[Fantasy] Super Ambiguous Relationship (Complete) - 19-21

Chapter 228 [A Timely Help]

"Oh my god, I finished writing it around nine o'clock, but while revising, I accidentally kicked the socket, cutting off the power. So I didn't save it and had to rewrite it all. I'm so upset, I want to chop off this damn foot..."

Although Yang Fan had to admit he disliked Dongfang Hao intensely, his appearance was a huge help. If it weren't for the potential misunderstanding, Yang Fan would have rushed over and kissed him passionately for minutes!

Chairman Mao once said, "If we have no guns or cannons, the enemy will make them for us; if we have no food or clothing, the enemy will bring them to us." Yang Fan now truly understood this sentiment; Dongfang Hao was like a kind soul offering help in a time of need!

He hadn't known how to handle the awkward situation, but Dongfang Hao's interruption instantly dispelled the tension!

Actually, there wasn't anything too serious between the women. It was just that their different social statuses, plus the presence of Yang Fan as an "outsider," made it difficult for them to find topics to talk about. Once their attention was successfully diverted, they could handle the rest themselves!

Dongfang Hao's appearance undoubtedly successfully shifted their attention. They all knew about the past grievances between Yang Fan and Dongfang Hao, and after what had just happened, they were even more certain that Dongfang Hao was here to cause trouble. So, his appearance now was definitely for the same reason. The women looked in

the direction of the voice and saw two more people beside Dongfang Hao, besides Dongfang Yun. The two were an old man and a young man; the old man had gray hair, but his complexion was quite ruddy, and if it weren't for his silver hair, he would look like a young man in his twenties or thirties.

Seeing him, the women couldn't help but think of the eunuchs in period dramas, those with magical whisks in their hands. This old man before them had no hair on his face, and if he were dressed in ancient court attire, he would indeed bear an uncanny resemblance to that profession!

Beside him stood a gaunt, emaciated young man, who appeared to be no more than twenty years old, yet exuded a lifeless aura, standing there almost like a corpse.

A single glance sent a chill down one's spine, as if the young man were a zombie who had slept for a thousand years, sending shivers down one's spine. Even Yang Fan couldn't help but glance at the old man and the young man a few more times.

"Brother Dongfang, is there something you need?"

As the saying goes, "If someone treats me with respect, I'll treat them with even more respect," Dongfang Hao addressed Yang as "Brother" repeatedly, though inwardly he wished he could devour Yang Fan alive, his outward manner extremely warm, forcing Yang Fan to reciprocate the brotherly address.

Although deep down Yang Fan despised such people, and even more so such hypocritical formalities, sometimes he had no choice but to use such insincere greetings.

"It's nothing. I have two friends who would like to meet Brother Yang. These two friends are typical martial arts fanatics, obsessed with martial arts. They heard that Brother Yang defeated the Hell Bear King in one move last time, so they insisted on coming with me to have a match with Brother Yang. I wonder if Brother Yang would do me the honor?" "

Oh? Is that so?"

Yang Fan turned his gaze to the old man and the young man.

"Of course, would I lie to Brother Yang? These two friends of mine are master and disciple. I wonder if Brother Yang would like to come with the disciple first, or with the master first?"

Dongfang Hao said.

"Hehe, since Brother Dongfang has brought a gift again, how can I not accept it? What? Here? Or somewhere else? But I think, given your character, Brother Dongfang, you would prefer to have the match at the same place as last time, right? Although it has been modified a bit, it is still suitable for a match!"

After saying that, Yang Fan waved to Xiao Dao not far away, not understanding Dongfang Hao's question.

Having received the signal, Xiao Dao immediately trotted over to Yang Fan and asked, "Brother Fan, what are your orders?" "

Go and call Tiger and Eisen over. Tell them someone wants to spar with them!"

"Okay!"

Hearing Yang Fan's words, Xiao Dao immediately understood what had happened. Since Tiger was to be involved, it meant the current fight was beyond their control.

However, upon hearing this news, Xiao Dao wasn't displeased at all; on the contrary, he became incredibly excited. In their minds, Tiger was practically invincible. As for Yang Fan, he possessed an even greater air of mystery.

After all, he had witnessed Tiger's power firsthand. But Yang Fan? They had never seen him fight. Compared to that tangible being, Yang Fan's strength remained a mystery to them!

Seeing Xiao Dao eagerly running off to find Tiger and Eisen, a slight smile appeared on Yang Fan's lips. Sending out these two to test his abilities? Wasn't that underestimating him?

Yang Fan wasn't foolish enough to personally confront these two. While they were strong, one even a Qi-manipulation Realm expert, they weren't enough to warrant his personal intervention. If he were to act now, wouldn't he be lowering his own status?

Seeing Yang Fan's lack of intention to act, Dongfang Hao's expression subtly changed. The master and disciple he had hired at great expense were mysterious rogue cultivators from the deep mountains of China. These individuals sometimes wouldn't appear in the mortal world for decades, devoting themselves to cultivation. However, these people were all extremely powerful.

These rogue cultivators were somewhat similar to those described in cultivation novels; they didn't belong to any fixed sect, but rather obtained cultivation techniques by chance, then devoted themselves to their practice, pursuing the highest realm of martial arts. Such people were also known as recluses! Recluses

were categorized into minor recluses hiding in the wilderness, middle recluses hiding in the city, and major recluses hiding in the court. They remained hidden, spending years in the mountains or amidst the bustling world, cultivating diligently, their strength far beyond the imagination of ordinary people. To ordinary people, they were the true martial arts masters!

Dongfang Hao had only met this master and apprentice pair through a friend's introduction. He had spent tens of millions to hire them. To test their strength, he had even selected hundreds of elite fighters from their clan, yet they couldn't even defeat their apprentice…

Therefore, his true killer today was this master and apprentice pair, not those thugs from before!

However, facing his killer, Yang Fan showed no intention of making a move himself! This left Dongfang Hao frustrated!

"Is he afraid? Hmph, even if I can't defeat you today, I'll at least cripple you. You sent your men to their deaths? Then I'll show you my true abilities!"

His gaze turned cold, and Dongfang Hao immediately devised a plan.

Soon, the training grounds where the young fighters usually trained were ready. Although it was once a former underground boxing ring, it had been completely transformed. Both the facilities and the venue had undergone a dramatic change!

The original cement floor had been replaced with a surface of crushed sand. This sand wasn't ordinary sand; it was polished from the hardest diamond, and its surface was covered with a layer of dark red liquid—undried blood!

Around the arena, all eighteen kinds of weapons were present, but each one was stained with blood to varying degrees. Some of the blood had already turned black, while some was still not completely congealed. A strong stench of blood permeated the entire room.

Those who had entered with Yang Fan paled upon seeing this scene and smelling the overwhelming stench. With their keen eyesight, they could immediately see that this was the result of training. But what kind of brutal training would it take to cover the entire floor in blood? What kind of brutal fighting would it take for the weapons to still be stained with blood?

Unbelievable! Unthinkable! At this moment, everyone seemed to vaguely understand why those five youths could easily take down hundreds of burly men. With such insane training, it would be hard not to become talented!

Incidentally, their expressions towards Yang Fan changed again, from curiosity to fear. How ruthless would someone be to his subordinates? Even Dongfang Hao couldn't help but shudder at the sight before him.

This gangster club used to be his, and this underground boxing ring was once the most profitable, busiest, bloodiest, and most violent place in the entire club. Bloodshed happened here almost every night, but it had never resulted in such a horrific scene! This wasn't a training ground; it was a living hell!

Looking at the training tools he had never seen before, Dongfang Hao realized that they looked so similar to the torture instruments used to torment demons in hell. Was this hell on earth?

Glancing at Yang Fan, Dongfang Hao suddenly felt a surge of fear, a chill rising from his feet to his head… He seemed to realize that opposing Yang Fan was a very unwise choice!

However, the old man and the young man behind Dongfang Hao, upon seeing the scene before him, actually revealed a hint of excitement in their eyes. The lifeless young man, in particular, sniffed the thick stench of blood, even licking his lips, seemingly enjoying the sight.

Dongfang Hao, filled with fear, had originally hoped to find some solace in the two men, but instead witnessed such a horrifying scene. Seeing this scene, he suddenly remembered his friend telling him about the two people he had introduced them to, mentioning that they would eat human flesh. At the time, he scoffed, thinking his friend was exaggerating. But seeing this, he suddenly realized it was true…

Chapter 229 [No Mercy]

“Today’s update is coming, but I can’t say how much, because I have no drafts and have to write on the spot. Also, I don’t know if there will be any unexpected incidents. I can’t risk failing to keep my promise like on the 1st. So, I’ll write as much as I can before midnight. Of course, it will definitely be no less than three chapters, because that’s the minimum… So, brothers, if you have any flowers, send them over! ^_^” “It’s easy to invite a god, but hard to send him away!”

When he saw the lifeless expression on the young man’s face, such a thought suddenly flashed through Dongfang Hao’s mind.

He suddenly remembered something: ever since this master and disciple moved into his family’s residence, one of the family’s servants had disappeared every day. At first, he thought they were going home to visit relatives or taking sick leave. But at that moment, a terrifying thought suddenly arose in his mind… Had those people been eaten by them?

The more he thought about it, the more likely it seemed. This master and disciple pair gave him the feeling of facing two dead men.

Moreover, he suddenly remembered that their sect was called something like the Ten Thousand Ghosts Sect. The Ten Thousand Ghosts Sect—just hearing the name was terrifying enough. He hadn't paid much attention to it when he was hiring someone to deal with Yang Fan, but now, he was starting to feel afraid…

Today was supposed to be a game between Yang Fan and Dongfang Hao; most of the others were just spectators, so naturally, they were all present for this farce. The large underground boxing arena, with hundreds of people gathered, didn't feel crowded at all. And they were all startled by the scene before them.

However, just as they were all shocked by the hellish sight before them, two large figures suddenly appeared at the entrance of the arena, immediately drawing everyone's attention.

It wasn't that they knew the two were coming beforehand; they were simply too captivating—their height was simply too immense!

Leaving aside Eisen, Lei Laohu, who inherited the Western tradition, was a good 2.12 meters tall. Lei Laohu, a typical Eastern giant who looked like he came from Northeast China, was no shorter than Eisen, and even slightly taller.

Tall enough, their physiques were also exceptional—not just slender or athletic, but lean and muscular!

Their entry felt like two iron towers had entered, the shock was no joke!

However, the murderous aura emanating from them was equally chilling. With their advance, everyone felt as if two primordial beasts were approaching, a thick stench of blood accompanied by a storm of oppressive force, making them afraid to even breathe!

"A master, absolutely a master!"

This thought simultaneously crossed everyone's minds at a glance. In their experience, they hadn't encountered many martial arts masters, yet none had ever given them such a powerful shock! Just as

the two figures' auras pressed down, the master and disciple behind Dongfang Hao also unleashed two extremely powerful auras, one on the left and one on the right, pressing towards Lei Laohu and Aisen respectively.

Like waves crashing against rocks, two eerie blue lights appeared in the eyes of the old man and the young man, two cruel, bloodthirsty, cold, and bloody auras erupting from their bodies, surging towards Lei Laohu and Aisen.

Faced with the oppressive auras of the two, Lei Laohu and Aisen visibly paused slightly, but the next moment, they continued their advance.

"Shh..."

That was the sound of shoes hitting the sand. That originally insignificant sound now sounded so jarring!

It was like a death knell, relentlessly striking the hearts of everyone with each step Lei Lao and his companion. An invisible wind seemed to blow everyone aside, involuntarily making way for the two to enter the room.

If the aura of the old master and his apprentice was like an impenetrable shield, then the aura of Lei Lao and Aisen was like a spear that could cut through anything, a sword of unparalleled sharpness, forcefully cleaving a hole in the shield and piercing through.

Having broken through their opponent's aura, the two did not press their advantage. Instead, they approached Yang Fan, bowing respectfully and saying, "Brother Fan!"

Two towering men, bowing before Yang Fan, a man who was practically a small man compared to them, looked comical. Yet, no one present found it strange; on the contrary, it seemed perfectly natural. It was as if Yang Fan, at that moment, was a high and mighty emperor, deserving of the world's worship.

Just then, Dongfang Hao recovered from his shock. The moment he opened his eyes and saw the scene before him, an invisible rage surged to his head.

Why was it that he had to pay money to hire his subordinates and treat them like living Buddhas, while Yang Fan? The respect in the eyes of those two burly men was evident.

Comparison is the thief of joy, and Dongfang Hao wasn't exactly a magnanimous person. Besides, even if he were, it depended on who he was dealing with. Yang Fan was his enemy, and seeing his enemy doing better than him, how could he possibly feel good?

Suppressing his anger, he finally spoke, "Since Brother Yang's men have arrived, shall we begin our contest? But before we begin, shouldn't we set a stakes?"

"Hehe, I know what Brother Dongfang wants. Don't worry, if I lose, this club is still yours. However, if you lose, I hope you will never set foot in a thug's club again, or else, you will be killed without mercy!"

Yang Fan spoke with a smile. The first half of his sentence was fine, but the moment he uttered the words "No mercy," a monstrous killing intent suddenly erupted from his body. Not only was Dongfang Hao startled and took a step back, but even the old man and the young man turned their terrified gazes to Yang Fan.

The chilling killing intent, like an incomparably sharp sword, emanated from Yang Fan, as if an invisible force was pressing down on those around him, causing them to lean backward. Dongfang Hao, in particular, was so frightened that he took a step back before he could regain his footing.

Finding himself intimidated by Yang Fan's imposing aura, Dongfang Hao's face turned ashen. However, remembering the murderous intent Yang Fan had previously displayed, he suppressed his displeasure and continued, "Since Brother Yang has said so, let's begin!"

He then turned to the white-haired elder and said, "Mr. Xue, we'll leave this first round to you!"

"Don't worry, Young Master Dongfang," the white-haired elder said quietly, glancing at Dongfang Hao discreetly. "I'm only doing what I'm paid for. As long as you can promise our requests afterward, what's a little trouble?" "Of course,"

Dongfang Hao replied in a low voice, "

once this matter is resolved, Mr. Xue and his apprentice will be elders and guests of my Dongfang family. We'll all be family from now on. Mr. Xue's affairs are naturally my Dongfang family's affairs!"

Their

conversation was very quiet, but no one else could hear it. Seeing the two whispering amongst themselves, Yang Fan didn't bother using his mental power to investigate. Otherwise, with his current mental strength, it wouldn't be difficult for him to overhear their conversation unnoticed.

"For the first match, this old man will take the field. Who do you intend to send out?"

Just then, the old man spoke up.

"Eisen, you can play with him for now!" Yang Fan

didn't even bother to look at the other man and turned to Eisen.

"Yes!"

Eisen's Mandarin wasn't perfect, but when he heard Yang Fan call him to the stage, he was still excited, and even his voice trembled slightly.

After speaking, he took a few steps to the arena and pointed at the old man, shouting, "Come on!"

"Yang Fan, didn't you say that Lei Laohu was stronger than Eisen? Other masters and disciples send out their masters, why did you only send out one disciple?"

Seeing the old man also step onto the stage, Dongfang Lan couldn't help but ask Yang Fan in a low voice.

In her mind, experience is invaluable, and true martial arts masters only grow stronger with age. The white-haired old man before her was at least seventy or eighty years old, having cultivated for seventy or eighty years; his cultivation must be incredibly formidable.

Dongfang Lan was no longer the naive girl she once was, completely ignorant of martial arts. She had begun to explore these things. Therefore, when she saw Yang Fan send Aisen to deal with the old man, she couldn't help but feel worried.

"Hehe, who told you that old man is my master? Don't worry, I have my own arrangements. Aisen is more than capable of dealing with that old man!"

Yang Fan laughed, not directly answering Dongfang Lan's question.

Indeed, Aisen was no longer the same as before. With Lei Laohu as his master, his strength had improved daily. He had already completed most of the sixty-four minor cycles of internal energy circulation, and was not far from achieving the Great Perfection of the Innate Realm.

Such strength would be considered super-expert in the secular world. If ranked according to the Black Boxing rankings, Eisen far surpasses the number one expert. Using him to deal with this old man is, at least in Yang Fan's opinion, more than enough.

As for Lei Laohu, he has to deal with that lifeless boy, because Yang Fan always felt that this lifeless guy was the most dangerous...

Chapter 230 [Triangular Relationship]

On the stage, Eisen and the old man stood facing each other, seemingly in no hurry to fight, but there was a murmur of discussion below the stage.

"Miss Nalan, who do you think will win?"

Not far from Yang Fan, Tang Wan and the other girls stood together in perfect unison, with Tang Wan and Nalan Qingcheng squeezed together. At this moment, she asked Nalan Qingcheng.

"Miss Tang, are you referring to the two on the stage or the two below?"

Nalan Qingcheng asked in return.

"What's the difference? The outcome of the two on stage also determines the outcome of the two off stage. Or does Miss Nalan have other insights?" "

Although the Dongfang family is outwardly weaker than the four great families, they have been secretly developing their power over the years. Their foundation is no weaker than any of the four great families, and they even have the intention of replacing them!"

Instead of directly answering Tang Wan's question, Nalan Qingcheng talked about something completely unrelated to the current situation.

"Are you saying that even if Yang Fan is strong, he can't surpass the entire Dongfang family? So, even if he wins on stage, he might not win offstage?"

"I didn't say that. Although Yang Fan and I were once engaged, I know nothing about him, let alone what's behind him. The engagement was arranged by my grandfather, and as for who he was engaged to, not only do I not know, but I myself don't know. Yang Fan himself is a mystery, and I won't make any rash judgments until this mystery is solved!"

"Miss Nalan truly deserves the title of the most beautiful woman in Yanjing. Whether it's beauty or intelligence, no one can match her. I think the reason Miss Nalan humbled herself to befriend Yang Fan is to unravel this mystery

, isn't it?" "I don't deny having that thought, but the claim of humbly humbling myself is untrue. Miss Tang, on the other hand, is also a mysterious woman. I imagine she's quite interested in other people's secrets, isn't she?"

"Hehe, while I am somewhat curious, I don't want to know everything. I think Ruoxi probably wants to know more about Yang Fan than we do, right?"

Shen Ruoxi never expected the conflict to suddenly extend to her. Indeed, she was very concerned about the relationship between Nalan Qingcheng, Tang Wan, and Yang Fan, so she had memorized every word of their conversation.

However, she hadn't expected their conversation to involve her. Surprised as she was, she still replied, "Aunt Tang is joking. What Yang Fan does is his own business; why would I interfere? Sometimes, giving each other some space is actually a good thing!"

Shen Ruoxi's words were quite skillful. Tang Wan had deliberately pushed her forward, wanting her to admit her relationship with Yang Fan.

But Shen Ruoxi's answer was neither an admission nor a denial, ambiguous and difficult to decipher. However, this allowed her to gracefully withdraw, a truly brilliant move.

Upon hearing this, Nalan Qingcheng laughed, "Hehe, no wonder Yang Fan asked me to break off the engagement and chose to be with Ruoxi. Putting aside everything else, just based on Ruoxi's words alone, I'm ashamed of myself!" "

Sister Nalan is joking. Who doesn't know you're the most beautiful woman in Yanjing? Who would dare boast in front of you?"

Shen Ruoxi laughed, but the faint hostility in her words was unmistakable.

Perhaps today's events had also stirred a sense of crisis within her. Although she already knew that Yang Fan had broken off the engagement with Nalan Qingcheng, if such a stunning beauty were to pursue him, could Yang Fan refuse?

It's said that for a man to pursue a woman is like climbing a mountain, but for a woman to pursue a man is like piercing a thin sheet of paper. How much more so for a super beauty like Nalan Qingcheng? If she truly wanted to pursue a man, perhaps no one could refuse her?

Moreover, Yang Fan's resistance wasn't as strong as imagined... At least, this conclusion was reached by Shen Ruoxi after countless personal experiments!

Therefore, seeing Tang Wan intentionally dragging her into this inexplicable struggle, she not only didn't withdraw, but instead deliberately clarified her relationship with Yang Fan.

Although she didn't explicitly say it, these women from Guiqian were all incredibly shrewd, so her ambiguous meaning was interpreted very differently by them!

Tang Wan remained unchanged, still wearing a faint smile, but Nalan Qingcheng was different; her expression began to become somewhat unnatural. She suddenly felt like a woman caught in a love triangle. She was the ex-wife, abandoned by a man, while Shen Ruoxi was his current wife. And yet, she had shamelessly come to see this man, and now she was being challenged by the "official wife"...

Nalan Qingcheng was incredibly frustrated. She had come today mainly to deliver the Buddhist beads to Yang Fan, with no other intentions, but it had turned into this awkward situation. Whose fault was it? If she had known, she would have had someone else deliver the gift. But why did she want to see Yang Fan's surprised expression when he saw the beads?

Sigh, curiosity killed the day!

However, Nalan Qingcheng wasn't so easily appeased. Beautiful women generally have extremely strong self-esteem and a much higher level of self-protection regarding their territory. Therefore, facing Shen Ruoxi's challenge, she began to fight back...

However, just as the women's battle began, the fight on the arena had also started!

Eisen, a former underground boxer, was naturally hot-tempered and impulsive. Asking him to stand still and engage in a battle of wills was more unbearable than killing him. So, after a brief pause, he roared and launched his attack!

With a furious roar, Eisen charged towards the white-haired old man like a tank. His powerful body and unstoppable momentum made the attack seem incredibly forceful! "

Hah!" Almost simultaneously with the shout, he was already in front of his opponent, delivering a straight punch aimed directly at his face. Judging from the sound of the punch cutting through the air, if it landed, the old man's head might be smashed!

Facing Eisen's tiger-like punch, the old man seemed frozen in fear, standing motionless without making a single move to dodge.

Seeing this, the crowd below booed. Suddenly, they were less optimistic about the old man, but they hadn't expected him to be so weak. If he was defeated in one move, then the entire Dongfang family would be finished.

Dongfang Hao, however, changed his previous anxiety and even put on a disdainful expression. He had clearly seen the old man's strength; if he was so weak, then his money would have been wasted.

On the other side, Yang Fan shook his head slightly when he saw this. Although Aisen's strength had greatly improved, if he didn't change his volatile temper, he would suffer sooner or later...

At the same time, Aisen also realized the problem. He clearly saw his fist hit the other's head, but he didn't feel any impact, and there was no sound of bones breaking.

In the instant he was stunned, a strong sense of crisis suddenly came from the back of his head. Years of combat experience allowed Eisen to make the right reaction at this moment. Without slowing his charge or hesitating, he rushed forward, not even glancing back at what was happening. He charged straight ahead for over three zhang (approximately 10 meters).

"Hiss!"

The moment he stopped, Eisen felt a chill run down his back. Without even looking, he knew that five bloody scratches from fingernails grazed his skin. If his reaction had been even slightly slower, it wouldn't have been just a minor scrape.

Turning around, Eisen saw the old man standing not far away, his right hand clutching several pieces of cloth—scratches from his clothes. With a flick of his fingers, the scraps fell to the ground, and blood seeped from the pieces of flesh under his fingernails.

Seeing Eisen looking at him, the old man actually put his finger, covered in bits of flesh, into his mouth and sucked hard, swallowing the flesh whole…

Even Eisen, who was used to seeing bloodshed, felt his stomach churn and almost vomit when he saw the old man eating his own flesh right in front of him.

He used to enjoy snapping his enemies' necks, but who would have thought this old man would find pleasure in eating human flesh? Was he even human? It was utterly perverted!

Not only Eisen, but even Yang Fan's expression changed slightly, shocked by the old man's speed and startled by his monstrous behavior. As for Dongfang Hao, his face was deathly pale. He had guessed it was one thing, but seeing the old man actually eating human flesh terrified him so much he almost lost control of his bladder and bowels. What kind of people had he invited back?!

The white-haired old man's action shocked everyone present. If they hadn't considered themselves well-educated and managed to suppress their nausea, the place would likely have been filled with a stench. Even so, many were so frightened they collapsed to the ground.

"Good speed, again!"

Suppressing his nausea, Eisen roared and launched another attack.

However, when he reached his opponent, the white-haired old man, who had been standing motionless, vanished without warning once more…

"Ghost Shadow Step!"

Seeing this, Yang Fan exclaimed softly from below the stage…

Chapter 231 [Ghost Shadow Step]

"Ghost Shadow Step!"

This time, Yang Fan saw clearly that the old man hadn't suddenly disappeared, but had used an extremely skillful lightness technique.

The Ghost Shadow Step, its movement as elusive as a ghost, leaves no trace, seemingly real yet illusory, captivating the mind. Combined with skillful footwork, it could also unleash illusionary attacks, dazzling the eye.

As the description of the Ghost Shadow Step flashed through his mind, Yang Fan's expression turned serious. This Ghost Shadow Step was a unique secret technique of a sect called the Ghost Shadow Sect. At its highest level, it allowed one to traverse between the void and reality, killing without a trace.

The Ghost Shadow Sect was a wicked sect that appeared in the world during the late Ming and early Qing dynasties, wreaking havoc. Relying on their extraordinary speed, they disguised themselves as ghosts to scare people, committing arson, murder, and looting—all sorts of evil deeds. However, their speed was so great that ordinary people couldn't detect them, and even those stronger than them were helpless against them. Because of their superior speed, they could simply run away if they couldn't win a fight.

Later, due to the numerous evils committed by the Ghost Shadow Sect, which aroused public indignation in the martial arts world, they were besieged and killed by various forces in the martial arts world, and thus disappeared from the stage of history...

Yang Fan also saw these records by chance in a book of unofficial history of the martial arts world. He thought it was just a fabrication, but when Yang Fan compared the two, he found that the two were so similar!

The only thing he didn't understand was that the Ghost Shadow Sect had been completely destroyed, so how could the Ghost Shadow Misty Step suddenly reappear in the world? Could it be that there were still remnants of the Ghost Shadow

Sect's evil deeds in the world? Thinking of this, Yang Fan couldn't help but shift his gaze to the lifeless boy not far away...

As if sensing something, just as Yang Fan shifted his gaze to the lifeless boy, the boy also looked at Yang Fan. For a moment, their eyes met in mid-air.

The moment their eyes met, the boy's eyes suddenly turned deathly gray, as if they had lost all color. Seeing those eyes, Yang Fan's entire life seemed to darken, and all will to live vanished.

He suddenly realized that this life was meaningless; the past was like fleeting clouds, the mortal world like dust. His beliefs, worldview, and values were utterly meaningless at this moment. His only thought was to let go of everything, to abandon everything!

Just then, the pagoda within Yang Fan's heart stirred, and the blood relic at its apex began to spin rapidly. Yang Fan felt a surge of warmth in his heart and finally awoke from his illusion.

"That was close! This person is so evil. His eyes are like those of a demon, devoid of any human emotion, as if he wanted to slaughter all living beings and kill all the people under heaven. He was cruel, bloodthirsty, and filled with endless resentment, seemingly filled with hatred for the whole affair!"

With lingering fear, Yang Fan withdrew his gaze, realizing that his back was drenched in cold sweat from the near-death experience. If the Blood Relic hadn't temporarily activated

its power, he probably would have been controlled by the other party. He knew that the other party must have practiced some kind of mind-controlling technique; if he wasn't careful, he would be controlled.

He had just been careless, allowing the other party to take advantage of his weakness. Seeing that Yang Fan had actually broken his technique, the lifeless youth's eyes flashed with surprise. He seemed somewhat incredulous that his invincible technique had failed him. His gaze towards Yang Fan suddenly became serious.

"Tiger, when you fight this guy later, don't look into his eyes. His eyes are very strange!"

Ignoring the opponent, Yang Fan whispered to Lei Laohu beside him.

"Okay, I know!"

Lei Laohu seemed somewhat surprised by Yang Fan's reminder. He hadn't expected the seemingly lifeless boy to be so powerful, even Yang Fan was wary of him.

However, this only fueled Lei Laohu's arrogance. He refused to believe that with his strength, he couldn't handle a half-dead guy…

Meanwhile, in this brief lull, the battle between the two on the arena reached its climax. After a short period of testing each other, both had a clear understanding of the other's strength.

Eisen knew that his strength was slightly superior, but the opponent's unpredictable speed was giving him a major headache. Therefore, at best, they were evenly matched, neither gaining a clear advantage.

Knowing his weakness, Eisen stopped attacking and switched to defense. He knew that with his speed, no matter how he attacked, he couldn't make contact with his opponent. Therefore, he could only retreat and defend, letting his opponent make the first move. Only when his opponent approached him would he have a chance to subdue him.

However, although the white-haired old man made the first move, his speed still gave Eisen a great deal of trouble. The old man was like an omnipresent ghost, moving east, west, south, and north. Often, one second his claws were aimed at Eisen's face, and the next second he was already behind him...

As for Eisen, he could only stand still like a wooden stake, desperately defending against the old man's attacks. Fortunately, he had a wealth of combat experience, and since he was on the defensive, his energy expenditure wasn't too high.

On the other hand, his opponent had to move and attack constantly, so his energy expenditure was extremely high. In addition, his strength and cultivation were weaker than Eisen's, so as time went on, his energy depletion became even greater.

Realizing this, Eisen knew that as long as he held out until the end, he would have already won. Since he could

n't hit his opponent, he would wear him down. With this in mind, Eisen's defense became even tighter, and he didn't even launch an attack. The white-haired old man, on the other hand, also exhibited this behavior. But now, he was on the verge of defeat, forced to act. After all, he was on the opponent's turret; he could only end the fight quickly to escape unscathed.

The problem was that Eisen was already thick-skinned and possessed exceptional martial arts skills. Now, with his all-out defense, he was virtually defenseless, leaving no opening for attack…

The situation on the stage changed repeatedly. Now, all the onlookers saw was Eisen standing firm like a pillar, unmoving, while his opponent moved around him, leaving afterimages in the air.

Like a scene from an ancient martial arts drama, the battle was indescribably magnificent and beautiful. Faced with this dazzling display, the crowd seemed to have forgotten the disgusting scene from before, completely captivated by the spectacle before them.

Especially some of the wealthy and elegant ladies, who already found Eisen's exaggerated muscles repulsive, were now even more aroused by his imposing martial arts posture, their bodies instantly becoming drenched in sweat...

Of course, many were also captivated by the white-haired old man's graceful movements. They wished they were in his shoes, especially the disciples of noble families, who thought that if they had such cool skills, picking up girls would be a piece of cake!

So, while the mature women were fantasizing, countless guys also started daydreaming...

"Hmph, you just want to take a beating? Since that's the case, then I'll grant your wish. Take my 'Scattered Ghost Shadows' move and let's see how you dodge it!"

Just then, the white-haired old man suddenly shouted and leaped into the air. As he rose, the remaining afterimages also flew upwards with him, like celestial maidens scattering flowers. These afterimages, which first originated from his body, now returned to it.

At the same time, the entire room erupted in wailing and howling. The white-haired old man's clothes fluttered without wind, and behind him, countless ghostly figures emerged—headless ghosts, long-tongued ghosts, disheveled ghosts, and ghosts covered in blood. Seeing this, almost everyone instinctively covered their eyes, unable to bear the horrific sight!

After appearing, these ghostly figures detached from his body and began to attack Eisen. Instantly, the entire room was filled with endless ghostly figures and endless wails, and a thick fog rose unexpectedly from the arena, obscuring everyone's vision!

"Hmph, I've been waiting for you to make the first move!"

Facing the white-haired old man's sudden outburst, Eisen remained unfazed. With a shout, his body suddenly crackled with electricity—the lightning-based cultivation method taught by Lei Laohu!

At this moment, Eisen was like a thunder god descending. Amidst the crackling lightning around him, the ghostly figures rushing towards him were blasted into nothingness before they could even touch him!

With his strength, he was far from being able to unleash lightning or summon the natural thunder of heaven and earth. However, the traces of lightning-based true energy contained within his true qi were enough to destroy the ghostly figures summoned by his opponent using yin and evil energy!

Lightning is the most yang and powerful element in the world, naturally restraining all evil. Although what Eisen used was not true lightning power, the white-haired old man's creations were not true ghosts either, but merely intangible entities condensed from true qi due to his practice of evil techniques.

Therefore, the two could still restrain each other. In addition, Eisen's strength was originally greater than his opponent's, giving him a clear advantage in this contest of true qi!

"Ah! Lightning-based techniques! I didn't expect all of this to be your deliberate design!"

Just as Eisen released his true qi, the white-haired old man couldn't help but scream.

"Hmph, you only realize it now? Too bad, too late!"

With that, Eisen stomped his right foot on the ground, suddenly leaping into the air and crashing into the white-haired old man in mid-air…

Chapter 232 [The Strange Master and Disciple]

"Damn, this chapter was so hard to write! It took me over three hours, going around in circles, even getting myself caught up in it. But thankfully, I'm finally out of it. Sigh..."

Just as the smoke rose from the arena, two sharp glints flashed in Yang Fan's eyes, and he saw everything that happened on the arena clearly.

Seeing Eisen's reaction, Yang Fan couldn't help but nod slightly. Being able to make the most reasonable judgment and devise a corresponding countermeasure after a brief exchange, Eisen truly lived up to the title of Hell Bear King!

Surrounded by lightning, Eisen hurtled towards the white-haired old man in the sky like a cannonball. The white-haired old man could only watch helplessly as Eisen's fist drew closer and closer, striking him hard.

This "ghostly shadow" technique was the white-haired old man's signature move. In the past, he had used this move to defeat countless opponents, and even many with higher cultivation levels had perished at his hands.

This move, "Shadows of the Sky," truly lived up to its name. Under its shadow, no one could withstand the pressure of ten thousand ghosts emerging simultaneously. It wasn't just physical torture, but also a mental torment.

However, "Shadows of the Sky" had a fatal flaw: the user couldn't move while unleashing it. Because an attack requires the simultaneous channeling of true energy and spiritual power, a slight lapse in attention could result in a backlash from the true energy, and even the spiritual power could be impacted.

Therefore, the white-haired old man could only watch helplessly as Eisen's fist struck his chest. He could even clearly hear the soft cracking sound of bones breaking in his chest.

The next moment, he felt his body go light, and he lost his balance, crashing headlong into the ground. With a dull thud, he made intimate contact with the ground!

"Pfft!" He

tried to get up, but a sweet taste rose in his throat, and a mouthful of blood spurted from his mouth. All the strength in his body vanished instantly. Eisen's attack had dislocated most of his organs, leaving him with severe internal injuries!

Conversely, Eisen, having withstood the white-haired elder's powerful killing blow head-on, was also in bad shape. His face was pale, and his standing body trembled uncontrollably.

After all, the white-haired elder was no weakling either; even if he was slightly weaker, he had still suffered considerable injuries after taking the blow. He even managed to suppress a mouthful of blood.

However, compared to the white-haired elder, his condition was undoubtedly much better. At least one was standing while the other was lying down; the difference in strength was obvious to everyone! It wasn't

until Eisen kicked the white-haired elder off the stage that the crowd reacted. Because of the sudden smoke on the stage, they hadn't known what had happened inside. But when they saw the white-haired elder unable to even get up, their expressions were incredibly varied.

Especially Dongfang Hao, seeing the almost invincible Mr. Xue in his heart beaten half to death, his face turned ashen. Surprisingly, he didn't feel much defeat; instead, he felt a sense of relief, as if a heavy burden had been lifted from his shoulders.

He quickly waved two of his men to carry the white-haired old man to his side. Dongfang Hao walked up to him with concern and asked, "Mr. Xue, are you alright?"

Ignoring Dongfang Hao, the old man forcefully pushed aside the two young men supporting him and walked with difficulty to the lifeless young man, kneeling directly before him and saying, "Master, I'm sorry, I've disgraced you!"

"What? Master? Disciple? That old man is actually that young man's disciple?"

Seeing this scene, countless people were shocked. Even if it weren't them, anyone seeing this would likely assume the white-haired old man was the master and the young man the disciple.

After all, in normal thinking, a combination of an old man and a young man would only be interpreted as the elder being the master and the younger the apprentice. It's not like this; the roles are reversed.

Dongfang Lan, in particular, was speechless with astonishment. Only now did she understand why Yang Fan hadn't sent Lei Laohu, but instead had Aisen deal with the old man.

But how did he know? Dongfang Lan turned her curious gaze to Yang Fan, just in time to see him winking at her. She couldn't help but laugh, deeply moved by Yang Fan's meticulous care.

She knew Yang Fan was comforting her. Given the current situation, she was indeed in a difficult position, facing both Shen Ruoxi and Nalan Qingcheng.

As the saying goes, without a proper title, one's words lack authority. She was currently without status, not even qualified as a mistress, caught between the empress and the former empress—truly a lose-lose situation. Yang Fan understood Dongfang Lan's current state of mind, which was why he winked at her at this moment.

When two people understand each other to a certain extent, there's no need for verbal communication. A glance, a gesture, and they can completely understand each other's true thoughts. This is exactly how Yang Fan and Dongfang Lan are now. Understanding Yang Fan's gaze, Dongfang Lan returned a reassuring look. Their communication was perfectly synchronized…

The lifeless youth silently watched the white-haired old man who had suddenly appeared before him. He didn't say anything, but simply reached out and gently patted the old man's shoulder. The old man coughed up blood again, but his face regained some color.

Yang Fan's pupils constricted sharply. He saw that the old man's lifeless hands were so thin that they were nothing but skin and bones, practically skeletal. There wasn't a single muscle on his arms, and the skin was a dark color—clearly the result of a deadly poison!

Moreover, he clearly sensed that the lifeless youth's strikes weren't random; during the strike, he had infused his true energy into the youth's body, healing most of the youth's injuries. Such skill was not something an ordinary person possessed.

Seemingly sensing Yang Fan's gaze, the lifeless youth turned his attention to Yang Fan, his voice cold and ruthless as he said, "Now, isn't it your turn?"

He didn't look at Lei Laohu, but instead focused his gaze directly on Yang Fan. Clearly, in his view, Lei Laohu wasn't worth his time; only Yang Fan could pique his interest.

Originally, Yang Fan had planned to send Lei Laohu out, but after witnessing the youth's displayed skills twice, even Yang Fan himself wasn't confident of victory, let alone Lei Laohu. Therefore, after a moment's thought, he decided to take matters into his own hands.

"Since you want to fight, I'll fight you. But do you really want to fight here?"

The reason for this question was an unwritten rule in the cultivation world: one must never reveal their true cultivation level to ordinary people, otherwise they would be considered a traitor to the cultivation world, someone everyone wanted to kill.

The lifeless-looking youth clearly understood this. He looked around at the crowd, paused briefly, and then nodded, saying, "Then follow me!"

As soon as he finished speaking, black mist suddenly rose around him, and within the mist, his entire thin body mysteriously vanished…

"Tiger, I'll leave things here to you. Listen to Sister Lan's instructions!"

Immediately afterward, Yang Fan gave Lei Tiger an instruction, turned, and walked towards the door. What seemed like a simple step took him to the doorway, and with another step, he disappeared from the club…

Seeing this, the crowd, still reeling from the youth's bizarre disappearance, were once again stunned. Was this the legendary shrinking-the-ground technique? Or teleportation? Leaving the room in a single step—what kind of speed was that? Are they filming a movie?

