This jade talisman carries a faint trace of my master's aura, and it will react the moment she is in danger.
The talisman shattered, which means my master is in grave danger right now!
"Bastard! Whoever you are! Anyone who harms my master will be smashed to pieces!"
Fang Chen's eyes turned instantly bloodshot! He broke into a sprint down the mountain!
Fortunately, Yu City was right at the foot of the mountain! Before long, Fang Chen entered the city and arrived outside his master's residence!
Bang!
The moment he got close, Fang Chen heard the sound of porcelain smashing from inside.
He kicked the door wide open, and the sight that met his eyes made his heart bleed with rage!
His elderly master was being slapped flying by Su Wan'er! Both sides of his master's face were already red and swollen; she must have been struck several times already!
"Old hag! Speak! Where is the treasure the master left behind back then? Hand it over right now!"
Su Wan'er pointed fiercely and arrogantly at Qiu Mei, scolding her.
With a sorrowful expression, Qiu Mei shook her head and said, "There is none left. Over the years, all the treasures your master left behind were given to you. There are none left."
Su Wan'er sneered. "Old hag? You think I'd believe your lies? The master was a peak master, how could there only be that little bit of stuff? Hand it out right away! You're nothing more than a mortal; even if I kill you, nothing will happen to me."
As her voice trailed off, a dagger appeared in her hand.
"Stop right there!"
Fang Chen's eyes bulged with fury! He charged straight at Su Wan'er!
Chapter 3: Meng Yao, the Flame Beauty with the Lustful Constitution
Since childhood, Su Wan'er was the one Master doted on the most, always giving her the best food first.
Back then, it used to make Fang Chen quite jealous, but Master would always smile and say that Su Wan'er was like a younger sister, and as an older brother, he should dote on her even more.
Yet now! Su Wan'er raised her dagger high, and her target was none other than the master who had doted on her the most!
Just as the blade was about to come down, Fang Chen grabbed her hand directly! Then he exerted force!
The physical strength transformed by the Sword Demon's blood instantly caused Su Wan'er a wave of pain. The dagger clattered to the ground, and Fang Chen shoved her back several steps!
"Master! Are you alright?"
Fang Chen half-crouched on the ground, looking at his master with worry.
Meanwhile, on top of a roof, the elderly man accompanying Lin Xueyan saw this scene clearly.
Earlier, after Lin Xueyan descended the mountain, Fang Chen had piqued her curiosity a little, so she had the old man stay behind to see what was so special about him.
The old man held Fang Chen in utter contempt, but since it was the Saintess's order, he had no choice but to obey and waited for Fang Chen at the foot of the mountain.
When he saw Fang Chen run all the way from the mountain into the city, he naturally followed along.
Witnessing what had just happened, he gave a slight shake of his head, his face full of disdain.
"This Fang Chen is truly a coward. His master is humiliated like this, and yet he still pulls his punches against this junior sister who betrayed him. He thoroughly deserves to be humiliated."
"It was truly a wise choice for the Young Miss to break off her engagement with such a trashy coward."
With a look of utter boredom, he thought to himself, "There's nothing left to watch here. I might as well go back and report to the Young Miss."
With those words, his figure vanished from the spot as he departed.
"Fang Chen, you're actually still alive?"
Seeing that Fang Chen was still alive, Su Wan'er was extremely surprised.
Then she sneered, "So what if you're alive? Trash is trash. You'll always be the lowest, most despicable bastard."
Fang Chen ignored Su Wan'er. Right now, his primary concern was that his master was unharmed.
"Master, are you alright?"
Seeing Fang Chen return, Qiu Mei's eyes reddened slightly, and she shook her head. "I'm fine, Master is fine."
Still uneasy, Fang Chen helped Qiu Mei up while scanning her with his divine sense. Only after confirming that she had only suffered superficial wounds did he secretly let out a breath of relief.
"Master, Xiao Fang is back late. It's Xiao Fang's fault." Fang Chen's face was filled with guilt.
A smile touched Qiu Mei's lips. "As long as you're alright, as long as you're alright."
Realizing she was being ignored, Su Wan'er grew intensely irritated. "Trash, I'm talking to you! Didn't you hear me?"
"You trash really have grown a leopard's gallbladder to dare ignore this young lady! Go to hell!"
