Chu Feng kept his body tense, not daring to fall asleep for a long time. But in the end, his spiritual energy gave out, and he drifted off.
In a hazy dream, he saw himself dressed in a groom’s outfit, standing in a room with flickering candlelight. A woman in a bridal gown sat at the edge of the bed.
He slowly walked over and nervously lifted the red bridal veil, revealing a cool delicate face. Like a celestial maiden from the heavens.
The maiden softly parted her cherry lips and said, “Husband.”
“Sister Saintess!”
He widened his eyes, but before he could react, a furious shout erupted behind him.
“You brat! You defiled my purity! And married my Xueyao! I’ll kill you!”
Liu Shijing said, her face dark and full of rage.
“Wait, Senior! Let me explain!”
He was about to explain when another voice came from beside him.
“Senior? You brat, it’s our wedding night….still calling me that?”
“!!!”
He quickly turned his head, only to see that the bridal-gowned Liu Xueyao from before had now turned into Liu Shijing, her mature and charming face glowing with blissful shyness.
“Husband!”
Liu Xueyao suddenly appeared at the doorway, holding a firewood chopper in her hand and mumbling:
“Hehe… Husband… I was the one who came first… So why… why did it end up being Auntie?”
The next moment, a flash of white light—
Suddenly, Chu Feng jolted awake.
Gasping for breath, Chu Feng lay there still shaken, staring at the unfamiliar ceiling. It took quite a while before he finally let out a slow sigh of relief.
Thank goodness… it was all just a dream.
Still, that nightmare of a love-triangle death scene was terrifying. If he took even one wrong step, he might really end up with a “cleaver ending”.
Chu Feng tried to raise his hand to wipe the cold sweat off his forehead only to realize he couldn’t move his arms.
Turns out, both Liu Xueyao and Liu Shijing, lying on either side of him, were each hugging one of his arms tightly, burying them in two distinctly different kinds of softness.
One was cold and elegant like a fairy; the other, mature and alluring. And since they were aunt and niece, their faces shared more than a few similarities.
Not only were they clinging to his arms, but Liu Shijing had even thrown one of her smooth, shapely legs over him right on top of Little Chu who was clearly struggling to reach for the stars.
Chu Feng carefully tried to extract his arms, then tiptoed his way over Liu Shijing’s body and safely got out of bed, making a hasty escape.
As soon as Chu Feng left, Liu Shijing who had been pretending to sleep all along slowly opened her eyes. Her gaze, however, was now filled with embarrassment.
In fact, she had woken up not long ago only to find herself clinging so intimately to that brat. She was stunned.
In her sleep, she had subconsciously mistaken the brat for Xueyao.
And then… she felt the forceful pressure against her thigh. It made her body stiffen and brought back tingling memories.
She had just been about to quietly move her leg away when the boy in her arms furrowed his brow and let out a soft groan. She immediately stopped moving and shut her eyes tight again.
Seeing that Xueyao hadn’t woken up, she sighed in relief. Thankfully, her niece didn’t catch her in that… compromising position.
Just as Liu Shijing had that thought, Liu Xueyao who was right across from her opened her eyes. The clarity in her gaze made it obvious: she had been pretending to sleep as well.
Liu Shijing: “……”
***
Chu Feng, meanwhile, was splashing cold water on his face, trying to calm himself down.
Liu Shijing was still in the room, and the memory of Aunt Zi’s proposal resurfaced in his mind, making his head ache.
Better to go see Aunt Zi first. After a full day of training, maybe by tonight, Liu Shijing would have already left.
Honestly, dealing with just one of them, be it Liu Shijing or Liu Xueyao, was manageable.
But both of them at once? That was a nightmare. If only his cultivation were stronger…if he could strike a mighty pose, radiating the domineering aura of a true king, then surely both women would yield to him obediently.
But reality was cruel: with two powerhouse beauties getting upset, he was just a trembling newbie.