Tonight, the hoodlum club brought one surprise after another to everyone. Although they had guessed that the club's owner was not strong, they never expected that he would possess such extraordinary skills as a legendary martial arts master!

Moreover, most people were focused on the battle between Yang Fan and the mysterious youth. Their departure was incredibly stylish, and missing such a battle would be a great regret in one's life!

Lei Laohu had the same thought, but he also knew that since Yang Fan chose to take action personally, it meant that the youth before him was not someone he could face with his own strength. Although Lei Laohu regretted missing the opportunity to spar with a master, it also fueled his desire to improve his strength. To spar with a master, he first needed to possess the aura of a master!

"Everyone, the banquet continues. Please go to the hall. This matter is temporarily concluded. Of course, if Young Master Dongfang wants to wait for the result here, that's fine too!"

While pondering his thoughts, Lei Laohu made a rare little joke!

"You..."

Dongfang Hao could easily detect the mockery in Lei Laohu's words. He had already lost one round, and whether he won or lost this next battle was no longer important to him.

But this matter concerned his reputation and the dignity of the entire Dongfang family. Especially since Yang Fan had said that if he lost, he would never be allowed to set foot in the gangster club again. Although he didn't want to come here, hearing these words from Yang Fan was undoubtedly a blatant slap in the face. How could he swallow this insult?

In the current situation, if he were to say anything harsh, he would only be looked down upon. Dongfang Hao wouldn't do such a thing. Although he wanted to say a few harsh words in his heart, he snorted coldly and left with his men because he had no face to stay any longer...

Chapter 233 [Mysterious Land]

Inside the club, after Yang Fan and Dongfang Hao left one after the other, a brief silence fell. They all seemed to be waiting for Yang Fan's return, or perhaps, they were all waiting for the final result...

"Nalan, why are you sitting here alone?"

In a corner of the venue, Yang Feng saw Nalan Qingcheng sitting quietly alone and couldn't help but move closer with his wine glass.

"Aren't you alone too?"

Nalan Qingcheng asked expressionlessly.

"Hehe, I'm just a lone wolf, so naturally I go everywhere alone. But you, I saw you chatting quite well with Ruoxi and the others!"

Ignoring Nalan Qingcheng's cold silence, Yang Feng chuckled and sat down opposite her.

"Oh? When did Young Master Yang become a lonely bachelor? I've heard that someone is known as a 'ladies' man,' quite famous in Yanjing!"

"Cough cough..."

Yang Feng, who had just finished drinking, almost choked on his wine because of Nalan Qingcheng's words. It was no secret that Young Master Yang was fond of married women, but hearing it from Nalan Qingcheng's mouth took on a different tone.

Everyone knew that Yanjing's most beautiful woman was taciturn and rarely joked, always speaking her mind. But today, she was unusually joking. Although it was a direct revelation of his weakness, Yang Feng was still somewhat surprised.

Moreover, he noticed a strong undertone in Nalan Qingcheng's words. Had she been provoked by something? And had he just run into a troublemaker?

However, despite these doubts, Yang Feng didn't dare to approach Nalan Qingcheng to ask her the reason. Although they knew each other, they weren't close enough to share everything; at most, they were just ordinary friends. If they weren't both from the four great families, they probably wouldn't have crossed paths at all.

Moreover, Yang Feng had to admit that he always felt a strange pressure in front of this most beautiful woman in Yanjing. While it wasn't suffocating, it was still unsettling.

This was a very frustrating feeling for Yang Feng. In terms of status, they were both from the four great families; in terms of reputation, Nalan Qingcheng was known as the foremost of the four great female talents, but wasn't he also one of the four great male talents? Why did he always feel inferior in her presence?

At this moment, Yang Feng even understood why Yang Fan had gone to Nalan Qingcheng to break off their engagement and chose to be with Shen Ruoxi. Being with a celebrity was incredibly stressful; you had to constantly withstand that omnipresent aura, something not everyone could bear!

Otherwise, why would the divorce rate among celebrities be so high? It's said that the entertainment industry is complex, but more often than not, it's due to the disparity in fame between the parties. If their fame is similar, it's fine, but if their fame is unbalanced, the gap will become apparent.

Similarly, not just for celebrities, most divorces in today's society are caused by differences in economic status or other aspects. A woman like Nalan Qingcheng stands too high, her starting point is too high, and ordinary people simply cannot withstand her pressure and choose to treat her as an equal. Even a self-confident scion like Yang Feng couldn't handle it, so you can imagine how ordinary people could bear it.

"Hehe, never mind, never mind. By the way, has Xiao Ming been with you lately? That little girl hasn't come home for dozens of days, neglecting her duties, but she's always clinging to you. I hope she's not causing you any trouble?"

Yang Feng coughed and immediately changed the subject.

"Xiao Ming isn't a child anymore. She has her own principles. In your eyes, she's neglecting her duties, but in her eyes, isn't your brother also neglecting his duties, spending all day with a bunch of good-for-nothing friends, doing nothing?"

"Uh..."

Yang Feng was speechless again. In Yanjing, who would dare to say to his face that his friends were a bunch of good-for-nothings? And who would dare to say to his face that Yang Feng was doing nothing? Not to mention anything else, even within his own Yang family, few dared to say such a thing. Even if there were such a person, if they dared to say such a thing to his face, he would definitely get angry. But when an outsider like Nalan Qingcheng said such a thing, he could only awkwardly scratch his head and didn't dare to utter a single word!

It wasn't that he liked or admired Nalan Qingcheng. He knew very well that a woman like Nalan Qingcheng was not someone he could have. If it weren't for his sister's good relationship with her, perhaps she wouldn't even bother to say a few more words to him.

"Hehe, I'm relieved to have Xiao Ming with you. But that place will open soon, and disciples from all the major families will enter. I'm afraid I won't be able to find her then!"

Yang continued.

"Don't worry, I'll go with her!"

"What? You're going too?"

Hearing Nalan Qingcheng say this, Yang Feng was startled, as if he had heard something unbelievable.

The reason why all the major families are focusing their attention on that place is because not only can everyone's strength be greatly improved there, but more importantly, there is something there that all the major families covet. If they can obtain that thing, their family's strength can completely rise to another level.

Of course, even if they don't get that thing, if they can pass all the challenges there, they can obtain a token recognized by the country and all the families. With this token, they can have many unimaginable rights and be above the law!

However, obtaining this token is not an easy task. At least since that place was created, no one has successfully passed all eighty-one challenges and advanced!

However, where there is hope, there is a possibility of success. For this elusive hope, every time the gates of that place open, the various families send their elite disciples into it. Although it's a matter of life and death, with no guarantee of survival, this doesn't shake the families' resolve.

This is why Yang Feng was so surprised when he heard that Nalan Qingcheng was also going there; given her personality, her desire for such things should be minimal. Moreover, among the four great families, the Nalan family is the least concerned with these matters.

In the past, when the gates opened, they only sent a few disciples for symbolic training, unlike the other families who sent their entire elite force.

However, even if they fail to pass the trials, it doesn't matter. As long as they survive, they will become true elites of their families and pillars of the nation. Both the country and the family will focus on cultivating and utilizing them, making them pillars of the nation and the family.

Therefore, both the families themselves and the elites from various races who want to enter that place are filled with fantasies and expectations. It was precisely for this reason that they yearned for and longed for that mysterious place. To use a very apt metaphor, that place was a golden opportunity for a fish to leap over the Dragon Gate. If it leaped over, it would soar across the nine provinces, roaming freely in the vast sky and earth; if it failed, it would perish, and everything would become a thing of the past, a thing of history…

Seeing Yang Feng's surprised expression, Nalan Qingcheng couldn't help but ask, "What? Is there a problem?"

Yang Feng coughed, barely managing to hide his embarrassment, "No, no problem, it's just that I was a little surprised to hear you were going too!"

"Is that so? It seems I'm almost seen as someone untouched by worldly affairs in your hearts. It seems I really should come out and see the world!" "

…"

Yang Feng didn't reply. In fact, in the hearts of all the people of Yanjing, Nalan Qingcheng was no different from a fairy who truly didn't know the ways of the world, perhaps even more ethereal than a fairy!

Of course, Yang Feng wouldn't dare say these things to Nalan Qingcheng's face. He could tell that Nalan Qingcheng was quite different from her usual self today. Perhaps she had been stimulated by something, causing a slight ripple in her usually calm heart…

However, from the meaning revealed by Nalan Qingcheng, Yang Feng gleaned a keen piece of information: the Nalan family might be about to make a big move!

While the Nalan family wasn't the strongest among the four great families, it was undoubtedly the most mysterious and low-profile. Yet, no one dared doubt the Nalan family's foundation and strength. It was just that they always acted very discreetly, causing people to unconsciously forget about them.

However, while others might overlook the Nalan family's influence, Yang Feng wouldn't, and neither would the Yang family! Because they all knew that the Nalan family's foundation was in no way weaker than theirs, and behind the Nalan family lay an even more mysterious entity.

That's why, upon hearing Nalan Qingcheng's words, he immediately connected the dots. He wondered if the Nalan family's unusual behavior this time was because the mysterious entity behind them had also sensed something.

However, although he had some doubts, the Yang family and the Nalan family had always had a very good relationship, so Yang Feng wasn't worried that the other party's actions would affect the Yang family. But a voice in his heart kept telling him that the Nalan family's actions this time seemed to be inextricably linked to Yang Fan...

Chapter 234 [Determined to Win]

"Damn, just got back from outside, going to write the third chapter right away, should be able to finish it around 8:30!"

Outside Yanjing City, two figures were moving forward continuously. Each pause was only for a brief moment, and the next moment, they would drift away like a breeze, disappearing into the distance even when passing through crowds. These two were none other than Yang Fan and the young man!

Ahead of Yang Fan, a black dot appeared and disappeared, it was the boy. He seemed to be waiting for Yang Fan, always maintaining a steady speed ahead of him, neither widening the gap nor letting Yang Fan get any closer. The two of them sped eastward, one after the other!

As they traveled eastward, Yang Fan fell far behind the other. The more he chased, the more shocked he became. His speed was definitely among the best in his class, something he had always been proud of. But no matter how hard he chased, he could not close the distance between them. If the other hadn't deliberately stopped, he would probably have been left behind long ago!

But what surprised Yang Fan was far more than that. He discovered that as the boy kept moving forward, his shoulders did not move at all, and his entire upper body was in a relatively still state. The only thing that moved was his long legs.

Anyone with a modicum of common sense knows that when the human body moves forward, the upper body inevitably moves, and shoulder movement can even increase speed, much like the wings of a bird. Human hands also play a supporting role in running. In light-body techniques, the role of the shoulders is even more crucial; some techniques rely on shoulder movement to propel the body forward.

Yet this young man maintained upper body stability while moving forward, indicating that he wasn't using his shoulders at all. In other words, he wasn't using his full strength…

A setting sun, like blood, dyed most of the sky crimson. Clusters of white clouds, like burning flames, adorned the horizon, with only slivers of golden light filtering through the gaps and illuminating the earth—a dazzling, incomparably brilliant display.

In a maple forest, the lifeless-looking young man suddenly stopped. He stood there quietly, seemingly one with the forest, so much so that one couldn't even sense his presence without noticing him!

A maple leaf slowly fell from the treetop, heading towards him. But just as it was about to reach his head, the withered branch unexpectedly fell to the other side, gently cascading down his long hair.

*Thud!* At that moment, Yang Fan's body, like a meteor from outer space, slammed into the opposite side of him, even letting out a heavy groan upon landing, like a muffled thunderclap, causing the surroundings to tremble slightly!

"Ghost Shadow Step, truly living up to its name!"

Yang Fan said first after stopping.

"Your speed is also impressive. Your movements are accompanied by the sounds of wind and thunder, as fast as lightning, as swift as a shooting star. If I'm not mistaken, you cultivate a lightning-attribute technique!"

Seemingly interested that Yang Fan could match his speed, the lifeless youth's face regained a touch of humanity.

"Is that so? How about we make another bet?"

Yang Fan smiled upon hearing this.

"Oh? What kind of bet?"

To Yang Fan's surprise, the other party didn't refuse.

"It's simple. If I win, you tell me the secret to the Ghost Shadow Steps. If you win, I'll tell you my lightning-attribute technique!"

"Looks like you have absolute confidence in yourself!"

"Aren't you the same?"

At this point, the two of them laughed simultaneously!

Indeed, when Yang Fan saw the white-haired old man use the Ghost Shadow Steps, he became deeply interested in this movement technique. Although it originated from the Ghost Shadow Sect, that didn't diminish Yang Fan's interest.

Years ago, when he first saw the introduction to this technique, Yang Fan was captivated by it. As an assassin, he knew the importance of speed; superior speed was like having a second life. Moreover, the mysteries of the Ghost Shadow Steps couldn't be explained in a few words, but this movement technique was, to date, arguably the most mysterious one Yang Fan had ever heard of!

It was precisely because of his enthusiasm for the Ghostly Shadow Step that he recognized it at a glance when the old man used it. And just now, during their speed contest, he was even more certain that the technique was indeed the Ghostly Shadow Step, which is why he made such a request.

Yang Fan's intuition told him that if his Nine Heavens Thunder Technique were paired with a speed-unparalleled technique like the Ghostly Shadow Step, his combat power would increase significantly.

Similarly, he could see that the lifeless-looking youth before him must be practicing some kind of demonic art. Now, demonic energy had entered his body, making him neither human nor inhuman. To break through this limitation, he could only cultivate yang techniques to suppress the demonic energy he was experiencing. His Nine Heavens Thunder Technique was even more attractive to the youth than the Ghostly Shadow Step itself.

Therefore, Yang Fan was certain the youth wouldn't refuse, and he couldn't refuse either. He knew that the youth's confidence in him was the same as his own confidence in his martial arts—a completely blind confidence!

As expected, when he made the suggestion, the other party not only didn't refuse, but instead showed interest.

After laughing, the two fell silent again, neither speaking, just gazing at each other with a deep, affectionate look.

Although neither of them made a move, their battle had already begun. Beyond the contest of speed, their eye contact was also a battle of wills.

Yang Fan didn't move, nor did the boy, but the air between them seemed to twist and contort with tension. Invisible currents emanated from their bodies, clashing and dissipating in the void.

If someone were watching from a distance, they would see that the trees around them were moving without wind, leaning backward as if forced by an invisible force. The rustling

of leaves and branches colliding as they moved created a constant sound, like a pre-battle symphony, cheering on the two.

The lifeless boy stood facing west, and just then, a few rays of sunlight shone in from the west, piercing his eyes and forcing him to squint.

But at that moment, Yang Fan moved. Seizing the brief opening when the boy squinted, he suddenly burst into the air, the Blood-Drinking Sword instantly appearing in his hand. With a flash of light and a sound of wind and thunder, he swiftly appeared before his opponent, the sword tip pointing directly at his slightly narrowed eyes!

Clang! The longsword was drawn, swift as lightning, fast as a dragon. Yang Fan rose into the air, like a celestial being descending from the heavens, sweeping towards his opponent. The sword in his hand was like a serpent, like silver threads, like a flash, like a dragon! It seemed to have eyes, dreamlike and illusory, both real and unreal!

The soft sword, because its blade is as flexible as silk and its power is extremely difficult to control, requires the unity of essence, qi, and spirit when wielding it. Therefore, among sword weapons, the soft sword is an extremely difficult swordsmanship to master, a completely different concept from practicing the hard sword.

Beginners practicing soft swords generally don't aim to injure their opponents, but rather to avoid injuring themselves. Back in the day, when Yang Fan was practicing with a soft sword, he was injured countless times by the Blood-Drinking Sword, and it took countless hours of practice and refinement

to reach his current level of swordsmanship! Seeing that Yang Fan was wielding a soft sword, the lifeless-looking youth was slightly surprised. He knew that practicing with a soft sword was extremely difficult, and Yang Fan's swordsmanship was clearly beyond the reach of a beginner. Moreover, what surprised him most was that the Blood-Drinking Sword in Yang Fan's hand was actually a spiritual weapon!

Spiritual weapons are not like ordinary weapons. For an ordinary weapon to develop sentience, the weapon and the user must first resonate with each other's souls. This soul resonance is the connection between the user's soul and the weapon's spirit, establishing a link between them.

All things in the world possess sentience, whether humans, animals, or plants. The difference lies in the degree of development of their sentience. Humans are born with the ability to think, while animals and plants cannot. This is humanity's advantage, and the fundamental reason why humans are favored by nature.

However, both animals and plants can develop intelligence. For example, over long periods of time, they absorbed the essence of the sun and moon, gradually acquiring human-like wisdom. At this point, animals and plants can no longer be simply described as plants and animals, but must be called "demons." Similarly, swords also possess spirits; it's just a matter of whether the user can communicate with their soul. If they can, the sword can be transformed from an ordinary weapon into a spiritual weapon; otherwise, it remains an ordinary weapon. Once an ordinary weapon transforms into a spiritual weapon, both its destructive power and offensive capabilities will undergo a dramatic change!

It is precisely for this reason that spiritual weapons are so rare and precious. Not to mention others, even this lifeless young man himself has not yet possessed his own spiritual weapon. Yet, seeing Yang Fan wield a spiritual weapon, how could he not be astonished?

Moreover, the young man also discovered that the soft sword in Yang Fan's hand was not an ordinary spiritual weapon, but a fully-fledged spiritual weapon, only one step away from transforming into a supreme treasure!

However, despite his surprise, his reaction to Yang Fan's sudden attack was anything but slow. Just as Yang Fan's soft sword was about to pierce his eye, he slightly shifted his body backward.

Yet, with this tiny movement, he suddenly retreated a full five zhang (approximately 10 meters), avoiding Yang Fan's attack. At the same time, he launched a counterattack…

Chapter 235 [Dragon and Tiger Clash]

The lifeless youth retreated quickly, but advanced even faster. Yang Fan's sword had just missed, piercing his afterimage, when he returned to his previous position. Simultaneously, his dark hand reached out, clawing towards Yang Fan's face. His

speed, exceeding human limits, left two afterimages with each retreat and advance, as if he had instantly created more than ten clones. To Yang Fan, it felt as if more than ten claw shadows were simultaneously clawing at him.

Facing this lifeless-looking youth, Yang Fan dared not be careless in the slightest. Although he still couldn't see through the other's true cultivation level, he knew that this person's cultivation was no less than that of the Japanese second-tier ninja who had utterly defeated him that day, and perhaps even greater.

Therefore, facing a Chinese cultivator who might possess the Refinement of Spirit cultivation, Yang Fan dared not be careless in the slightest. Chinese cultivators were not comparable to Japanese ninjas. Even at the same Refinement of Spirit realm, a cultivator at that level was enough to kill more than three Earth Ninjas.

This was because the classification of martial arts strength in China was far more strict and demanding than that of Japanese ninjas. Furthermore, Japanese ninjutsu was an extension of the Chinese Five Elements Escape Techniques, and could only be considered a branch. Although they had made many improvements to this branch, it was not a complete martial arts system, and many parts still had errors and flaws.

As expected, Yang Fan's guess was correct. This young man's strength far surpassed that of the previous Earth Ninja. His every move gave Yang Fan a sense of invincibility; his claw shadows were indistinguishable from reality, making it impossible to tell which was real and which was fake.

Moreover, the opponent's speed exceeded Yang Fan's expectations. His retreat and advance not only deflected Yang Fan's attacks but also perfectly timed his attacks when Yang Fan's old strength was exhausted and new strength had not yet been generated. The precision of his timing left Yang Fan in awe!

Gritting his teeth, taking advantage of the pain, Yang Fan quickly retreated, simultaneously unleashing dozens of rapid slashes with his soft, blood-sharp sword. Infused with true energy, the originally weak and boneless sword instantly straightened, as if splitting the heavens and earth. Each slash precisely severed an illusory shadow. When Yang Fan retreated five steps, he had just finished cutting through those illusory shadows and met the real claw.

"Clang!"

The soft sword struck the opponent's palm, but surprisingly, it didn't sever the hand, not even leaving a scratch. Instead, upon impact, a sinister energy surged through the Blood-Drinking Sword and rapidly flowed towards Yang Fan.

"Hmm?"

The malevolent energy entered Yang Fan's body almost instantly. Caught off guard by this sudden turn of events, he immediately activated the Nine Heavens Thunderous Technique, his internal energy surging forth with a thunderous roar, instantly crushing the malevolent energy that had seeped into his body.

Since absorbing nuclear power at the Yanjing Nuclear Power Plant, Yang Fan's internal energy had carried a nuclear force, accompanied by the sound of thunder during his cultivation, and imbued with a domineering aura of destruction. Now, using it against the malevolent energy of his opponent, it proved remarkably effective!

"Haha, good, very good! It's definitely not an ordinary thunder-attribute technique. If I were to cultivate it, I could definitely suppress the malevolent energy within me. Very good, really very good! I'm going to have this technique!"

Seeing that Yang Fan's malevolent energy had been neutralized with just a slight use of his internal energy, the lifeless youth showed no surprise whatsoever; instead, he shouted excitedly.

"Hmph, is that so? If you want my internal energy cultivation technique, you'll have to see if you have the ability. Similarly, I'm determined to get your Ghostly Shadow Steps. As the saying goes, an eye for an eye, so since I've taken one of your moves, you take one of mine! Wisdom Flame, Sword Seal!"

As he spoke, Yang Fan flicked his soft sword, and the blade emitted bursts of dark blue light, the same wisdom light emanating from the Immovable King. In a moment, Yang Fan had a flash of inspiration and combined the sword seal within the Immovable King Seal with the Blood-Drinking Sword, unleashing a powerful killing move that resembled both martial arts and a mental attack!

"What kind of move is this? It can perfectly fuse a mental attack and a martial arts killing move together? But trying to defeat me with just this one move is impossible, Ghostly Howl!"

The young man, worthy of being a martial arts master, although he didn't know what Yang Fan's sword was, he immediately saw the secret within the move. As he spoke, he opened his mouth wide, and waves of sound emanated from it.

Somewhat similar to the situation when the white-haired old man fought Eisen, as the sound waves from the boy's mouth spread, they actually formed ghostly shadows that rushed towards Yang Fan. At the same time, Yang Fan's spirit also suffered a tremendous impact.

"Sword of Wisdom, cut through everything! Under wisdom, anything evil will turn to ashes! Slash!"

Despite the impact on his spiritual power, Yang Fan only slightly shook his body to dispel the discomfort. At the same time, he forcefully swung the longsword in his hand, which emitted a ghostly blue light.

With this swing, hundreds of sword shadows suddenly rushed out from the Blood-Drinking Sword. Each sword shadow was identical to the Blood-Drinking Sword, but it was an invisible entity, a powerful killing move formed from sword energy.

Boom! Sword energy soared into the sky, wave after wave of sword energy sweeping across the heavens. This powerful killing move, a fusion of Yang Fan's lifelong swordsmanship and the sword seal within the Immovable King Seal, was unleashed. Immediately, wind and thunder raged, and wave after wave of sword energy erupted from the blade in Yang Fan's hand, forming a gigantic sword dragon in mid-air, charging towards his opponent.

"Good move, good move! I'll take this one too!"

Looking at the oncoming gigantic sword dragon, the young man showed no surprise, but rather a look of delight, as if it were already his.

At the same time, a weapon that resembled neither a knife nor a sword suddenly appeared in his hand. That weapon was actually made of bone; the hilt was a miniature human skull, and the blade looked more like a human rib!

There were even sharp spikes on the blade, radiating a chilling light. Especially the skull on the hilt, with its empty eyes that seemed capable of absorbing a person's soul, sent shivers down one's spine.

With the strange blade in hand, the youth's aura grew increasingly sinister. Behind him, billowing demonic energy seemed to surge, containing countless vengeful spirits, captivating and terrifying!

"Roar!"

The youth let out a bloodcurdling scream, and simultaneously, gripping the blade with both hands, he slashed downwards at Yang Fan.

It was as if the entire world had been cleaved in two by his blade; a gigantic blade, a hundred times larger than the strange blade in his hands, appeared above his head, slowly slashing towards Yang Fan's sword dragon attack.

In an instant, the sky darkened. On one side was Yang Fan's immense sword energy, on the other, the youth's gigantic demonic blade; the two collided violently in mid-air, creating a deafening roar! Boom

!

The deafening roar shook the entire capital of Yanjing; it resonated in the hearts of everyone there, especially those in the thug club. Upon hearing the sound, they all instinctively stopped what they were doing, their minds racing with the same thought: the battle between Yang Fan and the lifeless-looking youth!

Judging from the sound alone, the fight was at least a hundred miles away. While shocked by the distance the sound could travel, another thought flashed through their minds: how could the two be so far away in just a few minutes?

The roar lasted for about half a minute before subsiding. The spot where Yang Fan and the youth had been standing was originally a slightly raised hillside covered in lush green vegetation. But with their single strike, not only had the vegetation vanished without a trace, but the entire hillside had been leveled!

Yang Fan and the young man remained facing each other, but after their clash, neither of them looked well. Yang Fan's face was pale, and his breathing was rapid. The young man's clothes were disheveled. Clearly, neither of them had gained the upper hand in this exchange.

"Ahem, that move you just used, it must have been a Buddhist technique, right? I sensed pure Buddhist energy in it. You really surprised me. Not only do you possess lightning-attribute martial arts, but you also know Buddhist holy methods. Buddhist techniques contain purifying energy. How about we change our bet?"

The young man coughed lightly before speaking to Yang Fan.

"Oh? What kind of bet do you want?"

Yang Fan's eyes narrowed slightly, clearly curious that the other man had discerned the Buddhist origin of his sword seal. He knew that the Nine True Words were a Buddhist secret technique, known to very few in the world. Yet this man had recognized it simply from the move itself, demonstrating his vast knowledge.

"It's simple. I see your cultivation level is around the fifth level of Qi Movement, while I'm already at the early stage of Spirit Refinement. Although I'm curious why you can challenge opponents of higher levels, that's not my biggest concern. I think you should also know that although you can challenge opponents of higher levels, defeating me won't be so easy. So I'd like to propose that I take ten of your strongest attacks. If I lose within ten moves, I'll become your disciple and obey your orders from now on. Otherwise, you'll become my disciple. How about that?"

Chapter 236 [Pegasus Meteor]

"Sorry for the late update!"

"Are you scared?"

Slightly taken aback, Yang Fan didn't rush to answer but instead asked in return.

To be honest, he was quite tempted by the other party's proposal. What the other party said was true. Although their cultivation levels weren't at the same starting point, their actual strength wasn't that different. Moreover, Yang Fan vaguely sensed that the other party seemed to have some reservations, as if he didn't dare to use his full cultivation.

Even so, he knew that if he were to truly fight his opponent, he could at best achieve a draw; defeating him would be difficult, let alone striking him. Therefore, a full-blown fight would only result in mutual destruction.

Moreover, there wasn't much animosity between them. What Yang Fan needed was simply the Ghostly Concealment Steps technique, while what his opponent needed was the Nine Heavens Thunderous Technique he had mastered. In truth, this suggestion wasn't significantly different from the previous request, only more demanding.

However, Yang Fan was indeed interested in the young man's strength. If he could recruit such a person, his value would be no less than Lei Laohu's. Moreover, this man was cold-blooded and skilled in scheming, while Lei Laohu was hot-tempered and impulsive. In fact, if these two could work together, they could complement each other's weaknesses.

Just like yin and yang complement each other, if these two could team up, the strength of the entire gangster club would increase exponentially, especially since this man's strength was actually that of a master at the Refining Spirit Realm. With someone like him in charge of the gangster club, it would be enough to guarantee the club's safety!

"Think what you want, it just depends on whether you dare to!"

Just as Yang Fan was pondering, the young man spoke again.

"By the way, what's your name?"

Undeterred by the other party's provocation, Yang Fan asked a completely unrelated question.

"Ghost Shadow!"

The young man simply said two words.

"Ghost Shadow? Good, not bad, I like this name. I've decided, you'll be my shadow from now on!"

"Is that so? As long as you can defeat me, I think that's no problem!"

"Alright, then take my first move, Pegasus Meteor!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Yang Fan leaped into the air again, his Blood-Drinking Sword spinning in mid-air, drawing an arc similar to Tai Chi. He transformed into a bolt of lightning, thrusting straight at his opponent.

"What a Pegasus Meteor! Fast as lightning, sword energy soaring to the sky, but unfortunately, it's all show and no substance! How about my Evil Ghost Embryo?"

Facing Yang Fan's earth-shattering attack, the youth remained unfazed, wielding his

strange blade and slashing at Yang Fan as well. At this moment, Ghost Shadow seemed to have truly transformed into an evil ghost from hell. Ghostly energy flickered on his blade, and he himself vanished from the world, leaving only his strange blade slashing towards Yang Fan.

"Clang! Clang! Clang!"

In a short span of time, Yang Fan's soft sword clashed with Ghost Shadow's strange blade over a hundred times, each time the tip of the sword touching the blade, sparking countless bursts of light.

The Pegasus Meteor, true to its name, was as fast as a celestial horse and its attacks as relentless as a meteor shower, one move after another, catching the enemy off guard. It was undoubtedly one of Yang Fan's most powerful trump cards.

Yet, he hadn't expected that his swift and powerful attack would be so easily broken by Ghost Shadow. And so decisively!

While meteors are dazzling, they are as fleeting as the sunset; the Pegasus Meteor attack was similar—dense, but unable to continue indefinitely.

When the final blow struck the blade, Yang Fan's previously taut soft sword suddenly softened, clinging to the longsword like a maggot, and then slid diagonally towards the hilt.

"Serpent's Breath!"

This move is the most unpredictable and elusive in the software, extremely difficult to master. It requires perfect coordination between the practitioner and the soft sword to unleash its full power. When the sword is drawn, it moves like a serpent, its blade twisting into countless arcs to attack the opponent. Until the tip touches the opponent's body, no one knows where the sword will strike.

Faced with this unpredictable sword strike, even the young man couldn't remain unmoved. His hidden figure finally appeared at this moment, and his location was quite unexpected. He wasn't holding the sword; instead, he appeared behind Yang Fan, his withered claws reaching directly for Yang Fan's back.

The situation was precarious. Facing the opponent's full-force attack, Yang Fan dared not be careless either. However, he ignored the figure behind him and continued to thrust his sword into the void ahead, as if he was certain that the strange sword was controlled by a real person.

"Such keen perception! I didn't expect even a person's afterimage or clone couldn't fool you!"

Just as Yang Fan's longsword was about to pierce the hilt, another figure appeared in front of him—the same young man.

Two identical figures, one wielding a sword, the other with claws, attacked Yang Fan from both sides simultaneously. Their actions were so strange and unpredictable!

However, Yang Fan ignored the figure behind him and desperately attacked the one in front, saying, "Legend has it that the Ghost Shadow Step, when cultivated to a very high level, can create countless clones, blurring the lines between reality and illusion. But your cultivation is far from perfect. I'll give you the same advice: it's all show and no substance. So, break!"

As he spoke, Yang Fan's sword-wielding stance remained unchanged, but behind him, a huge Dharma shadow suddenly appeared, surrounded by a deep blue light, exuding an imposing aura. That Dharma shadow was none other than the Immovable King!

"Boom!"

With a mere tremor after the appearance of the Immovable King, the figure behind Yang Fan was instantly obliterated. Simultaneously, a vast pressure emanated from the Immovable King, pressing down on the ghostly figure. In an instant, the ghostly figure found itself frozen in place, unable to move!

"Another Buddhist technique? Although Buddhism has a natural advantage over me, it depends on who uses it. Watch how I break it! Break it!"

Despite being immobilized by Yang Fan's Immovable King technique, the ghostly figure showed no fear. As he spoke, a similar figure appeared behind him. However, this figure was not only exceptionally terrifying in appearance, but also had a blue face, fangs, and an eerie aura.

Its head was a gigantic bull's head, while its face was that of a long horse. Its body, though human, was covered in dark blood, and riddled with wounds of varying sizes, constantly oozing blood and occasionally emanating wisps of demonic energy, adding to its malevolent aura.

"Bull-headed and horse-faced?"

Upon seeing this exceptionally terrifying monster, the phrase suddenly flashed through Yang Fan's mind. This ghostly figure truly lived up to its reputation as a member of the Ghost Shadow Sect; every move it made was so evil and sinister.

However, despite his thoughts, Yang Fan didn't hesitate at all. The Immovable King Seal was activated, and fourteen other seals simultaneously prepared: five protective seals, four auxiliary seals, and five offensive seals. The instant the strange shadow behind the ghostly figure materialized, the Solo Diamond Seal within the Immovable King Seal was activated!

First, a giant diamond, as if carved from a diamond, appeared in the hand of the Immovable King Seal. Then, like throwing a spear, the huge single diamond was hurled at the Immovable King's ghostly figure. The target of the single diamond was not the ghostly figure himself, but the ghostly figure behind him.

"Zen Dharma Seal! How do you have this?"

Seeing the scene before him, the ghostly figure could not maintain his previous composure and exclaimed in surprise.

"Zen? Zen again? First Lei Laohu, and now this ghostly figure, they have all mentioned the same name. Is there something special about Zen? Zen, Zen, should be a branch of Buddhism, but why do these people change color when they mention Zen? Is there some hidden secret I don't know about?"

Seeing the astonishment on the ghostly figure's face, Yang Fan was suddenly surprised, but his hands did not stop moving at all. Just as the single diamond was about to strike the Dharma Seal behind the ghostly figure, the Soft Blood Sword in his hand also thrust forward again in front of the ghostly figure.

The Immovable King Seal is a martial art focused on mental attacks, while Yang Fan's Soft Blood Sword is a genuine martial arts technique. Driven by his powerful mental strength, the two achieved a perfect fusion. Ultimately, all of this is due to the Nine Syllable Mantra.

It is precisely because of the unique nature of the Nine Syllable Mantra that he possesses mental strength far exceeding that of ordinary people, allowing him to unleash attack methods at the Refining Spirit Realm with the strength of a Qi Movement Realm cultivator.

Ghost Shadow was a master of the Spirit Refinement realm, which refers to cultivating spiritual power, so his ability to use spiritual attacks wasn't surprising. What puzzled him was that Yang Fan could simultaneously use martial arts while attacking with spiritual power!

Even masters at the Spirit Refinement realm expend enormous energy using spiritual power, often unable to use martial arts at the same time. Only those reaching the legendary Void Transformation realm of Spirit Refinement could simultaneously employ both. How could Yang Fan do this?

Had his cultivation reached the legendary Void Transformation realm? Impossible, absolutely impossible. His strength was only at the fifth level of Qi Movement; while he could challenge opponents of higher levels, he was far from reaching the ethereal Void Transformation realm.

But if that were the case, how could this situation be explained? Even with his supposedly extensive experience, Ghost Shadow couldn't truly understand what was happening before him. He could only watch helplessly as Yang Fan's Soft Blood Sword drew ever closer...

Chapter 237 [A Clash Between Women]

"I'm guilty, I repent. I only just finished the second chapter, and the third chapter might be even later. Brothers, can you forgive me? 555..."

"Boom!"

The diamond-like imprint slammed into the phantom behind Ghost Shadow, producing a dull thud. At the same time, the Soft Blood Sword in Yang Fan's hand coiled around Ghost Shadow's neck like a serpent. With just a slight movement, he could sever his head before the other could react!

"You lost!"

Yang Fan said expressionlessly, the Soft Blood Sword still wrapped around the other's neck.

"That's right, I lost. Although you won by using trickery, a loss is a loss. I won't deny it, and I can't deny it!"

Ghost Shadow didn't try to resist. He even put away the strange knife in his hand, looking calmly at Yang Fan. He nodded slightly.

"Then shouldn't you keep your promise?"

As he spoke, Yang Fan sheathed his soft sword, unafraid of a counterattack.

"This is the technique of the Ghost Shadow Step!"

Ghost Shadow took out a seemingly tattered animal hide from his robes and handed it to Yang Fan. At the same time, he knelt on the ground and said to Yang Fan, "Master, please accept my three bows!"

After saying that, he kowtowed heavily.

Throughout the process, Yang Fan neither helped him up nor took the animal hide from him. Instead, he waited until Ghost Shadow finished kowtowing before taking the animal hide from him and said, "From today onwards, you are my shadow. You should know what you should and shouldn't do!" After

saying that, Yang Fan turned and headed towards the thugs' club.

He had been out for so long, and many people must be worried about his safety. Also, the thugs' club had just opened today, and he, as its owner, couldn't disappear for too long. After all, if he wanted the thugs' club to operate for a long time, it was essential to maintain good relationships with those people.

Although Yang Fan didn't take their individual strength seriously, the combined power they represented was considerable. While Yang Fan's purpose in opening the hoodlum club wasn't to make money, he certainly didn't want it to be a losing proposition, so he needed to establish a good relationship with these people.

As for Ghost Shadow, to be honest, Yang Fan didn't feel anything particularly significant about his apprenticeship. He wasn't foolish enough to think that a simple bet would make Ghost Shadow truly loyal. People like Eisen were rare, especially since Ghost Shadow was a member of the Demonic Sect.

However, he didn't care about that. He already had the Ghost Shadow's Ethereal Steps, which he needed most; everything else was less important. Moreover, although he appeared to be no match for Ghost Shadow, he hadn't used his most powerful technique, the Nine Heavens Thunderclap Technique. Otherwise, Yang Fan believed that the nuclear power he had absorbed would have been enough to defeat Ghost Shadow.

It wasn't that the opponent was too weak or too strong, but rather that the cultivation technique practiced by this ghostly figure was inherently restrained by the Nine Heavens Thunder Technique, even more so than by Buddhist techniques. After all, Buddhist techniques only offer salvation, while the Nine Heavens Thunder Technique directly obliterates everything!

Seeing Yang Fan leave so decisively, the ghostly figure was clearly stunned for a moment. He didn't seem to understand Yang Fan's true intentions, but after a slight pause, he quickly chased after the place where Yang Fan had left. At first, he could still see Yang Fan's figure, but after a few steps, he completely disappeared from the entire world. It seemed that, just as Yang Fan had said, he had become Yang Fan's shadow...

Inside the thug club, the guests were chatting amongst themselves, but Dongfang Lan, one of the hosts, sat alone in a corner, holding a glass of red wine, not drinking it, just sitting there.

While Dongfang Lan's beauty might not rival that of Nalan Qingcheng or Tang Wan, she was still a stunning woman, renowned in Beijing's high society.

Especially today, after her meticulous grooming, the gap between her and Nalan Qingcheng had been infinitely narrowed, making her a striking figure in the setting.

However, her expression deterred many young men who wanted to approach her. Of course, it wasn't Dongfang Lan's aloofness that made them hesitate; for them, conquering an ice queen was often more exciting and challenging than conquering an ordinary beauty. The reason

no one dared to approach Dongfang Lan was primarily because they thought of another person: Yang Fan, the true owner of the hoodlum club, the mysterious man who disregarded even the Dongfang family and dared to reject even Beijing's most beautiful woman!

Although many of the people here today have backgrounds even more powerful than Dongfang Hao's, they are still a minority. Such people wouldn't be foolish enough to offend an unknown, powerful enemy for the sake of a woman.

