"Y-you... don't come any closer... Ah!!"
Faced with Ling Feng's burning gaze, Ya Fei could barely look him in the eye. She kept backing away, inexplicably flustered, until her foot found empty air and she screamed in panic.
Her soft body pitched downward, and Ya Fei's expression changed sharply. Seeing this, Ling Feng lunged forward and swiftly caught her in his arms.
Warm, fragrant softness filled his embrace. Their eyes met, sparks flew, and an intimate tension sprang to life.
"Y-you, let go of me!"
Only after quite a while did Ya Fei come back to her senses. Her cheeks flushed rapidly, and she turned her head away, unable to look at Ling Feng, struggling to escape his embrace.
Ya Fei had never been so close to a man before. Held in Ling Feng's arms like this, that warmth made her body tremble. She felt hot all over, a little lost.
Unwilling to let that strange sensation keep wreaking havoc, she struggled constantly. But with her body tilted, she could find no purchase, and her frantic attempts to break free made her foot slip again. Ling Feng hurriedly reached one hand beneath her to catch her while grabbing upward with the other.
Riiip!
With that tug, Ling Feng tore away the neckline of Ya Fei's qipao. In an instant, a boundless vista of spring lay exposed. At the sight of that full, milky-white flesh, Ling Feng's eyes nearly bulged out of his head, while explosions thundered through his mind.
"Holy shit! I'm going to split apart..."
"Ah!!!"
At the same moment, Ya Fei's panicked scream rang through the VIP Room. Fortunately, it was soundproofed; otherwise, a misunderstanding would have been inevitable.
Ya Fei hurriedly covered her neckline and ducked aside. The atmosphere instantly turned awkward.
"You, turn around already!"
"Oh, oh! All right, all right..."
Only when Ya Fei's embarrassed, angry voice reached him did Ling Feng snap out of it and hurriedly turn around.
Her face scarlet, Ya Fei made sure Ling Feng really wasn't peeking before hurrying into the Changing Room adjoining the VIP Room. She took some clothes from her Storage Ring and changed.
"I never imagined this woman could have such an adorable side."
Naturally, Ling Feng could sense Ya Fei's little movements, and he couldn't help grinning. But as he recalled what had just happened, his smile grew rather lecherous.
"So big, so white... Hehe..."
For a while, Ling Feng savored the memory endlessly. Recalling Ya Fei's earlier panic, his face brimmed with amusement. "Looks like women in this other world can't resist the charm of love poems either. I suppose I'll have to plagiarize a little and play the poet immortal here. Green Lotus Sword Immortal Li Bai is a pretty good title. I could borrow that."
As his fantasies carried him further, a wickedly charming smile appeared on Ling Feng's face again.
This other world had no love poems, cheesy pickup lines, or other such tools for wooing women. But as a transmigrator from Blue Star, Ling Feng had everything he needed to become a king of womanizers on the Dou Qi Continent.
Of course, a king of womanizers still needed a solid foundation: good looks.
On that front, Ling Feng had things firmly in hand.
After quite a wait, Ya Fei finally emerged from the Changing Room. Yet the moment her gaze met Ling Feng's, the composure she had painstakingly restored inexplicably rippled again. An indescribable hint of feeling lingered in her eyes.
Why does meeting him always end up... This is so embarrassing. This fellow must be my destined tormentor.
The first time, Ling Feng had seen her naked. The second time, he had torn her clothes. Ya Fei felt she had no secrets left before him.
Yet Ya Fei herself didn't know why, despite feeling embarrassed and annoyed around Ling Feng, she felt no disgust toward him.
She simply couldn't remain calm in his presence. It was a strange feeling no other man had ever given her.
"Y-you, who are you? What do you want with me?"
Ya Fei tried hard to calm herself and steer the conversation back on track. She no longer dared tease Ling Feng. She only wanted to turn the page on what had just happened.
Ling Feng also knew when to stop. Impatience wouldn't let you eat piping-hot tofu.
"My name is Ling Feng. I came here to fulfill a promise."
Sitting down in a nearby chair, Ling Feng spoke plainly rather than keeping her guessing.
"Fulfill a promise?"
Not understanding, Ya Fei sat in the chair opposite Ling Feng and leaned back somewhat languidly, putting her curves on full display.
"What promise?"
"Didn't my two subordinates tell you, Miss Ya Fei, that we'd give you a satisfactory explanation for today's matter involving the Foundation Establishment Spirit Liquid?"
"You're the master those two mentioned?!"
Ya Fei immediately straightened, looking at Ling Feng in surprise.
"That's right."
Ling Feng grinned and snapped his fingers. Instantly, a purple shadow flashed out of the darkness, appeared before him, and knelt on one knee.
As Ling Feng's bodyguard, the shadow Seven had been protecting him from the darkness all along. With Seven's abilities, combined with an Assassin's natural proficiency at concealment, even someone at the Da Dou Shi level would have difficulty detecting his presence.
"To think it was you!"
The moment Ya Fei saw Seven, she recognized him and accepted Ling Feng's identity. Her seductive eyes narrowed slightly, and she said to Ling Feng in annoyance, "You cost my auction house hundreds of thousands of gold coins in lost turnover. Tell me, how should we settle that account?"
Seeing that Ya Fei was a little angry, Ling Feng deliberately teased her. "Then how would you like me to compensate you? How about I offer myself to you?"
"You!"
Seeing Ling Feng's impish grin, Ya Fei angrily pointed a delicate finger at him. Yet judging by her flushed face, embarrassment seemed to outweigh her anger.
"Hehe... Enough joking. I will certainly give you a satisfactory settlement for the Mittel Auction House's losses."
Ling Feng knew when to stop. With a wave of his Storage Ring, a pile of small white jade bottles instantly covered the floor. "Here are a thousand bottles of Foundation Establishment Spirit Liquid. I'll entrust them all to the Mittel Auction House to sell at a thousand gold coins each. That will make a million in turnover. If you think that isn't enough, Miss Ya Fei, I can give you more. As many as you want."
The Creation God Pen could duplicate and create, and pills were among the things it could produce. Unlike characters, however, pills only required Ling Feng to see their form or possess their formula. Then he could describe and duplicate them, drawing them into existence.
Ya Fei had personally displayed the Foundation Establishment Spirit Liquid on the auction stage. Ling Feng had seen its form and color, so duplicating it posed no problem at all.
After all, the Foundation Establishment Spirit Liquid was only a second-rank pill, while Ling Feng's current strength allowed him to duplicate third-rank pills. Moreover, he could make as much as he wanted without even the effort of blowing away a speck of dust.
"A thousand bottles of Foundation Establishment Spirit Liquid?!"
Ya Fei was startled by Ling Feng's extravagant gesture. Looking at him, she lightly bit her red lip, her expression hesitant. In the end, she still asked, "Why are you willing to pay such a huge price to go after the Xiao Clan? You should know that auctioning this Foundation Establishment Spirit Liquid would bring in at least ten thousand gold coins a bottle. You'll be throwing away dozens of times the profit for nothing. Is it worth it?"
Ya Fei knew very well that second-rank pills sold for over ten thousand gold coins. With the Foundation Establishment Spirit Liquid's special effects, its price could even reach several tens of thousands. Yet to target the Xiao Clan and Xiao Yan, Ling Feng was deliberately selling it cheaply. She simply couldn't understand it.
She had no idea that the Foundation Establishment Spirit Liquid cost Ling Feng absolutely nothing. He only needed to spend a little time duplicating it into existence.