Junior Brother, Keep Me Company?

Her voice was sweet, sultry, and cloying, easily kindling the fire in any man's heart.

Before he even saw her figure, Su Hao had recognized the owner of that voice—Liu Mei!

Last time, this enchantress had caused a commotion in the Scripture Repository, bewitching everyone!

Su Hao stared at Liu Mei, who stood ahead of him in a bewitching pose.

Her style of dress was as bold as ever: a shell-shaped white bandeau on top, and a hollow, translucent pink skirt below that barely covered her buttocks.

Su Hao froze where he stood, utterly at a loss. He had no time to admire her beauty at all.

"Junior Brother, you look very familiar. Have we met... Oh, right, I saw you at the Scripture Repository. Su Hao?

You killed someone and are looking for a place to dispose of the body?"

Liu Mei had caught the scent of blood. The blanket could not contain its smell.

She had recognized Su Hao at a glance.

Yet she tapped her cheek with a slender finger, pretending to ponder, with a hint of cuteness in her expression.

"..." Su Hao stammered, unable to bring himself to tell a lie.

The gap in their strength was far too great. Liu Mei was a true sect disciple, unlike him and Lin Miao, Medicine Slaves who lived at the mercy of others.

What Junior Brother? Su Hao did not dare flatter himself like that. In the eyes of normal disciples, he was no different from a servant and did not deserve to be called Junior Brother.

Liu Mei was too beautiful. Her seductive eyes carried a trace of drunkenness, yet seemed to possess a demonic power that could see through people's hearts.

Su Hao had no confidence that he could lie and fool her.

"Looks like you don't kill people often?" Liu Mei glanced at Su Hao's belt and sensed the aura of a Wood Spirit Stone. "So you killed for spirit stones?"

A single low-grade spirit stone was nothing to an Outer Sect Disciple.

But to those at the bottom, servants and Medicine Slaves alike, one spirit stone was worth a thousand taels of gold!

It was not uncommon for that to spark killing and plunder.

"Y-Yes..." Su Hao forced a smile. "Senior Sister, why have you come to Heavenly Medicine Mountain so late? Are you here to see Master? He has been in seclusion for many days..."

"Heh." Liu Mei stared at Su Hao's face and licked the corner of her lips. "An ugly freak like Alchemist Lin isn't worth seeking out at night. But you, Junior Brother, are quite to my taste. The long night stretches on, and I'm lonely by myself. Why don't you keep me company?"

"Senior Sister, you jest. With my lowly status, if you chose me, it would be like sticking a flower into cow dung.

If you are lonely, countless young talents in the sect would smash their heads fighting to bow beneath your pomegranate skirt."

Su Hao came to his senses and immediately lowered his head, maintaining a humble, bowed posture.

"Whether you qualify is for me to decide. But... Junior Brother, are you very afraid of me?" Liu Mei took several steps closer, and Su Hao instinctively stepped back.

"Reverence! It's reverence. I revere every Outer Sect Disciple, including you."

Cold sweat streamed down Su Hao's back. He grew even more flustered, yet he did not dare retreat any farther.

As she advanced, that gauze bandeau pressed against him. Through the faint contours beneath the thin fabric, he could feel the softness and warmth within.

"Hahaha, there's no need to argue. If I wanted to deal with you, you'd already be like a puppet, at my mercy.

Forget it. If I keep teasing you, you might really die of fright."

Liu Mei lost interest in teasing him. She stepped back, her seductive smile fading. "Since you're going to dispose of a body, deal with the corpse by the bonfire ahead as well. No problem, right?"

"No problem!" Su Hao quickly agreed. "I am willing to serve Senior Sister. I'll go now."

He carefully went around her, afraid she might launch a sneak attack.

His behavior made Liu Mei unable to suppress her laughter once again.

She had seen far too many male disciples. Every one of them looked like they would die for lust, throwing their lives aside.

Some of them would swarm toward her one after another even knowing death awaited them.

Very few were like Su Hao—calm and restrained, treating her as a venomous serpent and a fatal femme fatale.

"Qi Refining Level 2, on the verge of breaking through to the third level.

He has suppressed the spiritual power in his body to the utmost, afraid I would notice it, and its nature is violent and restless.

