The Villain Plundered the Children of Destiny’s Luck - Chapter 22:

Chapter 22: Such Boldness

Qin Xiao said, “Of course I won’t harm Manager Nalan, I’ll just give her a proper lesson.” He had endured this woman’s provocation long enough. What he hated most was being provoked. He would make sure this woman who dared to challenge him learned her place and saw his true power.

Before Nalan Feiyan could react, Qin Xiao moved with lightning speed. One hand hooked around her slender waist, his palm pressed firmly against her lower dantian, directly sealing her qi. His other hand gripped her alluring face.

Nalan Feiyan tried to activate her qi to resist, but with her dantian sealed, her true qi didn’t respond. Her delicate face turned pale. She said anxiously, “Mr. Qin, what are you trying to do? Let’s talk this through. It was my fault for offending you just now. I apologize to you.”

At that moment, Nalan Feiyan finally realized Qin Xiao wasn’t some 9th stage Postnatal Realm cultivator at all, but an Innate Realm cultivator. Her earlier teasing might have truly angered him, so she quickly lowered her pride and apologized.

Qin Xiao sneered, “I accept your apology, but punishment is still necessary…” His gaze locked onto her beautiful red lips.

“Mm…” Nalan Feiyan wanted to say something more, but her lips were soon sealed.

A cup of tea’s time later, Nalan Feiyan glared at him with eyes burning with fury. “Bastard, how dare you! Do you even know who I am?” He had stolen her first kiss. Did he not understand her identity? If this news spread, both of them would be ruined.

Qin Xiao frowned slightly, “Aren’t you the manager of Lingbao Pavilion? Do you have another identity?”

Nalan Feiyan gritted her teeth and said, “I am from the Nalan Family.”

“The Nalan Family?” Qin Xiao’s brows furrowed. The Nalan Family was the number one family in Tianyang Prefecture, with several Spiritual Power Realm experts guarding it. Their strength was not to be underestimated. Still, he wasn’t afraid. He was also at the Spiritual Power Realm. If he couldn’t defeat them, he could always escape, and they didn’t know his true identity anyway.

Nalan Feiyan added coldly, “I am also the fiancée of Yue Zhen’an, the second young master of the Yue Family in Qianshan City. We will marry once I break through to the Innate Realm. Now do you understand how much trouble you’ve caused?”

The Yue Family of Qianshan City was one of the five great powers of Jizhou. They had Yin-Yang Realm experts in their ranks and over a dozen Spiritual Power Realm cultivators, making them a true overlord in Jizhou. Compared to the Yue Family, the Nalan Family was like a child before an adult.

Qin Xiao said calmly, “I didn’t know before, but now I do. But so what if you are the Yue Family’s future daughter-in-law? Only you and I know what happened here. Would you really dare to spread it around?” He sneered, “Besides, I only kissed you. It’s not as if I ruined your body. Is it really worth all this fuss?”

Though inwardly nervous, he convinced himself there was nothing to fear. After all, he had the Fortune Plundering System. So what if he kissed the Yue Family’s future daughter-in-law? Even if he went further, what was there to be afraid of?

Nalan Feiyan’s chest heaved with anger. “You! Bastard! Get out of here!” She pointed at the door, fuming.

Qin Xiao wiped the lipstick from the corner of his mouth and, ignoring her tone, turned to leave.

Just then, Nalan Feiyan called out, “Wait! Those herbs you bought—are they for refining Innate Pills? If you have extras, could you sell one to me?”

Qin Xiao stopped in his tracks. So that was her intention all along. No wonder she had tried to tease him—she was after the Innate Pill.

When refining pills, even a successful furnace usually produced at least one pill, sometimes as many as eight or ten. Since a person could only consume one, any extras were left over. That was why she asked. Clearly, she had guessed his intentions from the herbs he purchased. As expected of the manager of Lingbao Pavilion, she wasn’t easy to fool.

Qin Xiao asked, “How much are you offering?”

“250,000 yuan per pill,” Nalan Feiyan said, naming a fair price. The auction value of an Innate Pill ranged from 220,000 to 300,000 yuan. At auction, there was also a 10% commission fee, so her price was reasonable.

Qin Xiao nodded. “Alright, if I have extras, I’ll sell to you.” He couldn’t help but marvel at how profitable alchemists were. The ingredients for a batch of pills only cost a few thousand yuan, yet once refined, each pill could be sold for several times more.

The Innate Pill was meant for 9th stage Postnatal Realm cultivators. By logic, its price shouldn’t be that high, but because the refining process was extremely difficult, the materials rare, and demand enormous, the price soared. Sometimes, even with money, one couldn’t buy it—just like Nalan Feiyan’s situation now, with no Profound Rank alchemist available to refine it.

If Qin Xiao hadn’t known an alchemist, she wouldn’t have given him special attention, let alone tried to seduce him.

Qin Xiao suddenly remembered something. “Oh, I almost forgot. Do you have a good pill furnace here? Give me one.”

Nalan Feiyan looked puzzled. “Why do you want a pill furnace?”

Qin Xiao rolled his eyes. “Of course to give it as a gift. What else? To cook with?”

She hesitated for a moment, then said, “Our Lingbao Pavilion only has one Yellow Rank pill cauldron. I don’t know if that’s good enough.”

“Good enough, good enough. It’s just for a junior, it doesn’t need to be too valuable,” Qin Xiao said seriously, though it was nonsense. He wanted a Profound Rank cauldron, but those cost hundreds of thousands, and he didn’t have enough money. He had already emptied the Qin Family’s savings just to bring out 450,000 yuan. How could he afford one?

Nalan Feiyan said, “Alright, come with me.” She led him to the weapon section of Lingbao Pavilion. The weapon section was enormous, divided into many areas: swords, sabers, spears, hammers, axes… Among them, the sword and saber sections held the most items.

In the Great Wei Empire, most cultivators preferred using swords or sabers. The pill cauldron section had the fewest items, with only a few scattered around. In the center stood a pitch-black cauldron, its surface carved with mysterious inscriptions, giving off an aura of secrecy.

Weapons were divided into ordinary weapons and spirit weapons. Spirit weapons were inscribed with markings, and their grade was determined by the number of inscriptions—the more markings, the higher the rank.