After the main character who took the blame retired, the female lead quit.

Tie Yanran let out a cold snort, casually pulled out a book from the side containing some kind of information, and began to read:

"Ha! Liu Shicheng, a standout among the younger generation of the Liu family, has been repeatedly reported by the island's women for harassing them and having affairs. He has been imprisoned in the Sword Prison on charges of harassing women. Most of the women he harassed were widows or married women, so he needs to be closely monitored."

He was only detained for three days this time because no women were around; otherwise, he would have been detained for at least seven days.

You're such a wife-obsessed person...

Upon hearing this, Xiao Yu looked at Liu Shicheng with admiration.

Widows are one thing, but to dare to seduce a married woman? You're really bold!

"I...I just saw those ladies...were so lonely, and I wanted to help them. I'm a good person!"

Liu Shicheng wanted to argue, but Tie Yanran gave him a disgusted look and slightly drew the blade of her knife. "Shut up, you scum."

Liu Shicheng has gone silent. Given the reputation of the Jade-Faced Madman, he might really come at him with a slash.

Well, no wonder you were locked up for three days while Brother Fan and the others locked you up for one night. Turns out you have a criminal record.

Xiao Yu originally intended to do what he had done before: gently persuade him, offer some benefits, and maybe that would work.

As soon as he took a step forward, he saw Tie Yanran warily place her hand on the hilt of her sword at her waist, her body slightly hunched, seemingly already on guard against Xiao Yu.

"If you dare come any closer to me, I'll chop you in half with this sword!"

He had no choice but to give up, raising his hands to show he was harmless and taking a few steps back.

Presumably recalling that time, a blush crept onto her snow-white skin beneath the狰狞 mask.

"Alright, Xiao Yu, you don't need to worry about us. It's just one night. Besides, the sword energy in this Sword Prison is very beneficial for tempering the physique of martial artists."

Fan Hai's voice came over, and Xiao Yu looked over and found that it was true. Tie Yanran had not used iron shackles to bind their hands and feet, and they could move freely. In the Sword Prison, the sharp sword intent was already the best shackle.

It is said that pure martial artists will specifically seek out sword cultivators who possess a natal flying sword to spar in order to hone their bodies, hoping that the sharp sword energy will better temper their bodies.

Ultimately, pure martial artists are all masochists; the more damage they suffer, the harder their punches become.

Fan Hai remained expressionless and said with a smile:

“Perfect timing. With this opportunity, under the pressure of the sword energy, Xiao Liu should be able to break through the first level of martial arts in one night. I can also teach him the Vajra Indestructible Child Body technique. What a miscalculation, otherwise we wouldn’t have been caught. Xiao Yu, if you want to learn, you can stay and learn with us.”

"No, no!"

Xiao Yu quickly refused, saying that the indestructible body of a child was something he should avoid.

He was still thinking about getting married and having children.

It is said that Liu Shicheng possessed an indestructible virgin body, which means he was still a virgin?

When Tie Yanran mentioned that Liu Shicheng was two-timing, he was startled, thinking that Liu Shicheng had already reached adulthood before him. But now it seems that wasn't the case.

Just as he thought of this, Liu Shicheng's terrified voice rang out:

"What?! You want me to spend the night in Sword Prison with a bunch of naked men? God, just kill me, Xiao Yu... Help me, your house isn't fixed yet, is it? Otherwise, you won't have anywhere to sleep tonight!"

"It's okay! I'll sleep in your room!"

Xiao Yu smiled slightly. Seeing that there was nothing else for him to do, he walked out. Otherwise, if Brother Fan tried to keep him there, he would be in big trouble.

"Xiao Yu, if you really do that with Bai Yan in my bed, I'll never forgive you!!!"

"Alright, save your energy, the enjoyable physical training is about to begin!"

"No!!!"

A pitiful sound came from behind him. Xiao Yu shrugged and wished him good luck.

Brother Fan's desire to have Liu Shicheng, a martial artist, join his school was for his own good.

Although sword cultivators have the inherent effect of body tempering, their physical strength is much stronger than that of Qi cultivators.

But Xiao Yu, who was familiar with Liu Shicheng, knew that Liu Shicheng's attack methods were extreme; he did not seek defense but only pursued the ultimate attack.

It can't be called a glass sword, it's more like a paper sword. Every time you ask the question, you're just dancing on the tip of the blade, and it will shatter at the slightest touch if you're not careful.

If he were to encounter a sword-swallowing talisman that specifically counters a sword cultivator's natal flying sword, Liu Shicheng would most likely perish there.

Liu Shicheng is very strong, crushing those of the same realm. He is a genius in swordsmanship, and the sharpness of his natal flying sword far surpasses that of other flying swords of the same level.

However, his body was too fragile and he was killed instantly at the start, so he couldn't use his full strength.

