From slave trader to the Immortal Lord of Ten Thousand Laws

"It's done!"

Jiang She's face lit up with joy, and he summoned the panel to look at it:

"Attack: 520↑(+511)"

Defense: 9

"Stamina: 1"

"Mana: 4"

"Divine sense: Within a radius of ten zhang, nothing is missed."

"Other stats haven't changed much, but attack power has increased significantly, but we still need to ensure a one-hit kill..."

Since his transmigration, Jiang She has acted with extreme caution. Even when he went to kill the three Niu brothers, he did not personally participate in the battle.

Now that the old Taoist priest is exceptionally powerful, he is even more cautious.

"Bang—!"

Suddenly, a loud bang rang out from behind.

Jiang She suddenly turned around and saw smoke and dust obscuring the sun in the distance, with a large area of ​​houses collapsed and ruined.

Amidst the smoke and dust, a dark red figure flew backwards, piercing through several blue brick walls like a cannonball, before finally crashing into the rear building with a loud bang, sending dust billowing everywhere.

The smoke and dust had barely condensed when, in the next instant, it was as if cleaved open by a knife. The old Taoist priest's figure flew like an arrow, shooting out a vacuum ring that pushed the rolling dust and mist to the sides, revealing the ruins and broken tiles behind it.

"Alas!"

"That is...."

The old Taoist priest glanced at Jiang She.

A glimmer of humanity flashed in his bluish-gray vertical pupils.

Immediately, Jiang She saw a yellowish animal skin bag reflected in his eyes, with its opening slightly open.

"Sizzle!!"

An invisible suction force came, and Jiang She suddenly felt dizzy, then everything went black, and all around him was dark.

In an instant, he could neither hear nor see the sounds of the wind, people, or loud noises outside.

He reached out and touched something random, and found it to be soft.

Jiang She squeezed it and found it to be soft and bouncy. He reached up and squeezed a bean. He gently squeezed it with his fingers and heard a woman moan twice.

As soon as the woman finished groaning, a sliver of light appeared in the darkness.

The bag opening is open.

"Sizzle!!"

Then another dizzying sensation struck.

Jiang She felt himself being swept up by a whirlpool, falling out of the animal skin bag and crashing onto the dusty ground.

He looked around and saw a broken wooden bed in the center, covered with cobwebs and dust.

Xu Qingyue collapsed dazedly beside him, her large bag clutched in his hand.

"Ah! It really is you!"

The old Taoist priest's voice came from behind.

Jiang She looked up and saw that the old Taoist's left eye was bluish-gray with a cold, vertical pupil, while his right eye was brownish and dim.

The old Taoist swept away the dust and cobwebs in the room with a flick of his sleeve, then shot a pill into Jiang She's mouth. Before Jiang She could ask, he said:

"This pill is called 'Hehuan' (meaning 'Joyful Union'), and it is made from the aphrodisiac of lovemaking. If you take it now and do not engage in sexual intercourse, you will surely die within a short time."

After he finished speaking, his gaze lingered on Jiang She's face for a few moments, a hint of mockery flashing in the brown-haired man's eyes, and he sneered:

"You're really getting off easy!"

The old Taoist priest recognized the man before him as the "beloved" in Xu Qingyue's painting. Although he had guessed that Xu Qingyue was probably just using the "beloved" as an excuse, the old Taoist priest was happy to see the couple make love.

His gaze lingered on Xu Qingyue's chest for a few moments, and seeing the man's hand clutching the large bundle, he chuckled:

"Hehehe! You got the hang of it so quickly?"

Jiang She was stunned for a moment, then turned his head and saw that the soft thing he had been kneading was Xu Qingyue's breast. He was surprised and withdrew his hand, no longer kneading the bean.

He feigned anger and said coldly:

"What exactly do you intend to do, you sorcerer?"

