[Fantasy] Toothless Zombie (Complete) - 29

Chapter Three: Submission

Lanling moved with lightning speed in front of Old Li, his blood-drinking and blood-absorbing actions showing no hesitation. Although using zombie blood to create corpse slaves was harmful to him, Lanling, possessing the Divine Tomb Cauldron, didn't care about such losses. He could simply refine more blood pills.

More importantly, he wanted to increase the number of corpse slaves. For his own sake, he was willing to turn the world into a zombie world!

Lanling turned to look at Tu Kuang. Tu Kuang, as expected of a powerful figure, although afraid, didn't show much fear. Instead, he looked at Lanling with an expression of certainty, accepting his fate.

Lanling felt a certain respect for such a person. Of course, the reason for this respect was that Tu Kuang was not his opponent, but merely a lamb to be slaughtered at any time. Only in this way could he feel respect…

Lanling pondered for a moment and said, “I can kill you at any time!”

“I know, but I don’t know what grudge we have. What gang hired you as an assassin?”

Tu Kuang sighed.

Lanling chuckled and said, "Humans are truly laughable. Hatred is merely an excuse for one person to kill another. If one possessed the power to control everything, killing would require no excuse, and naturally, there would be no enmity."

Then, before Tu Kuang could speak, Lanling waved his hand and said, "You haven't lost; you've only witnessed my strength. Since you know I can kill you at any time, let me tell you, everything you have is yours to manage, but you must absolutely obey me!"

For Lanling, the most direct method was to turn Tu Kuang into a zombie slave. However, Tu Kuang was just an ordinary person. If he became a zombie slave, he wouldn't be able to conceal his zombie energy and would be easily discovered, rendering him worthless to Lanling.

Tu Kuang didn't want to die either, but having dominated the underworld for a lifetime, he now felt utterly despondent, so he didn't answer Lanling.

Lanling smiled coldly and said, "Your daughter isn't dead either."

Tu Kuang's eyes lit up immediately. He wasn't exactly a good person, but he was definitely a good father. If he knew that his beloved daughter had once disregarded his life and death, that her feelings for him were less than one percent of his feelings for her, he wondered how heartbroken Tu Kuang would be.

Of course, whatever happened was none of Lanling's business. He only knew that everyone has weaknesses, and he had accurately found Tu Kuang's weakness, which was enough.

In Lanling's heart, what was right or wrong?

If the Lanling of the past could occasionally be swayed by human emotions, the Lanling of now would never be. After experiencing such a miserable period, Lanling only wanted to live, to continue living under the watchful eyes of the treacherous Jiang Chen...

"Tu Yao...where is she? I want to see my daughter..."

Tu Kuang said in a trembling voice.

As the sensed energy drew ever closer, Lanling grew increasingly impatient. He coldly scrutinized Tu Kuang and said, "Do you have the right to negotiate with me? If you believe me, obey my orders, and you'll see your daughter soon. If you don't, accept death and see nothing!"

"I'll give you three seconds!"

Lanling continued coldly.

"I agree!"

Tu Kuang understood the gambler's nature; his life was a gamble he had won by risking his life time and time again.

There was one gamble he would always take: one with "chance." With chance came hope, a fifty percent chance of winning. Therefore, Tu Kuang agreed without even taking three seconds.

Lanling nodded in satisfaction, glanced at Old Li, and, to Tu Kuang's astonishment, picked him up and swiftly left the villa. A moment later, when Lanling returned, Old Li was out of consciousness and conscious.

"Saving him is my way of showing my sincerity,"

Lanling said, patting Old Li on the shoulder.

Then, Lanling added, "I'll leave first. Someone will come later. How you handle it is up to you. I'll find you later."

With that, Lanling waved his hand, his body enveloped in zombie aura, and vanished eerily before Tu Kuang's eyes. Beatrice then left the villa with Juliet.

Tu Kuang looked at the corpses scattered on the ground, sighed, and said to Old Li, "Old Li, are you alright?"

Old Li shook his head and said, "I'm fine."

Tu Kuang hesitated for a moment, then said, "That's good. Tomorrow, spread the word that a gang from out of town was trying to expand their territory and attacked us, but we wiped them all out."

Old Li nodded. Tu Kuang didn't notice the fleeting red glint in Old Li's eyes…

Lanling left so confidently because he had planted Old Li as a ticking time bomb. This True Martial Master, Lanling's new zombie slave, could, even against a master of Su Jianghe's level, temporarily conceal his zombie aura using True Martial Power. Meanwhile, if Tu Kuang made any unusual move, his most trusted Old Li would mercilessly take his life.

This was a bloody night, a night that filled all the residents of Qinglong City with fear, and a night that caused immense headaches for cultivators and martial artists.

Tu Kuang's villa was located in the suburbs; although blood stained the ground, few knew of it. However, in the urban area of Qinglong City, the chaos caused by Fatty Long was far more severe.

Following Lanling's orders, while destroying the Wolf Gang's strongholds, Fatty Long rapidly created one low-level zombie slave after another, passing on the same commands to his zombie slaves

. When the two strongholds were destroyed, there were nearly a hundred low-level zombies, spreading like a plague. In general, Lanling did not issue any truly heinous orders; his orders targeted only underworld figures. Although the zombie slaves who obeyed the orders had become zombies, they retained some intelligence. They attacked familiar underworld figures, not ordinary residents, but the ordinary citizens were still genuinely terrified.

The aura of numerous low-level zombies quickly attracted the attention of cultivators and martial artists. They were startled to see these vampire-like monsters suddenly appearing in Qinglong City. To protect ordinary citizens, the cultivators, led by Su Jianghe, fought valiantly to kill the low-level zombies. Meanwhile, Fat Dragon had already fled to Tiantian.

It's unknown what price the cultivators paid in killing all the zombies, but at dawn, the perpetrators of the chaotic night were leisurely watching the news on television in their presidential suite. In

this era of advanced information, news of the chaotic night in Qinglong City spread instantly throughout the entire Tianlong Kingdom. On the far-reaching internet, the residents of Qinglong City described the chaotic night as extremely terrifying, causing widespread panic throughout Tianlong Kingdom. Various exaggerated rumors spread across every corner of the internet.

However, Tianlong Kingdom was extremely efficient, quickly deleting the rumors through official pressure. Official reports stated that it was a deliberate disturbance by a group of terrorists, and that anyone spreading rumors would be punished by law. They even began to focus on the terrorists themselves, gradually shifting attention to well-known terrorist groups. In just half a day, the entire Tianlong Kingdom was abuzz with excitement, and anti-terrorism sentiment was exceptionally high.

"Master, there are many military and police stationed outside,"

Fatty Dragon said, looking out through the French windows.

"So what if there are many? What does it have to do with us?"

Lanling said with a smile, opening his mouth to eat a grape that Beatrice had given him, completely unconcerned.

At this moment, Lanling was extremely comfortable. Fox was gently massaging his shoulders beside him, each massage feeling incredibly soothing, while Tu Yao carefully massaged his legs, checking his complexion from time to time.

