BOOM!!!

Lin Xiao was triggered by a single sentence from Su Qingning. He was about to ask what had happened, but the call had already been disconnected. He quickly dialed her number again, but her phone was off.

Lin Xiao realized Su Qingning was in trouble. Big trouble. She must be incredibly desperate right now, he thought. Otherwise, she would have never called me—the husband who, in her eyes, is nothing but a braggart.

The thought of Su Qingning being harmed sent him into a complete and utter rage. A sky-high murderous intent erupted from him, and the sturdy car window suddenly exploded, showering the ground in shattered glass. The driver was so frightened he barely dared to breathe.

"To the Rose Clubhouse! As fast as you can!" Lin Xiao seethed, his voice dripping with killing intent.

Although Su Qingning hadn't said where she was, Lin Xiao knew. She had to be at the Rose Clubhouse.

「The Rose Clubhouse.」

The club, normally not open to the public, was even more heavily guarded today. Over a dozen burly men stood at the entrance to the vast establishment, each one emitting a murderous aura. Their grim expressions were a clear warning for any stranger to keep away.

In the clubhouse courtyard, a bed had been set up. Lying on it was none other than the dying Liu Shaoyang. The series of failures had caused a massive backlash, and at this moment, his face was ghastly pale, like a corpse drained of blood.

Next to Liu Shaoyang was another bed, upon which lay a breathtakingly beautiful woman. Who else could it be but Su Qingning? She had already fainted, her body bound by nine red threads. A white-haired old man was skillfully tying the ends of the threads to Liu Shaoyang.

If Lin Xiao were present, he would have been consumed by towering rage. The feng shui formation the old man was creating was known as the Nine Ghosts Transferring Array. It was an extremely vicious array that not only siphoned away one's fortune but, even worse, would reduce Su Qingning to a walking corpse once her fortune was completely drained.

After finishing his work, the white-haired old man smiled. "It is done. In the time it takes for an incense stick to burn, this woman's heaven-defying fortune will be entirely transferred to Young Master Liu. From this day forward, he will become a man of tremendous destiny, but..."

"Priest Qian, but what?" someone asked. The speaker was none other than Liu Shaoyang's father, Liu Xianhe. As the head of the Liu Family, he was more desperate than anyone for this to succeed, so he immediately pressed for more information when the old man's tone shifted.

The old man adopted a profound tone. "But after the woman's fortune is transferred to Young Master Liu, it doesn't mean all is well. If Young Master Liu were to meet with a fatal mishap, the fortune could return to her!"

This was no lie. For an ordinary person, once their fortune was stolen, it was gone for good. But Su Qingning was different. She possessed the Blood Phoenix Physique, meaning her fortune was bound to her. Unless she was killed, her fortune could not be permanently taken.

Liu Xianhe was startled. "Priest Qian, is there a foolproof method?"

"Of course. You could kill this woman directly. But a better method is to imprison her within an array of my design!" the old man said gravely.

Liu Xianhe pressed on, "So, Priest Qian, you're saying that after this is over, you will take her away?"

Priest Qian's gaze swept greedily over Su Qingning's body, finally landing on her Dantian. Forcibly suppressing his excitement, he nodded. "Correct. Only this way will Young Master Liu's fortune remain with him for a lifetime!"

Liu Xianhe breathed a sigh of relief. He smiled and said, "And here I thought it was something serious. If that's the case, once this is concluded, the woman is at your disposal, Priest Qian. My Liu Family will have no objection even if you kill her. In fact, we would be eternally grateful!"

"Excellent!" Priest Qian chuckled, stroking his beard.

"Oh, by the way, Priest Qian, you asked me to investigate the whereabouts of your junior brother, Peng Bo. I have people on it, but there's no news so far. It's as if he's vanished into thin air!"

Priest Qian's brow furrowed slightly. "Intensify the search," he said in a heavy tone. "My junior brother and I are both from the Ghost Medicine Sect. I want to see him alive or his body dead!"

"Understood!" Liu Xianhe replied hurriedly.

Priest Qian then asked, "Also, you mentioned needing my help to deal with a beggar. What's his story?"

Liu Xianhe's rage flared instantly. "To answer you, Priest Qian, that disgusting beggar is this wench's husband. He got lucky somehow and managed to marry her. That in itself isn't the problem, but the hateful thing is that this piece of trash has repeatedly foiled my Liu Family's plans. He deserves to die!"

Priest Qian's expression hardened. "Foiled the Liu Family's plans? Don't tell me he understands Feng Shui and fortune?"

"Understands my ass! It was just a series of flukes. Priest Qian, like I said, he's just a beggar. What could a beggar possibly know?" Liu Xianhe said with contempt.

Priest Qian, however, waved his hand. "Mr. Liu, one cannot be so certain. There are hidden masters even among beggars. For example, the Hall Master of our Ghost Medicine Sect's Tenth Hall was once a beggar."

A jolt went through Liu Xianhe. "Priest Qian, are you implying that beggar is a master?"

"That I do not know. But for him to have repeatedly broken the arrays set by my junior brother and me, he must have some skill. Dealing with him might not be so simple, so..."

"So what, Priest Qian?"

"So, you'll have to add more money!"

Liu Xianhe was stunned for a moment and began cursing internally. After all that talk, it turns out he just wants more money! To think I actually believed that damn beggar was someone formidable.

Of course, Liu Xianhe would never say such a thing out loud. He smiled and said, "Priest Qian, money is no issue."

"Then I have no issue either!" Priest Qian said with a satisfied smirk.

Liu Xianhe nodded. Just as he was about to speak, his gaze fell upon his son. He saw that Liu Shaoyang's once-pale complexion was now gradually turning ruddy, as if fresh blood were being pumped into him. What thrilled Liu Xianhe the most was that his son's breathing was also starting to stabilize.

In contrast, Su Qingning's originally rosy cheeks were turning ghastly pale.

"Priest Qian, you are truly a divine being!" Liu Xianhe couldn't help but praise.

The old man snorted haughtily. "Of course. Never forget that we are from the Ghost Medicine Sect!"

The statement had a double meaning. On one hand, he was boasting of his exceptional skill. On the other, he was warning Liu Xianhe not to try anything clever; the payment must be made in full, down to the last cent.

Liu Xianhe understood perfectly. He smiled and said, "Rest assured, Priest Qian. Once this is done, the sum I give you will absolutely be to your satisfaction!"

"Good to hear!" Priest Qian said smugly.

Time ticked by. Su Qingning's face grew paler and paler until it was as white as a sheet of paper, completely devoid of color. It was a terrifying sight. Liu Shaoyang's complexion, however, became increasingly ruddy. He even opened his eyes.

Liu Xianhe was ecstatic. "My son, how do you feel?"

"Dad, I feel great! Better than I ever have before!" Liu Shaoyang smiled.

Priest Qian beamed. "Young Master Liu, this woman's fortune will soon completely enter your body. At that time, you will feel an unprecedented sense of bliss. Moreover, with this heaven-defying fortune as your support, the Liu Family will rise swiftly. Reigning supreme over Jinling City won't be just a dream!"

At these words, both Liu Xianhe and Liu Shaoyang became utterly thrilled. To reign supreme over Jinling City... what a glorious prospect that was.

But just then, a chilling voice suddenly cut through the air.

"I'm afraid your Liu Family will never live to see that day!"

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