Gao Liang raised his arms high and shouted to his colleagues at Fenghuo Hall: "Brothers, our moment of trial has come—follow me!" Immediately, the three close friends and the rest of the brothers followed him. Gao Liang arrived at Zhou Chao's spacious mansion in Kuaixiao Forest, where he lived outside the campus. A security guard at the door tried to block their way, but seeing such a large group, he was so startled that he immediately lost his bladder. Gao Liang and his companions strode in confidently. Zhou Chao was not at home—he was actually enjoying a game with that fiery young woman! Gao Liang burst straight into Zhou Chao's bedroom. To everyone's amazement, what a stunning sight! At that moment, Hu Meimeng was still adjusting her eyebrows in front of the mirror, and upon seeing Gao Liang enter, she was struck by his commanding presence—clearly far more impressive than Zhou Chao. So she leaned her body closer to him. But Gao Liang pushed her gently aside and commanded, "Hu Meimeng! Give me back something!" "Oh! Young gentleman! What do you want?" Hu Mijing truly adores fresh, handsome young men—because, with her magical powers, she can detect whether Gao Liang is a virgin. If she can draw upon his essence to replenish her own, her magic will grow exponentially. Yet Gao Liang has been undergoing training in mental discipline and is utterly unimpressed by her; he merely stares coldly and says, “I’m asking you questions! You must answer me! Yes or no?” Hu Mijing pretends to be foolish and says, “Oh, dear young man! What exactly are you saying? I don’t understand!” Gao Liang gazes at her with piercing eyes, grabs her collar firmly, and locks eyes with her, speaking clearly and steadily, “Don’t think I don’t know what you’ve been doing! Quickly! Spit out that youth-preserving elixir inside you! I give you three seconds! Otherwise, you’re dead!” Gao Liang had never before been so intimidating to a woman—yet, for the sake of Ying'er’s restored youthful beauty, he had erupted in full force before Hu Mijing. "One, two, three..." With each count, Hu Meimang's heart beat once. By the time she reached three, she had knelt down. "Please! Just keep that youth-preserving pill! I'll work for you like a cow or a horse for the rest of my life!" Hu Meimang pleaded. "It's not that I'm unkind. The youth-preserving pill was never meant for you!" As soon as High Guang finished speaking, he gathered energy within himself and activated his risk-control ability. "Ah!" Hu Meimang clearly felt an invisible force drawing a glass-bead-sized object from within her body, which soon flew out of her mouth and landed in High Guang's hands with a soft "puff." High Guang clutched the precious youth-preserving pill—so vital to Fei'er—tightly, as if afraid it would vanish. Hu Meimang wailed desperately, the scene profoundly moving. "Young sir! I can't stay here anymore. I can't even return to heaven. Where else can I go?" Hu Meimang said. "Go to Ying'er and serve her!" After saying this, Gao Liang paid no further attention to Hu Mijing. With his three close friends and the brothers from Fenghuo Hall surrounding him, he walked off with graceful poise. "What good fortune Ying-jie must have! To have such a wonderful master! But me? To follow Zhou Chao, this man who only knows playing women day and night—no, I must leave quickly! If I wait any longer, it will be too late." As Hu Mijing was just about to set off, Zhou Chao appeared like a ghost. "Hahahaha!" Zhou Chao burst into laughter. "Do you really want to go? That won't be easy!" Hu Mijing stared at Zhou Chao, noticing that someone had now joined him—Ouyang Zixue, who was now gazing at her with a charming gaze. "This girl is even more appealing than the little chili pepper! Don't believe me? Let me show you!" Encouraged by Zhou Chao, Ouyang Zixue eagerly shed his shirt, revealing a full chest of dark hair. "No, no! Don't touch me!" Hu Mei-niang had now clearly severed ties with Zhou Chao. Since being "replenished" by Zhou Chao, she had always been his sexual servant—his hygiene paper, his sperm bank. Yet this lustful man now wanted to share her with another man. No way! At this very moment, she would no longer be anyone’s sexual servant. She would claim her freedom—even if it meant serving Ying Jie. Hu Mei-niang’s steadfast refusal deeply infuriated Zhou Chao. Damn you, you pretentious woman! You act so pure, but I’ll show you what pure looks like! With a firm resolve, Zhou Chao thought: If you don’t give me your face, then I won’t give you mine. His veins bulged, his eyes blazing red. He slapped Hu Mei-niang firmly across the face. Hu Mei-niang stared back at him, her eyes now reflecting the greenish glow of a fierce wolf—fear now taking hold. Chen Zixue, just as lustful and greedy as Zhou Chao, eagerly began tearing at Hu Mei-niang’s skirt at Zhou Chao’s signal. Hu Mei-niang struggled weakly, which only intensified the primal desires of the two wolf figures. "Ah!" Her sharp grasp on Chen Zi-xue's life source sent him pain so intense that tears welled up in his eyes. "You lowly creature! You don't even wish to serve your elder brother! What good are you to me?" Zhou Chao erupted in fury, kicking Hu Mei-niang hard to the ground. This kick revealed her true form—she was a fox! In front of his elder brother, Chen Zi-xue, Zhou Chao felt deeply humiliated, despite the deep bond between them—akin to the relationship between two families' fathers. After all, he was the son of the mayor of Hanhai City, and now he was living with a fox spirit—wasn't that utterly unbecoming? Yet Chen Zi-xue, delighted, embraced the fox and said, "Second brother, I claim this beauty! I've already given you my little chili—this is a fair exchange, just and equitable, mutually beneficial! Haha!" Zhou Chao was certainly willing, yet why didn't Chen Zixue show the slightest surprise when Hu Meimang suddenly transformed into a fox? Why did he even smile with genuine delight and embrace the change so warmly? Wasn't Chen Zixue...? Besides being the son of his father's closest friend, what other status did Chen Zixue hold? Zhou Chao wanted to know the answer. "I'm leaving! If I can't bear the solitude, I'll call Xiao Lao Liang, and she'll come over soon!" Chen Zixue picked up the now pitiful fox and walked off with that remark. As soon as Hu Meimang left, Zhou Chao suddenly felt a bit dizzy, his body suddenly growing weak—what on earth was going on? "Wow!" Zhou Chao spat out a stream of blood. He carefully examined the blood on the handkerchief—clotted blood. According to Zhou Chao’s judgment, due to his daily practice of drawing yin energy from Hu Meimang to replenish yang, a significant portion of his water-based ability had been sustained by Hu Meimang’s yin energy. After all, as a mortal body, he occasionally encountered insurmountable bottlenecks when cultivating water-based powers, specifically because of his insufficient yang energy and depleted yin reserves.