Ling Xuefei drew out the Immortal Sword and swiftly beheaded Lii Tianmang, blood spraying out. Wang Xiaoqiang flipped his hand to take out a thick brush and tossed it to Tianhuo, saying, "It's your turn now, let's see how well you write. If you do well, there'll be a reward!"

This brush was used by Wang Xiaoqiang during the last assassination task at the Wind Rain Pavilion, using the blood of the victim to inscribe the four large characters "Bloody Winds and Rain" on the doorframe of the Pavilion. He had thrown it into the Sumeru Ring, never expecting such quick reuse.

Tianhuo caught it, stretched the brush to dip it in the blood spraying from Lii Tianmang's body, got it saturated, and then flew to the main gate to start writing on the doorframe.

Indeed, Elder Tianhuo's calligraphy was quite beautiful, the brush danced like dragons and snakes, very quickly, the two large characters "Wang Manor" were completed in one go, as if dragons were flying and phoenixes were dancing.

Though the two characters were as crimson as blood and carried a hint of evil qi, exuding a trace of eeriness, they were intimidating to behold.

Wang Xiaoqiang wanted precisely this effect. To command respect, one must evoke fear.

"Good calligraphy!"

"Yes, quite excellent script."

Some people began to applaud.

While the crowd marveled at the two bloody characters on the doorframe, the Patterned Beast had already, at its master's willpower, swallowed Lii Tianmang's corpse in one gulp.

Even the blood on the ground was licked clean.

"Haha, let's go, have a drink at my manor..." With the words on the doorframe changed to "Wang Manor", Wang Xiaoqiang had already taken the mansion as his own, openly inviting a dozen subordinates inside to drink.

Meanwhile, inside the mansion, the Teng Family had long fled, leaving behind only some servants and house guards.

The members of the Teng Family were quite untrustworthy, leaving these servants and guards behind to reduce the burden of escape, not even informing them of the true situation.

Even though these servants and guards had heard some rumors, they were lowly and had nowhere else to go, so they'd rather die than leave.

At this time, when they saw over a dozen Great Luo Golden Immortal level experts laughing and entering, dozens of house guards instinctively drew their Immortal Swords, faces full of vigilance.

These house guards had very low cultivation; they were all immortal cultivation failures, with the weakest being at the Immortal Sage Stage, and the strongest only at the Immortal King Stage. While such cultivation could allow one to hold titles in the Immortal Realm, in the Biluo Realm, they were reduced to mere house guards.

Such is the disparity between the Immortal Realm and the Biluo Realm.

Wang Xiaoqiang released his Divine Sense, locking onto these guards, seeing each of them tense and fearful, Wang Xiaoqiang laughed, "Haha, everyone, don't be nervous. The Teng Family is unjust, not even bringing you along in their escape, leaving you here to die. You don't have to work hard for them. From now on, this mansion will no longer be the Teng Mansion, but the Wang Manor. I'll be the master of this mansion from now on, you can continue working here, but remember, I'm the master here... OK..."

Wang Xiaoqiang suddenly threw in a sentence in English, not only stunning the group of house guards but also baffling a dozen of his subordinates behind him, who couldn't understand which language Wang Xiaoqiang was speaking.

"Kneel and call him 'Lord'!" Long Mu shouted at the group of house guards, and those with weak cultivation immediately felt their courage shatter, instinctively kneeling down, shouting, "Lord, greetings, Lord Wang..."

"Hmm, not bad, as servants, you should have the awareness of servants, very good, all get up, I won't treat you unfairly. By the way... where is the steward?" Wang Xiaoqiang asked.

"The steward... the steward also escaped," an older house guard stammered.

"Alright, then you'll be the steward from now on," Wang Xiaoqiang pointed at the older house guard, "What's your name..."

"My name is Zhu Hongshu..."

"Zhu (boiled) Hongshu...? Hmm, this name is nice, sounds homely, very friendly, when I was young, my family often boiled sweet potatoes..."

"My humble name is poor, forgive me for making you laugh, my Lord." Zhu Hongshu was quite the talker. "Please, my Lord, bestow me another name?"

"What's poor about it? Did I laugh at you?" Wang Xiaoqiang's expression changed, "I was complimenting you, you really are so ignorant..."

"I deserve to die, I deserve to die..." Zhu Hongshu slapped himself several times, speaking in panic.

"Alright, alright, you temporarily act as steward for now; as for the future, I will see your performance. Go, tell the servants to prepare food and drinks for us, the best ones, you understand?" Wang Xiaoqiang instructed.

"Yes, yes, I'll do it right away..."

Zhu Hongshu hurried off to make the arrangements.

The remaining house guards were also very respectful, feeling both envious and jealous of Zhu Hongshu. For him to rise from a mere guard to become the steward was truly meteoric.

"You, come here..." Wang Xiaoqiang pointed at a young man with clear and clever features, "Lead us the way, serve as a guide, take us to familiarize ourselves with this mansion..."

The mansion was filled with pavilions, painted balustrades, rock gardens, ponds, and flowering trees, featuring towers above and flowing water beneath, with winding paths leading to secluded spots... The scenery seemed naturally grown, without traces of artificial crafting... like a grand garden, without a guide, one might easily get lost within...

"Yes, yes," the guard immediately responded, then started leading, taking the group for a tour, constantly explaining each building along the way.

As they proceeded, Wang Xiaoqiang thought of Ding Chunqiu and Fairy Zixia, and with a thought, released them.

After coming out, Ding Chunqiu and Fairy Zixia were momentarily puzzled, and only understood when Wang Xiaoqiang explained the situation, at which point Fairy Zixia quietly asked, "Little Qiang, how come there are two women in the Ring Space, and they are... naked..."

Wang Xiaoqiang's heart sank, abruptly recalling there were indeed two women in the Ring Space, one was Feng'er, and Feng'er was slightly better, wearing a dress, the other was Ling Xueqin, whom he had put in the Ring when she was only in her undergarments, barely different from being naked...

Wang Xiaoqiang felt a moment of embarrassment, thinking to himself that he must remain vigilant in the future, be sure to keep an extra storage ring, and such slave-like women as Feng'er must be stored separately, not all in one Ring Space, as that risked exposure.

With a dry cough, Wang Xiaoqiang perfunctorily said, "Uh, they... one is a war prisoner, knows many of my secrets, can't be released, the other is a girl from the Ling Family, I'm afraid they may get hurt, so I hide them in the Ring."

"Ah..." Fairy Zixia sighed in realization upon hearing this. Ding Chunqiu didn't have much to say, understanding men's matters as only a man could, having had a spouse, he knew about women's matters.

"Come out..." Wang Xiaoqiang called, and Ling Xueqin immediately floated out from the Sumeru Ring, landing on the ground, dressed in only a red chest guard and a pair of water-green panties, her tender skin and graceful figure stunning the entire audience...(To be continued. If you like this work, please visit Qidian (qidian.com) to vote for recommendations and monthly tickets. Your support is my greatest motivation. Mobile users, please visit m.qidian.com to read.)

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