Those whose strength is inferior to Dongfang Hao's, before understanding Yang Fan's background, also dare not take any rash actions. This is precisely why Dongfang Lan is surrounded by such quietness.

However, this is exactly the environment Dongfang Lan needs right now. With someone on her mind, she naturally doesn't care about these issues. The events of today—the successive appearances of Nalan Qingcheng, Tang Wan, and Shen Ruoxi, and the fight between Yang Fan and that lifeless young man alone—are enough to keep her on her toes.

A woman, once she has someone to care about, once she has someone she loves, is prone to insecurity, sensitivity, and impulsiveness. Dongfang Lan's sensitivity stems from the appearance of Shen Ruoxi and the others; her insecurity also stems from them; and her worry stems from the duel between Yang Fan and that young man!

A full hour and six minutes had passed, but there was still no news from Yang Fan. The deafening roar that had echoed throughout Yanjing had only fueled her anxiety.

"Could something have happened to Yang Fan? Impossible, absolutely impossible. He's so powerful, how could anything happen to him? But why hasn't he returned after so long? Is something holding him back?"

Holding her wine glass tightly, Dongfang Lan's small hands clenched so hard her fingers turned white, oblivious to the fact that she didn't notice. "Can I sit here?"

Just as Dongfang Lan was caught in a internal struggle, a discordant voice suddenly came from beside her.

Without turning around, without even thinking, Dongfang Lan said, "No!"

Anyone familiar with Dongfang Lan would know she was angry if they saw her like this, and when the Eastern Fairy got angry, the consequences were often severe. People usually avoided her as far as possible. However, this person seemed not to understand Dongfang Lan today, and still asked unhurriedly, "Really not allowed?"

"No, why are you so... huh?"

Displeased, Dongfang Lan initially wanted to turn around and reprimand the other person, but when she turned and saw their face clearly, she swallowed the words she was about to say. Her expression became unusually flustered, and she stammered, "How...how could it be you? If you want to sit, then sit!"

After saying this, Dongfang Lan hurriedly put down her wine glass, clutching the hem of her dress, and bowing her head slightly, appearing extremely flustered. To make a woman as alluring as Dongfang Lan flustered like this was truly rare in the entire capital, even Yang Fan was no exception. Yet,

this person, simply by standing there, made Dongfang Lan feel so inadequate, demonstrating the immense power of this person's aura. Moreover, the identity of the person who could make Dongfang Lan so guilty was obvious!

Indeed, this person was none other than Yang Fan's current empress, Shen Ruoxi!

Dongfang Lan didn't understand why she would take the initiative to approach her; logically, given their status, this shouldn't be the case. Was she here to settle scores? One was the empress, the other a mistress in the shadows—no wonder Dongfang Lan was so pathetic.

Although she often teased Yang Fan about wanting to meet the empress sometime, to see her face, when the woman actually appeared before her, Dongfang Lan felt utterly insecure.

At this moment, she felt like she was back in kindergarten, on her first day, facing her classmates and teacher. It was like a child who had done something wrong being called in for a talk with the teacher. In front of Shen Ruoxi, she found herself unable to even breathe loudly, let alone say anything else.

Her intelligence, her wit, her allure—all were exposed before Shen Ruoxi, like the White Bone Demon encountering Sun Wukong, completely subjugated!

Ignoring Dongfang Lan's unease, Shen Ruoxi sat down opposite her and said directly, "Dongfang Lan? Founder of Dongfang Lido, teacher at Peking University, illegitimate daughter of Dongfang Feiyang, the current head of the Dongfang family. She lost her mother at ten and suffered greatly in the Dongfang family. At thirteen, she left the family and disappeared from Peking University. Five years later, she reappeared in Peking University and founded Dongfang Lido, transforming it from an unknown, suppressed small business into a well-known brand throughout China in just five years. Two years ago, she suddenly joined Peking University as a teacher… Miss Dongfang, is there anything wrong with what I've said?"

Hearing this, Dongfang Lan was first taken aback, then smiled bitterly, "With Miss Shen's influence, it's indeed not difficult for you to investigate the background of someone as insignificant as me. That's right, there's no discrepancy whatsoever, even clearer than I remember myself. But Miss Shen, don't you think it's very impolite to investigate someone's privacy without their consent? And as the head of a bureau, Miss Shen shouldn't be unaware of this principle, right?"

Chapter 238 [Replacing]

"Finally finished, sigh!"

"It was indeed a very impolite thing to do, and from a legal point of view, what I did was illegal. If Miss Dongfang wants to sue me, there's nothing I can do. However, as a woman, a husband's wife, I don't care if I use a little trick to find out about my husband's other women, even if it's illegal!"

Slightly taken aback, Shen Ruoxi obviously didn't expect Dongfang Lan to retaliate like this, but she still spoke up.

"That's right, as a woman, a husband's wife, Miss Shen's actions are indeed understandable. If it were me, I would probably do the same. However, Miss Shen, I have a few questions, and I hope you can answer them for me."

After a brief moment of panic, Dongfang Lan had calmed down. After all, she was able to create a super enterprise like Dongfang Lido single-handedly, which couldn't be done just by being beautiful. You have to know that what she has experienced over the years is far beyond what ordinary people can imagine, and these experiences are invaluable assets to her.

If Shen Ruoxi hadn't caught her off guard, she wouldn't have lost her composure. After a brief preparation, she quickly regained her usual calm and launched her most effective counterattack.

"Oh, what do you want to ask? To show my apology for investigating you, I'll tell you everything I know about myself!"

Shen Ruoxi said with a smile.

"First, Miss Shen, as the director of the Yanjing Police Bureau, you are a public figure, and I have not heard any news that you are married. Second, also based on the first point, even if you are married, who is your husband? Third, from what you're saying, it seems I'm your husband's mistress. So, Miss Shen, what's going on here?"

Before Shen Ruoxi could answer, she continued, "Yes, I am indeed helping Yang Fan manage this club, and I don't deny that I have feelings for him. If possible, I would marry him at all costs. But, Miss Shen, what does this have to do with you? Have you and Yang Fan already established a relationship, or have you already obtained a marriage certificate? Otherwise, why are you investigating me as Yang Fan's wife?"

Faced with Dongfang Lan's aggressive questioning, Shen Ruoxi finally... Understood. This woman before him was indeed as difficult to deal with as the rumors suggested. Her barrage of questions had left him speechless, and judging from her tone, she clearly wanted to compete with him for the position of first wife!

Indeed, he hadn't publicly revealed his relationship with Yang Fan, nor had they obtained a marriage certificate or held a wedding banquet, so what right did he have to use his status as first wife to pressure her? Was he really going to publicly announce his relationship with Yang Fan in front of everyone? If that were the case, wouldn't the Shen family and the Nalan family truly go to war?

Although Nalan Qingcheng probably already knew about her relationship with Yang Fan, knowing and admitting it were two completely different things. At least with the former, he could deny it, and Nalan Qingcheng could only tacitly agree. But if he admitted it, it would be like slapping Nalan Qingcheng and the Nalan family across the face. Neither Nalan Qingcheng nor the Nalan family would... It's impossible to suffer such a huge loss.

As long as she doesn't publicly acknowledge this identity, she can't legitimately be with Yang Fan, nor can she use her position as the first wife to suppress other women. Dongfang Lan seized on this point, which is why she spoke so bluntly and openly—she wanted to silence her, or even replace her!

After all, compared to her, Dongfang Lan had none of those concerns. Of course, Dongfang Lan's words also implied another meaning: they could coexist peacefully—you be the Empress of the Eastern Palace, I'll be the Empress of the Western Palace, and neither will interfere with the other.

But what woman would willingly share her lover with someone else? Especially a strong and independent woman like Shen Ruoxi, who would never make any concessions on such matters.

But the problem is, she now finds herself forced to make concessions. There wasn't even a chance for her to back down. Because Dongfang Lan had completely seized the initiative and the power of discourse.

In negotiations and social interactions, how could Shen Ruoxi, as the police chief, possibly be a match for Dongfang Lan, a businesswoman? Let alone one, probably ten or eight wouldn't be her match.

Realizing this, Shen Ruoxi couldn't help but feel frustrated. After all, hadn't she and Yang Fan already... been intimate? And he had naturally slept in her bed. How could it be that now, even though she knew he had another woman, she couldn't say anything, and instead, she was being suppressed by him?

What kind of situation was this? Was there any justice in the world? Shen Ruoxi suddenly remembered a female protagonist in a certain TV drama, who, seemingly because she was too kind, had her husband not only take a concubine but also bring her home, taking over her position...

The thought of this situation made Shen Ruoxi feel like a mouse with its tail between its legs, almost jumping up from her seat. Only then did Shen Ruoxi begin to take Dongfang Lan seriously, and she had to consider her as an equal. She suddenly realized that compared to Dongfang Lan, she had no advantage whatsoever, and was even slightly at a disadvantage. They were now competing on a completely fair level!

The thought of competing with another woman for the same man filled Shen Ruoxi with frustration. What was so good about Yang Fan? Why did so many women revolve around him? First, there was Gu Feifei, then Dongfang Lan, and then his former fiancée—who, despite being jilted, still shamelessly clung to him? And then

there was Tang Wan, who was clearly so old, almost old enough to call him "auntie," yet she still tried to seduce Yang Fan. How could these women be so shameless? However, Shen Ruoxi seemed to have forgotten that she was also one of these people…

“Hmph, so what if it’s fair competition? I don’t believe it! Yang Fan has already snuck into my back, do you think you can steal him away?”

However, Shen Ruoxi was Shen Ruoxi after all. Although she was a little annoyed, she didn’t care much. On the contrary, Dongfang Lan’s assertiveness aroused her fighting spirit.

Men have their own way of fighting, and women also have their own unique ways of attacking. Dongfang Lan was inspired by Shen Ruoxi, but she also felt Shen Ruoxi’s fighting spirit. The two of them, like victorious roosters, held their heads high, their beautiful eyes and captivating gazes fixed on each other in mid-air. It seemed as if flames were gathering in their eyes and launching attacks at each other.

Not to mention the two of them, even those who were far away could clearly feel the invisible fighting spirit between them. As if guessing the two women's thoughts, they both chose to stay away from the battlefield to avoid being caught in the flames of war...

Coincidentally, Yang Fan returned just then, and the moment he entered, he witnessed this scene. Wisely, Yang Fan also chose to distance himself from the flames of war. Although he didn't know why these two women had suddenly gotten together, it told him directly that what he saw was definitely not a good thing, and he should run as far away as possible!

The banquet had progressed to the point where it was time for the dance. The entire club was filled with soothing music, and countless men and women were dancing together.

Yang Fan retreated, almost reaching the door, when suddenly a voice came from behind him: "Why are you leaving so soon?"

Yang Fan turned around and saw Tang Wan standing behind him. Although caught red-handed, Yang Fan was obviously not foolish enough to admit it. He immediately said, "No, I just wanted to look around. Didn't you see everyone dancing? I wanted to find a dance partner too!"

"Oh, really? Have you found a suitable partner yet?"

Tang Wan asked with a smile.

"No, I found I'm not very popular. Nobody wants to dance with me, so I think I'll sit in a corner!"

Yang Fan said awkwardly. He couldn't very well tell Tang Wan that he couldn't dance and was just saying that to appease her, could he?

"By the way, how did things go?"

Fortunately, Tang Wan didn't seem to care too much about the question and asked again.

"It's resolved!"

"That's good!"

Tang Wan didn't ask any more questions but suddenly said, "Since you haven't found a suitable partner, and I don't have one either, how about we temporarily pair up?"

"This... is that appropriate?"

Yang Fan was a little embarrassed. He even regretted it. Why did he have to choose such a lame excuse when he had so many other reasons?

What should he do now? Refuse? Definitely not. Refusing an invitation from a beautiful woman would be incredibly impolite. But what if he didn't refuse? The dances at these parties are all standard ballroom dances, which he doesn't know. What if he accidentally steps on her foot or bumps into her head?

That would be the least of his worries. What if he accidentally touches something he shouldn't? Would she think he was taking advantage of her? If that happened, his reputation would be ruined...

However, Tang Wan didn't give Yang Fan much time. She had already extended a slender hand, inviting him to join her.

"I'll give it my all! It's just a dance, I refuse to believe I can't do it!"

With that thought, Yang Fan was ready to go all out. He reached out and took Tang Wan's outstretched hand, slowly walking towards the dance floor...

Chapter 239 [Don't Look at What You Shouldn't See]

"Although I really don't want to say it, I still have to tell you brothers that for the next period of time, I might only be able to update twice a day. I've been busy lately and might even have to go on a long trip. To avoid any breaks in updates, I have to work hard to save up some chapters these next few days and then ask the editor to help me upload them. So I don't dare to ask for any more flowers anymore. I just hope you brothers won't blame me. Once things settle down, I'll definitely release more chapters! But I still hope you brothers can let me occupy the last place on the flower ranking. If you do, I'll be extremely grateful!"

To the sound of melodious music, Yang Fan was pulled by Tang Wan and slowly walked into the center of the dance floor. Under the colorful lights, Tang Wan, dressed in an antique-style long dress, shone even brighter and more dazzlingly. She was like a woman enveloped in a halo, like a natural goddess emerging from a dark forest—ethereal, otherworldly, captivating, and alluring!

A slight upturn at the corners of her lips revealed a hint of innocence, a touch of cuteness, but above all, the charm and cunning of a mature woman. Her hands were soft, smooth, and boneless, like a tiny mud puddle, as if they would slip through one's fingers at the slightest carelessness. Moreover, her hands seemed to carry a faint fragrance.

Yang Fan couldn't smell it, but he felt it should be there, it must be there! It wasn't Yang Fan's first time holding a woman's hand, nor his first time touching a woman's body, but he felt that same flustered feeling he had experienced the first time, like a virgin experiencing his first stirrings of love. However

, what made Yang Fan feel even more helpless was that he couldn't dance at all. Therefore, his body, pulled by Tang Wan, felt somewhat stiff, and even his palms were sweaty.

Seemingly sensing Yang Fan's ulterior motives, Tang Wan smiled slightly, as if finding it amusing. She took Yang Fan's free hand with her other hand and guided it towards her waist, saying, "Hold my waist!"

Following her lead, Yang Fan's free hand touched her slender waist. It was smooth, soft, and slippery to the touch. Whether it was the slippery fabric of her clothes or her naturally supple skin, Yang Fan's hand, which should have been resting on her waist, involuntarily slid down.

Naturally, his right hand, which should have been on her waist, involuntarily slid to her full, pert buttocks…

As if startled by Yang Fan's movement, Tang Wan slightly shifted her body. Because they were so close, her unusually full breasts involuntarily rubbed against Yang Fan's chest!

"It was around the waist, not there. Although I know you didn't mean it, aren't you afraid Ruoxi will see?"

Tang Wan didn't seem to mind the intimacy with Yang Fan, showing no displeasure at his unintentional inappropriate behavior.

"I'm sorry, actually I... I can't dance!"

Only then did Yang Fan realize that his right hand was not only shamefully pressed against her buttocks, but also constantly rubbing them in small, subtle motions. If his previous actions were unintentional, this action was quite excessive... However, Yang Fan still tried his best to explain.

"Mmm..."

Tang Wan's body trembled, and she couldn't help but let out a soft moan. She let Yang Fan place his hand on her waist, but she didn't expect his hand to slide down her waist all the way to her buttocks. And that wasn't all; he actually started stroking her there...

But what she found most shameful was that this seemingly unintentional action by Yang Fan produced a strong sensation within her... a sensation she had never experienced before, yet it was like a drug, impossible to refuse, impossible to resist!

"It's okay, I'll teach you how to dance. It's actually very simple. You just need to follow my instructions. I believe with your talent, you'll quickly grasp the rhythm!"

Suppressing the strange feeling in her heart, Tang Wan had no choice but to move Yang Fan's hand, which was still on her buttocks, back to its original position.

"Really?"

Yang Fan asked awkwardly.

"Why don't you try and see?"

Tang Wan rolled her eyes at him, clearly displeased with his low-class groping.

"Alright then, what should I do now?"

Yang Fan pretended not to notice, acting like a diligent student.

Under the guidance of a responsible teacher like Tang Wan, Yang Fan quickly mastered the basic posture. He placed one hand on Tang Wan's slender back, interlaced his fingers with hers with the other, and, with their eyes meeting, stiffly moved his feet according to Tang Wan's commands.

"Backward, yes, like that, back again, yes, forward..."

Yang Fan felt he truly had a talent for dancing. In just a few minutes, he had already grasped the knack, and he even discovered that he actually enjoyed the atmosphere of dancing. Of course, if the person he was dancing with were someone else, that would be a different story! When Tang Wan told him to move forward, he almost didn't think, lifting his right foot forward in a large stride...

"Bang!"

His body had only taken half a step when Yang Fan collided with her. If he hadn't reacted quickly and grabbed her waist, Tang Wan would have been knocked over!

"Are you alright?"

Their bodies were pressed tightly together, and Yang Fan, forgetting to separate, asked with concern.

"I'm fine!"

Feeling the swelling pain from the two soft mounds against her chest, Tang Wan felt like crying. If it weren't for Yang Fan's concerned expression, she would have thought he was deliberately taking advantage of her. "I told you to move forward, how did you bump into me?"

"I did move forward,"

Yang Fan said, recalling his previous movements. It seemed that he hadn't made any mistakes.

"Then you should have stepped with your left foot first!"

"But you didn't tell me which foot to step with first!"

Yang Fan felt a little wronged because one of his feet was still being stepped on by Tang Wan's high heels...

However, at this moment, Tang Wan's whole body was lying on top of him, surrounded by her fragrant body, and the air was filled with a faint fragrance like orchids. Even though the pain in his foot made him wince, he still couldn't bear to let go and even took a few more deep breaths of the fragrance.

Tang Wan's face flushed red, her beautiful eyes slightly angry. For so many years, her breasts, untouched by anyone, had suffered such brutal abuse! Even she herself couldn't bear to treat her precious breasts like this!

The pain in her chest made her breathing rapid, yet within that pain was a tingling, electric-like sensation that spread throughout her body, giving her a strangely comfortable feeling. She even hoped for another impact, and a more intense one…

"It's okay, everyone's like this the first time they learn. Let's take it slow!"

After realizing just how novice Yang Fan was, Tang Wan became much more attentive and careful in her instruction, reminding him of every detail and movement.

Yang Fan wasn't an idiot; in fact, he had a good foundation in martial arts. So this time, their coordination was quite good, and under Tang Wan's guidance, he gradually entered the realm of 'dance'.

This small ripple quickly passed. The lights were dim, and Yang Fan and Tang Wan weren't standing in the center of the dance floor, so their brief pause didn't attract much attention.

Although Yang Fan tried his best to avoid it, it's inevitable that men and women will bump into each other while dancing together. And being a novice, he would still occasionally step on Tang Wan's foot or stumble into Luo Xin's arms. Neither of them seemed to mind, focusing intently on the dance.

However, unlike other dance partners, their eyes barely met, quickly looking away when they did. Yang Fan's attention was mostly focused on which foot to step with, while Tang Wan's mind wandered elsewhere.

From Yang Fan's perspective, however, dancing with a voluptuous body felt quite nice. And looking her up and down, Yang Fan discovered that Tang Wan, who was already quite pretty, also had a great figure.

What did she look like? You could say Tang Wan's beauty was classical, ethereal and dreamlike. In other words, someone might not remember her exact features, but they would never forget her aura.

Her long, black, glossy hair inspired an irresistible urge to touch it. Those delicate, curved eyebrows resembled a natural waning crescent moon, bright yet aloof. But paired with those long, narrow glasses, they gave the illusion of being bewitched.

Her nose was quite high, with thick nostrils, exaggeratedly shaped like garlic bulbs, which ironically added a touch of roundness to her slightly thin face. Combined with her full, plump lips, her entire face was perfectly proportioned, leaving a lasting impression at first glance.

Yet, despite seeing such a distinctive face countless times, Yang Fan could never quite remember it. This was undoubtedly due to his long exposure to beautiful women and a degree of aesthetic fatigue.

Looking further down, Yang Fan's gaze fell upon Tang Wan's fair neck and rounded shoulders. She wore a low-cut evening gown. Two strips of fabric, presumably shoulder straps, draped limply over her shoulders; if it weren't for the stiff fabric covering her breasts, her dress would likely have slipped to the ground.

Her outfit was clearly custom-made. Given the rather sexy style of the top, one would expect a pleated skirt held up by steel bars, but Yang Fan's gaze fell upon her lower body and discovered that it was actually a fishtail skirt tightly hugging her waist.

Yang Fan looked away, scrutinizing her again, and couldn't resist pulling on Tang Wan's slender waist, giving her a slight turn so her back was facing him.

Seeing Tang Wan's fair and delicate back, Yang Fan was even more shocked. Exposed shoulders, exposed chest, and now a daringly exposed back—this girl really dared to show off!

However, Tang Wan's skin was fair and flawless, without a single blemish. Every exposed part of her body was a pure, rosy white, without a single unsightly spot. Such beautiful skin—it would be a shame not to show it off! Chapter 240 [Brain Fever] (

May 2nd) After admiring the beautiful woman's figure up close, Yang Fan couldn't help but exclaim, "Sister Tang, your skin is so good, so beautiful! You look absolutely stunning in this dress!" Yang Fan's heartfelt praise made Tang Wan feel much better. But before she could feel smug for long, Yang Fan's gesture of reaching out to touch her made her panic. Tang Wan was, after all, a mature woman, and quite knowledgeable about matters between men and women. From the way other men looked at her, she could completely understand the true intentions in their eyes. But this wasn't a big deal to her, and she didn't care about other people's gazes, since she couldn't control other people's thoughts.

However, Yang Fan was different. She felt so much different about this man in her life that she always had to consider his feelings.

Unfortunately, the Yang Fan of today was no longer the same man he once was. She tried everything, but nothing could make him remember what happened back then. To try and awaken his memory, she even invited him to dance. But the effect seemed minimal… Now, with Yang Fan looking at her with great admiration and even taking the initiative, Tang Wan felt more hesitant.

After a moment's hesitation, Tang Wan raised her hands and placed herself in Yang Fan's arms. As they danced again, their feelings were quite different from before.

Without verbal communication, it's easy for thoughts to wander, especially during physical intimacy. At this moment, physiological reactions are easily amplified, and hormones in both men and women are easily over-secreted.

Unconsciously, Tang Wan's steps became unsteady, and she would occasionally step on Yang Fan's shoes. She knew exactly which step to take, but her body was incredibly stiff, her feet wouldn't obey her commands, and she would unconsciously step on the wrong things.

It was as if their roles had been reversed. Originally, Tang Wan was teaching Yang Fan to dance, but now she was the one following Yang Fan's steps. Fortunately, Yang Fan had a good understanding and had already grasped the key points of the dance, so he didn't malfunction at this moment; otherwise, the two of them would have become a laughing stock...

The more expensive the evening gown and suit, the thinner the fabric, making it seem like they were naked. Yang Fan and Tang Wan were so close, hugging so tightly, that some physiological reaction was inevitable due to the friction.

The cost of a woman's beauty usually depends on her tolerance for pain. They not only have to endure the daily struggle of dieting and various artificial substances, but also have to wear ill-fitting clothes and shoes from time to time, all to make themselves look more beautiful.

Tang Wan's figure, excluding her chest, was originally excellent—slender, well-proportioned, and with all parts in perfect proportion. The dress she wore was also extremely well-fitting, looking absolutely perfect on her.

However, anything can happen. The dress designer, no matter how meticulously planned, probably never imagined that Tang Wan would pop a button off her dress simply because her breasts were too prominent!

Women are always much better than men at handling embarrassing situations and reacting quickly. The moment she realized the button on her chest had popped, Tang Wan swiftly grabbed the seam and rushed into Yang Fan's arms.

"Xiao Fan, help me! The button on my dress fell off, can you hold me and help me cover it up?"

Tang Wan didn't think much; she just wanted to get away from there as quickly as possible. If people discovered that she had popped a button, they would probably suspect she had silicone injections in her breasts, and the mere stares from them would be enough to make her die of embarrassment.

Yang Fan, supporting Tang Wan, casually glanced at her back, then examined it closely for a long time before finally realizing what was going on. The secret to Tang Wan's dress design lay in the invisible shoulder straps. The simple large Y-shape connected the two ends to the shoulder straps at the top and led to the waist at the bottom, with the three points supporting each other. Even under significant pulling force, it wouldn't tear.

However, this U-shaped structure had a major flaw: all the support was concentrated at the central node. If the central node failed, the entire dress would slip to the ground like a tattered rag, covered in dust.

Symmetrically, like the Y-shaped structure on the back, there was also a Y-shape on the front of Tang Wan's dress. However, the two upward points connected to the two centers of the chest, while the downward point split in two below the chest, connecting with the Y-shape on the back. In other

words, the button Tang Wan had undone was actually the central support point of the dress. Whether it's the Y-shape of the back maintaining the dress's aesthetic appeal, or the Y-shape of the front acting as a bust support and breast pads, the final point of stress is all on this small button…

Someone is offering their breasts up close for close inspection; unless there's an urgent matter to attend to, not refusing to admire them would be disrespectful. Especially when the woman offering her breasts is a beauty, and her breasts are exceptionally well-shaped and perky.

Although Yang Fan didn't say anything, his staring intently at Tang Wan's breasts, practically burying his eyes in that deep cleavage, already revealed his thoughts.

Tang Wan didn't care whether Yang Fan was lecherously staring at her breasts or how much he had seen of her snow-white, full breasts and deep cleavage. Because of her earlier movements, her ample bust had caused her trouble at the most inopportune moment.

Meanwhile, Yang Fan was also pondering how to help Tang Wan. After some thought, he simply wrapped one arm around Tang Wan's slender waist and the other around her arm, pulling her into his embrace in a classic pose, letting her back rest against his chest. This way, he could protect her!

In that instant, Tang Wan felt as if her soul had left her body; she couldn't control her flesh at all. All the pain, pleasure, tingling, and weakness seemed to have left her body, leaving her beautiful frame stiff against Yang Fan's chest.

To move or not to move? That was the question. Rationally, Tang Wan wanted to move. Even if she was very interested in Yang Fan, she couldn't be so bold as to make such an ambiguous pose in front of so many people!

Yang Fan, on the other hand, didn't have so many chaotic thoughts. Most of his energy was focused on Tang Wan's beautiful figure; that warm, soft, and delicate feeling wasn't something everyone could experience…

Everyone's attention was focused on their respective dance partners. Because of this, almost no one noticed Yang Fan and Tang Wan's subtle movements.

In this situation, if Tang Wan hadn't moved, it wouldn't have mattered. But after the initial panic, her brain regained control of her body.

Realizing she could move, Tang Wan's first thought was to break free from Yang Fan's grasp. This was a normal woman's reaction, and understandable.

But Yang Fan had locked her in too tightly; aside from using too much force, he had employed his full range of grappling and fighting techniques. Under these circumstances, it would have been strange if Tang Wan, with her small arms and legs, could have broken free.

What to do if she couldn't? Submit? Show weakness? Give in? These words simply didn't exist in Tang Wan's dictionary! She would break free no matter what! She used every trick in the book to try and escape Yang Fan's embrace. If moving her upper body didn't work, she would move her lower body; if moving her lower body didn't work, she would try her middle body…

In just a few minutes, every muscle in Tang Wan's body had been used. If anyone else had witnessed this scene, they would have been astonished by her superb yoga skills.

Tang Wan swayed her upper body, and Yang Fan could pretend nothing was happening, at most slightly distracted and tightening his grip on her. She swayed her lower body as well; no matter how much her legs stretched, Yang Fan could always quickly move away before she stepped on his feet.

The crucial problem arose when Tang Wan swayed her midsection. Her little buttocks twisted. And twisted again… such a movement was bound to cause trouble.

In their tightly pressed position, even just moving her upper body was enough to arouse Yang Fan, but all his energy was focused elsewhere, so he didn't experience any physical reaction. Until Tang Wan launched her attack on his midsection, the problem arose!

No matter where Yang Fan's energy was focused, his penis, under the multiple stimulations of fullness, smoothness, and warmth, experienced a normal male functional response, completely disregarding his reason. The blood-boiling sensation immediately seized control of his brain's information flow.

At a time like this, it's becoming increasingly difficult for Yang Fan to pretend to be focused on other things.

For the first time in his life, Yang Fan understood why the more luxurious the dress, the less fabric it used and the more expensive it was. He had vaguely sensed it while dancing, but now the feeling was even clearer. Only such a high-end dress could provide this almost naked, intimate touch; just that feeling alone was worth the price!

The smooth touch, with Tang Wan's swaying hips and movements, seeped into Yang Fan's soul, making it impossible for him to pretend to be nonchalant. His breathing became heavy.

All the reactions a man should and shouldn't have rushed to Yang Fan's lower body, and the part of him that was making him angry immediately slammed into a hard spot.

What kind of chemical reaction would occur when a man's most prominent part pressed against a woman's concave area? Sexual attraction, increased hormone secretion, that was for sure. What else? Naturally, blood flow would increase, and his head would get hot!

Chapter 241 [Is it nice to touch?]

"Damn, the power went out. It just came back on. I only have one chapter left. I'll get back to writing right away and hopefully finish it before midnight!" Yang

Fan's thoughts were starting to wander. His reason told him that he should let go of the restless little vixen in his arms and focus on what he needed to do, but his primal instincts made him reluctant

to give up that sweet touch. Tang Wan's self-control was far inferior to Yang Fan's, and her performance was naturally even more pathetic. Her body went limp, almost collapsing, and half of her weight was actually on the thing pressing against him!

The height ratio between men and women can be a real problem at times. If it were Gu Feifei or Shen Ruolan, who were both much shorter than Yang Fan, even if he had a reaction, he would at most poke their slender waists, which wouldn't be a big deal.

But unfortunately, Tang Wan's height was a perfect match for Yang Fan's, even more so than Shen Ruoxi's. So much so that Yang Fan's erect and firm member smoothly slid down Tang Wan's groin and into that secluded valley. Because the clothing on both of them was so thin, they naturally found themselves in a rear-entry position.

Without those two thin layers of fabric, the consequences would have been even more unimaginable…

Tang Wan, panting heavily, was in a daze, focused only on her body's reactions and unconsciously wanting to move. If

she didn't move, she would at most feel a little uncomfortable from the pressure, a slight burning and itching sensation below, but not much else. But she did move…

Friction generates heat, attraction between the sexes, and when the most intimate parts of a man and woman are pressed together, and they are silently rubbing against each other, it would be strange if there weren't some secretions.

Yang Fan felt a warm sensation in that firm place, as if it were soaked in something; with a slight movement, the sensation seemed less pronounced.

When a man is erect, remaining still is obviously extremely uncomfortable. Yang Fan's slight movement immediately made him feel much better, and because of Tang Wan's bodily fluids, this movement instantly provided him with a reason to feel even more comfortable.

Forward. Forward, and forward again… The incomparably pleasurable temptation drew Yang Fan's body forward unconsciously.

As if bewitched, Tang Wan, in a daze, not only allowed Yang Fan to violate her but also actively cooperated, continuing to move backward.

Actually, whether Tang Wan moved or not was no longer important; her body was limp and powerless, almost entirely hanging on Yang Fan, with the weight resting only on a single point on his body. Even

though Tang Wan was slender, she still weighed several tens of kilograms, all of which was hanging on Yang Fan's erection, yet he didn't feel any discomfort; on the contrary, he found it extremely enjoyable.

If anyone else had noticed this, they would definitely have gasped in surprise. The position of the two looked truly bizarre!

Yang Fan stood with his feet slightly apart, almost shoulder-width apart, his upper body leaning back slightly, and his abdomen sticking out. If it weren't for his hands wrapped around Tang Wan's waist and neck, he would have looked like a child urinating.

Tang Wan's posture wasn't much better. Her hands were behind her, supporting her on Yang Fan's hips, her buttocks resting on his back, only a small part of her body touching his waist and abdomen. Her feet barely touched the ground; it didn't look like she could stand steadily at all, yet she was standing firmly.

How could such a strange posture not evoke rich associations?

In fact, the two weren't doing anything good. While they weren't adulterers, readily agreeing to commit a shameful act, they weren't exactly virtuous people either, using a rather unusual posture to contemplate Zen.

No matter how confused Tang Wan's mind was, no matter how much she tried to deceive herself into thinking it was all just a nightmare, she ultimately had to face reality.

As her mental confusion gradually subsided, but the strange physical stimulation intensified, she decided to do something to extricate herself from her predicament.

Tang Wan, having heard of some unorthodox technique from somewhere, naively assumed that by making Yang Fan "get aroused," he would be exhausted and unable to continue harassing her, leaving her in a miserable situation. She failed to consider that there were many people nearby who could easily provide assistance with a simple call, thus escaping her predicament… Having made up

her mind, Tang Wan began to vigorously sway her hips, trying to disengage Yang Fan's "ammunition" and prevent him from forcing his way into her.

This reversal of roles naturally made Yang Fan even more comfortable, experiencing immense physical pleasure. However, Yang Fan still felt somewhat bewildered; he couldn't understand what Tang Wan was up to. Regardless, Tang Wan had willingly walked into his trap. Yang Fan naturally had no reason to let her off easily.

Yang Fan's hand, which was around Tang Wan's neck, unconsciously began to slide down; he was already considering letting go. But for some reason, Tang Wan seemed to be holding a grudge against Yang Fan. Feeling his left hand slip away, instead of taking the opportunity to pull away, she grabbed his left hand and placed it on her chest.

Undeniably, Yang Fan had wanted to touch Tang Wan's breasts for a long time. Ever since he noticed the slit in her dress, noticed her snow-white breasts, and noticed their excessive firmness, he had wanted to touch them. But he never expected happiness to come so suddenly!

Firm breasts, besides being perfectly shaped and very alluring, had a soft yet firm, incredibly smooth feel to the touch, naturally much better than limp breasts. As Yang Fan felt the comfortable touch on his left hand, this thought unconsciously surfaced in his mind.

"Is it... nice to touch?"

Tang Wan initially intended to question Yang Fan in a cold voice, but due to the heat and sensation she felt from rubbing herself, her tone unconsciously softened, creating a strange blend of subjective coldness and objective allure.

Yang Fan's breath caught in his throat, and his hands stiffened.

Embarrassment, undeniably embarrassing. Yang Fan even felt a pang of shame. He had originally intended to let go. But when she pulled him closer, he couldn't resist and ended up grabbing her all over. And that wasn't all; he was even mentally evaluating her. This was truly... shameful, so shameful!

"Mmm..."

Whether it was from Yang Fan's grip hurting her breasts or from the intense rubbing, Tang Wan suddenly let out a soft, seductive moan. If she hadn't bitten her lower lip to suppress the sound, she and Yang Fan would have become the center of attention.

The heat and moisture enveloped Yang Fan's tip, making him unconsciously want to move it.

"No...don't move!"

Tang Wan seemed to sense something and pinched Yang Fan to stop him from moving.

"Bang bang..."

Yang Fan didn't move, and barely managed to control his desires, but his organs wouldn't obey him, throbbing involuntarily under the pressure of his blood.

"Oh God... I'm going to die! I've wet my pants..."

In just a few minutes, Tang Wan had gone from a victim forcibly bound to a wanton harlot cooperating with her abuser. The most humiliating thing for her was losing control of her bladder in public!

Excited emotions, a dense crowd, an unprecedented experience... all of this intertwined at the same time, making it far too stimulating for Tang Wan. So, she naturally mistook the normal physiological phenomenon of her body secreting fluids for urinary incontinence.

In those few seconds of rapid change, Yang Fan experienced a strange sensation, as if an infinite suction force was pulling through two layers of fabric, locking his body in place, and enveloping him in moisture and warmth.

If it weren't for the inappropriateness of firing his weapon here, Yang Fan would have actually wanted to shudder and, taking advantage of the suction, release the floodgates and ejaculate. Of course, if Shen Ruoxi's voice hadn't appeared at the right time, the situation would have been even worse!

"Yang Fan, when did you get back? Why didn't you tell us?"

Seeing Shen Ruoxi and Dongfang Lan arrive hand-in-hand, Yang Fan's eyes nearly popped out of their sockets. He simply couldn't believe that the two women, who were practically fighting each other just a moment ago, had suddenly become best friends!

If Yang Fan hadn't witnessed their fierce rivalry not long ago, he would have suspected that these two were actually good friends, best friends!

"You... what's going on?"

After a long pause, Yang Fan was at a loss for words, and could only stammer as he pointed at the two women, his eyes wide.

"What do you mean 'you'? 'our'? Did Dongfang and I hit it off immediately?"

Seemingly quite pleased with Yang Fan's expression, Shen Ruoxi laughed, while Dongfang Lan simply smiled silently.

"Sure, whatever you say is fine!"

Yang Fan realized that this world was truly crazy; when did rivals become best friends? Given Shen Ruoxi's personality, would she calmly accept Dongfang Lan? And given Dongfang Lan's personality, would she willingly become a concubine?

No, definitely not. The Dongfang Lan and Shen Ruoxi that Yang Fan knew, though different in personality, shared one thing in common: independence, autonomy, and staunch feminist defenders. Women like them would never compromise in love, much less admit defeat to other women. If they were to get together, it wouldn't end peacefully without a huge uproar. That

's why, upon discovering them together, Yang Fan not only didn't join in the fun, but kept his distance, afraid of being caught in the crossfire.

But seeing the two women so intimate, Yang Fan suddenly realized he was confused again…

Chapter 242 [The Mouse Pays New Year's Greeting to the Cat]

Yang Fan felt this world was too crazy; even mice were paying New Year's greetings to cats! Shen Ruoxi and Dongfang Lan had actually made peace and united against a common enemy—how could such a thing happen?

No, at least that's what Yang Fan thought. If he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, he would never have believed it. But he had witnessed it firsthand, which left him utterly shocked!

Although he was puzzled, it was a perfect opportunity to slip away, given the awkwardness of what had just happened between him and Tang Wan. Being able to escape was naturally a welcome relief for Yang Fan. He called out to Tang Wan and then went to talk to Shen Ruoxi.

Tang Wan wanted to stop Yang Fan, but there were too many people around, and considering her current state… she could only watch helplessly as he left.

Shen Ruoxi glanced at Yang Fan and asked with a smile, "How was the taste of the famous Miss Tang from Yanjing?"

Hearing her ambiguous question, Yang Fan couldn't help but chuckle, pulling her close and following her lead, saying, "It's just two pieces of meat, isn't it? They're pretty much the same."

Upon hearing this, Shen Ruoxi's pretty face immediately turned bright red, and she quickly looked around to see if anyone had overheard. Even the bold Dongfang Lan reacted in the same way, her face even redder than Shen Ruoxi's.

Yang Fan hadn't expected his double-edged question to be so effective, instantly extinguishing their passion. In his smugness, his smile grew even brighter.

Shen Ruoxi was incredibly embarrassed. If she had known Yang Fan would utter such a shockingly crude remark, she shouldn't have asked in that provocative tone. She herself was already a married woman, which was one thing, but Dongfang Lan, standing beside her, was still a virgin! How could she bear to hear such words?