The old Taoist priest remained silent, only observing Jiang She with a sinister gaze for a while. Seeing Jiang She's face flush red and the effects of the aphrodisiac pill beginning to take hold, the old Taoist priest was in high spirits and couldn't help but burst into laughter:

"Hehehe! Since you've asked, I'm not afraid to tell you. I have a secret method that can gather the spiritual energy of heaven and earth to refine a woman's yin essence. Xu Qingyue is already a top-grade furnace, one in ten thousand. Once you take her virginity, I can use a little trick to turn this woman into a top-grade furnace!"

Ok?

There's such a secret method?!

Upon hearing this, Jiang She's heart stirred. He was determined to obtain this secret method that would aid in cultivation.

"Liu Tuo, you brat, what are you still dawdling about? Including this time, you now owe me eighty pairs of virgins."

The bluish-gray vertical pupils twitched.

Half of his face darkened.

This is the voice of Lord Liu from Xiangtai Mountain.

The old Taoist priest's expression froze. He dared not delay any longer. He quickly waved his sleeve and used his magic to seal the door. Only then, with the help of Lord Liu's magic, did he ride the wind to find young boys and girls to sacrifice for Him.

Not long after.

Xu Qingyue let out a soft moan and slowly woke up.

She struggled to open her eyelids, looked around blankly, her eyes filled with anxiety, and whispered:

"Young Master Jiang...where is this place?"

She looked at Jiang She as if grasping at a lifeline.

Jiang She shook his head and replied in a low voice, "Miss, I don't know where this is either. I only know... that we were both captured by that old Taoist priest..."

"Alas!"

"This is troublesome!"

Xu Qingyue let out a cry, feeling her cheeks burning hot. When she touched them, they felt as if they had been boiled in hot water.

Not only that, but she also had a burning pain in her chest, as if someone had secretly pinched a bean while she was off guard.

Seeing her strange expression, Jiang She casually asked:

"Miss, what's wrong?"

Xu Qingyue felt uncomfortable and hot all over, and her body ached a little. She really wanted to rub her legs together.

She gritted her teeth to remain calm and said in a muffled voice:

"Young Master Jiang, why are you asking these questions?"

Jiang She smiled and said, "That old Taoist priest had ulterior motives; he probably gave the young lady a poisoned pill as well."

"A poison pill?!"

Xu Qingyue was slightly taken aback, feeling a little unwell but showing no signs of poisoning. She gently lifted her skirt, sat down lightly, and rested her head on the edge of the broken wooden bed, pressing down to create a full curve:

"What are the effects of that poison pill?"

Jiang She shook his head:

"It's better for you not to know, Miss."

"snort!"

Xu Qingyue snorted, intending to blame Jiang She, but her whole body was sore and weak that the snort came out softly, with a hint of flirtation.

"Miss?"

"Um?"

"Is the medication taking effect?"

"N-No, that's not true at all!"

Xu Qingyue let out a muffled groan, her cheeks flushed, and a bead of fragrant sweat appeared on her neck.

She bit her lip to suppress her anger, but her slender fingers unconsciously clenched the hem of her skirt. Her neckline opened slightly due to her rapid breathing, revealing a section of her pinkish collarbone, as if it had just been dripped with water.

Having endured this long, Xu Qingyue felt she couldn't take it anymore. She secretly glanced at Jiang She and asked:

"Jiang She, don't you feel...very uncomfortable?"

Ok?

Jiang She's eyes were clear as he waved his hand and said:

"It's just a mere poison pill; I can tolerate it."

Xu Qingyue blinked, her eyes glistening with a hazy, watery light, her voice sweet and soft like melting honey:

"Well, it's good that you can control the effects of the drug... I misunderstood you earlier... The effects of this drug, hmm... it's really better not to know..."

Ok?

Upon hearing this, Jiang She felt that Xu Qingyue's voice was as soft as water, almost melting into his bones.

He glanced sideways and saw Xu Qingyue leaning against the edge of the bed, her hair slightly disheveled and clinging to her cheeks, her chest heaving like waves. He immediately knew that the effects of the Hehuan Pill had reached her perineum.

