154: Chapter 154 Fire Extinguisher? I Refusal

He was not afraid of Su Mianyue. The Luoyun Sect was filled with competing factions; his Tianhuo Peak and Su Mianyue's Luoxia Peak were sworn enemies that had always been at odds over resources.

Thinking that a stunningly beautiful female Cultivator, who might have a close relationship with his sworn enemy Su Mianyue, was about to submit to him, Meng Si felt his blood boiling.

Seeing Meng Si remain silent and unable to read his thoughts, you rested your hand quietly on your hidden inner pocket, where your last Azure Wave Slash Talisman was kept.

If even the Azure Wave Slash couldn't solve the problem, she would have no choice but to use power that did not belong to her.

When that time came, someone would be crying.

The silence lasted for several breaths.

Meng Si suddenly laughed.

He laughed as he turned and walked to the table, picked up a teacup, took a sip, and then turned back to look down at you, chuckling mockingly: "Lin Shuangwan, oh Lin Shuangwan, do you really think you can threaten me by holding a token from Su Mianyue?"

At this point, he paused, the smile on his lips deepening.

"Furthermore..."

He picked up the teacup and took a slow sip.

"Su Mianyue went to the White Sand Sea Area to execute a Sect mission more than half a year ago, and there has been no news of her since."

His gaze passed over the rim of the teacup, watching you with a smirk.

"Perhaps she is already dead out there."

Upon hearing this news, your pupils constricted sharply.

Meng Si watched your reaction and sneered with great satisfaction: "Besides, I have a flaw; I don't like it when others refuse me. Others might fear the rules set by the Zhao family, but I don't. The Zhao family's law enforcement team can't reach the head of an Inner Sect Disciple of my Luoyun Sect!"

"I will give you two days to consider." Meng Si held up two fingers and waved them in front of you. "In two days, I hope you will be sensible and wash yourself clean, okay? Otherwise... suffer the consequences."

After saying this, he stepped over the threshold and walked away without looking back.

You were the only one left in the room.

You stood where you were, watching the slightly swaying door curtain of the room, your eyes cold to the extreme.

"You're courting death." You spat these words out coldly in your heart.

The white smoke in the incense burner was still curling upwards.

You looked down at the emerald green token in your palm, your thumb unconsciously stroking the crescent moon pattern on it.

Su Mianyue went to the White Sand Sea Area.

There has been no news since.

She might already be dead.

"Sister Su... is dead?" You couldn't help but whisper these words.

The face of that cold, gentle woman in green appeared in your mind: the back that blocked the Yao Beast for you in the Ten Thousand Mountains, the side profile with slightly furrowed brows while treating your wounds, and the action of forcefully stuffing the Storage Pouch into your hand at the time of parting.

An indescribable feeling welled up in your heart.

Was it a pity that your only connection to the Luoyun Sect was severed? Or were you genuinely worried about Su Mianyue's life or death?

Perhaps it was both.

You put the token away, took a deep breath, and calmed your mood.

In fact, from the day you decided to stop disguising yourself and came out to make money with this face, you had thought that this day might come.

Beauty is a double-edged sword; you can use it to be like a fish in water among the lowest-level Cultivators and gain significant benefits, but naturally, you might also be coveted by those who think they are high and mighty, and thus be hurt by it.

But you did not regret it, because without these Spirit Stones, it would be impossible for your cultivation to have reached its current Realm within two years. If you had chosen to hide your talents back then, you would likely still be stuck at the fourth or fifth level of Aperture Opening.

The problem now is that Meng Si probably won't give up.

You need intelligence.

Early the next morning, you found Wang Jie.

"Brother Jie, help me ask about someone." You caught Wang Jie in the back alley.

Wang Jie was gnawing on a piece of dry food for breakfast and nearly choked when he heard this: "Who?"

"Meng Si."

Wang Jie's expression suddenly became complicated. He swallowed the food in his mouth, looked you up and down, and lowered his voice: "He came looking for you?"

"Yes."

Wang Jie was silent for a few breaths. The usual playful look on his face faded for the most part. He scratched the back of his head, looked left and right, then looked at you, and sighed.

"Wait for my news."

You nodded.

That evening, not long after you returned to your residence, you heard a soft sound.

A pebble flew in from outside the window and landed steadily at your feet.

The pebble was wrapped with a thin piece of paper.

You picked it up and unfolded it, revealing Wang Jie's crooked handwriting.

"Meng Si, Late Stage Qi Refining, Disciple of Tianhuo Peak, practices the Tianhuo Peak's direct lineage fire-element Cultivation Technique 'Red Flame True Art'. This technique is overbearing; during the cultivation process, fire poison accumulates in the body, requiring regular Dual Cultivation with female Cultivators to expel the poison, otherwise, it will backlash against himself.

"Meng Si currently has seven concubines on the surface, all of whom are beautiful Loose Cultivator female Cultivators without backgrounds. During the poison expulsion process, these female Cultivators are infected with some fire poison; although not fatal, it affects their cultivation speed, and in the long run, it reduces their Lifespan."

"There have been seven past victims, all of whom eventually succumbed without exception. One of them originally had a Dao Companion at the Middle Stage of Qi Refining protecting her, but Meng Si found an excuse to cripple the Dao Companion's cultivation."

"His father, Meng Xiangyun, is a High Grade Rank 1 Talisman Maker, and one-third of the properties on the East Street of Qingyue Market are under his name. Meng Si has considerable connections in the Luoyun Sect's Tianhuo Peak and is about to compete for the position of True Disciple."

After reading the note, you lit it and burned it to ashes.

The firelight reflected on your face, flickering on and off.

So, he wanted to use you as a fire extinguisher and a Cauldron.

The next morning, you did not go to the counter.

Of course, it was impossible for you to agree.

Of course, if he wanted to play dirty, you were ready to accompany him at any time, though you didn't know if he could handle it.

You went directly to the inner hall of Xuanmo Workshop.

Meng Si was sitting behind the rosewood tea table, in the exact same position as yesterday, seemingly waiting for you to come.

Seeing you push the door open and enter, the corners of his mouth curled up slightly.

"What's the matter, Fairy Lin, have you figured it out?" Meng Si leaned back slightly, his gaze unscrupulously sweeping over your outline faintly visible under the veil. "I said it before, smart people always know how to choose."

You stood at the doorway without walking in, your voice very flat: "Young Master Meng, I thought about it all night and have thought it through clearly."

Meng Si put down the teacup, leaned forward slightly, and there was a bit more interest in his eyes.

"I refuse."

The smile on the corners of Meng Si's mouth froze instantly.

He narrowed his eyes, and a dangerous light flashed in his gaze: "Do you know what you are saying?"

"Of course I do." You looked straight into his eyes and suddenly sneered: "Whatever means you have, Young Master Meng, feel free to use them. I, Lin Shuangwan, will accompany you to the end."

After speaking, you turned and left.

Meng Si was stunned for a moment.