"What nonsense are you spouting! What do you mean...that...that...saying such vulgar things, don't you even consider the occasion!"

Shen Ruoxi stomped her foot angrily. If it weren't for the inappropriate setting, she would have really wanted to twist Yang Fan's ear hard to bring him to his senses!

Yang Fan chuckled again, knowing that Shen Ruoxi and Dongfang Lan had misunderstood him. They all understood it as a double entendre, something beneath the literal meaning, ignoring the surface meaning.

What was infuriating was that Yang Fan, who had initially deliberately misled them with that tone, was now lecturing them seriously: "Ruoxi, you're slandering me! What do you mean by 'vulgar language'? How is it vulgar language? I was just describing Tang Wan as having a silver tongue, but she's no different from any other ordinary woman. How did that become vulgar language?"

Shen Ruoxi and Dongfang Lan's faces, still flushed, were now tinged with rosy hues by Yang Fan. However, this time they weren't ashamed, but rather angry at Yang Fan for turning the tables and pinning the blame on them.

The two women exchanged a glance, both knowing that arguing with Yang Fan on this issue would only result in them losing. So, the two women nodded slightly, seemingly in perfect unison, and simultaneously reached out, grabbing Yang Fan's waist and performing a slow handstand, a backflip of 360 degrees, 720 degrees, 1080 degrees...

Yang Fan was thick-skinned and tough; even if someone hit him hard with an iron hammer, it wouldn't hurt him. How much strength could two small women have? Pinching him was no different than a mosquito's bite.

However, having spent so much time with women, Yang Fan had long since learned how to appease them: at this moment, even if it really didn't hurt, he had to pretend it hurt a lot. When women are angry, unless you're annoyed with them and want to kick them away, you have to react in accordance with their expectations; otherwise, they'll be more troublesome than a stubborn leech.

Sure enough, after Yang Fan's shouting and yelling, Shen Ruoxi and Dongfang Lan stopped simultaneously. One covered Yang Fan's mouth, and the other blocked his body, glancing around nervously, afraid that others would see Yang Fan's chaotic behavior.

"Alright, alright, my lord, please stop calling us that! Everyone's watching us!"

Shen Ruoxi whispered in Yang Fan's ear, pleading softly for a while, hoping he would stop.

Of course, one can't be as heartless as a class enemy when it comes to one's woman; knowing when to stop is the best policy. Yang Fan readily put his arm around Shen Ruoxi, smiling and nodding in agreement.

The three people, caught up in their playful antics, including Dongfang Lan who was suspected of being spying, didn't notice that from the shadows, more than one pair of eyes were watching them, each holding different emotions…

The banquet ended, and the guests, escorted by Yang Fan and his group, left the hoodlum club. Whether they were truly happy or not, they all left with radiant smiles, exchanging toasts with Yang Fan.

Although Yang Fan inwardly loathed this insincere politeness, he maintained a composed demeanor and smiled as he bid farewell to everyone.

He knew that the reason these people showed him such respect was because his performance today had been so impressive that they wouldn't dare to harm him until they understood his background.

"Brother Yang, until we meet again! I believe we'll meet again in a few days!"

Yang Feng walked up to Yang Fan, patted him on the shoulder, and said warmly.

"Hehe, I also hope to get closer to Brother Yang!"

Yang Fan nodded, equally sincere. Yang Feng, both in terms of his background and his character, was someone Yang Fan genuinely wanted to befriend.

Moreover, Yang Feng gave Yang Fan a very good impression; he didn't sense any of the bad habits of a spoiled rich kid. On the contrary, Yang Feng gave him the feeling of an older brother's warmth. Coupled with the goodwill Yang Feng had shown him recently, Yang Fan could clearly feel it.

"Alright, brother, you must have a lot to do. I'll take my leave now!"

Yang Feng didn't exchange many pleasantries with Yang Fan, chatted briefly, and then turned to leave.

"I'm leaving too. Grandpa told me to tell you that you're welcome to visit our home anytime if you have time!"

Just as Yang Feng left, Nalan Qingcheng appeared in front of Yang Fan.

Slightly taken aback, Yang Fan hadn't seen Nalan Qingcheng since their initial encounter. He assumed she had already left, but she was here now. However, despite his surprise, Yang Fan nodded. Just as he was about to speak, another figure appeared before him...

Tang Wan had changed into a different outfit, and he didn't know where she had found it. However, what embarrassed Yang Fan the most was that they had just experienced that incident, and now they were facing each other again. He felt a little strange.

But what puzzled him was that he couldn't see anything wrong with Tang Wan's expression. Her expression was normal, and her demeanor was natural, as if what had just happened was a dream.

"Sister Tang, you haven't left yet either?"

For some reason, Yang Fan took the initiative to ask.

"What? Are you in such a hurry to send me away?"

Tang Wan pursed her lips slightly, her eyebrows furrowed, seemingly quite displeased with Yang Fan's question.

"No...no, how could that be? That's not what I meant!"

Yang Fan broke out in a cold sweat.

"Alright, I'm not joking with you anymore. I have something to do, so I'll be leaving now!"

Tang Wan didn't dwell on the matter, teasing Yang Fan slightly as she began to say goodbye.

"I should go too! Sister Dongfang, you're welcome to visit me sometime!"

Just after Nalan Qingcheng and Tang Wan left, Shen Ruoxi also spoke, but she wasn't saying goodbye to Yang Fan; instead, she was holding Dongfang Lan's hand as she spoke.

"Okay, I was just thinking of visiting my sister too. I'll definitely come if I have time!"

"Alright, that's settled then, we'll be going now!"

"Okay, goodbye Sister Shen, goodbye Sister Ruolan!"

"..."

Watching the two women's back-and-forth banter, Yang Fan was at his wits' end. He vaguely saw Shen Feixi's expression as she greeted Dongfang Lan, giving him a warning look. What that look meant was obvious to anyone who wasn't a fool...

However, what troubled Yang Fan the most was the relationship between Shen Ruoxi and Dongfang Lan. Although they seemed to get along well now, who knew if it was genuine or just a facade?

If it was genuine, that would be fine, but what if these two women were just putting on a show, or were just going through the motions in front of him? Then Yang Fan would be in real trouble. It's said that to fight external threats, one must first secure internal stability. If the internal affairs were unstable, how could he concentrate on other things?

However, Yang Fan had no other choice at the moment. He could only hope that these two women weren't putting on an act for him; otherwise, if they started fighting, he'd be in real trouble…

Finally, after seeing off the last guest, Yang Fan could finally breathe a long sigh of relief. He found that he wasn't really used to this kind of so-called high society gathering. All that insincere politeness was actually more troublesome than fighting a ghost. Of course, this was partly due to the issues between Shen Ruoxi and Dongfang Lan!

Fortunately, the situation hadn't gotten any worse, and Yang Fan finally let out a long sigh. To be honest, he was really afraid that the two women would actually fight today!

Watching the last guest leave, Yang Fan turned his gaze to Lei Laohu and Aisen, a slight smile playing on his lips. He said mysteriously, "They're gone, it's time for us to get to work. Let's go!"

Without another word, he walked directly into the club...

Chapter 243 [Living Ancestor]

"I'm crying! I was planning to stockpile some manuscripts these few days for emergencies, but who knew there would be power outages every day, and temperatures over 30 degrees Celsius, it's unbearable... Sigh, enough complaining, let's get to work on the rest!"

Opposite Yang Fan, Lei Laohu, Aisen, the Xiaodao brothers, and the other three stood in a row, like soldiers awaiting inspection, ready for Yang Fan's review.

"Come with me!"

Without further ado, Yang Fan simply said three words and then left. He went to Dongfang Lan's side, and before he could speak, Dongfang Lan said, "Go ahead, don't worry, I'll be waiting for you at home!"

Dongfang Lan was a smart woman; a smart woman knows what to ask and what not to ask, so she didn't ask Yang Fan what he was going to do next.

Yang Fan smiled wryly to himself, feeling somewhat helpless. In Dongfang Lan's words, he had indeed gotten the answer he wanted. It seemed her relationship with Shen Ruoxi wasn't so harmonious after all; otherwise, she wouldn't have said something so suggestive as "waiting for you at home."

If she had simply said "waiting for you," it would have meant she didn't care about Shen Ruoxi's existence, and the two might have even achieved peaceful coexistence. But by saying "waiting for you at home," the meaning was completely different. At the very least, she was conveying to Yang Fan that his place was also his home!

What is home? Home is composed of parents, wife, children, and relatives. A small family consists of a husband and wife, perhaps with a son and a daughter; a large family is built upon the foundation of a small family, adding parents, three generations, or four generations living together…

Therefore, when Dongfang Lan said this, she was speaking from the perspective of a wife. Similarly, she was using this subtle way to tell Yang Fan her feelings!

However, Yang Fan could only pretend not to understand her words. He nodded and said, “I understand, don’t worry!”

After saying that, he smoothed the hair on Dongfang Lan’s forehead with his hand and turned to leave…

Dongfang Hao was in a bad mood today. In fact, ever since he met Yang Fan, he hadn’t been in a good mood, especially with a half-dead guy lying in his own home. Just thinking about the disgusting scene of the guy eating human flesh made him want to kill him.

But he dared not, he truly dared not. Although he was the next heir to the Dongfang family, he genuinely dared not kill this half-dead monster. Not only did he dare not kill him, he had to treat him like a living ancestor. At least until he was certain of his master's whereabouts, he had to do so.

Although the lifeless boy had not yet returned, Dongfang Hao did not believe he would die so easily. He had witnessed the boy's unpredictable speed firsthand; even bullets could not hit him. Even if he couldn't defeat him, surely he could escape?

It's better to be safe than sorry. If he was truly alive and returned to find that he had actually killed his disciple, wouldn't he be ready to fight him to the death?

Although Dongfang Hao had considered killing the freak and telling him he was fatally injured to intensify the freak's hatred for Yang Fan, he wasn't foolish enough to do that. He knew these extraordinary individuals possessed countless secret techniques beyond his comprehension. If they discovered these techniques, he would have needlessly created a powerful enemy for his family.

With a troublesome figure at home and the humiliation he'd suffered today, Dongfang Hao couldn't calm down. He felt he had to do something, or he'd go crazy. After thinking for a while, he suddenly picked up his phone and dialed a number.

The phone rang for a mere three seconds before being answered. Before the other end could speak, Dongfang Hao blurted out, "I don't care what methods you use, this thug club absolutely cannot continue operating smoothly. Fight and cause trouble all you want, don't worry, no matter what happens, I'll cover for you!"

After hanging up, a smile finally appeared on Dongfang Hao's face. He gripped the phone tightly and sneered, "Hmph, trying to play games with me? See how I'll destroy you! You have connections, don't you? That bitch Shen Ruoxi is on your side, isn't she? Then I'll send people to cause trouble every day. If you want to arrest people, I don't believe your police station can hold that many..."

"Brother Fan, that's the private villa of Wang Zhen, the leader of the Green Dragon Gang. Although it's his mistress living there, she's deeply favored by him. He keeps a tight security around her, and she comes over every week. We've already found out; Wang Zhen happens to be here tonight!"

Yang Fan and his group arrived at a villa in the suburbs of Yanjing City. The villa was surrounded by mountains on two sides, bordered by the sea to the east and plains to the west—truly a prime location. Standing not far from the villa, Xiao Dao pointed at the house and said to Yang Fan.

"Oh? Wang Zhen's son just died, and he's already in the mood to be with his mistress? Looks like Wang Tianhao isn't that important to him! I was hoping to use this to strike a blow against this underworld tycoon, but it seems I made a mistake. But it's alright, after tonight, they'll be reunited!"

Hearing Xiao Dao's introduction, a faint smile appeared on Yang Fan's face. However, his words sent a chill down Xiao Dao's spine.

To be honest, they had suffered from the murderous aura of Lei Laohu or Aisen quite often, and after fighting in the sea of blood every day, they should have developed a certain immunity to such a thing. But in front of Yang Fan, this immunity was practically nonexistent. Similarly, it made them realize Yang Fan's strength once again!

Soon, the group arrived at the villa's perimeter. The villa's wall was over two meters high, enclosing the entire villa like a small castle.

However, that nearly two-meter-high wall was completely useless to Yang Fan and his group. The Green Dragon Gang's security was quite comprehensive; while they didn't use infrared sensors, it was no exaggeration to say there were guards every three steps and sentries every nine steps. But even with so much security, it wasn't very useful to Yang Fan and his group. He had no intention of sneaking in! He

walked directly to the tightly closed gate, placed his palm on it, and gently tapped it. This aluminum alloy gate was probably impenetrable even to bullets. Amidst his admiration, Yang Fan's gaze suddenly turned cold, and his right foot shot out with lightning speed, stomping on the thick aluminum alloy door!

Bang! A dull thud followed, then the entire door was kicked away by Yang Fan, the massive door flying nearly two meters into the air. Upon impact, it shattered the marble pavement into pieces!

"Who goes there?"

The moment the door was kicked away, the Qinglong Gang members responsible for security reacted immediately. The first to emerge was naturally the gatekeeper.

He was a burly man with a fierce appearance; normally, people avoided this place like the plague, yet today someone had come looking for them. He found it unbelievable, thinking the man had lost his mind.

The Qinglong Gang was powerful, practically local tyrants, and being a criminal organization, they were unlikely to do anything good. The residents of this area simply avoided them like the plague. Over time, this naturally fostered an air of superiority in them. Seeing someone suddenly barge in, the burly man didn't even bother to figure out how the door was opened. He simply pulled out a baton from the guardhouse, questioning Yang Fan while simultaneously bringing the baton down on him!

Seeing the baton coming at his head, Yang Fan didn't even glance at the man, remaining calm and composed, as if he hadn't seen him at all. He ignored him completely and walked straight into the gate.

It was Xiao Dao beside him who reacted first. Just as the burly man was about to reach Yang Fan, he swiftly struck, lightly patting the man's body before retreating behind Yang Fan. The burly man's body only collapsed with a thud after Yang Fan's figure had completely entered the gate.

The fallen corpse's eyes were wide open; even in death, he didn't understand how he had so inexplicably lost his life! Tonight was destined to be a bloody night, a sleepless night…

*Crack!* A series of crisp sounds rang out as one of Xiao Dao's brothers thrust his right hand straight back, accurately piercing the throat of a burly man. With a gentle clench of his fingers, he twisted the man's throat, crushing it. The moment the blood began to splatter, his hand was already withdrawn; throughout the entire process, not a single drop of blood splattered on him!

After entering through the main gate, Yun Fei walked straight towards the villa's door. He and Lei Laohu's three companions didn't lift a finger, while Xiao Dao and his six men were engrossed in their killing spree. Blood splattered everywhere, and corpses littered the ground. Those they killed often didn't even know how they died; before they could even sound the alarm, they were gone!

Easily dispatching two more sentries, Xiao Dao and his men quickly returned to Yang Fan's side, their movements calm and graceful, as if they hadn't killed anyone. Aside from the excited expressions on their faces, not a single drop of blood stained their bodies.

"Hmm, not bad!"

Yang Fan nodded slightly, observing Xiao Dao and the others' performance. Although their killing techniques were still somewhat clumsy, Yang Fan could tell from their movements and expressions that they hadn't been slacking off!

Receiving Yang Fan's approval, Xiao Dao and the others couldn't help but show excitement. They knew that Eisen had told them beforehand that if their performance tonight didn't satisfy Yang Fan, their training would be doubled. Now that they had passed, it meant they didn't need to intensify their training. That's why they were so happy to hear Yang Fan's affirmation!

Chapter 244 [Plan Exposed]

In less than three minutes, all the visible and hidden sentries of the seemingly impregnable Green Dragon Gang stronghold were eliminated without alerting a single person. Yang Fan's evaluation was simply "not bad." Moreover, this wasn't done stealthily, but by breaking down the door. This required not only strength, but also speed, teamwork, and reaction speed.

Actually, Yang Fan's reason for breaking down the door was to test the recent growth of the Little Knives and see their ability to adapt to unexpected situations. Fortunately, they didn't disappoint him!

"Brother Fan, what should we do next?"

After casually disposing of the corpses to make the scene less gruesome, Xiao Dao ran over to Yang Fan and asked.

"Wait!"

Yang Fan smiled. Although he didn't particularly like people who thought they were clever, he wouldn't let a small matter cause him trouble. "Wait? Wait for whom?"

Xiao Dao was taken aback.

"Wait for someone to come and pick us up!"

Yang Fan said mysteriously.

"Wait for someone to come and pick us up?"

This time, not only Xiao Dao, but also Lei Laohu and the others were stunned. They had already broken into someone's base camp. Logically, they should have started a massacre before the opponent could react. But Yang Fan was actually waiting for someone to come and pick him up. Wait for whom? Did he expect Wang Zhen to come and pick him up personally?

Just as the group was stunned, two figures rushed over from a distance. They were so fast that they could only be seen as two dark shadows moving. Xiao Dao and the others now had some eyesight, so they could tell at a glance that the two dark shadows were experts among experts, so they immediately became alert.

Not only them, but even Lei Laohu and Aisen secretly gathered their strength, preparing to deliver a thunderous blow to their opponents. After all, at this moment, no accidents could be tolerated.

However, the two dark figures stopped five zhang away from Yang Fan and his companions, presumably to avoid misunderstandings. The figures that stopped were two strange young men, one tall and one short, one fat and one thin.

Seeing these two dark figures, Lei Laohu's eyes narrowed slightly, and he whispered, "The three great generals of the Azure Dragon Gang: Earth Dragon and Flying Dragon!"

As the person in charge behind the Three Knives Society, Lei Laohu had an intimate knowledge of the entire underground underworld of Yanjing. Not only that, he also knew the experts of various gangs by heart. As one of the three great generals of the Azure Dragon Gang, how could he not know them?

Although he didn't take these so-called three great generals seriously, at this critical moment, with their strength, even if they weren't his match, it wouldn't be difficult for them to hold him off for a few minutes. If that happened, the situation would be troublesome. It's important to understand that this place isn't far from the Green Dragon Gang's headquarters. If the enemy realizes this and gathers a large number of experts, a fierce battle is inevitable.

No matter how strong an individual is, there's a limit. You can easily defeat ten people, but what about a thousand? Ten thousand? Even if you kill them one by one, you'll exhaust yourself.

Moreover, Lei Laohu's concern isn't just this; he's afraid Wang Zhen will get wind of it and escape beforehand. If the enemy hides and tries to find him again, it won't be easy.

Enemies aren't scary; what's scary is knowing there's an enemy but not knowing where they are. It's like the enemy is in the dark while you're in the light. You have no idea when the enemy will suddenly strike, so you have to be on guard 24/7. This constant tension is no pleasant feeling.

Most importantly, this will cause huge losses to the entire thug club and the entire Three Knives Society. After all, their numbers are limited. If the enemy uses a feint or a human wave tactic, they themselves might be fine, but what about the Three Knives Society? What about the thug club?

Thoughts raced through Lei Laohu's mind, and a murderous intent immediately rose within him. However, just as he was about to unleash his killing blow, the Earth Dragon and Flying Dragon's next action completely surprised him.

The Earth Dragon and Flying Dragon stopped and immediately knelt on the ground, respectfully addressing Yang Fan, "Brother Fan!" "

..."

"What's going on?"

Seeing this scene, Lei Laohu was puzzled, as were Aisen and the other six brothers, except for Yang Fan. Simultaneously, all sixteen eyes of the eight men fixed on Yang Fan.

Without explaining anything to Lei Laohu and the others, Yang Fan instead addressed Dilong and Feilong, saying, "What are you doing? Didn't I tell you we should address each other as brothers? Why are you doing this?"

"Brother Fan, your kindness in saving us is unforgettable. You can treat us as brothers, but in our hearts, you are our savior, our birth parents. Therefore, you must accept this bow!"

"Sigh!"

Seeing their insistence, Yang Fan sighed and didn't continue to help them up, choosing instead to accept the bow.

Back in Donglin City, Yang Fan had asked the two to bring him Wang Tianhao's head as a sign of loyalty, thinking they would back down. He hadn't expected them to actually do it, and so decisively at that!

When the two presented Wang Tianhao's head to Yang Fan, he fulfilled his promise and removed the poison from their bodies. Yang Fan's guess was correct; his internal energy was indeed the ultimate cure for poison. Under the Nine Heavens Thunder Technique, he removed the poison from their bodies with almost no effort.

However, Yang Fan hadn't contacted them since then. He only contacted them tonight because he needed some information for his operation. He hadn't expected the two of them to come in person.

"Brother Fan, I have something to say, but I don't know if I should?"

After standing up, Di Long glanced at Yang Fan cautiously before speaking softly.

"Oh? Just say what you want to say!"

Yang Fan nodded after a slight pause.

"It's like this, the situation has changed. Wang Zhen is meeting someone from Miao territory here tonight. According to our deduction, this person is likely also a Gu Master, and judging from his appearance, he's not of low status. Recently, the Dongfang family has been putting pressure on him frequently. In my opinion, he wants to use this opportunity to break free from the control of the Dongfang family!"

"Oh? A Gu Master from Miao territory? Could it be..."

Hearing this, Yang Fan paused slightly. Suddenly, as if he had thought of something, his expression changed slightly: "Not good, retreat quickly, we've been discovered!"

"Retreat? Why retreat?"

Hearing Yang Fan's words, Lei Laohu and the others looked at each other, completely confused as to why Yang Fan would do this. Earth Dragon and Flying Dragon seemed to have realized something as well, their expressions changing drastically.

"You only realize it now? It's probably too late, Earth Dragon and Flying Dragon. I never expected you two to betray me, and even kill my son with your own hands! If it weren't for tracking down the mastermind, do you think I would have let you live until today?"

Just as Yang Fan finished speaking, more than ten bright, large lampshades simultaneously turned on, enveloping Yang Fan and his group in darkness. At the same time, a slightly aged and hoarse voice came from inside the villa.

Hearing this voice, Earth Dragon and Flying Dragon instantly turned pale and powerless, because they recognized the voice as belonging to the evil spirit who haunted their nightmares—Wang Zhen!

Moreover, everything before them clearly told them that their plans were completely known to the other party, all their actions were known to the other party, and everything they had done was under the other party's control!

The intense lighting forced Yang Fan to squint. Although he had suspected the plan had failed when Di Long and the others mentioned Wang Zhen's approach to the Miao Gu Masters, he was still somewhat surprised to witness it unfold before his eyes. These Miao Gu Masters were truly unpredictable!

The power of the Miao Gu Masters lay not in their inherent fighting strength, but in their ability to utilize anything around them in combat. Even an ordinary blade of grass or an insignificant insect could become a deadly weapon.

This special group, whose lineage dates back to ancient times, has always been shrouded in mystery. Ordinary people have no chance of encountering them, but those who have had contact with them all describe them with only one word: mysterious!

Their Gu techniques are incredibly powerful and unpredictable. Being with them, you'll never know when they'll attack you, not even someone with the strongest mental power. Before they act, they show no hostility whatsoever; with a mere thought, they can control thousands of plants and animals to attack you!

No wonder this villa is surrounded by mountains, no wonder it's filled with lush greenery, no wonder its seemingly formidable defenses are merely a facade… It turns out all of this was pre-planned, and all my actions were under their control!

I must admit, I underestimated the leader of the Azure Dragon Gang. I thought he was just a puppet controlled by the Eastern Family, but I never expected him to be so cunning.

But thinking about it, if Wang Zhen were truly mindless, how could he control such a large gang like the Azure Dragon Gang? The Eastern Family is behind the Azure Dragon Gang; if he didn't have real skill, he would have been swallowed up by other gangs long ago. Don't forget, the Azure Dragon Gang is backed by the Eastern Family, but other gangs also have powerful backers, some even surpassing the Eastern Family in strength!

Chapter 245 [Miao Jiang Gu Wu]

"Scratching..."

Just then, a series of soft sounds suddenly came from the woods surrounding Yang Fan and his companions. Although the sound wasn't loud, everyone present was a true expert, so it didn't escape their ears. The scraping sound grew louder and louder, and Yang Fan looked in the direction of the sound. When he clearly saw the source of the sound, his pupils dilated sharply!

On the once flat cement ground, countless dark red ants had suddenly appeared. They weren't large, only about the size of a grain of rice, but they were densely packed, countless in number, covering the entire ground in a dark mass, forming a terrifying torrent. Moreover, what shocked Yang Fan the most was that these were not ordinary ants, but the most feared of all ants—the man-eating ants!

Man-eating ants, also known as scorpion ants, can grow up to the size of a fist and typically inhabit the tropical rainforests of South Africa. African man-eating ants are incredibly ferocious and invincible; even lions, wolves, tigers, and leopards are powerless against them.

Their diet is extremely varied, consuming almost anything from various plants and animals on the ground to dead branches and carrion. In the Nile River basin of North Africa lives a type of black ant nearly one centimeter long. Despite their unassuming appearance, they have a voracious appetite, preying on humans and animals of any size. These ants are thus known locally as "man-eating ants." When a colony of these ants discovers the carcass of a buffalo, they swarm in from all directions. After several tens of minutes, when the swarm disperses, all that remains is a ghastly white skeleton.

When large carnivores such as tigers and lions, and even humans, encounter these ant colonies, they may also meet a tragic end if they do not react quickly enough. The reason these tiny black ants can roam freely across the African continent is simply because of their sheer numbers. However, what puzzled Yang Fan was how these creatures, which should be native to South Africa, had suddenly appeared before him, and in such large numbers!

Undoubtedly, this was the work of the Gu Master from Miao territory that Di Long and the other man had mentioned. Moreover, Yang Fan knew that this Gu Master's strength must be immense.

Ordinary Gu Masters can only control Gu poison, but some Gu Masters who have reached extremely high levels can control other actions of the Gu worms they cultivate, making them work for them. Such Gu Masters are called Gu Witches!

The word "witch" usually conjures up images of evil, like wizards or sorceresses. But among Gu Masters, the title is sacred and inviolable. Only those Gu Masters with extraordinary abilities and exceptional skill in Gu techniques can be called Witches.

For them, being a Witch is a symbol of status, a testament to their power. Moreover, the stronger a Gu witch is, the more animals they can control. Legend has it that among Gu witches there is a sacred object called the Golden Silkworm Gu. If one possesses this natal Gu, one can even control all things!

These man-eating ants alone are clearly insufficient to discern the true strength of the Gu witch before them, but Yang Fan knows that this person's strength must be extremely high!

Faced with these thousands upon thousands of man-eating ants, not only the Little Knife brothers, but even Eisen and Lei Laohu changed color. Regardless of the ants' combat power, their sheer density was enough to be terrifying!

"Flame Seal!"

Faced with this scene, Yang Fan dared not be careless. With a flick of his fingers, the Flame Seal within the Immovable King Seal was activated. Instantly, countless flames of wisdom erupted from his body, forming a massive blue fire shield around them.

As soon as the blue flame shield formed, the swarms of man-eating ants swarmed forward. However, upon contact with the blue flame shield, the ants didn't even have time to react before being incinerated by the flames of wisdom.

"Huh?"

A surprised voice rang out in the air. The voice was indistinguishable in gender, age, or gender, but it was extremely piercing and sharp, like the sound of metal rubbing together.

However, as the surprised voice rang out, the man-eating ants began to retreat, just as they had come, and soon the originally dense swarms of ants had vanished without a trace. However, just as the man-eating ants retreated, before Yang Fan and the others could even breathe a sigh of relief, a buzzing sound filled the air again.

At first, the sound was faint and barely audible, but as time went on, the sound grew louder and louder, like the sound of a generator or a helicopter in flight. All Yang Fan and the others could hear was the incessant buzzing.

"What is this?"

Before they could react, the entire sky suddenly darkened. It was suddenly night, but the sky was still bright with starlight, and with the group under the lamps, it was almost like daytime. But now it had suddenly darkened, which was quite strange.

Looking up, Yang Fan saw that a swarm of bees of varying sizes had appeared above them. The bees were so numerous that they blocked out the entire sky. Their wings vibrated incessantly, and the buzzing sound seemed to attack the very soul, causing splitting headaches and a feeling of impending collapse!

"Buzz..."

The sound was like sharp arrows piercing the soul, eroding willpower and wearing down the spirit. Only Yang Fan and Lei Laohu could barely withstand it; Aisen, Xiaodao, and the others were already sweating profusely, their fingers clenched tightly, clearly on the verge of collapse!

However, the crisis didn't end there. As the entire sky was covered by bees, a captivating fragrance suddenly filled the air, and colorful butterflies appeared from nowhere, landing on Yang Fan and the others' heads. They vibrated their wings incessantly, and clusters of pollen suddenly fell from them. When the pollen touched the blue fire shield, it emitted a corrosive hissing sound!

First, they used man-eating ants to clear a path, then they used the vibrations of bees to attack the soul, and now they used butterfly pollen to corrode the blue light shield. This sorcery was being used to its fullest extent by the mysterious Gu witch!

Yang Fan knew that these bees were not ordinary bees, but a type of poisonous bee called the leaf bee. These leaf bees have leaf-like wings, are not very aggressive, and do not collect nectar, but live by stealing the fruits and vegetables of other bee species. Moreover, their wings contain a vibrating sound wave, which, like hypnosis, can render other people unable to resist.

And these butterflies were not ordinary butterflies either, but a type of butterfly called the five-colored butterfly. These butterflies have wings of five colors, covered with a mysterious pollen that can melt everything!

Whether it's man-eating ants, leaf wasps, or these colorful butterflies, their toxicity is no less than that of the five poisonous creatures. The potent toxins they contain have always been favorites of poison masters, and the poisons made from these materials are all among the most deadly poisons in the world.

The poisonous powder emitted by these colorful butterflies, while not as potent as the poison made from their pollen, is overwhelming in number. The combined power of so many butterflies is immeasurable. Even the fire shield erected by Yang Fan's Flame Seal cannot completely withstand this intense poisonous powder. Moreover, countless tiny leaf wasps in the sky are simultaneously launching sonic attacks, constantly interfering with Yang Fan's mental energy!

The Flame Seal is a mental attack method, requiring a calm and focused mind, free from external interference. However, the sonic attacks from the leaf wasps are omnipresent, and Yang Fan cannot completely block out his vision, making it impossible to achieve mental focus.

Although he can barely control the Flame Seal with his mental energy, facing the endless array of colorful butterflies, if he doesn't find a solution quickly, he will eventually be worn down to death!

"Tiger, break this sonic attack!"

In desperation, Yang Fan shouted to Lei Tiger.

"Good!"

With that, Lei Laohu suddenly closed his mouth, focused his energy on his dantian, and his cheeks bulged rapidly, vaguely transforming into a gigantic tiger's head.

Simultaneously, a tiger's roar erupted from his mouth, sending countless invisible sonic waves soaring into the sky, like supersonic waves, meeting the tens of thousands of leaf bees!

As the king of beasts, Lei Laohu possessed a natural advantage over other creatures, and now he concentrated his tiger's might into these sonic waves. Therefore, the moment the sonic waves contacted the leaf bees in the sky, countless leaf bees were instantly killed by the sound waves and fell to the ground. Not only the leaf bees, but even the colorful butterflies couldn't withstand Lei Laohu's tiger's might and plummeted from the sky!

"Flame Seal, activate!"

Faced with this once-in-a-lifetime opportunity, how could Yang Fan let it slip by? Just as Lei Laohu broke through the leaf bees' sonic attack, he also shouted, activating the Flame Seal in full force!

Suddenly, the blue dome surrounding them blazed with intense blue light. From within the dome, countless blue fire dragons surged forth, erupting in all directions. The blue flames swept across the sky, indiscriminate and unpredictable, reducing everything in their path to nothingness.

The fire of wisdom could sever all ties of the world, even severing cause and effect, let alone these tiny poisonous insects. Under Yang Fan's full power, the countless poisonous insects offered almost no resistance, being incinerated into nothingness. Some insects, already shaken off by Lei Laohu's sonic waves, were burned to ashes before they even reached the ground!

Chapter 246 [Sword Master]

The air was thick with the smell of meat, but not a pleasant one; it was the chlorine smell of burning food. The dense swarm of poisonous insects had vanished, but Yang Fan and his companions dared not let their guard down!

The methods of the Gu witch were truly too bizarre. Even now, they hadn't seen their opponent's face, yet they were already in grave danger – a bad omen.

Having eliminated the enemy's poisonous insects, Yang Fan didn't retract his fire shield; in fact, he strengthened his defenses. Facing the omnipresent witchcraft, he dared not be careless!

His eyes narrowed, Yang Fan's gaze constantly sweeping his surroundings. He knew his opponent must be nearby; otherwise, he couldn't control so many poisonous insects. However, Gu witches were always extremely adept at concealing themselves, and for the time being, he couldn't detect them.

"Tiger, keep an eye on everyone!"

Suddenly, Yang Fan leaped up, flying above Lei Laohu and the others. Simultaneously, his palm slammed downwards, and the almost dissipating blue light shield solidified again, completely stabilizing.

This was the unique and wondrous use of the Flame Seal, allowing the use of the fire of wisdom to create a special domain similar to a barrier. As long as Yang Fan didn't leave a certain range, this special domain wouldn't disappear.

Facing the evil and mysterious Gu Master, Yang Fan knew that Xiao Dao and the others were powerless to protect themselves, let alone help him. However, he couldn't just stand by and watch them encounter danger, which was why he set up a barrier to protect them before leaving.

As Yang Fan took flight, Lei Laohu and the others also assumed defensive stances. They knew what Yang Fan was going to do, and they knew they couldn't help much, so each did their part, trying not to hinder him.

Boom!

Just as Yang Fan reached mid-air, a powerful aura erupted from his body, forming a giant tornado that swept outwards. Under his powerful aura, trees on the ground were forced to bend to either side. A fierce wind rose, whipping up endless dust. At the same time, Yang Fan, high in the sky, swooped down like an eagle, directly grabbing at a corner of the ground!

Boom! Just as Yang Fan reached for that corner, a cloud of black mist suddenly erupted from where he was about to strike. The mist instantly coalesced into a black beast's claw, meeting Yang Fan's attack head-on.

Although the claw lacked scales and armor, being merely formed from wisps of black mist, it was remarkably lifelike, with clearly defined lines on its claw. Moreover, this claw possessed six toes, making it appear exceptionally bizarre, as no one knew what animal it belonged to.

But despite its strangeness, the claw's power was not weak at all. Meeting Yang Fan's full-force attack, it actually managed to halt his offensive!

"Break!"

Having discovered its opponent's presence, how could Yang Fan be stopped by a mere beast's claw? With a roar, he channeled all his true energy into his palm, causing his previously flat hand to suddenly more than double in size. Furthermore, it seemed as if electricity crackled across his palm.

Bang! As Yang Fan's offensive intensified, the hand was torn in two, exploding into streaks of black energy that scattered in all directions with a deafening roar. At the same time, the scene on the ground finally came into view.

Under a not-so-tall tree stood a man and a woman. The man, around forty years old, had jet-black hair and a distinct face, bearing an eighty percent resemblance to Wang Tianhao; it was immediately clear that he was Wang Zhen, the leader of the Green Dragon Gang.

Beside Wang Zhen stood a typical rural woman. She wore a patchwork khaki dress with white and blue checks, black bell-bottoms with several patches, and a blue headscarf. Her skin was dark, and her face was covered in wrinkles; she didn't look like a martial arts expert at all, but rather like a simple, unassuming village woman who worked from sunrise to sunset. However, around this woman's neck was a venomous snake, entirely blue!

This snake had a large, triangular head, a thin neck, and a short tail. It had tiny scales on its head, a grass-green back with a white center on the outermost dorsal scales, a white lateral stripe running from the neck down, and sometimes a red lateral stripe inside the white one. Its belly was pale yellowish-green, its pupils were oval and red, and its tail was burnt red. It was actually a Green Bamboo Snake, known for its burnt tail!

This Green Bamboo Snake was on the village woman's neck like a green scarf; if you didn't look closely, you wouldn't even notice it.

Seemingly sensing Yang Fan's gaze, the snake actually raised its triangular head towards him, its eyes glancing at him. But even that one glance sent an extremely dangerous feeling through Yang Fan; it seemed as if those weren't the eyes of a venomous snake, but the pupils of some kind of peerless demon, incredibly human-like!

Suddenly, the green snake flew towards him from the village woman's neck!

A streak of azure light flashed past; the azure snake's speed even surpassed the speed of light, instantly appearing before Yang Fan. At the same time, it opened its tongue and lunged for his throat!

"So fast!"

Having witnessed the Ghost Shadow's Shadowless Steps, Yang Fan had to admit that the Ghost Shadow's speed was a level below that of the green serpent. The green bamboo serpent's venom wasn't the strongest, or even fatal, but its speed was undoubtedly the fastest among snakes. Moreover, animals kept by the Gu witchcraft couldn't be judged by ordinary standards! Without hesitation

, the Blood-Drinking Sword swiftly appeared in his hand. In a flash of sword light, the soft sword also transformed into a serpentine shadow, twisting and turning to meet the venomous snake.

However, just as Yang Fan thought his sword could decapitate the snake in one strike, the serpent suddenly twisted and arched, its tail flicking, and it appeared eerily behind Yang Fan, its target also his neck, only now it was behind him instead of in front!

Swish, swish, swish! Like a duel with a peerless swordsman, Yang Fan moved with his sword, the Soft Blood-Drinking Sword thrusting backward, bypassing the neck, also aimed at the green serpent.

Just when Yang Fan thought the attack was unavoidable, it still missed its target. Instead, the green snake coiled around the Blood-Drinking Sword and slithered rapidly towards Yang Fan's arm!

"The Sticky Technique?"

Yang Fan was startled again. Swordsmanship involves various techniques like sticking, adhering, carrying, pushing, and turning, but the soft sword emphasizes sticking the most. Once the soft sword sticks to something, it can penetrate like a maggot. Yang Fan

might not be surprised if this was used by a master swordsman, but seeing it on a snake was astonishing!

However, in that instant, Yang Fan felt he had vaguely grasped something extremely important about the soft sword, as if understanding its key would allow his swordsmanship to reach a whole new level.

But just as he was about to see the key, that realization vanished in an instant. At the same time, the green snake was already almost coiled around his arm!

Whoosh! In a moment of desperation, Yang Fan suddenly channeled his inner energy into the sword, causing the completely bent blade to straighten abruptly, finally shaking off the green snake.

To Yang Fan's astonishment, after being shaken off with his inner energy, the green snake didn't fall to the ground. Instead, it arched and sprang back in mid-air, returning to the village woman's arm in the next instant!

In his previous practice of soft swordsmanship, Yang Fan had often observed the habits of snakes, their movement patterns, and the techniques they used in combat. Yet, he had never encountered a snake as agile and unpredictable as this bamboo green snake.

Yang Fan even discovered that if he could observe this venomous snake's habits for an extended period, his swordsmanship could definitely break through to a new level, because this snake's understanding of swordsmanship far surpassed his own!

The exchange he had just had with the green snake, though brief and swift, was fraught with danger that outsiders could not comprehend. Had Yang Fan reacted even slightly slower throughout the entire exchange, he would likely have one or two more snake marks on his body by now! Conversely, if the green snake had been even slightly slower, his Blood-Drinking Sword could have easily severed its head!

