Bai Qiushuang didn't know where Wang Xiaoqiang got his confidence from, but seeing Wang Xiaoqiang insist on attacking Wind Cloud City, she naturally couldn't refuse. So she led Wang Xiaoqiang and his army towards Wind Cloud City.

Wind Cloud City.

City Lord's Mansion.

The entire City Lord's Mansion was shrouded in a gloomy atmosphere. The key figures of the Fengyun Family were all gathered in Old Master Fengyun Zhengxiong's chambers.

A few years ago, Fengyun Zhengxiong contracted a strange illness. To call it an illness wasn't entirely accurate; he had actually been practicing a rather sinister cultivation technique.

Ever since he started practicing this technique, Fengyun Zhengxiong changed from an upright gentleman to a man obsessed with women, spending his days seeking them out, indulging, and constantly changing partners, indiscriminately.

As a result, he claimed all the maids of the mansion, and later he gradually set his sights on the virtuous women of Wind Cloud City.

Fengyun Zhengxiong's son, Fengyun Tian, is the City Lord of Wind Cloud City and a prominent figure in the Rogue Cultivator World. Naturally, no one dared to say anything about Fengyun Zhengxiong taking a few common women.

However, Fengyun Zhengxiong was sixty years old, and living such a lascivious life, even with his cultivation base, took a toll on his body. Gradually, he was drained to the point of looking like a dried husk, yet he still couldn't break his habit of seeking women. Since he never spoke of the cause, no one knew it was due to his cultivation of a sinister technique.

Finally, now, Fengyun Zhengxiong was on the verge of complete exhaustion, bedridden, yet he still clamored for his son to find him beautiful women.

Fengyun Tian was known for his bad temper and sinister, ruthless ways, but he had one good quality—filial piety. He always obeyed his father's commands; however, seeing his father lying in bed at death's door, he dared not procure more women for him and instead sought a famous doctor.

This day.

Because a renowned medical sage was coming, the Fengyun Family attached great importance to it, and several key figures had gathered. Fengyun Tian was also dressed formally, prepared to meet the esteemed medical expert with due ceremony.

...

Under the guidance of Bai Qiushuang, Wang Xiaoqiang and his army finally arrived at the gates of Wind Cloud City. Wang Xiaoqiang said to Bai Qiushuang, "Alright, you're no longer needed here. You can leave."

Bai Qiushuang nodded and retraced her steps.

Wang Xiaoqiang flew over Wind Cloud City, looking down below. He saw that this city was enormous beyond compare, the largest he had seen in the Immortal Realm, stretching thousands of miles. This made Wang Xiaoqiang secretly amazed.

Suddenly, two figures streaked across the sky like meteors. Wang Xiaoqiang's gaze flickered as he noticed these figures seemed strikingly familiar.

Just as Wang Xiaoqiang was about to use his divine sense to investigate, the two figures swiftly dived into Wind Cloud City, disappearing into the sea of people.

With tens of millions of residents in Wind Cloud City, each equipped with a cultivation base, finding two individuals among them was like looking for a needle in a haystack. Moreover, they were merely familiar figures, not enough to warrant too much attention.

...

The two figures Wang Xiaoqiang had seen were none other than the long-separated Medicinal Beggar Jin Futu and his daughter Jin Qiaoqiao.

After entering Wind Cloud City, this father-daughter duo headed straight for the City Lord's Mansion of the Fengyun Family.

When their figures appeared at the estate, they were immediately received by designated hosts. Upon entering the main hall of the City Lord's Mansion, Fengyun Tian personally greeted them. Fengyun Tian, with his cultivation at the Immortal Emperor Stage, was invincible in the Rogue Cultivator World. He typically looked down upon ordinary people, who were unworthy of his regard. However, upon seeing Jin Futu, he still clasped his hands in respect and cordially said, "Mr. Jin, I have awaited you for some time."

He glanced at Jin Qiaoqiao, the radiant girl before him leaving him astonished.

Jin Futu bowed in return, saying, "City Lord of Wind Cloud, your politeness is appreciated."

Fengyun Tian said, "Mr. Jin, there's no need for excessive courtesy. Please, take a seat. Is this Miss Jin?"

"Indeed, this is my daughter," Jin Futu replied. "Since Old Master Zhengxiong is gravely ill, we shouldn't sit. Treating the illness is the priority."

"That's just as well." Fengyun Tian, concerned for his father's illness, immediately led Jin Futu to Fengyun Zhengxiong's chamber. Jin Futu gestured to Jin Qiaoqiao to follow, and she obediently kept up.

Fengyun Tian frowned slightly, saying, "Miss Jin need not follow. Please stay here; I will arrange for someone to attend to you."

Jin Futu replied, "When I practice medicine outside, she never leaves my side."

On one occasion, when Jin Futu went to treat a heroic tyrant's wife, the tyrant attempted to take advantage of Jin Qiaoqiao. It was only thanks to the patterned beast on her back that she was not disgraced. Since then, Jin Futu had been cautious, keeping his daughter by his side at all times.

"Alright then." Fengyun Tian frowned slightly.

The three arrived at Fengyun Zhengxiong's chamber, which was very large and luxurious. There were large wallpapers on the walls depicting female sketches, with exposed chests and arms. In front of the bed hung an extravagant painting of a nude woman, which made one's heart race just by glancing at it.

Hearing footsteps, Fengyun Zhengxiong weakly opened his eyes. Upon seeing Jin Futu, he smiled slightly, then turned his gaze to Jin Qiaoqiao. Upon seeing the radiant young lady, Fengyun Zhengxiong's eyes gleamed, like a starving man who had seen a drumstick, drooling excessively.

Since practicing the sinister cultivation technique, Fengyun Zhengxiong had not only become licentious but also developed an abnormal possessiveness towards beautiful women.

Jin Futu inquired about the cause and symptoms of the illness. Fengyun Tian, finding it hard to speak, whispered the symptoms into Jin Futu's ear, unable to provide a cause as he himself didn't know.

Jin Futu nodded after listening, sat by the bedside, and felt Fengyun Zhengxiong's pulse, then said, "This illness is rather peculiar…"

Fengyun Tian's heart sank. "Mr. Jin, you can't cure this illness?"

"In this world, everything is about cause and effect. There's a cause for every effect. So it is with illness; without a cause, there is no effect. Not knowing the cause means I can't treat the illness."

Upon hearing this, Fengyun Tian felt a wave of despair and displayed a look of disappointment. He couldn't quite understand Jin Futu's demeanor. The famed Medicinal Beggar Jin Futu was renowned in the Rogue Cultivator World, with his medical skills reaching a miraculous level. How could there be an illness he couldn't treat?

Was he just being perfunctory, was he bluffing...?

"Mr. Jin, we don't know the cause either, and the old master won't tell…" Fengyun Zhengxiong's nephew spoke up.

Jin Futu nodded and looked at Fengyun Zhengxiong on the bed, noticing that his mind wasn't on the illness but was fixated on his daughter Jin Qiaoqiao.

Jin Futu frowned and asked displeasedly, "Old Master Fengyun, what was the cause of your illness?"

Fengyun Zhengxiong didn't respond, merely stared at Jin Qiaoqiao with a lecherous smile. In his frail, dried-up state, grinning like a fierce ghost, he sent shivers down one's spine.

Jin Qiaoqiao felt goosebumps rise all over her body, turned away, feeling nauseous, her face turning a bit pale. (To be continued. If you like this work, please go to Qidian (qidian.com) to vote for recommendations and monthly tickets; your support is my greatest motivation. Mobile users, please read on m.qidian.com.)

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