provoked Ling Xiao to explode: "If you don't intervene, I'm really going to meet the God of the Underworld!"
"The God of the Underworld? He's barely able to protect himself, how could he have time to care about you?" The foreigner scoffed, as if he had just woken up, saying: "Don't be so alarmed, it's not that serious."
"But I can't move my body, could that witch have cast a spell on me?" "Damn it, it's not your body, of course you're not worried. If you were being fucked by hundreds of sows, hehe, you might be even worse off than me," Ling Xiao complained.
"Country bumpkin, so ignorant...
" The foreigner remained silent, but when he did speak, it was always a masterpiece, like speaking to a savage from a remote region.
"Uh..." Ling Xiao almost choked on the foreigner's words, so angry he was practically bleeding from all seven orifices and his head was practically steaming. How dare he call him a country bumpkin with no knowledge? Damn old man, when I'm rich in the future, I'll definitely broaden your horizons and find you seventy or eighty dinosaurs! Of course, Ling Xiao couldn't voice his thoughts when he needed the foreigner's help. He retorted angrily, "If I'm a country bumpkin, then what's following me...?"
"Uh...
" Ling Xiao's words were even sharper than Brother Sharp's. Now it was the foreigner's turn to be speechless and embarrassed. Ling Xiao could already imagine the foreigner's hilarious appearance inside the spatial bracelet, blowing his beard and glaring. Just thinking about his embarrassed state made him burst into laughter. The foreigner casually changed the subject, saying, "That woman used a unique skill on you. It doesn't cause much harm to the body. Generally, such peculiar skills are only passed down in large families or sects."
"The woman used the Sealing Finger, a unique skill once hailed as 'one finger can conquer the world.' Human energy and magic have specific tracks and routes, much like water flowing along a river. The river is the path for the water's flow. When you cut the riverbed, the water stops flowing. The Sealing Finger works by sealing several special acupoints in the body, preventing the user from using their power, thus causing stiffness."
"Don't worry, the woman's Sealing Finger only temporarily seals your acupoints. It will automatically unseal when the time comes."
"What? You're not going to help?" Ling Xiao exclaimed in alarm, "What if something happens and it's too late?"
"When your life is in danger, I will naturally help." The foreigner's words gradually faded from Ling Xiao's ears.
"Foreigner...foreigner...old man...hurry up and untie me, by the time you make your move, it'll be too late." Ling Xiao bombarded the foreigner with a barrage of words, hoping he would make a move, but no matter how he verbally raped the foreigner, the foreigner silently enjoyed it.
"Stop yelling!" Ling Xiao's howling was hardly flattering. Catherine waved her fist threateningly in front of Ling Xiao, saying meaningfully, "My sisters aren't interested in you, but I am very interested in you now."
"Really... what are you interested in about me?" Ling Xiao looked like a girl who had been raped eight hundred times, his face full of dejection, looking at Catherine's condescending gaze suspiciously.
"Of course, I'm interested in your whole body... you...
" Catherine realized the ambiguity in her slip of the tongue as soon as she said it. Judging from Ling Xiao's words, he definitely had bad intentions. She had already listed Ling Xiao as a scoundrel, and everything he said was definitely mixed with wicked thoughts.
"You despicable bastard, you still have a lustful heart... still have a lustful heart..."
"Ah... a miscarriage of justice!" More wronged than Dou E, Ling Xiao was speechless.
In the end, in order to live a few more years, Catherine had to gag Ling Xiao with a cloth.
Holding a piece of paper with writing on it, Catherine circled Ling Xiao's body. Ling Xiao had no idea what Catherine had written on the paper or what she was planning. He then saw Catherine stick the paper with writing on it to his back.
Was she planning to take him to the slave market to sell, or was she too lonely because she had too many sisters and was preparing to sell his body for a dollar? Ling Xiao tried to speak, but his mouth was gagged with a cloth. "Little girl, please don't fall into my hands, or else..."
Catherine's lips curled into a smug expression as she looked at Ling Xiao like he was a lamb. Under that gaze, Ling Xiao felt extremely uncomfortable. He felt as if he were completely naked, his entire body exposed to Catherine's eyes. He even wondered how long his penis was, as Catherine seemed to know a little about it.
"You'd better stay here obediently. Consider it interest on your bullying after you finish your mission." Catherine tapped Ling Xiao's forehead, her beautiful eyes sparkling with a captivating light as she winked at him.
If it weren't for the undeniable truth, Ling Xiao might have genuinely thought Catherine was flirting with him, trying to seduce him. Even if she wasn't, he was instantly mesmerized by her mesmerizing gaze.
After everything was settled, Catherine rode off on her jade sable beast, disappearing into the distance, leaving Ling Xiao only able to whimper. Standing alone on the precipice, he truly exuded an aura of invincibility. "
Please, no tigers, leopards, or wolves!" Ling Xiao prayed that someone would come to rescue him. The cold-blooded foreigner had completely ignored him. Was the foreigner senile? Didn't he realize his precarious situation, the constant threat of losing his virginity? Just then, a rumbling sound came from the distant beyond the narrow pass, a heavy sound like thunder, seemingly about to shatter the West Gorge Ridge.
Chapter 69: The Little Man
"Clatter clatter... clatter clatter." The clanging of metal scraping against the ground was rhythmic, sounding like thunder to Ling Xiao's ears. He had his back to the direction of the sound, unaware of who was coming from behind. Judging from the sheer volume of the sound, there must be quite a few people. The clattering sound that could create such a powerful sound was most likely from magical beasts.
A mass attack by magical beasts was unlikely; it was probably a merchant caravan passing through. But why would a caravan of such size take this remote road?
The foreigner said that the power of the sealing finger would lose its effect after a certain period of time. He didn't know when that would be. Fortunately, there were people passing by; perhaps they could help him.
As Ling Xiao passed by, a thought flashed through his mind, and he sensed a conspiracy, especially after Catherine's meaningful words before she left: "Consider it interest for bullying me after the mission is complete."
Considering that Catherine had abandoned him at Xixia Ridge, blocking the only path to the narrow pass, it must have been premeditated, and it was definitely related to the unknown merchant caravan behind him.
Who were these merchants? What were Catherine's intentions? Ling Xiao's mind was in turmoil. What he cared about most now was what was written on the piece of paper Catherine had stuck behind him.
He hoped he wouldn't come into conflict with the mysterious merchant caravan behind him. Ling Xiao could only place his hopes on fate; his ominous premonition grew stronger. He had become Catherine's primary shield.
Dust billowed, hooves thundered, and occasional neighs rang out. The procession behind them drew ever closer, and Ling Xiao's heart pounded with each clatter. Although the foreigner had said he would intervene if there was danger, Ling Xiao hadn't seen the outcome, and the weight on his heart remained heavy. It's human nature to be anxious in the face of the unknown.
"Brother, there seem to be people ahead," Gu Li said, his voice a warning, riding a second-tier magical beast. Of everyone, only he had the best eyesight, able to see beyond what others could.
"Gu Li, how many are there?" Bei Chenshan, addressed as "Big Brother," said gravely to his men. "Everyone, stay alert. Don't let your guard down."
"Yes, Young Master," the guards replied, chests puffed out, their solemnity like that of an unapproachable, centuries-old nun.
"Brother, I only see one person," Gu Li said uncertainly, looking left and right to confirm his suspicions.
"Who could it be? Is there an ambush, or...?
" Bei Chenshan was filled with doubt, his face grave. The mission he carried this time was extremely important; if anything went wrong, it wouldn't be as simple as returning to report. He had been proceeding cautiously, fearing that any mishap would give those with ill intentions an opportunity.
"Continue on. You few go ahead and check it out," Bei Chenshan, almost like a frightened bird, ordered the men around him.
The three men who had been ordered to scout rode their magical beasts forward at high speed, breaking away from the group. In an instant, dust billowed, and magical beasts roared. At the three men's command, their beasts dutifully planted themselves firmly on the ground.
The three men looked at each other warily at the person standing motionless in the middle of the road, his back to them, his eyes filled with questions.
"Hey, who are you... why are you here?"
"Hey, speak up!"
"...
" After a series of inquiries from afar, there was still no answer.
