The 47th Chapter

"Who?"

Young Master Tang's ears twitched, a cold glint flashed in his eyes, and he suddenly shouted. His body moved silently to the door, a ball of purple energy swirling around his palm, vaguely resembling dragons and snakes.

"Young Master Tang, it's me!"

A soft, sweet voice came from outside the door.

Hearing the voice, the vigilance on Young Master Tang's face faded. He secretly retracted the Purple Qi Transforming Dragon Art he had been brewing and said in a deep voice, "What are you doing lurking outside my door in the middle of the night?"

"Young Master, I have something to report!"

The voice outside was beautiful and gentle, warming the heart and calming any restless thoughts upon hearing it.

"Come in!"

Young Master Tang's heart fluttered inexplicably, and he opened the door. A woman in white stood gracefully outside, her figure slender. A faint, almost imperceptible smile graced her face, and her eyes held a tender affection that was almost irresistible to men, captivating anyone who looked at her.

The woman was Guo Qingshui.

Young Master Tang glanced at Guo Qingshui, let her into the room, and sat down in a grand chair by the desk. "Speak, what matter requires you to report at this hour of the night!"

At night, Young Master Tang did not allow anyone other than his trusted confidants to disturb him. This rule had always been enforced flawlessly.

Guo Qingshui stood quietly before Young Master Tang, her expression dim and remorseful. "Ning Chang'an got away. We don't know where he is now..." As she spoke, her head drooped deeply, like a child who had made a mistake and was being lectured by a parent, appearing extremely docile and pitiful.

"What? You lost a living person right under your noses?"

Young Master Tang slammed his palm onto the thick desk, leaving a handprint on the surface. He roared in a stern voice, "How could you lose him?"

Guo Qingshui trembled and quickly explained, "As soon as Ning Chang'an arrived in Yongan Prefecture, he went into Blood Stained Alley and entered Master's Tower. I suspect he's found a position there. Young Master, you know how difficult it is to get into Master's Tower, let alone keep an eye on someone inside. I had already hired someone from Master's Tower to assassinate Ning Chang'an, but it failed. Once Ning Chang'an entered Master's Tower, he likely changed his identity and slipped out, disappearing without a trace!"

Young Master Tang sneered, "You, and that servant Cao Jing, I knew you would mess things up. Hmph, one is the adopted daughter of the Poison Dragon Cult leader, the other is the son of a hidden branch leader of the Money Gang, yet you come to pledge allegiance to me. Do you think I can't see through your intentions? Speak, what are your true motives? If you cannot give me a satisfactory reason today, I don't care about your backgrounds; none of you will leave Yongan Prefecture alive. If you can't even do your job as a servant or a dog properly, what use are you?"

Perhaps spurred by Young Master Tang's harsh words, Guo Qingshui slowly raised her head. Her expression turned cold, her eyes sharp as she stared directly at Young Master Tang. She took several deep breaths, but ultimately did not get angry or lose her temper. Once she calmed herself, Guo Qingshui said in a deep voice, "We actually only have one goal—to eliminate Mao Santong. Young Master, you should know Mao Renwang's status and methods in Longyuan Province. He doesn't bow to anyone, never follows rules, and makes decisions based solely on his own judgment, acting like a self-proclaimed king. He has already forced the Poison Dragon Cult and the Money Gang to the brink of collapse in Longyuan Province, so this man must be removed. However, he is too powerful; even the Cult Leader is not confident in dealing with him, so..."

Young Master Tang snorted, "So you're targeting me, wanting to use me? But that makes sense. If I fight Mao Renwang, no matter who loses, you both benefit, like reaping the rewards without effort. This is a poisonous scheme, enough to get you all killed ten thousand times over!"

Young Master Tang stared at Guo Qingshui with a half-smile, like a wolf king eyeing a white lamb, ready to pounce and devour it at any moment.

Guo Qingshui's expression shifted slightly, but she showed no fear, meeting Young Master Tang's terrifying gaze. "Everyone is watching Ning Manor. There's no need to elaborate on our intentions. Regardless of whether we are using you, we will eventually confront Mao Renwang. This man calls himself the Human King, which is a blatant disrespect to the royal lineage, and he deserves to die. Therefore, my visit tonight is on behalf of the Poison Dragon Cult and the Money Gang to discuss cooperation with you. In the competition for the Ning family's treasure, you are the most likely to succeed, and your status is noble. The Poison Dragon Cult and the Money Gang have decided to step aside and fully assist you in obtaining Ning Shengdao's hidden treasure. The only condition is that you help us eliminate Mao Renwang. This way, everyone gets what they need and benefits. Isn't that better?"

"You think I can still trust a pack of wolves like you?"

Young Master Tang sneered repeatedly.

Guo Qingshui said, "Tomorrow morning, thirty experts from the Poison Dragon Cult and the Money Gang will arrive. They will all obey your command without any reservations. Additionally, we will present you with a bottle of Hundred Poisons Heavenly King Wine and a Golden Silkworm Soft Armor as a token of our sincerity. What do you say, Young Master? There are no eternal friends or enemies, only eternal interests..."

