Translator: CinderTL
Xu Sanyan pushed the door open again and re-entered the room. Uncertain of the situation, he decided to observe from the shadows, choosing not to reveal himself for the time being.
The girl on the bed was still fast asleep, her clothes disheveled and her hair damp with sweat, as if she had just been pulled from the water.
After a moment's thought, Xu Sanyan retrieved a dozen spirit stones from his storage pouch and tossed them onto the bed. He then pushed open the window, leaped out, and vanished into the night.
Unless absolutely necessary, he generally avoided taking advantage of such situations. To do so would be utterly despicable.
As for the incident in the ghost city, that had been a special case. The women's prices were exorbitant, bordering on extortion.
Shortly after Xu Sanyan's departure, four figures burst through the door with a loud crash. The girl startled awake, her eyes wide with confusion as she stared at the four figures before her, unsure of what was happening.
Seeing the room empty, Wang Qingyu secretly breathed a sigh of relief. The man beside her demanded, "Where is he?"
"Who?" the girl asked, still disoriented.
"The man you were just with."
"I don't know..."
The girl's heart leaped in alarm. Damn it, he hasn't paid yet! Just as she was about to get up, she noticed over a dozen spirit stones scattered by the corner of the bed. Her panic instantly turned to joy—at least her efforts hadn't been in vain.
The man glared at the open window, cursing under his breath. "Damn it, that kid's fast! After him!"
With that, he leaped through the window, the other two men hot on his heels.
Wang Qingyu's cold expression flickered with disdain as she sized up the girl. She curled her lip in contempt—this kind of trash dares to share a man with me?
Without another glance, she soared into the night, joining the chase after the trio.
The girl silently dressed, her body feeling like it was about to fall apart from exhaustion. Even her lower body throbbed with pain, but the decent haul offered a small measure of solace.
She gathered the spirit stones from the bed—seventeen in total. Ten belonged to the brothel, leaving her with seven.
With these seven spirit stones, her younger brother could buy another bottle of medicinal pills, giving her mother a few more days of life.
Sigh...
Now alone in the room, the girl no longer needed to force a smile for anyone. Finally, she had a moment to herself, however fleeting.
She hadn't lied—she truly did have a martial arts-practicing younger brother and a sick mother.
Xu Sanyan plunged into the darkness, but he didn't leave the city. With his skills, if he truly wanted to hide, these men would have little chance of finding him.
The three men he'd encountered earlier weren't particularly strong. One was at the Initial Stage of Soul Refinement, while the other two were at the Peak Stage of Dao Seeking. In a fight, Xu Sanyan was confident he could take all three of their lives.
However, he didn't act rashly. If he wanted to stay safe in Thousand Autumns City, it was best to avoid provoking the Wang Family as much as possible.
As dawn broke,
Inside the Wang Family's inner city residence, Wang Qingyu and the three men had searched all night without finding a trace of Xu Sanyan.
The woman sat at the head of the table, her hands moving deftly as she embroidered. The pattern on the handkerchief appeared to be a phoenix.
The three men knelt on the floor, not daring to speak. Even the Soul Refining Realm expert knelt respectfully on one knee, head bowed in silence.
Wang Qingyu was also deeply afraid of her Third Aunt, standing obediently in place, afraid to move.
Without looking up, the woman said, "Qingyu, go find your sister. Talk to her and guide her well. Do you understand?"
"Yes, Aunt. Your niece understands," Wang Qingyu replied, secretly relieved. She quickly left the oppressive room.
"You didn't find him?" The woman set down her embroidery and looked at the three figures.
The Soul Refining Realm cultivator spoke in a deep voice, "Reporting to Madam, this subordinate discovered that the target was indeed at Phoenix Cry Pavilion. However, we arrived too late; he had already fled. We searched the city all night but couldn't find him. This subordinate has failed in his duty and begs Madam's punishment."
As he finished speaking, the man lowered his head even further, beads of cold sweat forming on his forehead. His pupils were filled with panic, revealing his deep fear of the woman.
The woman pondered for a long moment before slowly saying, "I'll give you two more days. Do not disappoint me."
"Thank you, Madam. This subordinate will carry out your orders immediately."
"Go."
As the three figures retreated, the woman rose and walked toward her daughter's room.
The Wang Family estate was vast. As she walked along the long corridor, she passed an endless succession of pavilions, waterside gazebos, gardens, and ornate buildings.
Wherever the woman went, everyone bowed respectfully, addressing her as "Madam" regardless of whether they were maids, servants, or members of the Wang Family.
Creak—
The door opened, and the woman gazed at her daughter leaning against the headboard, a wave of tenderness washing over her.
Wang Qingyu and Wang Ruixin wisely withdrew, leaving the mother and daughter alone.
Wang Zixuan lay propped against the headboard, her eyes brimming with tears. She turned to her mother and whispered hoarsely, "Mother..."
"I'm here," the woman replied, hurrying to the bedside and tenderly embracing her daughter.
"Mother, please don't make things difficult for him..."
The woman paused, her expression freezing. "Did Qingyu tell you?"
Wang Zixuan leaned into her mother's embrace, her eyes reddening. "Don't blame my sister, Mother. I forced her to tell me. Promise me you won't hurt Brother Lin, okay? We can sit down and talk things through..."
The woman lowered her head in silence.
Seeing this, Wang Zixuan grew more agitated. She jerked her head up, her voice pleading, "Mother, you've always loved me the most since I was a child. Please, promise me?"
The woman frowned deeply and sighed heavily. "Ah... I'm doing this for your own good. You don't understand the hearts of men out there. There are no good ones among them. They all approach you with ulterior motives."
Under the influence of the Demonic Seed, Wang Zixuan couldn't hear reason. In her mind, Lin Fan was the most perfect man in the world, and no one could ever compare.
Seeing her mother still unwilling to let go of Brother Lin, Wang Zixuan couldn't help but flip over and kneel on the ground. Tears welled in her eyes as she continued to plead,
"Mother, Brother Lin is truly a good person. Please, don't harm him. If anything were to happen to him, your daughter..."
At this point, Wang Zixuan kowtowed heavily, sobbing loudly, "Your daughter wouldn't want to live alone."
The woman closed her eyes, unable to comprehend what kind of bewitching spell that man had cast on her daughter, driving her to threaten suicide.
"Sigh... Fine, I'll yield to you."
The woman ultimately couldn't resist her daughter's pleas and reluctantly agreed, though a bitter ache lingered in her heart.
No matter how high her status, how great her power, or how profound her cultivation level, she could never use it against her own daughter.
Wang Zixuan's tears turned to laughter as she threw herself into her mother's arms, cooing, "Thank you, Mother! I knew you were the best."
"You silly girl... But you must meet him at least once. If you can find him, invite him to the manor for a visit."
"Mmm-hmm..."
Though the woman had agreed to her daughter's request, she didn't stop her subordinates from continuing their search for the man's whereabouts.
At that moment, Xu Sanyan lay nestled in bed, his arms wrapped around a fragrant young woman.
The girl was the daughter of a family from the outer city, blessed with remarkable talent. Despite her tender age, she had already reached the Inner Qi Realm in her cultivation.
Of course, this level of cultivation was insignificant in his eyes, leaving her entirely at his mercy.
Lately, he had developed a particular fondness for these sweet-smelling young women, perhaps thanks to that undergarment, which had stirred some deeply hidden fetish within him.
"Young master, please rest for a while," the girl pleaded, her body drenched in fragrant sweat. "I can't take any more..."
(End of the Chapter)
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