Someone muttered absentmindedly, an uncontrollable greed and restlessness rising in their eyes.
Despite the intense gazes from everyone present, the woman in the black dress didn't even flinch, as if those around her were nothing more than a bunch of chickens and dogs.
The middle-aged Rogue Cultivator who had been talking loudly just moments before was now staring intently at the woman in the black dress's waist, his desire almost tangible.
The next moment, his face turned a deep purplish-red.
He was extremely concerned about his reputation and considered himself a prominent figure among the Rogue Cultivator. Now, being publicly called a "good-for-nothing" by a woman, his anger and shame instantly intertwined.
He grinned maliciously, abruptly stood up, and, wielding a machete, moved toward the corner.
"You little vixen, you've got some nerve!"
"What I say is none of your business to question."
The middle-aged swordsman glanced behind the woman in the black dress; there was no one there, and he couldn't sense any powerful spiritual energy fluctuations.
In his view, this was nothing more than some ignorant young lady from a noble family sneaking out to broaden her horizons.
"I'll let your young age fool me, and I won't argue with you."
He grinned, revealing a mouthful of yellow teeth, his eyes lingering brazenly on the woman's chest.
"If you obediently drink a few jars of good wine with me and take a nap, then everything that just happened will be forgiven. Otherwise..."
"Oh? Or what?"
The woman in the black dress chuckled softly and finally slowly turned her head.
The black veil fluttered slightly in the wind.
Those eyes, hidden behind the black veil, were like two deep, bottomless purple vortexes; as their light shimmered, everything else paled in comparison.
The entire restaurant hall fell into a deathly silence.
The moment everyone's gaze met those eyes, it all turned into boundless fascination and dazed stare.
Even the arrogant middle-aged swordsman stood frozen in place, his soul completely captivated.
It's so beautiful.
It was eerily beautiful, breathtakingly beautiful.
The woman in the black dress had slightly curved red lips, and her breath was as fragrant as orchids.
"A mere cat or dog, yet so confident."
"Pity..."
Before he could finish speaking...
Her gaze casually swept over the several martial artists behind the middle-aged swordsman.
Deep within his eyes, two eerie, unpredictable purple lights suddenly flashed.
The group of rogue Rogue Cultivator, who Orthodox God, suddenly had their pupils filled with a scarlet, murderous aura.
"Kill!!"
Without warning, a violent roar tore the restaurant apart.
The four martial artists surrounding the middle-aged Rogue Cultivator were all Rogue Cultivator at the seventh or eighth level of the Heavenly Origin Realm. At this moment, they were like madmen who had lost their minds. They drew their weapons from their waists and rushed towards the middle-aged Rogue Cultivator cultivator without fear of death.
"Are you all crazy?!"
The middle-aged Rogue Cultivator was terrified and hastily drew his sword to parry.
"I am a respected elder of the Heavenly Star Sect! How dare you..."
Pfft!
Before he could finish speaking, a short blade had already pierced his throat.
Immediately afterwards, a flurry of sword flashes and shadows rained down, and in the blink of an eye, the sounds of flesh being torn apart exploded incessantly.
Blood splattered like a waterfall onto the tables, chairs, and walls.
The middle-aged Rogue Cultivator cultivator who was still shouting just a moment ago was chopped into a bloody mess of pieces before he could even unleash his protective spiritual power.
The stench was overwhelming.
The hall was deathly silent.
Immediately afterwards, a scream of extreme terror rose into the sky!
"She's a devil! She's a devil!!"
"Sorcery! Run!!"
The patrons were terrified and scrambled to escape towards the door.
The black light in the eyes of the controlled martial artists faded quietly after they had dismembered the middle-aged Rogue Cultivator.
They stared blankly at their hands covered in blood and severed limbs, then screamed in agony and rushed out of the restaurant in utter terror.
The entire first-floor hall was littered with corpses, leaving only a scene of utter devastation.
And from beginning to end.
The woman in the black dress by the window didn't even flinch at the hem of her dress.
She didn't even use a trace of spiritual power; with just a glance, she caused several Heavenly Origin Realm warriors to kill each other.
The woman in the black dress gracefully rested her chin on her hand, glancing casually at the pieces of meat on the ground, as if she had merely crushed a few noisy flies.