"Hey, there seems to be a piece of paper with writing on it." One of them suddenly said, pointing behind Ling Xiao.
"I'll go see who this is, playing tricks here." Another person dismounted from the magical beast and slowly walked towards Ling Xiao, gripping his weapon tightly, ready to strike at any moment if things went wrong.
As he approached, the man could vaguely make out the writing on the paper behind Ling Xiao. After reading the words, the man's expression changed from amusement to bewilderment, then to anger, and finally, he jumped back with a cry of "Ah!"
"Not good! Quickly inform the young master, there's an ambush here!" the man hurriedly told his companion. The other two, upon hearing this, quickly rode their magical beasts back the way they came.
Hearing the ambush, everyone went on high alert, watching the surroundings intently.
"Let's go, take me to see that person." Bei Chenshan said calmly, his sharp eyes gazing ahead as if trying to see through everything.
"Send a few people to search the surrounding area as well." This was said to Gu Li.
Bei Chenshan led the group to the scene by car, his eyes fixed intently on the motionless Ling Xiao, as if trying to see right through him, to see through him completely.
When he saw the writing on Ling Xiao's back, he smiled and walked towards Ling Xiao.
"Young Master, let me go." A guard stepped forward to dissuade him, worried about his safety.
"No need." Bei Chenshan waved his hand, moved to Ling Xiao's side, and suddenly, with lightning speed, reached out towards Ling Xiao.
Ling Xiao was speechless with frustration. If it weren't for Catherine's underhanded tactics, he would be sitting triumphantly with Sergeant in the Xingfa Casino, dominating the gambling scene. Just thinking about that heartless Sergeant filled Ling Xiao with anger. A grown man, afraid of a woman, like a mouse before a cat.
What was the purpose of this conspiracy? Was it related to the merchants behind them? Or was it targeting someone else? It couldn't just be a simple matter of leaving him here.
The voices and movements of everyone behind him constantly tugged at Ling Xiao's heartstrings; he could only respond with silence.
"Clap clap clap," Bei Chenshan's hand moved swiftly behind Ling Xiao, a shimmering light instantly flowing and acting on Ling Xiao's body.
Ling Xiao's body trembled, thinking the newcomer intended to harm him. He hurriedly jumped away, "Whoosh!" But this jump filled Ling Xiao with excitement; he could actually move! It must have been the person who had just released his seal. He angrily pulled the gag from Catherine's mouth and threw it away, turning back to the person behind him and saying, "It was you, Tao, who released it."
"Indeed. I wonder why you're here, young brother? Who did this to you?" Bei Chenshan asked with a friendly expression, as if concerned for a family member. Anyone who didn't know better would think the two knew each other.
Ling Xiao's first impression of Bei Chenshan was pleasant. Judging from the fact that the other party had released his seal, he was neither friend nor foe, not the kind of person who acted indiscriminately.
"Damn it, I wasn't angry until you said that! That wretched woman, if she falls into my hands, I'll make her wish she were dead!" Ling Xiao raised his hand, his fingers clenching tightly, wishing he could crush Catherine's ample breasts right now. He said with fervent anger, "I'll give you a share, no charge."
"Uh..." Bei Chenshan smiled, his brows furrowed. Who did this? The method they used was clearly from the Bei Chen family. Could it be someone from the Bei Chen family? Impossible.
Ling Xiao then carefully observed the caravan. There were about twenty people, including warriors in armor and mages in magic robes. The lineup was impressive, indicating they had a distinguished background, as evidenced by the valuable magical beasts they rode.
He swept his gaze across the group, roughly sensing the strength of the twenty-odd people, especially the person in front of him, whom he couldn't fathom. The carriage was heavily guarded by several people, and their expressions suggested that something extremely important was inside.
What could it be that warranted such a large mobilization? Could it be that Catherine was after what was inside the carriage?
"Catherine, Catherine," Ling Xiao muttered to himself, sensing something was amiss.
"Who did you just say?" Hearing Ling Xiao's mutterings, Bei Chenshan asked hastily, a bad feeling creeping into his mind. Could it be her? A beautiful woman flashed through his mind.
"Catherine... what's wrong?" Ling Xiao blurted out, then looked at the man before him, realizing something, and said, "You and she are from the same family."
"Oh no! Everyone, move out quickly! Be prepared for battle!" Before Ling Xiao could finish speaking, Bei Chenshan leaped onto his magical beast and roared. Upon hearing Bei Chenshan's command, everyone advanced with practiced discipline.
Ling Xiao was stunned by the rapid changes in the group, unsure of what had happened. However, he concluded that Catherine and the man who had broken his seal were definitely connected. Perhaps Catherine's goal was to have that man break the seal for her. This conjecture shocked Ling Xiao.
"Can you still leave?" A clear, melodious voice rang out from behind Bei Chenshan and his group, like a nightingale's song.
Upon hearing the voice, Bei Chenshan's body trembled, his expression changing drastically. He reached out, and the group, about to move, immediately stopped, preparing for battle.
Turning back to look at the newcomer, Bei Chenshan's gaze was complex as he looked at the fiery woman riding the Jade Sable Beast. His eyes showed not admiration, but wariness. He said with a bitter expression, "It's you."
"Indeed," the woman replied calmly.
Ling Xiao stared at the woman with bloodshot eyes, wishing he could execute her on the spot as a warning to others. The woman was Catherine, who said coldly, "I haven't settled accounts with you yet, and you dare to come back."
"Oh, I thought you were killed by Beichen Mountain? I didn't expect you to still be alive." Catherine teased, "I wrote the words on your back quite well, didn't I?"
The words on his back, oh my god, he was so focused on his thoughts that he forgot the most important thing. Ling Xiao hurriedly reached out and grabbed the paper on his back, carefully reading it. The contents of the paper almost made Ling Xiao vomit blood. His face turned red and then pale. He pointed at Catherine's nose and said angrily, "You...you...I'll spank your little bottom until it's shattered, so you won't dare to be naughty again."
Catherine, who was feeling smug, blushed deeply. In public, Ling Xiao had said such naked and shameful things, making her wish there was a hole in the ground in front of her. Beichen Mountain also stared at Ling Xiao in disbelief, as if looking at an ape.
"Hmph, I won't argue with you now, I'll settle the score with you later after this is over." Catherine glared at Ling Xiao a few times, then looked at Bei Chenshan and said, "Bei Chenshan, give me what's in the car, or don't blame me for being impolite."
The paper read: "Idiot, spare my life! I just wanted to rob you, you don't mind, do you? I'm the most shameless, lewd, and despicable bastard in the world. I know you're itching to rid the world of evil, but before you act, I must kindly warn you, there are dangers lurking around me. Signed: 'Hero, spare my life.'" The words on the paper made Ling Xiao want to smash his head against a wall. Fine, he'd play hard to get. *Bang!* A spark shot up from his palm, and the paper instantly turned to smoke, but Ling Xiao's body trembled inexplicably.
"Catherine, it's been a long time. You've become even more beautiful." Bei Chenshan changed the subject seriously, "Why don't you come back with me? My father misses you terribly."
"You father and son don't need to pretend. I'll say it again, are you going to hand over the things in the car or not?" Catherine said with a frosty face.
"Do you think you can take the things in the car by yourself?" Bei Chenshan retorted.
"Hmph, do you think I'm stupid enough to come alone?" As if she had expected Bei Chenshan to ask this, Catherine said contemptuously.
Bei Chenshan frowned and pointed at Ling Xiao, saying, "Are you talking about him?"
"Haha...then you'll be disappointed...Although his strength is not bad, unfortunately I used the Power-Controlling Finger on him beforehand. As long as he dares to exert any power, he will immediately die from a power imbalance."
"You...
" Ling Xiao's expression changed drastically upon hearing Bei Chenshan's words. He hadn't expected that the person who had kindly saved him earlier would secretly sabotage him. His initial goodwill towards Bei Chenshan vanished instantly. He was truly a treacherous person with a smile hiding a knife. People's hearts are unpredictable; it's impossible to guard against such people. A slight lapse in attention could lead to utter ruin.
"A villain." Catherine looked at Bei Chenshan with a conflicted expression.
