Night Wind Brushed Green Gauze

Of course, while being malicious, he didn't forget to lavish praise on himself. Since no one else knows who he is, he'll praise him without hesitation, and, yes! He'll praise Yue Qianchou to the skies!

These words caused an uproar among the crowd, followed by whispers as they all looked at Fang Ming with puzzled expressions. After hearing him sing and play two songs, they were still savoring the experience, and although they knew he might be showing off, they were still somewhat impressed. Now, hearing these words, they felt as if they had swallowed a fly.

Fang Ming's four brothers stood up abruptly, raising their arms in impassioned shouts, "How dare you... Where did this madman come from... Niu Youde, stop talking nonsense..."

Yue Qianchou turned his head to look at the four people and said indifferently, "Don't think that no one will dare to touch you just because you're in the Ghost Manor. I don't care what Ghost Manor or God Manor it is. Try pointing fingers at me again, and believe me, I'll pull out your tongues and knock out your teeth right now."

Fu Chun and Qin Jiaxing exchanged winks, seemingly excited; their boss was too awesome. The six women looked at each other, already convinced that Niu Youde was Spirit Transformation stage expert, so they naturally had no doubt about whether he could deliver on his promises.

The four men, their faces flushed with anger, hesitated to make the first move, though they still wanted to save face verbally. However, Fang Ming stopped them with a wave of his hand. Fang Ming was a smart man; he could tell that the man's words and actions were not just for show. His eyes now held a cold indifference that treated human life as worthless; he was absolutely capable of killing if things went wrong. Most importantly, his group was probably no match for this man...

"Why do you keep causing me trouble? Have I offended you before?" Fang Ming said loudly. It was a clever remark, the meaning of which was clear: this wasn't the first time this person had caused me trouble, and this time he was slandering me again.

Those who witnessed the two arguing during the day nodded slightly, suspecting that Niu Youde was indeed looking for trouble with Fang Ming.

"Make trouble for you?" Yue Qianchou scoffed. "You think you're worth my trouble? If I really wanted to make trouble for you, you would have been dead long ago. How could you have the chance to swindle and deceive people in front of everyone?"

He was telling the truth. If he hadn't wanted to keep a low profile, he wouldn't have let Fang Ming go during the day. In his eyes, people in the Cultivation World already possessed far more than ordinary people, especially those with ulterior motives. If they didn't cause trouble, all the better; but if they did, the harm they caused would be far greater than that caused by ordinary people. Therefore, for him, it was better to kill than let go; the word "compassion" was completely foreign to him.

He thought himself modest, but in reality, he was the kind of person who couldn't be modest even if he wanted to. He was covered in sharp thorns, ready to prick anyone he was around. With that kind of personality, how could he possibly be modest? God only knows!

"I believe you have the ability to kill me." Fang Ming said, glancing at the veiled woman beside the pavilion. He then said in a deep voice, "You keep saying I'm a liar, you must provide evidence! You can't just label me a liar based on your casual remark! That's absurd!"

He had to swallow his anger, maintaining a certain level of politeness despite the other party's sarcastic remarks. There was nothing he could do; the other party dared to turn hostile, but he didn't.

"Evidence?" Yue Qianchou raised an eyebrow and said, "As I just said, I personally heard Yue Qianchou play and sing these two pieces, and that is the best evidence."

"Then I'll trouble you to prove that you've heard Yue Qianchou play and sing these two pieces," Fang Ming said calmly.

"That's easy." Yue Qianchou waved his hand casually and said, "Last time when we were still in Dayang City, Xin Lao San from Lingfang Valley brought Yue Qianchou to visit me. The three of us were in high spirits after drinking, and Yue Qianchou played and sang more than a dozen pieces on First Company zither. Each piece was like heavenly music, which was truly amazing. Among them were the two pieces you played and sang. If you don't believe me, you can go to Lingfang Valley and ask Xin Lao San. Then you'll know that what I said is true."

"Uh..." Fang Ming was stunned, speechless. He needed to be qualified to go find Xin Lao San! Who was Xin Lao San? He was a late Tribulation Transcendence stage expert, his elder brother was an early Spirit Transformation stage cultivator, and his master was one of the Four Great Oddities in the Cultivation World. How could he possibly be expected to ask so many questions? Just getting a glimpse of him would be a feat.

The Rogue Cultivator looked at each other, all trying to figure out who Niu Youde was. Not only had they never heard of him before, but even Xin Lao San and Yue Qianchou wanted to pay him a visit, which showed that he was no ordinary person.

Although Fu Chun and Qin Jiaxing remained silent, their faces shone with pride and joy. They were basking in the glory of their leader, experiencing for the first time the spotlight. Before, even among independent Rogue Cultivator, they were completely unknown, never receiving so much attention. This feeling was truly wonderful; a sense of having chosen the right person to follow well arose within them.

