Madam, don't turn around, I am the city lord.

After entering the courtyard of the City Lord's wife, Zhang Caiqiang walked for a while before being stopped by a pale-faced little maid.

The maid lightly covered her nose with one hand while pointing to the three-story building in the center of the courtyard, saying:

"Hey! manure carrier, when you're emptying the commodes, whatever you do, don't go near that building. That is where the Madam rests; unauthorized personnel are forbidden from approaching."

The maid's face had turned green from the stench, yet her voice still trembled uncontrollably when she spoke of the small building, looking as though she were in extreme fear.

"Oh?"

Zhang Caiqiang gave a simple, honest smile and played dumb, asking the maid, "Miss, what do you mean by that? Does the Madam not use the toilet in her daily life?"

"Are you stupid... The Madam is like a fairy; how could she possibly use a toilet!"

The maid gave him a look of pure disdain. "I said don't go over there, so don't go over there. Otherwise, you'll have to face the consequences yourself."

With that, she ignored Zhang Caiqiang and turned to leave quickly, as if staying a moment longer would make her vomit.

"I heard this City Lord's wife is over forty. Even if she's a fairy, she's an old fairy."

"Then again, only someone as fresh as Junior Sister Shang can be called an 'old fairy'; otherwise, she's just an old monster..."

After muttering a few complaints, Zhang Caiqiang set down the manure buckets in a random spot, and with a flash of his body, he silently glided toward the small building.

Peering in through a window with half his head, he scanned the area and found the entire first floor empty, with not a soul in sight.

"Looks like she's upstairs."

After confirming there were no abnormalities, Zhang Caiqiang skillfully climbed through the window, making no sound throughout the entire process.

As soon as he entered, a bone-chilling cold rushed toward him, making him shiver involuntarily.

This old fairy lives in a place with quite heavy Yin Qi... Zhang Caiqiang thought to himself as he slowly climbed the stairs, reaching the second floor in an instant. Glancing inside, his gaze was immediately drawn to the scene.

He saw that the room's furnishings were exquisite and elegant, crafted with great ingenuity. On a luxurious Canopy Jade Bed lay a slender and graceful figure.

The woman wore a crimson dress embroidered with gold thread, her jet-black hair cascading like a waterfall onto the bed. Although her specific features were not visible, the curve of her silhouette while lying on her side was enough to spark the imagination.

Found her!

Zhang Caiqiang suppressed the excitement in his heart and stealthily pulled out a shadow recording talisman from his robe, intending to secretly record the target as evidence of winning the bet.

Just then.

The City Lord's wife lying on the bed suddenly sat up with stiff movements and slowly turned around... Even more bizarrely, Zhang Caiqiang found that the surrounding air seemed to be solidifying, and the mana within his body began to stagnate, even his thinking becoming quite sluggish.

What... What the hell is going on?!

Big sister, I just wanted to take a photo of you, there's no need to be this sensitive, is there?

Seeing his movements becoming more and more restricted, Zhang Caiqiang suddenly had a flash of inspiration. He rushed forward and pressed down on the shoulders of the City Lord's wife, forcibly stopping her from turning around, and shouted:

"Madam, keep sleeping, don't turn back, I'm the City Lord!"

However, in the next moment, the head of the City Lord's wife continued to rotate backward until it was twisted one hundred and eighty degrees, staring directly at the person behind her with a gaze full of malevolence.

At this moment, the face, ears, mouth, and nose of the City Lord's wife were all tightly covered by hair, revealing only a pair of eyes that were as black as ink, with no whites at all.

"Wait! You're not the City Lord's wife, what kind of ghostly thing are you?!"

Seeing this terrifying scene, Zhang Caiqiang nearly pissed himself on the spot. Just as he wanted to fight for his life, he was tightly bound by black tentacles that appeared out of thin air, leaving him unable to move.

Before his consciousness completely faded into darkness, he used all his strength to bite down and shatter a tooth carved with countless complex runes.