Chapter 70: The Six Treasures Bottle
"Whether you call me a villain or a gentleman, brother, don't blame me for secretly sabotaging you." Bei Chenshan said righteously, "In the martial world, one must be cautious."
When he was dispelling the sealing fingers on Ling Xiao at Beichen Mountain, he worried that it might be a conspiracy, fearing he had fallen into an enemy's trap and would be attacked from both sides. At first, he even considered killing Ling Xiao to end it all, but he didn't know what tricks the enemy was playing or what their intentions were. Leaving someone in the narrow pass of Xixia Ridge, and then having him restrained by the Beichen family's unique methods, made it impossible for him to guess whether the other party was friend or foe. However, one thing he was certain of was that the person who used the sealing fingers on Ling Xiao was definitely from the Beichen family. This forced him to consider many issues, so the safest method was to restrict Ling Xiao's power. At the same time as dispelling Ling Xiao's sealing fingers, he quickly placed a power-controlling finger on Ling Xiao.
Ling Xiao, expressionless, lowered his finger from Bei Chenshan, his anger unreadable. "No poison, no hero," he thought. In the ruthless Divine Wind Continent, a single misstep could leave nothing but bones. Bei Chenshan's actions were undeniable; he would have done the same. However, while agreeing was one thing, using such tactics on him infuriated him. He had already declared Bei Chenshan someone he absolutely could not associate with.
"Catherine, I advise you not to even consider it, or don't blame me for being ruthless," Bei Chenshan said with a slightly threatening tone, aiming to intimidate him.
"Ridiculous! I, Catherine, am not easily intimidated," Catherine retorted, her eyes meeting Bei Chenshan's directly, unfazed by his threat.
"Do you truly intend to become an enemy of the Bei Chen family?" Bei Chenshan cleverly pinned a heavy burden on Catherine, his powerful voice seemingly representing the entire Bei Chen family.
Catherine's expression changed; clearly, the Beichen family was putting immense pressure on her. Her delicate eyebrows furrowed slightly, and her rosy lips curved into a seductive smile, giving her a charmingly feminine air. She gave a soft "humph" and said, "I'm just taking back what's rightfully mine, unlike some who deceive and steal."
"Nonsense!" A powerful aura of anger emanated from Beichen Shan, his bell-like eyes glaring as if about to leap out of his body. He roared righteously, "What do you mean 'your things'? You clearly obtained it through your clever words and tricks. This is simply returning it to its rightful owner."
"A fine '
returning it to its rightful owner' indeed." "Young Master Beichen, did it belong to your Beichen family from the beginning of time?" A hoarse voice came from nowhere, its sharp sound like the grating of a blade scraping against metal.
Beichen Shan and his subordinates were shocked, each on high alert, searching for the source of the voice as if facing a formidable enemy.
Just as everyone was searching for the source of the voice, a black afterimage streaked through the air, compressing the air and creating long, gusts of air that pushed backward.
"Such speed!" Bei Chenshan, fully alert, locked onto the suddenly appearing black afterimage.
"Indeed, quite fast." Having witnessed the speed of the foreigners firsthand, Ling Xiao could only offer this assessment, as the newcomer's speed was a level below theirs.
Before the afterimage disappeared, the black figure arrived. A black night-clothes shrouded the mysterious man from head to toe, completely covered in black clothing. A pair of deep black eyes seemed to emit a dark, ghostly light, causing everyone who looked into them to tremble.
"Who are you?" Gu Li shouted at the mysterious black-clad man. "
To take what I owe you." The harsh, unpleasant voice rang out again, and the black-clad man walked step by step towards the car.
Every step the man in black took, every lift of his foot, tugged at everyone's heartstrings. His black clothes fluttered in the wind, and an eerie aura emanated from him, causing hearts to race uncontrollably. A suffocating atmosphere instantly enveloped everyone present.
Wearing all black in broad daylight—was he a transvestite? Ling Xiao stared at the man in black with a strange expression, feeling his blood and qi subtly drawn to the aura emanating from him, even his breathing becoming suffocated and disordered. "Damn it, it's one thing to be ugly and hide in black, but the worst part is that even your black clothes can't conceal the power of your transvestite persona! And you still dare to come out and scare people? That's just wrong of you!" Ling Xiao cursed this charlatan who had appeared out of nowhere.
"Such a powerful aura! Every move he makes can stir up emotions. It seems another brutal, bloody battle is about to begin." Bei Chenshan said, "Are you also eyeing the things in the car, planning to steal them?" "
Of course, otherwise you wouldn't be handing them over." The mysterious man stopped, and as he stopped, everyone present felt their breathing become much smoother.
"Hmph, you'd better think twice before you break your back." Before Bei Chenshan could speak, Gu Li said angrily, his eyes blazing with fury that could have completely reconstructed the man in black.
"Gah gah." The black-clad man's strange cry was extremely grating, even more unpleasant than the moan of a night owl in heat, but he seemed to enjoy it. Turning his face, his black eyes suddenly fixed on Catherine, those eyes, darker than the night, gleaming with an indescribable, filthy light. Pointing at Catherine ambiguously, he said, "I'm definitely a few pounds heavier than this beauty. You can let her try if you don't believe me."
"Vulgar." The black-clad man's gaze was indescribably wicked. Catherine felt as if she were standing right in front of him, his wolfish eyes instilling fear. She knew without a doubt what filthy thoughts were in his mind. Immediately, Catherine's face turned frosty as she angrily retorted.
"Hahaha, vulgar. After we deal with them, I have something even more vulgar. I guarantee you'll be so happy you won't want to leave after seeing it... Gah gah." The black-clad man said, oblivious to everyone else.
"Except for her, you will all die." Then, the man in black, his sinister aura vanished, replaced by a chilling voice like a soul-reaper from the deepest hell, devoid of any emotion. He said, "I'll give you two choices. One is that if you voluntarily hand over the item, you can choose any method of death. The second is a fate worse than death."
"Such arrogance! The consequence of offending the Beichen family is only death. I choose the third method: to kill you." His haughty and disdainful tone immediately ignited Beichen Shan's fury.
"The Beichen family, humph! I will surely destroy them in the near future. Today, I'll use you as a small test." Just as everyone was warily watching the man in black, he suddenly spread his arms like a roc spreading its wings. His wide black robes instantly unfurled, a flash of light appeared, and the man in black flickered lightly, his figure blurring in an instant, leaving behind a series of black afterimages. In the blink of an eye, the strange path he followed, the afterimages he left behind, did not disappear.
It seemed as if a magical force froze the afterimages left by the man in black. Then, those virtual afterimages slowly became clearer, and then materialized, as if the phantoms standing behind the man in black were real people.
This sudden change caught everyone off guard. The afterimages left behind by the man in black were so strange—were they real people, or was the man in black using some kind of technique?
"Kill them all!" In the blink of an eye, the man in black was less than ten meters away from Beichen Mountain, his cold words directed at no one in particular.
"Whoosh, whoosh." Just moments ago, they were virtual afterimages, but in an instant, they came to life. More than thirty phantoms—no, they were no longer phantoms—all of the men in black quickly surrounded Beichen Mountain, their dark shadows like a swarm of crows.
Was this some kind of juggling act? How could they conjure up over thirty people from their bodies in the blink of an eye? Ling Xiao, indifferent to the situation, hurriedly prepared to leave this dangerous place. Anyone with eyes could see that regardless of who won or lost, they would all be in trouble.
"Don't even think about slipping away. Stay right here." Just as Ling Xiao was taking advantage of the moment the fighting began, he subtly moved, trying to escape unnoticed and avoid being caught in the crossfire. However, Catherine seemed to have been watching Ling Xiao's every move, smiling and watching him like a cat playing with a mouse.
Ling Xiao's attempt to escape was instantly thwarted by Catherine. "Damn woman," he thought, a smile playing on his lips. "Big sister, we have no past grudges or recent conflicts, why are you making things difficult for me?"
"Stop with the sweet talk and scheming. I'll deal with you after I get what's in the car," Catherine retorted coldly. She showed no fear whatsoever at the fight between the man in black and Bei Chenshan, remaining completely indifferent.