This is the difference. The Heavenly Demon Fox considers herself Lanling's beloved pet, while Tu Yao, having awakened as a corpse slave, has an instinctive fear of her master. Furthermore, the deep-seated fear from before becoming a corpse slave makes her even more cautious when serving Lanling.

Overall, Lanling is quite satisfied with everything last night. Turning to glance at the obsequious Fatty Dragon standing beside him, Lanling suddenly realizes that this fellow isn't entirely useless; now it seems he's actually quite a good helper.

Mei Niang sits at the bar not far away, drinking strong liquor, a faint blush already covering her beautiful face, making her charm reach its peak.

In the past, Mei Niang would never have missed such a moment; even a flirtatious glance, a little bit of seductive magic, watching the man's dazed expression would have been a good pastime for her. Unfortunately, she doesn't have that mood now. The Heavenly Demon is actually Qiao'er, whom she's been separated from for a long time. Moreover, Qiao'er has not only become a Heavenly Demon but has also lost all feelings for her.

Logically, given the close relationship between Mei Niang and Qiao'er, and Qiao'er's rise to become a Celestial Demon, she should be proud. But if only it were that simple.

The Celestial Demon becoming the new ruler of the demon realm—this is a legend, yes, just a legend!

Celestial Demons haven't appeared for thousands of years. Can Qiao'er really compete with an opponent like the mysterious leader

of the Demon Alliance for the position of ruler based solely on a legend? As a member of the Demon Alliance closest to the leader, Mei Niang understands the leader's methods and is deeply apprehensive about her power. She knows that the current leader's position was obtained after she killed the previous leader, who was supposedly a Celestial Demon…

Mei Niang watched the fox spirit's attentiveness to Lan Ling and their intimate interactions; the occasional giggles now sounded somewhat grating.

The more she drank, the stronger the intoxication became, blurring her vision. Her usually calm heart was now rippled with anxiety.

"Qiao'er,"

Mei Niang finally called out, putting down her crystal wine cup.

The fox spirit's alluring smile froze slightly before returning to normal. She turned to look at Mei Niang with a charming smile and said, "Don't call me by such an old-fashioned name anymore."

Mei Niang's heart trembled slightly, a surge of sadness instantly igniting within her, turning the alcohol into a raging fire! The

longing Mei Niang had felt for Qiao'er's disappearance, coupled with Qiao'er's cold attitude upon seeing her now, created a stark contrast. No matter how deep and shrewd Mei Niang was usually, under the influence of alcohol and blinded by familial affection, her resentment and grievances coalesced, making her somewhat hysterical.

"Qiao'er, you... how could you do this to me!"

Mei Niang abruptly stood up, her flushed face unable to conceal her sudden pallor, her lips trembling slightly, her eyes blazing with anger.

"Master... I... what did I do to her? Why did she suddenly act like this? She scared me to death..."

the fox spirit stammered, patting her chest in panic. The allure of celestial demons was innate, a unique gift, truly unparalleled in the world. At this moment, like Xi Shi clutching her heart, she evoked pity while her gently patting, trembling breasts added a touch of alluring charm.

Even Lanling, knowing the fox's unintentional display of seductive arts was breathtaking and somewhat wary, couldn't help but stare wide-eyed at this sight. After a moment of clarity, he couldn't help but secretly admire her skill.

As a zombie with a cold-blooded nature, he was already so captivated; anyone else would likely have fallen into the fox's seductive illusion in an instant.

The fox's attitude undoubtedly infuriated Mei Niang even more. She glared at the fox and said sharply, "Fine! You're a celestial demon, starting to look down on me, huh? Fine… ha… I'm leaving!"

After a few angry laughs, Mei Niang turned to leave with a cold glint in her eyes. The fox,

her face full of allure, watched Mei Niang's departing figure, her expression suddenly changing. Her deep, clear eyes suddenly seemed to be facing a storm, flashes of lightning and dark clouds clearly passing through them.

A strange, immense pressure filled the room, making even Lanling struggle to breathe.

Fat Dragon, Beatrice, and Juliet, while not behaving out of character, were trembling uncontrollably. Clearly, the pressure wasn't targeting them; otherwise, even with their efforts, they wouldn't have been able to withstand it.

The source of the pressure was Foxie, and the target was Meiniang!

Meiniang was horrified to discover that she, a fox demon worthy of the title "celestial," was finding it incredibly difficult to move under this immense pressure. No matter how hard she tried, she couldn't take a single step.

She knew Foxie's abilities when she was called Qiao'er; compared to now, was this the power of a celestial demon?

"You can't leave. I don't want anyone to know I'm a celestial demon, hehe..."

Foxie said with a seductive laugh, as if this terrifying energy had nothing to do with her.

As Fox'er increased her control over the pressure, Lanling gradually began to feel the strain. He looked at Fox'er's stunningly beautiful face with a mixture of surprise and delight, mentally assessing the difference between her and Dijiang at this moment. He was overjoyed at his incredible luck, having unintentionally created such a treasure. Not only could she be an excellent bed partner, but she was also a super-powerful bodyguard.

At the same time, judging from Fox'er's recent performance, her cunning and methods definitely possessed the characteristics of a zombie—gloomy and ruthless.

"Qiao'er, are you going to attack me?"

Meiniang said sharply, her face pale. Her chest heaved violently as she spoke, clearly indicating that the increasing pressure was making it extremely difficult for her to speak.

"I've already moved, do you want me to ask any more questions?"

Fox said with a grin. "However, I won't kill you. I absolutely won't cause trouble for my master. The Alliance Leader is so powerful. If you die and come after us... it's better to keep you alive..."

Fox talked to herself, completely ignoring Meiniang, which greatly trampled on Meiniang's self-esteem. However, she had no intention of protecting her self-esteem. Instead, when Fox finished speaking, a chill ran down her spine...

"What are you doing!"

Meiniang shouted sharply.

Fox ignored her and instead looked Meiniang up and down like she was appraising a piece of merchandise. She turned to Lanling and said, "Master, she's very pretty, and she has a great figure. Wow, her breasts seem to be much bigger than mine."

Lanling was immediately dumbfounded. He thought he was already quite cruel when it came to tormenting people, but now he felt that Fox had surpassed him.

"Master, I was talking to you, really, you're ignoring me..."

Fox stamped her foot and said coquettishly.

Lanling let out a long sigh, his zombie aura rapidly circulating to counteract the immense pressure, and he felt back to normal. He glanced at Meiniang and secretly swallowed. In terms of figure, Meiniang was definitely better than any of his other women; her breasts and hips were perfectly proportioned. Although Beatrice and Juliet also had full breasts and hips, the tall, imposing figures typical of women from the Western Continent ultimately fell short in Lanling's aesthetic standards.

Especially since Meiniang's age was quite ambiguous, it was impossible to tell her age. If one preferred young girls, one would see the shyness of a young girl on her face; if one preferred mature women, then the allure she exuded was absolutely captivating.

In terms of charm alone, the still-growing Heavenly Demon Fox, unless deliberately acting, was still a bit inferior to Meiniang.

"Master, you're staring at Meiniang like that, she's getting jealous!"

the fox said, seemingly genuinely.

