Damn it, here we go again.

Is this never going to end?

In the wine pool, a flock of beauties frolic, the snow-white peaks appearing and disappearing in their movements.

"This time it's someone new, Liu Yaoyao has come in, she's just like that Flower Monk, foolishly rummaging through the room."

Glass, from Han Yu's Sea of Consciousness, was watching that sneaky figure through Han Yu's body.

Liu Yaoyao's face was miserable; she wasn't willing to come at all. This guy was like a humanoid fierce beast, if the Illusion Realm broke midway and awakened, she wouldn't even have the chance to escape.

However, Yan Bing didn't seem like he was planning to negotiate at all. What a bitter fate.

After Liu Yaoyao dejectedly finished searching the room, there wasn't even a trace of the Dragon Blood Stone, so she cautiously looked towards the bed.

Han Yu, at this moment, had his eyes wide open but was lost in a trance.

But even like this, Liu Yaoyao's heart pounded when she got closer, as if those big eyes were fixed on her, making her feel incredibly uneasy.

She silently crept onto the bed, gingerly feeling through the bedding, even turning over the mattress, yet she still couldn't find the Dragon Blood Stone.

A millstone-sized stone, even split into four pieces, shouldn't be that small. Where could it be hidden?

Liu Yaoyao helplessly glanced at the Han Yu beneath her, slowly crawled over, and started to untie his clothes.

Glass suddenly yelled out in the Illusion Realm.

"It's getting steamy, that woman is on top of you, taking off your clothes."

Han Yu's face darkened, as the group of women from the wine pool also started removing his clothes.

"What are you planning to do? Go along with it or turn the tables and take charge?"

Glass teased.

"I'm planning the third option, mercilessly crush the flower."

Han Yu's face was black as he took a deep breath, his chest swelling. Then, opening his mouth, a fiery flame spewed from it. Everything it touched was incinerated.

A piercing scream instantly echoed throughout the Illusion Realm, and shortly after, the wine pool erupted into a towering blaze. In just a few breaths, the entire mansion was reduced to ashes, leaving only charred remains.

Inside the room, Liu Yaoyao, who was groping around Han Yu's body, suddenly paused. She could feel the body beneath her growing hot, each breath exuding scorching heat.

Her heart stirred; she didn't even have time to pack up before her entire figure dashed out, crashing through the window and fleeing in haste.

"Good thing you ran fast."

The next moment, when Han Yu suddenly opened his eyes, except for his disheveled clothes and the messy bedding, there was no one else in the room, and he could only speak in frustration.

——

"I'm so pissed off."

Yan Bing's face turned from red to blue with rage, and seeing Liu Yaoyao return empty-handed only added more anger to his expression.

He had anticipated the opponent being tricky, so his plan with Yankong was to first make a probing move. If they could win using their wits, they would stealthily obtain the item.

But who would have thought that his usually infallible Illusion Realm would last less than a stick of incense against the opponent.

This guy's divine power is so fierce! It's much stronger than Tu Xingsun's timid divine techniques.

Although it was just a distant observation through the Illusion Realm, one could imagine the violent intent within that flame.

Divine Power Users without affinity have no hope of understanding the characteristics of the Five Elements Divine Techniques.

"I wonder if that bald monk has made a move yet?"

Yan Bing's expression was displeased. Since there was only one piece of stone, both would have to rely on their own skills.

He just feared that Yankong's Dream Realm would be stronger than his Illusion Realm.

On the other side.

The Flower Monk stood dejectedly to the side.

Yankong's expression was also gloomy; his Dream Realm, which even ordinary Divine Gaze Realm cultivators couldn't easily escape, was so effortlessly broken.

"I wonder if that lecherous bug has succeeded."

He just feared that Yan Bing's Illusion Realm was stronger than his Dream Realm, which would let the opponent succeed.

His expression flickered for a moment, then he waved to the Flower Monk.

The Flower Monk reluctantly approached with a bitter face before Yankong finally spoke.

"Go and scout out if they've succeeded over there?"

Damn it all, the Flower Monk cursed silently upon hearing this. This guy really thought of him as a flunky, using him so smoothly.

But he could only leave with his head bowed. The situation was overwhelming; the Iron Law of the Evil Path was that the strong devoured the weak, an unchanging truth.

He paced the dark street corner a few times and ran into Liu Yaoyao, who was also wandering outside. After exchanging glances, they found a secluded place to talk.

The Flower Monk had no good expression for her; it was her bad idea to bring in outside help.

Now look, they couldn't even eat the meat, and were chased around like dogs, being pushed east and west.

"Didn't you agree to it back then as well? And it's your sect's senior brother who is commanding you; he's the one you brought in. Don't blame me."

Liu Yaoyao spoke angrily, having also taken a belly full of anger from Yan Bing and now being ordered to scout the situation.

She thought for a moment and then sighed.

"We didn't expect there to be only one piece of stone left. Now, by bringing these two here, we have even less of a chance."

The Flower Monk frowned, his expression conflicted.

"So, are you saying we give up and just leave?"

Liu Yaoyao was downcast. She could assume that since both people were here, neither senior brother had succeeded. The so-called stealthy approach had probably failed.

