Young Lady, Are You Interested in Being a Concubine?

A Four-Star Dou Ling inexplicably went flying, soaring like a cannonball.

Yet this sudden scene made everyone stop moving.

The Four-Star Dou Ling who had been jointly besieging Kong Feng was the first to snap back to his senses. He whipped his head around, and instantly, his expression shifted drastically, his pupils contracting as he couldn't help drawing in a sharp breath.

His companion, whose cultivation matched his own, was now dangling from a branch jutting out of a cliff face. There was a bowl-sized hole in the man's chest, and he was already dead—with his eyes still wide open in lingering resentment.

"I wonder which expert is visiting us? Please forgive any disturbance," this man in black immediately turned immensely vigilant, sweeping his gaze across the surroundings.

"Expert your mom's head, this is a robbery." A figure leaped down from a tree, hands on hips, striking an arrogant pose as if he were the supreme ruler of heaven and earth.

Is it him?

Catching sight of the half-grown teenager whose face was covered in a black cloth and whose hair was an unkempt mess resembling a beggar's, Kong Feng and the others were momentarily stunned. Although Xiao Meng was disguised as a ragged bandit, they recognized him at a single glance because he hadn't changed the clothes he was wearing.

Following that, their blank expressions morphed into utter shock in the span of a heartbeat. He was the one who had just killed a Four-Star Dou Ling?

Was this even possible?

"Damn it, are you people deaf? I'm robbing you! Hurry up and hand over all your valuables!"

Xiao Meng's face turned gloomy. How could these people have zero reaction when he had spoken so loudly?

Furthermore, they were staring at him without even blinking.

What was the meaning of this?

Were they planning to eat him?

That made no sense.

Logically speaking, he had just dispatched a Four-Star Dou Ling, so these people should have been terrified, then dropped to their knees without hesitation to beg loudly for mercy. Then, after he shouted a couple of times, they should have been scared shitless.

So why were they still staring at me so intently?

Could it be that these people weren't afraid of him?

At this thought, Xiao Meng prepared to pull the trigger.

"Was that your doing?" After recovering his senses, the black-robed man with Four-Star Dou Ling cultivation flashed a chilling glare through the only part of his face not covered by the black robe.

"Bang!"

Xiao Meng raised his hand and pulled the trigger, turning a bullet into a flying fireball.

As a result, a Da Dou Shi flew backward, breathing his last without even managing to let out a miserable scream.

Xiao Meng used concrete actions to tell the opponent that his robbery was a solemn and sacred affair, one that tolerated no questioning and demanded absolute obedience.

"Damn it, kill him!"

The black-robed Four-Star Dou Ling roared, Dou Qi swirling around his entire body as he lunged forward to attack Xiao Meng first.

"Damn it, you big idiot, knowing full well that I have the power to instantly kill you lot, and you still dare to charge over?"

Xiao Meng curled his lip, feeling that the intelligence of these supporting characters was far too weak. This made him seriously suspect that his protagonist halo definitely had a forced intelligence-lowering function.

"Rat-tat-tat!"

Xiao Meng's arm vibrated incessantly just like a machine gun firing bullets, while his mouth mimicked the sound of a machine gun sweeping the area.

The group of black-robed figures charging in from all directions were suddenly filled with terror in their eyes when they saw the flying fireballs, and without a second thought, they retreated frantically.

One fireball after another flew out from the teenager's palms.

The speed was too fast; no one could dodge, and those hit were bound to die.

The power of the fireballs was simply too great. Anyone who was struck had their body blasted into mutilated, incomplete pieces.

"Chain Dou Technique... Fire! Fire! Fire!... I'm on fire..."

In the blink of an eye, seventeen or eighteen black-robed men had all been finished off by Xiao Meng.

In truth, the moment he made up his mind to step in and save people, it meant he had to kill these black-robed men, because he was certain that nine out of ten of them came from the Misty Cloud Sect.

Yet Ge Ye of the Misty Cloud Sect had witnessed firsthand what he looked like when firing bullets. If they traced this back to him as a result, how could the Misty Cloud Sect let him off?

More than a dozen Da Dou Shi above the seven-star level, plus three Dou Ling, had just been blasted to death like this?

The faces of Kong Feng and the others grew stiff, petrified as if they had turned to stone; they had completely lost the ability to think.

Soon, Xiao Meng stripped the valuables from the bodies of these black-robed men cleanly, yet Kong Feng and the others were still dazed and hadn't recovered their wits.

"What the hell are you idiots staring at? Do you have no concept of being robbed? Hug your heads and squat on the ground, hurry up!" Xiao Meng glared at them.

Glancing at the corpses on the ground, the three or four surviving middle-aged men exchanged terrified looks and slowly began to squat down with their heads in their hands.

"That silly girl, what are you standing there in a daze for? Didn't you hear what I said?" Xiao Meng rolled his eyes.

"Um... what's your name?" Far from hugging her head and squatting on the ground, the brocade-clad young woman instead stared directly at Xiao Meng and asked softly.

"Stop wasting my breath. I'm telling you, robbery is a very serious business, you know? Hurry up and hug your heads, squat over to the side, I need to search you myself," Xiao Meng said in an irritated tone.

