76: The Poison Alliance

Watching Feng Yang's body being cremated, Feng Yixue was dazed and didn't know what to do.

"illusion dream, what's the situation? It's different from the original plot?"

[host, this is a real world. When you dealt with the first Child of Destiny, Lin Feng, the butterfly effect was triggered. Do not treat the original plot as something that must happen.]

"Ling Xian, can you take a walk with me?" Feng Yixue wiped her tears and looked up at Ling Xian, forcing a smile.

"Are you sure you're okay?" Ling Xian frowned slightly and asked with concern.

Feng Yixue was slightly displeased. "Are you going to walk with me or not?"

"Fine, let's walk then!"

At this moment, Ling Wu, having completely dealt with the Feng Family's relatives, prepared to come over and report.

However, seeing this scene, he quickly stopped in his tracks.

"Fifth Brother, why did you stop?" Ling Fourteen asked in confusion.

Ling Thirteen punched Ling Fourteen's head. "Can't you see what the Young Master is doing?"

As Ling Xian and Feng Yixue strolled like a couple, watching the first fallen leaf drift down in the sunset.

Everyone fell silent!

"Young Master is awesome!" Ling Fourteen said excitedly... "Help me get revenge!" Feng Yixue said, feeling the timing was right.

Ling Xian was slightly taken aback. "Revenge?"

"I want Ma Yifei dead. I want everyone who bullied me to pay the price!" Feng Yixue said coldly.

"This doesn't seem like your style," Ling Xian chuckled.

"Heh, do you really need me to spell it out? I need a spiritual pillar; I need a reason to live!

As long as you're willing, I can be your slave.

I'm good-looking, the campus belle of Jiangnan University, and I have a good figure.

I also have artistic talent; I can paint, sing, and dance.

Isn't conquering me the pleasure of you men?" Feng Yixue smiled bitterly.

At this moment, her mental state seemed like a battle between a devil and an angel.

"Indeed, you've spoken to my heart... but... right now you're like a numb puppet. This isn't you.

You should be yourself.

As for revenge, leave it to me. You can help if you want."

Ling Xian caught a fallen ginkgo leaf and tucked it into Feng Yixue's hair.

"Actually, you're quite outstanding. Logically, I should like you.

But now, I feel I'm not worthy of you.

I want to ask... how many women do you have?"

Feng Yixue's sudden question made Ling Xian's brain stall.

He found himself unable to keep up with Feng Yixue's train of thought.

It felt like Feng Yixue was the type to say whatever came to mind.

"What? A lot? Enough to have a harem of three thousand beauties?"

"How is that possible? Only three so far."

Hu Yourong, Chi Taohua, and Mo Xueer were the ones Ling Xian had actually slept with so far.

"'So far'? So there will be more and more in the future?" A hint of craftiness appeared at the corner of Feng Yixue's mouth... The Feng Family's villa had long since been sold.

So Ling Xian let Feng Yixue stay in his villa.

"The weather's getting cold today. How about warming my bed?"

Ling Xian scooped Feng Yixue up into his arms.

"Ah~, we agreed you wouldn't touch me."

"Please, my father just died. Give me some time."

Normally, Feng Yixue might have agreed.

But on a day like today, Feng Yixue was feeling miserable.

Suddenly, Feng Yixue cried out.

Ling Xian looked down and saw that she had sprained her ankle.

"You sprained your ankle and didn't even say anything."

Ling Xian didn't say much. Instead, he took off Feng Yixue's sock, revealing the swollen area.

"I know a bit of medicine. Let me massage it for you."

It had to be said, Feng Yixue's hands and feet were the most beautiful parts of her body.

Just the hands, Ling Xian could understand; after all, Feng Yixue painted and would protect them especially well.

But these small feet were so tender and white, without shoes or socks, so beautiful that not a single flaw could be found. They were like fine jade, making one want to play with them.

Coupled with Feng Yixue's seductive yet pure face.

She really wasn't any worse than Mo Xueer or Chi Taohua.

"Hiss..." Feng Yixue gritted her teeth, a look of pain on her face.

"Was I pressing too hard?" Ling Xian asked.

Feng Yixue hesitated for a moment, then nodded.

A few minutes later, Feng Yixue looked at her small feet in surprise.

It actually didn't hurt anymore.

How magical.

"You wouldn't want Ma Yifei to enjoy your Feng Family's assets, would you?"

"Just warming the bed?"

"Just warming the bed."

"Honestly, I'm not a slave anymore, but I've become your maid instead." Feng Yixue rolled her eyes and finally compromised.

Carrying Feng Yixue into his bedroom, Ling Xian locked the door.

The next moment, in the dark of night, Feng Yixue cried out.

"Ah, Ling Xian..."

"Still calling me Ling Xian?"

"Brother Ling, I have another way. Can you not touch me?"

While he was massaging her feet just now, Feng Yixue had keenly noticed what Ling Xian had become interested in.

To escape from the big bad wolf, she had to give it her all.

Early the next morning.

Ling Xian and Chi Taohua brushed their teeth and washed their faces.

At this moment, Feng Yixue was washing her feet.

After washing them several times, even though there was only her natural body fragrance, she could still faintly smell a strange odor.

It was very strange... Meanwhile.

Su Ran had already begun to show his brilliance in the Fang Family.

"Old Master Fang, your grandson is fine; he's no longer in any danger." Su Ran withdrew his needles and replied, looking at the eighteen-year-old youth whose complexion had improved.

Fang Bowen saw this and bowed in gratitude.

"Thank you for your help, Mr. Su! Here is ten million—a small token of my appreciation—and a villa worth twenty million, which I'm also giving to you."

Previously, he had thought Su Ran was just a playboy.

Now that his grandson had suddenly had an accident, it was all thanks to Su Ran's intervention.

But there was one thing he hadn't expected: why did his grandson have a problem now of all times?

It just so happened that the problem arose only after the other party arrived.

"Such a minor ailment is not worth mentioning!"

Su Ran was in high spirits. Having had the experience with the Xia Family's old master last time, he directly cured Old Master Fang's grandson.

This is called learning from one's mistakes.

"By the way, Mr. Su, what exactly was wrong with my grandson Fang Zichuan for it to be so sudden?" Fang Bowen asked curiously.

Su Ran took out a glass bottle from nearby. Looking at the black insect inside, he spoke solemnly, "Nanjiang Gu Technique!"

Nanjiang Gu Technique!

Old Master Fang was surprised. He had thought Gu Techniques were just fabricated things.

How could anyone control these Gu insects?

He didn't expect that something he thought was so far-fetched would be encountered by his Fang Family today.

"Old Master Fang, I want to ask, has your Fang Family ever provoked any martial artists from Nanjiang?

If you really have, apologize and make amends if possible.

I will try my best to use my connections to help you resolve this."

Su Ran's expression was heavy; clearly, he was also unwilling to offend some of the martial artists from Nanjiang.

"Why?" Fang Bowen asked curiously.

"In Nanjiang, there is a martial arts alliance called the Ten Thousand Poisons Alliance, led by the Five Poisons Sect.

Not to mention me, even my master has to show them some respect.

If it's just a rogue cultivator, it's manageable, but if it's the Ten Thousand Poisons Alliance, then it's trouble.

Their alliance leader is the Cult Leader of the Five Poisons Cult, a late-stage eighth-rank martial artist. With his poison and Gu Techniques, few in the Dragon Kingdom are his match."

This wasn't an exaggeration; Su Ran had some understanding of the true Martial Arts World.