Lanling snapped out of his reverie, chuckling. What a pity! Fox and Meiniang had turned against each other too soon. He'd gotten Meiniang into bed with him eventually anyway, so naturally he wouldn't let Meiniang cause Fox any dissatisfaction. There were many women, but he could still distinguish who was more important.

"Mistress, how can she compare to you? Hehe..."

Before Lanling could speak, the fat dragon, finally able to catch his breath under the pressure, eagerly displayed his talent for flattery. He didn't know how Fox had treated him, but in no time, Fox had become "Mistress" in his mouth...

Hearing this, Lanling's heart skipped a beat, a shadow crossing his face.

If it was a joke, that would be fine, but if Fox really considered himself "Mistress," other women would be one thing, but what if he got Qiuyan in the future?

You see, Qiuyan gave Lanling a feeling that no other woman could match, not even Fox. The fox spirit offered Lanling intense physical pleasure and stimulation, but Qiu Yan gave him a spiritual yearning. His desire for Qiu Yan far surpassed his lust for a pure yin body.

Lanling's sudden change in expression didn't escape the fox spirit's notice. She stomped her foot and pointed at the fat dragon, saying, "Damn fatso, did I tell you to call me mistress? I'm clearly the second mistress! You fat bastard, if I lose favor with the master, I'll tear your fat flesh to shreds!"

This shrewish behavior had a certain charm, subtly telling Lanling that she didn't have such grand ambitions.

Lanling chuckled. The fox spirit was less a celestial demon and more like a mind reader, able to perceive Lanling's inner thoughts so clearly just from his expression.

After being scolded, the fat dragon shrank back, chuckled, and dared not say another word.

Fox swayed her hips, walked to Lanling's side, and took his arm, saying in a coquettish voice, "Master, what do you think we should do with this Meiniang?"

"You can handle her as you see fit,"

Lanling said with a smile, patting Fox's plump, firm bottom.

"How should I handle her? How about... how about you handle her? You must have a way to make her obedient and not talk nonsense, right?"

Fox blinked her big eyes and said.

Lanling couldn't help but feel a headache coming on. Hmm... worship is a good thing, but too much worship is a bit too much for Lanling to handle. Meiniang is currently in demon form, so he definitely can't use the method of refining blood beasts on her. If he uses the method of refining corpse slaves, he will definitely not escape Dijiang's eyes. In this world, besides Lanling, no one is more sensitive to zombies than Dijiang.

The fox suddenly grinned mischievously, sizing up Mei Niang's curvaceous figure, and whispered, "Master, I can help you, I know a little secret about fox demons..."

Mei Niang seemed to sense the fox's intentions, her face turning deathly pale, intense fear flashing in her eyes, and she shouted sharply, "Qiao'er, you...you! You might as well kill me!"

"I told you, I won't kill you, why are you so ungrateful?"

the fox said with a smile.

Seeing Mei Niang's strong reaction, Lan Ling couldn't help but become curious about what the fox's "little secret" was.

"You all go out first,"

the fox said, turning to Fatty Dragon and the others. To them, the fox displayed absolute elegance and authority, befitting a mistress.

Fatty Dragon was alright; he would flatter whoever was favored by his master, ultimately trying to please her.

But Beatrice wasn't comfortable. When she learned that Fox was actually the little fox she kept as a pet, she immediately felt unbalanced. Unlike Tu Yao and Fatty Long, who were Lanling's corpse slaves, fulfilling their duties as servants without harboring such ambitions, Beatrice, after her battle with Old Li at the villa, had resolved to submit to Lanling. However, she wasn't Lanling's corpse slave, so all her thoughts stemmed from a woman's desire for favor, hoping to become the most favored woman by the man's side—a thought she couldn't avoid.

Beatrice hesitated for a moment before reluctantly moving. She knew that Lanling seemed to have something very important to do with Meiniang, and a smart woman would never linger when a man was busy.

As she left the room, Beatrice glared at Fox, who returned her a contemptuous smile.

A moment later, only Lanling, Fox, and Meiniang remained in the room.

Feeling Lanling and Hu'er's gazes lingering on her, Meiniang couldn't help but shudder twice, a sense of fear instantly washing over her...

Chapter Four: The True Yin of the Fox Demon

"Hu'er, what's the little secret you were talking about?"

Lanling asked curiously.

Hu'er smiled and countered, "Master, if a woman has sex with a man, is she still a virgin?"

Lanling paused, then said, "What kind of virgin is that!"

Hu'er turned to Meiniang and said, "Meiniang has slept with countless men, yet she's still a virgin!"

In an instant, Meiniang understood Hu'er's true intentions. She couldn't understand how Qiao'er, after becoming a celestial demon, knew so much about the special aspects of fox demon cultivation.

Heavens!

Qiao'er hadn't originally reached the True Yin realm, so how did she know?

Mei Niang was unaware that celestial demons were creatures created by heaven and earth, and the fox demon was the fox's true form. When a celestial demon descended and its spirituality was fully awakened, it gained unparalleled understanding, not only in the cultivation of fox demons but also in the cultivation of other demons in the world.

The fox smiled at Mei Niang, a captivating smile that even made Mei Niang, a female demon deeply skilled in seduction, somewhat dazed.

Lanling was somewhat bewildered. The fox's words had overturned his millennia-old understanding of women. He couldn't help but ask, "What do you mean? I'm confused."

The fox smiled seductively, "Master, this is something only seven-tailed fox demons know. Otherwise, how could it be considered a little secret? Fox demons above the seven-tailed level are called True Yin. Sex is just the most direct and effective way to replenish their primordial Yang. In other words, it's the men who have sex, not the fox demons. True Yin is very important among fox demons. Possessing True Yin is not only the same as a human virgin, but also allows for rapid increases in demonic power. Therefore, fox demons are terrified of losing True Yin, and they must maintain a clear mind at all times when replenishing their primordial Yang through sex. For them, sex is no longer enjoyment but torture. They are all afraid of losing True Yin by indulging in it. If that happens, not only will it be difficult to break through in their demonic power cultivation, but most importantly..."

"Qiao'er, stop talking!"

Mei Niang interrupted the fox's words sharply, her drunkenness completely sobered up by the shock.

Fox glanced at Meiniang, then turned and continued, "The important thing is, if a fox demon loses her true yin, a game will turn into a cruel reality. They will fall head over heels in love with that man... even become completely obedient."

Meiniang seemed to have been struck by a heavy hammer, her beautiful face filled with gray despair.

Lanling found it quite amusing and said in his most common and vulgar language, "You mean to say that fox demons are most afraid of being brought to orgasm? If they are brought to orgasm, they will lose their true yin?"

Fox covered his mouth and laughed, "Master, how can you be so vulgar? But you're right."

Lanling was inwardly bitter and amused. Damn it, it seemed that in his original world, he had played the role of a pitiful masturbation tool. When he made love with those fox demons, they seemed to be moaning and laughing in ecstasy, but in reality, they didn't experience any pleasure at all. Otherwise, how could he have never felt what true yin was?

Meanwhile, Lanling also learned the method the fox spirit had instructed him to use against Meiniang. Perfect, he'd take this opportunity to test it out. He refused to believe that his years of honed bedroom skills couldn't extract Meiniang's true yin. He'd let it slide before because he didn't know, but now that he knew the secret, he naturally wanted to have a good contest with Meiniang in bed.

