Floating Immortal Order

Chapter 214: Shall the Two of Us Have a Competition?

Chapter 214: Shall the Two of Us Have a Competition?

“This place is so barren and poor. I have no idea how we’re supposed to slog through these 10 years,” Quan Hongyu grumbled underneath his breath to He Qiwen. The two of them were walking through the Anxi provincial capital.

He Qiwen sighed in agreement and said, “If I knew that we would only be allowed to sit still and cultivate after coming here, I wouldn’t have volunteered to come here with Soul Suppressor Sacred Son, even if it meant crossing Senior Martial Brother Yuan.”

Quan Hongyu let his eyes wander as he took in the rows upon rows of pavilions and houses in the Anxi provincial capital. “Senior Martial Brother He, what do you say we go look for some fun?”

“Hm?”

His interest piqued, He Qiwen turned to look at Quan Hongyu, who was wearing a lustful smile on his face. “What kind of fun is there here? This place isn’t like the Sacred Sect’s Ning’an Province, where there are properly trained female cultivators to mess around with.”

“Perhaps not as good as female cultivators, but these mortal women wouldn’t be bad either,” Quan Hongyu said, his lips parting in a lascivious grin. “From what I’ve seen so far in the Anxi provincial city, practically every household here has plenty of clothes to wear and food to eat. There are also some girls and young married women that I’ve spotted around here that look awfully dainty and seductive. There ought to be some kind of special flavor about them.”

He Qiwen’s brows creased slightly. “There naturally wouldn’t be any problem if we did this in another Province. But this time we came here with Senior Martial Brother Yuan and Soul Suppressor Sacred Son to be stationed here. If we act in this manner, won’t the Sacred Son be unhappy with us?”

Quan Hongyu seemed to have already thought things through. With an excited expression, he said, “In the end, we’re disciples of Cloud Abyss Peak. As long as we don’t violate sect rules, I doubt Soul Suppressor Sacred Son would find fault with us. We only need to be a bit careful around those old bastards Gou Lezhan and Qin Huamao and we’ll be fine.”

He Qiwen nodded slowly, making up his mind. “Then how about the two of us have a competition?”

“What kind of competition? Tell me what you’ve got.”

“Let’s set this small west city wall as the border. I’ll go north, you go south. Whoever can shag more women in four hours wins! I’ll bet 30 spirit stones!”

“Alright, sure.”

… …

Zhang Shi lifted off the warm covers and wrapped a light red muslin cloth around her body. With a languid yawn, she instructed, “Change my clothes.”

“As you wish, madam.” Several maids hastily came forward and tended to Zhang Shi, helping her to change her clothes.

The Liu Clan was the family based around a government scholar, Lord Liu. As his primary wife, Zhang Shi had a very high status. Every day, she would sleep until well after sunrise.

BOOM!

The sturdy, lavish wooden door was suddenly kicked wide open, and Quan Hongyu strode in, his eyes lighting up when he saw her body.

Zhang Shi screamed and turned pale with fright, and hurriedly grabbed a nearby blanket to cover up her practically naked body.

Suddenly, she found her mouth sealed shut by a strand of profound qi. Before she knew it, Quan Hongyu was standing right in front of her. Her face flushed and she tried to speak, but her voice only came out as muffled squealing. She wasn’t able to utter a single word.

“These mortal women really do have a subtle, different flavor,” Quan Hongyu murmured excitedly, yanking off the light red muslin cloth wrapped around her body.

At some point in time, the maids around her had already fallen over soundlessly. Quan Hongyu had used Shangqing profound qi to disrupt their heart meridian, killing them outright.

… …

“Senior Martial Sister Ming, did you hear a scream just now?” He Rourou asked. Her face was puzzled as she strained her ears to listen closer.

Ming Ruoyun had been astonished by what she had seen on her way here. The Anxi Province was carefree and peaceful, almost to the point that they hardly needed to lock their doors at night. As a result, she was confused. Why would there be such a miserable-sounding scream in a place like this?

Without another word, she brought He Rourou and Li Zhao with her. They stepped onto beams of profound light and began to fly in the direction of the scream.

“He Qiwen! What are you doing?!” Ming Ruoyun shouted angrily, her face ashen when she saw the corpses scattered throughout the large courtyard.

With a thought, He Qiwen’s Spirit Tool robe readjusted itself onto his body. He narrowed his eyes and replied, “Ming Ruoyun. What I’m doing is none of your business, you know?”

He Qiwen was also at the peak Sea of Qi stage. By relying on Yuan Qi’s influence in Cloud Abyss Peak, he had managed to siphon quite a bit of cultivation resources for himself by this point. He already had several high-grade Spirit Tools in his possession, so he wasn’t scared of Ming Ruoyun at all.

Li Zhao flew over from another direction and surveyed the scene. He glared deeply at He Qiwen, then said to Ming Ruoyun, “Senior Martial Sister Ming, I just looked over in that direction, and I found over 10 families slaughtered. And…”

Ming Ruoyun’s expression turned even darker. “And what?”

Li Zhao hesitated for a moment, then turned his gaze back to He Qiwen and said, “And all of the women, girls or young married women alike, were all naked corpses. At their time of death, their bodies were all a ravaged mess.”

“How could Cloud Abyss Peak have such a terrible degenerate like you among its ranks?!” Ming Ruoyun cried furiously, unable to hold back her rage any further. A small seal Spirit Tool appeared in her hand, and she threw it out towards He Qiwen. It smashed down ruthlessly upon him from overhead!

Li Zhao wavered hesitantly by the side, unsure if he should attack as well.

Although he had come along with Ming Ruoyun from Falling Moon Peak to join Cloud Abyss Peak, he knew that He Qiwen was one of Yuan Qi’s henchmen. And as it turned out, Yuan Qi was rumored to be heavily favored by Soul Suppressor Sacred Son.

Hatred darkened He Rourou’s expression. Her talent was ordinary, but she was a part of Falling Moon Peak’s He Clan. At this moment, she brandished a longsword Spirit Tool and unleashed an attack towards He Qiwen.

He Qiwen rolled his eyes disdainfully, and the corners of his mouth slowly curled into an evil grin, but he didn’t even bother to retaliate. He took out two defensive-type high-grade Spirit Tools and activated them at full force. As they fended off Ming Ruoyun and He Rourou’s attacks, he simultaneously sent out several message jade slips.

Not long later, Chu Luo, Zhang Haobo, and the others flew over on profound lights and tried to stop Ming Ruoyun and He Rourou, trying to ask them what exactly happened that had caused them to resort to blows.

Ming Ruoyun was already so furious that her chest was heaving up and down. She came back to her senses somewhat and saw the evil grin that He Qiwen was directing at her. She suddenly had an idea of what was happening, and she began to inwardly regret her impulsive actions.

At that moment, Quan Hongyu, who had just finished taking his pleasure in Zhang Shi’s body, received He Qiwen’s message jade slip and flew straight over. After examining the scene, he could already more or less guess what had happened.

Yuan Qi and He Ziming were still standing by in Xu Disheng’s hall. As the person with the highest cultivation among them, Zhang Haobo looked at He Rourou, who was still unable to calm herself, and said to them, “Let’s just let this matter go.”

Ming Ruoyun had already regained her composure by this point, but her heart was still filled with resentment towards He Qiwen. She gave a cold snort, signifying on behalf of the others that they were willing to temporarily let this matter rest.

He Rourou pointed at the strewn corpses and was about to say something, but Ming Ruoyun held up a hand to stop her, her beautiful but enraged eyes staring daggers at He Qiwen.

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