Her purple eyes shifted slightly, piercing through the window lattice, and landed on the towering Pill Pavilion Headquarters in the distance.
"These past few days, the Pill Pavilion has been secretly collecting large quantities of demonic beast corpses..."
The woman in the black dress muttered to herself:
" Pill Pavilion wouldn't do such a thing... Could this be his doing?"
The woman in the black dress smiled slightly, revealing a captivating smile.
"Now that the seal on the stone tablet has been broken... it's time to go and meet the young prince consort of the Great Qian Dynasty."
At this moment, in a secluded private room on the second floor of the restaurant.
Two figures, separated by a curtain, witnessed the bloody and bizarre scene below.
Elder Li, what do you think?
The young man spoke in a deep voice, his face sinister, and beneath the wide sleeve of his right hand was a newly grown right arm.
It was Qin Hao, the Holy Son of the Cangyun Sect.
The gray-robed elder sitting opposite him had Spiritual Qi as condensed as a mountain. He was Li Ce, an inner sect elder with real power who had been newly sent by the Cangyun Sect to protect him.
The Divine Sea Realm Eighth Level!
Li Ce stared intently at the figure in the black dress downstairs, his eyes filled with surprise and seriousness.
"Holy Son, this woman's methods are extremely unpredictable; this old man... cannot see through her true nature."
"Can't see through it?" Qin Hao frowned deeply.
Li Ce took a deep breath and whispered, "There was no trace of spiritual energy fluctuation, nor any talisman activated. It was purely a matter of forcibly seizing someone's mind in an instant through some extremely bizarre method!"
"Such methods are unheard of in this old man, but I can sense... an extremely deadly aura emanating from her."
Upon hearing this, Qin Hao not only did not back down, but a fanatical greed rose deep in his eyes.
Even Elder Li, who Divine Sea Realm Eighth Level, couldn't see through it?
This is no ordinary woman!
Most importantly, there is absolutely no such person among the seven major sects of the Eastern Continent.
Since he is neither a member of the Seven Sects nor a member of the Great Qian Imperial Family, he is most likely a descendant of a reclusive Lineage or a mysterious force.
If only I could win over a woman who possesses both mysterious skills and unparalleled beauty...
Qin Hao licked his dry lips, straightened his cloud-patterned brocade robe, and suddenly stood up.
"Holy Son, you mustn't!" Li Ce's heart skipped a beat, and he quickly sent a telepathic message to dissuade her. "This woman's background is unknown, and her methods are ruthless. Making contact with her rashly may lead to unforeseen consequences."
Elder Li is overthinking it.
Qin Hao smiled arrogantly, his words full of self-importance. "This Holy Son is a successor of the Cangyun Sect, and I went there with the intention of making friends. One doesn't hit a smiling face, so would she dare to attack me for no reason?"
"Besides, with Elder Li by her side, she can't cause any trouble."
Seeing that Qin Hao was determined to do so, Li Ce could only sigh and follow closely behind.
Step, step, step.
The footsteps were particularly clear in the empty lobby on the first floor.
Qin Hao walked with a leisurely gait, wearing what he thought was a gentle and warm smile, and went straight to the table a few steps away from the woman in the black dress.
A strange, cool fragrance, like that of orchids, wafted over, stirring a slight, primal fire within Qin Hao's lower abdomen.
He took a deep breath, suppressing the surging desire in his heart, and demurely cupped his hands in greeting:
"I am Qin Hao, the Holy Son of the Cangyun Sect. I was deeply impressed by your extraordinary skills just now, and I apologize for disturbing you. I hope you will forgive me."
The woman in the black dress slowly turned her head.
Through the thin black veil, she sized up the well-dressed young man before her.
Involuntarily, the image of that day outside the Pill Pavilion auction, when Chu Yunfei led Ling Xueyao away, flashed into his mind—his pathetic, furious, and utterly incompetent appearance.
The woman's red lips curved slightly, a hint of mockery flashing in her eyes:
"Oh? So it's... the 'famous' Saintly Holy Son Qin."
She emphasized the words "famous" very much, with a slight upward slant at the end, carrying an air of playful mirth.