With those words, she strode forward and struck a palm directly at Fang Chen's chest, intending to kill him in a single blow!
In her eyes, Fang Chen was still that piece of trash whose dantian had been crippled; she could kill him whenever she pleased!
Moreover, since she was at Spirit Gathering Realm Level 7, killing a Fang Chen would be effortless.
Yet the moment she struck, Fang Chen cast an icy gaze upon her!
Those piercing eyes made Su Wan'er's heart instantly skip a beat!
The next instant, Fang Chen's hand also transformed into a palm, striking first and beating her to the punch as he met Su Wan'er's blow!
Su Wan'er felt a tremendous force strike her palm, and a wave of pain instantly surged from her hand through her entire body!
Fang Chen, however, remained completely unaffected. He took another step forward, raised his hand, and delivered a direct slap!
Smack!
This slap directly left half of Su Wan'er's face red and swollen!
"You! You piece of trash actually dare to hit me!"
Incredulous, Su Wan'er touched her swollen face, and astonishment quickly turned into rage.
"You despicable bastard! I'll kill you!"
She let out a furious roar, her hand morphing into a claw as she lunged at Fang Chen!
"Today, I'm going to beat you, this unfilial and ungrateful beast!"
With an icy gaze, Fang Chen took a forward stride. A single palm strike effortlessly neutralized Su Wan'er's claw attack!
"How is this possible!" Su Wan'er couldn't believe it.
Fang Chen, however, was not surprised at all. Su Wan'er had never applied herself to cultivation, solely obsessed with finding someone to rely on; otherwise, she wouldn't have remained merely at Spirit Gathering Realm Level 7 over the past several years.
He shouted furiously, "Master raised you from a child and doted on you endlessly! Yet today, you dared to turn your vicious claws on your surrogate parents and even attempted matricide! These several slaps are punishment for your lack of filial piety, loyalty, and benevolence!"
Slap, slap, slap!
Blow after blow landed! Su Wan'er's cheeks were swollen, bruised, and purple. Seeing stars, she even spat out two teeth!
She crashed heavily to the ground, surrounded by pain and terror.
She couldn't understand how Fang Chen, who had been on the verge of death not long ago, could recover so quickly and possess such formidable strength.
Unwilling to let Su Wan'er off just yet, Fang Chen prepared to strike again, only to be stopped by Qiu Mei.
"That's enough, Xiao Fang. If she dies, you'll be in deep trouble too."
Qiu Mei couldn't bear to watch any longer. No matter how shameless Su Wan'er was, she was still someone she had watched grow up.
Besides, killing a fellow disciple was a grave crime; if Su Wan'er died, Fang Chen's future would be ruined as well.
Yet her disappointment in Su Wan'er was absolute. Today would be the last time she pleaded for her; from this day onward, her ties with Su Wan'er were completely severed.
Gazing at the swollen, bruised, and purple cheeks of his master, Fang Chen's eyes filled with heartache.
He glared at Su Wan'er and said in a deep voice, "Get out! If you ever dare lay a hand on my master again, I swear with my life that I will personally kill you two scandalous dogs! I, Fang Chen, guarantee it!"
How could Su Wan'er dare to linger? She didn't even dare to utter a parting threat.
Giving Fang Chen a vicious glare to etch this hatred into her mind, she fled in a wretched state.
Helping his master sit down in a chair, Fang Chen said, "Master, let me heal your injuries."
Placing his hand on his master's wrist, a gentle wave of spiritual energy poured into Qiu Mei's body, swiftly making its way to her cheeks.
Qiu Mei felt a mild warmth across her face, and within the time it takes to brew a cup of tea, the pain subsided and the swelling faded significantly.
Yet her very first concern wasn't her own injury; instead, she asked with joyful surprise, "Xiao Fang, has your dantian recovered?"
Fang Chen nodded. "Yes, Master, it has recovered. Don't worry, Master; the Seven Peaks Assessment is in one month. By then, Xiao Fang will definitely give it his all, and we will return to the Seventh Peak together!"
Qiu Mei's eyes reddened slightly, this time from pure happiness.
"Good, as long as Xiao Fang is fine, it's good, it's good." She cared about nothing else; as long as Fang Chen was safe and sound, she was content.
