Tianshan, Yaochi.
A mysterious sect known as the Yaochi Sect was nestled amidst the mountains, known to very few in the mortal world.
Seven years ago, a blood-soaked boy was rescued from the foot of the mountain by the Sect Master of the Yaochi Sect.
The boy, Yun Feng, became an apprentice in the Yaochi Sect from that day on, becoming the first male disciple in the history of the sect.
However, as Yun Feng grew older, everyone in the Yaochi Sect—those breathtakingly beautiful female cultivators whose faces never aged—began to regret it...
"I'm begging you, Yun Feng, please go down the mountain!"
"We have nothing left to teach you!"
"Whether it is cultivation, Daoist magic, medical skills, martial arts, feng shui, or arcane arts... you have surpassed all of us masters! You are truly a peerless super expert unique in this world!"
"If you don't leave, the spiritual birds your Third Master keeps in her courtyard will all be eaten by you!"
"Even your Eldest Master is too scared of you to take a bath!"
"Your Second Senior Sister can't sleep for nights on end, terrified that you'll raid her room at night!"
"Your Fifth Master has already been hiding in my room for three weeks!"
"This is a Shenzhou Black Dragon Card, representing the most noble status in Shenzhou. Take it and get down the mountain right now!"
"I'm begging you."
Yun Feng looked at the bank card shoved into his hands by his stunning Fourth Master, shook his head repeatedly, and said, "Not going."
"The mountain is great, the masters smell wonderful—why go down?"
Beside them, his slender-figured Sixth Master couldn't help shuddering and hurriedly chimed in:
"There are nine senior sisters of yours down the mountain, and they smell wonderful too!"
"Besides, they can't beat you!"
"And they'll spoil you even more than we do!"
"Why don't you go wreak havoc... I mean... toy with them—what I meant to say is, go down and exchange some pleasantries with them. Isn't that a great idea?"
Hearing this, Yun Feng fell into deep contemplation.
His nine senior sisters had gone down the mountain a year or two ago and had not been seen since.
He really did miss them quite a bit...
"Furthermore!"
His gentle and tender Seventh Master hurriedly added from the side:
"Yun Feng, have you forgotten that you still have a blood feud to settle?"
"You are already eighteen years old; it's time to put this matter on your agenda!"
At Seventh Master's words, Yun Feng's expression shifted instantly.
The flippant smile on his face vanished inch by inch.
Replaced by an aura of killing intent that went deep into his bones.
Seven years ago, when he was only eleven years old, Yun Feng had witnessed the terrifying scene of his parents being brutally murdered in their own home.
A masked assassin in black had kicked open his family's front door, brandishing a blade.
Without a word, he killed everyone in sight!
Although his parents knew some martial arts, they were no match for this man. To cover his escape, they both fell dead under the assassin's blade.
Yun Feng fled madly, enduring countless twists and turns, escaping death by a hair's breadth. Time and again he shook off his pursuers, only to be tracked down again.
In the end, if he hadn't been picked up at the foot of Tianshan Mountain by the Sect Master, Yun Feng's little life surely would have ended there.
A flash of crimson blood crossed the depths of Yun Feng's eyes. He clenched his fists tight and said in a low voice:
"Seventh Master is right. All these years on the mountain, I've been pampered to no end, and I nearly forgot the deep sea of blood that is my family's feud."
"Now that I am of age, I must shoulder the responsibility of being the sole descendant of the Yun Family."
"My nine masters, farewell!"
With that, Yun Feng respectfully knelt on the ground, kowtowing three times toward the mountain gate of the Yaochi Sect.
Then he turned with absolute resolve and strode down the mountain.
Nine graceful figures, appearing from nowhere, stood together before the Yaochi Sect mountain gate, quietly watching Yun Feng's retreating figure as it gradually vanished at the end of the quiet Tianshan path.
"Phew—" A chorus of long sighs of relief broke from the lips of the nine peerlessly beautiful female cultivators.
They wiped the cold sweat from their foreheads and sighed:
"He's finally gone, finally gone..."
