I Didn't Expect You To Be This Kind of Xu Qingyi

Chen Mo frowned.

According to the game's plot, the protagonist was an inner disciple of the Kuixing Sect, currently a seventh-rank martial artist preparing to descend the mountain for training.

He had intended to intercept and kill him halfway...

Yet, it turned out the protagonist didn't exist at all?

No character created, so there is no so-called protagonist?

I don't know if this is good or bad... but the subsequent plot seems even harder to predict now.

Chen Mo shook his head, deciding not to dwell on it any further.

In the game Absolute Immortal, the villains were terrifyingly strong, while the protagonist was actually the underdog.

Otherwise, he wouldn't have needed to use cheats in his past life...

Besides, with his current strength, he could completely crush them; they were not worth worrying about at all.

"Is this person very important to you?"

Seeing him silent, Xu Qingyi couldn't help but ask.

Chen Mo snapped back to reality and said casually, "Not as important as Chief Xu."

Xu Qingyi was slightly startled, her beautiful brows knitting together as she said coldly, "Flag Chief Chen, please mind your boundaries. You and I are not familiar enough for you to make such jok..."

Before she could finish, seeing Chen Mo reach for his token again, Xu Qingyi flashed away and vanished in an instant.

"Hmph, you run fast."

Chen Mo walked away swaying, his hands behind his back.

Not far away, Xu Qingyi hid behind a pillar, peeking at his retreating figure, her teeth gritting together.

"Detestable fellow!"

Begonia Pool.

Yu Youhan soaked in the warm spiritual spring.

Xu Qingyi knelt behind her, combing her silk-like long hair with a white jade comb.

Recalling the situation just now, a trace of shame and annoyance flashed in Yu Youhan's eyes; the tingling sensation in her body seemed not to have faded yet.

To think that even a foot massage could... Is this dog of a servant truly the bane of this Palace's existence?

However, the comforting part was that she had lasted much longer than last time.

It seemed the desensitization training would have to continue.

"Qingyi."

Yu Youhan asked aloud, "What do you think of Chen Mo?"

Xu Qingyi's movements stiffened. After a moment of silence, she replied, "He appears cynical and playful, but he is actually meticulous. His strength is outstanding among his peers; he is a talent worth utilizing."

Yu Youhan nodded, "It is rare to hear such high praise from you."

"However..."

Xu Qingyi wrinkled her delicate nose, ripples appearing in her eyes, "His personality is far too unruly; he is truly detestable!"

Yu Youhan glanced at her in surprise.

As her personal attendant, Xu Qingyi was steady and introverted, rarely showing such emotional outbursts.

It seemed...

She knew Chen Mo quite well?

"If we were not to use force, what do you think Chen Mo's weakness is? How should one defeat him?"

Yu Youhan pondered.

That day in the nightmare, she had been defeated by her inner demon, and subsequently bound by the Red Silk.

If she wanted to break free from those shackles, she might have to completely conquer Chen Mo, her "inner demon."

"Without using force?"

Xu Qingyi replied without hesitation, "To deal with a man, it is nothing more than the two words: feminine charm..."

As she spoke, she realized her words were somewhat improper and paused.

Yu Youhan parted her crimson lips:

"Speak freely."

The four words echoed like a decree, and Xu Qingyi uncontrollably poured out her inner thoughts:

"As the saying goes, if a man has the strength to fight for grain, he surely has the heart to pluck flowers."

"All men under heaven, as long as they are still breathing, are lustful."

"Anyway, an ox can be worked to death, but a field cannot be plowed to ruin. As long as you satisfy his every desire day and night, I guarantee he won't even be able to hold his blade steady, let alone stir up any trouble."

"How is this not a kind of victory... Mmph, mmph!"

Xu Qingyi was flustered, her mouth still running incessantly.

In the end, she could only use both hands to tightly cover her mouth, preventing herself from making another sound.

"The ox can be worked to death, but the field never breaks?"

"Taking whatever you want, day and night?"

Yu Youhan's brow twitched violently.

She raised her eyes to study her carefully, as if meeting her for the first time.

"I never expected you to be this kind of Xu Qingyi."

"..."

Chief Xu wanted to cry but had no tears.

It's a misunderstanding, that's just how it's written in the storybooks...

Prince's Mansion.

Violent sounds of smashing and crashing echoed from the study.

The servants were as silent as cicadas in winter, none daring to go over and check the situation.

The room was in total disarray, with tables and chairs overturned and vases shattered... A pale-faced youth in fine robes panted heavily, gritting his teeth as he spat, "Useless, all of you are useless!"

