You're Taking Advantage of Me

Yun Niang's legs went weak, and she almost collapsed onto Lu Chen.

"Let go of me!" Hearing Lu Chen's strange tone, Yun Niang was on the verge of a breakdown.

"Who exactly are you?" Lu Chen's voice was low, his hot breath brushing Yun Niang's earlobe, making her entire body tense up.

"Say... Ah!"

Lu Chen suddenly let out a miserable cry, clutching his crotch and jumping up.

His eyes were wide with rage, his throat strained.

"You're a scoundrel, I'll cripple you!"

Yun Niang swung her spear, crack!

The spear fiercely struck Lu Chen's back.

Although he managed to protect himself with his Qi and Blood Protective Aura at the last moment, he was still violently thrown to the ground.

His entire face was pressed against the dirt, filling his mouth with soil.

"You bastard..." Lu Chen hiccuped and fainted.

"I won't stop hitting you!" Yun Niang pounced on him, straddled Lu Chen, and rained down a flurry of punches.

When Zhou Yan woke up and saw the scene, he rolled his eyes and "fainted" again.

If I don't faint, I'll get beaten!

The night wind blew, carrying a chill.

Lu Chen shivered violently and slowly woke up. He turned his head and let out a laugh.

Zhou Yan, with a large bump on his head, was looking at him.

Zhou Yan grinned, "Don't laugh at me, look at your own state!"

Lu Chen froze. He touched his face and couldn't help but gasp.

It hurt!

Like being pricked by needles.

His face was covered in bumps.

"Y-you..."

As soon as he spoke, air leaked out. Lu Chen quickly shut his mouth and instinctively touched his lips.

They had become swollen.

That hateful woman, she's truly ruthless.

"Where'd she go?"

"To the Graveyard!"

"She's gone mad!" Lu Chen stood up and rushed out.

As a result, with a yelp, he collided headfirst with a figure entering the room.

Both of them fell to the ground simultaneously.

Lu Chen forced a smile and twisted his body. With a clang, his back hit the ground hard, with Yun Niang landing on top of him.

He reluctantly served as a human cushion once more.

With a soft moan, her soft lips met Lu Chen's.

Lu Chen's heart trembled. Her lips were soft, warm, and fragrant.

He instinctively stuck out his tongue and licked.

Yun Niang trembled all over and went limp.

Her clear, cold eyes became misty.

"You took advantage of me!" Lu Chen said indignantly, suppressing a smile, "I'll hit you!"

Slap!

His hand landed on Yun Niang's firm backside.

Her limp body stiffened.

Lu Chen gasped.

The sensation sent his soul soaring.

"You, you... I, I..."

Yun Niang felt as if all her strength had been drained.

This was her first time, like a maiden at her wedding—her very first time.

She could only scream and flail her hands, not knowing how to get off Lu Chen.

This was absolutely deadly; Lu Chen was already getting aroused.

Zhou Yan was stunned by the scene.

Seeing Yun Niang on the verge of tears, Lu Chen quickly got up and said with a serious expression:

"What did you go out for?"

Yun Niang panted heavily, looking at him without a word.

Still dazed.

What did I go out for? To scout the situation, of course.

A moment later, the three of them set off, heading straight for the Graveyard.

In the center of the Graveyard, a blood pool churned. Three Blood Spirit Sect disciples were throwing live human hearts into it.

Floating in the pool was a miniature Soul Devouring Banner.

Yun Niang whispered, "It needs to absorb nine hundred souls to take shape."

"Destroy it!" Lu Chen flicked his finger, and the Myriad Manifestations Furnace suddenly appeared above the blood pool.

BOOM!

Boundless dust and mist erupted from the furnace opening.

It was all the waste and residue accumulated over this period. Instantly, the blood pool was covered in dust.

"Who dares intrude!" The old man in the black robe waved his banner, summoning a hundred skeletons. But the furnace shook, and they all turned to ash.

Lu Chen swooped down, his saber aura sweeping across, slicing two disciples in half.

As the old man in the black robe was about to form a hand seal to escape, a golden net suddenly rose from the ground.

Zhou Yan jumped out from behind a grave, the array disk in his hand humming: "Heavenly Net Array, welcome, honored guest!"

This was the array formation Yun Niang helped him complete and comprehend after studying the Heavenly Derivation Array Solution.

As the furnace rolled up the Soul Devouring Banner, Lu Chen suddenly felt a chill down his spine.

Before Yun Niang could cry out, he had already thrown the Soul Severing Saber backward.

