The SSSSSSSS-level Mad Dragon is released from prison!

Jiang Chen threw off the covers and got out of bed naked.

He had no excess fat on his body, and his muscle lines were not exaggerated, but they contained a sense of power as if cast in steel.

Countless hideous scars are intertwined across his chest and back, medals left from countless brushes with death.

Tang Tang hid under the covers, only her eyes showing. When she saw this body full of male hormones, her cheeks flushed, and she quickly shrank back.

Song Yuzhi stood still, but her gaze did not look away.

She had seen countless people, but this body, covered in scars yet as perfect as a god's, still made her grip the sandalwood fan a little tighter.

Jiang Chen slowly picked up his pants from the ground and put them on in front of her, his movements casual, as if this were not the boudoir of Haitang Garden, but his own backyard.

He took a cigarette from the bedside table, lit it, and took a deep drag.

Amidst the swirling smoke, he looked at Song Yuzhi.

"trade?"

Jiang Chen exhaled a smoke ring, his eyes filled with amusement.

"Miss Song, last night was a mutually beneficial arrangement. I used this girl's body to suppress the poison and incidentally helped her awaken her constitution. As for the medicinal herbs and venue you provided..."

He flicked off his cigarette ash.

"It's nothing more than you seeing my usefulness and engaging in speculation."

Song Yuzhi was not annoyed.

She closed the folding fan and gently tapped her palm.

"Mr. Jiang is a shrewd man. Since it's speculation, he naturally expects a return."

She walked to the window and looked at the rising sun outside.

"Six months later, the Dragon Gate Gathering in the capital."

Song Yuzhi turned around and looked directly at Jiang Chen.

"I want you to represent the Song family in the competition and win the championship."

Jiang Chen chuckled.

"Not interested."

"You'll be interested."

Song Yuzhi spoke with certainty.

"You wiped out the entire Ye family in Haicheng last night, which caused too much of a stir. Although I had people suppress the news, the people behind the Ye family will soon find you."

She paused for a moment, then threw out her chips.

"That's a behemoth in the capital. You might be able to rule over Haicheng, but in the capital, their influence will be enough to crush you. You need a legitimate identity, a powerful backer that they'll fear."

"The Song family can give you this status. If you win the Dragon Gate Tournament, you'll be a rising star in the capital, and anyone who tries to harm you will have to think twice."

Jiang Chen walked up to her, the two of them less than half a foot apart.

Song Yuzhi could even smell the faint scent of tobacco on him, as well as the musky scent that came after intense pleasure.

"Ms. Song, you seem to have misunderstood something."

Jiang Chen looked down at her with a disdainful gaze.

"Why should I, Jiang Chen, need to rely on others for my actions?"

"Crush me?"

He sneered.

"Then let them come. One comes, I'll kill one. Two come, I'll kill two."

Song Yuzhi's eyebrows furrowed slightly.

This guy is too arrogant.

They're incredibly arrogant.

"Mr. Jiang, too much rigidity leads to breakage. Since you don't want to go to the capital, then our deal..."

"etc."

Jiang Chen interrupted her, his gaze sweeping over her body without restraint, from her slender neck down to her thighs, which were faintly visible beneath the slit of her cheongsam.

"Actually, besides fighting, I'm good at other things too."

He pointed to Tangtang, who was still dressed as an ostrich on the bed.

"This girl served me quite well last night, I was very satisfied. If Miss Song is willing to follow suit and warm my bed, I might consider helping your Song family out."

"presumptuous!"

Song Yuzhi's face was as cold as frost.

She was the eldest daughter of the Song family in the capital, a golden branch and jade leaf, and had never suffered such verbal humiliation.

"It seems Mr. Jiang hasn't learned how to respect people yet."

Before he finished speaking, Song Yu was moved.

The sandalwood fan in her hand transformed into a blur, striking the pressure point on Jiang Chen's neck.

This strike was swift, accurate, and ruthless, accompanied by a whooshing sound, clearly demonstrating the user's skill and considerable expertise.

Jiang Chen stood still, without even blinking.

Just as the folding fan was about to touch his skin...

He raised his hand.

Just pinch it between two fingers.

"Smack."

He held the folding fan, powerful enough to shatter rocks and break gold, firmly in his grasp, without it moving an inch.

