Do Not Seek Fairy Fate

Chapter 268

Wanhua Building.

top floor.

Yun Xiang, son of the Shang family, lay back on the soft chair, allowing several delicate maidservants to knead his muscles and bones.

Smelling the fragrance of his daughter beside him, he said leisurely:

"Admiring tens of thousands of flowers all night, this building has a good name!"

"Thank you, Young Master, for your praise." The bustard who still had a charm smiled softly and said:

"It's not my concubine's boasting. On the thirty-seventh floor of Dong'an Mansion, only our Wanhua Building can really play with flowers."

"Many high-ranking officials and dignitaries are regular visitors here, and many martial arts high-ranking guests are also reluctant to leave."

"Of course, you are the only guest here today!"

"It's really good." Mr. Shang nodded, his face full of satisfaction:

"It's better to live outside the mountains. Good wine, beautiful scenery, beautiful scenery, whatever you want, you can find everything you expect."

He stretched out his hand to caress the wine cup and the beauty in front of him, with a smile on the corner of his mouth, and his eyes became more and more satisfied:

"Although there is anything you can ask for in the mountain, the supplies are too poor after all. The Shang family should have come out long ago."

Speaking of this, his voice could not help but be filled with dissatisfaction.

No matter how you say it, the Shang family is also a family of cultivating immortals that has been passed down for hundreds of years, with a profound heritage, which is not comparable to other families.

However...

Since hundreds of years ago, I have lived in the mountains and forests, accompanied by wild animals, and my life can be described as difficult.

Look at the Lu family, for a hundred years the Lu family can sit on a mansion and support a family with tens of millions of people.

Qiongyue Lake and his party opened his eyes even more.

Rare and rare treasures, pearls, jade and corals, silk and satin... all kinds of rare things are available.

He and Yun Rou were almost dazzled for a while, like bumpkins who suddenly came into Baihua Garden.

"This is the enjoyment!"

Squinting his eyes, stroking the smooth long hair of a woman beside him, Mr. Shang narrowed his eyes slightly, but waved gently:

"Take people back first."

"yes."

The madam was taken aback for a moment, but she didn't dare to ask any more questions. With a greeting, the group of people left the room one by one.

Not long.

There was a sound from the stairs, the door opened, and a woman walked in with a unconscious Dong Xiaowan in her hand.

"Young master, someone brought it."

"Um."

Mr. Shang nodded, took a step forward, brushed aside his long hair, and looked up and down Dong Xiaowan's face.

"Looks okay."

Then he smiled:

"Xianxian, who is less than thirty years old, still has a virgin Yin, how many years haven't I encountered it?"

"Congratulations, young master." The woman cupped her hands aside:

"With this female Yuan Yin, the son's magical skills can go a step further, and there will be hope for immortality in the future."

"Haha..." Mr. Shang laughed loudly:

"Well said!"

"Although the yin and yang method I practice has many flaws, if I have the help of a woman's yin and yin, it can greatly increase my cultivation."

"It's a pity that virgins with innate cultivation are too rare."

Said, lightly pinched Dong Xiaowan's cheek, and shook her head regretfully:

"It's a pity that such a beauty will pass away in a short time, but don't worry, before she dies, this young master will let you understand what is the bliss in the world, and it is worthwhile to come to this world."

"This can be regarded as waste utilization!"

He knew very well that since Dong Xiaowan was chosen by Lu Beihai as a sacrifice, she would definitely be doomed.

Anyway, he is going to die, so he might as well squeeze it out, the benefits of a congenital body are beyond the bones.

As long as the sacrifice is alive, nothing else will be affected.

Thinking about it, he waved his hand gently:

"Take her there to take a bath!"

"yes!"

Not long after, the house was filled with smoke.

Mr. Shang was lying on the bed, letting the woman use her skillful hands to prevent her muscles from being beaten, and let out a sound of satisfaction.

The qi and blood surging in his body already made him a little impatient for what happened next.

"who are you?"

"let me go!"

In the side room, Dong Xiaowan's delicate and weak struggle sounded, which also made Mr. Shang frowned:

"She's awake."

"I heard that Dong Xiaowan was originally a disciple of the Dao of Medicine Sect, and her father even boiled medicinal baths for her since she was a child, so she is extremely resistant to poisons, which is why she woke up so quickly." The woman thought for a while, and said:

"But don't worry, my lord, she won't be able to recover her cultivation within a day after being hit by me."