Unacceptable! He had to get stronger and fast!
***
Somewhere within the mountain forest near the Yaochi Holy Land—
Venerable Ghost Hand sat cross-legged, eyes closed, regulating his breath. Using the Soul Transferring Technique had indeed taken a toll on him.
Lin Ruo was meditating beside him, also recovering his spirit.
Suddenly, the space around them rippled violently.
With a loud bang, the space shattered—
Out stepped two bald men.
The two bald men looked exactly alike aside from the scars on their faces. Their entire beings radiated a sinister and baleful aura.
Venerable Ghost Hand opened his eyes and, upon seeing the two, smiled and said, “Blood Demon Twins. It’s been a hundred years. Still alive and well, I see.”
The elder of the Blood Demon Twins gave a cold snort and replied icily, “Cut the crap, Ghost Hand. You called us here claiming there’s a treasure capable of shaking the entire cultivation world. So…where is it?”
The younger twin sneered, his tone chilling. “Ghost Hand, you know we hate being fed empty promises. Even if it’s you.”
The Blood Demon Twins were both at eighth-rank cultivation. As twins, their coordination was flawless. When they joined forces, they could even stand toe-to-toe with a half-step ninth-rank cultivator.
Ghost Hand had summoned them for one purpose: to stall the Holy Master of Yaochi Holy Land Zi Xiner. As for the slumbering ninth-rank monsters deep within the Holy Land, they wouldn’t awaken unless the sect faced total annihilation.
“Of course, I wouldn’t deceive the two of you,” Ghost Hand said. “We’ve known each other for centuries. How could I not share such a rare opportunity with my brothers?”
The elder twin let out a mocking laugh. “Ghost Hand, knowing your character, I’m guessing this treasure is something even you can’t claim on your own. Otherwise, you would’ve hogged it already; no way you’d come calling for us.”
The younger twin stared at Ghost Hand and said, “Let’s not waste time. We’ve known each other too long for that. Speak, Ghost Hand.”
Dropping all pretense, Venerable Ghost Hand laid it out plainly: “It’s simple. All you need to do is keep Zi Xiner occupied. Leave the rest to me. If we succeed, I’ll give the two of you my century-old treasured Blood Pills.”
A century-old Blood Pill from an eighth-rank cultivator was considered priceless among demonic cultivators. It was rare even if one had the money.
But the Blood Demon Twins weren’t fools. Zi Xiner was the Holy Master of Yaochi Holy Land. For something like a mere century-old Blood Pill? Not worth it.
“If that’s all you’ve got, then my brother and I are leaving.”
The elder Blood Demon said with displeasure.
“Of course, that’s not all. I also have a bottle of Ten-Thousand-Year Spirit Milk!” Venerable Ghost Hand waved his sleeve, and a jade bottle flew toward the twins. “This is the deposit. If you complete the task perfectly, I’ll throw in another bottle.”
The Blood Demon Twins caught the jade bottle and opened it. Upon confirming it was indeed Ten-Thousand-Year Spirit Milk, they agreed without hesitation. “Deal!”
***
To avoid any awkward situations, Chu Feng decided to inform Aunt Zi in advance before heading over, just in case.
Aunt Zi replied, telling him to come in directly once he arrived.
Chu Feng walked up to a door and pushed it open. The scene before his eyes twisted, and the next moment, he found himself inside a room.
“Greetings, Aunt Zi!”
Just after greeting her, Chu Feng was startled to find that in the room, besides the white-haired beautiful woman, there were two other elegant and mature beauties.
One wore black, her face stunningly beautiful. Her very presence blended allure and seduction into a natural, seamless whole. The sword patterns on her clothes radiated a sharp, cutting sword intent.
The other was dressed in red, equally breathtaking in appearance. Her entire body exuded a noble aura, and her phoenix eyes brimmed with authority. Even without anger, she commanded respect like a sovereign empress descending upon the world.
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