Stop it, Taoist, Your Fight almost Ruins the DAO!

"Well done, this time you've earned a merit."

Yi Chen patted Little Miao, who was hiding inside his clothes with only its head poking out, and praised it.

He converged his breath, tapped the ground with one foot, and lightly leaped onto the roof of a house. He moved across the rooftop like a civet, covering over a hundred meters before he finally stood still, silent as a shadow.

This was a small, inconspicuous two-section house nestled among many other residences.

Heart's eye, reflect, activate.

The abilities of the Yin Yang Cave Divine Pupil Technique silently initiated. Yi Chen didn't need to observe with his naked eye; through the crooked gaps between the tiles, the scene inside the room manifested in his mind with crystal clarity.

A 3D perspective, vividly lifelike.

There were a man and a woman in the room.

The woman had peach blossom eyes and a sorrowful, teary look. She was dressed in white, with a small flower adorning her hair and her fair neckline was exposed.

Quite a generous bosom.

This made Yi Chen marvel at the ample "dining hall" of Chen Liu.

The man was, of course, the brocade-clad young master from the daytime.

There was a small wooden box placed on the table.

"Brother Qing, we won't be discovered by that evil Daoist, will we?" the woman in white said with a pitiful tone.

"Little sister, rest assured. I've already taken precautions. Although Yi Chengzi became suspicious, sending mortals to track and follow, and even chasing personally, your Brother Qing is obviously superior and has warded him off.

Even with Yi Chengzi's cunning as a ghost, he has to drink my foot-washing water." The brocade-clad young master said while rubbing his face, suddenly peeling off a strange, semi-transparent mask to reveal his true visage.

It was very ordinary, a commonplace face, one that would be impossible to find in a crowd.

"Brother Qing, you said you would avenge our branch of the family, but now my husband has been caught up in this too. I'm just a woman of the household, what should I do now?" As the woman in white spoke, she grew sadder, her shoulders quivering, and she started to tremble while sitting on the brocaded couch, sobbing.

They say that grievance enhances beauty, and with her natural attractiveness, the woman in white became even more charming under the light.

Though the light was dim, it couldn't hide the luster of her jade-like skin.

The small white flower in her hair only added to her charm.

Beneath her light-white dress was a glimpse of a beautifully shaped ankle, with a red string tied around the left one and a small butterfly tattoo on the right.

The brocade-clad young master, watching the woman in white sob and shake, felt his heart tremble as well.

Unexpectedly, he realized that his cousin from the connected branch of the family was actually quite captivating.

Beauty is enhanced under the lamp, growing lovelier the more one looks.

The brocade-clad young master's gaze flickered, and he moved to sit on the brocaded couch beside her, his hand continually caressing her spine to console her,

"It's my fault as your brother for not planning well. I didn't expect the Daoist to be so brutal, act so decisively, and possess such strong cultivation."

"But don't worry, little sister. With your brother here, how could you be wronged in the future?"

As the brocade-clad young master touched her, the woman in white's body stiffened as if electrified, her spine going rigid. The thought of dodging his touch crossed her mind.

His hand was moving lower and lower, almost reaching her buttocks.

However, perhaps thinking of the future, she ultimately opted not to dodge, choosing instead to be compliant.

She sat quietly on the brocaded couch like a docile little rabbit.

Feeling the brocade-clad young master's increasingly bold hand, the woman in white, gritting her teeth, reached out her hand to stop the hand that was creeping lower, and said coldly,

"Brother Qing, my husband and I wanted to wander the world, to live out the rest of our lives in leisure. Unexpectedly, we encountered you in Wujang Prefecture."

"My Chen family was ruined, and although Qian Yueru was the instigator, Yi Chengzi also played an important role. You said my Chen Family from Longjiang Prefecture, with its centuries of foundation, couldn't perish without someone to mourn it."

"The result is that my husband never returned after receiving your message."

"If that Qian Yueru, that vile woman, is untouchable, so be it. But Yi Chengzi, I must make him pay with his life."

