The Villain Plundered the Children of Destiny’s Luck - Chapter 29:

Chapter 29: Lord Yunzhong

“Now that the auction is over, why are you still holding me? How long do you plan to keep this up?” After the event ended, Nalan Feiyan looked at Qin Xiao with a trace of dissatisfaction in her tone.

“Sigh, isn’t it just because holding you feels too comfortable, Feiyan? I couldn’t bear to let go.” Qin Xiao reluctantly released her, sighing dramatically.

“Hmph!” Nalan Feiyan snorted coldly and didn’t respond further. After this short time together, she had already figured out Qin Xiao’s personality—he was the kind who would take an inch and demand a mile. If she gave him too much face, he would only push further.

“Come on, I’ll take you to settle the accounts.” She stood and led Qin Xiao toward the back hall. Soon, she handed him a large stack of banknotes.

“The four Innate Pills sold for 3 million taels. After deducting the 5% fee, here is 2.8 million. Count it if you wish.”

“No need. Could it be that I, Qin Xiao, don’t trust you, Feiyan?” Qin Xiao took the notes with a grin.

“Feiyan, how many sets of ingredients for Innate Pills does your Lingbao Pavilion still have? I’d like to buy more.” These pills were simply too profitable. He planned to refine more, sell them elsewhere, and turn the profit into resources to strengthen the Qin Family and bring them to prominence.

“The main ingredient is rare. At most, we can gather two more sets,” Nalan Feiyan said after thinking for a moment.

“Alright, then give me all of them. Also, prepare another batch of resources for me.” He pulled out a sheet of paper covered in writing—cultivation techniques, martial skills, pills, weapons, and more.

“I’ll have people prepare these. But with such a list, it’ll take until tomorrow,” Nalan Feiyan said softly, massaging her temples. Everything on his list would cost at least over a million taels. Still, it was a massive deal, and as the chief steward, she had sales targets to meet each year. Qin Xiao’s purchase alone would complete her quota.

“Fine, I’ll come back tomorrow afternoon to collect everything,” Qin Xiao agreed with a nod. Today, Lingbao Pavilion was too busy anyway.

“I’ll see you out,” Nalan Feiyan said, leading the way.

As they approached the entrance, Qin Xiao slowed. He felt a peculiar gaze sweep over him. Without showing anything on his face, he secretly spread out his divine sense to locate the source.

A thin middle-aged man in a white warrior’s robe, with shifty brows and rat-like eyes, was staring at Nalan Feiyan. His gaze flickered with lecherous light, and his entire body reeked faintly of rouge and perfume. He was already at the peak of the 9th stage Innate Realm.

“Interesting. Looks like he’s set his sights on Feiyan. Could he be some sort of lecherous thief?” Qin Xiao thought to himself. If the man practiced dual-cultivation arts that involved harvesting yin to supplement yang, then targeting Nalan Feiyan made perfect sense. Her beauty, her special physique, and her abundant pure yin qi made her an ideal furnace.

“This woman is exquisite. And her pure yin qi is so dense. If I harvest her, I might break through to the Spiritual Power Realm!” The man, Yun Zhongjun, swallowed greedily, his face twisting with an obscene smile. He cultivated a sinister technique, draining female cultivators. Those he touched usually met miserable ends—crippled at best, dead at worst.

“When that day comes, I’ll finally take my revenge. Qi Family, Shi Family—once I break through, I’ll slaughter you all and make your women my slaves!” Yun Zhongjun’s eyes turned cruel. He wasn’t from Tianyang Prefecture, but from neighboring Qiguang Prefecture. After provoking both the Qi and Shi Families there, he had been hunted down and forced to flee here.

“But this woman doesn’t look ordinary. I’ll have to plan carefully,” he muttered, wary of her noble aura.

“Feiyan, I’ll leave you here. See you tomorrow,” Qin Xiao said cheerfully. Without her noticing, he left a tracking mark on both her and Yun Zhongjun. He had already decided Nalan Feiyan would be his woman, but hadn’t found the right chance to act. Something told him this sneaky man might create just the opportunity he needed.

Back home, Qin Xiao monitored them through the tracking marks. Nalan Feiyan stayed inside Lingbao Pavilion, not leaving once. Yun Zhongjun, however, spent his time wandering the city, clearly plotting something. The first night passed without incident. Then the second, the third…

By the fifth night, as Qin Xiao sat cross-legged cultivating, his eyes suddenly snapped open. “Finally, the bastard couldn’t hold back anymore. Time to watch the show.” Smiling faintly, his figure flickered and vanished from his courtyard.

At early dawn, a luxurious carriage escorted by two Innate Realm martial artists slowly rolled out from Lingbao Pavilion. Though the streets were quiet at that hour, a few scattered pedestrians could still be seen.

“What’s that smell? Why is it so fragrant?” One of the guards sniffed the air suspiciously.

“It is indeed fragrant, but odd,” the other said with a frown. Midnight streets weren’t supposed to carry such a scent.

Suddenly, realization struck him. His expression changed, and he shouted loudly, “Not good! This fragrance is poisonous! Everyone hold your breath, take detoxification pills, and send a signal for reinforcements!”