"My goodness... this kid is too much of a handful..."
"We were actually starting to lose to him in fights!"
"For a man to practice our Yaochi Sect's cultivation techniques and become this terrifyingly heaven-defying... in just seven years, he's already touched the power barrier of the mortal realm. He's simply a monster!"
"With him leaving like this, he'll probably turn the mortal world upside down. But what the hell do I care? As long as he doesn't steal my bras anymore..."
"Sigh... and those nine disciples of ours. We sent them down earlier precisely because we were afraid Yun Feng would sleep in the same giant bed with them on the mountain."
"Who would have thought that with the nine disciples gone, this brat would turn around and start tormenting us masters instead!"
The nine high-level female cultivators rejoiced at having sent away this havoc-wreaking demon king.
Yet suddenly, Yun Feng's parting words drifted up from the foot of the mountain:
"Nine masters! Wait for Xiaofeng! Once Xiaofeng has avenged his parents, I'll return immediately to serve and honor you masters!"
The hair stood up all over the nine female cultivators' bodies, and they all shivered in unison!
Damn it, Yun Feng's "filial devotion" was more than they could handle!
"Move! We're moving right now!"
"From now on, our Yaochi Sect is no longer in Yaochi!"
"Let's go, go, go!"
***
Yun Feng descended Tianshan Mountain and, after several twists and turns, arrived in Haicheng, currently one of the major strategic hubs in southern Shenzhou.
Back then, it was right here that the family of eleven in the Yun household had been entirely slaughtered by that black-clad assassin!
Looking at the bustling traffic of Haicheng before him, Yun Feng said softly:
"Haicheng, along with the Chen Family and Li Family who hunted me down, and the people behind that masked assassin—have you prepared yourselves?"
"I, Yun Feng, have been preparing for a full seven years."
"Today, I have returned!"
"Every single one of you whose hands are stained with the blood of the Yun Family..."
"Shall, all, die!"
After entering Haicheng, Yun Feng first went to his family's old house.
The apartment building looked extremely dilapidated.
Yet when Yun Feng opened the door, he was stunned to find that his family's old home was spotless.
The tabletops, photo frames, shoe cabinet...
Everything had been cleaned meticulously.
A refreshing, pleasant fragrance lingered in the air.
The moment he caught this scent, a light ignited in Yun Feng's eyes.
"This is the scent from Sixth Senior Sister!"
"That's right, I heard that after Sixth Senior Sister came down the mountain, she came straight to Haicheng!"
"Could it be that Sixth Senior Sister has been quietly cleaning the only remaining old home of the Yun Family all this time, quietly waiting for my return?"
"My dear senior sister..."
Just as Yun Feng was feeling moved, he suddenly heard the sound of high heels stepping through the hallway.
"Chairwoman Zhou, you and your junior brother certainly share a deep and devoted bond."
"You're getting engaged tomorrow, yet you still come to this house today..."
"If he knew how much you cherish this, just how moved he would be..."
Yun Feng was slightly startled, thinking to himself:
"Senior Sister Zhou Ling... is getting engaged?!"
A surge of agitation and disbelief instantly rose in Yun Feng's heart.
Sixth Senior Sister had always treated him very well and possessed a gentle nature. Whenever she brewed a new batch of spices on the mountain, she would always bring it to him for a first review.
Even when he teased her, she would only push him away with a blushing face and never got angry.
It had only been a little over a year since they last met, and now she was getting engaged?
How could that be?
Didn't she promise that when she grew up, she would marry me?
Zhou Ling's voice immediately rang out from the hallway:
"Sigh..."
"If Yun Feng knew that I..."
"He'd be angry, wouldn't he?"
As she spoke, the door of the old house was pushed open.
Outside the door, a stunning woman and Yun Feng came face-to-face.
"Junior Brother?!" Zhou Ling cried out in shock, "You actually came down the mountain?"
***
Chapter 2: Sixth Senior Sister is Poisoned?
With a completely solemn expression, Yun Feng took two steps forward, pulled Zhou Ling's soft body directly into his arms, and said in a deep voice:
"Of course I had to come down!"
