Chapter 38: Li Niang

While Mu Feng was getting the characters carved on his back, in a luxurious palace deep within Mu Manor, Mu Qingyuan was roaring loudly. Before him, three rows of armored guards knelt in unison, all keeping their heads down.

“Trash, a bunch of useless trash! Each of you usually calls yourself elite, yet you couldn’t even beat a scholar who just broke through to the Early Mortal Realm!”

Mu Qingyuan was fuming with rage. He randomly grabbed a wine bottle from the table and hurled it violently, hitting a guard in the front row and making his head bleed. “Trash, tell me yourselves, what’s the use of keeping you? Get out, all of you get out, go as far away as you can! None of you will get your pay for this month!”

As he recalled the humiliation in front of the Chuangong Hall, Mu Qingyuan gritted his teeth.

As the lofty Second Young Master, he had always been the one bullying others—when had he ever suffered such disgrace?

A slap in the face—this wasn’t just humiliation, it was an outright slap in the face!

Killing his Personal Guard right under his nose, without the slightest hesitation—what did that mean? It meant that Mu Feng simply didn’t regard him, the Second Young Master, as someone to take seriously. This time, he killed a guard; next time, his thunderous fist might land on him mercilessly!

Tonight’s incident was the greatest shame of his life, yet he didn’t dare react, not even letting out a peep on the spot. He felt an unprecedented sense of frustration.

“Rebellion! That brat Mu Feng has truly rebelled!”

The more Mu Qingyuan thought about it, the angrier and more stifled he felt, his whole body uncomfortable from pent-up rage. He paced back and forth in the great hall, itching to lead a horde of guards, capture Mu Feng, and tear him to pieces.

Unfortunately, every time he was about to give the order, he swallowed it back. It wasn’t that he didn’t want to, but he didn’t dare. The one with nothing to lose fears nothing; Mu Feng was stubborn and tough, and if pushed, he might just smash the jar completely. But Mu Qingyuan had to be cautious. Seeing Xing Jiu’s attitude today, it seemed he already held a grudge; if Xing Jiu caught him making a major mistake, it wouldn’t end well.

“Second Young Master, Li Niang is here!” A personal maid approached and whispered into the furious Mu Qingyuan’s ear.

“Good, let her in quickly!”

Mu Qingyuan dismissed everyone else and continued pacing back and forth in the hall, grinding his teeth and feeling restless. One moment, he thought about leading a large group of guards to Mu Feng’s door, capturing him, and tearing him to shreds. The next, he worried that Xing Jiu and the Law Enforcement Guard from the Punishment Hall would catch him red-handed, in which case even if he didn’t die, he’d be skinned alive.

While he was torn between these thoughts, a tall young woman gently pushed the door open and stepped inside.

It was late at night, and the wind outside was strong, yet she still wore only a thin robe. Her graceful curves were faintly visible. A delicate veil covered her face, beneath which one could glimpse her beautiful face, her elegant and clever nose, her sexy cheekbones, and her red lips. After turning to close the door, she walked toward him with light, graceful steps, exuding charm.

“Li Niang greets the Second Young Master!”

The tall young woman walked gracefully up to Mu Qingyuan and gently lifted her veil, revealing an enchanting face. As she smiled, the agitated Mu Qingyuan felt his spirit fly away. Without a word, he scooped her up by the waist and carried her toward the large bed nearby.

“Second Young Master, no… not like this… I am your sister-in-law. There are people outside, don’t… don’t let them see. Second Young Master, no… mmm…”

The alluring Li Niang struggled with both hands and feet, resisting fiercely like a virtuous woman who would rather die than submit. But the more she resisted, the more it excited the scoundrel Mu Qingyuan pressing down on her.

“Once you enter my door, you are all my women. Give yourself to me!”

Mu Qingyuan’s breath grew heavy. Without another word, he tore off Li Niang’s thin robe and forced himself onto her, as if he could squeeze water out of her. Soon, the exquisitely carved, lavish bed began to shake and creak. Hearing the sounds from inside the palace, the two Personal Guards outside the door exchanged a smile and walked away.

