Night fell, and the city lights started to illuminate.
Fang Ruoxue parked the car steadily at the courtyard entrance and glanced at Sun Zhe, "Ti to go ho."
Sun Zhe reached out to open the car door, not even bothering to look at her, got out, and walked away.
Fang Ruoxue suddenly rolled down the car window and said as she watched his back, "Rest well. I’ll co find you another day."
"Get lost, damn it."
At the ntion of her coming to find him again, Sun Zhe couldn’t help but feel a bit irritated and imdiately cursed.
The tornt of having one’s Divine Sense ravaged by the Soul Searching Technique was indeed very unpleasant.
Sun Zhe rubbed his temples and turned to glare at Fang Ruoxue, sneering, "Why don’t you just kill if you have the guts? If you can’t, you’d better pray that you never fall into my hands."
Fang Ruoxue smiled indifferently, "You won’t have that chance."
Sun Zhe returned the smile, couldn’t be bothered to argue further, and directly walked into the courtyard.
Upon entering the courtyard, he saw Ye Fei busy at work.
As he walked closer, he was shocked to find him dealing with corpses!
Looking at the shriveled corpses, Sun Zhe couldn’t help but feel nauseated, thinking that they must have been the Blood Slaves drained by Liu Bingyue, that Demoness. Worries arose that one day he might beco one of these dried-up bodies.
"Kid, where the hell have you been all day?"
While Sun Zhe was lost in thought, Ye Fei suddenly asked angrily.
Sun Zhe gathered his thoughts, walked straight to him, raised an eyebrow, and said, "Do I need to report where I go to you?"
Ye Fei gritted his teeth, feeling very displeased.
He had been working himself to the bone all day, first cleaning rooms and doing chores, then dealing with these disgusting corpses, and was almost dog-tired.
"Stop running around aimlessly. If Madam knows you sneaked out after closing her retreat, she’ll skin you alive!"
Sun Zhe chuckled and deliberately straightened his back, "That would be peeling off the layer of skin below."
"You..."
Ye Fei took off his mask, glaring at Sun Zhe, "How dare you disrespect Madam! I’ll tell her when I see her!"
Sun Zhe seed annoyed, "Alright, alright, enough of this crap. Don’t whine like a woman; I’m not interested in playing palace gas with you."
Then he headed towards the living room, disdainfully saying, "Acting like soone’s competing for favor with you. You really have no ambition."
"Stop right there!"
Sun Zhe glanced back at him, "Sothing else?"
Ye Fei said, "Co help with the corpses, I can’t handle it alone!"
Sun Zhe outright ignored him.
"You want to do your work? What’s in your brain, bladder stones? You’re here to play dog; I’m not."
Watching Sun Zhe’s carefree retreating figure, Ye Fei was livid, his eyes briefly showing a murderous intent, as he leapt up to kick Sun Zhe.
"Die, damn you!"
He planned to kill Sun Zhe while Liu Bingyue and Qing Kui were away.
If Liu Bingyue blad him later, so be it. But Sun Zhe would be dead, and even if Liu Bingyue were furious, she wouldn’t want him to compensate with his own life.
After all, with the loss of the Pure Yang Holy Body, there’s still his Primordial Yang Constitution.
Sun Zhe sensed the sound of rushing wind behind him and imdiately sidestepped, letting Ye Fei’s kick miss.
Unexpectedly, after missing, Ye Fei turned and aid a punch at his face.
"True Qi?"
Seeing this, Sun Zhe’s heart sank, delivering a punch of his own to et Ye Fei’s head-on.
Their fists collided, causing both of them to stagger back.
Ye Fei looked at his own fist, and a faint smirk played at the corner of his mouth, "Unexpected that you blocked my punch, even with your cultivation sealed."
Sun Zhe said, "I didn’t expect you, such a scrawny dog, to cultivate True Qi."
Ye Fei’s gaze turned fierce, "Thanks to Madam teaching the Devouring Yang Technique!"
Instantly, his figure flashed again, charging toward Sun Zhe.
Sun Zhe couldn’t care less about him and walked directly to the living room.
After returning to his room, he took a shower and fell asleep within seconds.
The constant torture of that Soul Searching Technique today had worn him out.
In the dead of night, when he was half-asleep, a warm, jade-like tender body snuck into his bed.
Sun Zhe lifted his head and looked at the bulging blanket, feeling the damp warmth from the second-in-command, and he couldn’t help but moan internally.
"Madam, waking up so late, aren’t you going to sleep?"
"Mmm mmm..."
Sun Zhe suddenly pulled back the quilt, dragging her into his embrace.
Liu Bingyue slithered like a water snake, entwining him, nibbling gently on his neck, "What’s wrong, my little grievance? Won’t you let eat?"
As she spoke, she raised a jade leg and bent her knee, gently clamping the ferocious beast that bulged violently, pointing at the ceiling.
The intimidating dragon glistened under the lights, covered in the fragrant saliva Liu Bingyue had just left, serving as a perfect lubricant.
Sun Zhe touched her silky leg, saying, "I’m all yours, Madam. Eat as you wish."
"..."
An intense battle lasted until dawn.
Sun Zhe gave it his all to satisfy Liu Bingyue, collapsing imdiately into sleep afterwards.
The next day.
Sun Zhe was still in deep sleep when Qing Kui woke him.
"I heard you can refine Spirit Crane Pill, try it in the backyard?"
Sun Zhe pulled off the quilt, his face expressed frustration, internally cursing Qing Kui’s ancestors to the eighteenth generation, asking, "Where’s Madam?"
Qing Kui: "Madam’s whereabouts aren’t for you to ask!"
Sun Zhe shrugged, rolled out of bed, saying, "Refining the Elixir requires you to provide the ingredients, right?"
Qing Kui: "Follow ."
"Wait!"
Qing Kui showed annoyance, "What now?"
Sun Zhe chuckled, "Look at my exhausted appearance. What kind of Elixir can I refine like this?"
"The Spirit Crane Pill isn’t an ordinary Elixir; even a small detail must be controlled carefully or it’ll fail, so at least let sleep well to get in the right state of mind, okay?"
Qing Kui squinted slightly, "You’re just trying to find an excuse to slack off and sleep, aren’t you?"
Sun Zhe: "Ingredients for the Spirit Crane Pill are hard to co by. Will Qing Master take a gamble? If it fails, it’s not my fault."
"Deal!"
Qing Kui glanced at the wall clock, "I’ll give you another three hours of sleep."
Upon hearing, Sun Zhe didn’t hesitate, flopped down, and fell asleep instantly.
Already tornted by the Soul Searching Technique, and drained by Liu Bingyue the previous night, he really had no strength left, just wanted to sleep. Even if the King of Heaven ca, he’d sleep!
...
Ti flew by, another day passing.
In the evening.
After refining a batch of Spirit Crane Pill, Sun Zhe exhaustedly returned to his room intending to wash and sleep, but Qing Kui ca looking for him not long after he lay down.
"Qing Master, what’s up?"
"Madam invites you!"
Sun Zhe groaned internally, "Again?"
Qing Kui secretly chuckled, coldly, "Serving Madam in bed is your honor."
Sun Zhe was still in deep sleep when Qing Kui woke him.
"I heard you can refine Spirit Crane Pill, try it in the backyard?"
Sun Zhe pulled off the quilt, his face expressed frustration, internally cursing Qing Kui’s ancestors to the eighteenth generation, asking, "Where’s Madam?"
Qing Kui: "Madam’s whereabouts aren’t for you to ask!"
"..."
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