"If I hadn't come down, my beloved Sixth Senior Sister would have married someone else!"
"You're right, I am super angry right now!"
Behind Zhou Ling, a middle-aged driver and three bodyguards stood dumbfounded, staring at the scene before them, utterly unable to believe their eyes.
Chairwoman Zhou, who was always uncompromising and incomparably formidable...
Had actually been embraced just like that by a strange man?
And on the very eve of her engagement?
Feeling this familiar embrace wrap around her, Zhou Ling instinctively wrapped her arms around Yun Feng in return.
When she heard Yun Feng's words, she instantly burst into tears, sobbing:
"Xiaofeng..."
"I... I didn't want to..."
"But Chen Shuo used despicable underhanded tactics to ambush me. Not only did he seal my meridians with poison, preventing my internal energy from circulating throughout my body, but he also threatened the lives of my family!"
"I had no choice... but to agree to his terms..."
"And get engaged to him..."
Hearing this explanation, Yun Feng's expression relaxed. He hugged Zhou Ling tighter and chuckled softly:
"Well, that's alright then."
"As long as it's not what Sixth Senior Sister wants, no one in this world can force you to do something you dislike."
"Whoever dares to bully you, I, Yun Feng, will make them pay the price!"
Listening to Yun Feng's words, which were edged with hidden sharpness, Zhou Ling raised her tear-stained, pretty face, a look of utter panic in her eyes, and shook her head repeatedly:
"Xiaofeng! What are you planning to do?"
"The Chen Family has a lot of influence in Haicheng!"
"Don't be reckless!"
Yun Feng chuckled, gently patted Zhou Ling's perky, rounded curves, and shook his head:
"Don't worry, Senior Sister, I know what I'm doing."
Sixth Master and Sixth Senior Sister's lineage specialized in the secret arts of Yaochi perfumery; although they did practice body-tempering and Qi cultivation, they were not combat-oriented types.
Therefore, while on the mountain, Yun Feng had never sparred or fought with Sixth Senior Sister.
Zhou Ling's understanding of Yun Feng's combat power was extremely limited, knowing only that her junior brother was somewhat sturdier than ordinary people.
Yun Feng took hold of Zhou Ling's delicate, boneless hand and said softly:
"Senior Sister, come inside with me."
"I'll detoxify you."
During the brief moment of their embrace, Yun Feng had already used his own spiritual qi to quietly check Zhou Ling's physical condition.
It was exactly as she said; her limbs and meridians were filled with a strange toxin.
Although not fatal, it had sealed away Sixth Senior Sister's cultivation entirely.
Otherwise, given Sixth Senior Sister's resolute yet gentle temperament, she would have already chopped off that dog Chen Shuo's head!
A brilliant flash crossed Zhou Ling's beautiful eyes:
"That's right!"
"Junior Brother, your medical skills are superb—compared to Second Senior Sister, you're not a bit inferior!"
"Although I can't detoxify this poison myself, it shouldn't be too difficult for you, Junior Brother!"
Yun Feng smiled faintly.
Thinking to himself:
More than just Second Senior Sister.
My medical skills have completely surpassed Second Master.
Up on the mountain, I had around a hundred medical duels back and forth with Second Master, winning ninety-eight of them and throwing two matches just to save face for her.
Yun Feng pulled Zhou Ling into the bedroom of the old house.
And closed the door.
Leaving behind only the driver and three bodyguards standing awkwardly in the hallway, not knowing what to do.
Chairwoman Zhou...
On the eve of her engagement...
Went into a bedroom with another man?!
Inside the bedroom, although no one had lived there for seven years, the bedsheets and quilt covers were completely clean.
"During the days you weren't here, I came once a week to clean."
"I did it all with my own hands, never hiring a housekeeping service, for fear of losing the old items in the house."
As she spoke, Zhou Ling very consciously lay down flat on the bed.
Yun Feng's heart softened. He lowered his head and gently kissed the back of Zhou Ling's head:
"Sixth Senior Sister, you're so good to me."