"My god, how terrifying!" A bloody arm flew towards Ling Xiao, the gruesome cuts revealing the white bone beneath. The five fingers were still slightly twitching. Ling Xiao, whether genuinely or feigning fear, pounded his chest in alarm and ran behind Catherine, hiding beside the jade sable beast.
"Useless! Are you even a man?" Catherine scorned a grown man hiding behind a woman. How could she have ever associated Ling Xiao with purity?
"Hey, didn't you want the stuff in the car? Why don't you just grab it?" The Jade Sable Beast clearly harbored hostility towards Ling Xiao, its hooves stomping the ground in dissatisfaction, ready to kick him at any moment. Ling Xiao glared fiercely at Xiao Yu, thinking, "You damn beast, when I'm hungry, I'll braise your hooves!
" "What exactly is in the car that's causing such a commotion?" Ling Xiao added. Was Catherine planning to reap the benefits without lifting a finger? The men in black wouldn't be so foolish as to do someone else's bidding. It seemed Catherine must have something to rely on.
"The Six Treasures Bottle."
The voice that came out wasn't Catherine's, but the foreigner's. Ling Xiao was startled and asked inwardly, "The Six Treasures Bottle, what kind of treasure is it? How do you know the stuff in the car is the Six Treasures Bottle?"
Chapter 71
Screams and sounds of fighting filled the air. The scene was a bloody mess, a gruesome sight. A thick stench of blood permeated Xixia Ridge, like a human slaughterhouse. Murder is a trivial matter; murder, robbery, and plunder happen constantly on the Divine Wind Continent. Human life is less valuable than grass. As long as you have strength and ability, you won't be bound by the useless laws of the state. Laws only restrain and exploit the weak.
"Don't bother, or I'll cut out your tongue." Seeing Ling Xiao's face, Catherine was filled with anger. Her preconceived notions made her extremely disgusted with Ling Xiao.
What a beautiful woman, why so fierce? Ling Xiao obediently shut his mouth, his eyes gleaming with some wicked thoughts.
The group from Beichen Mountain was far weaker than the men in black, and more than half of them had been killed or wounded. Some mages retreated to the sidelines, and under the protection of the warriors, they unleashed their magic. A dazzling array of colorful spells shone brightly, and waves of magic rained down from the sky.
The men in black were incredibly fast, their ghostly speed making them difficult for the people of Beichen Mountain to defend against.
Often, a single move was enough to kill them. They were skilled in both offense and defense, well-trained in combat, adept at fighting and killing, each move deadly. Before long, Beichen Mountain would be utterly defeated. Ling Xiao observed the situation; the men in black would soon seize control of the battlefield, and then they would truly have no chance of escape.
The battle raged on, and Beichen Mountain's situation was precarious. They thought to themselves that if things continued like this, they would surely be wiped out. The strength of the men in black was too formidable; what was their background? They glanced worriedly at the carriage.
The men in black coldly watched the battle, their icy gaze seemingly capable of freezing everything. Suddenly, a flicker appeared in their eyes, and in an instant, they soared into the sky, their arrow-like speed like thunder, shattering the barrier between heaven and earth.
At the very moment the man in black left, less than a second later, a trail, blacker than ink, flowed through the space where he had stood. Like flowing water, the black lines, like a veil, moved through the air. This seemingly slow, black mist, darker than ink, was actually incredibly fast. Before either side could react, the black mist, like a nimble snake, swiftly coiled and slithered through the crowd.
"Quick, dodge!" Bei Chenshan was the first to react, sensing the danger of the black mist. His fingers moved rapidly in front of him, performing a series of complex and unpredictable movements.
"Seal!" A dazzling light erupted from his hands, blocking the black mist.
"Ah!" Screams followed. Anyone who encountered the black mist screamed and collapsed to the ground, writhing in agony before their bodies stiffened and they died, bleeding from all seven orifices—a gruesome death.
The scene instantly transformed into a living hell, littered with cold corpses, each face contorted in agony.
Ling Xiao's mouth gaped open, staring dumbfounded at this mysterious technique that could kill in the blink of an eye. It was truly a case of "the wind leaves no trace, but people are left with their lives.
" "My god, help!" Ling Xiao reacted swiftly, flipping onto the Jade Sable Beast's body and tightly embracing Catherine's lower abdomen. "Ah!" Catherine was focused on the black mist when it suddenly streaked through the air, attacking them—or rather, flying towards Ling Xiao. Ling Xiao's reaction was nothing like someone restrained by the Force-Controlling Finger; his movements were faster than expected.
Catherine was startled by Ling Xiao's sudden embrace around her waist, but she couldn't worry about that now. Seeing the black mist approaching, she frantically formed various hand seals in front of her, just like Bei Chenshan had done before.
When the black mist encountered Catherine's hand seals, it erupted with a surging wave of air, compressing the air and causing it to surge outwards like a tidal wave.
A gentle water-based magic emanated from the Jade Sable Beast, cleansing the poisonous gas in the air. Ling Xiao felt enveloped in its warmth and fragrance, his body pressed tightly against Catherine's back, his nose deeply inhaling the unique scent of her hair. An irresistible intoxication overwhelmed him.
"Die!" Catherine delivered a heavy elbow strike to Ling Xiao, knocking him to the ground.
"Dongfang Yu." The man in black leaped down from the air, landing steadily on the ground, his eyes fixed on the distance.
Bei Chenshan looked grimly at the corpses scattered on the ground. Only Gu Li and he were unharmed. The men in black had all perished in the black mist. So many people coveted the Bei Chen family's possessions; they really thought highly of the Bei Chen family.
"Ahem." A beautifully crafted sedan chair flew through the air, emanating layers of faint light, likely due to a magical array that allowed it to soar through the air.
"So many people, quite a spectacle." A weak voice came from inside the sedan chair. "
Old fool, I didn't expect you to get involved in this mess." The man in black spoke to the person inside the sedan chair, whether with sarcasm or something else, it was unclear. The
exquisite sedan chair was shrouded in white curtains, making it impossible to see the person inside. Ling Xiao and the others warily stared at the person inside the sedan chair, their eyes gleaming with predatory intent; things were becoming increasingly complicated.
"Why haven't they appeared yet, these useless idiots?" Catherine frowned, looking around as if searching for something.
"Ahem, I didn't want to either, but what can I do? The things from the Beichen family are so alluring." The person inside the sedan chair seemed quite familiar with the man in black.
"Are you really going to fight for it?" The man in black said emotionlessly.
"If that's your opinion, then you may leave." The curtains on the sedan chair swayed in the wind, but the person inside remained obscured. The person inside nodded, their sickly tone suggesting they were nearing the end of their life.
"Dongfang Yu, we'll meet again." As the man in black spoke, his figure slowly disappeared, giving Catherine a meaningful look before leaving.
"The rest of you little ones, if you have no objections, I'll take the things from the carriage." Just as Dongfang Yu was speaking, the sedan chair on the ground suddenly seemed to have legs, sliding rapidly towards the carriage where Beichen Shan and the others were.
"Don't even think about it!" Beichen Shan shouted, "Dragon-Trapping Heavenly Prison!" A golden wave of energy unfolded, forming a tangible barrier, like a giant net descending from the sky, capturing the sliding sedan chair.
"Bang, boom!" The sedan chair, riding the wind and waves, instantly crushed Beichen Shan's Dragon-Trapping Heavenly Prison to pieces, stirring up thousands of layers of dust.
Beichen Shan and Gu Li were immediately thrown several meters away, blood continuously spilling from the corners of their mouths. Sitting in the sedan chair, Dongfang Yu was fully aware of what was happening outside. He said calmly, "The Dragon-Trapping Prison is only the first level. If Beichenmu makes a move, I'll have no choice but to flee."
"Break!" A black aura shot from Dongfang Yu's body towards the carriage, instantly shattering it into pieces. Fantastic light scattered from within the carriage.
The crystalline, beautiful light bloomed in the sky like a rainbow, captivating the eye, as beautiful as the light of Cupid.
A delicate, four-cornered pavilion, gleaming with golden light, floated in the air. A faint, almost tangible light shimmered around the pavilion. Inside the small pavilion sat a bottle, a pale blue porcelain bottle no bigger than a palm.