Given the way those two operate, if cunning won't work, they'll just bide their time and seize by force. However, tonight's disturbance will surely make them lie low for several days before making another move.

"Now that there's only one stone left, do you think you still have a chance?"

Liu Yaoyao gritted her teeth and spoke coldly.

The Flower Monk's expression was unpleasant, but he was powerless; Yan Bing and Yankong were far superior, leaving him nothing.

"So, instead of this, we might as well leave now."

Liu Yaoyao looked up at him and sighed.

The Flower Monk stood in place, his expression shifting unpredictably, and finally nodded helplessly.

Two figures took advantage of the night to leave the city, but at the city gate, they were still unwilling to part.

"The Hehuan Sect is not a place I want to return to for now; I need to lay low outside, take care of yourself."

Liu Yaoyao sighed as she turned back, then twisted around and vanished into the night sky; before long, she was out of sight.

The Flower Monk also nodded, lifted himself up, and flew off in another direction.

——

Just five miles out, Liu Yaoyao suddenly halted mid-air, turned to look back at State City, and the color on her face changed from dejection to cunning.

Just as previously predicted, several factions would definitely clash in the end; over one Dragon Blood Stone, after Yan Bing and Yankong teamed up to beat that guy, they'd have a falling out over the stone. By then, whoever the final victor might be, they'd be exhausted after the fierce battle, leaving no reason for me not to finish them off.

The opportunity is mine for the taking!

A bunch of brainless fools.

With this thought, the frustrations of the past two days were wiped away. Calculating the time, the little bald monk should be far away; Liu Yaoyao turned back and flew back the way she came.

Half a cup of tea later, two figures successively landed coincidentally at the city gate, one after the other.

The two exchanged glances with bizarre expressions.

Pah! Dog of a thing that can't utter a single true word.

Pah! Undiscerning mutt.

Both are thousand-year-old foxes, yet they act like they're in a ghost story in front of each other.

This is awkward.

If you're in the Evil Path, who doesn't have a mind full of schemes? If you dare to bare your heart, the other will bare theirs just the same.

What Liu Yaoyao thought of, the Flower Monk also thought of, and coincidentally, they both wanted to do the same thing.

"Going back?"

The "going back" naturally referred to their respective senior brothers, and the Flower Monk soon regained his calm expression, speaking up.

"No going back, just hide well in the city, otherwise once they really fall out, we'll be the first to die."

Liu Yaoyao's expression also returned to calm, as if the previous incident had never happened.

She didn't plan to go back; even a guy like the Flower Monk could figure this out, so it's impossible that Yan Bing and Yankong couldn't.

If she did go back, sooner or later, she'd be a cannon fodder or die in vain.

"Then what do we do? There's only one stone?"

The Flower Monk soon thought of this. No matter how many people there were, there's only one stone, a hurdle they couldn't get around.

"First kill the strong ones. When the time comes, you and I will rely on our respective abilities."

Liu Yaoyao was somewhat helpless; in the end, the two of them would have to fight each other as well.

——

In the latter half of the night, no one senseless came to disturb.

"So that means those two guys brought over two even stronger cultivators."

Han Yu thought back to the different methods used two separate times, easily distinguishing that they were the techniques of two different cultivators.

In the silent night, the bottle suddenly started to shake; whether intentionally or not, a pill was expelled from the bottle's mouth, falling and bouncing off Glass's bun hair before landing elsewhere.

Huh～Tsk!

"Ouch!"

Two voices rang out in succession in the Sea of Consciousness.

Glass lifted the "blanket" and charged at the bottle, performing a set of Turtle Fist techniques with its tiny hands, bizarrely executed.

The bottle remained motionless, unyielding as a mountain, allowing it to strike the bottle willfully.

After some time, realizing it was futile, Glass reluctantly stopped and returned to bed, continuing to lie down.

Han Yu, on the other hand, was staring at the pill in shock, his mouth wide open.

"Damn! Damn! Damn!"

When he finally reacted, he honestly didn't know how to describe this pill.

"Get up and look at this pill."

Han Yu urged Glass insistently.

This was the first time a pill could move Han Yu so; Glass lifted the blanket and jumped towards the pill.

Moments later.

"Damn!"

The Artifact Spirit couldn't help but swear.

The bottle had once again pushed the limits.

Reversing Fate Pill: Using life to challenge fortune, stubborn life gathers fortune, fortune overcomes life and dissipates, within seven days the user experiences three calamities and six tribulations, nine deaths and one life. Those who survive can obtain a fortune opportunity. Side effect: hated by Qi Fortune.

Fortune opportunity!

Seeing these words from the bottle proves this opportunity is significant.

Han Yu himself was somewhat tempted; he couldn't help but ask in his Sea of Consciousness.

"What do you think?"

Glass had returned to lie down again; was this fellow planning to lie flat all the time lately?

After pondering, it said.

"I'd recommend you eat it, but I wouldn't eat it myself."

Damn!

This thing is cunning and refuses to eat it, so this pill must not be very good.

Is it because you'll certainly die in the nine deaths and one life, or is it the hatred from Qi Fortune?

Could this hatred from Qi Fortune be truly terrifying?

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