Stupid Pig Mo Li, the "Medicine" in the Treasure Box!

When Mo Li loudly declared that he was a disciple of the Misty Cloud Sect.

Qi Yan'er, who had been pretending to faint, realized that he really was stupid!

Hadn't he seen how fierce the killing intent in that giant's eyes was?

It would have been better if he had said nothing.

Revealing his background was practically courting death!

What a stupid pig!

"Misty Cloud Sect? Hehehe~ Never heard of it!"

He Meng's eyes narrowed, and his killing intent intensified. He swung his fist down.

Mo Li was terrified and used all his strength to dodge to the side.

"Bang!"

The solid punch struck the ground, blasting a huge crater into it.

Mo Li's forehead was drenched in cold sweat. Faced with a deathly crisis, he hurriedly spoke again:

"Captain He Meng, you can't kill me! I'm not only a disciple of the Misty Cloud Sect, but also a young master of the Mo Clan. If you kill me, you'll bring great trouble upon your Mercenary Group!"

"Hehe~"

He Meng sneered.

"Kid, do you take me for an idiot?"

"If I don't kill you now, that's when I'll bring great trouble upon myself! Die!"

As soon as he finished speaking, He Meng charged at Mo Li again like a tank.

Mo Li was terrified at the sight.

"Thud~"

"..."

He Meng had already reached Mo Li, but when he saw Mo Li suddenly drop below eye level, he immediately stopped.

H-He had actually gone limp?

"Brother He Meng, please don't kill me. As long as you spare me, I'll do anything."

Mo Li begged with a trembling voice.

At that moment, he suddenly thought of something. He raised a hand and pointed at Nalan Yanran and Qi Yan'er, who were lying on the table.

"Brother He Meng, you don't know this, do you? This girl traveling with me is actually the personal disciple of our Misty Cloud Sect's Sect Mistress—the future Sect Mistress, Nalan Yanran!"

"We came down the mountain this time to break off an engagement in Wu Tan City. If you get to play with a woman like her, your life won't have been wasted!"

"Oh, and this little girl too, she's really tender! If you—"

"Slap!"

Before Mo Li could finish, He Meng gave him a hard slap across the face.

"Beast!"

He Meng roared furiously.

"I'm a mercenary, and I like women, but even I can't bring myself to touch a girl this young. But you!"

"As a disciple of the Misty Cloud Sect, the Jia Ma Empire's sacred land of cultivation, you're actually this shameless. You truly deserve to die!"

"...Pfft~"

Hearing those words, Mo Li spat out a mouthful of blood.

A man like He Meng actually called me shameless!

"What you said isn't entirely without reason. He really should be played with."

He Meng stared at Mo Li, a strange look in his eyes.

"Boys, I'll leave him to you. Remember to clean up properly when you're done!"

"Got it!"

At their captain's order, a group of brawny, muscular mercenaries walked toward Mo Li step by step.

Mo Li was terrified.

Supporting himself with both hands, he struggled to scoot backward.

"What are you going to do? Don't come any closer!"

"Hehehe~ As expected of a Misty Cloud Sect disciple, his skin really is so soft and smooth!"

One mercenary rubbed his palms together and greedily licked his lips.

Then he grabbed Mo Li and lifted him up.

The moment he hoisted him over his shoulder, he ran into the small woods beside the road with several burly men...

What Mo Li would experience was beyond words.

To put it simply.

It could only be described as "the flowers would bloom beautifully."

After arranging for Mo Li to be dealt with, He Meng strode behind Nalan Yanran.

His eyes glowed with a blood-red ferocity as he gave a strange laugh.

"Didn't expect to find such a treasure here. The Misty Cloud Sect's Young Sect Master, and one with an engagement too? Interesting!"

Sigh~

Qi Yan'er sighed helplessly inwardly.

She could ignore that shameless bastard Mo Li, but she couldn't ignore Sister Yanran.

After all, she was the first stepmother Qi Yan'er had chosen for herself!

While pretending to be unconscious, Qi Yan'er had quietly opened the Treasure Box with her little hand and taken out a bottle of "medicine"!

It was a very ordinary Small Porcelain Bottle.

Daddy said this medicine is extremely precious. It's a powerful sleeping drug. The instant it shatters on the ground, it turns into a sleeping mist. Other than me, even Dou Masters will pass out from it!

Qi Fan's words:

"When you're weaker than others, using underhanded tricks is also the best way to solve problems!"

At the same time.

Luo Fan Village.

"Ding! Warning!"

Qi Fan, who was hurriedly stir-frying vegetables, suddenly heard a notification in his mind.

Your daughter, Qi Yan'er, has encountered danger and requires one bottle of powerful sleeping medicine. The system has selected a specific sleeping medicine for the host: Calamity Poison Mist. Exchange price: 1000 Points.

Calamity Poison Mist: An extremely toxic sleeping medicine created by the owner of the Calamity Poison Body. Within five minutes of its release, anyone who approaches without cultivation at the level of a Dou Master will fall unconscious!

"Exchange it! What are you waiting for?"

Upon hearing the notification, Qi Fan did not hesitate in the slightest.

Ding! Exchange successful!

Qi Fan stared at the vegetables in the wok, and they suddenly seemed unappetizing.

How long had it even been? His precious daughter had already encountered danger!

How could he possibly stop worrying?

"Damn it~ It's burnt!"

Meanwhile, over at the Tea Pavilion.

He Meng had already extended his wicked hands, ready to grab Nalan Yanran!

"Stop!"

Qi Yan'er, who had supposedly fainted, suddenly stood up.

He Meng: Σ(⊙▽⊙"a!

"Y-You, how did you wake up?"

He Meng stared in shock at the little girl before him, his large face full of surprise.

Even the Misty Cloud Sect's Young Sect Master beside her had not woken up. How had this little girl awakened?

But surprise was surprise; He Meng did not care much.

After all, she was just a little girl. What threat could she possibly pose to him?

"Yan'er, was it~"

He Meng forced an indulgent smile onto his ferocious face.

"I'm a very good person. I'll buy you candied hawthorn. How about you acknowledge me as your daddy?"

"Pah~"

Qi Yan'er planted her hands on her hips, her face filled with disdain.

"With a face like yours, you want to be my daddy? You're not even one-tenth as handsome as my daddy!"

"..."

Having his looks insulted by a little girl, He Meng's expression darkened.

Yet the more he looked at this little one, the cuter she seemed. With a turn of his eyes, he frightened her.

"Little Yan'er, your daddy hasn't come out to look for you after all this time. He must have abandoned you. Hurry and come back with me!"

"That's right, little girl, hurry and go back with our captain!"

"Our captain is a very good man. He's always wanted a daughter, but never had one."

The other mercenaries also chimed in from the side.

They all dearly loved this little beauty in the making!

"Hmph~"

Qi Yan'er snorted. Her delicate little hand suddenly flicked.

"Bang!"

The instant the porcelain bottle shattered, white mist spread in every direction.

"What is this?"

The mercenaries were utterly confused.

"Not good, it's poison!"

He Meng sniffed it and immediately felt his entire body go weak. He cried out in terror.

But his warning came too late...

"Thud! Thud! Thud!"

More than a dozen mercenaries fell to the ground like bowling pins.

"Tch~ Is that all?"

Qi Yan'er looked smugly at the mercenaries sprawled all over the ground.

Daddy's medicine really was genuine, and it was this powerful too!

"You want to be my daddy? Do you even deserve it?"

Qi Yan'er's little face puffed up angrily as she walked over to He Meng and viciously kicked him several times with her little foot.

"Sister Yanran? Sister Yanran?"