"The Six Treasures Vase!" Dongfang Yu looked excitedly at the pavilion floating in the air, the sedan chair beneath him swaying wildly with excitement.
Ling Xiao finally got to see the Six Treasures Bottle. He'd heard from the foreigner that it was an extremely magical artifact, neither for killing nor saving, but a supreme magical treasure for sealing. Legend has it that in ancient times, life was chaotic, demonic beasts roamed freely, and various savage ancient beasts wreaked havoc, causing widespread suffering and chaos. A hermit named Liu Baoluo, seeing this, felt compassion and, to save all living beings from their suffering, took the Heart of Nan Hua, the Crystal of the Canghai Sea, the Water of Xuanming, and the Qi of Heavenly Evolution, using supreme magical power to forge this bottle. It was initially named the Demon-Suppressing Bottle. Once it appeared, it sealed all evil spirits, demonic beasts, and savage ancient beasts. People, grateful for Liu Baoluo's contribution, named the Demon-Suppressing Bottle the Six Treasures Bottle.
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Dongfang Yu gazed greedily at the Six Treasures Bottle, his eyes filled with intense desire. This ancient divine object was extraordinary. The sedan chair beneath him sped towards the Six Treasures Bottle.
Bei Chenshan collapsed helplessly to the ground, watching as Dongfang Yu was about to take the Six Treasures Bottle. Was his family's treasure really going to fall into someone else's hands like this? He was filled with resentment, feeling as if his wife had fallen into the hands of a thief, and he was powerless to stop it. How could he not be consumed by rage?
"Catherine, aren't you going to make a move? Although the Bei Chen family has ties with you, the Six Treasures Bottle was left to you by your grandfather. Can you really bear to let it fall into the hands of a thief?" Bei Chenshan roared angrily at Catherine, hoping she would intervene. Whether she succeeded or not, Catherine was the only one with fighting power, and their only hope.
"You must be clear about your grudges,"
Catherine, sitting on Xiaoyu, replied. She had no intention of handing over the Six Treasures Bottle; her purpose in coming here today was for it. Otherwise, why waste all her efforts?
"Dragon-Trapping Prison." It moved. Catherine leaped into the air like a rabbit, twirling gracefully like a lily, like a mandala, leaving a trail of shadows. Her hands crossed in front of her chest, their movements unpredictable and shrouded in mystery. As she made various strange hand seals, rings of mesmerizing light emanated from her hands.
The Dragon-Trapping Prison used by Catherine was clearly two levels higher than that of Beichen Mountain. Its power and imposing presence were palpable. Dongfang Yu, sitting in the sedan chair, remained expressionless, though a fleeting glint of something else in his eyes betrayed his true thoughts.
"Go." A thick, impenetrable black mist crashed into the Dragon-Trapping Prison. The black mist, like rolling dark clouds, was terrifying, dazzlingly black, and emitted mournful sounds, making one feel as if they had fallen into a dark hell.
The two forces clashed violently, surging and surging, each devouring the other's power. Dongfang Yu said, "Little girl, what's your relationship with Beichen Mu? I didn't expect you to have mastered the Dragon-Trapping Heavenly Prison
to the third level. That's truly remarkable." "Who I am to him is none of your concern. I advise you not to even think about coveting the Six Treasures Bottle." An invisible feminine authority emanated from Catherine, her beautiful face now bearing a resolute edge.
"Were you waiting for those bandits? You can give up now. I wiped them all out on the way here. Don't worry, I won't kill you. For that old man Beichen Mu's sake, I'll spare your lives." Dongfang Yu spoke with the benevolence of a savior, his tone implying that their lives were entirely in his hands, and they should be grateful.
"Hmph, hypocrite! Clearly afraid of his retaliation, yet you talk about saving face." Catherine glanced disdainfully at the sedan chair Dongfang Yu was riding in, speaking sarcastically. It was just a pity for those bandits; she had gone to great lengths to get them to obey her, and now Dongfang Yu had eliminated them without a trace.
Ling Xiao hid in a corner, his mouth twitching. It was like turning on the light in a latrine—utterly suicidal. The Dongfang Yu in the sedan chair definitely had ample assets; otherwise, would that arrogant, almost overconfident man in black have left so readily? Truly all looks and no brains. He should seize the opportunity to escape; what use would the Six Treasures Bottle be if he were dead?
"Ahem, if you really want to die, don't blame me for being ruthless." Dongfang Yu's tone changed, becoming incredibly cold, an invisible killing intent permeating the air.
"Enough nonsense. Take this!" Catherine instantly launched a new attack, golden light scattering everywhere, a fierce attack like autumn leaves being swept away.
Dongfang Yu was no pushover; his ruthless moves completely neutralized Catherine's attacks, subtly aiming to kill her. Black mist swept over Catherine like a storm, forcing her to scramble for cover.
"Damn it." Forced into a defensive posture, Catherine finally snapped. A flash of light appeared, and in her hand lay a scroll. The scroll, seemingly made of cloth but not quite, was black, engraved with various strange patterns. Following the lines of those patterns, one could see a faint magical light swirling around it.
"A magic scroll!" Ling Xiao stared in astonishment at the scroll in Catherine's hand, as if he were seeing a beautiful woman standing naked before him, even more excited than that. A magic scroll was more precious than a stunning beauty—that might be an exaggeration, but it was absolutely invaluable among magical items. The creation of magic scrolls was extremely difficult and complex. People stored and sealed the magic they were about to unleash within them, allowing for immediate use when needed, giving many a surprising advantage in battle. In fact, the method of creating magic scrolls had almost been lost, leaving only fragments. Nowadays, no one on the Divine Wind Continent knew how to make them.
Even the usually confident Dongfang Yu was taken aback, not expecting Catherine to possess a magic scroll. Such scrolls were often collected by artisans on the Divine Wind Continent or used by magic guilds to study their principles. He had only seen them a few times and harbored deep apprehension towards them.
Magic scrolls were graded, their level determined by the power sealed within. Powerful scrolls unleashed effects comparable to forbidden spells, capable of destroying the world. However, their creation was extremely difficult, and no such scrolls had yet been discovered on the Divine Wind Continent; most were around level four.
Beichen Shan's eyes flashed with malice and rage as he looked at the scroll in Catherine's hand, wishing he could devour her alive. "I am the heir of the Beichen family! Why did my grandfather give it to an outsider? Why?"
"Go." Catherine channeled a surge of power into the magic scroll, causing it to blaze with brilliance. She lit its fuse, and the array within rapidly activated, like a grenade unleashing its power once the fuse burned out. The scroll
's power surged towards Dongfang Yu, who felt his body tremble—a sign of danger. The array within the scroll was clearly extraordinary.
"Rolling Waves!" With a whoosh, endless black gas erupted from the sedan chair, like solid water, completely enveloping it. Even sunlight couldn't penetrate it; it felt like another world. In the
blink of an eye, the magic scroll's array activated, and dazzling magic descended from the sky, enveloping Dongfang Yu's sedan chair.
The black mist and the magic released from the magic scrolls instantly erupted into a towering shockwave, soaring into the sky and kicking up countless plumes of dust, billowing like a vast ocean.
After the dust settled, Dongfang Yu's sedan chair was in disarray, on the verge of falling apart. The curtains on the chair had become tattered strips, and a thin man could be vaguely seen inside.
Ling Xiao, realizing the danger, quickly hid far away to avoid being caught in the crossfire. He glanced at Catherine and saw that her hair was disheveled from the shockwave, her face was pale, and a wisp of black mist lingered around her chest, clearly indicating she had suffered a severe injury.
"Hmph, overestimating yourself. Do you think you can kill me like this?" Dongfang Yu said with a laugh instead of anger, "Since you're courting death, then I'll send you on your way."
A black sphere flew out of the sedan chair, striking Catherine with lightning speed. Catherine watched helplessly as the black beam of light grew larger in her eyes, her vision blurring. The strange black mist in her chest was constantly devouring her life force.
Death was drawing ever closer. Was she about to die? She was filled with resentment, but powerless, only filled with endless regret and sorrow. She was still young; she hadn't yet enjoyed her future. She truly hoped it was all a dream, and that when she woke up, she might have escaped death.
