The Death of City Lord Tang, Reborn

At Yi Xiaofeng's agreement, and then Wang Yanran's words, countless viewers erupted. Barrages flooded the stream, while the live audience broke into an uproar, their voices nearly lifting the roof off the stadium.

"Holy shit, that works too?"

"A blessing in disguise?"

"Damn, marrying a woman like that gets you an inheritance of cultivation?"

"It's blowing up! Yi Xiaofeng is about to soar!"

"Awesome. Learned something new today. When I enter the game later, I'll treat every NPC well, pretty or ugly."

"She's actually a hidden master!"

Yi Xiaofeng was stunned too.

This was possible?

Wang Yanran walked to the foot of the bed and began adjusting Yi Xiaofeng's legs.

She crossed his legs, then hauled him upright and seated him cross-legged on the bed. She pushed him back toward the headboard, letting him lean against the wall behind it.

So rough...

Yi Xiaofeng grumbled inwardly. The bedding was not thick enough, and after being dragged like that, he felt as though his ass were on fire.

Wang Yanran then climbed onto the bed and sat cross-legged.

Yi Xiaofeng was worried the bed would collapse outright.

Wang Yanran raised Yi Xiaofeng's palms and pressed her own palms against them. A powerful suction force came over him, preventing his hands from falling.

Yi Xiaofeng could not help asking, "You're a cultivator too?"

"Yes. I began cultivating the Pure Yang Five Swords Technique when I was four. I relied entirely on pure yang energy to transform my body and survive until today, but it also threw my yin and yang out of balance, leaving me as fat as I am now." Wang Yanran gave a bitter smile.

Yi Xiaofeng's expression turned complicated. "Are you really willing to pass your cultivation to me? Aren't you afraid I'll go back on my word afterward?"

This game was too real.

What if it truly was another world?

After he left, would Wang Yanran spend the rest of her life regretting it?

"I believe you." Wang Yanran smiled, and a wave of heat surged from her palms into Yi Xiaofeng's hands.

Feeling began returning to his arms.

How miraculous!

Yi Xiaofeng was delighted.

"You saved me before, but I only felt some affection for you then. After all, I could have handled it myself. But tonight, you were willing to die to save me. You completely moved me. I'm willing to give everything for you." Wang Yanran smiled, her eyes shining brilliantly.

Yi Xiaofeng could not bring himself to look directly at her. He could only change the subject. "Does Miss Tang know about your cultivation?"

"Maybe she does. Maybe she doesn't," Wang Yanran replied.

That answer...

Yi Xiaofeng sensed something was off.

He pressed, "What do you mean? Is Miss Tang's cultivation also quite impressive?"

"Yes. Actually, City Lord Tang was half a disciple of my father. Perhaps City Lord Tang's death was caused by my father's involvement." Wang Yanran nodded.

The moment she mentioned her father, her tone fell.

Still, during the time Yi Xiaofeng had been unconscious, she had already adjusted her emotions.

Yi Xiaofeng fell into thought.

He suddenly felt that every part of this case was strange.

He even suspected that Master Wang might have faked his death.

Wait!

Faked his death!

Yi Xiaofeng narrowed his eyes and asked, "By the way, where is City Lord Tang's body?"

"At the yamen," Wang Yanran answered.

Yi Xiaofeng frowned.

City Lord Tang was really dead?

"However, City Lord Tang died horribly. His face was ruined beyond recognition. Yi Qian and I suspected that he might not truly be dead, but it was only a suspicion, so we did not dare speak of it publicly," Wang Yanran continued.

Yi Xiaofeng's brow furrowed even tighter.

The viewers began discussing it enthusiastically:

"So City Lord Tang might not actually be dead."

"Damn, this case keeps twisting. The Pure Yang Pill belongs to the Pure Yang Sect. Maybe City Lord Tang didn't refine it at all. Master Wang was afraid of attracting trouble, so he pretended City Lord Tang had been refining pills. Then City Lord Tang developed evil intentions, killed Master Wang first, and staged it as a suicide?"

