Bu Le and His Gang

Yu Luomian played host, inviting Gu Qingshan to dinner.

The venue was a restaurant in Spirit City, with Liu Erlong accompanying them.

Yu Luomian was in high spirits that evening. He poured Gu Qingshan a drink, raised his glass, and drained it first.

Gu Qingshan lifted his glass and took a sip. He didn't like alcohol. Blue Silver Leaves tasted much better—sweet and refreshing, without going to his head.

Liu Erlong was drinking, too, pouring her own drinks and knocking them back herself.

She could hold her liquor and usually enjoyed having a drink alone, but tonight she had a bit too much.

She was unhappy and hadn't wanted to come in the first place, but Yu Luomian had insisted.

She was Yu Luomian's daughter, born out of wedlock.

She had known from childhood that she was different from everyone else. Other people's daughters were the apple of their fathers' eyes; she was her father's tool.

Yu Luomian hadn't called her back to the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan because he'd suddenly found his conscience, nor because he wanted to make up for all the years he'd neglected her. He'd done it because she was useful.

What did she have to offer? Her figure, her face, her Mutated Martial Soul, and her status as an unmarried virgin.

In Yu Luomian's eyes, those weren't a daughter's qualities. They were bargaining chips.

Liu Erlong drained her glass and poured herself another.

She glanced at Gu Qingshan. The young man was undeniably handsome, with a straight nose, thin lips, and bright, keen eyes.

But so what?

She didn't want to sit here or wear these revealing clothes. They made her feel like a bar hostess.

After three rounds of drinks and five courses of food, the banquet began to wind down.

Yu Luomian's conversation had shifted from the Re-selection Ceremony to the history of the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan, Yu Yuanzhen's stubbornness, and the hardships he himself had endured.

Gu Qingshan listened, nodding now and then and occasionally raising his glass.

He didn't say much, because there was no need. His presence here was the greatest show of sincerity.

Liu Erlong drank even more. Her face was flushed, and a thin veil of moisture had settled over her eyes.

The moon climbed high into the sky, and at last the banquet ended.

After Gu Qingshan had been seen off, Yu Luomian was so drunk he could barely stand. Two attendants supported him from either side and helped him into the carriage.

Liu Erlong didn't get in. She wanted to walk back on her own. In a bad mood, she wanted to feel the breeze.

She wandered casually through the streets of Spirit City and, before she knew it, had reached a small alley.

The alley was quiet at night. The sound of high heels striking the stone pavement rang through it.

At the other end of the alley, Bu Le, E Kao, and Tianya were squatting in a corner, drinking, chatting, and shooting the breeze.

Hearing the click of high heels, all three looked up at once.

A woman walked toward them from the depths of the alley.

Moonlight spilled in from the alley entrance and fell upon her. She was tall, slender where she ought to be, curvy where she ought to be, and endowed beyond belief where it counted.

Her face was flushed, her lips glistened, and a thin veil of moisture clouded her eyes.

"Holy crap! Look at that gorgeous babe!"

"Damn, that ass! Those tits!"

"My god, she's irresistible! She's got her whole back exposed!"

Bu Le was the first to get up. He brushed the dust off his pants and walked toward the woman.

E Kao and Tianya followed close behind, all three practically drooling.

"Hey, beautiful, why are you walking alone so late at night?"

Bu Le's voice was shrill, his expression utterly lecherous as his gaze roved over Liu Erlong.

E Kao and Tianya came up beside him, too.

"Yeah, it's dangerous out here. Want your big brothers to walk you home?"

Some clarity returned to Liu Erlong's eyes. She raised a hand and pointed at Bu Le's nose.

"Get lost... Get the hell away from me."

Bu Le froze for a moment, then burst into laughter.

"Oho, you've got a temper. But I like them fiery."

The three closed in on Liu Erlong in unison, reaching out to touch her.

"You're asking for it!"

Already in a foul mood, Liu Erlong flew into a rage. Her snow-white, powerful legs shot up—but the three men didn't even get a proper look.

A few thuds rang out.

The trio went flying and crashed into a heap.

"Hmph! You've got no strength to speak of, yet you dare harass me. You're begging for trouble."

Then she walked over and gave the three men on the ground a sound beating.

She was already boiling with anger, and now an outlet had landed right at her feet.

Thud, thud, thud!

The alley rang with punches, kicks, and screams.

Bu Le and the others knew they'd picked a fight with the wrong person.

A babe that gorgeous, and they couldn't get their hands on her? It was hard to accept.

So, in the confusion, they scattered a powder—their usual trick.

A moment later, Bu Le crawled out of a dent in the ground. His mouth was crooked, and several teeth had fallen out.

"Bitch, you've got some moves. But you got hit with my knockout powder, too. It won't be long before you find out what I can do."

"Then, heh heh heh."

Liu Erlong frowned and looked down at her arms and long legs.

There was nothing there, and her body wasn't weak. Her heart was simply beating a little faster.

She drew a deep breath and forced down that strange feeling.

She walked over to Bu Le, bent down, and looked at his bloodied face, his crooked mouth and missing teeth.

"Didn't you just say it wouldn't be long before I found out what you could do?"

Bu Le's grin froze.

Liu Erlong raised her right foot and stomped down hard.

"Argh!"

Bu Le clutched his crotch with both hands and rolled on the ground. One stomp had crushed his balls.

E Kao and Tianya turned deathly pale at the sight. That woman was vicious.

Liu Erlong did the same to the other two, sending their balls underground to reunite with Bu Le's.

The three men's screams rose and fell, and a pool of blood spread across the ground.

It was enough to make even a hard man weep and anyone who saw it feel heartbroken.

The trio had terrorized people for years, but at last their reign was ended by Liu Erlong, the ball-crushing expert.

Liu Erlong left the alley looking thoroughly refreshed. As soon as she stepped out, she ran into Gu Qingshan, who had been wandering nearby.

"Miss Liu, what happened?"

After all that "exercise," that strange feeling seemed to have grown stronger.

"Nothing much. I just taught a few scumbags a lesson."

Just then, hurried footsteps sounded in the distance, followed by a man's voice from the other end of the street.

"Erlong, Erlong! I finally found you!"

Liu Erlong's body stiffened slightly, and her refreshed expression slowly disappeared.

A man with a crew cut jogged over.

It was Yu Xiaogang.

"Erlong, don't be angry. I'm doing this for the clan, too!" Yu Xiaogang said with a bitter smile.

Liu Erlong's face darkened. She gave a cold laugh. "The clan leader wants you to go back and serve as a stud. If you're willing, then go. What's that got to do with me? What are we to each other?"

Yu Xiaogang had no answer.

In the next moment, Yu Xiaogang stared in utter shock as Liu Erlong suddenly reached out, slipped her arm around the man beside her, and pressed her body against him. The front of her top was squeezed into an outrageously exaggerated curve.

Only then did he realize that the man was Gu Qingshan, the Martial Soul Hall Holy Son!

Yu Xiaogang felt his blood rush to his head and blurted out, "Erlong, how can you be so shameless!"