"My lord, my lord, please... please have rcy on this humble lady~~ I really can’t... can’t take it anymore..."
On the bed, the beautiful woman’s hair was disheveled, her soft~ panting continuous.
On top of her, a robust cultivator in the late stage of the Qi Refining Realm was working with his head down. Sweat trickled down his sturdy back, almost soaking the sheets beneath him.
And at this exact mont.
Outside the window, several yards away on a rooftop, two figures were concealed in the shadows, watching from afar.
In the hazy night, the outlines of these two figures were very obscure, yet the slender silhouettes were faintly discernible. Clearly, both were won.
Each of them wore a cloak, almost blending into the night. One was slightly taller, while the other carried a large box-like container on her back, which by its material and shape, was obviously a Spirit Insect Master’s insect box.
At this mont, the Spirit Insect Master woman was holding a jade-green insect flute in her hand.
This insect flute was half the length of a regular flute, and subtle profound qi swirled around her fingertips, animating the flute like a gentle breeze and emitting sounds almost imperceptible to the human ear.
With the sound of the flute, various insects crawled out one by one from the box on her back, disappearing into the night with rustling noises.
At the sa ti, purple butterflies fluttered out of the box, gradually vanishing into the night.
"How’s the situation?"
The other woman beside her asked.
"What’s the hurry?" The Spirit Insect Master woman glanced at her sideways. "It’ll take a while for the insects to spread around~ The Flower Scorpion is cunning and tricky, so we’d better prepare more, just in case."
"You’re always so cautious."
The woman frowned but said nothing more, patiently waiting.
The two won, one moving and one still, were none other than the sisters Wang Luojing and Wang Luqiu.
Many years had passed, and the sisters were now in their early thirties. Their cultivation had advanced significantly; both had reached the fourth layer of the Spirit Platform Realm and entered the Mid-stage Spirit Platform Realm.
At the Academy, resources were plentiful and opportunities for practical experience were nurous. Over the years, the sisters had rapidly grown, with their aura transforming day by day. Now, they seed to have undergone a complete tamorphosis.
Compared to the Black Tortoise cultivators who stayed ho within their noble families, the sisters had developed a more resolute and dauntless aura, their brows and eyes exuding a sharpness, like unsheathed swords flashing with a formidable glint.
At the mont, they were undertaking an Academy mission, specifically coming to capture a notorious wanted loose cultivator criminal.
This loose cultivator was nicknad "Flower Scorpion," reportedly becoming unruly and murderous after a cultivation mishap, having committed cris in multiple locations, exterminating several Ninth-Grade Noble Families. He ranked nineteenth on the wanted blacklist signed by the Governor’s Mansion of Longzuo County, valued at five thousand academic credits.
However, "Flower Scorpion" was elusive, highly cunning, and very adept at concealnt. Earlier Academy disciples who took the mission either didn’t find him or found him with great difficulty only to let him escape again.
But precisely because of this, the mission credits for the "Flower Scorpion" kept increasing, now considerably higher by six to seven-tenths compared to an average mid-stage Spirit Platform Realm wanted criminal.
The sisters had searched for a long ti before finally obtaining a clue, which led them step by step to this brothel.
Now, it was finally ti to close the net.
After a while, Wang Luojing put away her insect flute and looked at Wang Luqiu beside her: "Confird, there are no other Spirit Platform Realm Black Tortoise cultivators within a few miles, nor are there any arrays or chanisms set up. There should be no ambush.
But since Flower Scorpion has repeatedly escaped other Academy disciples, he must have other thods. Be careful not to fall into a trap."
"Do I need your reminder?"
Wang Luqiu shot her a glance.
She’s no foolish Lici. Countless wanted criminals have t their end at her hands over the years, and she’s seen her fair share of tricks and sches. She’s not that easy to outsmart.
Unwilling to waste words, she pressed her toes against the eaves and in an instant, shot out like a flash of lightning.
"Let’s go."
In an instant, with the sound of the rushing wind, a teor-like streak appeared in the night sky, crossing several yards in the blink of an eye, smashing through the window lattice with a "boom," and rushing into the second-floor boudoir belonging to Chun Ying.
The window lattice shattered, splinters flying.
Wang Luqiu landed nimbly like a swift swallow, moving deftly without a single splinter touching her.
"Who are you?!"
The man and woman on the bed were alard, quickly pulling the blanket to cover themselves, revealing faces of panic.
"Purple Mansion Academy disciple, here by order to apprehend a wanted criminal." Wang Luqiu glanced up, her sharp eyes falling instantly on one of the individuals, "Flower Scorpion, if you surrender, I’ll leave you an intact corpse."
With that, without waiting for them to react, she drew her lower-grade spiritual artifact long knife and swung it at the two.
The sword qi surged, like an inverted Celestial River, unstoppable in its might.
The fierce, overwhelming killing intent filled the entire room.
"Flower Scorpion? What Flower Scorpion? You must be mistaken!"
The man’s face turned pale with fright, clutching the blanket as he crawled to hide deeper into the bed.
However, Wang Luqiu’s sword qi was not directed at him.
Just as he scrambled away, the "Chun Ying," who had been curling up like boneless at the foot of the bed, suddenly sprang up, drawing a short sword from under the pillow with a backhand swipe to repel Wang Luqiu’s incoming sword qi.
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