"I won't let that bastard Chen Shuo marry you..."
"Absolutely not!"
Zhou Ling smiled brilliantly and said:
"Xiaofeng, hurry up and figure out how to detoxify me."
"Once that's done, I can handle this matter myself."
"You don't need to put yourself in danger."
Yun Feng rubbed his hands together, pulled a set of golden needles from his travel pack, and said with great enthusiasm:
"Alright! Take off your clothes!"
Zhou Ling's pretty face flushed red.
According to Second Senior Sister, the Yaochi medical tradition included the method of Qi-needling, allowing treatment to be administered without removing clothes.
However...
Yun Feng always claimed he hadn't mastered that particular method, and every time he treated his senior sisters, he practically wanted to strip off even their socks!
Zhou Ling was already used to it. Blushing, she gradually shed her clothes piece by piece.
Rubbing his hands together, Yun Feng flashed a mischievous, wicked grin:
"Take your socks off too!"
An exquisite, delicate body, accompanied by porcelain-white skin, blossomed inside the bedroom.
Head-on, a hot, passionate gaze landed upon her, inspecting Zhou Ling's figure carefully and greedily.
"Sixth Senior Sister is getting prettier and prettier..." Yun Feng wiped away a drop of drool and praised sincerely.
Even though he had watched this body grow up since childhood, he figured he wouldn't grow tired of it even after a hundred years!
Being scrutinized by Yun Feng's unmasked gaze, Zhou Ling blushed deeply, hurriedly dove under the quilt to cover her springtime beauty, and scolded in a low voice:
"Bad Xiaofeng! Why aren't you hurrying up to detoxify me?"
Yun Feng chuckled, sat down on the edge of the bed, whispered sweet nothings to Zhou Ling while slipping his hand under the quilt to take advantage of her.
It wasn't until Zhou Ling's face was flushed red, her breath coming in gasps, and she began to chide him with gritted teeth,
That Yun Feng smilingly withdrew his hand and executed the pinnacle realm of the Yaochi Golden Needle secret arts.
As Yun Feng's eight golden needles fell, a mere five minutes passed before a clump of black blood spewed from Zhou Ling's mouth. Yun Feng caught it in a washbasin and poured it down the drain.
Once this mouthful of black blood was expelled, Zhou Ling's entire circulation of vital energy flowed smoothly once more, without a shred of obstruction.
Her cultivation base was also completely restored!
With a face full of joy, Zhou Ling praised:
"Xiaofeng! Your medical skills are truly marvelous and unfathomable!"
"I reckon even Second Senior Sister might not be your match now!"
Yun Feng then asked Zhou Ling for the time and date of tomorrow's engagement, telling her to set her mind at ease, before bidding her farewell.
Left dizzy from Yun Feng's teasing, Zhou Ling got into her car and headed back to the company.
Yun Feng stayed behind in his old home.
Watching Zhou Ling's slender, graceful figure disappear at the end of the hallway, the smile at the corner of Yun Feng's mouth slowly faded, transforming into an expression of murderous intent.
"The Chen Family, Chen Shuo."
"Very well."
Yun Feng nodded with a cold smile: "Seven years ago, your Chen Family hunted me all the way, forcing me through brushes with death time and again."
"This time, you even used underhanded tactics to force my Sixth Senior Sister into marrying some random second-generation rich kid?"
"It seems your Chen Family's time is up!"
***
The next day, in front of Haicheng's most famous five-star luxury hotel.
Distinguished guests gathered in droves, with luxury cars parked in long lines.
Just looking at those gleaming, multi-million-dollar car emblems made it clear that the status and standing of the arriving guests were far from ordinary.
And the event they were attending was the engagement banquet between Chen Shuo of the Chen Family and Zhou Ling, the newly appointed Chairwoman of Tianxiang Group.
This Zhou Ling was a newcomer who had suddenly appeared in Haicheng's upper-class circles; two years ago, there had been no such person.