"Please calm your anger, Heir."

Beside him, an old steward with graying hair spoke in a deep voice.

"That good-for-nothing Yan Liang, he actually managed to get himself captured by his own people?"

"And it even cost us a Ji Grade occultist!"

The youth in fine robes was so angry his teeth ached.

With Yan Liang's power alone, it was impossible to cross ten thousand miles to smuggle a Barbarian Slave from the Southern Frontier into Heaven Capital City.

Naturally, this was backed by his support.

Now that both had been thrown into the Imperial Prison, a confession was only a matter of time!

Keeping a Barbarian Slave was of little consequence to him, but if they kept digging and uncovered things that shouldn't be found...

It would likely invite massive trouble!

"Who is in charge of this case?"

After calming down, the youth in fine robes inquired.

The steward replied, "Chen Mo, son of the Right Vice Censor-in-Chief Chen Zhuo and Flag Officer of the Water Bureau of the Heavenly Qilin Guard."

The youth in fine robes frowned, "That name sounds a bit familiar."

"The incident at the Music Bureau last time also had to do with him."

"He has entered the palace twice in a row recently, which shows that Imperial Concubine Yu thinks highly of him."

The steward said.

Hearing the name of Imperial Concubine Yu, a flicker of apprehension crossed the youth's eyes.

"It seems he is a troublesome character."

"But as long as he is human, he has weaknesses..."

Heavenly Qilin Guard, training grounds.

"Flag Officer Chen."

"My lord."

As Chen Mo walked through the main gate, the bailiffs and lieutenants bowed their heads in greeting, their eyes filled with awe.

The events of last night had already spread.

They had assumed that after severing Yan Liang's hand, Chen Mo would face a fierce retaliation.

Yet, unexpectedly, not even a full day had passed before he had sent the Yan brothers into the Imperial Prison!

Such methods were truly chilling!

Now, the men of the Ding Fire Bureau didn't even dare to raise their heads when they saw Chen Mo, terrified of being targeted by this Sha!

Even the nephew of the Minister of Justice had fallen, let alone small fries like them?

Swish!

Suddenly, the wind whistled violently.

A Mo Blade slashed toward him like lightning, reaching his neck in an instant!

Chen Mo stood unmoved, flicking his finger against the blade. The long saber tilted by an inch, grazing past his hair!

Li Yuan retracted her Mo Blade, her gaze filled with astonishment.

"You've grown stronger again?"

"It is you who are too weak."

Chen Mo stood with his hands behind his back.

His right hand, hidden behind him, was tingling with numbness.

Green vital energy surged forth, and the finger cut by the blade aura healed rapidly.

He had wanted to act cool just like Shen Shuchou and flick the blade with a single finger, but he had nearly flipped the script...

After all, his opponent was a prodigy on the Azure Cloud Ranking and a top-tier martial artist of the Sixth Grade; the gap between them was not yet wide enough for such arrogance.

"What, looking to avenge Yan Liang?" Chen Mo sneered.

Li Yuan replied with disdain, "What is he worth?"

She had always looked down on Yan Liang.

He was mediocre in strength, relying on his background to bully others.

Her intervention last time was merely to avoid losing face for the Ding Fire Bureau.

Now that the evidence was ironclad and he had been thrown into the Imperial Prison, he was already a dead man in her eyes.

"Then why are you here..."

"I gained some insights from our last bout, and I wanted to test my moves against you."

Seeing the excitement in Li Yuan's eyes, Chen Mo felt a headache coming on.

He thought for a moment and said:

"How about this: I will strike only once. When you feel you can block this strike, come find me again."

"One strike?"

Li Yuan frowned, feeling insulted.

"Watch closely."

Chen Mo rested his right hand on the hilt, his aura retracting until he was as still as a stagnant pool.

The next moment, a streak of blade light tore through the void, accompanied by a roar like a dragon's cry that shook the soul!

Li Yuan's pupils shrank to pinpricks, her entire body stiffening. She couldn't even move a finger, watching helplessly as she was torn apart by the blade aura!

After a long while, she regained her senses, only to find her body completely unharmed.

Chen Mo had never drawn his blade from start to finish; he had shattered her resolve with nothing but his blade intent!

"What kind of blade technique is this?"

Li Yuan stood frozen in place, as motionless as a sculpture.

Chen Mo brushed past her, walking away with a leisurely stride, his light voice drifting into her ears:

"Practice slowly; you are still too green."