The last time I saw him, he cultivated Lin Zhi Shan's Hundred Profound Medicine Veins. His spiritual power was insubstantial and thin.

This time, however, he has switched to a Fire Element Cultivation Method, and his foundation is solid.

His blood and qi are vigorous, while the scent of the Origin Blood Pill is even stronger.

Only a few days have passed, yet his progress has been rapid—far beyond what Origin Blood Pills alone could achieve.

Could it be that Lin Zhi Shan discovered some talent in him, changed his mind, and intends to take him as a formal disciple? Is that why he is sparing no expense to nurture him?"

Liu Mei stood on the steps, her gaze following Su Hao. A flicker of curiosity flashed through her eyes, and she licked her lips once more.

"By absorbing Su Hao's essence, with the medicinal power of the Origin Blood Pill, I could gain more than from absorbing the essence of two or three men brimming with Yang energy.

Forget it. For the sake of Lin Zhi Shan once giving me medicine, I'll let this brat go."

Su Hao entered the bamboo grove and stopped ten meters outside the bonfire.

Lying on the ground was a shriveled, flesh-desiccated corpse. The man's hair was withered, his eye sockets sunken, yet an excited smile still lingered on his face, drool spilling all over the floor.

"Liu Mei possesses some kind of Primal Yin Physique and cannot lose her virginity before Foundation Establishment. It seems she has some special method of absorbing people's essence."

The man looked as though he had died from complete exhaustion, yet his clothes were perfectly intact. Clearly, no physical relationship had taken place. But judging by the expression on his face, he had likely died in the midst of extreme pleasure.

Near the corpse floated a ball of Talent Fire.

Talent Power detected: Vigorous Yang. 3531 seconds until disappearance.

Vigorous Yang (Gray): The possessor's yang energy is twice that of an ordinary person, granting minor bonuses to vigor and physical strength.

This talent, coupled with the deceased's features, allowed Su Hao to quickly identify him—Zhao Bin, one of the Medicine Slaves!

His aptitude was among the worst. After eating so many Heart Nurturing Pills over the past few days, he still had not formed the "Medicine Person" talent.

He had not been killed by Lin Zhi Shan, only to die at Liu Mei's hands instead.

Still, in terms of how he died, he was luckier than any other Medicine Slave.

Su Hao sighed inwardly.

If he moved any closer, he would automatically absorb the talent.

"He was killed by Liu Mei because his yang energy was too vigorous.

"If I gained this talent too, she might kill me the same way..."

Su Hao hesitated and secretly glanced behind him. Liu Mei had already left.

"This talent is quite useful. It would be a pity not to absorb it. Besides, if talents like Fire Elemental Sword Physique and Medicine Slave were exposed, I'd have enough reasons to die a hundred times over.

"No matter how much spare time she has, she can't possibly come to Heavenly Medicine Mountain all the time, can she?

"If I don't die by her hand, I'll die by Lin Zhi Shan's hand.

"I have to seize every means of becoming stronger!"

"Absorb!"

With a ruthless resolve, Su Hao stepped forward. The ball of Talent Fire instantly shot into his body.

Afterward, Su Hao hoisted the corpse onto his shoulder.

He threw both corpses into a grave pit deep within the mass burial ground, covering them with a simple layer of dirt.

Wild beasts roamed the area in packs. Before long, the corpses would be gnawed clean.

Aside from Lin Zhi Shan, who might care about Lin Miao for his own interests, no one would care whether he lived or died.

Late at night, Su Hao returned to his room. The first thing he did was prepare to hide the Wood Spirit Stone.

"Cultivators with higher cultivation, like Liu Mei, can sense the aura of spirit stones.

"Some disciples might very well kill over a single spirit stone. Better not carry it on me."

Su Hao found a book and hollowed out part of its middle, placing the spirit stone inside.

As for the "Pill Dao Scripture," it did not matter. He casually tucked it beneath his pillow.

He had retrieved the Origin Blood Pills. Though only seven remained, they were enough to let him break through beyond Qi Refining Level 3.

Mountain Peak Cave Abode Meditation Room.

Lin Zhi Shan suddenly opened his eyes, his brows tightly furrowed as he took a cracked triangular jade token from his storage bag.

The special token had barely landed in his palm before it shattered completely.

"Lin Miao is dead..." Lin Zhi Shan's expression darkened.