Song Yuzhi's heart skipped a beat. He tried to pull his hand back, but found that the folding fan seemed to have taken root between his two fingers.

Before she could change her move, Jiang Chen's hand moved up and grabbed her wrist.

A brute force came.

Song Yuzhi staggered forward uncontrollably and crashed directly into Jiang Chen's arms.

The soft, warm fragrance of jade embraced me.

Jiang Chen used his other hand to wrap around her slender waist, trapping her tightly against his chest.

"Let me go!"

Song Yuzhi was filled with shame and indignation, and struggled desperately.

But when her internal energy struck Jiang Chen, it was like a mud ox sinking into the sea, unable to make a ripple.

Jiang Chen lowered his head and leaned close to her ear, his warm breath brushing against her sensitive earlobe.

"Miss Song, with such a temper, be careful not to let your anger affect your heart and trigger your old illness."

Song Yuzhi's body stiffened.

Jiang Chen gripped her wrist with his fingers, applying slight pressure to her cun-guan-chi (a traditional Chinese medical technique).

A powerful surge of true energy instantly penetrated her meridians.

Song Yuzhi, who was still struggling, suddenly changed her expression, and a look of fear flashed in her eyes.

"you……"

"On every full moon night, my whole body feels like it's been plunged into an ice cave, and my blood almost freezes. That kind of cold comes from the depths of my soul, and even a stove can't warm it up."

Jiang Chen's voice was calm, yet every word was piercing.

"You're twenty-two. At this rate, you have at most three more years to live."

Song Yuzhi stopped struggling, looked up at Jiang Chen, and her voice trembled slightly.

How did you know?

This is her biggest secret.

Even Qin Baicao only knew the symptoms but not the underlying causes, and could only suppress them with medication.

This person saw through everything just by taking a pulse?

"A body born with pure Yin."

Jiang Chen loosened his grip on her wrist, but not on her waist.

"This physique would be an excellent vessel in the cultivation world, but in the mortal realm, it's a death warrant. Your body has an excess of yin energy, and your yang energy will be completely devoured sooner or later."

Song Yuzhi's face was pale.

You were right.

all hit.

She bit her lip, forcing herself to regain some composure.

"Do you have a way to cure it?"

Since it can be seen that this person's medical skills must be superior to those of Elder Qin.

Jiang Chen looked at her stunningly beautiful face, a wicked smile curling at the corner of his lips.

"Of course."

"As long as you harmonize your yin and yang with me like that girl, not only will you be cured, but your cultivation will also greatly increase."

"You're shameless!"

Song Yuzhi felt a surge of heat rush to his head.

That bastard went through all that trouble, but he still wants to sleep with her!

"Say what you want."

Jiang Chen released his grip, took a step back, and tapped his chest.

"I am of pure Yang constitution, and you are of pure Yin constitution. In this world, only my 'medicine' can save your life."

"Miss Song, choose between your life and your innocence."

Song Yuzhi straightened her disheveled clothes, her chest heaving violently.

She stared intently at Jiang Chen, her eyes filled with conflict and resentment.

If anyone else dared to make such a request, she would have chopped them up and fed them to the dogs long ago.

But this person not only far surpasses her in strength, but also holds her only chance of survival in his hands.

Reason told her that this was a worthwhile deal.

But her pride wouldn't allow her to bow her head.

The atmosphere in the room was frozen solid.

A long time passed.

Song Yuzhi took a deep breath, suppressing the shame and indignation in her heart.

She took a photo out of her pocket and put it on the table.

The photo shows the other half of the Azure Dragon Jade Pendant that Jiang Chen had been searching for in vain.

"We'll talk about dual cultivation later."

She reverted to her aloof and superior demeanor as the eldest daughter of the Song family, though her ears were still flushed.

"Consider this my gift to Mr. Jiang."

Jiang Chen picked up the photo, his pupils suddenly contracting.

"Besides the whereabouts of the jade pendant, I can also tell you who that important figure in the capital was who instructed the Ye family to set a trap for you and attempt to assassinate you."

Song Yuzhi walked to the door, put her hand on the doorknob, and glanced back at Jiang Chen.

"Is this bargaining chip enough to get Mr. Jiang to make a promise?"