"No problem." Mr. Shang stood up and said:

"Just wash it and send it here. The aura of an innate warrior is pure, so how much dirt can be on his body."

"yes."

The woman nodded, clapped her hands, and was about to call the maid to carry him over.

Suddenly, a chaotic sound sounded from downstairs.

"who!"

"Bold, do you know who is on top and dare to rush in?"

"Ouch!"

Mr. Shang frowned, and was about to say something when his complexion suddenly changed, and his body moved a few feet across in an instant.

"boom……"

A bluish-white light suddenly pierced through the floor, tearing apart the bed, and blasting a big hole in the roof.

"Go to hell!"

"Whoosh whoosh!"

Amidst the roar, wind blades emerged as if they had substance, sweeping mountains and seas in all directions.

Where the wind blade passed, the walls cracked, bricks and tiles crumbled, houses collapsed, and people turned into pieces of flesh.

"Boom..."

The Wanhua Main Building, which was more than ten meters high, collapsed suddenly, and several figures jumped out of it in embarrassment.

Lu Rong, the second daughter of the Lu family, stepped on the void, and Dong Xiaowan was wrapped in a quilt in the breeze, and she fell lightly.

Her complexion was livid, her eyes were full of murderous intent, and she waved her bare hands violently without saying a word.

"go!"

On top of her head, there is a floating orb floating.

Accompanied by Lu Rong's movements, countless silk-like wind blades emerged from the orb.

When the wind blade came out, it was only a thin line, but it turned into more than three feet in an instant, and the wind blade swept all over the sky, which also changed the expression of Mr. Shang on the opposite side.

"Sister Rong, this is a misunderstanding!"

He roared hastily, and at the same time waved his sleeves, more than ten grains of bright sand quietly appeared in front of him.

The grains of sand swam away rapidly, like tiny rivers of stars flowing, covering one side suddenly, blocking the wind blade.

However, although his method was clever, it was obviously not as powerful as the wind blade, and he retreated repeatedly after being bombarded.

The women and maids on the side obviously didn't have such means, and amidst a series of screams, they were directly twisted into piles of meat paste.

"Misunderstanding?" Lu Rong glanced at Dong Xiaowan, who was limp beside her, gritted her silver teeth, and looked angry:

"My surname is Shang, I have warned you a long time ago, don't pay attention to the people around me, I think you are courting death!"

Before the words fell, the wind blade in the field was anxious again, directly submerging the place where Mr. Shang was located.

"boom!"

The earth roared, and smoke and dust rose everywhere.

The huge Wanhua Building was full of noise, and countless maids and servants fled frantically, screaming incessantly.

Where the wind blade passed, the land of several feet was completely in ruins.

Mr. Shang knelt down on the ground, his body was wrapped in a layer of spiritual light, and his heart was full of panic.

"The eighth layer of Qi refining!"

"Medium-grade magic weapon!"

"How can this be……"

The eighth level of qi refining is already the realm of many patriarchs of immortal cultivating families, and the next step is the later stage of qi refining.

And middle-grade magical artifacts are even rarer. They have been passed down for hundreds of years, and there are only two pieces.

Lu Rong in front of him has both!

"Rongrong, this is a misunderstanding." Seeing that Lu Rong was about to strike again, Mr. Shang's heart beat wildly, and he hurriedly said:

"It's not that I want to harm her, it's your brother!"

"Fart!" Lu Rong was furious:

"Is it true that I don't have eyes?"

If he hadn't left something on Xiao Wan's body, if he hadn't rushed over when he knew something happened to her...

The consequences could be disastrous!

She is very aware of her friend's temperament, if she suffers this humiliation, she may be ruined for the rest of her life.

Thinking of this, the anger in my heart is even stronger.

"It's really him." Mr. Shang's face turned pale, and he desperately sent Xingsha to intercept the incoming wind blade, saying:

"My Shang family's secret method can help him cultivate mana, but the premise is that he needs blood sacrifices from a few people with outstanding talents."

"Dong Xiaowan is one of them."

There was a sudden silence in the field.

Lu Rong's movements froze, and Dong Xiaowan's delicate body trembled slightly, her beautiful eyes were rippling.

