Misty Rain of the Old Times

As the several powerless innate masters were being dealt with, another member of the Wu family arrived before Chen Xuan. Dressed in black and masked, his expression was obscured. He squatted down and said coldly, "I'll have to trouble you to come with us now, sir."

As he spoke, he held a bright green bottle to Chen Xuan's mouth and nose, and a light blue mist drifted out. He only put the bottle away after seeing the mist enter Chen Xuan's mouth and nose.

That was Zui Qingfeng; as a precaution, he gave Chen Xuan a puff at close range.

Chen Xuan felt completely comfortable after taking a puff, the feeling was like after-sex cigarettes, he almost moaned with pleasure, he thought to himself, you're really good, don't you know this stuff is very popular in the Grandmaster circle, even I can't find the materials to refine it myself.

For a grandmaster, this thing has no side effects other than soothing the mind and body, and it is not addictive. After all, who would be a fool to cultivate to this level? It is equivalent to the poor people of this era having candy.

People on different levels enjoy different things.

Pretending to be limp, Chen Xuan frowned and asked warily, "What is this thing? Why can't I even move a single finger?"

"Since you can even refine the Xiaoyao Pill, sir, you must have some knowledge of medicines. You should be able to tell yourself that it has no side effects, is not harmful, and is actually a good thing. It's a pity that we are not fortunate enough to enjoy it," the other party said regretfully, shaking his head.

Chen Xuan sneered, "That sounds nice, but why don't you take a bite?"

"Stop talking nonsense, let's go," another person, who had already dealt with several innate masters, rushed over and urged, his tone somewhat displeased. When working for aristocratic families, what matters is being cautious; saying even one extra word could leave a handle for them to use against you.

Nodding, the person who had been speaking to Chen Xuan put a hood over his head, grabbed him by the shoulder, and pulled him away, saying, "Excuse me."

The other one took Chen Xuan's belongings and followed, subtly opening the box and grabbing a handful of Xiaoyao Pills to hide.

Chen Xuan found it amusing that he noticed this. They actually knew how to make extra money. It was very expensive. Oh well, he would settle the score later.

The hood had no effect on Chen Xuancai. He said unhappily, "Putting aside where you're taking me, can't you let me walk by myself? I'm not used to being dragged around."

"Sir, do you still have the strength to stand up?"

"Yes, I do, but I'm afraid it might scare you all, which would take away a lot of fun," Chen Xuan thought to himself, then said helplessly, "Thank you for your trouble."

After they left quickly, only the limp Ning Guiliang remained. A breeze blew, carrying a faint, cold, and bloody smell in the air. He instinctively shivered, only then belatedly realizing the fear that followed.

So human life is so worthless. I just had a brush with death. Even as a member of the imperial court, not everyone will take my life seriously.

'If I were to rise to the highest position in the court, would they still dare to treat me like this?' After this incident, Ning Guiliang suddenly had this thought.

But this thought came and went quickly. Then I wondered, should I continue the deal with Mr. [Name]? One hundred works, even if I finish them, where am I supposed to find him? He's been taken away by the mysterious man. Will I ever have any freedom again?
I haven't even received the Xiaoyao Pills yet, one hundred pills, one hundred pills.

Not long after, just as he was in a state of great distress, someone passed by. He immediately grasped at the opportunity as if it were a lifeline and said, "Please do me a favor. I am Ning Guiliang, an assistant director of the Ministry of Revenue. I have been injured by villains and am unable to move. Please take me to the Ministry of Armed Forces to report the case. I will reward you handsomely afterward."

"So it's Lord Ning. Who is so bold? I'll take you there right away, but don't you really need to go to the clinic first?"

"I know what I'm doing. I'll go straight to the Arms Control Bureau, otherwise it'll be too late."

"Alright, I'll carry you there. I'm still strong enough. I don't want anything in return. But could you take me to a brothel to see what it's like?"

"Sure, sure, I'll arrange it for you. It's free anyway."

"Lord Ning is very generous..."

Ning Guiliang was anxious and decided to save Chen Xuan, since it concerned his future happiness. He couldn't just sit idly by, neither morally nor logically. He wasn't working for any violent organization, so he could only go to the Imperial Guard. He hoped that the Imperial Guard would give him some face, considering that they both served the court.

However, when he arrived at the Martial Arts Prohibition Bureau, he received a very warm welcome, but he was not taken very seriously. After all, it was not him who had been in trouble. How many such incidents were there in the martial arts world every day? If the Martial Arts Prohibition Bureau had to take each one seriously, they would be overwhelmed. As long as the people in the martial arts world did not cause too much of an impact, the Martial Arts Prohibition Bureau would usually turn a blind eye.

The reason why it is not taken seriously is, firstly, Ning Guiliang himself is not clear about the cultivation level of martial arts practitioners. If he were to say that seven or eight Xiantian cultivators had died, even the highest level of the Martial Arts Prohibition Bureau would be alarmed. Secondly, the Martial Arts Prohibition Bureau is very busy right now.

As an organization that directly connects with people in the martial arts world, the sudden appearance of the Xiaoyao Pill has led to a number of people with special identities coming to greet them, asking them to find a way to get some Ice Silkworm Silk from the Hanshan Sword Sect. As a result, the Forbidden Martial Arts Division is very busy from top to bottom that night, as they have to give face to those special people.

