94 Blood Pill
The eagle demon quickly explained, "My lord, the Spirit Herb Rabbit Rou Rou is not only skilled at raising spirit herbs, but also extremely sensitive to them."
Then he recounted the story of the Dragon Heart Fruit. He added, "My lord, Wanqing and Rourou both wish to follow you and seek your protection. One is skilled in alchemy, and the other in cultivating spiritual herbs. We hope you will take them in."
At this moment, Rou Rou and Wan Qing also looked at He Chen and said in unison, "Please, sir, protect us!"
He glanced at the two demons. Neither of them were at the third level, so they posed little threat. Moreover, they were surrounded by auspicious energy, perhaps merit or fortune.
I don't know, and I don't want to think about it too much; it makes me feel quite comfortable. This is fine. Nodding, I said, "Okay, I hope you don't have any bad intentions, otherwise, you'll bear the consequences."
"Thank you, sir," the three demons replied in unison.
Rou Rou let out a long sigh of relief, her eyes filled with joy. Wan Qing felt the same way, a weight lifted from her heart for the time being. This place was unfamiliar to them, and having this shelter was the best outcome for them at the moment.
He gently touched Rou Rou, who quickly said, "My lord, the Dragon Heart Fruit is in this direction."
Rou Rou pointed in a certain direction. He Chen looked and saw that it was the back mountain of Wan Jian Manor. He nodded and said, "No rush, let me deal with this place first. You wait here for me a moment. If you get tired, find a place to rest nearby."
The eagle demon quickly flattered, "My lord, it's alright. I'll be waiting for you here. Seeing your mighty power, I'm truly envious. I wish you a resounding victory, leaving no survivors, devouring them alive!"
It started off well and seemed quite reasonable, but then it started to feel a bit artificial!
He then chuckled, "Haha, what are you saying? Never mind, just focus on your own work and don't have any inappropriate thoughts!"
Having said that, without waiting for a reply, he took a step, his footwork swift, and he descended with the wind. Before he even arrived, the fierce aura of his blade swept over, directly striking the sky above the hall.
At this moment, Wan Jian Manor's Master, Wan Qianchi, was in his room. Inside, on a sandalwood tea table, lay a bowl of bright red liquid. On the floor lay the body of a young woman, terrified. She had clearly just died.
A jade-like hand, deathly white, almost frighteningly so. Absolutely no color in it. Her face was adorned with vermilion eyebrows, and she wore a festive red robe, her feet embroidered with flowers and birds. Her fingernails were slender, three inches long! Her beauty was extraordinary.
She gently picked up the bowl from the coffee table and took a small sip. Then, her bright red tongue, like a snake, licked all the bloodstains from the corner of her mouth.
He closed his eyes, as if savoring an exquisite delicacy. A satisfied smile appeared on his face, then his pale complexion regained a touch of color. He looked more human now.
At this moment, sitting by the coffee table was a man with sharp, piercing eyes, arched eyebrows, and a pointed nose. He stared at the corpse on the ground without showing the slightest emotion, clearly having become accustomed to it.
'My lord, I will soon be able to solidify my physical form. Then, you can make me wear whatever clothes you want!'
Then, a sweet laugh rang out, "My lord, this Blood Pill is incredibly useful. Old Man Chang and the others all have ulterior motives, but they don't know that you are already a pseudo-Martial King. If you devour them and refine the Blood Pill, you will soon become a true Martial King!"
Then, she gently unbuttoned a few buttons on her chest, came to his side, linked her arm with the Master of Ten Thousand Swords's, and softly breathed on him, saying, "My husband, if you can't resist, tonight I'm yours. I hope that when you become a Martial King, you won't abandon me!"
Sweet words, a beautiful woman by his side—such gentle whispers stirred even the Master of Ten Thousand Swords' heart.
Gently stroking her slender, cold hand, she said happily, "Don't worry, you're the only one in my heart. How can any ordinary woman compare to you!"
He paused, then said, "This Blood Pill is truly effective. If I were to consume the others and become a Martial King, I could go anywhere in this vast world. If things come to light, I can simply hide in this secluded place. Once the storm has passed, everything will be fine!"
A hint of worry flickered in his eyes. However, the power enhanced by the Blood Pill, and the presence of a beautiful woman by his side, even if not a beauty himself, instantly dispelled those worries.
At this moment, He Chen arrived at the top of the hall. He was about to reach the door in one step.
Two servants, disciples, stood at the gate. Their names were emblazoned with the words "Servant" and they wore coarse gray linen clothes, looking utterly inhuman. They were secretly peeking through the crack in the door, drooling as they looked.
A young man with a cunning face whispered, "This formal disciple is truly blessed, having beauties to keep him company every day. I heard that not long ago, that kid Hu San, relying on his family's wealth, paid to become a formal disciple. It's said he's so happy he's forgotten all about home, having someone to keep him company every night."
The tall, burly man beside him unconsciously echoed, "Yes, I heard she's got two women on each arm, living the high life. But I haven't seen her lately. Probably ran out of money and went down the mountain to ask her family for help. I'm so envious! If I had that kind of life, I'd die happy!"
"Hey brothers, who are you envious of?" a sweet, girlish voice came from behind. The two boys, startled by the pleasant voice, turned around.
A beautiful young woman, about sixteen or seventeen, was seen bowing her head to inquire. She wore a short, white, fitted dress that barely covered anything.
The two men blushed at the sight, and the cunning-looking man quickly said, "So, young lady, who are you looking for? You're all busy, but if you feel lonely, I can keep you company."
The other man, tall and looking anxious, quickly said, "Miss, are you lost? Would you like us to take you?"
"Thank you both, brothers. I live over there. Would you please help me get there?"
"Okay, okay." Upon hearing the words, the two servant disciples quickly helped him up on either side and led him towards the shade of the trees!
In the stillness of the night, the beautiful woman kept her head down, exuding an alluring and seductive charm.
What a wonderful thing! Passing the imperial examination with flying colors, and then celebrating their wedding night! Truly wonderful.
He Chen stopped in his tracks, not just here.
There was a place for servants to live. "Brother, I twisted my ankle, can you open the door and help me?" "Brother, I'm hungry, can you take me to the kitchen?"
There were many different kinds of greetings. "Coming, little sister, just a moment, I'll be right there." A burly man hurriedly got up, not even properly dressed, and came out with his pants hanging loosely.
Then they heard a woman's voice, "Brother, you're so kind to let us go over there; it's quieter and less crowded there. Let's go check it out!"
"Don't go out," a young boy said with a worried expression to the boy who was about to leave.
I need to pee!
"It's inside, whatever you do, don't go out."
Just then, an even more alluring voice came from outside. 'My husband, come out quickly!'
"Sanlang, where are you? I'm here." Hearing this voice, the worried-looking boy quickly said.
"Quickly cover your ears!" Then he covered his ears tightly and stopped talking.
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