Lanling laughed, a frivolous and wanton smile that sent a chill down Meiniang's spine. If she lost her true yin, she didn't know what she would become. Just thinking about it, falling in love with this devil… sorrow gripped her heart.

Having made up his mind, there was no need to delay. A moment of passion was priceless, and Lanling couldn't wait to test his skills. On one hand, he had long coveted Meiniang's allure; on the other hand, he was very curious about how the fox spirit preserved her true yin.

The pressure created by the fox spirit had already exhausted Mei Niang. When Lan Ling walked in front of her, the pressure suddenly disappeared. Caught off guard, Mei Niang staggered and was caught by a pair of large hands, pulled tightly into an embrace.

Lan Ling held her warm and fragrant body, feeling the softness and fullness of Mei Niang's body. He grabbed her round and perky buttocks without any restraint and squeezed them hard, chuckling softly, "You'd better hold on to your true yin well later, don't let me get it too easily."

To be honest, Mei Niang, as a fox spirit, was naturally lustful and had seen all kinds of lustful men and experienced her fair share of entanglements. But today, under such circumstances and in such a situation, she felt shy for the first time and subconsciously struggled.

Lanling's face turned cold, and he sneered, "Are you shy? Ha, ridiculous! You're just a fox demon. Do fox demons even have chastity arches?"

The little fox behind him giggled, "Master, why are you so fierce? You'll scare her, and that won't be fun. Besides, her shyness adds to the charm, doesn't it?"

Lanling laughed heartily, turned around, and pinched the little fox's pretty face, saying, "You little vixen."

"I am a vixen, after all..."

the little fox said, rubbing her cheeks with a wronged expression, her eyes sparkling with alluring charm.

"Qiao'er, you've ruined me!"

Meiniang said indignantly.

"I've said it before, I'm no longer Qiao'er! Don't talk to me about sisterly affection anymore! Our bond is over. You only cared for me because you wanted to mold me into a second you, to have me offer my body to those filthy guys so you could advance your position in the Demon Alliance!"

The fox's face was as cold as ice. Only now did she reveal the reason. Her ruthlessness wasn't due to the transformation, but because she had seen through Mei Niang's past intentions after the transformation.

"You... don't forget, we are fox demons!"

Mei Niang said sorrowfully.

"The path of a fox demon isn't necessarily the same as yours. It's wrong of you to control other people's futures..."

the fox said calmly, then raised her head, lightning flashing in her eyes again, and shouted in a sharp voice, "Remember, I am a celestial demon! In my eyes, you are just a lowly little demon. Don't you know the dignity of a celestial demon?"

Then, the fox laughed and said, "Since you think fox demons are all like that, then wouldn't it be your greatest honor to offer yourself to my master, the master of the celestial demon?"

Mei Niang was about to speak, but was interrupted by the fox. The fox gave her a cold look, then hugged Lanling's arm and said in a coquettish voice, "Master, I'll help you. You should have some fun with her. She likes..."

This feeling of being used as a tool for revenge was really unpleasant, but in the end, it was still herself who benefited. Lanling naturally ignored the unpleasant feeling.

"I will, I want to know, just how difficult is it to obtain true yin..."

Lanling laughed heartily, pinning Meiniang to the ground. The thick wool carpet was wide and comfortable; if a fierce battle were to take place, this place would obviously be more comfortable than the bed.

"No, I'll take it off myself..."

Just as Lanling was about to grab Meiniang's clothes, Meiniang suddenly said, her eyes glistening with tears as she looked up at Lanling.

She had come to terms with it; she couldn't escape this situation anyway. At her level, she couldn't possibly discern Lanling's strength, and among all the powerful individuals she had encountered, the number of times she couldn't judge their strength was extremely small. Meiniang thought that Lanling was clearly not a demon, and therefore wouldn't understand the various methods fox demons used in bed. If she could absorb Lanling's yang essence while he was off guard, greatly increasing her strength, even if she wasn't a match for a celestial demon, perhaps she could still escape.

Fox demons were inherently lewd and cunning; waiting to die was not in their nature. However, she didn't know that the zombie before her, though not a demon, was far more powerful. Not only was he very familiar with women, but he also had extensive experience with fox demons. More importantly, Lanling was an expert in the art of sexual cultivation!

Mei Niang moved slowly. For her, undressing was an art in itself; she knew better than anyone how to undress in a way that maximized a man's arousal and desire.

As her fair skin was gradually exposed to Lanling, her rose-colored nails occasionally brushed against her skin during the undressing process, the two colors creating a powerful visual impact.

This was the true allure of a woman, the charm of a mature woman in every gesture.

From the first button of her blouse being undone to the edge of her black lace bra appearing, it seemed like an eternity had passed, but no man would complain, for they were already immersed in such temptation…

"Mei Niang's seductive arts are quite powerful…"

the fox suddenly exclaimed.

Mei Niang trembled, giving Hu'er a cold look. Lan Ling's gaze had been fixed on her, and she thought she could easily seduce him with her seductive arts. But Hu'er's words clearly meant she'd wasted her efforts.

Lan Ling seemed to understand Mei Niang's thoughts, smiling slightly, "Hu'er's seductive arts are also quite powerful, but unfortunately, they don't work on me much..."

His words revealed that Mei Niang had overestimated herself and underestimated Lan Ling. Compared to the Heavenly Demon, even with her cultivated charm, how could she compare to his innate beauty? Even the Heavenly Demon couldn't bewitch him with his seductive arts, let alone Mei Niang?

"But I don't mind if you continue,"

Lan Ling laughed. "I enjoy watching your movements; they're more alluring than pole dancing. I'll definitely perform exceptionally well later."

A fox demon's seductive arts compared to pole dancing… How could he even think of that? Mei Niang's face flushed and paled in turns, while Hu'er chuckled.

Enraged by the teasing, Meiniang stopped what she was doing and glared at Lanling and Hu'er.

Lanling, unconcerned, said, "If you're tired, I'll help you."

As he spoke, the sound of tearing fabric rang out, and Meiniang's half-undone clothes were ripped in two, revealing her bare chest to Lanling's eyes.

For Lanling, the standard for judging women was that a loli should look like a loli, and a mature woman should look like a mature woman. A loli should have a slender, evenly proportioned figure, while a mature woman should have a slightly fleshy physique—that was the voluptuousness of a mature woman, the perfect figure.

Clearly, Meiniang's figure perfectly matched Lanling's aesthetic standards. Her fleshy figure was even more sexy; her trembling, high breasts, even under the lace, revealed their large outline, qualifying as voluptuous.

Her lower abdomen, while not exactly flat, formed a perfect curve with her large breasts. The tattered clothes piled around her waist, and Lanling couldn't wait to see the allure of Meiniang's lower body.

"Master, let's begin, hehe..."

Fox pushed Lanling hard. Lanling was already itching to get started. With Fox's help, he ignored Meiniang's struggles and pressed her down on the wool carpet.