Young Master Tang suddenly stood up, shocked. "Hundred Poisons Heavenly King Wine? Golden Silkworm Soft Armor? Hmph, such treasures are indeed substantial, but human hearts are not inanimate objects; they are always changing! How can I trust you after all this?" In truth, Young Master Tang was already very tempted by the Hundred Poisons Heavenly King Wine and the Golden Silkworm Soft Armor. The Hundred Poisons Heavenly King Wine was a secret concoction of the Poison Dragon Cult. Drinking this wine could neutralize all sorts of potent poisons in the world, such as poisonous miasma, yin miasma, realgar wine, and centipede venom. It could be said that with this wine, one was almost immune to all poisons. The Golden Silkworm Soft Armor was even more miraculous, woven from the silk of a rare Golden Silkworm found in extremely hot regions. While it couldn't defend against swords and blades, it could resist internal energy attacks, making it incredibly divine. Wearing the Golden Silkworm Soft Armor would increase one's advantage in combat by at least thirty percent, and when facing an opponent of equal internal energy cultivation, wearing this armor would put one in an invincible position.

Both items were incredibly rare and hard to come by in the world. The Poison Dragon Cult, with nearly a thousand years of history, had only stored a little over a hundred bottles of Hundred Poisons Heavenly King Wine, which showed the difficulty of brewing it. The Golden Silkworm Soft Armor was even more so. These Golden Silkworms often lived near volcanoes, feeding on volcanic fumes. Their eggs hatched only once every hundred years, and the silkworms would die if the climate was not right. The cocoons spun by the Golden Silkworms were only the size of mung beans. It would take at least several hundred years of accumulation to weave a soft armor for protection.

"Young Master, you really won't accept this favor?"

Guo Qingshui said artfully.

Young Master Tang let out a cold laugh. "This favor, I can accept. However, you and Cao Jing had ill intentions towards me, and you must atone with your lives before I can be satisfied!"

Guo Qingshui's face filled with anger and disbelief. "You really want me to die?"

Young Master Tang nodded coldly. "That's right! Those who deceive me will surely die!"

Guo Qingshui's expression shifted from shock and anger to sorrow and resentment. Her body went limp, and she floated into Young Master Tang's arms, as if she had suddenly lost all her strength and backbone. In Young Master Tang's momentary surprise, a soft, warm body was already in his embrace. Guo Qingshui's full breasts pressed against Young Master Tang's chest, her fragrance intoxicating. Her body, as soft as boneless, trembled slightly. Young Master Tang felt a surge of lust rush to his head, and a certain part of him suddenly stiffened, pressing against Guo Qingshui's lower abdomen. In that instant, desire consumed his mind and body, and he was engulfed in lust, his arms involuntarily wrapping around Guo Qingshui.

Guo Qingshui whispered resentfully, "You're already poisoned. Not only will you not kill me, but you'll love me fiercely!" Her deep, hazy peach blossom eyes met Young Master Tang's confused and blurry gaze. A strange blush rose on her face, intoxicating beyond compare.

Young Master Tang mumbled, "What poison?" As he spoke, he began to strip Guo Qingshui's clothes off, rough and brutal.

Guo Qingshui softly replied, "Supreme Joy Love Poison!"

Young Master Tang picked up the naked Guo Qingshui and, like tossing a clingy kitten, threw her onto the bed and lunged at her. Without any foreplay, Young Master Tang fiercely began to ravage Guo Qingshui's body. Guo Qingshui's eyes were half-closed, curved into crescent moons. She bit her red lips, letting out soft moans and gasps. As Young Master Tang reached his peak repeatedly, the expression on her face became more radiant, as if she would never tire in bed, and no man could ever conquer her.

It wasn't until dawn that the passionate physical battle finally concluded. Even though Young Master Tang had practiced profound Essence Cultivation techniques like the Purple Qi Transforming Dragon Art since childhood, his Essence Qi flowed strong and vigorous like that of a bull or a tiger, yet he was so exhausted that he fell into a deep sleep. It truly lived up to the saying—only tired old oxen, no badly plowed fields.

Guo Qingshui's eyes were bright, like those of a cunning fox, her pupils shining with a brilliant luster, constantly darting around. She lazily twirled her dark, lustrous hair. On her right middle finger, wisps of pink energy, like a red thread, continuously wound around her fingertip, coiling like a strange little snake.

"Young Master Tang is indeed much stronger than that useless Cao Jing. The Purple Qi Transforming Dragon Art is truly powerful, hehe. But now that he's in my bed, he can only be used by me! He thinks he's taking, but in reality, he's losing... All capable men in this world are my prey, Guo Qingshui's prey... Hehehehe..."

With a charming laugh, she put on her clothes, jumped off Young Master Tang's bed, and pushed the door open as if nothing had happened.

Young Master Tang, however, was still fast asleep. A red thread was entwining his left middle finger, slowly dissipating and drilling deep into his body, disappearing without a trace.

In the hazy purple sky to the east, purple energy arrived from the east, with only a faint hint of morning glow.

Guo Qingshui walked out of Young Master Tang's mansion as if nothing had happened, drifting along the street. Suddenly, a figure leaped out from the shadows by the roadside, blocking her path. The figure forcefully pulled her into their embrace, and a low, exasperated growl rang out: "What were you doing in Young Master Tang's house? Negotiating cooperation with Hundred Poisons Heavenly King Wine and Golden Silkworm Soft Armor, such rare treasures, requires an entire night?"

Guo Qingshui was not startled at all, because she knew who was holding her. She didn't need to look or think to know. She was quite satisfied with this person's intense reaction. Instead of being surprised, she felt a strange sense of excitement and smugness.