Fang Ming hesitated, then finally shut up. One had to have the guts to be stubborn. Not only was the other party's cultivation level unfathomable, but their origins were also shrouded in mystery. Such a person was not someone a mere rogue Rogue Cultivator like himself could afford to offend. If he ended up losing his life instead of getting his hands on the prize, it would truly be a losing proposition.

However, he saw something he shouldn't have seen. Just as Niu Youde was talking about Xin Lao San... Beside the Kaoshan Pavilion, the veiled woman with her face covered by a green veil took a few steps forward.

With each light step, the night breeze ruffled the green gauze skirt, its curves undulating Linglong against her long, slender legs, creating a breathtakingly alluring silhouette. The exquisite curves that extended upwards were even more captivating. Those hazy lines, swaying gently with each step, could eclipse everything else, each step threatening to take one's breath away. Everyone who followed Fang Ming's gaze held their breath, their eyes glued to him!

This mysterious woman, though her face was veiled, the green gauze could not conceal the allure emanating from her every movement. Her stunning beauty was not revealed, nor were her words uttered with heavenly grace, for she had remained silent since arriving. There was no affected, contrived display of feminine charm; everything unfolded effortlessly, naturally, with a few graceful steps that perfectly embodied the word "beauty."

In the still of the night, the Kaoshan Pavilion, the incandescent lanterns, and the one-armed old man all became an illusory backdrop. All attention was focused solely on the woman in the green veil.

The bright moonlight was obscured by drifting dark clouds, and even the moon seemed too shy to peek at the woman below. Campfires burned everywhere, their flickering light and the crackling of the burning wood seeming to jolt everyone back to reality. But the group remained lost in their reverie...

After a long while, the group, who had almost suffocated themselves, finally remembered to breathe. They swallowed hard and inhaled the air mixed with the scent of alcohol. But their gazes remained fixed on the veiled woman.

Damn it! She can bring ruin to the country without showing shame! This is practically breathtakingly beautiful... Coming to his Yue Qianchou looked up at the sky and found even the moon had vanished. He took a swig of wine, glanced around at the group of dumbfounded people, and shook his head with a bitter smile. The images of those women who had waited so devotedly for his return flashed through his mind; he felt he owed them so much...

The night breeze was a bit chilly, but the campfire still burned brightly. Yue Qianchou leaned slightly backward, one hand supporting him on the ground behind him, one leg half-raised, the other hand resting on his knee, gently shaking a wine jar. He took sips of wine from time to time, the bright red flames making the faint longing in his eyes and on his face unmistakable...

The veiled woman in blue gauze was watching his every move. Noticing his incongruity with the others, a slight surprise flickered in her eyes. In her memory, her charm was undeniable; she rarely encountered a man like him. Of course, there was also that other man, that legendary figure who was Jue Tian —an exception. That man was too arrogant, arrogant to the bone. But he certainly had the right to be arrogant, arrogant enough to disregard everything. Beautiful women were nothing but skeletons in his eyes; when it came to striking, there was no reasoning whatsoever...

"So beautiful!" Yan Xia murmured in her sleep, glancing at the dazed looks of the men around her. She looked down at her usually proud breasts and subconsciously shrank back. For the first time, she realized how foolish it was to think that having big breasts attracted men's attention. Look at her, she had only taken a few steps, and the effect was far more attractive than if she had stood up with her chest puffed out.

"It is beautiful!" Yan Lan breathed a sigh of relief. The women, being women after all, were the first to recover from their shock than the men around them, but their faces all showed expressions of self-consciousness.

The gurgling sound of drinking attracted the attention of the women. They were surprised to find that Senior Niu Youde truly lived up to his reputation as a master, clearly not on the same level as the men around him. The charm emanating from the veiled woman was irresistible even to them, yet Senior Niu Youde didn't even glance at her, leisurely drinking alone. He was indeed a learned and knowledgeable senior.

"Sir, don't you think that veiled woman is beautiful?" Yan Xia asked, mustering her courage with some curiosity. The other women all turned to look at her, also wanting to know their senior's opinion.

"Huh?" Yue Qianchou came back to his senses and asked, "What?" Yan Xia timidly asked the same question again.

Yue Qianchou dismissively said, "Oh, she should be alright! All women are beautiful in my eyes, but how would I know if she's beautiful or not if I haven't seen her face?"

Yan Xia pouted slightly, seemingly dissatisfied with the answer, and asked again, "Does the gentleman only judge a woman's beauty by her face? Her figure is also very important!"

"Uh..." Yue Qianchou paused for a moment, his gaze drifting to her chest. He then nudged the wine jar in his hand towards her sensitive area and laughed, "Of course, figure is very important. I like women with big breasts. Just looking at them is pleasing to the eye, and when they're naked, they're even more... cough cough! That... figure is very important. Your figure is beautiful, hehe! Very beautiful, very beautiful!"

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