Chapter 15: The Beauty Knocks on the Door at Midnight

Lingxia Island, Cangyuan Cave.

A winding stream in front of the cave is like a jade belt, sandwiched between the side peaks on both sides. The trickling water flows in and out of the opening, and the sound of the rushing water can be heard even from a faraway flying boat.

And this Cangyuan Cave is also one of the eight spiritual caves of Piaomiao Sect, and only Yuanying Zhenren can live there.

"Disciple kowtows to Master!" On the flying boat, Wang Zheng bowed, looking very anxious.

"Well, how's it going?"

Soon, a hoarse voice was heard from the cave where the water curtain was hanging down.

Wang Zheng's mouth was bitter, and he gritted his teeth and said, "I have failed Master's trust. Please grant me death."

"What?" The old voice asked in shock and anger, "If you can't even handle such a trivial matter, what's the point of keeping you?!"

As soon as he finished speaking, a terrifying suction force gushed out from the cave, and Wang Zheng on the flying boat was involuntarily sucked into Cangyuan Cave.

Immediately afterwards, Wang Zheng appeared in front of a Taoist with gray hair and wrinkles on his face.

Wang Zheng did not make any excuses for himself. He just bowed his head and kowtowed. Even though his forehead was broken and blood was splattered all over the ground, he did not stop.

Seeing this, the coldness in the old Taoist's eyes just subsided a little. He waved his gorgeous Taoist robe to cast a ban, raised his head and said coldly: "Enough, tell me the whole story quickly."

Hearing this, Wang Zheng couldn't help but secretly breathe a sigh of relief, but he didn't even look up. With his eyes lowered, he slowly recounted what happened in the Internal Affairs Office in an extremely humble manner, adding fuel to the fire.

After a while, the old Taoist narrowed his eyes and said in a low tone that was difficult to guess: "Oh? Even after I told you about my Lingxia Island, this boy still didn't compromise?"

Wang Zheng shook his head and said, "He has always been arrogant in the Dan Palace. Even a newly promoted deacon has never taken me and Master seriously."

The old Taoist sneered, "You are arrogant? Now that old fellow Jiang Feng is dead, what qualifications does his Dan Palace have to make a fuss? It is indeed time to reorganize it."

Wang Zheng was overjoyed: "The Dan King has fallen?"

The old Taoist nodded.

"Then it would be easy for Master to capture this person, wouldn't it?" Wang Zheng couldn't stop smiling.

"Puff!" Unexpectedly, a gust of wind hit Wang Zheng's face directly in the next second, and he flew backwards several meters with a trail of blood.

"Fool, if I could come forward, why would I ask you to do this?" The old Taoist's face suddenly turned cold. After a while, he said in a deep voice: "In order to pursue your good uncle, I crossed two continents. Now my soul has not returned. It will take a few days to eliminate the mark he left on my soul. If I return to the sect rashly, I will definitely be exposed."

"This body of mine cannot leave the range of the magic circle at will."

Wang Zheng covered his red and swollen cheek, not daring to disobey in the slightest, and said worriedly: "But if I delay any longer, I'm afraid that guy will take the magic tablets from those two bitches' bodies and report it to the sect. I'll die, but I'm afraid that Master's plan will be ruined."

The old Taoist didn't care: "Humph, if you don't have the secret method of my magic sect, even if you know there is something wrong with your body, you will definitely not be able to take it out. If you force it out, you will only destroy yourself and the method."

"Are we just going to let that guy get away with it?" Wang Zheng felt a little unwilling.

The old Taoist showed a grim smile: "I don't need to do anything personally. I can make sure that arrogant kid dies without a burial place."

"Master, have you come up with an idea?" Wang Zheng was overjoyed.

"Today, the sect reported that the Bohai demonic rebellion needed to be suppressed by the major sects. In the past, Jiang Feng protected his disciples and grandchildren, so they were naturally able to live a comfortable life in the Dan Palace. Now that he is gone, there will be countless people eyeing his Dan Palace. You only need to pass on the master's order and contact those people to make sure he never returns."

