567: Chapter 567 Seventeen Simulations

[Ding! The seventeenth simulation begins—]

[After the simulation starts, you repeatedly thought through your next plan in your mind.]

[Unknowingly, dawn broke.]

[You look at Liu Jinfeng kneeling nearby and lift her chin. A soft touch comes from your fingertips, like holding a piece of warm jade.]

[You can't help but pinch it gently.]

["Mmh—"]

[She lets out a coquettish cry, her cheeks slightly red, and sensibly stands up, sitting sideways on your lap.]

[You pat her buttocks, feeling a thick elasticity against your palm; your hand is bounced back.]

["Ah—!"]

[She lets out a soft cry, her cheeks burning instantly, her body trembling slightly, and her temperature clearly rising.]

[You lick your lips, steady your mind, and speak slowly: "Get up, follow me to the Imperial Capital. There are things to do."]

[A flash of disappointment passes through her eyes, but she still nods obediently.]

[Looking at her, you smile with satisfaction: "You look much more pleasing to the eye like this."]

[She lowers her head, the corners of her mouth curling slightly into a gentle smile, not daring to look at you.]

[You stand up and put your arm around her waist.]

[Her breathing suddenly quickens, her heart beating like a drum.]

[With a thought, the two of you appear in Liu Ruyan's courtyard in the Imperial Capital.]

[Inside the house, Liu Ruyan snaps her eyes open and walks out the door with squinted eyes.]

[She sees Liu Jinfeng, freezes for a moment, then walks over gracefully and bows: "Aunt, why are you here?"]

[She frowns at you again, her tone turning cold: "Why are you here? Get out!"]

[Liu Jinfeng stands beside you without speaking, only glancing at you.]

[Smiling at Liu Ruyan, you take two steps closer and tap her forehead lightly. An invisible force drills into her Sea of Consciousness.]

[Liu Ruyan stiffens, dazed on the spot. She feels her cultivation being sealed.]

[Her expression changes drastically as she looks at Liu Jinfeng: "Aunt, what is going on?"]

[Liu Jinfeng doesn't respond, just watching quietly with an expressionless face.]

[Liu Ruyan looks at you again, her eyes full of suspicion.]

[Before she can think further, you trace the character for "Slave" in the air stroke by stroke.]

[Liu Ruyan's pupils contract sharply. She can no longer suppress the fear in her heart, trying to mobilize all her power to break free and escape—]

[But with a "puff," a mouthful of purplish-black blood sprays from her mouth. The toxins in her body can no longer be suppressed and quickly spread throughout her body.]

["You... you..." Her voice trembles, her face pale as paper.]

[Ignoring her, you point a finger, and the "Slave" character enters between her eyebrows.]

[Her expression goes from panic to unease, from unease to anger, and from anger to calm.]

[In just a few breaths, it felt like several lifetimes had passed.]

[After the Slave Seal is planted, she prostrates herself on the ground, trembling all over. The toxins in her body have completely spiraled out of control, spreading to every inch of her skin.]

[You bend over, pick her up, and turn to walk into the house.]

[Immediately after, the bed inside creaks and groans, mixed with her coquettish groans, leaking out through the door crack in fits and starts.]

[Outside, the wind gently blows across Liu Jinfeng's cheeks.]

[She pouts, looking displeased.]

[As the wind blows, her mind is filled with images of sparring with you—move by move, over and over.]

[She unconsciously tightens her legs, her hands clenched until her palms sweat.]

[Time passes bit by bit.]

[The next day, you encounter Cheng Rongrong at Wangyue Tower and help Fragrant Lord Qiao kill Zhao Yi.]

[The third day,]

[Fang Tianhao brings his son Fang Chen, and Squire Shen brings his daughter Shen Zhiwei to visit.]

[In the living room, you sit at the head.]

[Liu Jinfeng and Liu Ruyan stand on either side, watching the visitors with cold eyes.]

[Fang Chen's gaze sweeps over Liu Jinfeng and Liu Ruyan, unable to resist looking a few extra times.]

[Shen Zhiwei looks at the two of them and intentionally puffs out her chest, a flash of jealousy in her eyes.]

[Fang Tianhao speaks first, his tone relatively polite: "Your Excellency is Qin Chen? From Longyang Town?"]

[Shen Zhiwei had already reported your situation to him, and he in turn reported it to the Little Emperor.]

[The Little Emperor immediately checked your file—the Qin Family of Longyang Town, the number one useless playboy...]

[Before you can speak, Fang Chen laughs first, his tone light: "Kid, I heard you're the number one trash of Longyang Town? Where do you get the guts to blackmail someone from my Duke of Zhenguo's office..."]

[Before he could finish.]

["Presumptuous!"]

[Liu Jinfeng shouts coldly and raises her hand.]

[Bang—]

[Fang Chen's body, like a kite with a broken string, is sent flying by an invisible force, slamming hard against a pillar and slowly sliding down. Blood gurgles out of his mouth.]

["Damned ant, how dare you disrespect the Young Master." Liu Jinfeng's eyes flash with a cold light, her voice bone-chilling.]

[If you hadn't ordered not to kill him, Fang Chen would be a dead man by now.]

[Fang Chen lies on the ground in severe pain, his Dantian shattered, his cultivation crippled, and his breath faint. He is full of terror, wanting to speak but unable to utter a single word.]

[Fang Tianhao's face changes drastically, cold sweat dripping from his forehead, his legs shaking uncontrollably.]

[He had only listened to Squire Shen's report, and the Little Emperor felt something was fishy after reviewing the file, so he sent him to confirm in person.]

[He quickly steadies his mind and bows with hands clasped: "Senior, my son is unruly and truly deserves death. When I return, I will certainly discipline him strictly."]

[You look at him, calm and indifferent, waving your hand casually: "Go. There is only one chance; don't let it happen again."]

["Yes, yes, yes!" Fang Tianhao wipes the cold sweat from his forehead and nods repeatedly.]

[He couldn't even see Liu Jinfeng's casual strike clearly—that power, those methods, how could he possibly resist?]

[At this moment, he couldn't muster the slightest thought of resistance.]

[He secretly felt lucky that he had brought this arrogant son along.]

[He immediately dragged Fang Chen away, along with Squire Shen and his daughter, leaving in a hurry.]

[Watching their disappearing figures, Liu Jinfeng frowns and speaks: "Young Master, why didn't you kill them?"]

[You speak indifferently: "There are too many people like this; killing one is useless. If we kill them all, the order of the Heavenly Desolate Continent will collapse. Bandits will rise everywhere, the world will be in chaos, and the people will suffer."]

[Pausing, you continue: "Such people may be hateful, but it's precisely because of their oppression that those below stay obedient and follow the rules."]

["Moreover, such people are at least Grandmasters or even in the Heavenly Human Realm. It would be a waste to kill them."]

["It's better to keep them and let them taste what it's like to be stepped on for the rest of their lives, using their remaining years to atone for their sins."]

[Liu Jinfeng naturally doesn't understand your thoughts.]

[In her eyes, those who do not comply only deserve death.]

[But she simply nods silently.]