A three-zhang-long spirit boat sailed through the air as the old man returned to Lin Xueyan's side, embellishing the events he had witnessed and portraying Fang Chen as utterly worthless.
Lin Xueyan's delicate brows furrowed slightly, and she shook her head inwardly. "Once a peerless genius, reduced to a cowardly piece of trash today—he didn't even have the courage to stand up for his master. It is truly pathetic, lamentable, and laughable."
"But trash is just trash; aside from cursing the unfair heavens and throwing impotent tantrums, what else can he do?"
She gripped a jade cup with her delicate hand, taking a dainty sip of sweet spiritual tea from her alluring red lips.
Then she said, "Let's go, to the Second Peak. Meng Yao is also betrothed to this fellow; let's have her go break off this engagement as well. If he latches onto her, it would truly be a troublesome affair."
The spirit boat transformed into a streak of light, speeding toward the Second Peak.
On the Second Peak, within a massive courtyard, Lin Xueyan's spirit boat descended, landing directly inside the estate.
A courtyard maid came forward to welcome them, bowing respectfully. "Greetings, Saintess. The Young Miss has not yet woken up."
Lin Xueyan's delicate brows furrowed slightly. "Could it have relapsed again?"
The maid shook her head. "No, it's just that the Young Miss has been sleeping more heavily lately."
Lin Xueyan nodded lightly. "Alright, I'll go check on her."
Meng Yao was the personal disciple of the Second Peak Master. Having entered the Houtian Realm at the age of ten, she and Lin Xueyan were hailed as the Twin Jiao of Ice and Fire of the Tianyu Divine Sect.
Naturally, this ice and fire referred to their contrasting personalities.
Lin Xueyan possessed an icy temperament, earning her the moniker of the Iceberg Beauty.
On the other hand, Meng Yao was curvaceous and uninhibited, with a bewitching and captivating appearance, and a smile that radiated a myriad of charms to steal one's soul; she was known as the Flame Beauty.
Yet few knew that the two of them had grown up together since childhood, and their bond was as close as one could possibly get.
Lin Xueyan entered the bedchamber alone. Pulling back the bed curtains, she found Meng Yao curled up, her sleeping posture as languid as a cat's.
Sending blood rushing to the head, Meng Yao lay completely bare against her flawless white skin, exposing her alluring, full, and graceful figure directly to Lin Xueyan.
Accompanying this was a faint, lingering fragrance that made one want to lean in and shower her with affectionate kisses.
Lin Xueyan was already accustomed to this sight. She said, "Meng Yao, time to get up."
Meng Yao's seductive eyes opened halfway, her voice lazy as she stretched languidly, displaying her perfect physique like a work of art.
"Yo, if it isn't my little darling! Free today, come to serve in my bed?"
With those words, Meng Yao's hand reached out toward Lin Xueyan's slender waist, tracing slowly upward straight toward her twin peaks!
Before it could reach its destination, however, it was ruthlessly swatted away by Lin Xueyan.
She glared at Meng Yao, but Meng Yao merely returned a flirtatious look that even women struggled to withstand.
Helpless against this, Lin Xueyan knew that Meng Yao was good at everything except for her habit of hands-on teasing.
Yet she didn't blame Meng Yao, because she understood that this was caused by her "Lustful Constitution."
The Lustful Constitution was a special spiritual constitution characterized by: a bewitching appearance, natural allure etched into her very bones, and intense desires.
This constitution generated fierce yin fire, yet she could not casually lose her virginity, otherwise the yin fire would pour forth, likely causing her to perish on the spot.
Moreover, the man who took her virginity would also be unable to withstand the backlash of the Lustful Constitution's yin fire and would be drained dry to his death.
Because she could not vent this yin fire, the constitution frequently backfired on its host—feeling akin to being burned by flames or gnawed by ants in the bones, a torment extremely difficult to endure.
Even the Second Peak Master was helpless against this condition.
Lin Xueyan said, "Get up, I have something to tell you."
"Whatever it is, we can talk while we sleep." Meng Yao's voice was seductive and full of temptation.
Lin Xueyan cut straight to the point. "It's about the engagement set for you."
Chapter 4: Eruption of the Lustful Constitution
"My engagement?" Meng Yao's seductive eyes were filled with confusion.