"I never expected that the person who killed my son would be such a young brat! If you hadn't come out on your own, it would have been quite difficult for me to find you. You can only blame yourself for being too greedy, daring to set your sights on my Azure Dragon Gang!"

At this moment, Wang Zhen spoke up.

"Is that so? The mere Green Dragon Gang is nothing to me. Wang Zhen, you're just someone else's dog. You bite when your master tells you to. Don't treat others like fools. Is the feud between us really caused by your son? He's probably not qualified. But Wang Zhen, have you ever thought about what would happen if I told your master that you wanted to betray us? Do you think he'd treat you like a dead dog?"

Yang Fan laughed.

"Do you think you can leave tonight?"

Hearing Yang Fan's words, Wang Zhen wasn't angry at all; instead, he wore a disdainful smile.

"Is that so? You think the one beside you can stop us? Admittedly, her Gu techniques are indeed powerful, but she's probably not enough to deal with me!"

"Oh? Whether she can or not isn't up to you. I think I'll kindly remind you to circulate your true energy and see if there's anything abnormal about you."

Hearing this, Yang Fan's expression changed slightly. He suddenly wasn't quite sure what the other party was saying, but he still tried to circulate his true energy. However, the moment he did, his expression suddenly changed drastically...

Chapter 247 [Accidentally Possessed by Gu]

As soon as he circulated his true energy, Yang Fan discovered that the true energy in his body had become incredibly slow, like mercury, weighing a pound. If his true energy before was a flowing river, then now the true energy in his body had become an ice river about to freeze!

"Not good, this is Gu poison!"

Yang Fan knew that he must have been accidentally poisoned by the other party's Gu poison. But what puzzled him was that he had been careful at all times, so when did he get poisoned by Gu poison? He frantically circulated his inner energy to suppress the Gu poison within his body, while simultaneously recalling his recent experience, trying to find a flaw!

Seeing the change in Yang Fan's expression, Wang Zhen laughed, "What? Only now you realize? Too late. I think what you want to know most right now is when you were infected by the Gu, right? No problem, I can tell you. Actually, that beast claw was the Gu Master's natal Gu, but this kind of Gu isn't very poisonous; it only activates when combined with the venom of the Green Pillar Snake."

"You think the Gu Master's pet would attack you for no reason? Let me tell you, it attacked you on the Gu Master's orders. While attacking you, it continuously spread toxins around your body. Not only did you fight it, but you also unknowingly inhaled the toxins, thus triggering the Gu poison within your body!"

"But don't worry, since I dare to tell you all this, I can guarantee that without the Gu Master's personal intervention, you simply cannot cure this Gu poison. Don't think that just because you can cure the Gu poison in those two good-for-nothings , Dilong and Feilong, you can do whatever you want. Let me tell you, ever since I learned that Dulong's Gu poison had been cured, I've been on guard against them. I just didn't expect these two beasts to dare to lay a hand on my son!"

At this point, Wang Zhen's gaze shifted to Dilong and Feilong. If his hateful gaze could kill, they would probably have already turned to ashes.

Dilong and Feilong trembled simultaneously at Wang Zhen's gaze. After all, they had long been under Wang Zhen's oppressive aura, developing an innate resistance to him. Facing his hateful gaze, their fear was inevitable.

However, Yang Fan didn't care about this. After Wang Zhen's explanation, he finally understood when he had been afflicted with the Gu. But hearing this, he calmed down.

There was no other reason than that, with his current cultivation level, it wouldn't be difficult for him to go without breathing for an hour or two. He was constantly on guard against his opponent, so he was extra careful when breathing. Therefore, even if he did absorb the Gu poison, the amount of toxins he absorbed wouldn't be too much. He didn't speak, desperately suppressing the toxins in his body and trying to find a way to neutralize them.

Having learned from his previous experience of neutralizing the Gu poison for the Earth Dragon and Flying Dragon, Yang Fan wasn't completely helpless against the Gu poison in his body. He circulated the Nine Heavens Thunder Technique, desperately gathering the nuclear power within his true qi to circulate through his meridians.

Since he didn't know where the Gu poison was, Yang Fan could only use this method to find it within his body. Anyway, as long as it was inside his body, it couldn't escape the refinement of the Nine Heavens Thunder Technique!

Cultivating the Nine Heavens Thunder Technique required constantly tempering the physical body, making the entire body as strong as steel, so that any impurities would be expelled. Therefore, Yang Fan's use of the Nine Heavens Thunder Technique to deal with the Gu poison wasn't without reason.

Sure enough, after circulating his true energy through his body several times according to the Nine Heavens Thunder Technique, Yang Fan discovered that the circulation speed of his true energy had increased significantly. This meant that the Gu poison within his body was being continuously refined by the Nine Heavens Thunder Technique…

Seeing that Yang Fan remained silent, Wang Zhen walked towards him step by step, a cruel smile on his face, as if Yang Fan was already a sitting duck, completely at his mercy.

“So, what do you think I should do to you? Should I break your four limbs and subject you to all the cruelest tortures in the world, or should I just sever your fifth limb? I heard you have quite a few women around you. I think severing your fifth limb would be a good option for you, wouldn’t it?”

As he spoke, Wang Zhen glanced at Yang Fan’s waist.

Wang Zhen’s words didn’t frighten Yang Fan at all, but his actions greatly disturbed him. Damn it, this guy must have some kind of perverted hobby. A grown man staring at another man’s eating penis is definitely a sign of something abnormal.

Even without worrying about the meaning behind the other party's words, Yang Fan still felt a chill run down his spine. If he weren't currently at a critical moment regarding the poison, he would have loved to kick this guy away!

"Alright, Wang Zhen, stop talking nonsense. Deal with these people quickly. We have important matters to discuss. If you delay the Gu King's important matter, you won't be able to bear the consequences!"

Just then, the Gu witch spoke. Her sharp voice was so grating, but to Yang Fan's ears, it sounded much more pleasant than Wang Zhen's!

"Yes, Gu witch, what do you suggest we do with these people?"

Hearing the Gu witch's voice, Wang Zhen became like a docile child, not daring to utter a sound.

"Spy!"

Upon hearing this, the Gu witch sneered. Her gaze lingered on Yang Fan's face for a full half minute before she spoke, "What a handsome young man! It's a pity to kill him like this. If time allowed, I would love to keep him around for a few days. Since that's the case, let's use him to feed my treasure. My treasure tells me that his essence is abundant. If my treasure eats him, he might evolve again!"

"Gu witch is right. It's this kid's good fortune to be able to use him to feed your sacred object!"

A trace of resentment flashed across Wang Zhen's face. He was clearly not satisfied with letting Yang Fan go like this, but he dared not disobey the Gu witch's words and could only go along with her.

"You've been discussing this for so long, have you even asked for my opinion?"

Seeing that the two of them had completely ignored him, Yang Fan was speechless. After all, he was the protagonist. They were so inconsiderate of his feelings; weren't they stealing his spotlight?

"Your opinion? Do you think you still have a choice?"

Upon hearing this, Wang Zhen shifted his gaze to Yang Fan's face again.

"Whether there's a choice or not isn't for you to decide, it's for me!"

The moment he spoke, Yang Fan, who had been standing still, suddenly moved, leaving a blur in his wake, and instantly appeared in front of Wang Zhen and the Gu witch. With both hands moving simultaneously, his five fingers gripped their throats.

The sudden turn of events caught not only Lei Laohu and the others nearby off guard, but also the two men opposite Yang Fan. Wang Zhen, in particular, looked utterly incredulous. He even forgot his own predicament, pointing at Yang Fan and stammering, "You…how come you're alright?"

"Alright? Why would I be alright? Who told you I was definitely going to be alright?"

Yang Fan retorted.

"Weren't you cursed?"

"Cursed? Don't you know how to cure me? Idiot!"

Yang Fan was almost amused by Wang Zhen. This guy was truly adorably naive, asking such an ignorant question. However, Yang Fan also knew that the main reason for his reaction was his overconfidence—his excessive faith in the sorcerer and their magic. It was this almost blind confidence that led to his reaction.

"I didn't expect you to cure my poison so quickly, but it's a pity you didn't kill me immediately!"

Just as Yang Fan was talking to Wang Zhen, the sorcerer spoke.

In that instant of confusion, Yang Fan suddenly felt a numbness in his arm. He involuntarily loosened his grip slightly, but in that instant, the sorcerer slipped from his hand like mud. When he reacted and tried to grab him back, he only caught a fleeting afterimage!

"Green Bamboo Snake!"

Only then did Yang Fan realize why his arm had gone numb. It was the venomous snake he had overlooked that had bitten him. Although the venom wasn't fatal, it had temporarily rendered his arm immobile. Using this opportunity, he not only gave his opponent time to react but also managed to escape...

"Trying to escape? Not so easy!"

Realizing what had happened, Yang Fan grabbed Wang Zhen's hand and flung him away. At the same time, he suddenly leaped into the air, chasing after the direction the Gu witch had fled.

He knew that if the opponent escaped, he would have another mortal enemy. Perhaps he himself wasn't afraid of the opponent, but what about those around him? With the opponent's omnipresent Gu poison, they could easily harm those close to him without him noticing. Therefore, Yang Fan couldn't let the opponent leave today, no matter what!

High in the air, Yang Fan's shoulders suddenly twitched, and he suddenly split into three, transforming into three figures, each wielding a Blood-Drinking Sword, slashing towards the opponent in a triangular formation.

This was the first time he had used the Ghost Shadow Step, which he had obtained from Ghost Shadow, after practicing it. The Ghost Shadow Step is not an internal energy cultivation method, so it's not difficult to learn. Anyone with a martial arts foundation and decent comprehension can master it in a short time.

However, Yang Fan's ability to create two clones upon first practice is something even Ghost Shadow couldn't do. If Ghost Shadow saw how easily Yang Fan mastered it, he would be astonished!

In fact, the reason Yang Fan was able to learn the Ghost Shadow Step in such a short time was mainly due to his deep foundation. Before learning the Ghost Shadow Step, his speed was only half a beat slower than Ghost Shadow's. Now, with the Ghost Shadow Step, his speed has naturally increased significantly!

Chapter 248 [Alternative Rebirth]

Swish!

In mid-air, three figures flashed past quickly, catching up with the Gu witch at unparalleled speed. At the same time, the three figures attacked simultaneously, three sword lights striking the Gu witch's neck without distinguishing between the void!

The next moment, blood gushed out, and a perfectly severed head flew from the sorcerer's head, accompanied by a fountain of blood, flying in an arc. The sorcerer's body continued its escape, moving forward at a speed that lasted for over ten zhang before finally crashing to the ground with a thud!

One sword, head severed; one sword, clean and swift; one sword, fast as lightning! Yang Fan's slaying of the sorcerer occurred in the blink of an eye. From throwing Wang Zhen away to decapitating the sorcerer with a single sword strike, it was almost instantaneous.

Wang Zhen felt a sudden lightness in his body, followed by a heat in his head, then a sudden heaviness, before crashing heavily to the ground. Yang Fan's throw had truly been powerful! When he staggered to his feet, he witnessed Yang Fan's sword strike that severed the sorcerer's head!

This discovery nearly caused Wang Zhen to fall to the ground again in shock. Pointing at Yang Fan with both fingers, he used almost all his strength to tremble and say, "You...you, you killed her?"

Ignoring Wang Zhen's shock, Yang Fan did not stop there. He beheaded the other man with a single sword stroke. He tapped his toes in the air several times, and then soared into the air again. Sword lights, like a meteor shower, emanated from his body and swept towards the Gu witch's body.

Just as the sword light was about to strike the giant corpse, a green shadow suddenly sprang up from it—it was the Green Bamboo Snake. Sensing danger, it quickly sprang away!

"Trying to escape? You think you can?"

As if he had anticipated this, Yang Fan flipped his hand, and a blue rope appeared in his grasp. With a gentle flick, the rope seemed to pierce through the void, suddenly appearing before the green snake and binding it tightly!

Simultaneously, the blue light that had surrounded Lei Laohu and the others transformed into a beautiful blue flame, drifting towards the Green Bamboo Snake!

"No, don't kill me, don't kill me!"

Just as the blue flame was about to touch the green snake, it spoke in human language—the voice of the Gu witch.

"Don't? Too late!"

His gaze turned cold. Yang Fan's movements remained unchanged; with a gentle wave of his arm, the blue flame instantly engulfed the green snake!

"Ah...it hurts, it hurts so much! How dare you burn me! You're dead, you're doomed! The Gu King will avenge me, he will avenge me...No, no, spare me! I won't do it again, spare me! If you spare me, I'll be your slave...Ah..." The

blue flames churned, and from within them came the other's strange cries, which changed from threats to pleas for mercy, and then to wails. His voice grew weaker and weaker...; Hearing those chilling screams, even Lei Laohu and the others paled. They knew this was being burned alive, something even the legendary trials of climbing mountains of knives and plunging into boiling oil couldn't compare to!

Yang Fan, however, remained calm, as if none of this concerned him. He knew that Miao Gu witches, at birth, would have their so-called Witch King choose a Gu for them, and use witchcraft to link their souls to that Gu.

As the Gu witches grow, they nourish their innate Gu with their own blood and essence every day. Gradually, the Gu will completely merge with their souls.

In other words, if they are injured, as long as the Gu is intact, they will be fine. Even if they die, as long as the Gu survives, they can live on in another form.

This is somewhat similar to the unity of man and sword in martial arts, nourishing the sword with blood. However, it is even more bizarre and mysterious!

Legend has it that some powerful individuals can inhabit their weapons with their souls. If their time comes, they can still live on as weapon spirits. This

is because their weapons are all forged with their blood and sweat, and are inseparable from them. The weapon spirits are forged with their blood and sweat and are already connected to their will. Therefore, it is not difficult for them to inhabit their weapons with a wisp of their remaining spirit when their time comes.

However, these Miao witches have fused their souls with their innate Gu nature, making them, in a sense, no longer human, but rather beings that are neither entirely human nor entirely object. This is precisely why Gu witches have always been labeled as evil!

As the saying goes, "If you don't cut the weeds at the root, they'll grow back in the spring breeze," Yang Fan understood this principle well, and he was also familiar with the teachings of Gu witches. Therefore, when he did act, it was with overwhelming force, annihilating everything in its path!

After the green snake was completely burned to ashes, Yang Fan set fire to the sorcerer's corpse, burning it completely until there were no more clues. Only then did he turn to Wang Zhen and say, "If I don't kill her, do you expect me to wait for her to recover and come back for revenge? It was him just now, now it's your turn, Wang Zhen. Go down and join your son!"

"Okay, very good!"

Whether out of fear or for some other reason, Wang Zhen calmed down. He stared at Yang Fan for a long time, saying "okay" several times before continuing, "Kill me if you want, but don't worry, it won't be long before you come down to join me. The road to the Yellow Springs is lonely, I believe I won't be too lonely!"

"Oh? Is that so?"

Yang Fan had intended to finish him off with one sword, but upon hearing Wang Zhen's words, he stopped. "You mean I killed the Miao sorcerer, and they will come for revenge? Oh, and what about that Gu King she mentioned earlier? It sounded very powerful!"

"Hmph, you're not entirely stupid, but don't think you can get away with this. Let me tell you, the power of the Gu King is beyond your imagination. You killed his man, and given the Gu King's personality, he will definitely not let you go!"

Seeing Yang Fan swayed by his words, a glint of joy flashed in Wang Zhen's eyes.

"Is that so? Anyway, the person is already dead, and there's no going back now. But, you're the only outsider here. What if I kill you too? Then no one will know it was me. As for that Gu King or whatever, let him go find whoever he wants to take revenge on!"

Yang Fan laughed.

"Hmph, let me tell you the truth. In Miao territory, when a Gu Master becomes a Gu Witch, they all have the opportunity to be summoned by the Gu King. The Gu King will place a tracking Gu on each person according to their situation. As long as they encounter danger, the Gu King will know everything that happened and can trace the murderer through that tracking Gu!"

After saying this, Wang Zhen deliberately paused for a moment before continuing, "The Gu King is almost like a god in the heavens; he is omnipotent. If you want to escape the Gu King's wrath, there is only one way: cooperate with me. The Gu King sent this Gu Witch here this time to discuss a very important matter with me. As long as this matter is accomplished, I think the Gu King will not blame you. On the contrary, he will reward you and give you benefits you can never imagine!"

Hearing this, Yang Fan asked, "Is that so? Then can you tell people what this important matter you mentioned is? Let's see if there is a possibility of cooperation between us, don't you think?"

"Hmph, do you take me for an idiot or a fool? If I told you about this, would I still have a chance to live? If we die, we die together; if we live, we live together. If you want to live, then do as I say!"

"But, I killed your son, don't you hate me?"

"Hate, of course I hate you, but everyone has to look out for themselves. As long as I live, my son can be born again, and my Wang family line will not end. But if I die, then everything will be gone!"

"Heh, I didn't expect you to be so open-minded and magnanimous. It's just a pity, Wang Zhen, your acting skills aren't very good. You can fool yourself, but you can't fool me!"

Yang Fan suddenly changed his tone, becoming sharp.

"You... what do you mean?"

Wang Zhen's body trembled slightly.

"What do you mean? Isn't she just an old witch? I'll kill one if she comes, a hundred if she comes, a hundred if she comes. Do you think I'm really afraid of them? As for you, Wang Zhen, do you think you're qualified to cooperate with me? I have no interest in what you're talking about. Anyway, it's probably not a good thing. I'll just consider it acting on behalf of Heaven!"

After saying that, Yang Fan's arm twitched slightly, a

flash of blood appeared, and he turned and left without looking back. Wang Zhen was about to speak when he felt a chill in his throat. Then, fresh blood gushed into his throat like a fountain, and his consciousness began to fade!

Even in death, he didn't understand why this had happened. He had clearly persuaded the other party and secured a glimmer of hope for himself. How could things have suddenly changed? He had even planned that once he survived the night, he would immediately go to Miao territory to invite an even more powerful Gu witch to deal with Yang Fan. If possible, he would even invite the Gu King himself to avenge the killing of his son. But before all of this could be realized, all the dreams vanished like bubbles!

Only at this moment did he realize that what he was facing was not a benevolent being at all, but a true demon, a Shura. His petty tricks and schemes were utterly useless in the eyes of the other party. Unfortunately, he realized all this too late!

And it was precisely because he realized it too late that his son died, the Azure Dragon Gang was destroyed, and even his own life came to an end…

Chapter 249 [A Good Man]

Wang Zhen is dead, the Gu witch is dead, but the Azure Dragon Gang still exists. With the two great generals, Earth Dragon and Flying Dragon, the Azure Dragon Gang will not fall!

The two men's prestige in the Azure Dragon Gang was only slightly weaker than Wang Zhen's. Now that Wang Zhen is dead, it wouldn't be difficult for them to take over the Azure Dragon Gang.

Of course, Wang Zhen's death will inevitably greatly reduce the strength of the Azure Dragon Gang, and there is even a possibility that it will be swallowed up by other gangs. However, behind the Azure Dragon Gang, there is the Eastern Family. The Eastern Family naturally cannot stand by and watch the Azure Dragon Gang fall. So with their help, the Azure Dragon Gang will not fall!

What Yang Fan needed to do was leverage the influence of the Dongfang family to develop the Qinglong Gang's power, and then use that power to oppose the Dongfang family. The reason was simple: Dilong and Feilong were now Yang Fan's men, and if the Dongfang family wanted to restore the Qinglong Gang's strength in the short term, they could only find successors within the gang. Dilong and Feilong, with their considerable reputations, would undoubtedly have a high chance of emerging as leaders. With a little manipulation, their positions as gang leaders would be practically guaranteed.

Leaving the matter to Dilong and Feilong, Yang Fan led Lei Laohu and his group away. However, he didn't return to the gangster club with them, but instead hailed a taxi and headed straight to Dongfang Lan's apartment.

Dongfang Lan had told him before he left that she would wait for him to return that night, and Yang Fan had already promised her. Now, he naturally had to keep his promise.

"You're back!"

Shortly after Yang Fan rang the doorbell, he was greeted by Dongfang Lan's gentle smile. She didn't ask Yang Fan why he was back so late. Instead, she skillfully led him to the door and knelt down to help him change his shoes.

"Sister Lan, I can do it myself!"

Feeling guilty, Yang Fan felt a little ashamed of Dongfang Lan's actions. But just as he was about to kneel down to do it himself, Dongfang Lan stopped him.

"Let me do it. I've already prepared some late-night snacks. Wash your hands and let's have a drink!"

"Okay!"

Alcohol emboldens, Yang Fan knew Dongfang Lan was hinting at this. Some things he couldn't say when sober, but it was different when drunk. When drunk, he could say and do things he wouldn't normally dare to.

Soon, Yang Fan washed his hands. Sure enough, when he returned to the living room, he found a steaming table of food and drinks already laid out. Moreover, Yang Fan noticed that tonight's drink wasn't red wine, but high-proof spirits.

It seemed that not only Yang Fan wanted to get drunk, but Dongfang Lan also wanted to drink until she was completely drunk!

"Sit down! Come and try this. This is Wuliangye that I got through a friend. It's not the kind sold in stores, but rather the factory's own stock. It has a higher alcohol content than regular baijiu, but the taste is more mellow and fragrant!"

As she spoke, Dongfang Lan had already filled their glasses with wine.

"Really? Then I'll have to try it!"

Nodding, Yang Fan didn't think much of it and took a sip.

After the first sip, Yang Fan felt a cool thread slide down his throat, followed by a burst of intense heat rising from his stomach, making him feel light and energetic. He couldn't help but exclaim, "Good wine, strong enough!"

"Of course, I went to great lengths to get this!"

Dongfang Lan said with a smile.

"Sister Lan, I..."

"Don't say anything, drink!"

Yang Fan was about to say something when Dongfang Lan raised her glass and gestured to him, stopping him from speaking.

Shaking his head, Yang Fan understood that Dongfang Lan meant everything was understood without words. Since that's the case, why not open your hearts and have a good drink?

With this thought, Yang Fan no longer held back. He drank heartily, and in no time, the entire bottle of baijiu was empty between the two of them!

For a time, they chatted and laughed, clinking glasses and toasting each other. Before they knew it, half an hour had passed, and both of them had a slight hint of drunkenness on their faces.

"Hehe, today is the most enjoyable day I've ever had. Come on, little brother, let's continue!"

At this moment, Dongfang Lan's eyes were slightly closed, her long eyelashes trembling slightly, and her cheeks were already flushed, like beautiful cherry blossoms. Her frail body still tried to appear calm, and she raised her hand to toast Yang Fan.

"Drink!"

Holding the wine glass, Yang Fan resolutely drank it all in one gulp.

Dongfang Lan leaned back comfortably, her snow-white face flushed with two rosy clouds due to the slight intoxication of the wine, and her star-like eyes were fixed on Yang Fan opposite her. After a long while, her red lips parted slightly, and she slowly uttered a sentence: "Little brother, do you know? You're a good person!"

"Oh?"

Slightly taken aback, Yang Fan couldn't help but smile and wait for her to continue. But after waiting for a long time, he didn't receive a reply. Looking up, he saw that Dongfang Lan had slumped her head on the table at some point. Several streams of clear water flowed from the overturned wine glass, running down her arm and down her body. Soon, Dongfang Lan's upper body was soaked with the fragrant wine!

In this way, Dongfang Lan's almost perfect body was almost completely exposed to Yang Fan's eyes. Although he had no other thoughts, he still couldn't help but take a few more glances.

"Sigh! I wanted to get drunk, but now it seems that this wish is hard to fulfill. I didn't expect that I would have to take care of you instead!"

With a wry smile, Yang Fan shook his head, got up, walked to her side, and supported Dongfang Lan's delicate body.

Unable to resist, Yang Fan reached out and gently stroked her rosy cheeks. Her fair skin seemed to break at a touch, and even the lightest touch of his fingertips sent a chill down his spine.

"Hmm? Am I drunk? How could that be? I've never been drunk in all these years. Little brother, come on, help me up, I need to go to the restroom!"

Just then, Dongfang Lan suddenly struggled to her feet, grabbing Yang Fan's hand and saying.

Yang Fan suddenly realized he had gotten himself into a lot of trouble. Although he wasn't drunk, the alcohol was making his mind a little hazy. He helped her up, her entire body almost pressing against him, and the two of them leaned against each other, struggling to walk towards the restroom.

Releasing Dongfang Lan, Yang Fan wanted to run the water for her to wash her face, but before the water even boiled, Dongfang Lan began to bend over and vomit violently. Fortunately, neither of them had eaten much, and besides some alcohol, she vomited up nothing else.

However, this caused most of the vomit to land on Yang Fan. Seeing their disheveled state, Yang Fan couldn't help but laugh, feeling helpless.

Reluctantly, Yang Fan took off his coat and tried to clean the mess off her with a towel, but after several attempts, he couldn't get it clean. Finally, he could only remove her red bathrobe.

The unconscious Dongfang Lan allowed Yang Fan to do as he pleased. With her coat removed, she was only wearing a purple undergarment. Just like her alluring appearance, the view beneath the red bathrobe was equally breathtakingly seductive!

Her bra was purple with lace, and her panties were narrower than briefs but slightly wider than a thong—a style Yang Fan had never seen before.

Her skin was fair and smooth, her two full breasts stood proudly without sagging, her buttocks were pert and slightly upturned, her waist and abdomen were slightly plump but not flabby, every part of her body was a rounded curve. Her legs were fair and slender, her knees were rounded, her calves were very well-proportioned, and her feet were also delicate. To be honest, her body was like that of a noblewoman in a classical European painting, so beautiful.

Just as Yang Fan was about to lose control and do something, a few weak moans came from Dongfang Lan's nose, interrupting his thoughts. After quickly washing her clean, Yang Fan carried her to her bed.

A full stomach breeds lust, and wine emboldens lust. Looking at Dongfang Lan lying almost naked on the bed, Yang Fan almost lost control of his body. But when he thought that the person in front of him was unconscious, someone who had no defenses against him, he could only suppress the throbbing in his heart. After all, what difference was there between doing something inappropriate to an unsuspecting woman and being a beast?

"You're a good person!"

Recalling the last words Dongfang Lan had said to him, Yang Fan pulled the blanket over Dongfang Lan's delicate body before closing the door and leaving.

A gentle breeze caressed his face, clearing his slightly groggy mind. Standing by the window, he drew back the pink floor-length curtains, gazing up at the dark night sky through the milky-white sheer fabric. At that moment, his heart felt strangely calm.

"It's pitch black outside, what's there to see?"

Just as Yang Fan was lost in thought, a soft voice came from behind him.

"You're not drunk?"

Turning around, Yang Fan saw Dongfang Lan, who should have been fast asleep in bed, standing strangely behind him. Dongfang Lan was wearing a flowing, alluring silk nightgown, its sheen like a quietly flowing stream. Although it concealed her beautiful figure, it stirred ripples in Yang Fan's heart.

"Hehe, you know what I do for a living, socializing all day, dealing with alcohol every day, how could I possibly get drunk so easily?"

Leaning against the wall, Dongfang Lan stared at Yang Fan from the side.

"So, you were the one who actively seduced me just now. Aren't you afraid I might lose control and eat you up?"

Being stared at like that by Dongfang Lan made Yang Fan a little embarrassed. A hint of awkwardness rose on his face, and to cover it up, he joked.

Chapter 250 [A Short Pain is Better Than a Long One]

"Sigh! That's what I was thinking too, but who knew you, little brother, had the desire but not the courage. Such a beautiful woman was right in front of you, ready for you to take her, but you still didn't have the guts. I had no choice but to take the initiative!"

Intentionally or unintentionally, Dongfang Lan opposite Yang Fan puffed out her breasts, making her already alluring figure even more visible to Yang Fan!

"If you keep tempting me like this, I might just push you down the next moment! Don't think that just because we have an agreement I can't touch you. What if I can't hold back right now..."

Yang Fan swallowed hard, resisting the urge to rush forward and hug her.

"Is that so! I'll wait here! I want to see how bold you are, little brother?"

As if she really enjoyed seeing Yang Fan's embarrassed look, Dongfang Lan continued to tease him with her words, and while speaking, she didn't forget to gently unbutton half of the front of her robe.

She regretted it as soon as she unbuttoned it halfway, because from their angle, her movement allowed Yang Fan to see exactly what was under her robe. Moreover, because her underwear had just been soaked with alcohol and was sticking uncomfortably to her body, she hadn't had time to find another one to wear when she came out, meaning she was practically naked underneath...

Her current actions seemed like she was actively tempting Yang Fan, although she had that slight thought in her heart, it was still a far cry from actively offering herself.

Normally, she would never do this. Although she wasn't easily intoxicated, she had drunk quite a bit, just like Yang Fan. While not drunk, the alcohol made her prone to impulsive and reckless actions. Therefore, she only realized the crux of the problem after unbuttoning her clothes!

But by then, it was too late for regrets. Even if Yang Fan had strong willpower, he was still a normal man. A normal man, faced with temptation that no man could resist, seemed to have no choice but to become a wolf and pounce!

And so, Yang Fan was consumed! He was boiling! The last shred of reason vanished! His desire had never been so intense; it felt like a volcano was buried within him, ready to explode if it didn't erupt!

Without thinking, he walked to Dongfang Lan's side, and before she could react, he grabbed her delicate body, saying inexplicably, "Is that so! Don't worry, you'll soon find out if I have the guts!"

Before she could react, he opened his mouth wide and kissed her crimson lips!

Before she could utter another word, or even if she could, Dongfang Lan, her lips captured by Yang Fan's kiss, could only swallow the words she was about to say. Her body stiffened abruptly, but after only a few seconds, she began to respond passionately…

Lips met lips, and Yang Fan no longer cared about anything else. He knew exactly what he was doing. He wrapped an arm around her slender waist, pulling her tightly into his embrace, as if trying to drain her dry!

At that moment, Dongfang Lan, upon being embraced by Yang Fan, involuntarily succumbed to his charms. The alcohol in her system began to take effect. Her eyes were glazed, her gaze unfocused, her face flushed, and she was even disoriented. Under Yang Fan's teasing, her desire was completely aroused…

This would never have happened under normal circumstances, but at this moment, both of them had drunk a large amount of strong liquor. Alcohol-induced promiscuity is an age-old law. Under the influence of alcohol, they both let go of everything, embracing tightly. In this moment, they were completely intoxicated, consumed by passion.

Their intertwined bodies retreated from the window, first through the living room, then into the bedroom. Throughout the entire process, they remained glued together, he retreating, she retreating, neither making a sound. They were completely absorbed, lost in their own world, their lips and tongues locked in a passionate embrace, swallowing each other's saliva. As they

entered the room, Yang Fan could no longer contain his excitement. He freed one hand to open the door, then swiftly lifted his beloved into his arms, stepped inside, and closed the door behind him. The entire movement was fluid and seamless. Throughout the entire process, Yang Fan was still passionately kissing Dongfang Lan, not separating for even a second. It was as if they had rehearsed this scene countless times.

Yang Fan, holding Dongfang Lan on his side on the bed, kicked off his shoes and gently pressed against her soft, voluptuous body. His hands began to wander, no longer content with caressing her through her clothes. He impatiently ripped off her already loose nightgown...

The nightgown gently opened, revealing a beautiful woman, her body flawless, her breasts surpassing countless others in the mortal world, swaying gracefully, her breasts like two red plum blossoms, ripe and full!

Her slender waist was easily encircled, rising and falling slightly, without an ounce of excess fat, her navel perfectly round, her skin like solidified cream, smooth as butter, and as soft as jade to the touch. The end of her long, voluptuous legs was covered by purple underwear, but this only added to the allure... Dongfang Lan's entire body, except for the purple underwear covering her most mysterious parts, was completely exposed to Yang Fan's view.

Clothes had long become a constraint. Yang Fan, completely naked, lifted up Dongfang Lan's last line of defense, gently lifted it down, and easily took the thing that defied the existence of nature into his hand. He casually tossed the small piece of purple cloth aside!

Soft breaths and moans escaped uncontrollably from Dongfang Lan's nostrils, her suppressed moans stimulating a man's desire more powerfully than any aphrodisiac. At that moment, Yang Fan's heart burned with a fierce fire; he could no longer resist and pounced on her. He wanted to unleash his desire in the most intense and fiery way, to roam and conquer her body… Life

is always so strange. Yang Fan thought he understood himself well enough, but as he tried to experience things more deeply, he realized that his understanding of himself was far from sufficient.

Dongfang Lan remained immersed in the beautiful sensations, her eyes tightly closed, her face flushed, her breathing rapid and tinged with moans. In her youth, she had also had innocent fantasies, imagining her first time in a romantic setting, given to a handsome prince.

Now, the man who was truly about to break her body was her little brother, an unbelievable figure with a somewhat youthful appearance, yet always able to firmly grasp her heart.

Recalling her experience with Yang Fan, she realized that everything was so unbelievable, yet seemingly destined... In a brief moment, a jumble of chaotic thoughts flooded Dongfang Lan's mind, leaving her restless and disoriented. A

short, sharp pain is better than a long, drawn-out one. If a woman quickly loses her virginity, her first time will easily lose its original value in their eyes. But if the expectation of this pain increases, the meaning of her first time becomes very different.

Dongfang Lan had several opportunities to give herself to Yang Fan and say goodbye to the past completely. Unfortunately, each time at the crucial moment, she always missed the opportunity due to unforeseen circumstances. Even this time, Dongfang Lan didn't think she would succeed so easily!

To calm herself, Dongfang Lan tried to think about things that would be beneficial to her.

A pleasant mood did indeed have a calming effect. Before long, Dongfang Lan's mood improved considerably. Because her eyes were closed, after her emotions calmed down, her attention unconsciously began to shift to various parts of her body.

The first thing she felt was that her two most sensitive areas were being squeezed in someone's hands. Those two long, slender hands... were truly powerful. In his hands, her two precious parts were constantly changing shape.

Just a couple of squeezes and kneads, and Dongfang Lan already felt her body tremble. When Yang Fan's hands invaded her nipples, gently kneading and occasionally biting them with his tongue, she finally trembled and uttered a trembling sound.

Dongfang Lan trembled violently like a leaf, changing the frequency with Yang Fan's different movements. When his hands were faster, she would tremble faster; when his hands were slower, she would slow down.

Life always has surprises. The pleasure in her body had already made Dongfang Lan want to shout out loud, but Yang Fan's next movements gave her a new discovery. Her attention, following Yang Fan's thrusting and grinding movements, was naturally drawn to her lower body.

That lush forest, the birthplace of life, was being rhythmically squeezed by a huge thing. The relentless pressure remained confined to the edges, neither expanding nor spreading outwards, but relentlessly pressing against her most sensitive area, her very soul.

She had no idea how he had discovered it; the secret of that place was unknown even to herself!

At this moment, Yang Fan was like a master of seduction, relentlessly teasing Dongfang Lan's nerves to their limits.

A momentous occasion she would remember for a lifetime was approaching, and Dongfang Lan eagerly anticipated it, her muscles tense, her Adam's apple bobbing as she swallowed nervously. But that damned scoundrel merely lingered at the doorway, refusing to come in.

Even worse, her vital spot was being relentlessly pressed and ground against, creating a profound emptiness within her, yet simultaneously a surge of indescribable pleasure coursing through her soul…

Chapter 251 [Restoring Wushan Together]

This contradictory feeling left Dongfang Lan utterly bewildered. On one hand, she desperately wanted Yang Fan to push harder, to break through her defenses and truly become one. On the other hand, she couldn't bear to give up this unprecedented pleasure; she just wanted to experience it more, and more!

She knew that with each bit of friction, her body would become wetter, and with each bit of wetting, his burning desire would face less resistance. If he hadn't been deliberately controlling himself, that little guy would probably have already burst in!

Only when the entrance was completely muddy, and Yang Fan himself would go crazy if he didn't enter, did he slightly increase his force, breaking through and thrusting inside. His

sturdy spear pierced through, penetrating deeply; the enemy had no chance to resist, not even for a second. Yang Fan was ecstatic and about to continue his conquest when the beauty beneath him let out a pitiful scream. Her nails scratched wildly at his back, her body suddenly arched, and her previously half-closed eyes snapped open, pupils contracting rapidly. A look of pain crossed her face as she couldn't help but yell, biting down on Yang Fan's shoulder!

"Ah..."

After her scream, Dongfang Lan lay on Yang Fan's shoulder, silent for a long time. The intense pain in his shoulder almost made Yang Fan cry out as well, but it suddenly reminded him of something: the beauty beneath him was still a virgin!

The long spear, as if gripped tightly by vises, coupled with Dongfang Lan's reaction, all proclaimed this fact!

"Does it hurt?"

Feeling the delicate body trembling incessantly on top of him, Yang Fan thought for a long time before finally asking this rather unromantic question.

"What do you think? You bastard, you have no sense of chivalry whatsoever. Which bastard told me this was pleasurable? It hurts like hell!"

Hearing Yang Fan's question, Dongfang Lan, who was lying beneath him, cursed.

"Should I pull out first?"

Although Yang Fan was feeling extremely good and reluctant to withdraw, he forced himself to endure it when he saw Dongfang Lan's slightly bluish face.

"You dare!"

Unexpectedly, just as Yang Fan was about to make a move, Dongfang Lan grabbed him and scolded him angrily. As soon as she finished speaking, she actually tried to wriggle slightly in Yang Fan's arms...

No man could resist such temptation, even if the secret was poison, no one could resist it. Dongfang Lan's actions made Yang Fan's soul fly to the clouds, but he did not only care about his own enjoyment.

Remembering it was her first time, he began to use extremely gentle movements, allowing her to experience more, touch more, and merge more deeply, to fully penetrate her and let her completely devour him…

He kissed Dongfang Lan's cherry lips, using his gentleness and tenderness to alleviate her pain from her first time.

Yang Fan's kiss, in reality, didn't offer Dongfang Lan much help; it was even less effective than caressing her sensitive areas, which was more likely to distract her. Yet

, this very action deeply moved Dongfang Lan. Even though he was clearly enduring great pain, he was still thinking of her… Dongfang Lan's slightly furrowed brows relaxed, and beneath her fluttering eyelashes, tears welled up. She was overjoyed to have such a man!

At this moment, no words were needed; only soft breaths were enough to express the full pleasure of her body. Time drifted by in this perfect melody, as if everything had fallen silent, yet as if everything was continuing...

When the first rays of dawn shone through the window, they finally startled the pair of wild mandarin ducks on the bed, who were still deep in slumber after the storm had passed.

Slightly opening his eyes, Yang Fan shook his still dizzy and throbbing head, then turned to look at Dongfang Lan, who was still fast asleep beside him. Looking at her exquisitely beautiful face, as if sculpted naturally, a strange emotion suddenly welled up within him.

Just then, Dongfang Lan, who had been fast asleep, also woke up. For reasons unknown, Yang Fan closed his eyes the moment she opened them, pretending to be asleep.

Dongfang Lan, like Yang Fan, had just woken up and didn't know what had happened. Slowly opening her eyes, she placed a delicate finger on her temple and groaned, "My head hurts so much..."

