Drugged into Unconsciousness

Leng Yuanting paused at that, then set Zhu Ping'an down with a complicated look.

"You've got some big ambitions, kid."

Leng Yuanting sat back down and poured Zhu Ping'an a cup of tea.

"You should know why I called you here, right?"

"I do. My Ghostfire is already parked outside." Zhu Ping'an raised his eyes and met Leng Tianjiao's gaze. She quickly looked away, though the tips of her ears had turned red.

"Ghostfire? What nonsense are you talking about? I've talked with Jiaojiao these past couple of days, too. She's only seventeen, so getting married really would be a bit early. I'll announce that you're my Leng Family's son-in-law, but you can't touch her for now. Understand?" Leng Yuanting glared at him with his tiger-like eyes.

"Wait, what do you mean, I can't touch her? Do you mean I can't go all the way?" Zhu Ping'an blinked innocently.

"Mm!" Leng Yuanting nodded, his face dark.

"Then can I hold her hand?"

"...If she agrees."

"Can I hug her?"

"If she agrees."

"Can I kiss her?"

"..."

"Can we sleep in the same bed and not do anything?"

"Kid! Don't push your luck!"

Leng Yuanting shot to his feet, slamming the table. He nearly kicked Zhu Ping'an. He even suspected the kid's next question would be whether he could just rub against her without going in.

If he hadn't seen Zhu Ping'an's potential, he would have slapped the kid to death long ago.

After calming himself down, Leng Yuanting finally got down to business.

"Kid, in a few days, you'll accompany my daughter to a newly discovered secret realm."

"A secret realm? Is it Secret Realm Number Thirteen?" Zhu Ping'an's heart stirred.

Newly discovered secret realms were usually given temporary serial-number names. He remembered that Secret Realm Number Thirteen had been full of valuable finds.

But in the original story, with his mediocre college entrance exam results, he hadn't qualified for a spot in Secret Realm Number Thirteen. Ye Qingxian, on the other hand, had encountered a tremendous opportunity inside and greatly increased her strength.

"You're pretty well-informed, knowing about Secret Realm Number Thirteen." Leng Yuanting glanced at him. "The place is filled with a strange magnetic field. When warriors enter, it triggers thunderstorms. I went there once and nearly got struck dead by lightning."

"After exploring it, we found that First-Rank Warriors trigger the weakest thunderstorms when they enter. The major factions in Green City discussed it and decided to explore Secret Realm Number Thirteen together. The Leng Family has ten spots. Two will go to you and Jiaojiao, and I'll have eight First Rank Peaks accompany you."

"Thank you!" Zhu Ping'an nodded.

"No need to thank me. There are conditions for letting you go in. You have to protect Jiaojiao. If she gets hurt, I'll tear you apart when you get back. Got it?" Leng Yuanting glared at him.

"Dad! I don't need him to protect me!" Leng Tianjiao protested from the side, but Leng Yuanting naturally ignored her.

"Don't worry, Uncle Leng. When are we going into the secret realm?" Zhu Ping'an asked.

"In a week. You can use the time to get ready. If you need anything, ask me directly or talk to that good-for-nothing Leng Tianyan. I'll make the arrangements."

"All right." Zhu Ping'an nodded. "By the way, Uncle Leng, why do you always call Leng Tianyan a good-for-nothing? Did he do something to make you angry?"

Zhu Ping'an had suddenly grown curious about that chubby Leng Tianyan.

"Ugh! Don't get me started! What a disgrace to the family!"

The moment Leng Tianyan came up, Leng Yuanting covered his face in pain.

"Of my seven sons, he's the only one with not a shred of talent for martial arts. I've poured resources into him, but he's twenty-five and his Qi and Blood Value still hasn't broken a hundred. He spends all day in his room messing around with medicinal herbs. You'd think it'd be fine if he could make pills, but everything he comes up with is poison! Good-for-nothing! He's the very definition of a good-for-nothing!"

Hearing this, Zhu Ping'an felt a flicker of interest. He had a vague feeling that Leng Tianyan might be an unpolished gem.

"Uncle Leng, can I go see him?"

"Sure. Have Jiaojiao take you. But be extremely careful when you go into that good-for-nothing's room." Leng Yuanting waved a hand wearily.

Zhu Ping'an said goodbye to Leng Yuanting and asked Leng Tianjiao to take him to see Leng Tianyan.

"Tianjiao, what kind of person is your sixth brother?" Zhu Ping'an couldn't help asking as they walked.

"Sixth Brother? He's got a good heart and treats his brothers and me pretty well. He's just lazy and has no ambition."

As Leng Tianjiao spoke, she suddenly stopped and pointed to a room up ahead.

"We're here. That's Sixth Brother's room. Go on by yourself; I won't come with you."

Zhu Ping'an was puzzled, but Leng Tianjiao only said that men and women should keep their distance, and that she ought to respect his privacy, so it wouldn't be appropriate for her to enter Leng Tianyan's room.

Zhu Ping'an had no choice but to walk over alone. As soon as he reached the door, he caught a wonderful scent, like the fresh fragrance of wood after the rain.

"What a curious smell. Just breathing it in makes me feel much more alert." Zhu Ping'an became even more certain of his guess: Leng Tianyan was definitely no ordinary person.

He raised his hand and knocked, the sound of his knuckles thudding against the door.

"Who is it?"

The door opened, and a cloud of white smoke drifted out. A head wearing a gas mask poked through the haze.

"It's me, Zhu Ping'an."

As the white smoke poured out, the fragrance in the air grew even stronger. Zhu Ping'an couldn't help taking a few more deep breaths.

Behind the gas mask, Leng Tianyan's face showed a flicker of astonishment.

"You actually inhaled it?"

"What's wrong? Is the fragrance poisonous?" Zhu Ping'an asked in confusion.

"No wonder my sister likes you. You're so clever!" Leng Tianyan gave him a thumbs-up.

In the next instant, Zhu Ping'an saw the thumb in front of him start spinning around and around. Then his eyes rolled back, and he collapsed.

His final thought before losing consciousness was that Leng Tianyan really was no ordinary person. He'd guessed right!

When Zhu Ping'an woke up, his head was still spinning badly. He had no idea how Leng Tianyan had made that fragrance.

"You're finally awake. If you'd stayed out any longer, that old man would've killed me." Leng Tianyan gave an awkward laugh.

Only then did Zhu Ping'an realize he was lying on the bed in Leng Tianyan's room. Clothes, socks, and all sorts of things were scattered everywhere, but one table was spotless.

The table held various chemical instruments Zhu Ping'an couldn't identify. Some white porcelain bottles beside them contained pills, others medicinal liquids, and bundles of herbs were piled on the floor.

Zhu Ping'an rubbed his dizzy head and couldn't help asking,

"Bro, you can knock out a First-Rank Warrior so easily. How could Uncle Leng think you're useless?"

"Hmph! Knocking out a First-Rank Warrior is nothing." Leng Tianyan curled his lip. "That old man says all this stuff is unorthodox, that using drugs is the work of a petty person and beneath the dignity of a gentleman. I'll come up with a formula that gives a Sixth-Rank Martial Artist the runs for three days sooner or later!"