Seeing this, Lin Xueyan said helplessly, "I told you about this before, but you didn't pay any attention. Hurry up and listen to me; go break off the engagement. That Fang Chen is nothing more than a piece of trash and a coward. If you delay and he latches onto you, you'll regret it bitterly."
"Fang Chen..."
Hearing this name, Meng Yao had a vague recollection.
They had met once when they were children. Fang Chen was only seven at the time, yet he already possessed the maturity of an adult, leaving a deep impression on her.
"Interesting." Meng Yao gave a seductive smile. "I actually want to go take a look at this fiancé of mine."
She sat up slightly, letting the quilt slide off her fair skin. Completely unconcerned by her exposed, proud curves, she wrapped her arm around Lin Xueyan's slender waist, leaning in to whisper seductively in her ear, "My dear imperial concubine, accompany me to take a look."
Lin Xueyan could feel Meng Yao's warm, fragrant breath brushing against her ear, but she bluntly shook her head. "Forget it, I don't want to see him ever again."
Her disappointment in Fang Chen was absolute.
"Don't be like that... come with me. Besides, I need to pick up some medicinal pills anyway. Aren't you worried I won't be able to hold back on the way and get...?" Meng Yao coaxed playfully.
Lin Xueyan was thoroughly exasperated. Naturally, she didn't believe Meng Yao would lose her virginity so easily; otherwise, she wouldn't have held out until now.
"Fine, I'll go with you."
Only then did Meng Yao break into a smile. "That's more like it! Even if I lose it, I'd only give it to you; no one else is worthy!"
"And just in time, I can go meet my fiancé!"
Meanwhile, inside the Inner Sect's Second Peak.
After being driven out by Fang Chen, Su Wan'er ran crying to Luoyun to lodge a complaint.
Upon seeing Su Wan'er's red and swollen face, Luoyun's expression turned instantly icy.
"That piece of trash is actually still not dead! Even if he survived, he should have stayed hidden in his shell like a tortoise, yet he actually dares to beat my woman! He's truly courting death!"
With a gloomy expression, he shouted outward, "He Xiu!"
A lean-looking man scurried into the room from outside!
"Boss! What are your orders?"
Luoyun said coldly, "There's an outer disciple named Fang Chen! I want him dead!"
Hearing this, He Xiu smiled slightly. "Don't worry, Boss! I'll take care of it cleanly!"
At the same time, after settling his master in, Fang Chen left the residence and headed toward the outer sect's Wuzi Peak.
Wuzi Peak spanned over a dozen mountain ranges.
Though not as grand as the Inner Sect's Seven Peaks, it was still immensely vast and magnificent.
Wuzi Peak was the most frequented location for outer disciples because it housed the outer sect's Scripture Pavilion, Spirit Weapon Pavilion, and Divine Pill Pavilion.
All of these were indispensable resources for outer disciples.
Fang Chen had not yet collected his stipend for this month. Although it was merely two spirit stones and a Grade 1 Spirit-Nourishing Pill, it was exceptionally crucial for Fang Chen, who was currently penniless.
Arriving at the Divine Pill Pavilion, Fang Chen stated his name.
The disciple in charge of stipends gave Fang Chen a lazy sweep of his eyes, and without wasting words, casually tossed two spirit stones and a pill toward him.
Carefully catching them, Fang Chen safely stored them away in his waist pouch.
He raised his head, wanting to say "Thank you," but noticed that the disciple was staring blankly behind him.
Startled, Fang Chen turned to look as well, only to see a young maiden walking toward them with a smile.
The girl appeared to be around fifteen or sixteen years of age, blooming like a flower with exquisite, charming, and seductive features, and skin as white as lard. Clad in a vibrant pink long dress, her fiery and curvaceous figure was perfectly displayed. Under the radiant glow of her beauty, even the most brilliant brocade would appear dull.
This female could be described as bewitching to the extreme, and Fang Chen was left stunned by the seductive beauty before him—perhaps only the previously seen Lin Xueyan could rival her.
And this maiden was none other than Meng Yao.
Thinking she was here to collect her stipend as well, Fang Chen stepped aside.