"It's true, if you don't believe me, you can ask him." Seeing this, Mr. Shang was overjoyed, and continued:

"I thought that I would die in a blood sacrifice anyway, so I might as well take the vital yin before I die, it's not a waste."

"If not, I know she belongs to you, so why would I do it?"

"Blood sacrifice..." Dong Xiaowan's voice trembled:

"What means?"

"Brother Beihai is gifted, but he failed to cultivate mana twice before." Mr. Shang turned his eyes and explained:

"My family's blood sacrifice method can use other people's lives to supplement his foundation and forcibly promote mana."

"Sister Rong, you should have heard about this."

Lu Rong narrowed her beautiful eyes and said nothing.

"Sister Rong." Mr. Shang's throat rolled, and he whispered:

"This matter is related to your elder brother's immortal journey. Palace Master Lu personally agreed, and you should understand."

"Since you know about this, if he asks you for someone, can you not give it?"

Since you have to hand over people, it doesn't seem like a big deal for you to use yourself before you die.

Mr. Shang obviously thought so.

"Rongrong." Dong Xiaowan's pretty face turned pale, and she said in a trembling voice:

"As I said, this life is yours. If you need it, you can take it as much as you can."

This is not a lie, if Lu Rong really agreed, even if she felt sad, she would have to risk her life to taste it.

"What nonsense!" Lu Rong was not moved by her words, and even rolled her eyes, saying:

"We are good friends for life, how could I take your life to do such stupid things."

"Lu Beihai's inability to cultivate mana is his own business, but he must not provoke you!"

This sentence, categorical, also represents her attitude.

"And you!"

She suddenly turned around and looked at Mr. Shang, the hatred in her eyes was as real as:

"I once swore that anyone who dares to bully Xiaowan will risk his life and will not let her go."

"You, the same!"

Before the sound fell, the sky-filled wind blade fell one step ahead.

Below, Mr. Shang's face was pale.

…………

alley.

"Peng!"

"boom……"

The ground trembled, and half the street trembled.

Mo Qiu stretched out his big hand, clasped the top of the opponent's head with five fingers, and slammed towards the wall beside him expressionlessly.

"Peng!"

The wall made of stones shattered suddenly, and even though the big man was physically strong, his head was covered in blood.

The big man struggled desperately, whimpering and roaring.

But he only felt that the strength holding him was like a mountain, no matter how hard he exerted, he couldn't tremble a little.

In his heart, fear and fear were mixed.

He no longer wants to think about the situation of the confrontation, he only knows that facing the opponent, he is as powerless as a baby.

The opponent just stretched out his hand casually, and crushed him, and the activated talisman was also torn apart by the other person.

How can this be……

I am an innate!

And the other party is just an acquired martial artist, and he is also a doctor, even if he is famous, his swordsmanship is exquisite.

but……

This is the case today.

A majestic genius is being grabbed by Mo Qiu, who is as weak as a scholar, wantonly insulting him.

"Who is there?"

Today, two yamen servants appeared in the alleyway. Seeing this, they roared and pulled out the simple knives at their waists.

Don't ask to turn your head and look at it coldly.

If the meaning of icy cold killing had any substance, the two yamen servants would only feel regretful in their hearts, and the hairs all over their bodies would explode instantly.

"Hold... sorry!" One person's legs trembled, he swallowed desperately, and retreated tremblingly:

"You go on, go on, we don't see anything."

After the sound fell, he ran back.

The other person was also covered in cold sweat, staggered to keep up, and disappeared in the blink of an eye.

"Snapped!"

Mo Qiu casually flicked the big man, whose muscles and bones were all broken, still on the ground, like a puddle of meat.

"Who sent you here?"

"Hey..." The big man's mouth was full of blood, his eyes were sad, but he still sneered:

"Miss, I won't let you go."

"Miss Shang." Mo Qiu frowned:

"I never seem to offend him."

Not only did he not offend, he didn't even meet formally, and he just glanced at him from a distance.

"You are dead!"

The big man's eyes were confused, and his mouth hooted loudly:

"Miss, the Lu family, your life has been booked, I will wait for you below..."

"Peng!"

Mo Qiu stepped down with one foot and directly crushed the big man's head, with thoughtful eyes.

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