A black shadow appeared before Catherine like lightning, breaking through the barriers of space and time.
Chapter 73
The stream babbled, clear and sweet, splashing playfully like pearls in its gentle rushing. The undulating water was like a fine musical instrument, playing melodious tunes like the clinking of jade rings.
Scattered pebbles lay quietly on the bank, slowly weathered by the relentless passage of time. Ling Xiao held a breathtakingly beautiful woman tightly in his arms.
Her golden hair flowed smoothly over his chest, radiating a serene beauty in her sleep, coupled with a subtle air of aloofness. It was hard to imagine what kind of woman she was.
Just one glance at the woman in his arms would make your heart pound, your mind skip a beat, and you would feel that possessing her meant possessing the world. What
an extraordinary woman! How could she give a man's heart such a powerful impact? Fortunately, Ling Xiao's heart was fine; otherwise, carrying a beautiful woman in his arms all the way would have been the death of him. Looking down at Catherine's furrowed brows and pained expression, he felt quite sorry for her. Regardless of how Catherine had teased him before, she wasn't a bad person at heart, after all, he was the one who teased her first.
Beside the stream, Ling Xiao found a flat spot and laid Catherine down. Catherine seemed to sense her impending death, clinging tightly to Ling Xiao. In her unconscious state, she murmured, "No...no...don't...I'm...scared, don't...leave...me."
At that moment, Catherine, like a child, seemed to be begging for her father's care. This rare sight overwhelmed Ling Xiao. Such a stunning beauty, yet she possessed such a childlike side. He tenderly stroked Catherine's forehead and patted her head, offering her comfort. He said earnestly and gently, "Don't worry, baby, I won't leave you. Unless you leave me first, no one can make me leave you."
His tone was tender and affectionate, and his magnetic voice possessed a unique charm. Even at this moment, Ling Xiao didn't miss the chance to take advantage of Catherine. If it were any other reason, it was merely to satisfy his vanity in front of such a beautiful woman. Who wouldn't want a stunningly beautiful woman with a noble and charming face as their private possession?
"Be a good girl and lie here. I'll treat you, or I won't want you anymore," Ling Xiao said, his tone shifting from a combination of gentle persuasion
to a firmer approach. Seemingly aware of Ling Xiao's anger and fearing he would abandon her, the unconscious Catherine reluctantly released his grip, nestling her head against Ling Xiao's chest, acting coquettishly. With her life hanging by a thread, her heart was at its most vulnerable, like a city without castles.
Next, Ling Xiao gathered some soft, dry grass and leaves, spreading them evenly on a flat surface. Then, he took off his outer robe and carefully laid it on top of the grass, creating a natural bed. Ling Xiao finished this in less than a minute. When he was young, he was destitute and had nowhere to sleep. He would simply find a spot, spread some dry grass, and sleep comfortably. This explained why he could do these things so quickly.
He held Catherine up, hoping she would be more comfortable. He didn't know what Dongfang Yu had done to her, but without immediate treatment, it could be fatal. Finding a priest was too late, and Ling Xiao didn't know any priests in Fenglan City. He could only go to the church, but unfortunately, he didn't even know which way the door faced.
Human life was at stake; there was no time to waste, especially the life of a beautiful woman. Moreover, he was an alchemist with some medical expertise. Regarding the black aura, Ling Xiao was certain it wasn't dark magic, but rather a poisonous mist—a black poisonous mist at that. He guessed that Dongfang Yu might have some ability to manipulate poisonous gas.
He couldn't understand who had saved Catherine. At that critical moment, when Catherine was about to perish, a dark figure seemed to transcend the barriers of space and time, as if tearing through space itself to stand in front of Catherine, taking the fatal blow for her.
Ling Xiao didn't flee. Seeing Catherine rescued, he used his 360-mile-per-second speed to catch her off guard and escape. He dared not linger, leaving the dark figure to fight Dongfang Yu. He didn't care about the life or death of the other man; rescuing the beauty was his priority.
Seeing that Catherine's situation wasn't good, he didn't dare waste time. With a thought, a flash of light appeared on his wrist, and a spatial ring appeared on his hand. He took out a white porcelain bottle, and upon opening the cap, a fragrant medicinal aroma wafted out. He quickly poured out a pill the size of a rat dropping.
Catherine's cherry lips were beautiful and alluring, like ripe strawberries, exuding an irresistible fresh color, making one want to taste them. Her red lips had a pleasing luster, possessing a captivating allure.
Ling Xiao reached out and pinched Catherine's small mouth into an "O" shape, hurriedly placing the pill into her mouth. The pill he took out was called the Fragrant Jade Dew Pill, which could detoxify and remove poisons. Although it couldn't cure all poisons, it could still have a certain effect. Ling Xiao mainly wanted to use this medicine to temporarily suppress the dangerous factors in Catherine's body, alleviate her pain, and then provide assistance. Just
as the pill reached Catherine's mouth, she unconsciously spat it out. The pill, because it was coated with the fragrant liquid from Catherine's mouth, was stuck to her lips. Seeing this, Ling Xiao quickly picked up the wet pill and pinched her mouth into an "O" shape again. To prevent Catherine from spitting it out again, he used two fingers to hold the pill deep inside Catherine's mouth.
Smooth, soft, and with a texture completely different from the feel of skin, Ling Xiao's fingers naturally touched Catherine's little tongue, causing a sudden flutter in his heart and a surge of impulse.
Just as Ling Xiao put down the pill and withdrew his two fingers, unexpectedly, the unconscious Catherine unconsciously kissed and entwined her fingers with her soft, wet, warm little tongue, like a nimble snake.
Catherine's small tongue was very hot, burning Ling Xiao's heart and momentarily losing his senses. Only certain actions of women could bring a man to this state, truly comparable to the Samadhi Fire.
His fingers became wet under the stirring of her little tongue, and Ling Xiao, in a daze, actively used his fingers to entice her tongue, stirring and entwining it in Catherine's mouth, occasionally thrusting in and out. This involuntarily reminded him of the enchanting scene of Eliza playing the flute for her that night.
"Kid, if you don't save her, she'll really be going to meet the God of the Underworld!" A thunderous roar flashed past his ears, startling Ling Xiao, who was caught in the act of guilt. His excitement was suddenly doused with a bucket of cold water
, leaving him quite shaken. "Didn't we say we'd let you know when we came out?" Ling Xiao demanded, "Were you watching the whole time?" The voice echoing in his mind was that of the foreigner. How shameful! To be seen by such an old thing was truly horrifying. Imagine yourself doing *that* while an old monster of unknown age was watching—how would you feel?
"I'm too lazy to look at your stuff. I'd rather count sheep than waste my time," the foreigner dismissed, explaining, "This little girl is quite good; her future is immeasurable. Most importantly, she possesses a rare Cursed Spirit Body." Damn that
foreigner! He'd already looked, yet he still tried to deny it. Ling Xiao was utterly disgusted. He even spoke with such righteous indignation! He couldn't understand how that foreigner could do such a thing. Too lazy to argue with this old geezer, he was only curious about the Cursed Spirit Body the foreigner mentioned, so he asked, "Cursed Spirit Body? How..." "Never heard of it."
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"You brat, if you've heard of it, you weren't born." The foreigner raised an eyebrow and commented, "This is a long story, I'll tell you later when I have the chance. If you don't save her now, it'll be too late. Hmm, the conditions are really good. It would be a real pity if she died. It seems the Divine Wind Continent doesn't need another one like her."
The foreigner's sarcastic words made Ling Xiao so angry that he almost vomited. "It would be a real pity if she died. It seems the Divine Wind Continent doesn't need another one like her." "Doesn't he want to save Catherine? People are bound to make mistakes. Facing such a beautiful woman, if he didn't have any thoughts, he wouldn't be human. How could he use such words to mock him?"
The black aura emitted by Dongfang Yu was lingering on Catherine's chest, refusing to leave, like a shadow in the darkness. If Catherine wasn't a cursed spirit, she would have died like an ordinary person long ago. How could she have survived until now?