"If you, Brother Qing, can accomplish this, I will be at your disposal."

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Having listened by the corner for quite a while, Yi Chen had finally pieced together seven or eight parts of the truth.

This Chen Liu and the woman in white were probably survivors who slipped through the net, or perhaps they were not in Longjiang Prefecture at the time. After the fall of the Chen Family there, it's likely that the main family in the larger region was also brooding with repression.

However, Qian Yueru was the True Monarch's only daughter and had righteousness on her side. She was untouchable, beyond reprimand, so all their suppressed anger was directed at Yi Chen.

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Without Yi Chengzi's initial promise to defend the city, where would all these troubles come from?

If Qiān Yuèru is untouchable, isn't Yi Chengzi?

The downfall of a separated family must have someone to annotate it.

So, Chen Qing, the third son born out of wedlock from the main branch of the Chen family who was traveling abroad, volunteered to take on this task.

The reason why he could so coincidentally blockade himself in Wujang Prefecture was naturally that Yi Chen had inquired a lot about the affairs of Wujang Prefecture when he left.

What followed was easy to understand.

Chen Qing encountered the couple in white and easily won their support by acting in the name of the main family.

It's likely that someone had been lying in wait at all the major city gates, for Yi Chen's figure was too recognizable, leading to the scene at the Ascending Dragon Tower.

This brocaded young master, Chen Qing, was a smart little ghost, wanting first to probe Yi Chen's depth before making a move, as, after all, how he rose to his current status, from a son born from a culled servant girl, relied not only on his cultivation talent but also on caution.

Sixty-sixth on the Dragon Tiger List, Vine Falcon Hunter Chen Qing.

He has always been a cautious person.

Even when facing Yi Chen, who ranked far below him at ninety-eighth on the Dragon Tiger List, he was this steady.

Chen Qing had a good plan, all ruined because Yi Chen recited the wrong scripture.

He had planned to play an innocent bystander, instigate Yi Chen to fight Chen Liu, and then decide whether to kill forcefully or shake people off after seeing Yi Chen's true colors.

But Yi Chen's violent move left him utterly dumbfounded.

The moment Chen Liu's blood splattered onto his shoes, he inwardly shouted luck and even praised himself for his cleverness.

Indeed, Chen Qing was clever as a whip.

By then, Chen Qing had already lost heart. Killing Chen Liu with a punch as easily as smashing a watermelon—was this really the ninety-eighth rank?

However, this did not prevent Chen Qing from boldly undertaking the task in front of the woman in white.

"Little sister, what are you talking about? How could our Chen family tolerate this humiliation? Wait until I write a letter explaining the dangers, and the family will surely send other experts to eliminate this person."

"The death of your husband is all due to Qing brother's lack of thought, but don't worry, brother Chen Liu; for your wife, I will take care of her."

"Little sister, I will treat you well."

At that moment, Chen Qing's intelligence soared to 250—if he had been asked to promise to go topple the current Heavenly Master of Dragon Tiger Mountain tomorrow, he would have dared to agree.

"Well, then, I'll leave everything up to Brother Qing." Without realizing it, the beauty was already in his arms, and a blush of red rose to the woman in white's cheeks.

With a coquette sound.

"Brother Qing, blow out the candle," cooed the woman in white.

"No."

"Then... then... you... get a cloth... and cover... your husband's box," she stammered.

"No."

Under the lamplight, two shadows slowly merged into one.

In the reflection of the heart, butterflies fluttered around the ankles.

Yi Chen, crouched on the roof, had his eyes widened.

Wow, this guy, this guy.

Indeed a cultivator.

Even a teacher throwing a tantrum couldn't compare to the spectacle at that moment.

After an indeterminate amount of time, Vine Falcon Hunter Chen Qing suddenly let out a high, delighted shout.n/ô/vel/b//jn dot c//om

He was waiting for just this moment.

Surprise attack~

The roof where Chen Qing was collapsed abruptly.

Chen Qing only saw darkness before his eyes.

Before death, he vaguely heard a familiar light rebuke.

"True Solar Tyranny."

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