How Can a Woman Be So Despicable?

Seeing there was no more oil to be squeezed, Qin Muye cursed under his breath and cut straight to the point: "I think you should give some serious thought to what I said earlier. That accomplice of yours is a liability; you'd be better off selling him out. It would let us both vent some frustration."

Bai Yuji's expression remained indifferent: "That is no concern of yours."

Qin Muye said nonchalantly: "The man has vast supernatural powers and must hold a very high position in the Capital City. I understand why the organization behind you would find it difficult to abandon him, even if you wanted to sell him out."

Bai Yuji sneered: "If you know that, why ask!"

Qin Muye spread his hands: "But you must understand one thing: a couple sharing a bed but dreaming different dreams can be more terrifying than an enemy. Think it over carefully, and whenever you've made up your mind, come find me to cooperate."

Bai Yuji was lost in thought.

She felt that Qin Muye's words carried a lot of truth.

When enemies are wary of each other, their interests clash, and as long as one stays vigilant and on guard, the conflict remains manageable.

But a couple sharing a bed while dreaming different dreams is different; they share partial interests and even have to perform the same tasks, meaning they might stab you in the back at any moment.

This mission was exactly that kind of situation.

However, this logic applied just as well to her own relationship with Qin Muye.

Especially given how Qin Muye handled things today—he acted like a total rogue. Even with the Luanfeng Gu binding their lives together, she realized it wouldn't be easy to manipulate him.

Qin Muye lay back comfortably on the bed and patted the empty space beside him: "I'm going to sleep. Want to join me?"

"Hah, I'm staying next door!"

Bai Yuji sneered and turned to leave.

She stood before the door for a moment to compose herself before pushing it open, sobbing as she stepped out.

Right now, she needed to play the part of a heartbroken woman who had just discovered her wealthy lover was impotent.

Glancing at the graceful, curvaceous silhouette of this walking stat-block, Qin Muye smiled and looked away. The woman had finally left.

It was worth playing the lecher so many times.

Otherwise, I'd really be worried about you keeping me under constant surveillance.

He let out a soft sigh and slowly sat up.

He was already satisfied with this outcome. The murder case had reached a temporary conclusion, and as long as Qin Kaijiang didn't stir up trouble, his own situation in the Capital City was safe for the time being—even arguably quite secure.

But to say it was truly good? It wasn't that good.

With the life-and-death link buff in effect, Bai Yuji could make him die anywhere. As long as the forces behind her exerted their influence, they could easily arrange a cause of death for him.

He wondered who the mastermind behind the scenes really was. To be able to kidnap him like that required significant power in the Capital City; there weren't many people who could pull that off.

He would have to find an opportunity to investigate them one by one.

The crux of the problem remained Bai Yuji. Only by completely breaking her in and making her his own could he call himself truly safe.

How the hell was he supposed to do that?

There was a blood feud of extermination between them!

He wasn't a succubus; he couldn't just sleep her into submission, could he?

Qin Muye shook his head, deciding not to dwell on it for now.

He reached into the cabinet for a brush, ink, paper, and an inkstone, drew a small figure on a blank sheet, and folded it up.

He channeled his intent into threads, connecting them to every joint of the paper figure.

With a thought, the figure came to life, jumping around on the table doing jumping jacks, just as if he were controlling his own body.

He felt a flicker of joy; the Thread-Crafter was terrifyingly powerful, even coming with a mastery of drawing.

Moreover, even the most basic paper and ink could support the puppet, and there was no resistance in controlling it. If he used better materials, how monstrous would the resulting puppets be?

No matter the distance, he could control them at will—this thing could be used for big moves!

It was just a pity that he didn't have much money left. To create the strongest puppets, he needed to make more cash.

After controlling it for a while, he felt a bit tired. He suddenly remembered he had unused free attribute points and added them all to Spirit. The next moment, a cool sensation flooded his brain, and he felt much more clear-headed.

[Name]: Qin Muye
[Physique]: 8th Grade (-100/40)
[Soul]: 7th Grade (22.7/80)
[Fate Skill]: Thread-Crafter
[Available Attribute Points]: 0

Hiss...

Already 7th Grade?

From now on, he would put everything into Spirit. Until he was certain he could take down Bai Yuji, he would absolutely not let his guard down.