"Jiang She, please sit closer."

The soft, sticky voice rang out again, mixed with some delicate, panting breaths.

"Miss, watch your words!"

Jiang She responded in a deep voice.

"Be careful what you say? Heh..."

Xu Qingyue chuckled softly, her waist swaying like a willow in a gentle breeze, her buttocks rubbing against the edge of the bed, making a rustling sound.

"Be careful what you say! It was that evil Taoist priest who forced us..."

As she spoke, she raised her slender foot, gently hooking the hem of Jiang She's robe with her toes, and slowly lifted it: "That evil Taoist priest is forcing us, yet what are you hiding from..."

"I...."

Jiang She wanted to retort, but when he turned around, he saw Xu Qingyue suddenly lean forward, her bright red lips almost touching his earlobe, her breath sweet as orchids, and she said:

"Could it be... that you, Young Master Jiang, are not up to the task?"

Before she finished speaking, her jade-like arm had already wrapped around Jiang She's neck like a water snake, her fingertips lightly brushing against the skin of his nape, making Jiang She feel a ticklish sensation. Her burning cheeks rubbed against Jiang She's face as she breathed into his ear:

"Jiang She..."

"Why don't you... take me..."

"Miss, please have some self-respect!"

Jiang She was so captivated by the fragrant breath exhaled by Xu Qingyue that he could hardly open his eyes, but his mind was only on the old Taoist's cultivation technique.

The old Taoist mentioned that only by using a little trick could Xu Qingyue be transformed into a top-grade furnace, rather than by using a secret technique. This made Jiang She's mind race, and he realized that the technique for taking in a furnace probably involved some steps that had to be taken gradually.

Thinking of this, Jiang She gritted his teeth and pried open Xu Qingyue's soft hand, but unexpectedly Xu Qingyue took the opportunity to grab his hand and forcefully pressed it against the round and full breasts in front of her chest.

Then she tilted her head back and fell into Jiang She's arms, her red lips brushing against his chin, her breath hot: "Jiang She... I... I'm so hot... Feel me... do I have a fever...?"

Glug!

Jiang She's Adam's apple bobbed, and his arm muscles were taut like iron.

Xu Qingyue, however, went a step further and licked the beads of sweat on the side of his neck with her tongue, leaving a wet mark with her pearly teeth.

Ok? !

Jiang She felt a tickle on his neck, which startled him. Unexpectedly, Xu Qingyue abandoned her usual reserve and boldly kissed him.

"Miss...."

"Hmm..."

"Don't stick your tongue out..."

Snapped!

With a crisp sound, Jiang She raised his hand and slapped Xu Qingyue across the face.

Xu Qingyue cried out in pain, and was sent flying backward like a spinning top. She landed on the edge of the bed, her silk robe half-undone, revealing her fragrant shoulders, and the hazy, watery light in her eyes gradually faded.

"Jiang She...I...I just now..."

She stared blankly at Jiang She, then glanced down at her slightly open chest. Her cheeks flushed instantly, and she hurriedly raised her hand, trembling as she tightened her robe.

"Miss did nothing just now."

Jiang She said in a serious tone.

Xu Qingyue, still panting, turned her face away, her voice tinged with lingering sweetness and shame:

"Thank you so much, Young Master Jiang..."

"It's a trivial matter, not worth mentioning."

Jiang She shook his head.

A quick glance revealed that Xu Qingyue's hands were still tightly clutching her chest, and her shoulders were still trembling slightly.

Just then, there was a soft sound outside the door.

The old Taoist priest returned on the wind, landing in the courtyard without making a sound. He quietly walked to the door and began to listen to the corner of the wall.

"Shh!"

Jiang She covered Xu Qingyue's red lips and held up a finger, signaling her to be quiet:

"That evil Taoist priest has returned."

"Alas!"

