Cattle, Horses, and PUA Cattle and Horses

That girl actually hit the mark—this Qian Family really does suck blood and eat human flesh.

He thought it was a metaphor, but it turned out to be literal.

"Nothing, just a sudden thought."

Chen Xian hesitated but chose not to tell Shangguan Hongyue; the girl was grieving right now, and as an ordinary inner disciple, she wouldn't be of much help anyway.

"Grand-Master Uncle, wait for me."

Just then, Deacon Huang also ran out, and seeing the two about to leave, he quickly called out.

"What is it?"

Chen Xian said with a faint smile, mulling over whether to tell Deacon Huang about Qian Yue.

But on second thought, this Deacon Huang was an external affairs deacon of the sect and had dealings with the Qian Family—he didn't know if Huang was in cahoots with them.

What if Deacon Huang had already been bought off by Qian Yue? Wouldn't that be alerting the enemy?

No! That would be directly drawing the snake out of its hole.

"Grand-Master Uncle, you're heading back to the sect, right?"

Deacon Huang's face was full of smiles as he rubbed his hands together, seeming to hold back the second half of his sentence.

"Mm, if you have something to say, just say it." Chen Xian nodded lightly.

Deacon Huang hesitated, then finally rubbed his hands together and pleaded, "Grand-Master Uncle, when you get back to the sect, could you put in a good word for me with the Sect Leader? I don't want to stay on external duty anymore—I want to return to the sect too."

As he spoke, he suddenly grabbed Chen Xian's pant leg without warning.

And burst into tears: "Waaah—Grand-Master Uncle, you have no idea! External duty is so miserable! I handle over a hundred matters big and small every day, from dawn to dusk, from dusk to dawn, without rest!"

"I understand the sect needs workhorses, but why does it have to whip this one workhorse dry!"

"You don't know, I used to weigh a hundred and sixty jin, and now I'm down to a hundred!"

"At this rate, I'll drop dead on the job!"

Deacon Huang wiped his tears, then swept his sleeve across his face, revealing his true appearance.

The sharp-eyed, lean, and capable Deacon Huang from before was gone.

In his place was a Deacon Huang with thinning hair, sunken eye sockets, protruding cheekbones, collapsed cheeks, and two massive dark circles under his eyes.

Chen Xian was startled by his appearance—he looked like a skeleton.

Now he was absolutely certain that Deacon Huang was utterly loyal to the sect.

Look at Qian Yue, who cultivated the Blood-Irrigated Body—his complexion was excellent, a sixty-year-old with the body of a thirty-year-old.

And look at Deacon Huang—he probably wasn't far from dying of overwork.

Thinking this, he suddenly had an idea—maybe he could tell Deacon Huang about Qian Yue in advance and have him keep a closer watch on the Qian Family's movements.

Right now, the Qian Family was clearly colluding with the Blood Demon Sect, right under the Sword Sect's nose.

As the Sword Sect's Grand-Master Uncle now, he couldn't just sit idly by.

"Ahem, Little Huang... I'll speak to the Sect Leader about your return to the sect."

Chen Xian subtly sidestepped Deacon Huang, who was about to wipe his nose on his pant leg, and spoke in a measured tone.

"Thank you, Grand-Master Uncle, thank you, Grand-Master Uncle! This life-saving grace, Huanghuang will never forget!"

"Even if I go back and just become an ordinary disciple, that's fine—whoever wants this external deacon post can have it!"

Huang Huanghuang immediately prostrated himself on the ground and kowtowed vigorously to Chen Xian.

It was clear he was truly being driven mad.

"Don't say that, Little Huang. I have a task for you—if you pull it off, you might even climb a few rungs within the sect!"

Chen Xian crouched down and patted Deacon Huang on the head.

"Climb a few rungs?" Deacon Huang looked puzzled—didn't that mean becoming an Elder?

"Just say whether you'll do it or not. This matter is a bit dangerous, and I won't force you."

Chen Xian coaxed him gently. If he just spoke empty words, even if he told Lei Qingyun, Lei Qingyun probably wouldn't believe him much.

