When Mo Li loudly proclaimed he was a disciple of the Misty Cloud Sect,
Qi Yan'er, who was pretending to be unconscious, realized he was truly an idiot!
Didn't he see the killing intent in the eyes of that giant? How vicious it was?
It would have been better if he hadn't said anything.
Announcing his background was practically a death wish!
What a fool!
"Misty Cloud Sect? Heh heh~ Never heard of it!"
He Meng's eyes narrowed, and his killing intent intensified. He swung his fist down.
Mo Li was terrified, using all his strength to dodge to the side.
BOOM!
The solid punch landed on the ground, directly creating a large pit.
Mo Li was covered in cold sweat. Facing the crisis of death, he quickly spoke again:
"Captain He Meng, you can't kill me. I'm not only a disciple of the Misty Cloud Sect, but also the young master of the Mo Clan. If you kill me, it will bring big trouble to your mercenary group!"
"Heh~"
He Meng sneered: "Kid, do you think I'm an idiot?"
"If I don't kill you now, that's when the trouble will start! Die!"
As he spoke, He Meng charged at Mo Li again, like a tank.
Seeing this, Mo Li was terrified.
"Plop~"
"..."
He Meng had already arrived in front of Mo Li, but when he saw Mo Li suddenly drop to a horizontal level, he immediately stopped.
He...he actually went soft?
"Big Brother He Meng, please don't kill me. As long as you don't kill me, I'll do anything you want."
Mo Li pleaded, his voice choked with sobs.
At that moment, he suddenly thought of something and raised his hand, pointing at Nalan Yanran and Qi Yan'er, who were lying on the table:
"Big Brother He Meng, you don't know yet! This girl who came with me is actually the personal disciple of our Misty Cloud Sect's sect master, the future sect master, Nalan Yanran!"
"We came down the mountain this time to go to Wutan City to call off a marriage. If you can play with a woman like that, you won't have lived your life in vain!"
"Right~ And this little girl is really tender! If you..."
"Slap!"
Before Mo Li could finish speaking, He Meng slapped him hard.
"You beast!"
He Meng roared in fury: "Although I'm a mercenary and enjoy women, I wouldn't lay a hand on a girl so young, but you!"
"As a disciple of the Misty Cloud Sect, the sacred cultivation ground of the Jia Ma Empire, you are so shameless, you deserve to die!"
"…Pfft~"
Hearing this, Mo Li spewed out a mouthful of blood.
A man like He Meng was calling him shameless!
"What you said isn't entirely wrong, I should indeed have some fun."
He Meng stared at Mo Li, his eyes filled with a strange expression: "Men, he's yours to deal with. Remember to clean up properly afterward!"
"Alright!"
Hearing their group leader's order, a group of burly, strong mercenaries stepped towards Mo Li.
Seeing this, Mo Li was terrified.
He propped up his hands and slowly moved his body backward: "What are you doing? Don't come any closer!"
"Heh heh heh~ As expected of a Misty Cloud Sect disciple, you're really fair-skinned and tender!"
A mercenary rubbed his palms together, his tongue greedily licking his lips.
Then, he grabbed Mo Li and lifted him up.
The moment he was carried onto the mercenary's shoulder, they ran into the small woods beside the road with several other strong men...
What Mo Li would experience was hard to describe.
If one were to simply describe it…
It could only be summed up with the phrase, "the flowers would bloom beautifully."
After He Meng had arranged Mo Li, he strode over to stand behind Nalan Yanran.
His eyes were filled with crimson bloodlust, and he let out a strange laugh:
"I didn't expect to find a treasure here. The young sect leader of the Misty Cloud Sect, who is also betrothed? Interesting!"
Sigh… Qi Yan'er sighed helplessly in her heart.
She could ignore that shameless fellow, Mo Li, but she couldn't ignore Sister Yanran.
After all, she was the first stepmother she'd acknowledged!
While feigning unconsciousness, Qi Yan'er's small hand secretly opened the "Treasure Chest" and took out a bottle of "Medicine"! It was a very ordinary small porcelain bottle.
Father said this medicine was very precious, a strong soporific. When thrown on the ground, it would explode into a mist, and everyone would fall unconscious except for me and even Dou Masters!
Qi Fan's Words:
"When your strength is inferior to others, using underhanded methods is also the best way to solve the problem!"
At the same time.
Luo Fan Village.
"Ding! Warning!"
Qi Fan, who was hastily stir-frying vegetables, suddenly heard a prompt in his mind.
[Your daughter, Qi Yan'er, is in danger! She needs a strong anesthetic. The system has selected a specific anesthetic for the host: Calamity Poison Mist. The exchange price is 1000 points.]
[Calamity Poison Mist: A highly potent anesthetic created by the owner of the Calamity Poison Body. Within five minutes of release, anyone nearby whose cultivation is not at the Dou Master level will be affected and fall unconscious!]
"Exchange it! What are you waiting for?"
Qi Fan didn't hesitate after hearing the prompt.
[Ding! Exchange successful!]
Qi Fan stared at the stir-fried dish in the pot, suddenly finding it unappetizing.
How long had it been? His precious daughter was already in danger!
How could he possibly relax now?
"Damn it! It's burnt!"
At this moment, at the tea pavilion.
He Meng had already reached out his evil hands, wanting to grab Nalan Yanran!
"Stop!"
Suddenly, the unconscious Qi Yan'er stood up.
He Meng: Σ(⊙▽⊙"a!
"You... how did you wake up?"
He Meng looked at the little girl in front of him in shock, his big face full of surprise.
The young sect leader of the Misty Cloud Sect beside him hadn't woken up yet, so how could this little girl be awake?
Despite his surprise, He Meng didn't care much.
After all, she was just a little girl. How could she pose a threat to him?
"Yan'er, is it?"
He Meng forced a smile onto his ferocious face, a look of fondness plastered on it.
"I'm a good person. I'll buy you some candy. How about you call me daddy?"
"Pah!"
Qi Yan'er puffed out her chest, her face full of disdain.
"With the way you look? You want to be my daddy? You're not even a tenth as handsome as my real daddy!"
"..."
He Meng's expression darkened, insulted by a little girl's words about his appearance.
Mo Li looked at the little girl and found her increasingly adorable. Thinking quickly, he tried to scare her:
"Little Yan'er, your father hasn't come out to look for you in so long; he must not want you anymore. Come back with me!"
"That's right, little girl, come back with our团长!"
"Our团长 is a really good person; he's always wanted a daughter, but he never had one."
The other mercenaries chimed in, egging him on.
They all adored this little beauty!
"Hmph~"
Qi Yan'er snorted coldly, her delicate little hand suddenly flicking.
"Bang!"
The instant the porcelain bottle shattered, a white mist billowed out.
"What is this?"
The mercenaries were all bewildered.
"Not good, it's poison!"
He Meng sniffed the air, immediately felt his body grow weak, and cried out in alarm.
But his warning came too late…
"Plop! Plop! Plop!"
More than a dozen mercenaries fell to the ground like bowling pins.
"Tch~ That's all?"
Qi Yan'er looked triumphantly at the mercenaries lying on the ground.
As expected, the Medicine her father gave her was real, and so powerful!
"You want to be my father? You're not worthy!"
Qi Yan'er's little face puffed up with anger, and she walked to He Meng and kicked him hard a few times with her small feet.
"Sister Yanran? Sister Yanran?"
(End of Chapter)