But she was stunned halfway through her sentence!

Looking at the man lying beside her, images began to flash through Dongfang Lan's mind. Recalling the events of the previous night, she sat up on the bed, not bothering to pull up her clothes to cover herself, leaving her perfect figure exposed to the air.

She slowly reached out her arm, trying to wake Yang Fan, but ultimately withdrew it. Looking at Yang Fan's inverted triangle upper body and his well-developed yet aesthetically pleasing physique, perhaps thinking he was fast asleep, she boldly reached out and stroked his cheeks and chest. The

touch on his chest was both tingling and incredibly comfortable for Yang Fan. Only now did he realize that a man could feel so good being touched by a woman. If he weren't worried about her getting angry if she found out he was awake, he would have already pounced on her again!

After a while, Dongfang Lan jumped off the bed, draped her robe over herself, and walked to the window, braless, with her back to Yang Fan, looking at the still-dim sky. It was unclear what she was thinking.

Peeking out, Yang Fan looked at the beautiful figure at the window. Her jet-black hair flowed straight and smoothly over her shoulders, her back graceful, her hair swaying, her neck as white as jade, her figure slender, her waist delicate, revealing her curves. Just that one silhouette was no less beautiful than any of the women Yang Fan knew!

But for some reason, looking at that graceful figure, Yang Fan sensed a faint sadness emanating from her—a loneliness, a melancholy that was difficult to fathom, yet Yang Fan could clearly feel her state of mind.

Yang Fan knew why Dongfang Lan was acting this way; his actions last night were tantamount to declaring war on the Dongfang family. After all, Dongfang Lan still bore the surname Dongfang. Even if she hated that family, she still had deep feelings for certain people and certain events within it.

Although she often said she wanted to personally destroy the Dongfang family, when it actually came to pass, she didn't know what to do. Especially since this matter had dragged Yang Fan into it. This made her not only unsure how to face the Dongfang family, but also worried about Yang Fan's safety, after all, she knew firsthand the power of the Dongfang family!

Sensing Dongfang Lan's loneliness, Yang Fan got out of bed, still naked, and walked up to her from behind, saying, "Why are you up so early? It's barely dawn, why didn't you sleep a little longer?"

"Hehe, little brother, you're awake. Did you sleep well last night?"

Only after Yang Fan spoke did Dongfang Lan wake up. Feeling the figure so close behind her, her face flushed. Embarrassed by her own awkwardness, she half-jokingly replied,

"Of course! With such a beautiful woman like you by my side, how could I not sleep well!"

Seeing the blush on her cheeks, Yang Fan's heart fluttered. He took the opportunity to pull her into his arms, speaking in a suggestive tone.

Her body stiffened noticeably as Yang Fan's member pressed against her buttocks. Dongfang Lan felt a surge of desire. Although Yang Fan had given her a wild and passionate experience last night, she had been drunk and her feelings weren't very intense. Moreover, having tasted the forbidden fruit for the first time, she had an endless longing for such things. Now, with Yang Fan pressing against her like this, she was aroused again. But to avoid embarrassment, she could only say, "Stop it, little brother!"

"Yes, it's just dawn. We should still be sleeping. How can we waste such a precious time?"

Dongfang Lan's twist of her waist had caused Yang Fan's desire to surge to its peak. He picked her up, and with a startled cry from Dongfang Lan, the two fell back onto the bed...

Sometimes, communication between men and women doesn't necessarily have to rely on words. A different approach might be more effective! This was the case between Yang Fan and Dongfang Lan now. After a passionate and entangled encounter, the distance between their hearts had shortened considerably once again.

The clouds dispersed and the rain ceased, not because Yang Fan was exhausted, but because Dongfang Lan was simply too weak to endure the pleasure and could no longer bear his favor! Holding his beloved, Yang Fan gently wiped her forehead and asked tenderly, "Are you tired?"

Dongfang Lan shyly took Yang Fan's hand, rubbing her cheek against his palm with great enjoyment, without speaking. It wasn't that she didn't want to speak, but at this moment, she simply had no strength left...

Time passed by, and the couple lying on the bed were both enjoying the afterglow of their lovemaking. After a long while, Dongfang Lan in Yang Fan's arms regained some strength and tried to get up, but found herself unable to rise. Helpless, she obediently lay back in Yang Fan's arms, sighing with a flushed face!

The two adorable blushes on Dongfang Lan's cheeks reignited Yang Fan's pent-up passion. As he spoke, his wicked hands began to roam over her body again…

"Oh…no, I can't take it anymore, I really can't today…ah!"

Dongfang Lan, still reeling from the boundless pleasure, hadn't even had time to think before Yang Fan pinned her down again, and her plea for mercy was only half-finished…

Chapter 252 [Peach Blossom Spring]

"Ah…"

People say, sleeping until you naturally wake up, counting money until your hands cramp. For most people, this is the ideal life. While Yang Fan didn't count money until his hands cramped, he certainly did sleep until he naturally woke up.

When he awoke from his sweet dream and stretched, he realized the woman beside him was gone. Looking at the clock on the wall, he realized it was already nine in the morning.

Luckily, he didn't have to go to class today, otherwise he would have been late again. Yang Fan put on his pants but couldn't find his shirt anywhere. He opened the bedroom door and immediately smelled the aroma of fried eggs. A rich, delicious smell of food wafted out as soon as he opened the door; Dongfang Lan was already up and preparing dinner. Smelling the enticing aroma and watching her busy figure in the kitchen through the living room, Yang Fan suddenly felt an inexplicable sense of satisfaction. Dongfang Lan, busy at work, looked like a housewife preparing breakfast for her husband, filling him with a warm and comforting feeling!

Without even putting on his shoes, Yang Fan crouched low and carefully approached the kitchen, wanting to surprise her. Unexpectedly, just as he reached the kitchen door, Dongfang Lan, who had her back to him, suddenly giggled and said, "Little brother, you got up without saying anything? What are you up to, sneaking around like this?" Scratching his head

sheepishly, Yang Fan realized there was no point in hiding anymore since he'd been discovered. He walked behind Dongfang Lan and feigned surprise, saying, "Oh! I was so careful, but you still found out!"

Dongfang Lan turned around and saw Yang Fan acting like a child, and couldn't help but laugh. She extended her delicate finger and lightly tapped Yang Fan's forehead, saying, "Hmph! You little rascal, how come I didn't notice you were so mischievous a few days ago!"

Yang Fan stretched out his arms and hugged Dongfang Lan tightly, saying with a slightly roguish expression, "Sister Lan, don't you think it's a little late to realize this now?"

Dongfang Lan's body went limp as Yang Fan hugged her, leaning against his shoulder, unwilling to get up. Smelling his unique masculine scent, she couldn't help but recall the passionate moment that morning. Immediately, two lovely blushes appeared on her face.

"Haha, what delicious food is my wife making? It smells so good it's making me hungry."

Yang Fan then noticed that Dongfang Lan was wearing the shirt he had been searching for, with an apron around her waist. However, she wasn't wearing pants or a skirt, leaving her long, white legs completely exposed. Although the apron was tied at the back of her waist, the shirt hem, while covering her buttocks, still outlined the full curves of her hips.

Upon this discovery, Yang Fan immediately felt his penis rapidly hardening again. He had only ejaculated twice last night before sleeping with her, and now he had to make up for it.

Yang Fan hugged Dongfang Lan's waist, kissed her neck, and took a deep breath before saying, "It smells so good. What's this?"

"Can't you see for yourself? It's just a fried egg!"

Dongfang Lan didn't resist Yang Fan's intimacy much, only giving him a sidelong glance.

"I meant you smell so good!"

Yang Fan laughed.

"You!"

Dongfang Lan slapped the man's forehead and said, "It's just ordinary shower gel. I took a shower while you were still asleep!"

"Then why are you wearing my shirt?"

Yang Fan's hands were inside his apron. His left hand, through the shirt, pinched the woman's full breasts. She wasn't wearing a bra, so her breasts felt very comfortable. His right hand went straight into her breasts, climbing up that mysterious garden.

"Ah... don't touch me like that. I still have to cook... your shirt is so big and loose. It must be comfortable!"

"Is that so? I think it's more comfortable not to wear anything!"

Clearly feeling the temperature of the beauty in his arms rise, the flame that Yang Fan had just suppressed was rekindled. He gently cupped the woman's delicate chin with his hand, opened his mouth wide, and completely sealed the woman's lips with his...

"Ugh... ugh..."

Dongfang Lan wanted to say something, but her mouth was sealed shut by Yang Fan, and she could only let out whimpers. However, she was reluctant to stop this feeling. After a slight struggle, she also complied with Yang Fan's actions and hugged him tightly.

"Hmm? What's that smell?"

Soon, the two were completely absorbed in their meal, and just as Yang Fan was about to take it a step further, he suddenly smelled a pungent, burning odor!

"Ah! The food's burnt!"

Hearing Yang Fan's words, Dongfang Lan cried out and turned around, frantically trying to deal with the iron pot that was sizzling on the fire.

As Dongfang Lan turned around, all that was left for Yang Fan was a pert, full buttocks. Dongfang Lan wasn't wearing pants, and her bending over instantly made Yang Fan's blood boil!

Looking at that fullness, Yang Fan didn't think twice. He leaned against her, pressing his erection against Dongfang Lan's fragrant buttocks, while simultaneously wrapping his arms around her waist and beginning to sway slightly.

"No! No, little brother, I can't today, I really can't! If we do it again, I'll die!"

With Yang Fan's hot member pressed against her back, Dongfang Lan's hands, holding the iron ladle, trembled slightly as she pleaded. Although the feeling was incredibly pleasurable, she simply didn't have the strength to go on again!

"But I feel terrible, my dear wife!"

Yang Fan protested.

Turning off the electric stove, Dongfang Lan turned and glanced at Yang Fan's erection, her mind reeling. She blushed slightly and murmured softly.

Seeing that Dongfang Lan didn't seem to resist much, Yang Fan intensified his actions.

Provoked by Yang Fan, Dongfang Lan's legs trembled slightly. She wrapped her arms around his neck, kissing his tongue, and said haltingly, "Mmm... little brother... no... I'm... cooking..."

"Don't call me little brother, call me husband."

After kissing for a while, Yang Fan pulled her arms, pressed her hands against the cupboard, pressed her back, and bit her earlobe.

He had always been bothered by the term "little brother," but had struggled to get Dongfang Lan to change it. Now, with this once-in-a-lifetime opportunity, how could he not be eager to bring it up?

"Ah...husband...husband..."

Dongfang Lan knew what Yang Fan wanted to do; she could clearly feel the hardness of his penis pressing against her pert buttocks. At this moment, she would probably agree to any embarrassing suggestion from Yang Fan, let alone change her mind.

While kissing her, Yang Fan lifted the hem of Dongfang Lan's shirt to her waist, saying, "Good wife, your skin is so tender, just like a baby's."

Dongfang Lan consciously spread her legs, stretching them straight, lowering her head to cover her face with her long hair, stretching her arms to push against the edge of the low kitchen cabinet, trying to stick her buttocks out as high as possible. Faced with Yang Fan's praise, she was very happy, but besides murmuring in her sleep, she couldn't say anything: "Ah...husband..."

"Mmm...mmm..."

Dongfang Lan bit her lower lip, letting out a moan of unbearable pleasure.

Yang Fan forcefully parted Dongfang Lan's two plump petals, letting his already erect and proud little guy press against the entrance, moving back and forth gently, but not entering, making Dongfang Lan pant heavily!

"Baby, do you know Tao Yuanming's 'Peach Blossom Spring'?"

Yang Fan suddenly asked.

"Ah... I've heard of it, ah... wh... what's wrong?"

At this moment, Dongfang Lan was already lost in thought, her face flushed, her body stiff, and she had no strength to answer Yang Fan's question.

"Do you still remember it?"

Yang Fan continued to ask.

"Ah... I... I've almost forgotten it... Oh... husband, harder, harder..."

Dongfang Lan, having tasted the sweetness, couldn't help but ask.

"Then let me recite a few lines for you?"

Yang Fan pretended not to hear.

"Hmm... why... why did you suddenly think of reciting... reciting this?"

Seeing that Yang Fan was unmoved, Dongfang Lan tried to twist her body, trying to increase the intensity of her movements, but Yang Fan skillfully evaded her every move.

"Following the stream, forgetting how far the road is, suddenly I come upon a peach blossom grove..."

Yang Fan began to recite, and as he recited, the force in his waist increased, pressing lightly and heavily against that alluring indentation.

Dongfang Lan, no ordinary woman, understood Yang Fan's meaning instantly, even in this moment of irrepressible lust. She squeezed Yang Fan tightly with her thighs, then released him, tilting her head back and spitting at him, saying, "You're so bad...you...you lecher! How come I didn't see through you before?"

"Hehe, my good wife, how can a wolf approach a flock of sheep without wearing sheep's clothing?"

Yang Fan laughed. As he spoke, he actually placed his hand on that small garden, continuing to recite, "No other trees, fragrant grasses, fallen petals..."

"Ah...you're so annoying, so annoying, stop reciting, it's so embarrassing!"

Even with Dongfang Lan's boldness, she was made to cover her face and cry out in embarrassment by Yang Fan's shameless words, her jade-like skin flushed a bewitching pink, truly like a blooming peach blossom.

The magic method was showing results, and the beauty was aroused. Would you stop if you were in her shoes? Only a fool would stop, and Yang Fan was certainly not one. So, ignoring Dongfang Lan's pleas, he simply took off Dongfang Lan's shirt.

When a woman's body is exposed to her lover, she feels intense shame. Dongfang Lan was no exception; her whole body trembled, and she turned her head away, refusing to meet Yang Fan's gaze.

"Hehe..."

Ignoring Dongfang Lan's protests, Yang Fan continued reciting the next line: "Going forward again, wanting to explore the forest to its end, the forest ends at the source of the stream, and there is a mountain, with a small opening, as if there is light..."

Chapter
253 [Going Through the Back Door]

The flowers and plants in Dongfang Lan's small garden weren't plentiful, like sparse trees and grasses, with hills rising like mountains, and the petals at the foot of the hills, already engorged with blood, were incredibly fresh. Surrounded by clam shells, the stream flowing from the spring accumulated into a pool. And the swollen, erect red beans were covered with glistening liquid, shining brightly in the dim light.

At this moment, Yang Fan's long-erect penis throbbed violently again. The saliva that had been accumulating at the muzzle couldn't withstand gravity and plummeted downwards, leaving a silvery trail in the darkness, mirroring the shimmering light of her private parts.

Seeing that Dongfang Lan was already aroused, Yang Fan leaned close to her ear and whispered, "Little darling, I'm coming in, okay?"

"Mmm..."

Dongfang Lan didn't answer, only gently swaying her hips, gesturing to Yang Fan.

Yang Fan smiled slightly, knowing that Dongfang Lan was shy. He stopped teasing her, placed his hands on the woman's slender waist, and thrust his hips forward sharply, penetrating her deeply, causing both of them to arch their heads back!

"Ah!"

Dongfang Lan cried out. The object inside her was so hard and hot, it felt like it was piercing her body: "Husband... ah... you... you... you're too... too... too..."

She couldn't find a suitable word to describe her feelings!

Dongfang Lan suddenly arched her upper body, using the back of her head and buttocks as fulcrums, her entire back forming an arch, her hands gripping the edge of the closet in front of her.

In an instant, Yang Fan felt as if he had entered a hot and soft space, sinking into a succulent, soft mass. An unprecedented sensation surged through him like waves, relentlessly assaulting his brain. Had he not taken a deep breath in desperation, he might have surrendered instantly!

"Ah...you...I...I'm...dying..."

Dongfang Lan held on for a few seconds before her body went limp, her eyes tightly shut, her delicate eyebrows furrowed, and her open "O"-shaped mouth could only utter gasps and sounds that were almost like cries.

Yang Fan closed his eyes, enjoying her natural yet powerful contractions and movements, every one of his 36,000 pores cheering loudly.

"Baby, is it comfortable?"

After enjoying the feeling of Yang Fan's natural contractions and waiting for Dongfang Lan to recover a little, Yang Fan leaned down and kissed her round, pearly earlobe, asking.

"You...you're so mean! That last thrust almost...almost ripped my heart out..."

After this short period of recovery, she could at least speak normally.

"How about I move a few times?"

If he just stood there like this, his burning desire would probably set Yang Fan on fire.

Dongfang Lan still didn't open her beautiful eyes, only letting out a long "hmm" through her nose.

Having received the beauty's signal, Yang Fan began to charge forward with all his might, engaging in a wide-ranging and powerful battle. As he charged forward with all his might, Yang Fan still couldn't help but laugh and recite loudly: "After walking several dozen steps, the view suddenly opened up, the land was flat and wide, the houses were neatly arranged, there were fertile fields, beautiful ponds, mulberry trees and bamboo groves, the paths crisscrossed, and the sounds of chickens and dogs could be heard..."

This description was quite apt; Dongfang Lan's delicate little garden was indeed fertile fields and beautiful ponds, narrow at the entrance but wide inside, with shallow paths and abundant streams. It should be the legendary "Jade Pot of Spring Water." Yang Fan diligently cultivated it, and pink, tender flesh moved in and out with his movements, just like thousands of acres of fertile fields, the plow turning over the soil. Hearing the soft cries and panting, it was as if he were in a farmhouse courtyard, with chickens crowing and dogs barking outside, and swallows chirping under the eaves.

Hearing Yang Fan's words, Dongfang Lan was displeased. She rolled her eyes and said, "Hmm...you're talking about...it's a house, you're so annoying, so annoying, is it really that wide?"

"Haha..."

Yang Fan laughed loudly, "Good wife, you're so tight and wet down there, how could it be wide? I was just using a metaphor!"

"Hmm..."

Dongfang Lan vigorously swayed her slender waist a few times, as a response to Yang Fan's praise.

"It's not wrong to call it a house, it's our son's first home in the future."

Yang Fan said, but his waist movements didn't stop for a moment, maintaining a high-speed motion.

These words must have stimulated some nerve, because Dongfang Lan suddenly became aroused. Not only did she speak coquettishly, but her eyes were also so charming that they seemed to drip with water, her jade body twisted like a snake, and her flower path curved and contracted, making it difficult for Yang Fan to move. The scene was truly indescribable!

"You little vixen, you're so alluring!"

Dongfang Lan's actions were like adding fuel to the fire for Yang Fan; her rare display of seductive charm only intensified his desire.

"Oh...husband...too...too heavy, ah...this time...so deep...so deep, um...this time too..."

The soundproofing in Dongfang Lan's room was excellent, so Yang Fan wasn't worried about being overheard. The kitchen wasn't very well lit, making things appear hazy. The beauty beneath him had faded into the darkness; with the faint light filtering through the window, Yang Fan could only make out a blurry outline. The "squelching" sounds of their friction, combined with her ethereal moans and cries, created a melodious, lingering celestial melody!

Yang Fan loved entering from behind like this. He could admire from above the heart-shaped muse as his masculine symbol moved in and out of her beautiful, heart-shaped buttocks, watching her delicate anus open and close, while simultaneously indulging in his own masturbation—truly the ultimate pleasure in life!

"Ah..." Dongfang Lan's legs went weak, and she couldn't stand any longer. She knelt down, trembling, her ten long, slender fingers still hooked on the edge of the kitchen cabinet, her burning skin pressed against the cold cabinet door.

Yang Fan knelt down with her, unbuttoning his shirt inside his apron, grasping her full breasts with both hands, and thrusting his tongue to kiss her cheek fiercely.

Dongfang Lan shivered, her lower abdomen suddenly cramping, the intense stimulation rushing to her head, making her dizzy and lightheaded. A large amount of fluid gushed out, her hands slowly sliding down the kitchen cabinet.

Her limp body suddenly sprang up, and she said to Yang Fan, "Husband... I... I need to go to the bathroom... Quick... let me go..."

Having experienced this in Dongfang Lan's office before, Yang Fan knew that Dongfang Lan would feel the urge to urinate at that moment, so he didn't refuse her suggestion.

"Hehe, my sweetheart, I'll take you."

Yang Fan gripped her thighs with both hands, and with a burst of strength, lifted her off the ground, heading towards the bathroom. Even during this process, their joined bodies remained together!

"Ah...it's so beautiful...I'm going to cum again...I can't take it...I need to pee...I can't hold it in..."

The feeling of both pleasure and frustration was driving Dongfang Lan crazy. She leaned her upper body against Yang Fan's chest, her head tilted back on his shoulder, her tongue pressed against his ear, desperately screaming incoherently.

Entering the bathroom, Yang Fan turned and gave the woman a passionate kiss, saying, "Come on, baby, let me see you pee again."

"Husband...you...you're so perverted..."

Dongfang Lan really wanted to urinate, but there was still a thick rod inside her. How could she relax like this?

"No...no...husband...you...you're still inside me...I...I can't pee..."

Yang Fan raised his arms and withdrew his penis from her body. The little guy's proud head was right in front of her anus. He said, "Is it okay now? Relax a little."

"Mmm..."

Dongfang Lan sighed, "It's coming out...it's coming out..."

"One, two, three."

Yang Fan silently counted in his mind. At the same time as a jet of water shot out, his hands supporting the woman's thighs sank down, and the long spear, as solid as an iron rod and covered in bodily fluids, broke through the door and suddenly entered Dongfang Lan's anus. Because the sphincter muscles were relaxed during urination, it went all the way in!

"Ah!"

Dongfang Lan screamed. Fortunately, Yang Fan didn't move. He just left the little guy in her rectum. The pain wasn't completely unbearable, but the feeling of fullness was something she had never "enjoyed" in her entire life!

Seeing the urine that had suddenly stopped when he thrust in spurt out again, even more forcefully than before, Yang Fan was almost ecstatic. He knew that Dongfang Lan wasn't particularly averse to anal sex, either physiologically or psychologically. He never imagined that this usually flirtatious and bold vixen could be such a fun and alluring woman once she let loose…

To the naked eye, one could only see that a certain dry passage was moistened by dew, quite different from the rest, but the true wonder could only be fully appreciated by going inside.

Back then, the reason Yang Fan hadn't taken her in Dongfang Lan's office was because of that tempting bet. To enjoy that unusual thrill, Yang Fan had suppressed his desire, all for the sake of fulfilling his wish someday.

But now that they had already slept together, the bet was naturally void. Yang Fan could easily guess that, given Dongfang Lan's fickle nature, she would definitely renege on the bet.

Therefore, to achieve his goal, Yang Fan had to act unexpectedly and find the perfect time so that even if Dongfang Lan wanted to object, she wouldn't have a chance to voice it.

Last night, in his eagerness for pleasure, Yang Fan hadn't thought about this matter, but now it was different. Having already entered through the main entrance, he now wanted to use the side entrance and the back door. So, from the very beginning, he was looking for an opportunity.

However, although Dongfang Lan was completely captivated by him, she seemed to be constantly wary of Yang Fan using the back door, even when he entered from behind, she was still cautious. This forced Yang Fan to delay his plan.

Finally, he seized this golden opportunity, taking advantage of Dongfang Lan's relaxed mood, lowest guard, and most relaxed body to launch a surprise attack!

Chapter 254 [Soul Sublimation]

Of course, Yang Fan didn't really care about the bet with Dongfang Lan, but what he truly cared about was the wager itself, after all, for any man, that wager held endless allure. Naturally, Yang Fan was no exception.

Yang Fan had a fairly good grasp of Dongfang Lan's personality. Despite her initial quick agreement, he knew that even if he won, she would likely try every means to renege. Besides, things had reached this point, and the bet was meaningless. As for

anal sex, aside from a few women with unusual preferences, most women wouldn't agree to it. Men, however, were quite the opposite; most men longed for it, even beyond certain areas!

Take Yang Fan, for example. He was no longer the shy virgin he once was; he understood the pleasures of women and naturally yearned for unique experiences. Shen Ruoxi, however, was a traditional woman in this regard. For her, even oral sex was a luxury. She was fine with whatever Yang Fan did in normal positions, but she couldn't accept anything unconventional!

Yang Fan understood Shen Ruoxi's personality and didn't make excessive demands in this regard. But not demanding didn't mean he didn't want it. Unable to find success with Shen Ruoxi, Yang Fan naturally turned his attention to other women… Otherwise, why would people say men are forever lustful and insatiable?

Therefore, his first target was Dongfang Lan. This enchanting woman never played by the rules and often did things that ordinary people wouldn't. Logically, with her changeable personality, she should have been more receptive in that direction. It was with this in mind that Yang Fan made the bet with Dongfang Lan!

But plans often go awry. Even with all his calculations, Yang Fan couldn't have foreseen that his drunken indiscretion would lead him to break the rules before the bet was even finalized.

The die was cast, the rules were broken, and there was no need to continue the game. Therefore, Yang Fan's plan had to be shelved… But Yang Fan wasn't giving up, and that's why the scene just now unfolded!

However, he finally managed to seize an opportunity, taking advantage of Dongfang Lan's most relaxed moment to successfully enter through her back door...

The contact between their hot and cool skin sent a jolt through them both. Immediately afterward, Yang Fan gently placed his hands on her buttocks and pushed them apart.

This force caused her two most private areas to split open, revealing their soft, pinkish hues!

Since Yang Fan had already successfully entered... no! It couldn't be said that he had successfully entered! Only a small portion. That was just Yang Fan's perception. Looking down, he realized he had only gone in a tiny bit.

With another thrust, Yang Fan felt as if he had gone in more than halfway, but looking down, he found that only the tip had entered.

"Huh?"

Upon closer inspection, Yang Fan realized just how wonderful the beauty beneath him truly was. Previously, Yang Fan was so focused on entering that he hadn't realized that his two movements had actually led him into two different entrances. Only after making another move did he realize that each further step felt like entering a narrow, confined space.

If one had to find a comparison, the phrase "layered mountains and overlapping barriers" might suffice, but its wonder differed greatly from that of "layered mountains and overlapping ridges."

Those layers of mountains referred to numerous folds, where each step was met with compression from multiple folds, leading to a more intense experience. Dongfang Lan's wonder, however, was like a chrysanthemum that could bloom a hundred times; each deeper step revealed a new surprise, making one feel as if they had already experienced all the wonders, only to discover yet another wondrous realm within. While

Yang Fan savored all the wonders, Dongfang Lan suffered greatly. Just then, she suddenly felt a tearing pain throughout her body!

A piercing scream rang out, and two streams of tears slid down her cheeks. Amidst the immense pain and stimulation, her soul seemed to undergo a sublimation. She felt the heavy burden that had been weighing on her heart finally leave her body!

Her lips, her flower path, her anus—all now belonged completely to the person behind her. From now on, she no longer needed to worry about being abandoned. The weight that had been hanging over her heart could finally be lifted completely. At this moment, she felt so light, so joyful, even the pain had lessened considerably…

“Hiss!”

Having only entered the vanguard, Yang Fan was enveloped in an unusual and blissful embrace, feeling as if he were about to float away. The warmth and heat that penetrated to his very core made him forget all his troubles.

The moment Yang Fan entered her body, Dongfang Lan felt as if she were being completely torn apart. She couldn't help but curse him wildly in her heart, calling him a bandit, a robber, a despicable scoundrel who defiled a widow's home and dug up a childless grave…

Yet, within that tearing, piercing pain lay a numbing sensation that soothed her very soul. Just a little penetration, and her entire body went limp.

Pain mingled with heat, limpness with numbness—all these sensations intertwined in her most delicate and sensitive spot. At that moment, how she wished he would penetrate deeper, to escape this agonizing situation. How she also wished he would slow down, so she could…forever remember this blissful moment!

Her body's natural reaction made her like a stimulated python, desperately squeezing and enveloping him, trying to push him out, to crush him to pieces.

But he didn't give up; instead, he thoroughly enjoyed it. After experiencing her squeezing service, he was no longer satisfied with just a little stimulation, and pierced a straight passage through the winding, narrow path.

It wasn't a naturally straight path, and as he revealed himself, the road before him began to contract and compress further due to inertia.

That folded contraction and compression made his journey all the more arduous. It was also the contraction and compression of these folds that made him feel as if he were ascending to heaven, as if he were drinking sweet dew!

He advanced again and again, only to be hindered by the repeated compression of her body. This slow advance was clearly unable to completely conquer her emptiness. So, he withdrew most of his body, and then launched another rampant attack.

"Ah!"

He entered her completely, and she finally possessed him completely...

Yang Fan experienced all kinds of wonderful sensations, but Dongfang Lan suffered, her heart pounding like fifteen buckets of water, constantly fluctuating. She never found her balance.

First, she was caught off guard, and Yang Fan seized the opportunity to break her anus. Her heart was immediately filled with shock, and she completely lost her composure, not knowing what to do. It wasn't until he went deeper that she began to notice. It seemed... something had changed. Yes, something had changed. It wasn't until he went deeper that she began to notice. It seemed... something had changed.

The feeling was very strange, like having a belly full of... Damn it! How could she compare herself to that? This feeling was completely different! It was at least a thousand times, ten thousand times better than that feeling!

It's worth mentioning that Dongfang Lan's physiological structure is extremely peculiar; it's as if most of her sensitive nerves are located in her rectum.

Even more remarkably, within this rectum, numerous portals formed by two crescent-shaped folds have grown. Each portal isn't very large, yet it's incredibly flexible.

Each time Yang Fan penetrated, he had to break through one of these portals. After he penetrated, these breached portals weren't completely useless; they acted like two soft, fleshy brushes, gently caressing and rubbing Yang Fan's sensitive areas. If his stamina were even slightly lacking, he would likely have immediately collapsed.

Fortunately, Yang Fan had already mastered an unyielding technique and possessed various skills, making him unafraid of any challenge from any weapon. Thus, this battle became a chaotic clash of titans, with one man on top of the others. One was beneath him, rising and falling, one panting heavily, the other whispering softly…

In no time, beads of sweat the size of beans seeped from every possible part of Yang Fan's body. It seemed to be more exhausting than a life-or-death battle!

But despite the effort, the exquisite pleasure was far beyond anything a triumphant victory could offer. The difference with a superior instrument lies in its ability to generate a hundred times more pleasure than ordinary ones. Therefore, Yang Fan was deeply immersed in it, unconsciously exerting himself, exerting himself even more, wanting to use every ounce of his strength.

Dongfang Lan initially managed to breathe softly and moan gently, but even this didn't require much effort and couldn't last long. Soon after, she couldn't bear the soreness and numbness in her lower back and collapsed into Yang Fan's arms.

With a quick glint in his eyes, Yang Fan hatched a plan. He held Dongfang Lan still, sitting on the edge of the bathtub in the bathroom, still holding her and supporting her buttocks, preparing for another round of fierce attacks!

He made this move to rest, as maintaining a horse stance all the time, even with his profound martial arts foundation, was quite tiring.

But he didn't expect that, due to the connection between their bodies, as Yang Fan sat down, Dongfang Lan was pulled by gravity and involuntarily fell heavily into his arms.

This fall had a surprising effect; the little thing inside Dongfang Lan's body wasn't pulled out, but instead burrowed even deeper into her body.

For a moment, Dongfang Lan even thought that her place of release had been ruptured, and that her soul had floated out of her head for a fleeting instant…

Chapter 255 [The Hungry Ghost]

This mysterious feeling was truly something that could only be understood intuitively, not explained in words. At this moment, Dongfang Lan was thinking something rather strange: "No wonder the Chinese folklore of immortals and magic always mentions bedroom arts, and they always use terms like 'mysterious and profound' to describe it.

And Yang Fan's experience is different. Having a part of his body inside a woman's body isn't a big deal for Yang Fan. The problem is, he's never experienced having a part of his body inside a woman's body with a lot of air and fluids remaining inside.

What's worse… because of the tight connection, the fluids and air inside can't be released at all. So, when Dongfang Lan fell heavily due to gravity, the originally quiet..." The air and the spring water suddenly erupted in chaos.

Yang Fan became the scapegoat for their fury. He felt his manhood being relentlessly rubbed by the scorching air, and to make matters worse, he had to endure the agonizing sting of each water droplet, like a bouncy ball.

To call all these sensations pain wouldn't be entirely accurate. It was more like a bittersweet experience! Of course, pain was a tiny fraction; pleasure was the dominant theme.

Their current position was undeniably bizarre. Yang Fan, completely naked, sat cross-legged on the edge of the bathtub, holding the equally naked Dongfang Lan in his arms. Dongfang Lan, meanwhile, was completely out of it, her hands instinctively resting on Yang Fan's exposed chest, her head bowed low. Her body trembled slightly, as if she were half-asleep.

What was truly astonishing wasn't their position, but rather the fact that Dongfang Lan's lower abdomen was slightly swollen, like that of a pregnant woman!

At this moment, Dongfang Lan's lower abdomen resembled that of a woman three or four months pregnant, perfectly round and beautiful! Previously, her lower abdomen had been flat and remarkably smooth and alluring! But now, it bulged into a semi-circular shape; even a pregnant woman's belly wasn't this round!

Undoubtedly, Dongfang Lan's most perfect feature was her buttocks! Especially now, viewed from the side, they were simply exquisitely curvaceous, a beautifully sculpted S-curve!

A beautiful curve was already a captivating advantage, but her buttocks, compared to other women, possessed an extra three points of firmness and elasticity. Add to that a touch of sheen and a hint of smoothness! Such a perfect buttock shape would make even a woman swoon, wishing she could transform into a man and indulge in its caresses, even feeling jealous. How much more so for Yang Fan?

So, he couldn't help but increase the pressure, his large hands supporting that area moving back and forth, as if trying to crush, knead, and shred it!

Yang Fan's actions didn't make Dongfang Lan feel uncomfortable at all; on the contrary, they aroused the desire within her. She opened her mouth, as if wanting to say something, but remained motionless for a long time. It wasn't that she didn't want to, but that she simply didn't have the strength to speak!

On one hand, she felt that her body was no longer able to withstand Yang Fan's favor; on the other hand, she couldn't help but feel a trembling pleasure that made her very soul tremble.

As for her, although she struggled to get up from Yang Fan's embrace, whether it was because of the tightness of their muscles or some other reason, she couldn't get up no matter how hard she tried, and instead cried out in pain.

"You...you'd better get out!"

Helpless, Dongfang Lan could only plead with Yang Fan for help.

Although he didn't understand why Dongfang Lan would say this, Yang Fan assumed that Dongfang Lan couldn't bear the pain of anal sex. Hearing the displeasure in her words, he lifted Dongfang Lan's buttocks and pulled upwards with all his might!

"Pfft!"

A clear sound of a cork being opened broke the silence in the room. Both Yang Fan and the dazed Dongfang Lan turned their gazes to the source of the sound: the place where the two were joined!

It was completely unimaginable that the intertwined bodies of a man and a woman could produce such a sensual effect. A transparent, milky-white, viscous liquid slowly dripped down the woman's inner thighs. This scene was a slow-motion replay after the gushing of liquid...

For a moment, Dongfang Lan stared dumbfounded at the continuously dripping liquid. Even Yang Fan, the instigator, was astonished by the scene. He not only stopped his upward thrusting, but Dongfang Lan, who had separated from him, didn't stand up. Instead, she remained in a half-squatting position, staring blankly at the scene!

Perhaps because of the excessive passion earlier, or perhaps because her anus was newly opened, Dongfang Lan aggravated her pain. After a brief pause, she actually slumped into Yang Fan's arms again.

Due to their previous position, Dongfang Lan's slumping down coincidentally caused their previously separated areas to perfectly reunite. However, this time, Yang Fan didn't use her anus, but her front...

"Oh..."

Dongfang Lan looked injured, as if she had been pierced, her small mouth slightly open, letting out a soft cry of pain. Yet, within this pain, there was also an immense sense of satisfaction. Such contradictory feelings appeared within her at the same time, causing her facial expressions to change constantly. It looked incredibly interesting.

The sensation, almost piercing her body and reaching the depths of her soul, was a mixture of pain and unparalleled pleasure. Inevitably, Dongfang Lan disregarded her shyness and let out a soft, exhausted cry.

Layers of sensation—fullness, soreness, and almost suffocation—waved over her like ocean waves, one after another, leaving her lost in the most beautiful human activity. Logically, she should have been somewhat accustomed to Yang Fan's size, and after their previous intense encounter, she should have been a little more reserved and quieter.

However, in the confined space, with her repeated unfulfilled expectations of pleasure, the more she enjoyed it, the more intense the pleasure became, her body becoming abnormally sensitive.

If Dongfang Lan's body was already sufficiently sensitive before, the sudden thrust, combined with the overwhelming feeling of shyness, was enough to make her body ignite at the slightest touch!

Such a sensitive body meant that even with an ordinary size and position, she could instantly reach her peak. The truth is... Yang Fan, with his impressive size and a single, decisive thrust, perfectly positioned himself, instantly stimulating Dongfang Lan's soul!

"Oh my god!..."

Dongfang Lan finally became incoherent, her voice trembling with sobs, uttering words she couldn't even make out.

As for Yang Fan, the only word to describe it was pure bliss. Something like a small mouth was pressing against a certain part of his body, simultaneously squeezing and trying to push it out. Between these squeezing, pushing, and sucking, a bone-melting pleasure filled his entire being, making him wish he could go even deeper, letting his entire greedy member enter, instead of just the tip enjoying the pleasure!

However, this resulted in Yang Fan immediately entering the countdown to ejaculation!

But Yang Fan was, after all, a seasoned veteran. How could he surrender under Dongfang Lan's provocation? He didn't know what method he used, but he suppressed his primal desires, once again entering that ethereal state, temporarily separating his body from his soul. But this sent Dongfang Lan soaring to the heavens, completely oblivious to the passage of time… The fierce battle seemed endless, both men and women, locked in a struggle with desire and passion, descending into near-madness.

Finally, Dongfang Lan was the first to succumb, letting out a cry as she reached her peak once more!

The last leg of a journey is often the hardest; Dongfang Lan had her fill, but Yang Fan hadn't. He couldn't simply hold back, could he? He sheathed his weapon, which was still raging, to give it a rest, while slowly channeling his inner energy into Dongfang Lan's body to help her recover. Simultaneously, as he sucked on the red spot on Dongfang Lan's left side, he began pinching, kneading, rubbing, and squeezing… then using the same technique on the other side.

After this series of actions, Dongfang Lan, already aroused by Yang Fan's lustful gaze, couldn't resist and let out a seductive moan.

Stimulated by Dongfang Lan's moans, Yang Fan's desire reached its peak. He immediately parted Dongfang Lan's little garden, his erect penis thrusting in hard. There was no resistance as expected; it was all wet and slippery...

The warmth and slippery embrace made every pore on Yang Fan's body open instantly, bathing him in unparalleled pleasure.

Dongfang Lan, aroused, was incredibly passionate. Her two long, beautiful legs were tightly wrapped around Yang Fan's waist, contracting and pressing as if trying to force him into her body. "

A little is more," a thought popped into Yang Fan's mind as he placed the gluttonous creature before him, ready to devour it whole. Finding it reasonable, Yang Fan only offered the gluttonous creature a small bite.