As he spoke, the old Taoist flipped his hand and produced a mirror bag: "When the time comes, you just need to hand this thing over to the responsible persons, and they will add this bastard's name to it."

Wang Zheng was a little impatient: "Yes, I will do it right away."

"slow!"

"Master, do you have any other instructions?"

Then Wang Zheng saw a black shadow coming towards him. He wanted to dodge but he held back.

However, the severe pain that he had imagined did not come from his face. When he opened his eyes, he saw a small jade bottle.

At the same time, the voice of the experienced Taoist priest came: "Apply it on your face to instantly remove the scars. Don't let anyone suspect you."

This sudden care and concern startled Wang Zheng, and a warm current surged in his heart. He then bowed respectfully again: "Thank you, Master."

"Go ahead."

"I'll take my leave, disciple."

However, just as Wang Zheng left the cave, the old Taoist's skinny face began to move stiffly, and his flesh and blood suddenly opened up, turning into blood lines that entangled the figure in the dark.

"ah--"

Even as he wailed in pain, the complexion on the old Taoist's face became increasingly rosy, and the wrinkles on his face gradually smoothed out.

After a long while, he looked at the direction where Wang Zheng disappeared and said in a hoarse voice: "You are more likely to cause trouble than to help. If I hadn't waited for you to transform into a pill and then nourish my body, how could I have kept you!"

…

In the mottled night sky, a fleeting shadow flashed.

Her graceful figure slowly reflects her breathtaking beauty under the silver moonlight. The swaying branches flutter in the wind, as if welcoming her arrival, and the lotus pond with constantly rippling waves makes for an indescribable night painting.

It was not until she arrived at the door of a bedroom that her panting breath slowed down a little. Her cheeks turned red. She slightly opened her voluptuous neckline, took a deep breath, and knocked on the door.

“Knock knock!”

"Who is it?"

Soon, Xiao Jingsheng's low and slightly magnetic voice came from inside the door.

"Xiao Lang, it's me."

The woman's voice trembled slightly, and she seemed a little embarrassed and nervous in this situation.

Crunch!

The door was quickly opened, and when Xiao Jingsheng saw the person coming, he couldn't help but look down: "Madam, what are you doing..."

That’s right, the person who came was none other than the Dan King’s former wife Xia Zhixuan, whom Xiao Jingsheng had coveted for a long time... Oh no, the one whom he had respected and loved for a long time.

It's just that this time the opponent came with such a "violent" force that even without any more words, his heart was already beating wildly and his throat was a little tight.

Xiao Jingsheng's breathing was a little rapid, but he was good at nourishing his Qi, so he quickly adjusted himself. He asked knowingly, "Madam, isn't she keeping vigil for the elder? What do you want to talk to me about?"

Xia Zhixuan pursed her lips slightly, holding the corners of her clothes tightly with both hands. She couldn't help but glance away with a strong sense of shame, and said shyly: "It was Caiwei who was a little scared, so she asked me to come find you."

"Cai Wei?" A playful arc suddenly appeared at the corner of Xiao Jingsheng's mouth.

Are you sure it's not you who is afraid?

Xia Zhixuan felt embarrassed by the other party's gaze, biting the corner of her lip and said, "I don't want to bother Xiao Lang all the time, but Caiwei often says that you tell stories brilliantly, so I want to learn the essence from you."

"This...I'm afraid it will take a while to explain."

Xiao Jingsheng looked embarrassed.

Xia Zhixuan didn't know whether the other party really didn't understand or was just pretending not to understand. At this point, she could only let go of all her reserve: "Mr. Xiao, please understand my love for your daughter and let me go in to talk."

As she spoke, Xia Zhixuan's two arms had already climbed up the man's waist. She raised her stunning face and said delicately, "Can I?"

Sniffing the refreshing fragrance on the other person's body, Xiao Jingsheng couldn't help but sigh: "Ah~ Poor parents in the world!"

(End of this chapter)