Cultivator With Modern AI

"How? Have you made her swallow the pill?" Dongfang Xinyue asked as she walked into Ran Ling'er's room.

Ran Ling'er stared at her back in anger, because she had suffered a terrible fate from cooperating with her, but she didn't want to say anything about it to her, to be more precise, she couldn't say it. "I haven't given the pill to her yet, because the current Mengxin is different from before, and the current her is very vigilant, so I didn't find a chance to do it."

Dongfang Xinyue fell silent at that thought; she herself was aware that the current Murong Mengxin was completely different from her past self, but she was not aware of the difference, as she had already forgotten their conversation in the Zhu Palace.

Seeing that she was pensive, Ran Ling'er then made tea for them, and she mixed the potion Murong Mengxin gave her into Dongfang Xinyue's tea. After that, she handed it over to her, as she said. "Haven't you always liked my tea? You can drink it now."

"En." Dongfang Xinyue nodded as she received the teacup and immediately drank it without any suspicion. "Your tea is as delicious as ever, Ling'er."

Ran Ling'er inwardly snorted upon hearing that. 'Now we both suffer the same fate!' "Well, you can come here for my tea whenever you want."

Suddenly, Ran Ling'er raised her eyebrows for a moment as she saw a snow-white figure appear behind Dongfang Xinyue, but she hastily calmed herself down again. "So what's your next plan? It won't be easy for me to make her swallow the pill with her current character."

"Sigh, I don't have any other plans yet." Dongfang Xinyue replied with a shake of her head; she then rose to her feet as she spoke. "For the time being, you think of a way to make her swallow the pill, and I will think of another way to capture her."

"Alright." Ran Ling'er just nodded to her, and she sighed heavily after Dongfang Xinyue left her room.

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Dongfang Xinyue's room

As soon as she arrived at her room, Dongfang Xinyue immediately sat cross-legged on her bed to cultivate, but she suddenly felt her body turn extremely cold. Instantly, she fell on her bed and groaned in pain, as her inner body seemed to be pricked by cold needles. "Argh! What... What happened to me?"

For quite some time, she kept groaning in pain, and she finally fell unconscious because she couldn't endure the excruciating pain.

Soon, Murong Mengxin walked into her room, and she smirked evilly when she saw that Dongfang Xinyue was already unconscious. She approached her and opened her clothes, then she pressed her palms against her chest and navel, and she did something to her. "Humph! You think your cunningness can beat me? You couldn't beat me in the past, and you will never be able to beat me in the future."

Moments later, Dongfang Xinyue's body was enveloped by a snow-white aura, and the aura slowly shrank into a symbol below her navel. After that, Murong Mengxin pulled her hand back, and she helped her get dressed. "Heh! Like Ling'er, your life is in my hands now, and you will be my ice puppet for the rest of your life. However, Ling'er is slightly better than you, because you will continue to feel pain every night, and no one will be able to heal you."

After that, Murong Mengxin left Dongfang Xinyue's room and returned to her room to cultivate.

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White Tiger Empire

Hu Yefeng knelt on the floor with an expression filled with rage, but he didn't dare to look at his father, who kept staring at him with murderous eyes.

Hu Duan himself was furious with his son. Because last night he received news from someone who saw his second son walking around naked, and his face was covered in bruises. So he immediately sent his confidant to pick him up, and sure enough, his appearance was so embarrassing.

"What were you doing in that place? And who was the person who beat you like that?" Hu Duan asked in a tone filled with anger.

Hu Yefeng broke out in cold sweat hearing his father's question, which he then explained to him with a trembling body. "I heard that Xia Tian came to Bai Kingdom, so I went there with my two bodyguards to teach him a lesson, but-"

"Xia Tian? Bai Yinyue's husband?" Hu Duan raised his eyebrows upon hearing that. "Is he the one who beat you up like this?"

"No." Hu Yefeng shook his head at him. "When I got there, Xia Tian and the others had already left, and I couldn't find them. The man who beat me was a middle-aged man, but I don't know his identity, nor do I know why he beat me."

Hu Duan stared at his second son silently, as he thought of a few things. He himself was aware that his son had many enemies because of his arrogant and lecherous attitude, but no one had ever dared to attack him before because those people were afraid of him. But now, someone was actually beating him up, and he was also humiliating his son. Before long, he sighed softly and said. "Since you can paint, quickly go and paint that guy's face and then give it to me, and I will track down his whereabouts."

"Alright." Hu Yefeng hurriedly left his father's study room to carry out his orders.

Soon, a middle-aged man appeared behind Hu Duan and asked him. "Do you want me to investigate Bai Yinyue, Your Majesty?"

"You don't need to do that, Hu Yi. I don't think this has anything to do with Bai Yinyue, because there are indeed many people who hate Yefeng." Hu Duan replied with a shake of his head. "But from now on, you must follow Yefeng wherever he goes, I have a feeling that that man will appear in front of him again. And if that person does appear again, then you must capture him alive, and hand him over to me."

"Yes, Your Majesty." The middle-aged man respectfully replied; he then disappeared from the room.

Hu Duan then leaned back in his chair and looked up at the ceiling. "Who exactly is that man? I feel that he deliberately toyed with Yefeng; he killed his two bodyguards, yet he only injured him lightly."

- To Be Continued -