Meanwhile, Dongfang Lan, holding only a small piece of food in her mouth, was experiencing an unbearable, agonizing sensation of fullness in her teeth and emptiness in her mouth. She was driven to near madness by the pain.

She clawed, screamed, and bit, using every trick in the book, all with one goal: to get Yang Fan to release his hands from her buttocks and let her eat the rest of the food, even if it meant dying from overeating.

But Yang Fan, being mischievous, not only refused to let go but also held her buttocks, using his waist to grind against her. He was grinding against her in that small space. If one had to find a suitable metaphor to describe Dongfang Lan's current distress, it would be like having a preserved plum stuck in her mouth. The delicious and incredibly appetizing plum was in her mouth, but it was being held in place, unable to be swallowed or spat out. Her mouth was filled with saliva, yet she couldn't get a single drop of the plum on her tongue!

Chapter 256 [Thousand Layers Island]

Dongfang Lan is different from Shen Ruoxi. On the surface, Shen Ruoxi is a typical heroine, while Dongfang Lan is a strong woman, a femme fatale. However, in this aspect, the heroine Shen Ruoxi becomes shy, mostly passively enjoying herself without actively demanding anything, even if she needs it, she can restrain herself. The femme

fatale Dongfang Lan, on the other hand, is like a passionate and unrestrained rose, daring to love and hate, actively seeking pleasure. She doesn't care what others think; she does what she wants. If it weren't for the hardships she experienced in her youth, perhaps she would have cherished freedom even more. However, it is precisely this years of accumulation and repression that led to her sudden outburst—so fierce, so intense!

Finally, after her persistent pleading, Yang Fan released his hand, allowing Dongfang Lan to sit down and swallow the entire thing...

"Ouch!"

A painful groan escaped her lips as Dongfang Lan's face contorted in pain, as if she had been pierced, her small mouth slightly open, letting out a soft cry of agony. Yet, within this pain lay an undeniable sense of satisfaction. This contradictory feeling manifested simultaneously within her, causing her facial expressions to shift and change, making her appear quite amusing.

Yang Fan chuckled. He had anticipated Dongfang Lan's reaction. Her sudden attack had nearly forced him to surrender, so he naturally wanted to teach her a lesson.

However, a little was enough. If they continued, and she went on strike, he would be the one who suffered in the end. Once Dongfang Lan had adjusted, he gently stroked her back, sending her an unbearable tingling sensation, while his other hand gripped her slender waist, using it as a support to begin his thrusts!

Having almost reached the depths of her body, Yang Fan knew there was nowhere to go further. If he were to indulge in a momentary impulse to explore the deeper mysteries, harming his beautiful woman would be undesirable. Therefore, he began a circular motion, moving left and right.

A wonderful sensation, reaching almost to the soul, accompanied by a slight swelling pain and a gradually fading tearing pain, reached Dongfang Lan's mind!

Their intimate moments, so tender and lingering, were a private affair between the two of them. Even if it lasted forever, to the ends of the earth, neither would dare suggest ending it! At this moment, Yang Fan felt as if he were riding a rollercoaster of the soul, lingering in a blissful state of ecstasy. An endless, close-quarters battle unfolded between Yang Fan and Dongfang Lan, two heavyweight masters. They fought hand-to-hand, employing a variety of techniques, alternating turns to gain the upper hand, their heavy, beast-like panting escaping their lips.

After an unknown amount of time, Yang Fan and Dongfang Lan simultaneously let out a roar like tigers howling through the mountains. Their bodies stiffened at the same time. Dongfang Lan, below her peak, displayed even more eccentricities; not only did she fiercely claw at Yang Fan's back, but she also bit down hard on his shoulder, leaving two neat rows of teeth marks.

After Yang Fan had delivered those bullets, seemingly capable of piercing the soul, into Dongfang Lan's body, he refused to displace her. He simply lay on top of her, pressing down on her, gazing at her, panting, and gently caressing her delicate body.

At this moment, Dongfang Lan was utterly exhausted, unable to muster any other thoughts. She let Yang Fan do as he pleased, her eyes half-closed, completely still…

Time seemed to stand still in their blissful state. When Yang Fan finally emerged from Dongfang Lan's little nest, it was already past three in the afternoon. Even Yang Fan was astonished by Dongfang Lan's stamina. She had endured countless cycles of life and death, dying and being reborn, her virginity intact, and had actually kept him company from the previous night until this afternoon!

They hadn't even eaten lunch, deeply immersed in their lovemaking, unable to extricate themselves, forgetting time, forgetting space, forgetting everything, leaving only the two of them…

Yang Fan skipped class for the first time ever, and Dongfang Lan didn't go to work for the first time either. When Yang Fan left, she was still lost in a beautiful dream…

Even the strongest woman has the right to complain of exhaustion. Dongfang Lan had died and been reborn, lived and died again, experienced the cycle of blooming and withering, and was now utterly exhausted. She lay limply on the bed, not wanting to move even a finger.

Although the experience was undeniably wonderful, it was physically demanding. Ultimately, while Yang Fan was the one exerting the effort and Dongfang Lan was the passive one, she was still a girl, and faced with this physically demanding task, she had no choice but to complain of being tired and admit defeat!

Otherwise, why would people say that men are conquerors and women are the conquered? Even strong-willed women like Dongfang Lan and Shen Ruoxi couldn't help but worry about being conquered, becoming enslaved, and being conquered by Yang Fan in such situations!

Men are born to be sharpshooters riding fine steeds across the vast grasslands! Women, on the other hand, are the steeds beneath men, whether they are temperamental or gentle, wild or domesticated, ultimately used for conquest, for riding...

Tired and weary, Dongfang Lan needed to rest, but Yang Fan, though also somewhat tired, was, after all, a mounted archer. So, after conquering Dongfang Lan and her group of wild horses, there are other wild horses waiting for him to conquer... Oh, no, there are still many things waiting for him to do. Men are destined to be busy!

Not to mention Shen Ruoxi still needs him to explain some things. Just the matter of skipping class today will require a lot of effort. Also, he has to attend the Tianwei Martial Arts Academy!

Originally, as Yang Fan's senior brother, he was obliged to invite the Tianwei Martial Arts Academy to the opening of the hoodlum club. However, firstly, Lin Zhentian disliked these kinds of gatherings, and secondly, he didn't want to reveal his relationship with the Tianwei Martial Arts Academy too early. Therefore, Yang Fan didn't invite anyone from the Tianwei Martial Arts Academy to congratulate him.

But regardless, he still had to go to the Tianwei Martial Arts Academy. After all, Lin Zhentian treated him like a brother and father, and this trip to Yanjing had caused them quite a bit of trouble.

Yang Fan was very familiar with the Tianwei Martial Arts Academy, and the people there already knew him well. So, nothing unexpected happened during his entry into the martial arts school. Yang Fan went to the residence reserved for Lin Zhentian and his two sons.

Normally, this was one of the quietest places in the entire school, but today, Yang Fan noticed something different as soon as he entered.

From afar, he could hear loud humming and hawing sounds; just from the sound, he knew someone was practicing martial arts. But this was clearly Lin Zhentian's resting place, a place for quiet practice. So, who was practicing here?

Upon entering the room, Yang Fan understood everything! He saw Lin Feng, shirtless and wearing only a pair of shorts, training frantically in the courtyard. Heavy sandbags were strapped to his legs and trousers, and the ground wasn't the original cement, but a gravel path. Lin Feng was running barefoot on it, making attacking motions.

"What's going on?"

Seeing Lin Feng training like a man possessing no regard for his own life, Yang Fan was utterly astonished. In his memory, although Lin Feng was a special forces soldier and possessed some passion, he was also a typical lazy and gluttonous guy. He had never seen him train like this before, so what was going on today? He didn't understand, Yang Fan really didn't understand!

However, seeing Lin Feng training like this, even Yang Fan couldn't help but be shocked. Although his method was the most rudimentary, it was undeniably a very effective body-refining technique. Some hard-style external martial arts only develop their formidable skills after undergoing such rigorous and prolonged training.

Judging from his appearance, he clearly already had some foundation, indicating that he had undergone at least several years of arduous training. As the young master of the Tianwei Martial Arts Hall, he could live a comfortable life even if he did nothing, but he persisted like this. How could the word "willpower" alone describe it?

"Brother-in-law, you're here!"

Upon seeing Yang Fan, Lin Feng immediately stopped training and walked towards him.

Hearing Lin Feng address him like that, Yang Fan almost lost his footing. If Lin Wan'er heard Lin Feng address him like that, wouldn't she tear him apart? Looking around with lingering fear, and finding no trace of Lin Wan'er, Yang Fan said with a wry smile, "Brother Lin, please stop teasing me. If Teacher Lin heard this, she'd kill me!"

"Haha, you call me Brother Lin? If my family's warlord knew that, wouldn't he kill me too? You know, you're my junior uncle! But then again, let's keep to ourselves. In my eyes, only you are worthy of my sister. Besides, you two are sleeping in the same bed, what's with all the awkwardness? We're江湖儿女 (jianghu children, people of the martial arts world), we should act like江湖儿女. What's a mother-in-law or mother-in-law? I'll bring this up with my sister another day, I think you two should settle this matter as soon as possible!"

"Brother Lin, please forgive me! Tell me, is there something you want to tell me?"

Yang Fan slapped his head, too lazy to argue with Lin Feng about this. This guy had no self-control; who knew what shocking things he might say next!

"Ahem, brother-in-law knows me well, there is indeed something I want to talk to you about. I was going to come to you, but I didn't expect you to come to me like this!"

Hearing this, Lin Feng laughed awkwardly.

"..."

What do you mean by "coming to your door on their own"? Is this how you ask for help? Yang Fan was speechless, but he didn't care and continued to ask, "Speak, what is it?"

"Brother-in-law, have you heard of Thousandfold Island?" Instead of answering Yang Fan's question, Lin Feng asked in return.

"Thousandfold Island?"

Yang Fan was stunned...

Chapter 257 [Four Forbidden Lands]

Thousandfold Island, Yang Fan had never heard of this name before. Speaking of which, he had a certain understanding of the various countries and geographical locations on Earth, and he knew many place names, big and small, but he had never heard of Thousandfold Island.

Moreover, just from the name, he knew that it must be an island. But there are countless islands of all sizes in the four sea areas within China, how could Yang Fan know them all? And who knows if Lin Feng's statement about Thousandfold Island is definitely within China!

Seeing the confused look on Yang Fan's face, Lin Feng couldn't help but explain, "Thousandfold Island is not a single island, but an island composed of thousands of small islands." "You probably don't know this, but you'll likely recognize another term: Forbidden Land!"

"Forbidden Land?"

Yang Fan racked his brains, recalling the term. He felt he'd heard it somewhere before, but couldn't quite place it. Suddenly, he remembered what Forbidden Land meant!

In China, this ancient and civilized country, although it has long since progressed towards civilization, many places remain unknown and mysterious. Forbidden Land is one of them! The

Ancient Wilderness Forbidden Land, the Northern Ice Plains, the Desert Continent, and the Thousand-Layered Isolated Island are among the most famous of all the mysterious places in China. They are known as the Four Forbidden Lands!

The Ancient Wilderness Forbidden Land refers to the Miao and Nanzhao regions in the southwest. Legend has it that this place has existed since ancient times, inhabited by ferocious beasts that have survived since then. Entering the Ancient Wilderness Forbidden Land is like returning to ancient times, entering a primeval forest. Lin, what he saw and heard, was all unknown to the world.

The ferocious beasts living in the Ancient Forbidden Wilderness were savage and bloodthirsty, devoid of any intelligence, and often fought amongst themselves. Moreover, these beasts were all incredibly powerful, and most were highly cultivated demonic beasts; even human cultivators who had reached the Hunyuan Realm dared not easily enter.

Furthermore, within the Ancient Forbidden Wilderness also lived a special group of people who had existed since ancient times: the Gu Witches!

What exactly was the Ancient Forbidden Wilderness? What kind of group were the Miao Gu Witches? No one knew, because those who knew were gone. Most of what was known about it was hearsay, or gleaned from the mouths of some reclusive Gu Witches. But without a doubt, the Ancient Forbidden Wilderness was the foremost of the four forbidden lands.

The Northern Ice Plains do not refer to the Arctic region, but rather to the Himalayas in China, home to Mount Everest, the world's highest peak! Here

, snow covers the land year-round, and few people venture; it is fundamentally unsuitable for human habitation. Although there are frequent reports of exploration teams successfully scaling the world's highest peak, everything there remains a mystery.

Similarly, nothing is known about that place, yet most of China's inland rivers originate there. Therefore, calling it a forbidden land is less accurate than describing it as a place that nurtures the source of human life. Naturally, due to its mystery, it is ranked second among the four forbidden lands!

Ranked third among the forbidden lands is the Desert Continent, where Yang Fan lived for eighteen years. This vast desert, known in ancient times as the "Beyond the Great Wall," holds countless secrets buried within its walls. Mysterious dynasties and kingdoms. Many obscure yet enigmatic kingdoms have graced this desert landscape throughout history.

For example, the Moonfall Kingdom, the Great Yue Kingdom, and the Desert City—mysterious kingdoms steeped in legend—all left their mark on this desert continent. Furthermore, prominent ancient peoples such as the Xianbei, Khitan, Jurchen, Tangut, Great Yuezhi, and Lesser Yuezhi, along with their royal families and nobles, also appeared in this desert. This desert continent is hailed

as a treasure trove of buried wealth, because beneath the vast, seemingly endless yellow sand, no one knows when priceless artifacts will be unearthed, or an ancient royal city will be discovered… Therefore, it is also a favorite destination for archaeologists!

However, in this desert, archaeological discoveries often… The excavations by archaeologists led to numerous bizarre events, including rumors of encountering the living dead and demonic entities. Many archaeologists, having discovered mysteries unknown to the general public, ultimately perished there.

Behind the astonishing wealth lay deadly danger. While studying history, some forgotten entities were brought to the forefront. The desert continent was dubbed a forbidden land, a claim met with universal agreement! The

Thousand-Layered Island, ranked last among the four forbidden lands, was even more mysterious. Its ranking was not due to a lack of mystery; on the contrary, the Thousand-Layered Island was the most mysterious of the four forbidden lands. At least the locations of the first three were known, but the Thousand-Layered Island remained a mystery, its location and contents unknown to all. What exactly is its function? What can it do? Everything about it remains a mystery!

Because of its mystery, it is unknown, and because it is unknown, it has faded from people's view. This Thousand-Layered Isolated Island is not less famous than the previous three; rather, its fame is so great that it has been forgotten by most people outside the industry.

In fact, the four forbidden lands are not ranked in any particular order; everything about them is a mystery to people. It is only because they are more mysterious that some people have forced a ranking of them.

In the eyes of ordinary people, the four forbidden lands are just more mysterious than ordinary places, nothing special. But in the eyes of people like Yang Fan, the value of the four forbidden lands is far more than that!

Take the Ancient Forbidden Land of the Wilderness, for example, because there... These are places rarely visited by humans, places that have existed since ancient times. Therefore, countless spiritual treasures and divine medicines have been nurtured there. These treasures and medicines are unparalleled objects that can heal the sick, save lives, and enhance cultivation.

Furthermore, there are many rare artifacts left over from ancient times. If one obtains those items, one might be able to acquire some of the miraculous cultivation techniques from ancient times. Even if that doesn't work, using the materials that existed since ancient times to forge weapons would undoubtedly create divine weapons! What

ordinary people see as forbidden lands are, in their eyes, treasure troves, places brimming with opportunity and hope. This is true of the ancient wilderness, the northern icy plains, the desert continent, and even the Thousand-Layered Isolated Island!

However, opportunity often accompanies crisis, and hope is often adjacent to despair. At the same time, it was also the beginning of crisis and death. Although they all knew that the four forbidden lands were full of temptation and hope, few dared to explore them. After all, in the face of strength and life, life is the most important thing. If you lose your life, what use is strength or wealth?

There's a saying that goes, the most painful thing in life is dying before you've spent all your money. What would it feel like to be in heaven with your money in the bank? No one knows, because no one in heaven can tell you. But undeniably, when faced with money, wealth, and so on versus life, most people would choose life first!

These thoughts flashed through Yang Fan's mind, but he remained expressionless and focused his gaze on Lin Feng's face, saying nothing and silently waiting for the other to continue.

Clearing his throat, Lin Feng had intended to pique Yang Fan's interest, but the other party was uncooperative. Left with no other choice, he continued, "Of the four forbidden lands, the first three are well-known, so there's not much to say. However, the Thousand-Layered Island is largely unknown. Therefore, what I'm going to tell you about is this Thousand-Layered Island!" "

Although the Thousand-Layered Island is listed as one of the four forbidden lands, no one knows its location, nor what it's all about. But decades ago, the Chinese military accidentally discovered this secret while reclaiming the South China Sea!"

"What? You're saying the Chinese military discovered the Thousand-Layered Island?"

Yang Fan exclaimed in surprise.

"Yes, when the Chinese military discovered this secret, they didn't reveal it. Instead, they secretly developed it. After nearly thirty years, they developed a portion of it and used it as a training camp for elite Chinese soldiers, a place to secretly cultivate talent for the country, a practice that continues to this day!"

"Moreover, Thousandfold Island only opens once every ten years, mainly recruiting military personnel and individuals with special abilities. For example, the Chinese Dragon Group and the Guardian Dragon, these national weapons, all came from Thousandfold Island!"

"Oh? The Chinese Dragon Group and the Guardian Dragon also came from there? Is there something unique about that place?"

Yang Fan asked in surprise.

"I don't know. I only know that my father came from that place. And I heard that if you can come out of that place, not only will your strength increase exponentially, but you will also gain recognition from the country and your family. So, anyone with even a little connection will try every means to get in!"

"Oh, so according to you, disciples from all the major families also gather on Thousandfold Island?"

Yang Fan was slightly intrigued.

"That's right. Any aristocratic disciple who manages to leave there, even if they don't become the family head, will still become an elite member of their family and achieve great success. Therefore, every time the Thousandfold Isolated Island opens, the major aristocratic families send a large number of disciples there. However, it's completely isolated from the world, teeming with killing intent. Even if you die there, no one will care. So, each time, it's considered good if a third of the people sent out by the major aristocratic families return alive!"

"A third?"

Hearing this news, Yang Fan chuckled...

Chapter 258 [Thousandfold Isolated Island]

Lin Feng's words made Yang Fan think of something else. Since all the aristocratic family disciples are scrambling to get to the Thousandfold Isolated Island, then, as the next heir of the Eastern Family, Dongfang Hao has no reason not to go!

Recently, he has suffered a series of blows from Yang Fan, and his status in the Eastern Family has definitely plummeted. If he wants to regain his reputation, he must do something that will gain the family's approval. Therefore, the Thousandfold Isolated Island is undoubtedly his best choice!

Thinking of this, Yang Fan turned to Lin Feng and asked, "From what you're saying, Thousandfold Isolated Island should be opening soon, right? What's the exact date?"

"What, brother-in-law, you want to try it too?" Lin Feng asked, a hint of joy flashing in his eyes.

Yang Fan was pretty much immune to Lin Feng's way of addressing him, so he didn't emphasize the question and nodded, "I do have some ideas. I've longed to visit the Four Forbidden Lands for a long time, and now that I have the opportunity, I naturally want to go!" "

That's great! I was planning to go too, but I didn't have anyone to go with. Now, brother-in-law, you're really lucky! In ten days, Thousandfold Isolated Island will open once every ten years. We can go together then!"

Receiving Yang Fan's confirmation, Lin Feng almost screamed with excitement.

Yang Fan didn't know why Lin Feng was so excited, but he didn't think much of it. He wasn't about to suspect that Lin Feng was digging a pit for him. He was now thinking about another issue. Since life and death were irrelevant there, he could resolve many grievances that couldn't be settled by force outside…

Moreover, Yang Fan was very curious about the effect of the Thousandfold Isolated Island on increasing strength, as Lin Feng had mentioned. He couldn't understand what kind of place could double the speed of cultivation. Could it be technology? No, absolutely not. While current technology could accomplish many things that ordinary people couldn't, it was far from enough to significantly enhance strength.

In Yang Fan's understanding, the United States, the world's strongest nation, was using technology to create bio-warriors. However, these bio-warriors had long since become neither human nor demonic; some had even lost their human characteristics, becoming completely beast-like beings.

In fact, the United States had experienced several dangerous situations because of these bio-warriors. They forcibly grafted animal genes into humans; while the idea was good, mistakes were constant in practice.

Although China is strong, it still lags behind the world's leading power in science and technology. Therefore, Yang Fan was able to conclude that the Thousand-Layer Island was not a product of technological evolution, but rather a result of the nation discovering its true value and making reasonable use of it.

This is precisely why Yang Fan became so interested in the Thousand-Layer Island. If this is true, then the Thousand-Layer Island is undoubtedly an excellent place for cultivation!

With his current strength, it is difficult for him to achieve a breakthrough in this mortal world. This is because neither the spiritual energy in the mortal world, nor other factors, are suitable for cultivation. In other words, this world is no longer suitable for cultivators, which is why there are so few experts in the mortal world.

Cultivation must be based on absorbing the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, but spiritual energy is already scarce in the mortal world, and with so many cultivators, it is naturally difficult to distribute it evenly.

Moreover, besides absorbing the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, enlightenment, comprehension, and the environment are also very important for cultivation. Yang Fan had a vague intuition that if he continued to stay in the mortal world, his cultivation might stagnate at the Qi Movement Realm, unable to break through. To break through, he would need a different environment.

This was why he hadn't been absorbing nuclear power to refine his body recently. He knew that while nuclear power could temper his body once, over time it would lose its effectiveness, completely negating any chance of body refinement. In fact, the effect of absorbing nuclear power was now negligible!

This forbidden land was far more complex than the rumors suggested. Its mysteries could never be truly understood without experiencing it firsthand. Moreover, Yang Fan believed that even after decades of discovering the Thousand-Layered Island, the country couldn't possibly have fully uncovered its secrets; they probably only knew a tenth or a twelfth of it. Much of it likely remained shrouded in mystery.

Moreover, Yang Fan had a premonition that this Thousandfold Isolated Island was somehow connected to him, and that the breakthrough point for the Nine Heavens Thunder Technique was most likely there.

It was a very strange feeling, like a woman's sixth sense—completely unfounded, yet Yang Fan firmly believed it!

"Brother Lin, you continue your cultivation. I'll go see my senior brother!"

Yang Fan knew that Lin Zhentian's understanding of the Thousandfold Isolated Island far surpassed that of Lin Feng, who only had a superficial understanding. Since he had decided to venture to the Thousandfold Isolated Island, he needed to gain a thorough understanding of the place, and Lin Zhentian, this living fossil who had once emerged from there, was undoubtedly the best choice.

"Okay, then you go ahead!"

Hearing that Yang Fan was going to see Lin Zhentian, Lin Feng immediately deflated. He was both afraid and terrified of his father, and he didn't want to face that warlord unless absolutely necessary.

However, just as Yang Fan was about to leave, Lin Feng continued, "Brother-in-law, if you have time, please pay more attention to my sister. You don't know, she's been cultivating like crazy every day lately, rarely even going to Yan University. I heard she's planning to resign. Cultivating day and night isn't good for her health, and for a girl like her, is it really necessary to cultivate so relentlessly?"

"Oh! Okay!"

Yang Fan had some understanding of Lin Wan'er's obsessive cultivation habits. Hearing Lin Feng's words, he suddenly remembered that he himself needed to desperately absorb nuclear power to break through in cultivating the Nine Heavens Thunder Technique. How could Lin Wan'er's physique withstand that?

However, Yang Fan had already made up his mind. Lin Wan'er's physique was indeed insufficient to withstand the baptism of nuclear power, but he could. He could absorb the nuclear power first, using himself as a carrier, and then transfer it to her. This way, the effect might not be as strong as directly absorbing nuclear power, but it would still have an effect. Over time, a breakthrough would naturally not be a problem. Moreover, as his strength increased, so did his absorption of lightning power, which would be of greater help to her.

But hearing that Lin Wan'er wanted to resign, Yang Fan was still somewhat regretful. Two of the most beautiful teachers at Peking University, the "Snake Beauty" and the "Tyrannosaurus Rex," had already resigned because of him. If the "Tyrannosaurus Rex" also resigned because of him, he wondered whether the students at Peking University would thank him or hate him after hearing the news. After all, Peking University would suddenly lose two eye-catching beauties, and they would probably feel a little uncomfortable!

Suddenly, Yang Fan also lost interest in Peking University. It seemed that with the departures of Dongfang Lan and Lin Wan'er, he had lost that feeling for the place. At Peking University, besides the two of them, he seemed to only have Gu Feifei as a friend. However, Gu Feifei had rarely come to the school recently, and there were many rumors that she would transfer. Gu Feifei had also subtly hinted at this in her conversation with Yang Fan, which made Yang Fan also consider leaving.

Although Peking University was the highest institution of learning in China, for Yang Fan, it was ultimately too restrictive and a stage for him to experience campus life, feel the atmosphere of being a student, and reminisce about some things he had lost. But for someone like him who pursued freedom and unrestraint, living there for an extended period of time didn't hold much value.

"It's time to leave!"

Yang Fan thought to himself, said goodbye to Lin Feng, and walked towards Lin Zhentian's courtyard.

"Sigh, finally done! Old Man Li should have nothing to say now, right? Haha, finally got his secret weapon! It wasn't easy, I even sold my brother-in-law for this..."

Watching Yang Fan's departing figure, Lin Feng danced around excitedly...

At the same time, not far away, three people were silently observing the conversation between Yang Fan and Lin Feng, though the two were unaware of their presence. These three were Old Scholar Li and Lin Zhentian on either side, and in the middle was none other than Tang Wan!

Only after watching Yang Fan leave did Tang Wan speak, "Master Lin, it seems Xiao Fan has gone to find you. I think you should go and see him!"

"Yes, Elder!"

Lin Zhentian bowed and replied, his tone sincere and his expression extremely respectful. Without asking why, he turned and left.

"Elder, now that things here are settled, I'll be leaving. I have a class waiting for me later!"

Seeing Lin Zhentian leave, Old Scholar Li said softly. He looked like a student who had made a mistake, barely daring to breathe in front of Tang Wan, his usual authority completely gone!

"Old Wu, we only see each other a few times a year. Are you so afraid to meet me? You're someone I personally trained, isn't that how you show respect to your teacher?"

Tang Wan smiled slightly, turning around...

Chapter 259 [The True First Beauty]

Old Scholar Wu must be at least seventy or eighty years old, right? Yet Tang Wan actually said to his face that she had personally trained him, which was quite surprising.

Of course, there's no order of learning, and the accomplished are teachers; old students and young teachers are not unusual. But the problem is that the student is far too old, and the teacher far too young!

Tang Wan spoke with such ease and composure, while Old Scholar Wu wore an expression of satisfaction, both of which spoke volumes: it was all true…

Old Scholar Wu's wrinkled forehead immediately broke into beads of sweat with Tang Wan's seemingly casual words. He suppressed the urge to wipe them away and stammered, "No…no way, I…I just…I just…"

He stammered for a long time, but couldn't come up with a reason!

"Alright, no need for 'just.' I know what you all call me behind my back. It's not a big deal. But Old Man Wu, I heard you're thinking of sending your precious granddaughter there too. Are you really willing to do that?"

Tang Wan didn't dwell on the previous question but asked another.

"Yes...yes, jade cannot become a vessel without being polished, and a person cannot become a talent without learning. Feifei has a great talent in this area. With a little guidance, she can definitely become a promising talent in the future. However, this may require the elder's help again!"

"Hmm, I've met that little girl. She is indeed very intelligent, but you should know what kind of place that is. I can't guarantee anything. Moreover, you've gone to great lengths for your granddaughter. However, since you've agreed to the Lin family boy's conditions, fulfill them. Don't let people say you're disrespectful to your elders!"

Upon hearing this, the old scholar's forehead, which had just dried, broke out in sweat again, even more profusely than before. He had also heard rumors that the elder he feared so much seemed to have feelings for that kid Yang Fan. But for his granddaughter's sake, he had insisted that Lin Feng lure him into that place. Not only was it unethical, but it also seemed like he was helping his granddaughter oppose this elder…

Thinking of Tang Wan's terrifying nature, Old Scholar Li trembled. However, seeing Tang Wan's expression, she didn't seem angry at all; on the contrary, she tacitly approved of his intentions. This reassured Old Scholar Li, but also left him puzzled!

Tang Wan and Yang Fan—was there any possibility between them? Undeniably, Yang Fan was indeed very outstanding, and among all the people Old Scholar Li had met, no one could compare to him. But even someone as outstanding as Yang Fan was unworthy of Tang Wan.

Although he had never seen Tang Wan fight, every time he thought of her terrifying aura, he felt lingering fear. Even standing before her, he couldn't muster the slightest fighting spirit, let alone anticipate her true abilities.

According to Old Scholar Li's guess, even within the Dragon Group and Heaven Group, there were probably no more than five people who could defeat Tang Wan. Moreover, this "defeat" didn't mean defeating her, but rather barely managing a draw!

Such a peerless expert at the peak of her field, compared to Yang Fan who only possessed limitless potential, was worlds apart. Could such a combination possibly be paired together?

Before today, Old Scholar Li might never have believed it, but now, seeing Tang Wan's reaction, he had some doubts! In terms

of pure strength, perhaps a hundred or a thousand Old Scholars Li combined wouldn't be a match for Tang Wan. However, when it came to interpersonal skills and understanding people's hearts, Old Scholar Li, who had lived most of his life, was a master in this area.

He clearly sensed that Tang Wan's words implied that they should do everything in their power to get Yang Fan to Thousandfold Isolated Island. Although she didn't say it explicitly, how could they not see that?

Moreover, the gentleness in Tang Wan's voice whenever she mentioned Yang Fan, and the tenderness in her eyes when she looked at him, all spoke volumes.

This is precisely what made Old Scholar Li even more puzzled. Although in the eyes of the people of Yanjing, Nalan Qingcheng was the most beautiful woman in Yanjing, in their eyes, that title should belong to Tang Wan, and not just the most beautiful woman in Yanjing, but the most beautiful woman in all of China!

Such a woman, possessing beauty, wisdom, and strength, was like the perfect embodiment of the goddess of wisdom and the goddess of war in Western mythology; they couldn't find the slightest flaw or deficiency in her.

Such a woman, facing those powerful scions of noble families, those with unparalleled strength, and those geniuses, showed no interest whatsoever, yet when facing Yang Fan, she was like a girl experiencing first love, her heart fluttering with desire. How could Old Scholar Li, who knew Tang Wan's character well, not be puzzled, how could he not be suspicious!

However, despite his doubts, the old scholar Li could only bury them deep in his heart. It's said that curiosity can kill, and the matter between Tang Wan and Yang Fan was clearly beyond his knowledge. The more he knew, the worse it would be for him—he possessed this basic common sense.

However, he was somewhat worried about his granddaughter. He had carelessly sent her to that place; wasn't that like throwing a lamb to the slaughter? What if Tang Wan ever disliked her and found some excuse to kill her? It wouldn't be difficult for her!

However, as soon as this thought formed in his mind, he forcibly suppressed it. Knowing Tang Wan as he did, he knew she would never do such a thing…

Meanwhile, Yang Fan also left Lin Zhentian's residence. Sure enough, Lin Zhentian's understanding of Thousandfold Island far surpassed Lin Feng's half-baked knowledge. His understanding in this area gave Yang Fan great inspiration. After leaving Lin Zhentian's place, Yang Fan finally had a general understanding of Thousandfold Island!

This thousand-island complex truly lives up to its name. It's said that the entire island system comprises 999 smaller islands, plus a main island, totaling exactly one thousand. These 999 islands form a grand array, merging with the main island to create a mysterious land.

The island developed by the Chinese government is merely the main island among these one thousand. In other words, it's a secret military base for China. What lies on the other 999 islands remains unknown. Decades of exploration have revealed that countless unheard-of ferocious beasts inhabit these islands. There are demonic beasts, as well as non-human creatures such as zombies and skeletons…

However, these islands also hold countless opportunities. Legend has it that some have found unparalleled martial arts techniques on some islands, while others have discovered celestial treasures, divine weapons, and more.

The secrets of this thousand-island complex remain unsolved to this day. However, precisely because it is a natural formation formed by a thousand islands, it automatically absorbs and stores the spiritual energy of heaven and earth every moment. In other words, the spiritual energy within the Thousand Islands is far superior to other places, making cultivation there twice as effective!

Each island is fraught with danger and endless peril; a slight misstep can lead to death. However, precisely because of this, it is the best training ground. In such an environment, one can often maximize human potential and enhance combat experience.

It is for this reason that those who emerge alive from the Thousand Islands are all elites among elites, having survived countless life-or-death trials. It would be inexcusable for such people not to have achieved great things.

Because of the unique value of the Thousand Islands, the country has kept this secret tightly under wraps. To this day, apart from a limited number of people, no one knows of its existence; even Yang Fan is hearing about it for the first time!

Originally, Yang Fan wanted to visit Yan University, but thinking of Lin Wan'er, he stopped. No matter what, he had come to the Tianwei Martial Arts Hall, so he had to go and see her, and also observe her training progress.

He was already familiar with Lin Wan'er's residence, so he didn't need anyone to lead the way and quickly arrived at her house and courtyard. Speaking of which, Lin Zhentian's former royal mansion was really troublesome. Although they lived in the same place, the distance between their rooms was quite far. One person's room was equivalent to an ordinary small courtyard.

Arriving at Lin Wan'er's door, Yang Fan politely knocked. He wasn't worried that she wasn't home, because he had already confirmed before coming that she was training in her room.

"Who is it!"

Sure enough, not long after Yang Fan knocked, a questioning voice came from inside the room.

"It's me, Yang Fan!"

"Oh, wait a moment!"

Hearing Yang Fan's reply, Lin Wan'er inside the room was clearly stunned for a moment, and then her voice sounded somewhat flustered.

"Oh!"

Yang Fan responded and waited quietly outside the door. In his mind, waiting was just a minute or two, but who would have thought that he would wait for a full fifteen minutes!

"What does this woman want? Was she taking a shower? Or changing clothes? Why does it take so long to open the door!"

Just as Yang Fan was about to knock on the door again, there was finally movement inside the room.

"Why are you..."

"Why are you here?"

Yang Fan was about to ask why it took so long, but before he could finish his sentence, Lin Wan'er cut him off. And the next moment, the words he wanted to say were completely forgotten because of the scene in front of him...

Chapter 260 [Wrong Decision]

It was Lin Wan'er who appeared in front of Yang Fan, but the Lin Wan'er who appeared in front of Yang Fan today was completely different from the Lin Wan'er that Yang Fan knew. In fact, Yang Fan almost didn't recognize her at first glance!

Stunning, yes, stunning. The first impression Lin Wan'er gave Yang Fan was stunning!

She was dressed in white, her long, jade-like neck revealing a glimpse of her smooth, white breasts, half-concealed, half-

revealed. Her slender waist was so thin it could be encircled by a single hand, and her long, shapely legs were bare, even her delicate feet exuding a silent, alluring invitation. Her attire was undeniably seductive, but this seduction paled in comparison to her demeanor. Her large eyes held a hint of anxiety, anger, and mischief… veiled in mist, she radiated a captivating charm. Her small lips were slightly upturned, parted, inviting a kiss. This was a woman whose allure emanated from her very bones; she seemed to constantly entice men, stirring their nerves. She was so stunning, so alluring!

Yang Fan's attention was almost entirely drawn to her. He had spent a considerable amount of time with Lin Wan'er before, but he had never seen her dress up like this. Today, her appearance completely overturned his previous impressions of her!

Today, she surprisingly wore light makeup, not heavy at all, but it added a touch of femininity to her look. She wore a white business suit, making her appear both heroic and awe-inspiring, like an unapproachable goddess!

However, what attracted Yang Fan's attention most were her unusually high and full breasts. Her ample bosom pushed the uniform to its limit, yet showed no signs of sagging, creating a breathtaking visual impact!

"Why are you here!"

Seeing Yang Fan's reaction, a hint of joy flashed in Lin Wan'er's eyes, but she remained calm and said lightly.

"Just came to see my senior brother, and also to see you. I haven't seen you at Yanda University lately, how are you?"

Having finally regained his composure, Yang Fan scratched his head and asked.

"Come in!"

Lin Wan'er didn't ask any further questions and turned to go back to her room.

This was Yang Fan's second time entering Lin Wan'er's residence. The last time, however, was at night, and he hadn't had a chance to properly observe her room. Today, he had the opportunity to feast his eyes.

The room's layout was almost identical to her office, only several times larger. Besides some essential furniture, there wasn't much decoration.

After a brief look, Yang Fan looked away and returned his gaze to Lin Wan'er, saying, "Brother Lin said you've been hiding in your room cultivating alone lately. He asked me to come and check on you. It's not a good thing for a girl like you to stay in your room all the time!"

"My brother sent you? If he hadn't asked you, were you planning not to come see me?"

Lin Wan'er's words carried a strange undertone, a hint of resentment, which stirred something within him.

Even Yang Fan couldn't help but feel a slight unease. However, he pretended not to understand and continued, "How could that be? I've been quite busy lately and haven't had time to come. By the way, how's your Nine Heavens Thunder Technique cultivation going?"

Mentioning cultivation immediately transformed Lin Wan'er; a bright light flashed in her eyes. She continued, "Even if you hadn't told me, I would have come to you anyway. I clearly feel that cultivating the Nine Heavens Thunder Technique is effective; I even sensed internal energy. But why can't I break through the first level? What's going on?"

"Oh? You've already cultivated internal energy?"

Slightly surprised, Yang Fan hadn't expected Lin Wan'er to cultivate internal energy so quickly. From the time he taught her the Nine Heavens Thunder Technique until now, it had only been less than a month. For her to cultivate internal energy in such a short time was quite astonishing!

"What's wrong? Is there a problem?"

Lin Wan'er asked.

"No, no problem. How about this, come over and practice your internal energy so I can take a look and see if there's anything wrong!"

Yang Fan said, forcing a smile.

"Right here?"

Lin Wan'er looked at Yang Fan with slight surprise upon hearing this.

"What? Is it not allowed?"

This puzzled Yang Fan. Did he have to find a place to check his body? Did he have to go to the bedroom? Thinking of this, Yang Fan suddenly felt a burning sensation in his lower abdomen...

Feeling the changes in his body, Yang Fan couldn't help but feel speechless. After all, he had gone through several battles last night, going through both the front and back doors multiple times. How come this little guy didn't get tired? Just fantasizing, and the reaction was so strong!

Yang Fan also discovered that, as he lost his virginity, his desire in this area seemed to be getting stronger and stronger, like an addiction. Sometimes, he didn't even need much stimulation. Just a glance, a gesture, or an unintentional word could elicit a reaction from little Yang Fan...

Moreover, it seemed that his combat power in this area was also constantly increasing with the breakthrough of the Nine Heavens Thunder Technique. Yang Fan even had a rather exaggerated thought: if he ever truly cultivated the Nine Heavens Thunder Technique to the ninth level of perfection, would he actually achieve an invincible golden spear? That would be far more awesome than being the number one in the world!

