After a while, the two arrived at another tea house.
This tea house did not sell Qingyu Dew, only ordinary cooling tea.
Although Xue Yi was injured, he had already recovered and it was not too serious, it did not affect his actions.
He asked for a secluded private room and closed the door to talk.
"Miss Yan, are you really a Longsheng Realm expert?" Xue Yi asked straightforwardly.
Yan Chengxue pursed her lips and smiled, "Not really, I only have the strength of the ninth layer of Dongtian Realm right now. But if I go all out, I can fight against the third or fourth layer of Longsheng Realm."
"The third or fourth layer of Longsheng Realm? That's a huge gap!" Xue Yi exclaimed.
Not everyone has a freakish martial art like the Emperor's Five Spirits Jue. Normally it is extremely difficult for someone to fight across a small realm, either the higher realm person is a useless glutton, or the lower realm person has extremely rich combat experience, or there is a huge difference in martial arts.
The gap between two small realms is usually more than 50%.
Every time you improve a small realm, your strength will increase by more than 50%. When crossing a large realm, the difference can be two to three times or even more.
So it is very rare to see someone fight across multiple small realms or a large realm.
Yan Chengxue smiled mysteriously and explained, "Anyway, just believe me. I'm a little weaker in the city, but very powerful once I'm out of the city." "Why did you ask this? You really want me to kill someone for you?"
Weaker in the city, stronger outside the city...
Xue Yi did not quite understand this logic.
Seeing that she was not willing to elaborate, he did not ask further, "It's something like that, but I won't let you do it for free. If Miss Yan can help resolve this matter, my master will give you one million taels of silver notes."
"One million taels!"
Yan Chengxue exclaimed, her apricot eyes wide open, as if she had never seen so much money in her life.
Her reaction was a bit exaggerated, not like a Longsheng Realm expert should have.
This made Xue Yi somewhat doubtful of her claimed strength.
Yan... it doesn't seem like there is a super powerful family with this surname in the Taigu Shenchao.
But it is also possible that she is using a fake name...
Oh well, I'll think about this later!
Xue Yi took out 10,000 taels of silver notes and placed them on the table, "These 10,000 taels are the deposit. Take it and use it first. This matter will be dealt with in a few days. We'll need to leave Lingzhou City. I'll find you again when the time comes. Once the matter is settled, not a single tael will be missing from the one million promised."
"Ten thousand taels!"
Yan Chengxue's eyes shone brightly. Judging by her expression, it looked like her saliva was about to flow out.
She took the 10,000 taels of silver notes, happily said: "Okay, okay! Then find me when the time comes. I'm staying at the nearby Yunwei Inn, Room Er of the Tian character!"
"Alright, see you again in a few days. Stay in the city for now until I find you again." Xue Yi finished the business satisfactorily.
The two chatted for a while as they drank tea.
He originally wanted to find out about Yan Chengxue's background, but she cleverly avoided answering every time, refusing to respond. He had to give up.
After a while, Xue Yi bid farewell and left.
Yan Chengxue saw him off, eyes shining brightly as she hugged the 10,000 taels of silver notes, immersed in ecstasy: "I can make money by killing people, double happiness, awesome!"
...
After leaving the teahouse, Xue Yi returned to the place where they had fought before.
He originally wanted to bring some Qingyu Dew back to the young miss, but the shop was closed.
After suffering such great damage and accident, the boss said he would close for seven days to dispel the bloodshed and calamity energy, and repair the damaged shop. Business would only resume after seven days.
Xue Yi had no choice but to return empty-handed.
But he did not forget about the young miss's needs either.
As soon as he returned to Lan Garden, he ordered the maids to fetch some fruits and ice cubes from the manor to personally make a fresh fruit tea for the young miss.
After giving the order, he walked into the room.
"Young Miss, your subordinate has returned from the errand," Xue Yi called out in a subordinate manner.
After entering the room, Xiao Qingruo was not sitting there reading.
"Huh, where is she?" Xue Yi looked around.
Then...
"Uh..."
Seeing Xiao Qingruo collapsed in the side room, he couldn't help but be stunned.
Beside Xiao Qingruo was the wooden box he left behind. At this moment, her entire body was curled up on the ground, her face flushed, and her body was covered in fragrant sweat, looking rather miserable.
"Oh my, this young miss!"
Xue Yi was greatly shocked. He quickly locked the door and strode in.
"Mmm..."
Xiao Qingruo was already semi-conscious, her entire body soft and weak without an ounce of strength. Her legs writhed under her dress, and her body was burning hot enough to boil eggs.
"This is bad, she's in big trouble!"
Seeing her struggling appearance, Xue Yi was very anxious.
In order to prevent anyone from peeking into the wooden box, he had specially installed a mechanism inside that could induce lust. He then labeled it "Five Steps to Death Powder" to deter people.
Cultivators had strong poison resistance, but they were not so resistant to that kind of drug. Some of the guards had fallen for it before, frightened into not moving a muscle by his threats, almost bursting their blood vessels from holding back, and had to go cause a ruckus at the Chunxiang Building all night before passing out from exhaustion, taking five days off to recuperate.
And now the one who had fallen prey was the young miss!
"Young Miss, Young Miss, are you alright?" He shook Xiao Qingruo's shoulders.
She opened her eyes, the redness in them apparent.
Seeing a handsome face appear before her, she couldn't help but reveal an infatuated look, subconsciously reaching out to hug him.
"Xue Yi, save me..."