As an elite Disciple of the Taixuan Holy Land, this Rune Tooth was his final life-saving measure.

Once shattered, his close friends would immediately receive a signal and rush to his rescue!

However.

When he realized that this place was hundreds of thousands of miles away from the Holy Land, and his other more reliable friends were too far away to help, meaning his life now depended entirely on Li Mingwang, Zhang Caiqiang's heart was filled with despair... At dusk.

The City Lord's estate was brightly lit and decorated with clusters of flowers.

The entire household, from the City Lord down to the servants, was busy without pause, preparing to welcome the arrival of an important figure.

A large area of the street in front of the estate had been cleared early on for the landing of the flying boat. The surroundings were paved with red carpets, the streets sprinkled with pure water, and various silks hung from the treetops, making it look like a sea of flowers—solemn and magnificent.

Shortly after, a flying boat with a luxurious exterior completely ignored the no-fly zone of Puzhou City, arrogantly hovering outside the City Lord's estate before slowly descending.

Before the flying boat had even fully landed, the Puzhou City City Lord, City Lord, hurriedly led a group of his children out to meet it, bowing deeply toward the flying boat:

"Your humble servant City Lord, respectfully welcomes the Dao Child of Tai Xuan!"

In the next moment, the hatch opened, and subsequently, a man and a woman with outstanding temperaments stepped down from the flying boat.

The man was handsome and elegant, while the woman was soft and moving; they were none other than Qi Yuan and Bai Xirou.

Qi Yuan nodded with an indifferent expression, finally turning his gaze toward City Lord at the head of the group, and said in a deep voice:

"Rise and speak."

This City Lord of Puzhou City appeared to be in his forties, with a slightly thin build and an elegant appearance, possessing a very refined and scholarly aura.

Hearing this, City Lord did not dare to be negligent and quickly straightened his body, then extended his hand in a gesture of invitation:

"To hear of the Dao Child's arrival at my humble estate truly fills me with joy. Please move to the Main Hall, Dao Child; I have already prepared wine and food to welcome you."

As he spoke, he was nervous to the extreme. What kind of person was the Dao Child of Tai Xuan? Even the Emperor of the Xia Kingdom would have to descend from his seat and pay respects upon meeting him, let alone a mere City Lord like himself.

"Then let us go in."

Qi Yuan nodded and was then escorted into the City Lord's estate, arriving at a wide hall.

At this moment, a large table of delicacies had already been laid out in the hall. A line of beautiful maids carrying gold plates and jade cups entered one after another, standing respectfully by the table.

Qi Yuan unceremoniously took the seat of honor. Then, he scanned the people at the table and said plainly:

"I have long heard that the City Lord's wife is peerless in her grace and beauty. Why do I not see her coming out to welcome This Daozi?"

As soon as these words were spoken, except for Bai Xirou whose expression remained calm, everyone in the hall was startled. Many of the city's dignitaries who were there as guests had strange expressions, looking at one another.

Good heavens, he just arrived and is already asking about the whereabouts of another man's wife. Could it be... This Daozi has a penchant for married women?

Thinking of this, many people subconsciously looked at the City Lord beside them, their eyes filled with pity.

If the wife has been caught in the eye of the Dao Child of Tai Xuan, who could possibly resist?

It's quite possible that this City Lord, who has always loved his wife like his own life, will soon have a new hat... Hearing Qi Yuan's question, City Lord felt his scalp go numb and said tremulously:

"Please do not take offense, Dao Child, my humble wife is feeling unwell today..."

Before he could finish, Qi Yuan immediately waved his hand and commanded in a tone that brooked no refusal:

"Call her over to pour wine for This Daozi."

This ghostly creature actually dares to attack a Holy Land Disciple; does it really think I, This Daozi, don't exist?

Even if it's a Ghost King, it will have to come over and obediently pour wine this time!