And even if he did believe, without evidence, he couldn't rashly investigate the Qian Family.

After all this time catching up on things, he knew that although the Xuanyun Sword Sect had close ties with Ask-Dao City, the Sword Sect couldn't easily meddle in mundane affairs.

It was more of a supervisory authority.

Especially with these great clans—they operated under a different set of rules.

On one side was the temptation of returning to the sect, on the other the desire to climb higher—Huang Huanghuang found it hard to choose.

"It seems Deacon Huang is quite conflicted. Then I won't press you."

"Little Moon, let's go!"

Chen Xian stood up, ready to fly off on his sword with Shangguan Hongyue.

Suddenly being called "Elder Huang" by the Grand-Master Uncle, Huang Huanghuang felt like he was floating on air.

Seeing his chance to climb slipping away, he gritted his teeth, stood up, and cupped his hands: "Grandmaster Uncle! Please show this junior a clear path!"

Fuck it! He was all in!

As long as it didn't kill him, he'd push to the death—if he became an elder, he definitely wouldn't have to work this hard anymore!

The moment he imagined becoming an elder, just teaching lessons in the sect and taking on a group of beautiful female disciples who'd call out "Come on~ Master~" in sweet voices, he felt a little lightheaded.

Seeing him take the bait, Chen Xian quickly jumped off his sword and leaned in close: "This matter is of utmost secrecy. Remember, don't tell anyone until I notify you."

Seeing the Grandmaster Uncle's serious expression, Huang Huanghuang wiped the drool from his mouth and nodded solemnly: "This disciple remembers! Grandmaster Uncle, tell me—what do you need me to do?"

Chen Xian, satisfied with his earnest attitude, nodded and whispered in his ear, detailing how the Qian Family head was cultivating the Blood-Irrigated Body.

"What! That's some audacity!"

Huang Huanghuang leaped a full two meters into the air—this was fucking shocking!

This was Ask-Dao City, right under the Sword Sect's nose!

"Shh! Quiet!" Chen Xian's face stiffened, his gaze flickering covertly toward the Qian Mansion gate, where plenty of servants were coming and going.

"You don't need to act. Just keep an eye on the Qian Family's movements! If anything major happens, report it to me promptly."

Chen Xian patted his shoulder.

Huang Huanghuang quickly composed himself, looking at the Qian Mansion plaque with a trace of killing intent in his eyes.

The Sword Sect's enmity with the Blood Demon Sect was irreconcilable—a historical lesson every disciple must remember.

He nodded: "This junior understands! I'll watch that bastard Qian Yue day and night and dig up evidence of his secret dealings with the Blood Demon Sect!"

He had to admit, the Grandmaster Uncle had given him a massive opportunity.

If he could really root out the Blood Demon Sect's moles and informants in Ask-Dao City, his contribution would be paramount, and his promotion to elder would be all but certain.

"Good! Elder Huang, this matter is critical. I need to compile a report and inform the Sect Leader as soon as possible. Stay safe."

Chen Xian tossed Huang Huanghuang another sweetener.

But Huang Huanghuang waved his hand solemnly: "As long as we can wipe out those bastards of the Blood Demon Sect, what does it matter if I die and my Dao perishes?"

Chen Xian gave Deacon Huang a deep look.

He gained an even stronger appreciation for the Sword Sect's cohesion.

"Does the Grandmaster Uncle have any advice for me?"

Huang Huanghuang suddenly scratched his head. The Grandmaster Uncle had great divine abilities—he could even see through Qian Yue's Blood-Irrigated Body, so he must have plenty of good ideas.

Chen Xian thought for a moment, leaned in, and whispered mysteriously: "Do this, then that. First this way, then that way. Start with that Shou'er Tea—understand?"

Huang Huanghuang felt like he'd been enlightened, grinning just as mysteriously: "Got it! Got it! The Grandmaster Uncle is truly a master!"

The two leaned together, letting out a "hehehe" of sly laughter.

Shangguan Hongyue: "..."

How did it feel like she was the only normal person in the entire sect?