The remaining clothes were easily destroyed in the fox's small hands. Her tiny hands danced, fluttering like butterflies, and in an instant, Mei Niang beneath Lanling was a naked lamb.

Mei Niang had encountered impatient men before, and such experiences were nothing new, but this was the first time a man and woman had ravaged her together, especially since the woman was Qiao'er…

Lanling pressed Mei Niang down, her delicate fragrance filling his nostrils, the supple flesh beneath him more comfortable than any cushion in the world. Although he knew that obtaining her true yin might not be as easy as he imagined, the allure made Lanling temporarily set aside his desires, deciding to enjoy the pleasure of sex first, and begin the extraction later when the crucial moment arrived.

"Mei Niang is getting sexier and sexier; even I, a woman, feel hot just looking at her,"

the fox said, sitting beside her, her small hands gently caressing Mei Niang's high breasts, her fingers lingering around the pink nipples.

The cold little hands were more unbearable for Mei Niang than a venomous snake. Despite Lan Ling's masculine aura constantly teasing her, the presence of those hands made things anything but perfect.

Lan Ling chuckled, reaching out to grab Mei Niang's ample breasts. They were so large that even his hand couldn't fully grasp them.

"Fox, as a woman, you're a beauty. So… shall I teach you how to play with women?"

Lan Ling said with a wicked grin.

"Okay, okay…"

Fox clapped her hands and laughed like a child.

"When kneading breasts, you must do it like this…"

Mei Niang became the perfect teaching material for Lan Ling's lewd instruction. He teased Mei Niang's breasts while explaining to Fox, who then imitated him, ravaging Mei Niang's other breast.

Mei Niang was utterly ashamed; a strong sense of shame surged through her for the first time, yet she was completely unable to move.

She could never be a virtuous woman, and the fox clan would never produce one—neither before nor in the future. Especially for Mei Niang, a seasoned woman with years of experience, she was utterly defenseless against the seductive techniques of Lan Ling, a veteran of the dating scene. If it weren't for the fox's presence, Mei Niang would likely have been aroused in no time.

Even with the fox by her side, only a sense of shame occasionally reminded her to retain a shred of reason. But the fox was not only skilled with men, but also incredibly quick to learn how to manipulate women, soon mastering Lan Ling's seductive techniques.

Under such circumstances, with four hands simultaneously assaulting her sensitive areas, how much resistance could Mei Niang possibly have?

In less than twenty minutes, when Lan Ling's hand was already pressed against Mei Niang's alluring and mysterious area, Mei Niang let out a moan with her eyes closed, her shapely legs instinctively clamping Lan Ling's hand between them.

Lanling forcefully pulled his hand away, a drop of viscous liquid glistening on his fingertip. He smiled at Fox and said, "How about it? Shall we begin? Hehe..."

Fox's face flushed, her eyes misting over. She looked at Lanling seductively, her hands leaving Meiniang's body and moving closer to him, caressing his firm chest as she slowly unbuttoned his clothes. As she deftly unbuttoned Lanling's trousers with her small mouth, she suddenly opened it and took his already erect penis inside. A surge

of intense pleasure quickly coursed through his body, and Lanling couldn't help but let out a comfortable groan. He looked down at Fox struggling to swallow, and began to ravage Meiniang's body while enjoying the pleasure.

Lanling placed his large hand on Meiniang's bulging, mysterious area, kneading it gently. Meiniang twisted her waist, closed her eyes, and let out moans of ecstasy. Moments later, her pubic area was overflowing with moisture. When Lanling removed his hand, the dark forest beneath his palm was glistening with dew.

"So much water..."

Lanling said, looking at his hand.

Meiniang glanced at Lanling reluctantly, then closed her eyes again, twisting her body and rubbing against him between her legs, as if even this friction brought her pleasure.

The fox's head swayed, constantly swallowing and releasing Lanling's lower body, causing Lanling's lower body to swell even more violently.

As Lanling pressed his hand against the fox's head, preparing to enjoy an even deeper pleasure, the fox suddenly spat out its enormous member, smiling seductively as it said, "Master, it's her turn. You must obtain her true yin."

Provoked by the fox's small mouth, Lanling was already at his limit. Before the fox could finish speaking, he had already parted Mei Niang's legs and forcefully thrust into her wet, hidden source.

"Oh...so big..."

Mei Niang trembled violently, letting out a groan, instinctively crying out.

"Hehe, big? And very powerful!"

Lanling chuckled, pulling out long, then forcefully thrusting in again, the massive tip firmly pressing against the deepest part of Mei Niang's body, almost pushing her soul out of her body.

After several such repetitions, Lanling began to increasingly enjoy this feeling. Mei Niang was very wet, but instead of being loose, she was quite tight. The wet, tight feeling inside her was incredibly pleasurable.

*Slap slap...

* Lanling hoisted Meiniang's legs onto his shoulders, allowing for a deeper and more powerful penetration, and the sounds of flesh colliding became crisper.

Meiniang's moans grew louder, and her writhing movements became more intense. For an ordinary woman, such actions would indicate that she had reached or was nearing orgasm, but Lanling knew that Meiniang's actions were at most three-tenths genuine, the other seven-tenths fake, merely to deceive the man.

With such intense pleasure and a competitive spirit, Lanling felt himself growing stronger with each thrust, showing no signs of fatigue.

If this were a war, it had now reached its climax...

Fox was also busy, using the flirting techniques Lanling had just taught her to tease Meiniang's various sensitive areas, occasionally moving behind Lanling to "fuel" his passion.

"So big... so strong... I... I'm going to die..."

Meiniang babbled incoherently, her legs clamping tightly around Lanling's neck, her lower body welcoming his fierce onslaught.

Gradually, Lanling suddenly felt Meiniang's body become tighter, and a suction force was constantly generated, intensifying his pleasure and almost bringing him to the brink of ejaculation.

Finally, it came… Lanling panted as he looked at Meiniang, and after a few forceful thrusts, a smile appeared on his lips.

Playing with yin-yang cultivation?

Ha!

Even if you're a fox spirit naturally skilled in yin-yang cultivation, you can't do anything to me, an expert in it acquired later!

"Master, her inner core is located two inches below her navel…"

The fox whispered, pushing Lanling's body forcefully from behind.

Lanling almost laughed out loud. Meiniang's chances of winning against him like this were zero, let alone knowing the location of her inner core.

Lanling's hands left Meiniang's ample breasts and grasped her slender waist, making it easier to exert force. Such a position is perfectly normal during sex, but there was more to it than met the eye. Lanling's thumbs naturally pressed against Meiniang's lower abdomen, precisely two inches below her navel.

A faint red glow flashed and disappeared at Lanling's fingertips, everything seeming so natural that Meiniang, unaware of her complete betrayal, didn't even notice the gesture.

The essence of fox demons lies in their inner core, and their methods of absorbing male essence rely on it. They use the inner core to create vortexes within their bodies, controlling the suction to draw out a man's vital energy.

While enduring Lanling's vigorous assault, Meiniang forcefully suppressed the waves of pleasure, circulating her inner core to create vortexes for absorbing male essence within her dantian.