Mu Qingyuan’s lustfulness was as well-known as his tyranny.

Over the years, no one knew how many respectable women in Jianning City had been violated by him, not to mention the maids and servant girls within the manor. He was like a dog in heat, wanting every woman he saw, and he would go to any lengths. As a result, he had drained his body at a young age. When he was little, he was exceptionally talented, but gradually, his cultivation became more and more mediocre, even rubbish.

Over the years, he had lost count of the women he had violated, but the one who fascinated him most was Li Niang, now pinned beneath him. He had taken her by force once, and after tasting his sister-in-law’s charms, he couldn’t stop himself.

The storm came quickly and left just as fast—and so did Mu Qingyuan.

Just as the pinned Li Niang was beginning to feel something, he went limp and collapsed on top of her, unable to move anymore.

“Why is the time getting shorter and shorter?”

Mu Qingyuan rolled over onto the bed, weak and listless. He had intended to have a good time with the alluring Li Niang, but instead, he ended up even more frustrated and aggrieved.

“This humble one is already satisfied.”

Li Niang nestled closely against Mu Qingyuan like a little bird, her soft right hand exploring his body, her fingertips lightly tracing over his chest. She looked up at his depressed and frustrated face and said softly, “Second Young Master, are you still thinking about what happened tonight?”

“Yes, you already know?” Mu Qingyuan’s face turned gloomy.

“I’ve heard a little.”

Li Niang’s right hand slid down Mu Qingyuan’s body, gentle and soft, carrying a warm energy. “Actually, Second Young Master, you don’t need to be so upset. There are many ways to deal with Mu Feng. According to Mu Manor’s rules, the day after successfully passing the promotion test, one must enter the Cangshu Pavilion to find a suitable cultivation technique. The Cangshu Pavilion happens to be the heavily guarded area of the Chuangong Hall. With your status, wouldn’t it be easy to make some moves?”

Cangshu Pavilion?

Mu Qingyuan’s eyes lit up. “Li Niang, are you saying…”

“Second Young Master, I said nothing!”

Li Niang gave Mu Qingyuan a coquettish glance, then produced a small red pill from somewhere and playfully passed it into his mouth with her lips. Then, her right hand grabbed his lower body and began to gently massage it.

“Hahaha, Li Niang, you are so naughty. Today, I’m going to punish you properly.”

Mu Qingyuan laughed heartily. As soon as the red pill entered his mouth, a surge of heat rose from his abdomen, making him feel full of endless energy. He flipped over and pressed Li Niang’s body beneath him once again. Without any foreplay, he went straight for the target. As he pressed his assault, he gritted his teeth and said, “So what if he broke through to the Early Mortal Realm? Without a corresponding advanced cultivation technique, Mu Feng, let’s see how you cultivate and break through! You can spend your whole life practicing only that set of Mu Family Fist! Hahaha!”

With guidance from his beloved Li Niang, Mu Qingyuan suddenly saw the light and came up with a vicious plan. Whether it was his improved mood or Li Niang’s exceptional skills beneath him, this time he lasted unprecedentedly long, feeling thoroughly satisfied. Finally, after their lovemaking, he lay on the bed and fell into a deep sleep.

Once she confirmed he was asleep, Li Niang, who had just been clinging to him like a little bird, turned cold. She quickly got up from the bed, took up a brush, and wrote a few tiny characters on a piece of white paper on the desk.

“Mu Yuan’s descendant has been cultivating in secret and has broken through to the Early Mortal Realm!”

After carefully reviewing it, Li Niang tore off a corner of the white paper and rolled it into a tiny scroll. She put her fingers to her mouth and gave a soft whistle. A white pigeon flew in through the window, silently.

“Go!”

After tying the paper to the pigeon’s leg, Li Niang opened her hands. The spirited white pigeon flapped its wings and soared into the sky, heading in the direction of Jiangling Prefecture. In the blink of an eye, it was gone from sight.