Single-handedly founding Tianxiang Group, Zhou Ling had developed several blockbuster perfumes that, upon release, were eagerly sought after by high-society ladies, making a fortune.
Along with it, Tianxiang Group's market value skyrocketed, going public directly within two years.
With Zhou Ling possessing such formidable capability, coupled with her peerless looks and figure, Haicheng's upper-class circles had constantly speculated on how she would ultimately choose her marriage partner.
Yet never had they expected that five days ago, news would suddenly break that Zhou Ling was getting engaged to Chen Shuo of the Chen Family.
Once this news came out, the entire upper-class circle of Haicheng sighed:
"Women, no matter how exceptional they are, ultimately cannot escape the fate of attaching themselves to power and wealth."
"Chen Shuo looks so hideous, and he's a 250-pound fat guy to boot."
"Not to mention he's a notorious gambler and sex maniac."
"If Zhou Ling wasn't after the Chen Family's power and influence, how could she possibly get engaged to someone like Chen Shuo?"
"Sigh... What a pity. A fresh flower stuck in cow dung after all!"
***
Chapter 3: Sixth Senior Sister's Black Silk
Entering the banquet hall, a lewd, mountain-of-flesh fat man stood at the entrance.
Chen Shuo wore a nauseating smile, his chubby hands constantly rubbing together as if he were exceptionally eager for what was about to happen next.
That woman Zhou Ling wouldn't even let me touch her little hand before.
Tonight, once we're engaged, I'll surely get my wish, right?
Heh heh heh heh...
This daddy is going to use all eighteen martial arts styles on Zhou Ling...
Let's see if she dares to put on her holier-than-thou airs in the future...
Thinking this, the lewd expression on Chen Shuo's face intensified.
***
Meanwhile, on the street outside the hotel,
A young man suddenly walked by.
In his hands, this man held two memorial tablets, his expression filled with solemn killing intent.
The Tablet of Loving Father Yun Hai.
The Tablet of Loving Mother Wang Qian.
They were precisely Yun Feng's parents!
Today, Yun Feng was going to use the blood of the Chen Family to sacrifice to the spirits of his departed parents!
Passersby on the street cast sidelong glances, pointing and whispering at Yun Feng as he carried the memorial tablets, wondering what kind of stunt this young man was pulling.
Inside the banquet hall,
Having recovered her cultivation, Zhou Ling had carefully applied a light makeup today.
With a confident and steady smile on her face, she looked all the more radiant and breathtakingly beautiful.
Causing every single woman attending the engagement banquet to harbor a twinge of jealousy.
Seeing that the bride and groom had arrived respectively, the master of ceremonies mentally cursed "Chen Shuo is a total bastard," cleared his throat, and proclaimed in a loud voice:
"Distinguished guests, let us begin today's engagement ceremony..."
Before the first sentence could even be finished,
BOOM!!!
With a thunderous crash, the doors of the banquet hall were kicked to pieces by a single blow!
Amidst swirling dust and smoke, a young man carrying memorial tablets strode in from outside!
"You greasy, lewd pig—you think you're worthy of laying a finger on my senior sister?"
"I object to this marriage."
Yun Feng's indifferent voice echoed throughout the entire banquet hall!
The moment Yun Feng kicked his way in, Chen Shuo's bodyguards reacted instantly, rushing out from every corner of the banquet hall to surround Yun Feng tightly.
Chen Shuo was startled at first, but upon seeing his own bodyguards, his confidence returned and he sneered:
"In this Haicheng, someone actually dares to come and smash my, Chen Shuo's, event?"
"You've truly eaten the gall of a bear and the heart of a leopard; you've got a death wish!"
"Men! Go kill this blind bastard!"
Hearing Chen Shuo's command, the Chen Family bodyguards drew gleaming knives and lunged at Yun Feng with savage grins, intent on hacking him to pieces on the spot.
Standing on the stage, radiant and alluring, Zhou Ling was startled the moment she saw Yun Feng kick open the door carrying memorial tablets:
"Xiaofeng?!"
"Why did you still come?"
"There are too many of them! Hurry up and leave!"