179: Guaranteed profit

A moment later.

Yun Qingyao and Li Yunsong had arrived at the Hundred Battles Pavilion, the most famous dining spot in the Tiance Military Prefecture.

Right away, Li Yunsong gritted his teeth and ordered two pots of "kaixuan."

To get Yun Qingyao drunk, he specifically said, "Junior Sister Qingyao, this kaixuan is precious. Only by carefully savoring its taste can you gain something from it.

If you can even taste a hint of the Marshal's triumphant spirit and arrogance within it, then you've truly profited."

Yun Qingyao nodded, "I certainly won't let down Senior Apprentice Li for preparing such fine wine for Qing Yao."

Li Yunsong filled Yun Qingyao's cup.

"Junior Sister, have a cup first and see?"

Yun Qingyao picked up the wine cup and took a sip.

After one cup of wine, she felt her entire body's Qi and blood ignite.

The Spiritual Qi within her Meridians became even more active, and the feeling of being on the verge of a Breakthrough to Late Stage Qi Refining returned.

"Good wine!"

Yun Qingyao spoke these words with genuine sincerity.

This was indeed good wine, countless times better than the so-called immortal brew of Lingwu City!

A sense of superiority welled up in Yun Qingyao's heart.

So what if you, Jiang Ning, are a Nascent Soul Cultivator?

I can enter the Tiance Military Prefecture, but can you?

I can come to the Hundred Battles Pavilion and drink this kaixuan, but can you?

She had a feeling of revenge and pleasure, having been constantly suppressed by Jiang Ning before, and now finally finding something that could suppress Jiang Ning.

Li Yunsong's heart bled as he watched Yun Qingyao drink the wine so "hastily."

I gave you this wine to drink, and this is how you drink it?

He took a sip.

Carefully savoring the taste within.

Looking at Yun Qingyao's expression, Li Yunsong swore he would definitely get it all back from Yun Qingyao!

"Junior Sister Qingyao, come, drink more!"

"Then I thank Senior Apprentice Li."

Yun Qingyao also wanted to drink more, hoping to use this opportunity to Breakthrough her cultivation to Late Stage Qi Refining.

Just as the two were enjoying their drinks.

Gu Yanqing was curled up in a dark corner, doubting himself.

He looked at his body.

Shiny and bright.

He truly couldn't understand, was he as unhygienic as Yun Qingyao said?

Also, what did she mean he liked to roll Dung Beetle balls?

As a Dung Beetle, to have some primal, instinctive desire for Dung Beetle balls, could that be controlled by him?

No!

So, rolling Dung Beetle balls was something a Dung Beetle did, what did it have to do with him, Gu Yanqing?

As for being unhygienic, that was even more absurd. Seriously, how many Dung Beetles showered every day?

If it weren't for this body being beneficial for evading the Demon Race, and convenient for hiding with Yun Qingyao, he would have already performed Possession on someone else and abandoned this disgusting body.

At this moment, the Spiritual Horse in the stable whinnied.

Then it began to defecate.

Gu Yanqing was stunned.

Damn it, that primal instinct was back again!

...The scene returned to the Hundred Battles Pavilion of the Tiance Military Prefecture.

After three rounds of drinks.

Yun Qingyao, who hadn't used Spiritual Qi to expel the alcohol from her body, was feeling lightheaded.

But she could still feel the restless Qi and blood within her, wishing she could perform a few Martial Skills right now.

Her Meridians, previously blocked by bad luck, were directly cleared by the active Spiritual Qi.

Flowing smoothly without obstruction.

Li Yunsong struck while the iron was hot and had the waiter bring two more pots.

"Junior Sister Qingyao, have more."

"Coming!"

Yun Qingyao was dizzy, but her voice unconsciously rose a few notches.

Cup after cup of wine.

Yun Qingyao, who had never drunk like this before, took another cup, then mumbled, "I can still drink," and promptly collapsed onto the table.

She had passed out.

Li Yunsong smiled.

He looked to both sides.

After confirming no one was around, he stood up, sat beside Yun Qingyao, and tentatively called out.

"Junior Sister Qingyao? Junior Sister Qingyao?"

No one answered.

Li Yunsong smiled, pulled out a dagger, and moved closer to Yun Qingyao's hair.

Jiang Ning's mission didn't specify how much each strand was worth, only a general mention of the reward.

But Li Yunsong felt it definitely wasn't just one strand, otherwise, how many High-Grade Spirit Stones would that be?

To be safe, he should take a bit more.

Li Yunsong looked at Yun Qingyao's hair, swallowing his saliva.

These weren't just strands of hair.

These were all High-Grade Spirit Stones!

He raised his hand.

Just as the dagger was about to fall on Yun Qingyao's hair.

Yun Qingyao suddenly woke up.

She looked at Li Yunsong sitting beside her and asked groggily, "Senior Brother, what are you doing?"

Li Yunsong quickly and discreetly put the dagger back into his Storage Pouch.

He gave a dry laugh and said, "I saw you passed out, so I thought I'd pat you to wake you up. After drinking this wine, it's best to quickly refine the Spiritual Qi within it while the effects are strong."

"So that's it!"

Yun Qingyao felt a little touched.

She was already drunk, and Senior Apprentice Li was still so considerate.

It seemed that the thoughtfulness he showed her before wasn't faked.

"Thank you, Senior Brother, I can manage myself."

She swayed as she stood up.

"Senior Brother, let's go."

Li Yunsong: ...Damn it, I was just a hair's breadth away from succeeding!

He looked down, and Li Yunsong was delighted. He found a few strands of broken hair at Yun Qingyao's seat. Although not many, it was better than no harvest.

He said to Yun Qingyao, "Junior Sister, I've already settled the bill. You go downstairs and wait for me first. I saw a friend, I'll chat for a bit and then come find you."

"Okay!"

Yun Qingyao staggered down the stairs, holding onto the railing.

Once Yun Qingyao's figure disappeared from view.

Li Yunsong was overjoyed.

He quickly knelt under the table to check if there were any of Yun Qingyao's broken hairs.

Yun Qingyao was indeed as the rumors said, suffering from severe hair loss!

In this short time, he had actually found seven of Yun Qingyao's fallen hairs!

Excellent!

One hundred High-Grade Spirit Stones in hand!

This meal, not only did he not lose money, but he even made money!

...But this was not Li Yunsong's ultimate goal.

His ultimate goal was to obtain Yun Qingyao's essence blood, or at least some of her blood.

He had to firmly grasp this opportunity to get rich overnight.

So.

Throughout this week.

Li Yunsong constantly coaxed and pampered Yun Qingyao, gaining her trust and affection.

He was just waiting for the day to "fatten up" Yun Qingyao and "slaughter" her.

Yun Qingyao looked at the things Li Yunsong brought every day.

She had a sense of déjà vu, like being back at the Bixiao Sect, where the entire sect doted on her.

But she always felt uneasy in her heart.

It wasn't until she called out "Mr. Yan" in her room and reached into her hair for "Mr. Yan" that she realized Mr. Yan had been gone for a long time.

Yun Qingyao was slightly panicked.

She was convinced that Mr. Yan couldn't leave her and would return to her soon.

But she was wrong.

This time, it seemed Mr. Yan truly wouldn't be coming back.

"No, I have to go find Mr. Yan!"

Yun Qingyao got out of bed.

Mr. Yan was a Golden Core-level expert, and in the future, he would be a Nascent Soul, Soul Transformation... She couldn't lose such an asset!