The woman's bedroom was in a small corner in the southwest, some distance from the main house. This relatively desolate location made it easier for Luo Jiu to investigate.

"Squeak."

The wooden door was slowly pushed open from the outside, and Luo Jiu cautiously slipped inside.

It wasn't that she couldn't beat them, but Luo Jiu was afraid of trouble. If she alerted them now, it would be difficult to investigate again next time.

Luo Jiu's steps were light and slow. The scent of perfume in the room seemed even stronger than when she arrived, but...

It had a hint of another smell mixed in.

Luo Jiu became more alert, her eyes fixed on the pink bed curtains not far away.

A gentle breeze suddenly blew past my ear, carrying a faint, cool woody scent and the damp, chilly smell of the snow.

not good!

The newcomer was incredibly skilled; with just one hand, he quickly seized Luo Jiu's vital point.

"I'm always telling you to practice magic, but I forgot to tell you to train your physical fitness. With such rudimentary skills, you dare to go out at night?"

Yan Ze's cool voice was highly recognizable even in the dark.

Luo Jiu was overjoyed and was about to say something nice, but she immediately wilted when she heard what he said next.

"Master, you're so mean..."

"I possess magical powers, you know. Mere mortals can't do anything to me."

Yan Ze glanced at her, ignored her, and lifted the bed curtains.

Upon seeing this, Luo Jiu immediately followed.

The scene was somewhat different from what Luo Jiu had imagined.

Lying on the bed was a mature and beautiful woman with silky black hair that beckoned one to touch it. Her face was lightly made up, and even in her illness, her stunning beauty could not be concealed. The scent emanating from her was identical to that in the room, and even in her illness, there was not a trace of herbal medicine.

"No wonder Lord Ma likes her..."

Even though she's so sick, she still doesn't forget to dress up...

As Luo Jiu was pondering this, she saw Yan Ze sit down beside her bed and stick a yellow talisman, which appeared out of nowhere, onto the lady's face.

Her knowledge of Yan Ze came from what others had told her, and she had never witnessed Yan Ze casting spells before. Suddenly, she became focused and stared intently at Yan Ze.

"What are you looking at?"

Yan Ze glanced at her, then waved to Luo Jiu.

"Hurry up and come here."

"hold head high."

Luo Jiu walked over in a daze, and before she could react, Yan Ze grabbed her wrist.

The man's hands were unexpectedly cold, which made Luo Jiu shudder instantly.

Yan Ze silently recited the incantation, and the invisible green spiritual power on Luo Jiu's body was immediately transferred to Yan Ze.

He managed to prevent himself from draining Luo Jiu's spiritual power with his strong self-control. Afterwards, he placed a restriction on her hand, so that even Luo Jiu herself would not be able to detect that some of her spiritual power had been lost.

The white light emanating from Yan Ze covered the entire rune. Luo Jiu held her breath, not daring to disturb it in the slightest.

As the white halo grew brighter, a burnt smell filled the air.

Immediately afterwards, Luo Jiu saw a cloud of black mist emerge from the woman's mouth, which turned into smoke upon contact with the white light.

Yan Ze withdrew his magic power, his expression turning serious.

...

"Master, where are we going?"

Luo Jiu was like Yan Ze's little tail, following him everywhere, and impossible to shake off.

She diligently played the role of a talkative junior disciple, yet Yan Ze couldn't hit her or scold her away.

Luo Jiu followed Yan Ze through many twists and turns, finally stopping at a cosmetics shop.

"This is……"

Luo Jiu suppressed her doubts and followed Yan Ze inside.

"Sir, our shop is closed. If you wish to purchase spices, please come again tomorrow."

It was already late at night, and only one waiter remained in the shop, fiddling with an abacus, his expression indifferent, his tone devoid of politeness or enthusiasm.

Yan Ze didn't care and tossed the item in his hand to the servant.

Where does this spice come from?

Without even looking up, the servant reached out and caught the object thrown by Yan Ze with perfect accuracy.

"Sir, our shop is closed now. If you need to make any purchases, please come back tomorrow."

Luo Jiu was startled. She was initially amazed that this small town was full of hidden talents, even the clerk who did the accounting knew martial arts, but after hearing what he said, doubts slowly rose in her heart.

The clerk, who was doing the accounting, slowly raised his head. His face was completely unremarkable, the kind you'd easily blend into a crowd. He mechanically kept repeating the same sentence…

Luo Jiu couldn't help but step forward, and her eyes met the servant's slowly opening eyes.

"ah!"

Those were not eyes that a human could possess. The servant's eyes were jet black, with no white in the pupils, like black grapes set in a person's eye.

The black pupils appeared even more terrifying under the cold moonlight.

Startled, Luo Jiu took two steps back. Once she came to her senses, she hid directly behind Yan Ze.

Yan Ze's expression hardened, and he grabbed something from the side and smashed it forcefully against the strange servant's vital point.

After being hit, the servant took two steps back. Whether it was my imagination or not, the servant's movements seemed slightly slower than before.

"I didn't know it was Immortal Venerable Yan Ze who graced us with his presence. These little trinkets are indeed a bother to you."

Before they could see who it was, they heard a woman's voice coming from behind the spice shop.

The strong sense of mystery immediately put Luo Jiu on edge.

She gripped the sword behind her, her eyes fixed on the door, and then she saw an exceptionally alluring woman.

The woman had an extremely alluring figure, with her shoulders partially exposed and a pipe in her mouth. Thick smoke obscured her face, yet she exuded an air of mystery and danger.

Luo Jiu watched her slowly walk towards the counter, her slender arm supporting her chin as she looked at Yan Ze with profound meaning.

Her eyes were long and narrow, like a fox's eyes, and you could easily become intoxicated by the illusions she wove.

The woman's puff of smoke was directed towards Yan Ze, and the corners of her mouth curled up, as if she were teasing him or hinting at something.

"Immortal Venerable Yan Ze, it has truly been a long time since we last met."

Yan Ze frowned slightly as he looked at the smoke rushing towards him, but said nothing and dodged it to the side.

"Master, who is she?"

Luo Jiu couldn't help but tug at Yan Ze's sleeve, her eyes scanning the woman in front of her from head to toe, her intense curiosity almost overflowing.

"Heh! It really has been a long time, Yan Ze. What brings you here with this little girl?"

"You took this as a rejection. I always thought that Immortal Venerable Yanze was a heartless, desireless, emotionless, and loveless man, just like a banished immortal. I never expected that you would like this kind of thing."

"Ha! I've really seen something like this in my lifetime."

Luo Jiu's eyes darted around in their sockets, and finally she looked the two of them up and down.

I never expected this...

Yan Ze, who is as cold as ice, has actually been confessed to?