Strangely, just as her inner core began to spin and the vortex formed, Lanling suddenly moved his body, as if to thrust even harder. He grabbed her body, his thumb pressing precisely on the location of her inner core. The rotation of the inner core was instantly controlled, and the newly formed vortex vanished immediately. Instead, she, suddenly weakened, almost succumbed to the pleasure created by Lanling's series of attacks.

Mei Niang secretly opened her eyes to examine the thing diligently working on his body, only to see him completely absorbed, showing no sign of anything amiss.

Was it a coincidence?

However, after such coincidences occurred several times, Mei Niang suddenly saw the fox behind Lanling chuckling, and immediately understood everything.

The fox chuckled, "It's a little late to know now, hee hee..."

A wicked smile appeared on Lanling's lips. His hands tightened suddenly, his thumbs firmly pressing down on her inner core, and he thrust even more violently. With

her inner core completely controlled, Mei Niang was utterly devastated. At this moment, she was no different from any other ordinary woman.

How could a woman possibly handle the bed-tyrant Lanling alone?

Even Mei Niang couldn't. Once the inner core lost its effect, Lanling unleashed a variety of techniques, employing methods like "nine shallow thrusts followed by one deep one," driving Mei Niang to the brink of ecstasy, her very soul trembling from his massive member.

"Ah... I'm going to die... I'm going to die... Waaah..."

Mei Niang sobbed incoherently, her face displaying a look of ecstasy.

This was her true feeling; without the aid of the inner core, everything about her was completely under Lanling's control.

A moment later.

Hmm...

Lanling let out a muffled groan, lifting Mei Niang's legs almost to the point of lifting her up, and began thrusting even harder.

Mei Niang's body trembled, her eyes glazed, saliva dripping from the corner of her mouth, her moans muffled and weak.

"Ah...I'm dead...I'm dead..."

With nearly a hundred violent thrusts from Lanling, Meiniang screamed hysterically, her hands flailing wildly in the air. A moment later, her body went limp. In that instant, Lanling felt a cool sensation wash over his lower body. He successfully absorbed a strange energy, leaving him completely refreshed. His internal energy broke through its bottleneck, rising to a higher level.

When the cool sensation disappeared, a warm flow of water came. Lanling quickly pulled out and saw urine flowing from Meiniang's lower body, already soaking the wool blanket on the floor.

Damn...she wet the bed...Lanling couldn't help but smile bitterly. Was this the inevitable reaction of a fox demon's true yin being released?

If so, that's too strange...

Chapter Five: The Pathetic Policewoman

Fox looked at Mei Niang, who was slumped on the ground like a puddle of mud, and playfully stuck out her tongue, saying, "Master, you're really amazing, you actually... you actually made her... you know..."

After replenishing Mei Niang's true yin, Lan Ling felt energetic and vigorous. He grabbed Fox and said with a wicked smile, "Want to try it too?"

Fox looked at Lan Ling with a pitiful expression and said, "Master, spare Fox, I don't want to leak that... it's so embarrassing..."

Suddenly.

Lan Ling turned his head to look at the door and said, "Bring Mei Niang into the room, it seems there are guests."

Fox said with a grin, "Yes, my master."

It seemed that she sensed someone's arrival even before Lan Ling, but she didn't say anything, waiting for Lan Ling to speak first to save face for him. Thinking of this, Lan Ling couldn't help but feel his old face burning.

The fox used its magic to transport Mei Niang into the room. The wool carpet, still bearing the marks of a fierce battle, was spotless. Lanling rose, straightened his clothes, sat on the sofa, took a sip of wine, and said, "Come in!"

Just then, Fatty Dragon slipped into the room and whispered, "Master, the search has begun. The police have located this hotel."

Lanling nodded and asked, "Who registered here?"

Fatty Dragon replied, "It's registered under my name."

Lanling said, "Then you'll handle it."

He prepared to use his zombie aura to cast a kind of invisibility spell to conceal himself, but before he could even activate it, he sensed a powerful energy approaching. Based on his estimation, he recognized the approaching force; Su Jianghe was undoubtedly among them.

Having turned his luck around, Lanling no longer feared Su Jianghe. With the Divine Tomb Cauldron and frequent internal energy cultivation, Lanling's strength had increased dramatically, far surpassing what he possessed before arriving in this world. At this moment, what he longed for was to spar with Su Jianghe, the first super expert he had ever encountered, instead of retreating as he had done before. Since he was already prepared to turn the world upside down, there was nothing to hold back.

Inside the hotel, a strange group was searching everywhere. Normally, this kind of work should be led by police officers, but this group only had a few; most were plainclothes men, some with Taoist-style hair buns, others bald.

As Lanling had expected, Su Jianghe was among them, accompanied by someone even Lanling would find astonishing: Ling Xue. It was truly unexpected that after such brutal humiliation, Ling Xue would dare to step out of her home so quickly, ignoring the pointing fingers and coldly carrying out her mission.

Stubborn women like her usually had a strange quirk: they wouldn't give up until they achieved their goal, no matter the cost, they would only become more determined with each setback. Tsk tsk, she really was a difficult woman, or perhaps a foolish woman courting death.

When faced with major events, what the public usually knows is just an excuse used by the government to cover up the truth.

These citizens, believing their city is only experiencing terrorist riots, are unaware that some non-human beings beyond their comprehension have arrived, and the disaster they face is far more severe than that of the terrorists.

These cultivators, euphemistically calling themselves special envoys and counter-terrorism experts sent from above, are forced to wear uncomfortable civilian clothes and search everywhere for anything they deem suspicious.

Unfortunately, after searching for a long time in Qinglong City, they only sensed some energy in the Qinglong Grand Hotel, but this energy was completely different from the evil energy of the previous night.

In Lanling's room, the two servants, Fatty Dragon and Juliet, surprisingly had the right to sit on the sofa, while Lanling, dressed in clothes far more shabby than Fatty Dragon, stood to the side.

The door opened.

Lanling smiled slightly and nodded. Fatty Long called out, "Come in."

The hotel waiter bowed and scraped, saying, "Sir, the police are investigating. Sorry to bother you."

Fatty Long nodded and said, "Please come in, officers, haha."

Su Jianghe was the first to enter the room, and then he saw the energy source he was looking for—Juliet.

Under Lanling's instructions, Juliet had been using Holy Court energy to cover up her zombie aura, making her Holy Court energy extremely obvious and easily sensed by Su Jianghe and the others.

"Mr. Su, I've seen your picture. I never expected to see you here,"

Juliet said warmly as she stood up.

As she spoke, Juliet had already greeted Su Jianghe and casually took out a badge.

Su Jianghe had already sensed that the energy was Holy Court energy and wondered why someone from the Holy Court would come to Qinglong City. Now, seeing Juliet and the badge, he was secretly surprised. This was no ordinary person; she was a Holy Court knight.

"Oh, Teacher Lan, what are you doing here?"

Su Jianghe said with surprise when he saw Lanling.

Lanling couldn't hide his tracks and was worried that if he rashly used corpse magic, the energy fluctuations would be too great and Su Jianghe would discover him, inevitably leading to a major battle. Although he didn't care about Su Jianghe, Su Jianghe wasn't his biggest opponent right now. The most important thing was to carry out his plan discreetly and wait for the final moment to face Jiang Chen. That's why he designed this scene.