"My blind guess is that City Lord Tang planned and acted it all out himself!"

"These people really know how to play."

"I think Hunter Xu is the murderer."

"I think Aunt Qin, the old woman who sweeps the grounds at the City Lord's Mansion, is the murderer."

"Stop guessing. I'm the murderer..."

After thinking deeply for a while, Yi Xiaofeng soon began to grow sleepy.

The heat became increasingly scorching, making beads of sweat form on his forehead.

He suddenly felt as if he were sitting in a sauna.

Gradually, his consciousness grew hazier.

Who knew how much time passed.

Yi Xiaofeng fell asleep.

He had a dream.

He dreamed that he had become a sword immortal wandering freely through the mortal world, flying on his sword between mountains and rivers, laughing proudly above the clouds as he looked down upon the vast world.

At the edge of the sky, a graceful figure stood atop crimson clouds, waiting for him.

As he approached, the figure turned around.

That single glance made heaven and earth lose their color.

Yi Xiaofeng had never seen such beautiful eyes, as though they could melt away every suffering in the world.

Boom—

The scene before Yi Xiaofeng suddenly shattered, like a mirror struck with tremendous force. Darkness devoured his vision.

Then, he saw a pair of scarlet eyes staring fixedly at him. It was the first time he had seen such venomous hatred in someone's gaze, and it made his skin crawl.

The next second, Yi Xiaofeng suddenly woke with a start.

He began gasping for air.

He was still seated on the bed. Sweat had soaked the sheets, and a thick stench of perspiration filled the room.

As his memories returned, Yi Xiaofeng's mind cleared as well.

He no longer felt uncomfortable. In its place was an unprecedented sense of ease.

At the same time, his livestream returned, and countless viewers poured in:

"Fuck, what happened before? Why did the screen go black?"

"I waited seven hours!"

"The officials already explained it. Anything involving personal inheritance opportunities or private scenes gets blocked by the Heavenly Dao."

"What's the Heavenly Dao? The game system?"

"Is Brother Yi about to soar?"

"Damn, this guy was frail as hell before. Is he about to become the strongest player after this? Is this a novel or something?"

Yi Xiaofeng had no idea how excited the viewers were. He climbed off the bed and discovered that the Blood Fiend Palm manual was still hidden inside his boot. He immediately got dressed and put on his boots.

The Pure Yang Five Swords Technique manual, the Azure Nose Sword, the Fireball Spell talisman, and the Life-Prolonging Pill formula were all still there.

Yi Xiaofeng delightedly discovered that his body was brimming with strength. He was no longer as weak and powerless as before, and he was even several times healthier than in reality.

The faint spiritual energy within him had also grown much stronger. It was incomparable to before.

Judging by spiritual energy alone, he felt that he had become dozens of times stronger!

Was this Wang Yanran's cultivation?

So powerful!

Yi Xiaofeng suppressed his excitement. After gathering his things, he immediately headed outside.

Wang Yanran was not in the room. He had to find her and thank her in person.

The moment he opened the door, he nearly ran into a woman.

She wore a white dress, with fair skin, a beautiful face, and a graceful figure. Her hair was slightly disheveled, but that only added to her charm.

She carried a tray of food. When she raised her eyes, her willow brows and bright gaze were breathtaking. Her red lips curved gently, her white teeth gleamed within, and the fleeting allure of that moment left Yi Xiaofeng staring blankly.

A beauty capable of making fish sink and geese fall, one who could topple a kingdom and captivate a city—perhaps that was what such a face was like.

A refreshing fragrance drifted into Yi Xiaofeng's nose and snapped him out of it.

Yi Xiaofeng immediately asked, "Miss, have you seen Miss Wang Yanran?"

There was actually such a beautiful maid at the City Lord's Mansion.

The character designs in this game were absurdly good.

Upon hearing this, the White-dressed Woman smiled until her eyes curved. "Husband, I knew I hadn't judged you wrong. The first thing you did after waking up was look for me."