Yan Zhuixing raised his head to look at the night sky, though no one knew what he was looking at. Then he walked to the middle of the seven stone basins arranged in formation. Xin Lao San and his three fellow disciples swept off in four directions and took up positions, vigilantly watching their surroundings as though standing guard for him.
The seven naked young women walked toward the seven arranged basins, unaware of anything. Each stepped into a stone basin, sat down, curled up, and lay on her side inside it. Half of each basin was empty, while the other half held a person, giving it something of a taiji diagram's feel. The seven basins looked like plates laden with dishes, with the girls as the dishes upon them.
Yue Qianchou wore a baffled expression, unable to understand what Yan Zhuixing intended to do. Beneath the starry sky, the scene looked like some kind of ritual. Could this red-eyed bastard be planning to sacrifice living people?
After the ten women lay down in the stone basins, Yan Zhuixing walked before one of them. He took out a pot of Seven Star Blood Orchid from his storage pouch, thrust one hand straight into the flowerpot, dug out the orchid together with its soil, and carefully placed it in the empty half of the stone basin. He set the empty flowerpot outside the basin. Then he took out six more pots of Blood Orchid in succession and placed them in the remaining six basins the same way.
The moment Yue Qianchou saw those seven pots of Blood Orchid, his teeth itched with hatred. They were clearly the seven Blood Orchid plants Yan Zhuixing had bought from him. Though the seven pots had grown luxuriant, he could still recognize his own things.