The brocade-clad young woman gave Xiao Meng a deep look, then followed instructions.

"Don't move, everyone, I'm starting the search."

Xiao Meng glanced at the few middle-aged men squatting in the distance to issue a warning, telling them not to act rashly, before walking toward the brocade-clad young woman.

"Kid..." Seeing Xiao Meng actually about to make such a presumptuous move, Kong Feng couldn't help shouting in rebuke, but the brocade-clad young woman raised a hand to signal that he was fine.

"Dammit, if you bastards dare to run your mouths again, I'll blast you to death!" Xiao Meng said fiercely.

"Hey, if you're going to search me, hurry up then," the brocade-clad young woman's words carried a hint of banter, her gaze playful.

"Young lady, you're neither protruding in front nor behind, making me lose all interest in searching you. You can take off your Storage Ring yourself." Xiao Meng swept his gaze all over the brocade-clad young woman's body, wearing an expression of utter lack of interest.

"What nonsense are you spouting? Where am I not protruding, and where am I not curved?" The brocade-clad young woman abruptly stood up, looking utterly unconvinced.

"All right, all right, no matter how much you stick your butt out, I can grab the whole thing with one hand. No matter how much you puff out your chest, it's still just that tiny bit—I could grab seventy or eighty of them with a single hand," Xiao Meng said dismissively.

"Ah... you stinking scoundrel!"

The brocade-clad young woman's face instantly flushed red as she angrily raised her fist and pounded it against Xiao Meng's chest.

"Well! Young lady, why aren't you playing by the book?"

Xiao Meng took a few steps back all at once, wearing a resentful expression. Shouldn't you be screaming and raging? You should roll your eyes first, then stubbornly demand that I touch you a few times to prove that I'm talking nonsense.

"Your mom..." The few middle-aged men squatting in the distance couldn't listen anymore; they wanted to pin this bastard to the ground and beat him mercilessly until his breathing stopped.

"You're just a hooligan and a lecher," Yue'er said angrily.

"Tch!"

Xiao Meng gave her a dismissive look, then asked, "Are you Jia Xingtian's great-granddaughter Yaoye, or his little grand-daughter Yue'er?"

"You are not allowed to address my great-grandfather by his name!" The brocade-clad young woman looked deeply embarrassed and angry, though she wasn't surprised as to why Xiao Meng could guess her identity roughly.

Xiao Meng sized her up and said, "Judging by your age, you must be the older one—Yaoye, right?"

"How is that any way to speak? I am only seventeen this year, right in the prime of my youth," the young lady protested indignantly.

"Young lady, are you interested in being a concubine?" Xiao Meng coughed twice and asked with absolute seriousness.

"A concubine? What kind of concubine?" Yaoye wore a blank expression.

Xiao Meng wore the look of someone staring at an idiot as he said, "My minor wife, of course. Jeez, what kind of intelligence do you have?"

"Ah! You bastard, go to hell!" Enraged, Yaoye lunged at Xiao Meng with flailing claws.

"I want to twist this bastard's head off and use it as a ball to kick around," Kong Feng said through gritted teeth.

"I want to rip his intestines out and wrap them around his neck three times."

"I want to dig out his five viscera and six bowels and stuff them right into his mouth."

If the men squatting in the distance hadn't feared implicating Yaoye and bringing disaster upon her, they genuinely would have wanted to fight Xiao Meng to the death. This fellow was simply too outrageous.

He actually wanted to make their princess a concubine—simply preposterous!

"Ah! Darling, I'm coming!"

Upholding the sage-like principle that only a turtle fails to take advantage of freebies, Xiao Meng swept Yaoye into his arms the moment she lunged at him, his hands immediately beginning to roam everywhere.

"Ah..."

Yaoye shrieked, her pretty face instantly turning burning red. She hurriedly pushed Xiao Meng away, retreating a few steps while staring at him with fire spitting from her pupils.

Xiao Meng gave a dry cough, feeling quite nostalgic in his heart as he secretly thought that Yaoye really had the goods; this figure alone was enough to look down upon others from a position of superiority.

"Darling, come, let's have another passionate embrace." Xiao Meng chuckled slyly, deeply eager to experience it again.

"Kid, don't go too far," Kong Feng couldn't watch any longer, standing up to roar.

Xiao Meng abruptly turned his head, sidelong glancing at him as he said, "I'm hugging my own minor wife, what the hell business is it of yours? Want to taste a bullet or what?"

"Who is your minor wife? If you dare talk nonsense again, I'll kill you," Yaoye said, torn between shame and anger.

Xiao Meng rolled his eyes and said, "With a groom as jade-like, handsome, tall, and mighty as me, would you bear to kill me?"

"You..." Yaoye was so angry she couldn't speak. She had seen shameless people, but never anyone this shameless.

"Go back and tell your great-grandfather that I want both of his great-granddaughters." As soon as he finished speaking, Xiao Meng strode away, leaving behind a dashing figure.

Yaoye stood dumbfounded, followed by blazing fury as she let out a piercing, piercingly sharp roar capable of shattering gold and splitting stone.