Xu Qingyue broke out in a cold sweat: "Why did he come back?"

Jiang She frowned; "Most likely, it's to eavesdrop."

Eavesdropping?!

Xu Qingyue blushed, thinking of those profound yet simple matters.

As Jiang She had predicted, the old Taoist priest was indeed incredibly lewd. His favorite pastime was finding unborn female prostitutes to give to the woman's lover, while he would eavesdrop by the door.

"Young Master Jiang, what should we do now?"

Xu Qingyue's face looked scorched.

She looked at Jiang She as if she were grasping at a straw.

Jiang She frowned, thought for a moment, and said in a low voice:

"Miss, there are ears outside the door, so I'm afraid you'll have to suffer. Let's put on a show and deceive that evil Taoist."

"Um..."

Xu Qingyue nodded slightly.

But she didn't know what to do, so she just stared blankly at Jiang She with her beautiful almond-shaped eyes.

A quick glance revealed that Jiang She pushed her down forcefully.

Xu Qingyue's face instantly turned from shame to anger.

Jiang She did not want to take advantage of the situation, so he tried his best to keep his body upright and avoid contact with the woman. He then covered the two of them with the blanket and gave Xu Qingyue a wink.

Ok?

What are you trying to do?

Xu Qingyue was stunned, clearly not understanding his intention.

But seeing no movement inside, the old Taoist priest outside approached the door, intending to push it open and enter.

Jiang She had no choice but to grit his teeth and desperately shake the bed all by himself.

"Squeak! Squeak!"

The bed rocked like a boat, and the blankets churned like waves.

Xu Qingyue had never seen anything like this before. Caught off guard, she let out a panicked scream:

"Ah~!"

The old Taoist priest's hand, which was pushing the door open, suddenly stopped at the moment the exclamation rang out.

Jiang She breathed a sigh of relief, gave the woman a wink, signaling her to continue speaking, while he himself gasped for breath:

"Hehe~, am I amazing, Miss? Hmm?"

To Jiang She's dismay, Xu Qingyue had no idea what he was doing. Seeing this, Jiang She felt anxious and pinched the woman in frustration.

"Ah~!"

Xu Qingyue cried out, and her beautiful almond-shaped eyes instantly became moist, with a few drops of water glistening on her long eyelashes.

She stared blankly at Jiang She, her face full of grievance and shyness.

Jiang She was anxious but didn't want to say it outright, so he could only continue to shake the old bed violently, making the wooden planks creak and groan. As he shook it, he winked at the woman.

Shout!

Miss, call out quickly!

Xu Qingyue was stunned for a moment before belatedly realizing Jiang She's intention. She tried to open her mouth, but only managed a few short and stiff sounds:

"Uh-huh....."

"Ah... Ah..."

It calls like a wild duck.

The old Taoist priest outside the door was stunned; this voice was simply too outrageous.

"Why are you yelling like that? Are you trying to fool me?" he said, reaching out to push the door open.

Upon hearing this, Jiang She became anxious and pinched Xu Qingyue's soft waist several times.

"Ah~! Ah~!"

"Miss...."

"Hmm... my lord..."

Squeak! Squeak!

The ground shook violently on the bed.

There was a moment of silence outside the door.

The footsteps seemed to be moving away.

But as Xu Qingyue continued to call out, she gradually got into the swing of things, her moans becoming longer and more drawn out, incorporating a deliberate, imitative tremor and a touch of coquettishness.

However...

The potency of the aphrodisiac pill did not diminish at all due to the charade; on the contrary, it was aroused by her intermittent moaning and imagined scenarios, turning into streams of heat that rushed to her limbs and bones.

"Haaah~!"

A gasp escaped his lips, carrying a hint of genuine stickiness and thirst.

Xu Qingyue suddenly reached out and firmly grasped Jiang She's wrist, which was resting at her side. Her eyes were wet with tears as she murmured:

"Jiang She..."

"Why don't you just eat me up!"