Catherine's attire remained as provocative as ever, or rather, not entirely provocative. Her curvaceous figure meant that whatever she wore looked incredibly alluring and seductive. Her voluptuous body, high breasts, and elegant yet untamed face were all so captivating, stirring the heart and making one restless.
The phrase "rippling spring waters" perfectly described the charm she exuded at all times. Currently, Catherine wore a professional, supple warrior outfit, the high breasts accentuated by a unique bra.
Placing his hand on Catherine's soft, jade-like, plump hand, a delicate, subtle energy, like a serpent, traveled through his hand to Catherine's. Once that energy entered Catherine's body, it was like a dragon returning to the sea, roaming freely, circulating gradually through her meridians. When the energy reached the location of the black energy, it could not advance any further, being rejected.
Staring intently at Catherine, Ling Xiao asked the foreigner, "How can we save her? The black aura on her chest is gathering and won't dissipate."
"Gathering and not dissipating means you need to let it out. The black aura is attached to her body, like a venomous snake biting someone; the venom is injected through the teeth. If not treated promptly, it will quickly reach the heart, causing death." The foreigner, fully aware of Catherine's condition, pinpointed the crux of the problem.
"I still don't understand. What does this have to do with a venomous snake? Get to the point: how can we save her?" Hearing Catherine's increasingly erratic breathing, knowing she was nearing her limit, Ling Xiao asked anxiously.
"Now you're panicking? It's just a woman, right? Besides, she was yelling at you to kill you. It's better not to save her, don't you think?" The foreigner joked, but still explained, "Where's the black gas? Just cut a wound where the black gas is, and suck out the poison gas."
"That simple?" Ling Xiao asked skeptically after hearing the foreigner's method.
"Simple my foot! That poison gas is no ordinary thing. If you recklessly inhale it, you might lose your life." If the foreigner came out, he would definitely beat Ling Xiao on the head.
"No, saving her is the priority." Staring blankly at Catherine, Ling Xiao prepared to risk it. Any further delay, and it might be too late.
"Oh, you're quite the ladies' man. You've probably got your eye on that girl, haven't you?" The shrewd old man pointed out. "You brat, you even schemed against me? Do you really think I'm senile? I'm not heartless. Hmm, I have a Wind Wheel Divine Pearl here. Just put it in your mouth, and it'll keep you safe."
"Really?" Ling Xiao was overjoyed. The reason he showed such fearlessness in rescuing Catherine was entirely to provoke the old man. He didn't believe the old man was helpless. If the old man really couldn't, Ling Xiao would also rescue Catherine without hesitation.
A flash of light appeared, a gentle glow like a flickering flame, radiating a peaceful aura. A beige pearl floated before Ling Xiao's eyes, only the size of a fingernail, smooth and warm, better than crystal, though not as clear and transparent. Inside, it was a chaotic blur.
"This is the Wind Wheel Divine Pearl?" Ling Xiao's eyes were drawn to this small divine pearl.
"Not bad, this is the Wind Wheel Divine Pearl." The foreigner said smugly, "Not bad, right? There are probably no more than ten people on the Divine Wind Continent who have seen the Wind Wheel Divine Pearl. Aren't you honored?"
"Tsk tsk, it's nothing special. It's just a broken pearl, nothing special. You can't drink it, you can't eat it, and you're treating it like a treasure." Ling Xiao said, already holding the Wind Wheel Divine Pearl in his hand and hurriedly putting it in his mouth. As soon as the Wind Wheel Divine Pearl entered his mouth, Ling Xiao felt that his mouth was completely normal, as if he had nothing in it. He couldn't help but stir it in his mouth with his tongue, but he still couldn't feel it. The Wind Wheel Divine Pearl seemed to have turned into air in his mouth.
"Vulgar, so vulgar...
" the foreigner said angrily.
Time waits for no one. Catherine's condition could not hold up any longer. That black aura just happened to be above her, wasn't this inducing a crime? If he wanted to save Catherine, he had to touch her breasts. To touch her firm peaks, he would have to take off Catherine's clothes again.
It was a bittersweet situation, leaving Ling Xiao unsure of what to do. He hesitated slightly, not out of a sudden pang of conscience, but because he feared his mind would wander when he saw those tempting, white breasts. "
Don't blame me, I did this to save you," Ling Xiao thought to himself, his hands boldly and decisively unbuttoning Catherine's clothes. There wasn't a hint of embarrassment on his face. Whether intentionally or accidentally, his hands kept involuntarily touching her full, soft breasts as he undid them.
As the top was removed, a light green gauze-like bodice was revealed, large expanses of smooth skin exposed around her chest, dazzlingly bright.
The green gauze bodice was stretched breathtakingly by her breasts, incredibly majestic, the two peaks pressed together.
Ling Xiao's throat tightened, a gurgling sound escaping his lips. Good heavens! It was indeed the real deal. Next, he dealt with the final barrier. After some effort, he finally succeeded in removing Catherine's bodice. With a "thud," two large, white breasts leaped into Ling Xiao's world like rabbits, instantly striking his heart. At that moment, it felt as if something new had entered the world.
The pure white was dazzling, so healthy and beautiful, even freshly baked steamed buns couldn't compare. The only regret was the dark aura emanating from her beautiful breasts, making them extremely jarring.
Even so, it didn't detract from Catherine's beauty. A beauty is always a beauty; no filth could obscure her virtues. Looking at this scene, Ling Xiao felt a surge of heat. So beautiful! The graceful curves were flawless, especially those bright red nipples, so alluring they made one's heart tremble.
Chapter 75
Under the bright, dazzling sunlight, a vast expanse of plump, white flesh rippled with a sudden movement, swaying gently like water.
He swallowed hard, the fragrant aroma of meat constantly tantalizing his senses. Ling Xiao imagined how delicious it would be, but these were extraordinary times, and he couldn't afford to think too much. With a thought, he took out a small knife from his spatial bracelet, bought at the blacksmith's shop in Tianyuan Town. He gently chanted a fire incantation
, and a tiny fluctuation of fire element appeared in the space. With a hiss, a string of flickering flames appeared in Ling Xiao's palm. He placed the knife in his hand, using the flames to heat the blade, preventing infection if it cut Catherine's skin.
With Ling Xiao's proficiency in controlling fire magic, the dagger in his hand was instantly tempered at high temperature. The black poison gas on the beautiful breasts still stubbornly lingered on the two peaks, the stark contrast of black and white making one feel somewhat sorry for them.
"If I don't go to hell, who will?" Ling Xiao said fearlessly, and after much deliberation, he resolutely stretched out his trembling hand to grasp one of the peaks.
Closer, closer, almost touching it. Ling Xiao's heart was pounding with excitement because he was about to touch Catherine's two sacred and inviolable breasts.
"Hoo..." Soft, warm, and incredibly elastic, many times more elastic than beef tendon, Ling Xiao felt his hands were smooth and comfortable, a comfortable sensation flowing from his hands to his heart, making him restless and his blood boiling.
Because they were so full, his five fingers sank into the peaks, and one hand couldn't grasp them all. He used a little force, causing the protruding mounds to point upwards, proudly displaying their crimson tips.
Finding the right spot, Ling Xiao made a cut on the soft surface with his knife. Blood gushed from the wound, making Catherine's chest appear unusually alluring, with an indescribable sense of cruelty.
To allow the poison to flow smoothly out of Catherine's body, Ling Xiao quickly bent down, lay on Catherine's chest, and pressed his lips to her white, firm breasts. No one would be foolish enough to pass up such a good opportunity; even a peony would be terrified to death, let alone someone who wouldn't die and would get a huge advantage for free.
A fragrant aroma, tinged with a faint salty taste, filled Ling Xiao's mouth. His head was buried in the high mound, feeling as if he were taking a bubble bath. Each breath felt refreshing and comfortable. His teeth gently nibbled at his chest, his mouth constantly filled with the boundless aroma of malt. His tongue sucked with all its might from the open wound, as if afraid it wasn't strong enough. As he sucked, he made unpleasant smacking sounds, like a newborn baby nursing.
Wisps of black energy, under Ling Xiao's dutiful sucking, flowed into his mouth through the wound. When these black wisps met the ethereal Wind Wheel Divine Pearl in his mouth, they quickly liquefied.
