You Gave It? He Insisted! Killing Intent Ready to Erupt

Madam Purple adjusted her clothes, opened the door, and left for the time being.

Gu Qingfeng sat in the room, his expression calm.

Naturally, he had taken the medicine just now—four pills, in fact.

That was two more than planned, doubling the dosage.

It was exactly what he wanted!

He even wanted more!

And it was exactly what Madam Purple wanted as well.

Her task was to make Gu Qingfeng willingly swallow as much medicine as possible, as happily as possible, so that his liver would dissolve away while he was in relatively good spirits.

Fortunately, she had succeeded!

The sacrifice had just been a little too great.

The perverted Sun Sheng had married her, yet had never touched her. He only liked making her serve other men.

But she had never served anyone to this extent before.

Yesterday, Sun Sheng had said that a country bumpkin like Gu Qingfeng would surely have his price.

He had reckoned that doubling the payment for testing the medicine would settle it. Who could have expected...

This was too much!

Gu Qingfeng sat there, sensing the four "Liver-Severing Killing Qi Pills" turn into wisps of killing qi that continued nourishing and protecting his liver. He was in a fairly good mood.

He had been quite fired up just now and seemed to have done something excessive that humiliated a woman.

But if it were you, knowing that what she wanted was your liver, your life—would that be excessive?

This was practically too merciful!

If he had not wanted to avoid alerting the snake in the grass, this woman would at the very least have been locked in the room and brutally subjected to a young hero's righteous punishment!

Or simply killed outright!

He had only escaped the Golden Core Immortal Sect not long ago. He had exhausted every ounce of strength to flee because he did not want to live that kind of trembling, terrified life where others constantly sought to harm him!

He never again wanted someone clutching his Core Branch and warning him that if he did not grow up, he would die!

Yet not long after entering the city, someone already wanted him dead. It truly terrified him.

Far too terrifying!

How could he avoid being afraid?

There was only one way: destruction!

Destroy everything that made him afraid!

Once he killed Sun Sheng, the true controller of Ghost Hand Apothecary, he could settle accounts properly with the rest!

After it was over, Madam Purple returned uneasily to the attic behind Ghost Hand Apothecary.

Sun Sheng was waiting for her there.

"How did it go?"

Sun Sheng played with a teacup as he asked.

Madam Purple still wore that elegant, alluring long dress. "From what I observed, he should be finished by tonight at the latest. This time, he swallowed four Killing Qi Pills in one go."

Sun Sheng raised his brows slightly and smiled. "Four pills at once. Truly, a woman's heart is the most poisonous. But Madam has quite the methods, actually making that country bumpkin swallow four at once..."

Halfway through his sentence, he suddenly stared stiffly at his own wife. "You gave it to him?"

Madam Purple clenched the hem of her dress tightly.

She had clearly cleaned herself up enough to look perfectly neat and proper, yet she still could not escape this fat man's vicious eyes.

She could only say with a wronged expression, "He insisted!"

"He insisted, and you gave it to him!??"

At that moment, Sun Sheng's gentle, amiable air—the sort that remained gentle and amiable even while he carved out someone's heart and liver—had vanished.

His entire body seemed to have been set ablaze.

Madam Purple said fearfully and aggrievedly, "It wasn't all of it, actually. I did it for you, to make him take the medicine."

Sun Sheng had always regarded his women as nothing but tools.

If his master needed them, or if some powerful expert who could benefit him needed them, he could tie up all twelve of his beloved wives and send them to the other party's room without hesitating in the slightest.

But what enraged him about this was that Gu Qingfeng was not some powerful expert. He was a weakling!

A country bumpkin weakling he despised!

Yet someone like that had received such treatment!

It could only be for the sake of becoming stronger!

For the sake of obtaining purer killing qi!

His sacrifice had truly been too great!

But when he thought of how this man he hated would soon be devoured by him amid boundless resentment, he ultimately restrained his temper. He poured himself a cup of tea and drank it with a green face.

Seeing this, Madam Purple hurriedly changed the subject. "Yellow Smoke Ghost never came at all. Should we go look for him?"

Upon hearing that Yellow Smoke Ghost had run off, Sun Sheng's mood instead improved.

"No hurry. Let him properly digest the medicinal effects. As long as Leaf House remains, are you afraid he will not come back? Some dishes need to be stir-fried over a roaring flame, while others gain a different flavor from slow simmering."

Clearly, Sun Sheng viewed Gu Qingfeng and Yellow Smoke Ghost as two dishes.

One was a grand stir-fried dish about to enter his mouth, while the other was a nourishing soup dish slowly simmered over a low flame.

Different people's Liver-Killing Aura required different "cooking" methods. Yellow Smoke Ghost was "too old," making him truly suitable for "slow simmering" like an old hen.

For now, he only needed to enjoy Gu Qingfeng, this freshly stir-fried meat dish!

Sitting in the attic, Sun Sheng could imagine how quickly that country bumpkin's liver was dissolving in that room, and how the extraordinarily flavorful Liver-Killing Aura was filling the other man's body.

He could not help licking his lips.

Refining these "Liver-Killing Aura Killing Qi Pills" had not been easy. They had cost him considerable effort and medicinal ingredients. Yet Wang Fan, this "appetizer," had already been so nourishing that it showed the expense was truly worthwhile.

Far too worthwhile!

He was certain that so long as he consumed the Liver-Killing Aura of several dozen, perhaps even a hundred people, his strength would rise to another level.

If he consumed several hundred or even a thousand people, he might even break through to the later stage of the Third-Tier True Essence Realm and glimpse the Fourth-Tier Divine Sense Realm.

At that time, heh heh...

For a moment, even though Madam Purple had been thoroughly taken advantage of by Gu Qingfeng, Sun Sheng still looked as though he had made a tremendous profit.

He eagerly anticipated meeting Gu Qingfeng.

Today—today was the day!

Night fell, and Red Tears City's bustling outer city had become silent and still.

At least the area around Ghost Hand Apothecary was exceptionally quiet.

Here, Gu Qingfeng could even hear the faint rustling chirps of crickets.

Such tiny insect calls were the most suitable sounds for falling asleep to.

But Gu Qingfeng could not sleep yet.

Because he had a premonition that something would happen tonight.

Something major.

He lay on the large communal bed, putting on a somewhat pained expression.

Then, an extremely faint, fragmented sound suddenly appeared in the rear courtyard.

The sound was even softer than the scattered chirps of insects. Even a cat with thick paw pads could not possibly walk so quietly.

Yet Gu Qingfeng still heard it.

An expert.

That faint sound reached the corridor, becoming even quieter.

Gu Qingfeng continued pretending not to notice, curling up on the bed while his gaze swept over the area near the doors and windows.

Because he could sense that the other party had already arrived.

But after carefully scanning the doors and windows, he still found no trace of anyone.

The other party could not possibly be floating in the air like a ghost, could he?

The thought was absurd, but Gu Qingfeng still instinctively glanced upward.

That glance startled him.

There was a hole of neither large nor small size near the top of the room's wall.

And at that moment, an eye was wide open in the hole, greedily staring at him.

That gaze looked as though it was not looking at a person, but at a fragrant piece of cooked meat.

"Damn, that's sinister!"

Gu Qingfeng inwardly exclaimed.

He could barely imagine what the other party looked like right now.

Because that small hole was neither high nor low. It truly seemed as though one would have to float in midair to reach that position.

Could it be that the one who had come was not Sun Sheng, but a ghost?