Chapter 118: Change Your Position and Do It Again

Zhao Teddy was still clueless about his future fate, he assumed he was the chosen one, and having an undying body had long made him immeasurably complacent.

However, Zhao Teddy was unaware that his presence had already been detected.

The number of lechers who had ideas on Shura Hall disciples was not few, and what those Shura Hall disciples were talking about just now was the number of men who had intruded into Shura Hall during the night. Now, sensing Zhao Teddy peeping on them, it was meant half as a warning, and half to lure.

Ye Wenxin was a newcomer here, so naturally she would not know about this matter, but she perceived the attitude of these female cultivators, who seemed to have already detected the peeping tom. Ye Wenxin’s shoulders loosened slightly, even without her interference, these female cultivators would certainly not suffer any loss in this regard.

“Now there’s only one female disciple, Brother Liangchen, keep watch outside for me, I’ll go in first.” Oblivious to the female cultivators’ conspiracy, Zhao Teddy informed Ye Wenxin before quickly walking towards the bathhouse.

Ye Wenxin smiled wryly, immediately covering her face, and then those female cultivators who had long left reappeared before her, scrutinizing Ye Wenxin with interest.

That kind of look was not the look one would aim at a lecher, but rather of predators eyeing their prey.

“Hehehe, I guess you guys are a little smart, knowingly leaving one to stand guard, but, since you’re here, then don’t ever leave.” While saying this, those female cultivators charged toward Ye Wenxin.

Ye Wenxin gracefully evaded and heard a heart-wrenching howl from the bathhouse. Zhao Teddy, who should have been having a good time, was desperately screaming at this very moment.

“Don’t come here, I beg you, don’t come over here.”

Ye Wenxin curiously looked inside and saw that the female cultivator who stayed behind was a plump woman, when she sat down, it seemed as if she could crush Zhao Teddy to death.

Ye Wenxin burst out in laughter. When she looked back, she saw one of the female cultivators thrusting out her long sword. She caught it between two fingers, immediately breaking the blade, and then gathered the elegant woman into her arms.

Not as enchanting as Liu Yansheng, only passably fair, but Ye Wenxin’s purpose was merely to catch a hostage. She held the lady, sniffing lightly at her neck, “So fragrant.”

And she was being truthful, this woman just bathed and carried a faint fragrance. The woman, who had not anticipated she would be philandered with, was ashamed and aggravated. Although Shura Hall was a dual cultivation sect, the female cultivators were by no means beggars who could not choose what they ate, and Ye Wenxin’s provocation evoked anger in all the disciples present.

“Such impertinence! We of Shura Hall are not to be made light of by lechers like you!”

But Ye Wenxin already caught a hostage, and they were not good at martial arts, so they could only glare at Ye Wenxin.

Ye Wenxin pressed a few of the woman’s acupoints, and she immediately felt weak, completely enveloped in Ye Wenxin’s arms. From a distance, they looked like lovers leaning on each other.

In the end, as she had seen too many pleasures in life, Ye Wenxin’s moves and the fragrance drifting around her body disturbed the woman’s mind. Ye Wenxin was very satisfied, hugged her, and continued, “I have no intention of fighting with you, I just want to watch the show. When it ends, I’ll naturally leave.”

With this said, she removed a roof tile to watch Zhao Teddy’s agonized expression.

The plump woman weighing over two hundred catties (100kg/220lbs) was rolling on top of him, while Zhao Teddy’s face was ashen and his eyes already lost their focus. He had yet to use the Spring Pills when the fat woman apprehended him as soon as he entered. It was more a suffering than enjoyment.

This fat woman did not hold back either and used Zhao Teddy as a human furnace. Ye Wenxin saw Zhao Teddy’s body rapidly shriveling, his emaciated form resembling a mummified corpse, so atrocious one could not bear to look.

“You’re so impressive, I’ve been absorbing so long and you’re still not dry!” Seeing that Zhao Teddy was still not dead, the fat woman exerted more effort into her movements. Vapors pervaded within the bathhouse, and the fat female cultivator’s voice echoed ceaselessly.

The female cultivators above looked at Ye Wenxin watching the show and was quite awkward for a while.

At this moment, the female cultivator in Ye Wenxin’s arms had broken through her sealed acupoints and tried to resist Ye Wenxin’s control. Ye Wenxin did not care in the slightest and pressed the acupoints again.

“Stop that.”

This time, the female cultivator could move, but as Ye Wenxin continued to press her acupoints, a surge of heat ran rampant through her body, causing unbearable pain. However, she could not make a sound to vent her pain.

The others’ expressions changed as they watched, and then Ye Wenxin’s gaze swept over faintly.

The moment they met Ye Wenxin’s gaze, everyone just felt cold sweat dripping down their backs, and they almost knelt directly in front of this person. That massive pressure discouraged resistance from anyone.

Even if Ye Wenxin did not unlock her cultivation, as long as she retained the Demon Lord’s imposing manner, she could kill without leaving a trace.

“Why are you all just staring blankly? Let’s watch together.” Ye Wenxin looked at their expressions with gratification, then checked the situation inside, minding her own business.

Zhao Teddy had fainted and was dying, while that fat female cultivator was still sucking his cultivation. As if she would not stop until Zhao Teddy died.

