"Madam, what do you mean by this?"
"What do you think?"
The young married woman's slender, jade-white fingers traced across the swordsman's neck.
"Are you trying to seduce me, madam?"
"Don't make it sound so crude. I simply want to get to know you more deeply."
"But you have a husband, madam..."
"Would a lecher like you care about that? Or do you have the lust but not the guts?"
"Then I'd be terribly disappointed."
The young woman let out a wistful sigh, as though she truly felt disappointed.
Yet the sleazy swordsman replied with righteous conviction.
"You may have misunderstood, madam. I merely hope your husband can watch from the sidelines. If necessary, he could even lend a hand."
"..."
The young woman's expression briefly stiffened.
A flicker of disgust crossed her eyes as she looked at the filthy grin plastered across the sleazy swordsman's face, but she quickly suppressed it.
She said coldly,
"Enough. Let's dispense with the nonsense. If you're willing to investigate that fiend at the Demon Venerable Pavilion, I can give you a copy of the Sword Canon! It's a supreme-grade Earth Tier cultivation technique. And I can spend a night with you. What do you say?"
"Well..."
"What, you're unwilling? Then forget it."
"It makes no difference to me whether that fiend dies anyway."
"Unwilling? How could I possibly be unwilling? But surely you should give me a deposit, madam? As I said before, I don't put much faith in the promises of Demon Cult members."
The sleazy swordsman rubbed his hands together, looking positively impatient.
The young woman snorted coldly.
A jade slip appeared in her palm, and she tossed it straight into the swordsman's hands.
"The Sword Canon is in there. Consider it your deposit. As for the rest, I'll fulfill my promise once you finish your investigation."
"How generous of you, madam. I'll sneak into the Demon Venerable Pavilion to investigate within the next two days. Just make your preparations early."
As he spoke, the sleazy swordsman tucked the jade slip into his robes, turned, and flew toward the cave entrance. Upon reaching it, he seemed to remember something and tossed out one more remark.
"Please have your husband prepare himself as well, madam..."
Soon, the sleazy swordsman was gone.
The old man also found an excuse to leave.
Only the young woman and her husband remained in the cave.
The man's face was livid, and towering murderous intent radiated from him.
"What did you mean by that just now?"
He angrily demanded an explanation from her.
"Nothing in particular. I just wanted that swordsman to investigate."
"Then are you really going to spend a night with him?"
"Of course not."
The young woman rolled her eyes coquettishly, her face full of disdain.
"I may be as fickle as flowing water and drifting willow, but that doesn't mean I'll take anyone who comes along. A fellow like that would disgust me even with the lights out."
"Then why did you agree?"
"Because he's certain to die. I've already poisoned the jade slip. Once that poison enters his soul, it's extremely difficult to remove. But once it takes effect, I'll be able to control him easily. Do you understand?"
"So that's it."
The man let out a small sigh of relief.
"But if we kill him just like that, won't it affect the plan?"
"Affect what plan? If the Demon Venerable has suffered cultivation deviation and is severely injured, we won't need his help."
"If the Demon Venerable hasn't suffered cultivation deviation, he won't survive or make it out anyway. Isn't that a foolproof plan?"
"That's true."
The man nodded. As though something had occurred to him, he gritted his teeth and said,
"The moonlight... is lovely tonight. Shall we put out the lights and turn in together?"
At those words, the young woman rolled her eyes at him, utterly baffled. Finally, she frowned and said,
"You seem to have forgotten what I just said."
"I don't like ugly men."
With that, the young woman drifted away, completely ignoring the gloom and frustration in his eyes.
She soon arrived at the Back Mountain Hot Spring.
Seeing no one around, she slipped out of her long dress and began soaking in the spring.
Amid the curling mist,
The sky was ink-black, and the young woman's face was red.
Meanwhile, after leaving the cave, the sleazy swordsman arrived at a small courtyard.
"Protector!"
"Protector!"
His subordinates knelt respectfully on the ground, greeting him one after another.
The swordsman said nothing. Only after returning to his room did he summon his most trusted subordinate.
"I have a task for you. Within the next two days, secretly infiltrate the Demon Venerable Pavilion and find out whether that fiend is severely injured. Once you succeed, I can give you a Profound Tier cultivation technique."
The subordinate froze, his expression shifting uncertainly.
"What, you're unwilling?"
He asked coldly, a faint murderous intent emanating from him.
"I'm willing. I would brave boiling water and raging fire for you, Protector."
"Good. Go."
The sleazy swordsman waved a hand. Once his subordinate had left, his face filled with cold mockery.
"Trying to seduce me? It won't be that easy! I'm no fool. Why would I throw my life away so readily? It's only a matter of probing his strength, and this subordinate of mine is quite capable. It makes no difference who goes. In exchange for a Heaven Tier cultivation technique, it's worth it."
He kept sneering.
Half an hour later...
In another courtyard.
His trusted right-hand man spoke gravely to a man.
"You're the inner-court disciple I value most. I have a difficult mission for you. If you accept, I can give you a Human Tier cultivation technique. If you refuse, you can die."
"...I accept."
After hesitating for a long while, the inner-court disciple finally nodded and left the courtyard with the tragic resolve of a man marching to his death.
Another half hour later, in the Demon Cult's outer court.
The inner-court disciple looked coldly at the person kneeling before him.
"Did you hear what I just said clearly? Here's an introductory Demon Cult cultivation technique. Once you succeed, it's yours."
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Chapter 14: Watching the Battle
As the night deepened, outside Wutong Courtyard.
Fang Yang stood with his hands behind his back, his black robes billowing.
He still held the booklet he had taken from a Spring Passion Hall disciple. After reading two final pages, he confidently put it away.
Excellent. After an hour of practice, I've completely mastered the booklet's first move. I'll definitely give the Princess Consort a tremendous surprise and show her just how formidable I am.
Knock, knock!
Knock, knock!
Brimming with confidence, he knocked on the door.
Inside a room in Wutong Courtyard.
Watching the Princess Consort, who had been leafing through the Fox Enchantress Booklet and practicing its poses ever since her bath, the little maid bit her lip, her eyes full of worry.
Finally, she cautiously approached the Princess Consort.
"Princess Consort, are you still going to assassinate that fiend?"
"Of course. I already have a foolproof plan. Tonight, that fiend is certain to die."
The Princess Consort answered without hesitation or even looking up, sometimes bending her supple waist, sometimes bracing herself against the bed.
"But... that fiend is sinister and cunning. I'm afraid he won't be so easily deceived. He might even take advantage of you, Princess Consort."
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