A poisoned crossbow bolt shot from the darkness was deflected, embedding itself in a tombstone and erupting in a cloud of poisonous mist ten feet high.

"Be careful!" Yun Niang flung out golden threads, wrapping them around Lu Chen's waist, but he used the momentum to pull her into his embrace.

A cold glint shot between the two and disappeared.

They tumbled into the tall grass, Lu Chen's hand pulling at Yun Niang's collar and giving it a slight tug.

He almost exposed her alluring beauty.

"You..." Yun Niang was both embarrassed and angry.

"The hidden weapon is coated with potent poison!"

Lu Chen opened his palm, revealing three dark steel nails melting away. "If they weren't wiped off, your delicate neck and..."

Lu Chen pointed downward.

Yun Niang looked down and saw traces of poison on her collar. Blushing, she threw out three formation flags.

A scream echoed from the distance. The ambushing archers were incinerated by earth fire, turning into charcoal.

"Are you going to let go or not!" Seeing Lu Chen's hand still pressing against her chest and moving lower, Yun Niang kicked with her knee.

Lu Chen's scalp tingled, and he instantly retreated.

A cold wind blew, and he felt a dull ache below.

One more kick, and it might really be over.

Leaving the Graveyard, the three found a spot in the depths of an ancient forest not far away.

The night was as dark as ink, and the bonfire crackled.

Lu Chen rubbed the Soul Severing Saber, its blade reflecting the cold light in his eyes.

Yun Niang sat opposite him, hugging her knees, her face veiled by light gauze. Only her eyes trembled slightly when they occasionally swept over Lu Chen.

Zhou Yan was fiddling with a few formation flags, muttering, "What other big moves could the Luo family be holding back these few days?"

Before he finished speaking, a gust of eerie wind suddenly swept through the forest.

Lu Chen looked up sharply; he smelled blood.

"Something is approaching." Yun Niang flicked her wrist, and the formation flags silently sank into the earth.

In the distance, tree shadows swayed, and a black figure stumbled forward. It was a Luo family guard, covered in blood.

The person fell beside the bonfire, their throat making a gurgling sound. With their last ounce of strength, they hoarsely shouted:

"...Blood Spirit Sect... surrounding..."

As they spoke, their hand was raised, and a flash of saber light severed it, rolling it directly into the furnace.

Boundless poisonous gas exploded within and was refined.

"A trap!" Lu Chen took down the guard with a single saber strike, then sprang up. His Soul Severing Saber slashed through the air, its blade energy arcing like a moon towards the depths of the dense forest.

BOOM!

Dozens of dark figures leaped down from the treetops. The three leading them wore black robes that billowed in the wind, their pressure like mountains—they were the three peak Foundation Establishment cultivators serving the Luo Family!

The elder in the center sneered, "You little beast, you reacted quickly. Too bad, you're still too late."

The three Foundation Establishment cultivators pressed in, forming a triangle formation. Behind them, dozens of death warriors had already formed an array, blocking off any escape routes.

Lu Chen let out a cold laugh and activated his Wind and Thunder Steps. His body moved like lightning, weaving through the attackers to instantly appear behind the cultivator on the left.

His saber energy surged, aimed directly at the opponent's neck!

That cultivator reacted swiftly, raising a bronze shield with his backhand.

BOOM!

The bronze shield shattered upon impact.

"What?!" The cultivator recoiled in horror. Lu Chen, however, had already closed the distance, his left palm thrusting directly into the cultivator's chest.

Squelch! Blood splattered. The cultivator's eyes widened as he fell. Before his body even hit the ground, it was swallowed by the furnace.

The other two cultivators roared in fury at the sight. One swung his sword, summoning lightning, while the other formed a hand seal, conjuring nine fire pythons.

Lu Chen advanced instead of retreating. His Wind and Thunder Steps carried him through the air, his saber light weaving like a net, slicing the fire pythons into a sky full of embers.

The lightning struck. Lu Chen endured it head-on with his Qi and Blood Protective Aura, then flipped his hand, stabbing his saber through the opponent's dantian.

The last Foundation Establishment cultivator's eyes were about to split open. He pulled out a blood-red jade talisman and crushed it, "Please, Ancestor, descend!"

The jade talisman exploded, and a phantom image materialized from the void. It was actually a wisp of the Luo Family Ancestor Luo Tianxiong's divine sense!

The phantom raised its hand and unleashed a palm strike, its Golden Core pressure descending like the heavens.