“Who is this fat woman?” Ye Wenxin was a bit intrigued with this fat female cultivator, so she asked the others.

“Ans- Young master, this is our Shura Hall’s Fourth Senior Sister, Wang Baiwan (lit. King One Million).”

One of the female disciples with higher seniority braced herself and answered, Ye Wenxin nodded as she listened, but she did not say anything further.

Seeing Ye Wenxin kept staring, the female cultivator again said, “I dare to ask the young master, are you enemies with that young master below?”

“Ah, what makes you say that? Maybe we’re friends.”

A laugh escaped Ye Wenxin.

“If young master is truly that person’s friend, then you would not be watching him being sucked dry.”

“Maybe, I’m doing it to toughen him up,” Ye Wenxin replied with a smile.

“Young master can surely jest, the human furnace technique is one of our Shura Hall’s hidden arts, those made into human furnace never survive, if this young master says it’s for toughening, I’m afraid that young master would be killed. Therefore, you must not have a good relationship with him.” Noticing that Ye Wenxin had no intention to kill, she also ventured to guess. If Ye Wenxin wanted to kill, this many female cultivators would not even be enough for Ye Wenxin to pick her teeth with.

And judging from Ye Wenxin’s attitude earlier, they realized Ye Wenxin had no interest in women at all. Her eyes were too pure as if she was simply watching a play.

“You’re right, he and I indeed don’t have a good relationship, but I also feel that this human furnace technique of yours won’t kill him.” Ye Wenxin continued to look down, despite being at his last gasp, there was a kind of energy slowly flowing within Zhao Teddy’s body. Within a quarter of an hour, Zhao Teddy would come back to life.

Ye Wenxin was still somewhat dubious about the undying body Zhao Teddy had told her before, now that she witnessed it with her own eyes, Ye Wenxin had to believe that Zhao Teddy was a fated lead character.

“Is young master kidding? Our Fourth Senior Sister’s human furnace technique has already reached the level of perfection.” The woman’s brows furrowed subtly, somewhat displeased with Ye Wenxin’s self-confidence.

“Then how about we make a bet?”

The woman was shocked before she said, “Very well, what is the bet?”

“If I lose, I’ll return this senior sister to you. If you lose, then you’ll have to promise me one thing.” Ye Wenxin did not mean to escalate things, although the situation had developed differently than she imagined, it did not hinder her from following Zhao Teddy to seek opportunities.

The others looked at each other, unsure whether they should take this bet.

“What, didn’t you girls just say that your Fourth Senior Sister’s human furnace technique is invincible?” Ye Wenxin voiced once again, deliberately egging them on.

The lead female disciple from earlier took a step forward, clenching her teeth, continuing, “Fine, I’ll bet with you, but just me. Even if we lose, I ask that you please don’t make things difficult for disciples other than me.” This lady was a bit gentle and beautiful, and a bit more comely than the woman she captured as a hostage.

“No! Junior Sister, your innocence, how can you just…” The female disciple suffering on the ground hastened to refuse, rousing more interest in Ye Wenxin.

As was largely known, due to Shura Hall’s unique cultivation method, very few of the female disciples were willing to maintain their innocence, like now, actually meeting a rare pure person, how could Ye Wenxin not be interested?

And most importantly, this lady had a kind heart, giving Ye Wenxin a slightly good feeling.

“Senior Sister, rest assured…I won’t lose.” That female disciple was fully confident in Fourth Senior Sister Wang Baiwan, she gave a few comforting words to the hostage, then met Ye Wenxin’s eyes.

The female disciple originally wanted to assert her dominance and stared at Ye Wenxin. However, seeing Ye Wenxin’s clear eyes made her feel somewhat embarrassed.

Ye Wenxin smiled even more but did not say anything. She glanced down below, where the fat female cultivator had started moving again, and Zhao Teddy was already unable to resist, despairingly looking at the ceiling.

Although the mist was dense, it did not prevent Ye Wenxin from having a clear view of the scene below. As for the other female cultivators, their cultivation was not as formidable as Ye Wenxin’s. Just by listening to the voices, one could hear the fat female cultivator’s complaints.

“Why aren’t you dead yet!”

As she spoke, she moved vigorously again, but still could not drain Zhao Teddy dry.

Even Ye Wenxin had to cooperate with Zhao Teddy’s vigorous vitality. Looking at the female cultivators standing opposite her, each of them had a strange expression. Because of the fat female cultivator’s voice, some of them could not help but want to do something.

The elegant woman was already blushing up to her ears, making Ye Wenxin particularly interested.

“How about it, are you ready to give up? I really was just training him.” Ye Wenxin smiled in response while releasing the hostage’s acupoints and returning her to the female cultivators.

Others looked at Ye Wenxin’s arrogant appearance and wished they could confront her, but only the leading female disciple stepped forward and clasped her fist facing Ye Wenxin, “I concede defeat. Please tell me, what does young master want me to do?”

“It’s nothing serious, I just hope you can arrest us.” Ye Wenxin grinned even more brightly, extending her hands. This sentence instead left the prepared female cultivators stunned, some not understanding what kind of play Ye Wenxin was singing again……