"Mr. Su, it's a pleasure to see you here. You're a policeman?"

Lanling said

, feigning ignorance. Ling Xue had seen Lanling the moment she entered the room, and she was seething with hatred. However, after what happened at the Su family, she had become much more restrained. She knew that the gap between her and Lanling was too great, and this guy was playing the innocent act very well. If she wanted revenge, the only way was to find concrete evidence, tear off Lanling's mask in front of Su Jianghe, and let Su Jianghe deal with Lanling.

"Teacher Lan, what are you doing here? It seems your salary isn't enough to stay in a hotel like this, is it?"

Ling Xue wanted nothing more than to tear this guy apart, but she had to suppress her anger and ask.

Lan Ling smiled but didn't speak, instead turning to look at Fatty Long.

Fatty Long jumped up; it was finally his turn to shine, a rare opportunity to perform in front of his master.

"Teacher Lan couldn't afford this hotel before, but in the near future, he can even buy it, because he will be my partner. Miss Policewoman, how can you treat citizens like this? Aren't you afraid of being seen by foreign guests and disgracing our Qinglong City!"

Fatty Long gestured wildly, speaking righteously.

Ling Xue's face turned pale with anger as she looked at Fatty Long, this lavishly dressed but ugly fat man who looked every bit like a nouveau riche.

"Officer, why are you looking at me like that! Are you trying to get revenge on me?"

Fatty Long pointed at Ling Xue.

In fact, apart from Su Jianghe, who knew there must be some grudge between Ling Xue and Lan Ling, everyone else present felt the same way as Fatty Long when they heard Ling Xue's tone when she questioned Lan Ling. But they were imposters, so they couldn't say anything.

"Sir, I have the authority to investigate any suspicious persons. Please cooperate,"

Ling Xue said.

"Investigate? Go to the service desk. My name is there. Go ahead and check. Let me tell you, if you treat me like this again, I will file a complaint,"

Fatty Long shouted, waving his arms.

Seeing that Ling Xue had no way to back down, Su Jianghe sighed inwardly at her temper and walked over to Lanling, saying, "Is this your friend? He doesn't have a very good temper, haha."

Lanling nodded humbly and said, "This gentleman wants to invite me to work for the company he's planning. There are very few people who are willing to spend their own money to contribute to archaeology these days. He's just a bit short-tempered, haha." "

Really? That's great. What kind of business does he do?"

Su Jianghe asked casually.

Juliet, who was behind him, heard his words and, before Lanling could answer, said, "This gentleman has very close business dealings with our company."

A company, Juliet's company?

After confirming that Juliet was a Holy Court Knight, Su Jianghe immediately understood. He turned to look at the fat dragon who was yelling at the waiter, and frowned slightly. What could someone like that have to do with the Holy Court? To have a Holy Court Knight personally come... Su Jianghe's heart stirred slightly.

"Ling Xue, let's go."

Su Jianghe said with a smile, then gave Ling Xue a wink.

Ling Xue glared angrily at Lanling, and had no choice but to turn around and follow Su Jianghe out of the room.

"Who was that foreign woman?"

After leaving the room, a cultivator asked curiously. Living deep in the mountains, they were naturally not as familiar with the outside world as Su Jianghe, let alone the affairs of the Western Continent.

"A Holy Court Knight of the Holy Court of Light."

Su Jianghe said.

The Holy Court of Light?

Everyone was surprised. Even the most ignorant had heard of the Holy Court of Light! You must know that many years ago, the story of the cultivators from the Eastern and Western Continents joining forces to exterminate the vampire race has been passed down for generations, and the Holy Court of Light was the leader of the Western Continent.

"That foreign woman is quite something,"

one cultivator remarked.

Su Jianghe frowned and said, "You know, we have an agreement with them. They help us handle affairs in the Western Continent, and we have the same obligation to help them. In the past, when people from the Western Continent came, they would always inform us first. But this time, a Holy Court knight of considerable status came to Azure Dragon City, and we didn't even know."

"Are they trying to do something they don't want us to know?"

another cultivator said. "It's alright, things vary in importance. They can't tell you every little detail, can they?"

Clearly, he was somewhat envious of the True Martial Artists' current status, and his words carried a hint of bitterness.

Su Jianghe glanced at him dismissively and said, "That's true, but what if I told you that not only the Holy Light, but also the Dark Church has people in Qinglong City? Qinglong City is just a small city in the Tianlong Kingdom, not some major tourist destination. For people from two opposing organizations of the Western Continent to come here, it must indicate something's wrong, right?"

After Su Jianghe finished speaking, no one said anything more, each showing a thoughtful expression, but no one offered any unique insights for a long time.

"Ling Xue, investigate that fat man,"

Su Jianghe said after a moment of thought.

"Lan Ling..."

Ling Xue said.

"Don't keep focusing on Lan Ling. There are only two possibilities for you now. One is that your guess is true, then Lan Ling is too terrifying. Investigating the fat man now might uncover him as well. Didn't you see the two of them together? The other is that your guess is false, and it's just a misunderstanding. Is it necessary to waste time on misunderstandings?"

Su Jianghe said mercilessly.

Ling Xue nodded helplessly and said, "I'll go right away..."

Just then, Fatty Long suddenly came running up from behind, panting. In front of many people in the hall, he said in a loud voice, "Miss Policewoman, forgive my poor eyesight, I didn't recognize you just now... Tsk tsk, luckily I caught up with you, your figure is really amazing. How about this, ten million, to shoot a photo album for me? This price is very fair, after all, you're not a celebrity, although you're quite well-known in Qinglong City... Hehe."

Ling Xue's mind went blank, and she almost fainted on the spot from anger. Amidst the discussions and snickers of the surrounding guests, Ling Xue lowered her head and charged fiercely at Fatty Long, her body radiating a milky white aura. In her rage, she even forgot the principle that True Martial Artists should not use True Martial Force in front of ordinary people.

Su Jianghe swiftly blocked Ling Xue's path, lightly patting her shoulder. Ling Xue immediately deflated like a punctured balloon, her body going limp and weak, her steps unsteady, her eyes filled with resentment as she glared at Su Jianghe.

Su Jianghe had once again witnessed Ling Xue's volatile temper, and she had actually disregarded the principles of a True Martial Artist by attacking an ordinary person with true martial force right in front of him. He could forgive everything else, but this was the one thing that greatly displeased him. If it happened once, it might happen again. He could stop Ling Xue now that he was there, but what if he wasn't?

Ling Xue's current cultivation level is enough to cause fatal harm to ordinary people. What if she were to enter the True Martial Arts Academy to further her abilities?

Su Jianghe frowned, feeling he should reconsider sending Ling Xue to the True Martial Arts Academy. Cultivation is not only about physical training but also about cultivating the mind. If the mind is not cultivated, not only will it be difficult to break through bottlenecks, but there will also be a risk of qi deviation. For Ling Xue's sake, and for the sake of ordinary people, Ling Xue is really not suitable for entering the True Martial Arts Academy.