To his surprise, Meng Yao walked straight toward him. Placing her hands behind her back, she stood slightly on tiptoes, leaned in close to Fang Chen, and giggled softly, "Senior Brother, I've just entered the sect and I'm not very familiar with Wuzi Peak. Can you show me around?"
Fang Chen subconsciously glanced at Meng Yao, his eyelids twitching slightly. This young maiden was truly seductive down to her very bones.
Every natural, effortless movement of hers radiated allure and a myriad of charms, completely devoid of deliberate affectation.
Such was the nature of a natural allure.
Outside the Divine Pill Pavilion, Lin Xueyan quietly watched this scene unfold.
The two of them had originally come to retrieve medicinal pills from a Divine Pill Pavilion elder, never expecting to run into Fang Chen, who happened to be collecting his stipend.
Lin Xueyan had revealed Fang Chen's identity to Meng Yao upon seeing him, and hearing it was Fang Chen, Meng Yao's interest had been instantly piqued.
She wanted to use her seductive charms to make Fang Chen lose his mind and reveal his inner lecherous nature.
Then she would break off the engagement right to his face, thoroughly humiliating him!
As for how ugly Fang Chen's expression would look then, she didn't care in the least.
Yet, faced with Meng Yao's seductive approach, Fang Chen subconsciously took a few steps back to widen the distance.
Su Wan'er's betrayal had taught him not to easily trust women anymore, especially beautiful ones.
Moreover, he wasn't a fool; since he currently had nothing extraordinary about him, why would someone like her ever take an interest in him?
He said indifferently, "Apologies, I'm not familiar with the place either. You should find someone else."
With that, he attempted to bypass Meng Yao and leave the Divine Pill Pavilion.
Meng Yao froze on the spot, her expression a mix of adorable and seductive that made the nearby disciple's eyes pop straight out of his head.
He desperately wanted to shout, "I can take you around!"
Yet he dared not, because he knew who the person before him was.
The last person who had tried to flirt with Meng Yao had long since ended up blinded and crippled.
Meng Yao had never expected Fang Chen to remain completely indifferent! This made her wonder if her Lustful Constitution was a fake, or if this fellow simply wasn't even a man!
Even a woman couldn't resist her allure, so what on earth was wrong with this Fang Chen?
Her earlier plan had also fallen through thanks to Ling Fan's cold reaction.
Outside the door, Lin Xueyan watched this scene in sheer disbelief; Meng Yao's suitors could circle the entire sect.
This was the first time she had ever seen someone directly rebuff Meng Yao's advances, and in such an unceremonious manner.
Recovering her wits, Meng Yao glared at Fang Chen's retreating back with utter defiance, coupled with a surge of curiosity.
With a flash, she once again appeared right in front of Fang Chen!
Moving with such blinding speed that Fang Chen hadn't anticipated it, he almost crashed straight into her!
Though he managed to halt himself, the distance between them was hair's-breadth close, close enough to catch each other's scent.
However, Fang Chen's physical body had been transformed by the Sword Demon's blood; though faint, a trace of demonic aura still lingered within him.
This aura was extremely yang in nature and posed no threat to ordinary people. But to Meng Yao's extreme yin "Lustful Constitution," it acted as a potent catalyst.
The next instant, Meng Yao's face flushed a deep crimson, her eyes glazing over. Her delicate body turned weak as a flush spread across her entire skin. Her red lips parted slightly, exhaling a fragrant panting breath as if she had taken an aphrodisiac.
Yet a trace of pain marred her brow as she furrowed it. Even as her willpower constantly resisted, she was gripped by the excruciating agony of burning lust.
Seeing Meng Yao on the verge of collapsing to the ground, Fang Chen instinctively reached out to steady her!
However, the demonic sword aura on his body only made Meng Yao's suffering intensify.
Just as Fang Chen intended to ask what was wrong with her, a gentle breeze swept past him, and a woman of about thirty, clad in elder's robes, materialized before them.
Seeing Meng Yao suddenly suffer a relapse, Lin Xueyan could no longer hold back and charged inside!
She had, however, concealed her facial features using a secret technique, preventing Fang Chen from recognizing her as the Lin Xueyan who had broken off the engagement earlier.
Spotting the female elder, he hurriedly cried out, "Elder Hongyun! Please step in and save her!"