Still, this little lass seemed to have some tricks up her sleeve.

What if she really managed to cure him using nothing but Gu medicine, and then tried to seduce him in every way possible?

Could she withstand that face and figure of his?

Hiss...

A headache!

"Bastard!"

"Bastard!"

"Bastard!"

In her room, Bai Yuji scrubbed incessantly at the places where Qin Muye had touched and kissed her.

She had originally intended to monitor Qin Muye at close quarters, but this man was far too skilled at dancing right on the edge of her bottom line. If she truly lived in the same room as him, she feared she would be defiled eight hundred times over just by sleeping.

Even when she was awake, she had to endure him kissing her neck and mouth.

If she were to fall asleep, she dared not even imagine where he might kiss.

While she could certainly torture him, she could not use any methods that would truly damage his body.

It was painful, certainly, but what if she tortured him until his psyche became even more twisted?

Wasn't it said that he was insecure, cowardly, and had a warped personality?

Why was he such a thick-skinned rogue?

When she nursed his body back to health later, she would have to force him to adjust his physique, at least to restore it to the standard of appearance he ought to have.

Although she had prepared herself to sacrifice everything, it would be best to sacrifice as little as possible.

If he could become better looking, at least the mental torture she endured during the process of conceiving a child might be lessened.

Still, it was pitiful to think about. According to Qin Yanying's description, Qin Muye was likely very insecure about his own appearance; if he could lose weight, he would surely have put in the effort.

One could only say that offering up one's marrow was truly damaging to one's vitality. With insufficient vitality, everything was painful, let alone changing one's body shape.

"Stop thinking about these things for now!"

Bai Yuji looked up at the cold moon outside the window and pulled a bottle from her bosom.

The next moment, a strange-looking insect crawled out.

She breathed a puff of clear air onto the insect, and it flew out the window, heading off into the distance.

The night was already deep.

But not everyone had fallen asleep.

In a luxurious mansion somewhere in the capital.

A woman in palace attire reclined on a couch before a full-length mirror. She looked at her graceful body and flawless skin, her eyes filled with intoxication and regret.

To the side, a maid had finished her report and knelt silently, waiting.

After a long while.

The woman in palace attire waved her fair hand lightly: "Go down, and continue to keep an eye on that little piece of trash."

"Yes!"

The maid responded respectfully, bowed, and rose to leave.

In the vast room, only the woman in palace attire remained.

After a while, an insect landed on the wine glass in front of the couch.

Its wings vibrated, shaking out a hazy mist.

The woman in palace attire smiled lazily: "You've come?"

A cold voice drifted from within the mist: "So, even you can't sleep when you've done something shameful, you old bitch!"

"Who are you calling old!"

The woman in palace attire reacted instantly: "Who doesn't say I look like a girl of sixteen when they see me? You dare call me old?"

The laughter within the mist was full of mockery: "Your monthly cycle stopped years ago, yet you're still being stubborn."

"You..."

A murderous glint appeared in the eyes of the woman in palace attire, but she quickly regained her composure and smiled lightly: "You have your monthly cycle, but what use is it? That little piece of trash's blood and marrow are nearly exhausted, and he relies entirely on rare treasures to hang onto his life. Even if you were to strip naked and hang onto him for a lifetime, it would be impossible to conceive a child of the Qin Family."

The mockery in the mist grew even sharper: "Is this the most vicious curse you can think of? But that's right, for you, this is vicious enough. You threw yourself naked in front of Qin Kaijiang, yet he didn't even spare you a glance.

At first, I didn't understand why you sold me out.

Now I understand. You haven't obtained Qin Kaijiang's body yet, so naturally, you couldn't bear for me to kill him!

How can a woman be so cheap?

Truly pathetic!"

"You..."

"Do not underestimate us Miao Border Gu healers. Things you Central Plains people cannot accomplish, we may not necessarily fail at. Furthermore, I will allow you to lose your mind just this once. If there is a next time, we all die together!"

Having said that.

The mist dissipated.

The flying insects also took flight toward the outside of the estate.

The residence remained quiet for quite a while, until suddenly, a sound of shattering cups and plates erupted, followed by the angry cursing of a woman.