In the instant Yang Fan's attention was diverted, Lin Wan'er had already sat on the sofa in front of him, closing her eyes to cultivate. As she cultivated, circles of silver light flickered around her body, like electricity flowing through her entire being. At this moment, she was like a reborn goddess of lightning, possessed by a thunder god, her entire body radiating a violent element.

"Huh? What's going on?"

Seeing Lin Wan'er's current state, Yang Fan couldn't help but wonder. Because her cultivation was completely different from his own!

When he cultivated the Nine Heavens Thunder Technique, everything was utterly still, his spirit contained within. From the outside, he couldn't see any change, but within his body, lightning flashed and thunder roared, destructive true energy constantly impacting his body, strengthening it in the process.

Lin Wan'er, however, was different. When she cultivated, it was like a generator, its power immense, sending chills down

one's spine, making people afraid to even approach her. Not only that, even the air was filled with the sound of lightning, as if the surrounding environment itself was undergoing a cataclysmic change with her cultivation! To describe the difference between the two, Yang Fan, in cultivating the Nine Heavens Thunder Technique, was like a dormant volcano, seemingly calm but ready to erupt at any moment, while Lin Wan'er was like an active volcano, poised to erupt at any moment.

However, this situation was not a good thing. The more Yang Fan observed, the heavier his expression became. He vaguely sensed that if Lin Wan'er continued cultivating like this, sooner or later she would go mad because of the Nine Heavens Thunder Technique, completely lose herself, and be controlled by the technique, becoming volatile and possibly even a murderous demon.

"What's going on? Could it be that her physique isn't suitable for cultivating the Nine Heavens Thunder Technique? Or did something go wrong during her cultivation?"

Sensing Lin Wan'er's change, Yang Fan didn't dwell on it. He quickly appeared behind her, his hands flashing out like lightning. In an instant, he struck more than ten acupoints on her body. At the same time, his spiritual power seeped into

her body. Frenzy! This was the only sensation Yang Fan felt upon entering her body. Her body was like a massive lightning field, filled with frenzied true energy, both in her meridians and flesh. This true energy was like lightning naturally generated in nature, destructive and incredibly powerful!

Although the lightning power within Lin Wan'er's body was far less than that of real natural lightning, their nature was remarkably similar. In fact, the moment Yang Fan's spiritual power entered her body, he was almost shattered by the lightning power within her!

Yang Fan felt as if he were being constantly bombarded by lightning. This feeling was so similar to when he absorbed nuclear power at the nuclear power plant, except that one was a physical sensation while the other was a mental one. But they had one thing in common: he was being bombarded by lightning!

Completely bewildered, Yang Fan couldn't understand why Lin Wan'er had such a powerful lightning force within her. Could it be that she, like him, had directly gone to be bombarded by lightning? Impossible, absolutely impossible. Even his own physique couldn't withstand the bombardment of lightning; he could only try to absorb nuclear power. How could her physique possibly withstand it?

His body had undergone eighteen years of tempering and was refined by the Buddha's Bone Relic and the Blood Relic, making it incredibly powerful. Even if he were cut with a knife, as long as his meridians weren't damaged, it would heal immediately. Even if his core was damaged, he would recover in the shortest possible time. Even with his physique, Yang Fan couldn't withstand the power of lightning, so how could Lin Wan'er possibly do it?

If it wasn't absorbing lightning power, then how was this wisp of lightning power generated within her? Could it be generated automatically?

If it was generated automatically, then how was it generated automatically? Suddenly, Yang Fan realized that teaching Lin Wan'er the Nine Heavens Thunder Technique was a mistake in itself, a mistake that, if not handled properly, could very well lead to lifelong regret!

Chapter 261 [Lightning Power]

How is lightning generated?

Scientific research shows that lightning is caused by the natural discharge of charged clouds onto ground structures and the earth. In hot and humid weather, water on the ground is heated and turns into steam, rising with the heated air. When this steam encounters cold air in the air, it condenses into small water droplets, forming cumulus clouds.

When water droplets in clouds are blown by strong air currents, they break into smaller and larger droplets. The larger droplets carry a positive charge, while the smaller droplets carry a negative charge. These tiny droplets gather with the wind to form negatively charged thunderclouds; the larger, positively charged droplets often fall to the ground as rain or remain suspended in the air.

Due to electrostatic induction, the negatively charged thunderclouds induce a positive charge on the Earth's surface. This creates a large capacitor between the thundercloud and the ground. When the electric field strength is very high, exceeding the breakdown strength of the atmosphere, a discharge occurs between the thundercloud and the ground—what is commonly known as a lightning strike.

Besides these, there are many other theories about the formation of lightning, such as the raindrop splitting theory, the induction theory, the ice crystal collision theory, and the dilute solution freezing theory. However, regardless of the specific theory, they all ultimately stem from the collision between positive and negative charges.

In Taoist terms, this is the result of the collision between the cathode and anode. Taoism emphasizes the balance, complementarity, and harmony of Yin and Yang, highlighting the importance of these two poles in various contexts.

The harmony of heaven and earth, the balance of yin and yang, and the complementarity of all things—all of this is based on the equality of the two poles, yin and yang. But what happens when yin and yang are imbalanced?

Yin-yang theory emphasizes the interaction, opposition, mutual dependence, waxing and waning balance, and mutual transformation between yin and yang, maintaining a dynamic equilibrium within a certain range.

The movement and change of yin and yang are eternal, while their coordination and balance are relative. Maintaining this relative balance amidst endless changes manifests as the harmonious unity of human life activities, which is the state of health.

Imbalance of yin and yang is one of the most fundamental principles governing all diseases. The occurrence of disease is nothing more than the struggle between the body's resistance and pathogenic factors. Just as the body's resistance has yin and yang aspects, so too can pathogenic factors. The development of disease is nothing more than the waxing and waning of resistance and pathogenic factors, which can also be summarized as an excess or deficiency of yin and yang. Therefore, any disease can be explained by an imbalance of yin and yang.

Imbalance of yin and yang is also a general summary of the body's pathological changes. The sites of disease are no more than the internal organs, meridians, qi and blood, and the body's defense mechanisms; the pathogenesis is nothing more than damage to the body's resistance and an excess of pathogenic factors.

When the internal organs are diseased and their functions are disrupted, the flow, movement, and ascent of Qi will inevitably become abnormal. The internal organs, meridians, Qi and blood, and Ying and Wei Qi can all be explained using Yin and Yang. The ascent and descent of Qi is Yang, while its downward movement is Yin. Therefore, the mechanism of disease changes is nothing more than an imbalance of

Yin and Yang. The nature of this imbalance depends on the quantitative dominance, or dominant position, of Yin and Yang. Yang is active and ascending, and its nature is hot; therefore, when Yang prevails, the disease mechanism is characterized by upward dispersion, erratic movement, and the appearance of heat symptoms. Yin is static and descending, and its nature is cold; therefore, when Yin prevails, the disease mechanism is characterized by sinking, stagnation, and static nature, with more pronounced Yin-cold symptoms.

An imbalance of Yin and Yang can summarize the physiological dysfunction of the internal organs, meridians, Qi and blood, and Ying and Wei Qi during the disease process, as well as the struggle between pathogenic factors and the body's resistance. Because the meaning of Yin and Yang is relative and its scope is very broad, the pathological changes caused by Yin-Yang imbalance are extremely complex. However, its basic manifestations mainly include: Yin-Yang excess, Yin-Yang deficiency, mutual damage between Yin and Yang, Yin-Yang repulsion, mutual transformation between Yin and Yang, and the loss or separation of Yin and Yang. Yin and Yang are relative concepts; therefore, Yin-Yang imbalance in disease refers to multiple things, such as the body's vital energy (正气) or pathogenic factors (邪气); it may refer to the cause or the symptoms.

This refers to Yin-Yang imbalance. Furthermore, if either Yin or Yang is lacking, it is extremely dangerous for the human body, such as the medical term "Nine Yin Meridians Extinction" (九阴绝脉).

The so-called "extinction meridian" (绝脉) is a congenital incurable disease caused by blockage of the meridians in the body. This incurable disease has varying degrees of severity, with terms like "three," "six," and "nine."

The twelve regular meridians of the human body are all Yin meridians, hence the terms "three Yin meridians extinction," "six Yin meridians extinction," and "nine Yin meridians extinction." Conversely, in men, the twelve regular meridians are all Yang meridians, hence the terms "three Yang meridians extinction," "six Yang meridians extinction," and "nine Yang meridians extinction."

This condition is essentially incurable, and patients typically only live to around seventeen or eighteen years old. They frequently experience chills and weakness. If it's a male, theoretically, his lifespan would be even shorter due to his inherently Yang nature.

Without treatment, the Three Yin Meridians typically manifest around age twenty-seven, the Six Yin Meridians around eighteen, and the Nine Yin Meridians around nine. During an attack, due to long-term blockage of the meridians, the heart receives insufficient blood supply, resulting in purple lips, pale skin, emaciation, and an inability to engage in strenuous exercise or even intense emotional fluctuations, which could be life-threatening.

However, the most agonizing aspect is the chilling, piercing pain throughout the body around dawn, sometimes accompanied by angina – a truly unbearable agony. The Nine Yang Meridians present the opposite, but both the Nine Yin and Nine Yang Meridians symptoms resemble heart disease and are often diagnosed as such by Western medicine.

Combining these two explanations, the reason for Lin Wan'er's automatic generation of lightning power seems to become clearer. As a woman, she possessed abundant innate Yin energy, while the Nine Heavens Thunder Technique was the most powerful and Yang-dominant cultivation method in the world. The resulting true energy, naturally, was Yang.

This true energy fused with the innate Yin energy within Lin Wan'er's body; the clash of Yin and Yang, like positive and negative charges, produced a new true energy akin to the power of lightning.

However, Lin Wan'er couldn't control this true energy, which was precisely why she was experiencing her current symptoms. If she couldn't properly control this true energy, it would eventually backfire. After all, the power of lightning was incredibly fierce; this characteristic meant it couldn't be mastered by anyone, because it represented justice, judgment, and ultimate destruction!

Having grasped the key point, Yang Fan finally saw hope and found direction. What he needed to do now was guide Lin Wan'er to master this true energy containing the nascent form of lightning. Once she successfully mastered it, she could cultivate smoothly, and she wouldn't even need to be struck by lightning like Yang Fan did to cultivate. Because she herself is a high-speed generator, as long as she continues to cultivate, she will continuously generate lightning, thereby enhancing her cultivation.

Understanding this, Yang Fan couldn't help but feel speechless. In fact, the Nine Heavens Thunder Technique was practically a cultivation method specifically designed for women. They could automatically generate electricity when they practiced it, unlike him, who had to be struck by lightning every day!

However, Yang Fan also knew that not all women were suitable for practicing the Nine Heavens Thunder Technique. Among ordinary women, only one in a million would be suitable. Leaving aside so-called innate talent and comprehension, the best women suitable for practicing the Nine Heavens Thunder Technique were pure Yin women.

Pure Yin women practicing the Nine Heavens Thunder Technique would achieve twice the effect with half the effort. Of course, pure Yin women were extremely rare in this world, and finding someone truly suitable to practice the Nine Heavens Thunder Technique was not easy. Therefore, the more Yin energy a woman had within her body, the more suitable she was for practicing it. Lin Wan'er's constitution was, in fact, infinitely close to a pure Yin constitution.

Of course, everything has its advantages and disadvantages. Pure Yin women are suitable for cultivating the Nine Heavens Thunder Technique, but the power they wield is far less than that of men.

To give a very unrealistic example, if a pure Yang man were to cultivate the Nine Heavens Thunder Technique, although it would be far more difficult for him than for ordinary people, if he were to succeed, its power would be hundreds or thousands of times greater than that of an ordinary man.

This is because their unique physique makes it almost impossible for them to cultivate the Nine Heavens Thunder Technique, like Yang Fan, who must endure lightning strikes to cultivate it. Imagine, how weak would someone who survives being struck by lightning every day be?

Moreover, a pure Yang body is inherently an extremely Yang body, and when combined with the extremely powerful, fierce, and yang nature of lightning, wouldn't they be possessed by a thunder god, invincible?

Yang Fan's physique, while not innately pure Yang, is acquired, entirely due to the dragon markings on his body. This is precisely why he found cultivating the Nine Heavens Thunderous Technique so difficult. However, although he didn't understand the reason behind all this, he never slacked off in his cultivation.

It was also because of Yang Fan's physique and pure Yang body that his cultivation was so difficult, and it was precisely because of this difficulty that each of his breakthroughs brought about earth-shattering changes, allowing him to fight beyond his level!

Getting back to the main point, having discovered the source of Lin Wan'er's symptoms, Yang Fan began to devise a countermeasure. Fortunately, he had experience absorbing nuclear power and was quite experienced in controlling lightning. Although they were currently fighting outside the body, this was still a familiar task for Yang Fan.

Soon, his mental energy smoothly connected with Lin Wan'er's will and began guiding it towards the true energy within her body. However, as soon as it approached, he immediately discovered a new problem.

Logically speaking, Lin Wan'er's cultivation was only at the Inner Strength stage, so there shouldn't be any true energy in her meridians. Yet, her body was filled with turbulent true energy, which was precisely the most troublesome aspect... Chapter

262 [Meridian Cleansing and Marrow Strengthening]

It's true that true energy exists in the meridians, but while the meridians can withstand the true energy, they must also withstand its impact. The Inner Strength stage is actually a process of strengthening the meridians. The meridians are constantly nourished with inner energy until they are saturated and can withstand the true energy, after which the inner energy is directly converted into true energy.

Currently, although Lin Wan'er's meridians are being nourished by internal energy, there's also an abundance of true qi containing lightning power within her body. This is precisely why her body is unstable.

Originally, Yang Fan's plan was to guide the true qi within Lin Wan'er's body back into her meridians, which would automatically resolve her crisis. However, if Yang Fan wants to guide the true qi into her meridians, he must first strengthen them. This is equivalent to cleansing her marrow and opening up all her meridians!

Cleansing the marrow and washing away all impurities to cultivate an innate physique is an extremely rare and precious thing for a martial artist. Opening up all the meridians requires a highly skilled master to perform the procedure on another person. However, for the practitioner, this is a self-destructive act, not only depleting their own vital energy but also risking qi deviation.

At this moment, Yang Fan disregarded any concerns about danger. He knew that Lin Wan'er's current physical condition couldn't withstand much longer. If he didn't resolve this issue quickly, it would be too late by the time he realized it!

With this in mind, Yang Fan began to slowly channel his inner energy into her body, using it to nourish her meridians.

This was a slow process, and also extremely dangerous and exhausting. If an ordinary Qi Movement Realm expert were to do this, they would likely collapse from exhaustion before completing this arduous task. Fortunately, Yang Fan's strength far surpassed that of ordinary realms. He was only at the fifth level of Qi Movement, but possessed the strength of at least the first level of Spirit Refinement.

Moreover, his spiritual power had greatly increased after cultivating two of the Nine True Words, becoming incredibly strong and unmoved, completely unaffected by external influences. Therefore, helping Lin Wan'er open up all her meridians wasn't entirely impossible for him.

Meanwhile, Yang Fan began guiding Lin Wan'er's internal energy into her meridians. His true energy, being an external force, could still open her meridians, but it wouldn't be as effective as her own internal energy opening them.

Time ticked by, and Yang Fan and Lin Wan'er sat motionless on the sofa. He carefully controlled Lin Wan'er's internal energy, guiding it into her meridians. What he was doing now was the most crucial step in advancing from the Inner Strength stage to the Acquired stage: guiding the internal energy into the fixed meridians, transforming it into true energy!

This process was the most dangerous part of advancing to the Acquired stage. Before this, the meridians contained nothing but blood; now, internal energy had to be forcibly added and transformed into true energy. Either way, it was extremely dangerous, especially since it was happening inside another person's body. What would happen if the internal energy burst a meridian?

A ruptured meridian is a minor matter; if such a situation occurs, unless there's some extraordinary encounter, one will never be able to cultivate again for the rest of their life. For a martial artist, what's the point of living if they can't cultivate?

Before long, Yang Fan's clothes were completely soaked with sweat, making him look as if he had just swum out of the water, even the ground was soaked. Similarly, Lin Wan'er was also completely drenched in sweat. She wasn't wearing much to begin with, and the sweat made her exquisite figure even more apparent. Her

white clothes clung to her snow-white skin, highlighting its radiance. Unfortunately, Yang Fan had no time to appreciate the beauty before him, wasting a potentially spectacular encounter…

Lin Wan'er's cultivation was only at the initial stage of Inner Strength, but Yang Fan was now trying to raise her cultivation to the Acquired Realm. This wasn't just unprecedented, it was a crazy act!

Yang Fan was now in a dilemma, because he had no way to control Lin Wan'er's internal energy except by channeling it into her meridians. This uncontrollable energy, existing within her body for an extended period, was extremely detrimental to her.

Only by refining it could she avoid harming herself. However, refining this energy was clearly beyond Lin Wan'er's current capabilities, as she didn't yet understand the Small Heavenly Circuit. Having only recently cultivated internal energy, she could only rely on bodily regulation to slowly increase it; refining this energy was wishful thinking!

Yang Fan continuously channeled his internal energy into her body, acting like a road worker, controlling his energy to relentlessly open up Lin Wan'er's meridians, creating pathways one after another. Fortunately, his strength had recently surged, and the internal energy in his meridians had grown considerably; otherwise, he might have exhausted his energy before even opening her meridians. Even so, the current situation was extremely dangerous!

Controlling his true energy to slowly open up Lin Wan'er's meridians, Yang Fan felt his eyelids grow increasingly heavy, and he even felt that he might faint if he swayed. He was essentially forcibly opening her meridians, and the danger of such an act was unimaginable!

Although Lin Wan'er's constitution was stronger than the average person, it was only relative; she couldn't withstand the impact of forcibly opening her meridians. But now, Yang Fan had no other choice!

"I'll risk it all!"

Sensing that his true energy was about to run out, Yang Fan bit his tongue sharply to clear his mind. At the same time, his true energy exploded, actively activated, and joined the construction of his meridians!

With this influx of true energy, the process of opening the meridians undoubtedly accelerated considerably, but Yang Fan was somewhat uneasy. He was only currently stimulating his own potential; as the saying goes, "one burst of energy, then a decline, then a resurgence," and once this momentum wore off, the situation would be dangerous!

But at this moment, if his internal energy suddenly ran out, not only would Lin Wan'er perish, but Yang Fan would also suffer the backlash. In that case, the two would be doomed.

With no other options, Yang Fan had no choice but to take a risky gamble!

With the addition of Yang Fan's internal energy, the opening speed of Lin Wan'er's meridians noticeably accelerated. To Yang Fan's relief, his internal energy didn't cause any adverse reactions in Lin Wan'er. Moreover, after entering Lin Wan'er's body, his internal energy actually began to actively merge with hers, continuously absorbing and refining it, then returning it to Lin Wan'er's body and channeling it into her meridians!

During this cycle, not only did Lin Wan'er's internal energy become much gentler, but Yang Fan also noticed that something seemed to have increased in his own internal energy. However, at this moment, he had no time to think about this...

Finally, thanks to Yang Fan's efforts, Lin Wan'er's internal energy began to transform into true qi. Like a call to action, this formation of true qi seemed to mobilize all the internal energy within her body, causing it to surge into her meridians and slowly transform into true qi. Meanwhile, the true qi that had already formed within her body began to gather in her meridians and circulate according to the Lesser Heavenly Circulation Technique!

*Hoo!

* Letting out a long breath, feeling that the dangerous period within Lin Wan'er had truly passed, Yang Fan secretly breathed a sigh of relief. Fortune favors the bold; he hadn't expected that this crisis would bring him good fortune, allowing him and Lin Wan'er to overcome the difficulty together.

But at this moment, Yang Fan didn't stop there. He still controlled and preserved the true qi within Lin Wan'er's body, guiding the newly transformed true qi within her body, slowly circulating it according to the Nine Heavens Thunder Technique's circulation path!

Once, twice, three times… Only after feeling that Lin Wan'er's internal energy could finally circulate according to the Small Heavenly Circuit did Yang Fan quietly withdraw the internal energy he had left in her body. Slowly withdrawing his palm from her back, Yang Fan had no other choice but to sit behind Lin Wan'er and begin to recover his internal energy. The experience just now, although seemingly calm, was no less dangerous than a life-or-death battle, and in terms of both consumption and danger, it far exceeded Yang Fan's previous battle with Ghost Shadow.

The main reason he hadn't fallen into a coma was that his strength had significantly increased compared to then, and his mental power had also become much stronger with the practice of the Nine True Words! But even so, his internal energy had reached a critical point. If he didn't recover in time, it would leave a hidden danger that could never be healed!

The room suddenly fell silent, with only the ticking of the clock on the wall. Everything seemed extraordinary. The two people sitting on the ground were as still as meditating monks.

At this moment, although Lin Wan'er had finally broken through the Inner Strength stage and entered the Acquired Realm after experiencing a life-or-death ordeal, she was not yet fully awake. A faint blush still lingered on her face. The true energy in her meridians was slowly circulating entirely through her consciousness. With each circulation, the true energy in her meridians grew significantly stronger.

The results of cultivation immediately after a breakthrough are often the best, because at this time, cultivation reaches a completely new realm, a completely new world, indescribably novel in every aspect. This is the best time not only to consolidate one's cultivation but also to adapt to the new realm. At this moment, Lin Wan'er's entire consciousness was immersed in this new realm, experiencing and marveling at this new world!

Chapter 263 [Alluring Lips]

As for Yang Fan, it wasn't without its benefits. His true energy was exhausted, and he was infused with new true energy. In this cycle, his true energy increased and condensed considerably. Although the increase wasn't very obvious, this one cultivation session was even better than several days of arduous training.

Time ticked by, and the first to wake up wasn't Yang Fan, but Lin Wan'er. Having just entered the Acquired Realm, she wasn't very familiar with her body's condition. After familiarizing herself with it, she slowly awoke.

As for Yang Fan, due to the immense exertion he had just experienced, although his recovery speed far surpassed that of ordinary people, the true energy within him was equivalent to the combined energy of dozens of others at the same level, making his recovery extremely time-consuming.

Despite her significant improvement in strength, Lin Wan'er still felt somewhat groggy. Having just broken through, she was filled with curiosity and confusion about everything new.

With a slight flush on her face, Lin Wan'er, upon opening her eyes, immediately felt incredibly sore all over, just like when she used to run several kilometers continuously during training, sweating profusely until her clothes stuck to her body—an indescribable discomfort. However, she also felt her body become much lighter, as if a gentle energy was constantly circulating within her, a feeling that was indescribably comfortable.

Just as she was about to get up, she suddenly noticed Yang Fan behind her. Yang Fan's eyes were closed, his expression serious, as if deep in thought, indescribably alluring.

This was the first time Lin Wan'er had observed Yang Fan so closely. Although she had secretly observed him before, she had always been worried he would discover her, so she hadn't been able to truly focus. Now, finally having the opportunity, she couldn't help but lean closer to Yang Fan, smelling the sweat on his body, and a strange restlessness suddenly stirred within her.

Yang Fan's eyebrows were as beautiful as distant mountains, elegant and upright, thick as ink; deeply rooted in his brows, exuding a hundred percent of heroic spirit. When joyful, they were bold and exuberant; when deep in thought, they were half-open and half-closed; when angry, they were focused and powerful; when calm, they were gentle and serene. Resilient and expansive, relaxed and unrestrained; flowing with a thousand kinds of grace and charm. To compare them to flowing clouds was too soft, to compare them to an ancient road too distant; to compare them to a sharp sword too razor-sharp, to compare them to a flowing spring too slow. This charm could only be appreciated intuitively; words failed her.

His nose, dignified, bore witness to his excellent character; its straight peak reflected his resolute nature. Utterly upright, yet with a touch of gentleness; supremely beautiful, exquisitely crafted, and elegant, like a towering mountain.

Her gaze slowly moved downwards, landing on Yang Fan's lips. Exquisitely delicate, gentle as water. A perfect blend of resilience and beauty. A touch of romance, a touch of resolute might; a touch of sincerity and loveliness, a touch of serene allure.

They say a woman's red lips are captivating, but at this moment, staring at Yang Fan's slightly parted lips, Lin Wan'er felt an irresistible urge to kiss them!

Hearing Yang Fan's steady breathing, as if he wouldn't wake up anytime soon, Lin Wan'er's beautiful eyes flickered, her face flushed slightly, and her breathing suddenly quickened. She braced herself on the ground, then suddenly climbed down, her delicate face slowly moving towards Yang Fan…

A ray of sunlight streamed in from the window, illuminating Lin Wan'er's fair face. Reflected in the sunlight, her lips, lightly painted with lipstick, were indescribably alluring! Her eyelashes fluttered, and she shyly moved her lips towards Yang Fan. The distance between their lips, illuminated by the sunlight, grew closer and closer…

Just as their lips were about to touch, a pair of dark eyes suddenly appeared in Lin Wan'er's shy eyes. Those eyes were clear and bright, like the moonlight at dawn, too beautiful to be seen in the world, only to be vaguely remembered in dreams. They were crystal clear, even the ripples of a spring couldn't match their clarity and sharpness. Their captivating beauty and allure seemed to capture the brilliance of the sun and moon!

Those eyes, so bright and captivating, sparkling and clear, brimming with deep affection and hope, seemed to hold all the true meaning of human love. They appeared to see through the ways of the world, to understand the illusions of life, and to reveal the secrets of heaven. They cast aside all worldly troubles, leaving only a sense of freedom within.

The moment Lin Wan'er saw those eyes, she almost stopped breathing. Her beautiful eyes widened, her heart nearly stopping!

"This...this...this...this is so embarrassing!"

Her already flushed face turned a deep crimson, like the fiery clouds of a setting sun, almost dripping with blood.

Words couldn't describe it; at that moment, besides endless embarrassment, Lin Wan'er's mind was in complete chaos, and she had no idea what to do! After a long while, she finally managed to say haltingly, "You...you're awake?"

Yang Fan hadn't expected things to turn out this way. Although he was circulating his internal energy to recover, his senses were extremely sensitive; not even the slightest rustle in the air could escape his ears, let alone such a fragrant aroma.

At this moment, Yang Fan regretted opening his eyes! If he had waited a moment longer, wouldn't he have been able to taste what those little cherries were like? He regretted it now! It was all because of this damned curiosity!

While cultivating, he suddenly smelled a delicate fragrance wafting towards him. Although he recognized the perfume as Lin Wan'er's, he didn't know why it had suddenly become so strong. This was completely illogical! Driven by curiosity, he wanted to open his eyes to see what Lin Wan'er was doing. But no matter how much he planned, he never expected Lin Wan'er to steal a kiss from him while he was cultivating!

This was supposed to be my job! How did it turn out this way? Why are women these days so bold and open? Last time it was Dongfang Lan, and this time it's Lin Wan'er! But, that vixen Dongfang Lan, after being discovered, showed no embarrassment whatsoever; instead, she boldly continued to kiss him. Unfortunately, Lin Wan'er wasn't as vixen as Dongfang Lan…

Just as Yang Fan was lost in thought, Lin Wan'er's voice, as soft as a mosquito's buzz, entered his ears, interrupting his reverie!

"Hmm! By the way, how are you feeling? Is anything bothering you?"

Suppressing the urge to kiss her again, Yang Fan leaned back slightly and asked.

"Much better. By the way, what did you just do to me? I feel like the power within me has increased countless times. Have I broken through to the Nine Heavens Thunder Technique?"

Hurriedly pulling her head back, Lin Wan'er recalled what had just happened and couldn't help but ask Yang Fan.

Hearing her question, Yang Fan couldn't help but chuckle. Although the process had been extremely dangerous, Yang Fan was quite satisfied with his work. Seeing Lin Wan'er's delighted expression, he couldn't help but say, "Hmm, you should be considered to have broken through!"

"Really?"

Lin Wan'er was taken aback at first, but then her face suddenly stiffened. She had some knowledge of the Nine Heavens Thunder Technique and knew just how difficult it was to cultivate. She had only asked casually, but Yang Fan's statement that she had truly broken through left her momentarily speechless!

Immediately, she focused her inner energy and indeed found true qi within herself. This discovery almost made her scream!

True qi! Didn't that mean she had reached the Acquired Realm? Her previous realm was only the Inner Strength stage, a far cry from the Acquired Realm. Now, she had suddenly broken through!

This transformation was akin to a sparrow suddenly transforming into a phoenix revered by all beasts. The change was simply too great!

"True Qi? That...that means I...I've reached the Acquired Realm?"

After a long while, Lin Wan'er asked Yang Fan with some disbelief. If anyone else had said this to her, she wouldn't have believed it either, but this was Yang Fan. Knowing his character well, she knew he would never speak without reason. Although she believed him somewhat, she was still a little hesitant!

"As if asking me, why did you personally experience the changes within your body?"

Yang Fan said absentmindedly. It wasn't that he disliked Lin Wan'er's question, but at this moment, he had discovered another problem, and almost all his attention was focused on that!

At this moment, Lin Wan'er's clothes were soaked with sweat, revealing the boundless beauty beneath her clothes to Yang Fan. Moreover, for some reason, several buttons on her chest had automatically fallen off...that full figure directly stirred his heart. And the two buns of her hair on her cheeks were all stuck together with sweat, adding a touch of delicate beauty to her originally heroic and spirited appearance!

From a male perspective, while a stunningly beautiful woman with heroic bearing is certainly captivating, the feeling she evokes is more one of conquest than one of genuine allure. Conversely, a woman whose strength is tempered with a touch of fragility and a hint of fear is more likely to ignite a man's protective instincts. This is the true reason why men are drawn to the classic "hero saves the damsel in distress" trope!

At this moment, Lin Wan'er, glistening with sweat, possessed an added touch of delicate beauty. The sweat, in turn, further aroused Yang Fan's senses. Especially since she was disheveled, resembling a pitiful, lonely, and helpless young girl, Yang Fan's heartstrings were tugged, and he felt an overwhelming urge to protect her. He longed to pull her into his arms and cherish her tenderly!

After hearing Yang Fan's words, Lin Wan'er wanted to sense the situation inside, but suddenly noticed that Yang Fan's gaze was a bit strange. There seemed to be something extra in his eyes when he looked at her. Under his gaze, she felt as if she might melt at any moment. That burning gaze made her flustered and unsure of what to do!

Finally calming herself down, she secretly glanced at Yang Fan, only to find his gaze fixed on her chest. Looking down, Lin Wan'er couldn't help but scream, her hands simultaneously covering her chest…

Chapter 264 [Mandarin Ducks Playing in the Water]

"I can only apologize for the recent updates. It's not that I don't want to explain, but I'm afraid that explaining would become an unnecessary cover-up. I can only promise not to update anymore. Sigh, brothers, please forgive me. I'll try to adjust the time!"

Actually, the moment her hands covered her chest, Lin Wan'er regretted it!

As for why she regretted it, she couldn't explain it herself. It seemed that deep down, she had a certain expectation, a certain longing, regarding Yang Fan's spying!

"My body is quite alluring to him..."

Lin Wan'er wasn't an innocent girl who knew nothing; she could naturally see the desire in Yang Fan's eyes.

There was a time when Lin Wan'er had considered having something happen between her and Yang Fan. She wasn't good at expressing her feelings, nor was she one to fawn over men, so even if she truly liked Yang Fan, she didn't know how to express it.

But she also knew that this situation was undoubtedly a great opportunity—a lone man and woman in a room, their clothes half-undone, the atmosphere ambiguous. If either of them took the initiative, it would be a natural progression!

However, the girl's reserve made her react normally at first, ruining the already ambiguous atmosphere...

Yang Fan was a little embarrassed to be caught spying on him. He coughed lightly before continuing, "How about this, you first feel the situation inside your body. You've just broken through; it will take a while to adapt!"

With that, he turned and stood up.

The moment Lin Wan'er covered her chest with her hands, she regretted it. Yang Fan had finally become interested in her body, and she had ruined this rare opportunity. If she hadn't done what she did, and had just pushed things along, wouldn't she have been able to make things work?

"Pah! What nonsense are you thinking?"

Lin Wan'er spat lightly, her face flushing red. She lightly tapped her forehead, only to find that Yang Fan had already walked to the door. "Wait a minute!"

Seeing Yang Fan's expression, she couldn't help but call out to stop him.

"Is there anything else?"

Yang Fan stopped and turned his head, asking Lin Wan'er with a puzzled look, but his gaze couldn't help

but wander to a place he shouldn't be looking at. Seeing Yang Fan's gaze fixed on her chest again, Lin Wan'er's blush deepened. Suppressing the flutter in her heart, she stammered, "You...you look like this, it's easy for people to misunderstand! Maybe...maybe..."

She trailed off, unsure how to explain further.

"Misunderstanding? What misunderstanding?"

Hearing Lin Wan'er's words, Yang Fan turned around to look at himself, and only then did he realize the problem. After what had just happened, his clothes were soaked with sweat and wrinkled, as if they had been forcibly torn and haphazardly put on. He realized he had been in Lin Wan'er's room for over several hours. In that

time, a man and a woman alone in a room—things had probably already happened! And with his current attire, it was impossible for others not to misunderstand. No wonder Lin Wan'er had said that; she was worried about this!

Spreading his hands, Yang Fan scratched his head sheepishly and said, "But I don't have any clothes to change into. We can't just hide here forever, can we? Otherwise, even if people wanted to, they wouldn't be able to avoid misunderstandings! Besides, your brother and the others will be here soon!"

Lin Wan'er chuckled, surprised that Yang Fan was still in the mood for jokes at a time like this. But thinking about it, it made sense; hiding inside like this wasn't a long-term solution. She was still a virgin, and her unscrupulous father and brother had misunderstood her before. If they continued to hide this time, who knew what they might say?

"I see you're all sweaty. Why don't you take a shower here, and I'll go get some clothes from my brother for you to change into?"

Lin Wan'er said after laughing.

"..."

She said she was worried about misunderstandings, and now she's going to her brother's to borrow clothes—isn't that just telling them directly? Women's minds are truly hard to fathom!

However, Yang Fan couldn't ask this aloud. After spending so much time with women, he'd learned a lesson: their words, whether reasonable or not, were always right, never wrong…

While Yang Fan wasn't particularly fastidious about cleanliness, he didn't like being covered in sweat. Besides, he was currently very uncomfortable, sticky with sweat. Lin Wan'er's words only made him feel more uncomfortable.

"Washing here? Won't that be inconvenient?"

Yang Fan asked tentatively.

Lin Wan'er scoffed, "Tch, what's inconvenient about it? I've seen your little body before!"

But even as she said that, the thought of Yang Fan naked in her bathroom made her heart race.

"..."

Yang Fan was speechless. But thinking about it, it made sense. Hadn't they put on quite a show in her office last time? Although they hadn't actually done anything, a man's most private area was limited, unlike a woman whose body was full of secrets. Whether it was her upper or lower body, front or back, nothing could be easily shown... And he, with his only secret already seen and even touched by her, the rest of his body was irrelevant!

"Where's the bathroom?"

Now that he was more open, Yang Fan asked directly without any reservations.

"Come with me!"

Upon reaching the bathroom door, Yang Fan politely nodded to Lin Wan'er before entering. He quickly stripped off his clothes and, completely naked, climbed into the bathtub, which was already filled with warm water. Feeling weak all over, a relaxing bath was indeed a very enjoyable experience. But just as he lathered himself with soap, there was a knock on the bathroom door.

"Yang Fan, may I come in?"

Yang Fan, wondering who would be knocking at this hour, suddenly heard Lin Wan'er's slightly hurried voice from outside.

"Come in? Why are you coming in at this hour? Do you want to bathe with me?"

Hearing her voice, a picture of two lovers frolicking in the water flashed through Yang Fan's mind…

"Oh! Wait a minute!"

In his haste, Yang Fan didn't even have time to put on his clothes; he simply stirred up the bubbles on the water, using them to cover his body. After doing all this and making sure there were no major problems, he called out to the door, "Okay, come in!"

With a gentle pull, Lin Wan'er easily opened the bathroom door. The inner lock on the bathroom door had been broken for a long time, but since she lived alone in the room, she hadn't had it fixed.

Her cheeks flushed as she looked at the steamy bathroom, the blush that had already reached her neck spread throughout her body. She had only come in after hearing Yang Fan's call, expecting him to be dressed, but she hadn't expected him to be still lying perfectly fine in the bathtub…

The bathroom was filled with steam, and from her angle, she could only vaguely see a figure, but even so, Lin Wan'er was incredibly embarrassed. Holding her bathrobe, she didn't know whether to leave or stay, and just stood there, stunned.

Yang Fan awkwardly smiled at her, curled up, and kept rubbing the surrounding foam onto himself. Although just a moment ago he had been fantasizing about a romantic moment in the water, now, all those thoughts vanished, replaced by endless embarrassment!

Lin Wan'er chuckled, looking at Yang Fan who was blushing like a shy girl next door, and suddenly burst into laughter. It was the first time she'd seen Yang Fan blush, the first time she'd seen him so flustered, and a mischievous thought suddenly popped into her head. Lin Wan'er's eyes darted around, and with a smile, she walked towards Yang Fan , who was squatting in the bathtub.

"Hehe, Yang Fan, I usually like to take cold showers, I rarely use hot water, I don't know if the water is too cold. Also, I forgot to bring you a bathrobe, I just remembered, sorry to bother you!"

Hanging the bathrobe on the wall, Lin Wan'er showed no sign of leaving.

"Ahem, this, this, Teacher Lin, thank you, but could you please leave now?"

Following Lin Wan'er's footsteps, watching her figure getting closer, Yang Fan tentatively asked.

From her eyes, Yang Fan clearly saw a hint of mockery. He had seen this look countless times in Dongfang Fengfan's eyes, but every time he saw that mocking look, he was completely manipulated by Dongfang Lan.

He was extremely wary of such gazes, always wanting to avoid them at all costs. Now, seeing that familiar look again, Yang Fan felt a cold sweat break out on his forehead!

"Go out? Of course we have to go out! Did you think I was going to scrub your back for you?"

After a slight pause, Lin Wan'er said as if she had suddenly realized something. But just as Yang Fan breathed a sigh of relief, she continued, "However, before we go out, I'll test if the water temperature is too low!"

"No! No, absolutely not!"

Hearing those highly provocative words, Yang Fan waved his hands repeatedly. But when his gaze fell on her shapely figure, an unnamed lust suddenly surged within him. As the saying goes, lust knows no bounds; at this moment, the only way Yang Fan could think of such things was...

"Hehe, it's better to try, otherwise you'll say I haven't taken good care of you!"

As she spoke, Lin Wan'er had already walked up to Yang Fan, bent down, and reached into the bathtub...

He was about to say something, but Yang Fan stopped himself. Their position was quite intimate, and given Lin Wan'er's attire, her bending down meant Yang Fan's gaze fell on something he shouldn't have.

Through her low-cut outer garment, Yang Fan could see Lin Wan'er's full breasts, a deep cleavage beside two proudly erect jade peaks. While not as magnificent as Lin Jiaxin's, they were certainly not small! For a moment, Yang Fan couldn't help but swallow hard...

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