Only attacking and not defending, you're unparalleled in the world. Do you think you're some kind of demonic blade with a thousand blades?

Xiao Yu thought to himself.

Stepping out of the Sword Prison and looking at the darkening sky around him, Xiao Yu nodded slightly. Where he would sleep tonight was still a problem.

Sleeping with Xiaoyan isn't really a good idea.

Xiao Yu wondered if it was just his imagination, but Bai Yan seemed a little strange. When they slept together, Bai Yan would always touch him and hold him while sleeping, showing no regard for the distance between men and women. Bai Yan's breasts were white and soft.

It was fine when she was little, but Bai Yan is a grown woman now.

If it weren't for his excellent marksmanship, Liu Shicheng would have been broadcasting this live last night.

So, I'll have to sleep out tonight.

But where should we sleep?

There's no way Liu Shicheng would go; what I said to him earlier was just a joke.

If only Brother Fan hadn't been imprisoned in the Sword Prison, I could stay at his place for one night, even though there's the risk of one man on top of another.

Or should we go to Daike Peak?

There are still plenty of empty rooms at Daike Peak; just let Gong Wuyao know.

But the thought of Xia Nianmo being there made Xiao Yu instantly dismiss the idea.

It's better to stay away from the female lead.

If he were to sleep on the streets, Xiao Yu feared he would be woken up in the middle of the night by someone knocking on his back, only to hear someone say, "Brother, bear with it, I'll be fine soon!"

There are still a lot of weirdos on Pluto Island.

Ah... Heaven has mercy! I never imagined that Xiao Yu would one day be unable to return home.

Just as Xiao Yu was pondering.

A tall figure walked out; it was Tie Yanran, who was preparing to go home.

Oh?

Looking at the Jade-Faced Madman wearing a ferocious mask, he knew where he would be sleeping tonight.

After fixing his hair, Xiao Yu decisively stepped forward and said, "Brother Tie, I heard... your house is quite big."

Tie Yanran: ?

Chapter Seventeen, a name that rivals that of Li Fugui next door.

Demon Island.

Iron Mansion.

Luxury...it's really luxury!

The lives of the rich are truly unimaginable.

Inside the room, Xiao Yu was soaking in the bathtub, leaning back comfortably with a relaxed expression, and couldn't help but sigh.

The aroma of burning incense filled the entire room, and cherry blossom petals were scattered on the warm water in the bathtub, carrying a faint floral scent.

Immersed in it, Xiao Yu felt all the fatigue of the day vanish, and even the dormant spiritual energy in his meridians was stirred and began to circulate slowly.

No wonder they say that on Demon Gathering Island, the Iron Manor isn't the richest, but it's definitely the one with the least shortage of money.

Upon entering this grand mansion, Xiao Yu felt like a country bumpkin visiting the Grand View Garden, overwhelmed by the sights and sounds of so many novel and rare objects that he couldn't take it all in.

Judging from the color of their fur, the two sika deer kept in the courtyard could probably be bought even if I sold myself.

To be honest, Xiao Yu didn't expect Tie Yanran to agree to his request for lodging so easily; he thought he would have to use a lot of persuasion.

Upon arriving at the Iron Mansion, they arranged the best room for themselves, showing no sign of slackness or negligence.

Xiao Yu originally wanted to say... if all else fails, he could sleep in the woodshed for the night.

But now, looking at this magnificent room, which seemed to be bathed in golden light, especially the large bed with its simple and elegant bedding and curtains, and two jade pillows, Xiao Yu felt that the woodshed and such should be put aside!

However, despite the good environment, Xiao Yu always felt uneasy.

He sat up straight, his brown eyes gleaming. The water in the bathtub churned and slapped against his chest, splashing out droplets of cherry-red petals.

Tie Yanran's attitude towards him is quite intriguing. Judging from his first reaction, it seems that he knows him, but he has no recollection of him at all!

Could it be that he's actually from Nantong, and he's being so nice to me because he wants to mess with me?

Looking at the large bed in the room, which was clearly meant for two people, he fell into deep thought.

Just as Xiao Yu was considering whether to weld the iron underpants that he had previously commissioned Brother Fan to make onto his body that night.

A slender and graceful figure appeared outside the room; judging from the projection, it appeared to be a delicate woman.

dong dong!

"sorry for disturbance!"

A neutral, warm voice, indistinguishable between male and female, rang out, and a fair, smooth hand pushed open the door, revealing a figure walking in.

The newcomer was a woman with a slender figure, eyebrows like willow branches and wisps of smoke, eyes like bright moonlight and clear waves, skin as white as snow, cherry lips and white teeth, and black hair like a waterfall, exuding gentle beauty.

The only slight disappointment is that the valley that should have been bulging is actually flat.