"Pah!" He hurriedly spat out the blood mixed with poison gas from his mouth. The black blood sizzled as it landed on the pebbles, and a wisp of white smoke rose. The pebbles by the stream, stained with Ling Xiao's blood, were almost corroded into tofu dregs.
Good heavens, this is incredible! If it weren't for the Wind Wheel Divine Pearl, his mouth would have been riddled with holes long ago. Seeing the effect of the black gas, Ling Xiao was slightly alarmed and subconsciously touched his face.
After Ling Xiao's treatment, the snow-white peak was no longer shrouded in black mist; only a conspicuous small wound remained. Looking at that spot of crimson, Ling Xiao really wanted to go up and destroy it to vent his itch.
Regaining his composure, Ling Xiao hurriedly began operating on Catherine's other bulging breast, just as before. Of course, during this time, Ling Xiao's hands were anything but tame, openly taking advantage of her to the fullest extent, claiming that a sensual treatment could alleviate her pain.
After a tense and sensual treatment, it was finally over, and Catherine was finally freed from Ling Xiao's clutches. Unfortunately, Ling Xiao had thoroughly explored those two full breasts, leaving them completely raw, with faint traces of his claws and saliva still visible.
"Phew." Catherine was finally out of danger and would likely wake up soon. Ling Xiao stared intently at the beautiful woman before him, wishing he could take her right then and there, but this thought remained just that—a thought. After
dressing Catherine properly, Ling Xiao reluctantly withdrew his gaze. Even the most beautiful scenery can't be admired all the time. Heh heh, he'd save it for later, to enjoy slowly, though he wondered if he'd ever have the chance.
"Hmm." Ling Xiao, resting his head on his hand, was admiring Catherine's face when she let out a soft, muffled groan, her beautiful brows furrowing slightly. A murmur escaped her lips, startling Ling Xiao.
He hurriedly packed his things, preparing to flee. If this tigress, Catherine, discovered his lecherous hands had groped her private parts, he'd be doomed.
Just as he was about to escape, he abruptly stopped, turning back with a sly glint in his eyes and a wicked smile playing on his lips—a smile that was anything but pleasant. He suddenly lowered his head and planted a fierce kiss on Catherine's full lips, his hands simultaneously scratching her breasts.
Having accomplished this in one swift motion, Ling Xiao fled. Why not take the chance? Who knew when he'd get to enjoy her tenderness again?
Just as Ling Xiao left, Catherine slowly awoke. Through her blurry vision, she could vaguely make out a person hastily leaving, but the harder she tried to see clearly, the blurrier her vision became.
Helplessly, she closed her eyes again, listening to the gentle murmur of the stream. Catherine tried to quickly regain her strength, but that image of his retreating figure kept replaying in her mind.
After a few moments, Catherine opened her beautiful eyes and sat up. A slight burning pain shot through her chest, and her heart pounded with panic: "That damned bastard!" she muttered under her breath. She realized that someone she didn't recognize had touched her, and a blush crept onto her face, filled with shame and indignation.
She stood up, lightly stamped her feet, and straightened her clothes. She remembered that when she was about to die, a figure suddenly appeared before her, and the next moment Catherine fainted. She remembered nothing else. Could the two people be the same person? Was it Ling Xiao?
Thinking of this, Catherine shook her head again, denying it. Ling Xiao was clearly restrained by Beichen Mountain's Power Finger technique, so how could he possibly rescue her? However, the departing figure seemed somewhat like Ling Xiao.
When Ling Xiao returned to the villa in Zhushui Bay, it was already late. He still recalled Catherine's beauty, the lingering fragrance on his hands, the soft, comfortable feeling still vivid in his mind.
"Young Master, Young Master..."
"Darcy the Bull, his voice dull and lifeless, called out to Ling Xiao, who was grinning foolishly, waving his fan-like hand in front of Ling Xiao's eyes.
"Young Master, have you gone mad?" Buna the Pigman asked curiously.
"What a huge fly!" Ling Xiao said, fiddling with Darcy's bull hand.
"Oh no, oh no, Young Master has really gone mad!" Buna shouted.
"What are you yelling about while we're slaughtering a pig?" Ling Xiao said awkwardly, trying to cover up his daze.
"No, it's just that Miss Qing'er hasn't seen you and is restless." Darcy the Bullman said憨憨地.
"Darcy, don't say that, I didn't!" Duanmu Qing, who happened to be passing by, heard Darcy's words, blushed, and hurriedly stopped him and explained. Duanmu Qing actually knew that Ling Xiao had returned and had deliberately come to see him.
"How could you not? I clearly saw Miss Qing'er sitting there in a daze, and she kept asking us if Young Master had returned." "This time it was a pig-man who spoke. I wonder if Buna has a pig's brain, always bringing up the most sensitive topics.
" "You...you stupid pig...who told you to say that?" Duanmu Qing stomped her feet angrily, leaving behind a beautiful figure as she hurriedly covered her face and went into the house. Even she, who was usually gentle, was furious with these two beastmen.
Ling Xiao was both amused and exasperated, unsure whether the two beastmen were pretending to be stupid or genuinely didn't understand. He said coldly, "You two, get out of here. If you upset Qing'er, I'll deal with you later."
"What's wrong? Are you angry?" Ling Xiao strolled into the house and saw Duanmu Qing sitting on a recliner, looking aggrieved.
"I'm not." Duanmu Qing raised her head and pouted her pink lips.
Ling Xiao walked over and sat down next to Duanmu Qing, gently stroking the woman's beautiful nose with a finger, a very intimate gesture. He smiled and said, "So you're angry with me."
"Hmph, it's all your fault, it's all your fault! You made me lose face in front of them." “Duanmu Qing gently pounded Ling Xiao with her small hands.
“Ouch, that hurts.” Ling Xiao pretended to be seriously injured and in great pain, clutching his chest with both hands. His performance was so convincing that it was hard to tell if he was being serious or not.
Seeing Ling Xiao’s pained expression, Duanmu Qing thought she had hit him too hard and quickly reached out to rub his chest, saying apologetically, “I didn’t mean to, are you still in pain?”
“Hmm, much better, but it still hurts a little.” Ling Xiao pretended to be in great pain, enjoying Duanmu Qing’s caresses. His eyes were wandering, staring at Duanmu Qing’s breasts, his ample buttocks swallowing hard. Suddenly, one of his hands pressed down on the small hand that was caressing his chest, saying, “It still hurts a little.” Under Ling Xiao’s guidance, Catherine’s hand slowly slid down towards his lower body, almost reaching his pubic area.
“You liar, you pervert!” Duanmu Qing slapped Ling Xiao’s hand away and sat down angrily.
“Alright, it’s all my fault.” Ling Xiao shifted his body, pulling Duanmu Qing into his arms.
After a slight struggle, Duanmu Qing lay calmly in Ling Xiao's embrace and earnestly asked, "Do you like me?"
Ling Xiao was taken aback, clearly not expecting the usually shy Duanmu Qing to ask such a direct question. Confused, he answered straightforwardly, "Yes, of course I like you."
At Ling Xiao's answer, the shy Duanmu Qing's face lit up with joy. She nestled quietly in his arms, listening to his heartbeat, and murmured, "What if I leave you one day?"
"I will miss you terribly. You've become a part of my life. I won't let go of such a beautiful woman like you," Ling Xiao said sincerely. In the time they had spent together, Duanmu Qing had gradually become a part of his life. "
Even if it meant going against the whole world, you wouldn't hesitate?" Suddenly, Duanmu Qing raised her head, her beautiful eyes meeting Ling Xiao's with unwavering determination, her gaze filled with anticipation.
Duanmu Qing's behavior today was rather strange, and Ling Xiao didn't know what was wrong with her. He didn't dwell on Duanmu Qing's question and simply replied, "Of course, if someone dares to take you away, what does it matter if I'm an enemy of the Divine Wind Continent..."
Before Ling Xiao could even unleash his silver tongue, Duanmu Qing suddenly raised her head and kissed Ling Xiao's lips with her bright red lips, leaving him petrified. Duanmu Qing seemed unusually proactive today, her words and actions different from usual, leaving him filled with doubt.

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