Chapter 396: Men Also Need to Protect Themselves When Outside

Scarface spat out a mouthful of blood, his body sliding down the wall. The iron rod slipped from his grasp, rolling twice on the ground before coming to a halt.

“You… how could you…”

Scarface tried to prop himself up off the ground, but the moment he exerted force through his palms, a piercing pain shot through his chest. He looked down to see that the clothes over his chest had been shattered. A spiderweb-like crack had surfaced on his skin, oozing blood.

“I let you escape last time. Not this time.” Yang Xun walked up to him, looking down from above. “Where is your master?”

Blood trickled from the corner of Scarface’s mouth, but he forced a hateful smile. “You… will never find her.”

Yang Xun didn’t ask further. He thrust his right hand forward, his palm wrapped in True Qi landing precisely on the top of the skull of Scarface.

Scarface’s pupils contracted sharply. The smile on his lips hadn’t even faded before it completely froze on his face. His body slowly fell backward with a heavy THUD, and then he lay motionless.

The air in the secret room froze for a few seconds. Standing at the doorway, Sun Rao looked at Scarface collapsed on the ground, and the fear in her heart vanished in an instant.

CLAP! CLAP!

At that moment, the sound of applause echoed, and an alluring woman slowly appeared at the door.

“Truly magnificent!

“Yang Xun, you really surprised me. To think you’d still be this formidable while bound by my Technique. Just as fierce as you are in bed!” Su Mei’s voice was full of seduction, subconsciously making one’s heart itch.

Yang Xun looked up at her. She was wearing a tight, burgundy dress that accentuated the snow-white paleness of her skin. The hem of her dress dragged across the dusty concrete floor, yet it didn’t seem to pick up a single speck of dust.

Her long hair swayed gently with her movements, and a lazy smile played upon her almost unrealistically exquisite face. She looked as though she had just woken up from a long nap, rather than someone whose hideout had just been raided.

She stopped about five paces away from Yang Xun. Her gaze swept over Scarface’s corpse without a shred of sorrow; instead, she chuckled. “Faster than I expected. I originally thought it would take at least another half a month for you to realize something was wrong.”

Yang Xun stood his ground, panting. Logically speaking, dealing with Scarface should have been effortless for him, but the restless True Qi in his body made him feel thoroughly uncomfortable.

“Scarface was your disciple, yet you sent him to his death without hesitation. You truly are a venomous woman.”

Su Mei looked utterly unconcerned. “He went to his death willingly. It’s his honor to help me achieve my goals.”

Looking at her face, which appeared even more bewitching under the moonlight, Yang Xun’s voice was as cold as ice. “Why are you trying to kill me?”

Su Mei tilted her head slightly, as if genuinely pondering the answer to his question. A moment later, the corners of her mouth curved up slightly, and she smiled brightly.

“You can’t blame me for this. It’s all because you have far too much Essence Qi.

“I’ve cultivated for so many years, yet I’ve never seen a man like you. Just practicing Dual Cultivation with you a few times is equivalent to half a year of my usual bitter cultivation.

“If I want to increase my strength quickly, using an Array to plunder your Life Energy and Essence Qi is the best method.”

Watching Yang Xun’s expression grow increasingly dark, a trace of vexation appeared on her face. “I originally didn’t want to make a move this soon. After all, you’re quite an interesting person. You amuse me, and we’re perfectly in tune in bed.

“But you’re just too useful—so useful that I couldn’t help but want more. Absorbing it bit by bit is simply too slow. It’s much better to lock you up and savor you slowly.”

Yang Xun had long guessed that Su Mei was far from simple, but he hadn’t expected her to be this greedy. If he were locked up, wouldn’t he just be forced to serve her every single day?

He was so infuriated that he actually laughed. Gritting his teeth, he cursed, “Keep dreaming, damn it! I will absolutely never let you get your way!”

Saying this made Yang Xun sound like a harassed young wife. It seemed that men really did need to protect themselves when out and about, lest they attract the wrong kind of attention and land themselves in trouble.

“Why so fierce? Honestly, I quite like you. If you’re willing to come with me obediently, I won’t make you suffer too much.” Su Mei revealed a bewitching smile. She truly possessed a unique charm. It was no wonder Scarface had been willing to give his life for her.

Even Yang Xun was mesmerized by her smile for a split second, though he quickly snapped out of it. He rolled his wrists, mobilizing the True Qi within his Dantian.

The smile on Su Mei’s lips deepened, and she let out a cold sneer. “How much True Qi do you even have left? Thirty percent? Forty percent?

“The Array hasn’t been broken, and Scarface whittled down your True Qi. As you are now, you’re no match for me.”

Yang Xun did indeed feel that the True Qi in his Dantian was somewhat unstable. It was like a pool of muddy water—it looked calm on the surface, but sand and dirt were already churning underneath.

Su Mei took a step forward, gently raising a fingertip as if coaxing a disobedient cat. “Come with me. Don’t waste your energy.”

As soon as her words fell, her figure suddenly darted forward.

Yang Xun didn’t retreat. Instead, he took a step forward to meet the lunging burgundy figure. Both of them moved with extreme speed, leaving two blurry afterimages in the empty factory.

Su Mei’s palm, carrying a chilling aura, struck toward Yang Xun’s chest. He dodged sideways, simultaneously throwing a palm strike at her shoulder. The moment their palm winds collided, a muffled BOOM exploded in the air, and several fine cracks simultaneously appeared on the ground beneath their feet.

Every one of Su Mei’s moves carried ruthless killing intent. Her footwork was light and unpredictable, like a snake slithering through the shadows, always managing to launch attacks from the trickiest of angles. While Yang Xun’s movements were steady, it was obvious he was hindered by his unstable True Qi. After every exertion of force, there would be a momentary stagnation that dragged down the flow within his meridians.

After a few exchanges, Su Mei clearly noticed this as well. The curve of her lips deepened, and her attacks grew increasingly fierce.

“You won’t last much longer. In your current state, you simply can’t unleash your full strength.”

Yang Xun didn’t answer. He simply gritted his teeth and continued to dismantle her attacks. He could feel his movements growing heavier. Every exertion of force pulled at the faint, stinging pain deep within his meridians, as if something was obstructing the normal flow of his True Qi.

Following another clash, Su Mei seized an opening and slammed her palm into Yang Xun’s chest. The force of this strike was immense. Yang Xun was knocked back three or four steps before he could steady himself. A burning pain radiated from his chest, and his meridians felt even more sluggish.

He glanced down at his chest. His clothes had been torn, revealing a patch of reddened skin upon which a faint pattern was vaguely surfacing.

Su Mei didn’t press the attack. Instead, she stood where she was, like a cat admiring its struggling prey.

“You see? I told you, you can’t escape. I really don’t want to hurt you.”

Her voice sounded somewhat lethargic as she took slow steps toward him.