Ling Xue's recent experiences have left her with immense pent-up anger. The constant setbacks, torment, and most importantly, the grievances caused by others' distrust have made her like a bomb ready to explode. She acted purely on instinct, unaware that her actions had already created resentment in Su Jianghe, potentially altering her future.

Without further ado, Su Jianghe took Ling Xue away from the Qinglong Hotel. Not far away, Lan Ling slowly walked up behind Fatty Long, a contemptuous smile appearing on her face as she watched their retreating figures.

Ling Xue was the woman he hated most since he came into this world. She had repeatedly provoked Lan Ling, and if Lan Ling hadn't been so unlucky, he might have been ruined by this despicable woman long ago.

Punishment was necessary, and the most severe punishment imaginable!

Lan Ling chuckled coldly, anticipating the sight of Ling Xue being abandoned by everyone and her self-esteem utterly destroyed by him…

It was time for Tu Kuang to step in. He wasn't good at dealing with cultivators, but when it came to ordinary people, no one in Qinglong City was better than him.

The next half-day was definitely the climax of Ling Xue's misfortunes. She encountered no fewer than ten street brawls. Already filled with resentment, she naturally didn't have a good attitude towards these ordinary criminals she thought she could handle. In fact, her attitude had always been like this; otherwise, how could she have earned the title of "Cold-Blooded Policewoman"?

Unfortunately, she hadn't encountered any trouble before, but now, trouble was piling up. She suddenly realized that those thugs were no longer afraid of her, their gazes towards her becoming increasingly ambiguous and lewd.

The situation was predictable; when Ling Xue used extreme measures against them again, the thugs, who usually ran from the police, started shouting for a complaint and actually did it. What

bothered Ling Xue most was that a complaint wouldn't have been a problem; police use extreme measures when dealing with incidents, especially against these armed thugs, and a complaint wouldn't have harmed her. However, everything was unexpected. The two sides, who had fought to the death in the street, became as friendly as brothers at the police station, claiming they had only been fighting casually in the street and were beaten up by Ling Xue and brought to the station. Most absurdly, after investigation, it turned out these guys were all brothers, and they all said, "These brothers have always been harmonious and have never had any disputes..."

So, the way her colleagues at the police station looked at Ling Xue changed, especially the female police officers who were usually jealous of her. They didn't miss this opportunity. Within a short time, rumors began circulating in the station that Ling Xue might have developed mental problems due to the previous nudity incident—in other words, she might have a mental illness.

Ling Xue, who hadn't planned to stay at the police station long in the first place, found it even more unbearable. That evening, filled with grievances, she went to Su Jianghe's house.

At that moment, Su Jianghe was discussing the arrival of the Holy Light Court and the Dark Church in Qinglong City with the cultivators. The discussion was in full swing when Ling Xue stormed into the living room.

"Uncle Su, take me back to Tianlong City! I want to enter the True Martial Academy! I've made up my mind!" As

soon as Ling Xue finished speaking, tears streamed down her cheeks, her pretty face full of grievance.

Everyone present couldn't help but exchange bewildered glances. These cultivators, who had witnessed Ling Xue's fierce demeanor during the day, simply couldn't understand who could possibly make this fiery policewoman suffer such injustice.

Su Jianghe glanced at Ling Xue and said calmly, "Go upstairs and wait a while. I'll discuss some things with the seniors."

Discuss! Discuss! It was all about discussing.

Ling Xue, who intended to ask Su Jianghe for help in punishing that devil Lanling, received the same answer from him: wait and see. Originally, Su Jianghe had no doubts about Ling Xue's words, but now, judging from his expression, he seemed to be starting to distrust her. This was unbearable for Ling Xue, who had been pampered since childhood. Coupled with the grievances she had suffered at the police station, this young lady actually lost her temper regardless of the occasion, crying loudly, "What's there to discuss? It's just that bastard Lanling causing trouble! Just kill him and everything will be fine! Uncle Su, you're not afraid of him, are you? Waaah..."

Su Jianghe, a peerless master, was always kind and approachable to everyone, and others treated him with great respect. Even Su Yue rarely shouted at him like that. Now, in front of so many cultivators, Ling Xue's outburst made him feel ashamed, and he felt somewhat dissatisfied. It's important to understand that everyone present was a cultivator from various sects. Ling Xue wasn't just losing face herself, but the face of all True Martial Artists.

"Ling Xue, what nonsense are you spouting!"

Su Jianghe frowned and shouted in a deep voice, "How can you enter the True Martial Academy like this, how can you cultivate True Martial Power? You should know that True Martial Power is a combination of physical and mental cultivation! Do you think you're suitable? I really misjudged you!"

Su Jianghe's words struck Ling Xue's heart like a heavy hammer. Controlled by her rage, she instantly sobered up. Seeing that the usually smiling Su Jianghe had truly lost his temper, Ling Xue couldn't help but regret it.

"Uncle Su..."

Ling Xue called out softly.

Before she could finish speaking, Su Jianghe waved his hand and said, "Go upstairs and rest first. Calm yourself down before we talk. Start cultivating your mind from today. When your mental state is refined enough to advance to physical cultivation, then go to the True Martial Academy."

In the past, Su Jianghe would never have treated Ling Xue like this, given his personality. But Ling Xue was incredibly unlucky, choosing this particular occasion to cause trouble in front of so many cultivators. Su Jianghe represented the True Martial cultivators, not Ling Xue's uncle. It's important to understand that while cultivators and True Martial cultivators may appear outwardly friendly, they often secretly compete. The long-established cultivators have always looked down on the newly emerging True Martial cultivators.

Ling Xue felt utterly hopeless, her heart aching as if being stabbed. The world seemed to have suddenly turned cold, and everyone who had always loved her seemed to have abandoned her in that instant.

Sobbing ,

Ling Xue shed a string of tears, turned, and ran out of the living room, disappearing into the darkness outside.

Su Jianghe watched Ling Xue's retreating figure, sighed softly, and said, "I apologize for making you all laugh. The child is still young and doesn't understand things. She's been pampered for too long; it's time for her to be tempered."

Su Jianghe's efforts hadn't been in vain. Those cultivators who looked down on True Martial Artists had always thought they only pursued physical cultivation and were just brutes. But after hearing Ding's words about cultivating the mind, although they didn't say it outright, their eyes clearly showed they were starting to look at True Martial Artists with new respect.

Ling Xue ran out of the Su family compound, crying all the way, venting all her grievances in the darkness.

In the darkness, a pair of eyes flashing with green light had been watching Ling Xue from afar. Hearing Ling Xue's cries, a pair of lips, neither too thick nor too thin, curved into a perfect smile, which gradually became more radiant.

Lan Ling already knew from Tu Kuang what Ling Xue had experienced at the police station; everything was proceeding perfectly according to plan. As he was about to leave Qinglong City, it was time to take this sexy and fiery woman under his wing. A decent female slave can be trained into a decent sex slave in the future. Lanling feels no pity for Ling Xue, this obsessive woman.

Chongling coldly chuckled and made a hand seal. A moment later, Ya Si appeared beside Lanling. Lanling held Ya Si, kneading her full breasts while whispering instructions.

Ya Si, the corpse slave, did not refuse her master's commands…

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