Collecting Some Interest
Immediately execute Yue Qianchou's orders: summarize, reorganize, and the two Regiment Commander were dismissed. The eight regiments were reduced to six, and then a massive, almost brutal, combat-oriented training program began. The remaining six Regiment Commander faced immense pressure! However, their generous benefits were something they could never enjoy outside. From this day forward, the 'Black Society' army had a deeply ingrained training goal—everything revolved around realistic combat training.
"A loud drum doesn't need a heavy pounding!" Yue Qianchou left after giving his instructions. If he had to do everything himself, he wouldn't have time for anything else. Although he seemed relaxed, only he knew how much he actually had to worry about. It was impossible to devote all his energy to the army.
Upon receiving the message from Ling Feng and his companions, Yue Qianchou once again visited the back garden of the General's Mansion. It turned out the three were bidding him farewell. They had practically rounded up all the people with Spirit Root in the capital, making further infiltration difficult. The capital was a place teeming with hidden talents; going too far would attract attention and potentially bring trouble. The three decided to split up and search throughout the country, and their visit to Yue Qianchou was precisely to seek his advice. Yue Qianchou immediately agreed and gifted them a large quantity of elixirs and Spirit Stone, instructing them to be careful and to call him at any time in case of danger.
Shi Xiaotian also gifted the three men a large amount of gold and silver to facilitate their travels in the secular world. After seeing them off, Shi Xiaotian sighed, "I really envy their lives, being able to travel everywhere."
"Nobody's stopping you, just go if you want!" Yue Qianchou said. Shi Xiaotian shook his head and smiled bitterly, "I'm really worried about my family. Never mind, let's not talk about it. By the way, boss, stay a few more days this time! I don't know who to talk to after Ling Feng and the other two left. Let's have a good chat."
Yue Qianchou glanced at him, realizing that those who embark on the path of cultivation have little in common with ordinary people, even their own family. In truth, he was no different. Although his parents had reached utopia, he had little in common with them anymore. Every time they met, his mother would ask if he had eaten, and he didn't know how to answer. Should he always tell her he had eaten days or weeks ago? He could only casually say he had. This was the difference between cultivators and ordinary people—they truly had very little in common.
"Stay a few more days?" Yue Qianchou chuckled self-deprecatingly, pacing gently in the garden. He was focused on getting back before Bi Changchun returned to Shuntian Island; he had no time to linger, as matters concerning the demonic path had already delayed him for several days. Reaching a patch of vibrant golden chrysanthemums, he casually picked one, sniffed it, and smiled at Shi Xiaotian, who had followed him. "Things aren't like they used to be. I'm afraid I won't have time to keep you company. Someone owes me tens of millions of high-grade Spirit Stones! I need to collect it from them, principal and interest."
"You owe me tens of millions of high-grade Spirit Stones?" Shi Xiaotian was stunned. He couldn't figure out exactly how rich his boss was. Every time he gave him Spirit Stone, he would throw over tens of thousands of high-grade Spirit Stones at a time, enough for him to use as much as he wanted. However, tens of millions of high-grade Spirit Stones still sounded a bit terrifying.
"A lot? The more people you support, the higher the expenses!" Yue Qianchou shook his head, casually tossing the chrysanthemum in his hand and saying, "I'm not going to say anything more, I'm going to collect the debts."
In the 'Serene Guest Hall' where the Wu family entertained guests, Yue Qianchou found himself in the room he had once stayed in. It was empty, with only a faint, familiar fragrance emanating from a woman. Without giving it much thought, he was about to leave the room when he glanced at it through the open window and was slightly startled! A familiar face, the young girl Wu Lixue, was walking slowly into the garden with her head bowed.
Yue Qianchou snorted and inhaled the scent of the woman in the room. He wondered whose scent it was, glanced at the girl walking downstairs with her head down outside the window, smiled slightly, but with a hint of wickedness, and then turned and sat down on a chair facing the door.
As expected, Wu Lixue pushed open the door. Surprisingly, for some reason, the girl kept her head down, unable to lift it. Yue Qianchou tapped his knuckles on the coffee table beside him. Hearing the sound, Wu Lixue looked up, saw him, and rubbed her eyes in disbelief. Suddenly, a strange vitality shone in her otherwise lifeless eyes, and she went over and began to stroke Yue Qianchou's face.
What's wrong with this girl? Yue Qianchou was stunned by her touching and immediately grabbed her wandering hand, asking suspiciously, "Wu Lixue, what are you doing?"
"Wow! Yue Qianchou, it really is you!" Wu Lixue exclaimed. "Weren't you trapped in the Demon Ghost Domain? How did you escape? How did you get here? Do you know how worried I was about you?" Her smiling eyes suddenly welled up with tears, as if they were filled with autumn water, and it was hard to tell whether she was happy or sad.
Yue Qianchou wasn't stupid, especially since he was an experienced guy. He knew she liked him; he'd known before. However, due to his friendship with Wu Licheng, even though Wu's girl was beautiful and had a hot body, he was too embarrassed to just casually make a move. So, he suppressed his inner demons and intentionally avoided her. However, he hadn't come here with good intentions. The four old men from the Four Great Families had abandoned him and run away. While there were reasons, it still infuriated him. Besides collecting debts, he also wanted to collect some interest. As for the current situation...
Yue Qianchou didn't reply. He grabbed her arm and pulled her onto his lap, his other hand quickly encircling her slender waist. Caught off guard, Wu Lixue tried to struggle to her feet, but felt weak all over. Her delicate body trembled slightly, and she asked in a panicked voice, "Yue Qianchou, what are you doing?"
"Did you miss me?" Yue Qianchou whispered in her ear, his arms wrapped around her slender waist, and he could feel her body trembling with each breath.
Wu Lixue felt her body burning hot, especially her face, which was burning intensely. She could even hear her heart pounding. After a long while, she bit her lip and murmured "Mmm."
"Remember when I told you you were my woman?" Yue Qianchou breathed into her ear again, and she responded with a barely audible "Mmm." Yue Qianchou said softly, "Then do you want to be my real woman?" Wu Lixue's mind immediately went blank, and under the urging of Yue Qianchou's intoxicating voice, she couldn't help but nod. Yue Qianchou immediately and without hesitation picked her up by the waist, using one hand to close the doors and windows, and walked towards the soft couch in the room.
Her skin was as white as her name, Li Xue (meaning "Standing in the Snow"), and her body was breathtakingly voluptuous, with curves that were mesmerizing and alluring. Yue Qianchou vented his emotions on this most perfect body he had ever seen. Wu Lixue herself forgot where she was. After the agonizing pain, she bit her lip and Wangqing in the afterglow of the heavens.
After a long while, Yue Qianchou got up and put on his clothes. He glanced at the beautiful woman who was too shy to look him in the eye, his gaze sweeping over the rosy spots on the bed. His expression softened considerably. He reached out and pulled the blanket up for the beauty, and said with a clear and cheerful smile, "You rest, I have something to discuss with your grandfather."
The head buried under the covers stirred, presumably in a nod. Yue Qianchou chuckled and went out. Even after leaving the garden, the smug look on his face hadn't disappeared. He strode forward with his head held high, thinking to himself, "This interest is well-deserved; I didn't lose out!"
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