Fairy, I am truly a virtuous gentleman!

Zhu Qixian's face contorted with rage as she glared at the despicable white-clad youth before her.

Seeing that the groundwork had been laid, Ning Yuan finally stopped hiding it and revealed the truth.

"Fairy Zhu thought she had done everything perfectly, but alas, man proposes, God disposes. Everyone knows that I, Ning Yuan, am not good at cultivation, but rather extravagant, dissolute, and indulging in sensual pleasures. Therefore, you were certain that I would become interested in Chu Lingci. However, Fairy Zhu, why don't you consider that you yourself are a beauty of exceptional talent and looks? Why can't I, Ning Yuan, covet you?"

Zhu Qixian was struck dumb, her face turned deathly pale, and she could no longer maintain her composure; her delicate body trembled slightly.

"Could it be...?"

Ning Yuan calmly replied, "Fairy Chu has a special identity. Although you have concealed her whereabouts, in fact, from the day you entered Luodu, the movements of everyone in your Sword Sect have been under the surveillance of the people I arranged... Naturally, what someone did after leaving the group alone has also been thoroughly investigated by me."

Zhu Qixian slumped onto the chair in a daze, her skirt fluttering in the wind.

Her face was deathly pale, and she gave a bitter laugh: "So you're going to play along? Ha..."

There was a brief silence in the room.

Suddenly, Zhu Qixian raised her head. She looked at the handsome young man with a smiling face, bit her lower lip, her delicate body trembling, and asked timidly, "What...what do you want?"

Ning Yuan frowned slightly, seemingly somewhat dissatisfied.

"What do you mean, 'I'm going to do this'? Fairy Zhu, you're mistaken. I have no intention of doing anything. Using someone's weakness to blackmail them is not the behavior of a gentleman!"

Upon hearing this, even though she knew who the other person was, Zhu Qixian couldn't help but feel a glimmer of hope.

Then Ning Yuan said leisurely, "Although I have Qiao Shuang at my beck and call, she is, after all, my father's disciple, and our relationship is not ordinary. She is only a maid in name only. Therefore, I happen to lack a real maid to take care of my daily life, washing, changing clothes, and warming my bed... I wonder if Fairy Zhu would be willing?"

As he spoke, Ning Yuan's gaze lingered on Zhu Qixian's figure.

The woman was dressed in a simple blue robe, yet she possessed an enviable figure. Her upper body was round and full, particularly prominent, and its heavy appearance stretched the hem of her robe tightly. Below that was her slender waist, and her plump hips held up the loose skirt, outlining a graceful curve.

To be honest, compared to a certain slender young woman, this plumpness, like a ripe peach, is more to Master Ning's liking.

After Ning Yuan finished speaking, Zhu Qixian seemed to have a huge weight lifted off her shoulders, and her expression relaxed.

She glanced at Ning Yuan coquettishly, her body leaning slightly forward, as if about to burst forth.

"So, Young Master Ning, you want me?"

Ning Yuan nodded with a smile, "That's right."

Unexpectedly, Zhu Qixian's expression suddenly changed.

She stood up again and sneered at Ning Yuan, "It's laughable that you, as the son of a Daoist master, have only a handsome face. You are clearly without faults, yet you've only managed to cultivate Qi. Today, even if I, Zhu Qixian, am forced to become someone else's servant and executed by the sect, I will never allow a good-for-nothing like you to toy with me at will!"

Immediately afterwards, Zhu Qixian threw out the precious talisman given to her by Lei Yunzi—the Nine Heavens Divine Thunder Breaking Formation Sword Talisman—and channeled all her magical power into it.

After a while.

Nothing happened.

Zhu Qixian asked in astonishment, "Why is this happening?"

Unconvinced, she swung the talisman again, but no matter how much magic she used, the talisman remained unresponsive.

Seeing that her prepared trump card had failed, Zhu Qixian's clear eyes couldn't hide her bewilderment and helplessness.

"you guess?"

At this moment, Ning Yuan stood up and walked step by step toward Zhu Qixian, his smile unchanged from the beginning.

Zhu Qixian gritted her teeth, a fierce glint flashing in her eyes.

Without a doubt, this was Ning Yuan's doing. Since that's the case, we should capture Ning Yuan before the other guards in the mansion can react, then take him hostage to rescue Junior Sister Chu, and finally meet up with Uncle Lei and the others.

In a flash, Zhu Qixian made a quick decision. With a soft cry, she summoned her natal magic sword, a slender sword with a faint glow, and swiftly thrust it towards Ning Yuan!

This sword strike was incredibly fast!

Like a shooting star in the night sky, it streaked across the heavens, its radiant glow fleeting.

Zhu Qixian did not use any Taoist magic or sword techniques; she only wanted to render him incapacitated as soon as possible.

Even so, the sword strike of the Divine Palace Refiner Sword Cultivator is far more ferocious than ordinary people can imagine!

Unexpectedly, Ning Yuan showed no panic and stood still, completely calm.

A moment later, he was stabbed by Zhu Qixian's sword.

"Tsk tsk, that's really ruthless."

Ning Yuan remained unmoved, acting as if nothing had happened. He looked at the beauty in front of him and joked.

The sword strike was like piercing cotton, having no effect whatsoever.

Ning Yuan even took the opportunity to hug Zhu Qixian.

In an instant, a soft, fragrant body embraced me, its sweet scent lingering around me.

"You! Let me go!"

The man's breath, accompanied by his burning body temperature, swept over Zhu Qixian, enveloping her entire body.

She had never been so close to a man before; her face flushed, her body went limp, and she almost couldn't hold onto the sword.

"I am a Divine Palace Alchemist! How could your meager Qi cultivation possibly bind me?"

Overwhelmed with grief and indignation, Zhu Qixian suddenly became fierce, unleashing her magical power in an attempt to perish together with Ning Yuan!

Unfortunately, just like the sword talisman she had previously failed to activate, and the assassination attempt that ended in failure, it was all for naught.

Everything was in vain.

"What exactly is going on?"

Isn't he a playful and lecherous playboy from a wealthy family?

Why is it that I, a true disciple of sword cultivation who has worked hard day and night, cannot defeat my opponent?

Zhu Qixian stared blankly at Ning Yuan, her heart filled with confusion. She felt that he was unfathomable and was completely lost in bewilderment.

Taking advantage of the opportunity, Ning Yuan casually slapped the magic sword of the woman in his arms to the ground.

With a thud, Zhu Qixian finally came to her senses.

Only then did she realize that Ning Yuan had grabbed her wrists and pressed her against the table and chair, and even her legs had been forcefully spread apart and held down.

Even though Jianxin could sense that his cultivation was still intact, why was he unable to resist this mere Qi Refiner in front of him?

Upon sensing the unusual sensation below, Zhu Qixian's beautiful eyes widened immediately, and a strong sense of shame washed over her entire body.

She shouted angrily, "Don't touch me!"

Ning Yuan naturally ignored her.

Zhu Qixian then turned into a flustered plea.

"No, please...please..."

Hiss—

A piercing tearing sound rang out.

Ning Yuan looked Zhu Qixian up and down, and smiled slightly.

Snow-capped peaks rise one after another, their surfaces as smooth as ice and jade.

The beauty of it is beyond words.

Zhu Qixian's body stiffened, realizing that she was destined to be caught in this calamity, and at a certain moment, she suddenly gave up struggling.

She turned her head away, her hair disheveled, her dark locks cascading down, and two clear tears slowly rolled down her cheeks...