When Qin Hao was swept over by those stunningly beautiful purple eyes so close to his face, half of his bones went limp.
He took it as a compliment to his reputation, and his confidence soared. He straightened his back and laughed:
"A mere empty title, not worth mentioning. May I ask your name, young lady? If this is your first time visiting the capital, I, the Holy Son, would be happy to extend the hospitality of a host."
The woman in the black dress rested her chin on her hand, her eyes filled with even more mockery.
"My humble name is not worth mentioning."
"It seems that Holy Son Qin has recently gained considerable fame in the capital."
Upon hearing this, Qin Hao's smile froze.
Becoming famous?
What kind of reputation could he possibly have in the capital?!
However, in the Jingyuan Hall, Chu Yunfei, a discarded disciple of the Heavenly Origin Realm, severed his right arm with a single sword strike in front of the Great Qian Imperial Family, making him a laughingstock throughout the entire Eastern Continent.
Recalling this incident, Qin Hao clenched his teeth, a savage killing intent lurking in his eyes like a venomous snake.
That damned Chu Yunfei.
If Chen Xuanhai hadn't perished in the battle at the desolate mountain and Chu Yunfei hadn't disappeared without a trace, he would have torn that good-for-nothing to pieces long ago!
Qin Hao felt a surge of anger rising in his chest, and a hint of ferocity flashed in his eyes, but he managed to suppress it.
He chuckled twice, stood with his hands behind his back, and arrogantly raised his chin:
"Haha, young lady, don't believe the lies spread by these common folk!"
"Back then in the Jingyuan Hall, it was only because I, the Holy Son, considered the royal family's feelings and was careless for a moment that I was ambushed by that good-for-nothing."
Qin Hao took a deep breath, and the powerful aura of the Divine Sea Realm Second Layer suddenly erupted from his body, his eyes revealing a murderous intent:
"Now, not only has my severed arm been reattached, but I have also obtained the blessing of a sixth-grade divine pill, broken through to the Sea Transformation realm, and achieved mastery of martial arts!"
"If Chu Yunfei dares to appear before me again, I will take his head within three moves!"
An arrogant voice echoed in the deathly silent hall.
The woman in the black dress blinked, a hint of pity and mockery, as if looking at an idiot, surfacing deep within her purple eyes.
Can he take Chu Yunfei's head in three moves?
According to the information she had, Chu Yunfei had already beaten an elder at the Divine Sea Realm Sixth Layer to the point of life or death in the back mountain of the Jade Firmament Sect some time ago.
This guy in front of me only broke through to the Divine Sea Second Layer, yet he dares to boast that he can kill the opponent in three moves?
That's truly... hopelessly stupid.
The woman in the black dress covered her mouth and chuckled softly, then stood up and said quietly:
"So the Holy Son Qin is this incredibly brave!"
She moved with light, graceful steps, brushing past Qin Hao, leaving behind a waft of alluring fragrance:
"Then I'm truly looking forward to... seeing how heroic Holy Son Qin will be when he meets him in the grand competition two days from now."
Qin Hao's expression suddenly changed, and he blurted out:
"Wait! What do you mean by that, young lady?!"
How do you know that Chu Yunfei will definitely show up in two days?!
The Cangyun Sect has sent out countless people during this period, almost turning the imperial city upside down, but they still couldn't find a trace of Chu Yunfei.
How could this woman possibly know?!
The woman in the black dress paused slightly, turned around and smiled; that fleeting allure almost made the entire restaurant pale in comparison.
"This... is not something that Holy Son Qin should be inquiring about."
After speaking, her black dress swayed slightly, and the woman's figure disappeared like a ghost into the sunlight outside the door, leaving no trace.
Qin Hao stood frozen in place, his expression shifting constantly, his eyes filled with a sinister glint.
Two days later... will Chu Yunfei really dare to show up?
He whirled around, staring at the empty street, his fingers cracking as he muttered to himself:
" Chu Yunfei... you'd better really dare to come!"
"This time, without the protection of the royal family, without Ling Xueyao by my side... I, the Holy Son, will surely grind you to dust in front of the whole world!!"
(P. S.: The woman in the black dress appeared at the end of Chapter 118. I don't need to explain, you should all be able to guess her identity...)