Xiao Qingruo's voice carried a somewhat delirious tone.
"Okay, okay, I'll save you."
Xue Yi responded verbally.
But he absolutely dared not use the "standard" method to detoxify her.
Xiao Qingruo was the young miss of the Holy Might Manor, there were some things that cannot be taken lightly, otherwise the manor lord would kill him if he found out!
Seeing the young miss suffering so much, Xue Yi thought for a moment, looking at his hands and then at her country-toppling beauty.
"Hmm... that's how I'll do it!"
Then he busied himself.
To prevent the young miss from crying out, he had to cover her mouth while working diligently up and down.
More than ten minutes later, knocking sounds came from outside, the maids had brought the ice cubes and fruits.
Xue Yi temporarily stopped and got up to retrieve the items.
When he got up, Xiao Qingruo was still grabbing his ankles, unwilling to let him go, making whimpering sounds while crying out "Don't go... I'm not done yet..." sounding rather silly and cute.
After taking the ice cubes and fruits, Xue Yi freshly prepared a thirst-quenching fruit tea for her on the spot, while using the extra ice cubes to help cool her down.
The "poison" that the young miss took was quite deep, and Xue Yi was busy for nearly half the day before he finally managed to completely purge the toxins from her body.
By the time the sun had started to set, around three to four in the afternoon, the color on Xiao Qingruo's face had finally returned to normal.
However... it was not completely back to normal.
Her consciousness had regained clarity, and everything that had happened in the past few hours came flooding back into her mind. Her face turned as red as bleeding, having just recovered a little, before she stumbled into her own room to hide, not daring to see anyone.
She walked unsteadily, her legs still trembling.
nd fell into a coma while saving his younger sister from an out-of-control car. He became a vegetable. No one knew that his consciousness had crossed into a world of cultivation. Over the course of sixty years, he began as the lowest kind of mine slave, struggling to survive amid mountains of corpses and seas of blood. By sheer chance, he eventually obtained the complete memories of a fallen Immortal King. Alchemy, medicine, formations, feng shui, physiognomy, artifact forging… Every great inheritance of the cultivation world was now his. But when he opened his eyes again, he discovered that ten full years had passed in the modern world. To pay for his treatment, his father had sold the family’s shop and house, leaving himself covered in lasting injuries and illness. His mother had cared for him day and night, and more than half of her hair had already turned white. His younger sister, who had been only fifteen back then, was now twenty-five. To help repay the family’s debts, she had been forced to lower her head and put on a smiling face in places of glittering lights and endless revelry. Only then did Chen Xuan understand that what he had lost was not merely ten years. He had lost the life his entire family was meant to have. The good news was that he had brought back the memories of an Immortal King’s entire lifetime. The bad news was that his soul had returned alone—his cultivation had not come with him. Spiritual energy was scarce, resources were depleted, and the modern world still had firearms, surveillance, capital, and laws. If he wanted to protect his family, break free from everyone’s control, and become truly invincible beneath the heavens, he would have to start all over again.
uld barely embark on the path to immortality. Just as he was on the verge of death, his golden finger awakened. No matter whether it was poison, drained blood and vital energy, diminished lifespan, or any other physical debuff caused by paying a price—once midnight passed, everything would be refreshed. From then on, whenever someone asked what kind of person Chu Ran was, the answer was simple: Forbidden arts that other cultivators dared not learn? Chu Ran would learn them. Prices that even demonic cultivators dared not pay? Chu Ran would pay them. Lifespan that even righteous cultivators dared not burn? Chu Ran would burn it. All the blood essence in his body? Take it. Want both his hands and feet? He would cut them off and send them to you. You say he’s finished? He wasn’t built to sit idle. You think he’s gone mad? No—he was simply waiting for midnight. From that day onward, Chu Ran would respect neither Heaven nor Earth, bow to neither gods nor ghosts. He had only one wish: For midnight to arrive a little sooner.
m back to his original world. In the end, he realized he had overthought things. [Hey, why is Shen Manni, the female lead, acting strange? Shouldn't she be fawning over the male lead at this point?] [Zhou Qiaoqiao, are you sick? Weren't you supposed to break off your engagement today?] [Damn it! An Youyi, please do your job as an undercover agent and sell my information to the protagonist, you idiot!] ... At this moment, Xu Mo himself didn't know that these female leads had already heard his inner thoughts. Then they decided not to play by the rules. Xu Mo: Please respect my profession as the big villain!
s the Eldest Princess, renowned for her cold and aloof detachment, became the most docile of lambs, obeying his every command without question. But when the final move was played on the chessboard, as Gu Chenghan seized everything and ascended on the verge of apotheosis, that very Princess suddenly embraced him from behind, her tone carrying a dependence never heard before: "Wait... you haven't yet... commanded me to love you forever." Gu Chenghan froze abruptly. She... hadn't been hypnotized?! ... [The Eldest Princess's Diary] [When my soul was extracted, becoming the sole spectator outside my own shell] [At first, there was overwhelming fury, until I saw] [How he used my sword to effortlessly shatter my inescapable doom] [How he wielded my authority to eradicate fatal conspiracies I had never even detected] [Like a deity, he rescued me from the deep mire I was trapped in] [If not for those annoying vixens, he and I would be a match made in heaven] [I think I am ill, gravely ill] [My deity should belong to me alone] ... "Hypnosis? Oh, it succeeded, my dear Master." "Only this time, it's my turn to hypnotize you."