Anyway, they said they would look into it and told Ning Guiliang to go back and wait for news. What could he do? He stayed at the Martial Arts Forbidden Division for several hours. Someone checked his condition and said they couldn't do anything. After a few hours, he recovered, but left feeling frustrated, intending to think of another way. He wasn't stupid. Since the Martial Arts Forbidden Division didn't take it seriously, he quickly came up with a plan while walking down the street. He slapped his forehead and went straight to a bustling brothel. After revealing his identity, he announced on the spot that the person who made the Carefree Pill had been captured by a mysterious person. Whoever could rescue him would be offered a thousand Carefree Pills as a reward. He guaranteed it with his own life and hoped everyone would spread the word.

Believe it or not, his shouting was far more effective than going to the Arms Prohibition Bureau. Although many people were skeptical, the news spread like wildfire.

"This is all I can do for you," Ning Guiliang thought to himself, having achieved his goal...

Being led at breakneck speed through the night, Chen Xuan, though blindfolded, could clearly see his location and wondered where they were taking him. It couldn't possibly be the Wu family's headquarters.

Soon after, he was taken to an inconspicuous house, from where a secret passage led him deep underground, and then he wandered through a maze of twists and turns.

He deduced from the sounds transmitted through the underground passages that the capital city's underground was like a maze. He thought to himself, "Good heavens, how many rats are digging holes in the capital city's underground? How many unknown dark secrets are hidden underground?"

He was extremely bored, and nearly half an hour passed. He didn't know how many places he had gone through. If he were someone with innate cultivation, after taking such a big gulp of Drunken Breeze, he would definitely be confused. But he was finally brought to his destination.

Still underground, Chen Xuan analyzed the route he was brought along and concluded that they were still within the capital city limits, somewhere underground in the west of the city. It should be noted that many places in the west of the city are places where the wealthy and powerful gather, and Xiao Gao might be somewhere up there.

Upon arrival, Chen Xuan was helped to sit down in a soft chair, but his hands and feet were shackled, and the hood over his head was removed.

The two innate masters who brought him stood on either side of him, having dropped their disguises, probably thinking that they no longer needed to pretend after arriving here.

Having regained his sight, Chen Xuan curiously looked around. It was a sealed basement, quite spacious, over a hundred square meters, and ten feet high. The surrounding walls were made of metal, and the walls and ceiling were inlaid with luminous pearls, illuminating the place as if it were daytime. There was only one metal door for entering and exiting.

Besides him and the two Xiantian masters who brought him, there was only a large chair with his back to him. Two Xiantian masters stood on either side of the chair, and two maids waited respectfully with their heads bowed.

Sitting listlessly in the chair, Chen Xuan looked at the black iron shackles on his hands and feet and thought to himself, "Do you want to play a bondage game or an escape room game with me?"

Tsk tsk, the shackles are made of black iron. Let alone being hit by Drunken Breeze, even if they were intact, ordinary innate masters wouldn't be able to break free easily. And these chains are connected to the metal wall, how careful they are.

"Tell me, what do you want from me? I think you probably have no other purpose than the Xiaoyao Pill," Chen Xuan said, feigning helplessness as a prisoner, but also showing the confidence that he still had value to be used.

Bang bang bang~!

As soon as he finished speaking, applause came from behind the chair in front of him, and someone stood up. It was none other than Wu Jinxun, whom he had not seen for long.

He hadn't even changed his clothes yet. At this moment, he was holding a woman in red with a graceful figure and a charming face. Surrounded by maids and guards, he walked towards Chen Xuan and said cheerfully, "Sir, we meet again. I'm sorry to invite you here in this way. You don't mind, do you?"

Oh, so you're not pretending anymore. You act all high and mighty in public, but you're a completely different person in private. You're not even putting on an act anymore.

At this moment, Wu Jinxun's hand blatantly caressed the woman in red in his arms, who smiled radiantly and allowed him to do as he pleased.

Upon seeing this, Chen Xuan pondered and said, "Actually, I mind quite a bit." Then, he added 'helplessly,' "So it's Young Master Wu. I don't think I've offended you in any way, so why are you making such a fuss?"

Upon hearing this, Wu Jinxun remained unmoved, perhaps because his throat was a little uncomfortable, and he coughed once.

Just then, one of his maids knelt down, tilted her head back slightly, and opened her mouth. He then spit a mouthful of saliva into her mouth, and another maid handed her mouthwash and a towel to wipe her mouth.

Beauty Bowl...

Chen Xuan had heard of it before coming to this world, but had never seen it with his own eyes. Now he has seen it.

Is this the style of wealthy and powerful families?
They appear benevolent and righteous on the surface, but in private they don't treat people like human beings at all.

Upon seeing this scene, Chen Xuan, who had originally wanted to tease Wu Jinxun, suddenly lost all interest.

Before Wu Jinxun could say anything condescendingly, Chen Xuan's face immediately went expressionless. He slowly stood up, his hands and feet bound. Amidst the utterly dumbfounded looks from Wu Jinxun and the others, Chen Xuan said calmly, "We were supposed to keep to ourselves, so why did you have to provoke me? As the saying goes, it's easy to invite a god but hard to send him away. Have you thought about the consequences? Answer me!"

...(End of chapter)