Fifty-three!
I had finally become a Soul King!
In that moment, Yun Ming nearly had the urge to burst into tears. With his cultivation speed, reaching rank fifty should not have been difficult, but unfortunately, Leng Yulai had been watching him the whole time.
First, she had used Soul Tools to restrict his cultivation speed. Then she had tempted him with beauty, trying to make him give up on cultivation and sink into desire.
It was only because his Dao heart was firm. If it had been anyone else, they might have long since abandoned themselves and finally thrown themselves into Leng Yulai's arms.
"Beep, beep—" Just then, Qiangu Qingfeng's Soul Guiding Communicator suddenly rang. He took it out and saw that Leng Yaozhu was calling.
"Ah, it's Ms. Leng Yaozhu..." Qiangu Qingfeng quickly connected the call, then began speaking with Leng Yaozhu. Only after they had settled on a location did he hang up the Soul Guiding Communicator.
"Do you want to lie down properly yourself, or should I help you lie down properly?" Qiangu Qingfeng looked at Yun Ming and said.
"What do you mean?" Yun Ming looked at him in confusion.
"Leng Yaozhu is coming here to make the transaction. Since you'll be living with her from now on, I think it'd be better if you were unconscious right now. After all, you don't want to watch yourself being traded, do you?" Qiangu Qingfeng spread his hands.
"True. Then be gent—"
"Got it." Before Yun Ming could finish, Qiangu Qingfeng brought a knife-hand chop down.
"You bastard!" Yun Ming said to Qiangu Qingfeng before losing consciousness.
"Sorry, I don't have a sister." Qiangu Qingfeng said without the slightest guilt.
"Mm."
When Yun Ming woke again, what entered his eyes was a pink bed canopy.
Great. No