Qi Feng's hand was smacked aside by Liu Su, and he missed the tofu. Eighty Electronic Book Strictly speaking, he had already been enjoying the beauty's tofu—wasn't he already getting a bonus just by holding her? The beautiful senior once again gave him a withering look and said, "As for what you plan to do next, though I've temporarily steadied her with a man, she's someone who prefers the new over the old. Given time, she'll surely grow bored and then you'll have to deal with her again!" Qi, the young nobleman, chuckled, "I've already found some allies—they should appear before your aunt shortly. Three cultivators, I believe she won't be able to handle!" "Three?" the beautiful senior was surprised. "Exactly, three." "He smiled even more slyly: 'Those three— the ones who previously competed with me for your aunt's hand in marriage, and then later brought in their senior to create trouble—believe we're on the same side. I was just away in Pingluan City at the time, so they'll target your aunt. You haven't yet answered my question about that—can she really hold her own?' Liu Su shook her head: 'I'm not sure. With so many strong allies around your aunt, if those three were determined cultivation masters, she'd definitely be in trouble. But if they're the kind who even couldn't beat me, I'd think they wouldn't be completely defenseless.' Qin Shao looked utterly exasperated—what did he mean? Did he think he was showing off? His defeated troops weren't all mere novices—many of them were indeed skilled masters. ... The entire day was a whirlwind of passion, and the hotel room was filled with an atmosphere of sensuous intimacy. From beginning to end, a total of twelve or so strong, healthy men changed hands—this nearly represented the entire first-tier contingent of Pingluan City's duck scene. When they left, they were all gasping, their legs No doubt, the master is exceptionally strong. Her name is Liu Yun, who is skilled in the art of drawing and absorbing vital energy—specifically, she draws the yang qi from men during intercourse to nourish herself. This ability not only makes her a master martial artist but also grants her youthful beauty, allowing her to maintain the appearance of a woman in her twenties to this day. Having absorbed so much yang qi each night, she must fully digest it, thus rejecting her niece's suggestion to send more people to this location, ordering that no one be allowed to disturb her. She is dressed in a silk nightgown with exposed shoulders and legs, sitting casually cross-legged on the bed, emitting a steady stream of white vapor from her head. Hh… A gentle breeze blows in, and the previously closed windows open on their own, allowing a black-robed figure to glide in. Liu Yun immediately opens her eyes, her legs instantly spreading—one forward, one backward—forming a defensive stance. The visitor's eyes widened instantly. He was Sun Cheng's fourth elder brother—someone naturally inclined toward the ladies. Had it not been for him losing his composure first, how would the three brothers have ended up being treated as "yellow-crew" by the police? Liu Yun's nightgown was already quite short, barely concealing much of her body. The vigorous movements earlier had caused one of her breasts to rise and sway, while her legs were fully exposed. "Who are you?" she demanded sharply. The fourth elder struggled to swallow, then huffed, "Of course, someone who's come to bother you!" "Unreasonable! To dare enter my room—your fate is sealed," Liu Yun leapt into the air, her right foot leaving a lingering trail as she kicked toward the visitor's throat. The fourth elder made no attempt to dodge. At the very moment he entered, he had already activated his spiritual energy shield. In his estimation, no matter how skilled the headmaster of Tian Li Sect might be, he was still just an ordinary person—capable of no more than breaking through his defense. Thud… The tip of her foot made contact with the spiritual shield, and the light flashed, emitting a loud, resonant sound. The next instant, Old Fourth launched into the air and crashed heavily against the wall behind, then rolled to the ground. "Mmph!" he grunted, rising up with a wretched expression, utterly surprised by how formidable this woman was. Liu Yun folded her legs, still standing on the bed, and smiled. "So you're a cultivator, I see—no wonder you dared to enter. That single kick just made you realize what 'not measuring your abilities' truly means, didn't it?" Old Fourth roared, "Stupid woman, you're dead!" He then summoned his flying sword and charged it toward Liu Yun. … At Liu Su's home, Qin, the young gentleman, had stayed put, lounging with his legs crossed, watching his beautiful sister-in-law bustling around in the kitchen. He took a handful of dried fruits, popped them into his mouth, and gave her a regal air. "Sister, you know my appetite—don't prepare too much, really," he said, smiling cheerfully. The beautiful senior sister sighed, "Exactly because I know you're a true foodie, I've had to prepare even more—so that people don't say later that when they had dinner at my place, they still felt underfed and I'd lose face!" In truth, she hadn't really intended for Qin Feng to have dinner with her. They'd been waiting for updates from the hotel all along. Since it was mealtime, they'd just felt it polite to make a courtesy. But once she made that courtesy, Qin, the young noble, didn't want to be polite at all—he insisted on having dinner right there. Honestly, Liu Su's cooking wasn't very impressive. Aside from ham, luncheon meat, and other ready-made dishes, the fridge only held plain noodles, instant noodles, and small bread rolls—basically junk food. Qin even felt like he'd been shortchanged. He thought that just stepping into another place would have offered him better fare. The fact that he hadn't pointed out any shortcomings was already a great gesture. The senior sister opened the ready-made dishes and arranged them on the plates, with a large pot of noodles simmering on the stove. She felt the instant noodles were too plain, so she'd specially cooked the "Eat, eat, eat—until you're stuffed!" She tossed all the ham, preserved eggs, pickled vegetables, and other items into the pot at once. To her credit, it was barely passable in terms of color, aroma, and flavor. "Senior, you don't even worry that your aunt will fall into the hands of the Bai He Gate people, do you?" He swallowed what was in his mouth and asked. Liu Su leaned her head out and countered, "Isn't that exactly what you've been hoping for? Once my aunt is gone, no one will bother you anymore, and you'll have the chance to support my rise to power, transform the Tian Li Sect into your own domain, and serve under me, right?" "Am I really that unkind?" Qin, the young noble, flushed deeply, feeling his innermost thoughts exposed—truly pitiful. "Then you're just plain unkind," the beautiful woman said, not holding back at all. He shrugged and hummed, "Maybe those three will fall for your aunt's charm—now, that's what I'm most worried about. What if, instead of fighting them, we end up becoming comrades-in-arms, all tied up in the same belt? That would be truly unfortunate!" The beautiful senior student set down her shovel, furrowing her brows. "That's quite possible. My aunt is also someone who knows how to leverage her strengths—especially when facing someone stronger. She'll instinctively resort to charm, and given her deep understanding of men, few can resist her allure!" Qin, slightly stunned, felt his mind racing. The last time he had successfully deceived the three from Baihe Gate, it was precisely because they were so fond of women. Now, if Liu Yun employed the same strategy of charm, those three might very well become her key allies.