The night was quiet, and there were few people outside the Blood Prison Mansion.

The two guards at the mansion door were a bit bored and yawned one after the other.

However, the next moment, two flying swords coming from the direction of Heavenly Sorrow Pavilion woke them up.

Seeing that the visitors were Gong Yimo and Gong Tianchan, the two hurriedly stepped forward, cupping their hands, and saluted. "Hello, Master Gong and Miss Gong. Elder Liang is resting in the bedroom at the moment. I will report to him now."

Gong Yimo wanted to see with his own eyes the state of the Second Young Lady of the Sword Sect after being tossed around by Master Liang, so he simply raised his hand to stop them and smiled. "No need to report. We will go in by ourselves."

"Yes... Then, I will lead the way for the Young Master and the Young Lady. Please."

The guard picked up the long lantern, turned around, and led the two people into the mansion.

Gong Tianchan followed behind Gong Yimo, staring at the black sword hanging on his waist from time to time. Her expression was not too good. After thinking for a while, she asked, "Liang Daliu's name sounds like a fake name. Brother, could that person be a spy sent by the immortals?"

Gong Yimo waved his hand. "Who would give himself a fake name that can be seen at a glance? I think it's true, and the name is a bit silly, but it's normal, isn't it?"

"..."

"As for whether he is a spy from the immortals... Sister, you will know after you take a look at this Second Lady. No matter how much the immortals put on an act, they wouldn't dare do such a vicious thing to the Second Lady of the Sword Sect."

Gong Tianchan shrugged and stopped talking. The two followed the guards along the corridor for about twelve hundred steps before arriving at the back courtyard where the bedroom was located. After Gong Yimo ordered the guards to leave, he walked forward with Gong Tianchan and gently pushed the double-stone door weighing a hundred pounds.

However, just as he pushed it open a crack, a hoarse scream came through the gap of the door, piercing their ears.

"Ahhhh—!"

Gong Yimo and Gong Tianchan looked at each other, pushed the door open without caring, walked past the threshold, and looked into the room.

Inside, there was a faint fragrance flowing and a long couch that could accommodate several people, located in the middle.

On the screen surrounding the bed, two figures, one tall and one short, were reflected.

The taller person was kneeling on the bed at this moment, squeezing the neck of the shorter person under him with both hands, and his body was moving back and forth, making the whole couch shake rhythmically with his movements.

Gong Tianchan pursed his lips slightly, and finally wiped out his previous suspicion of "Liang Daliu".

Ye Anping was topless. When he heard the sound of the door opening, he quickly stopped what he was doing and lowered his head to look down at Yun Jiujiu, whose face was red to the ears, and hinted to her with his eyes to do as he instructed.

Then, he turned his head toward the curtain, pretending to be very angry, and shouted, "Who's there?!"

Gong Yimo immediately bowed with a smile. "Fellow cultivator Liang, it's me."

"Ah, it's you, Young Master Gong..."

Ye Anping lowered his tone. Although he was wearing pants, he still pretended to reach out and pull up his pants, then lifted the curtain, got off the bed to pick up the robe on the ground, and put it on.

Gong Yimo took the opportunity to look at Yun Jiujiu behind the curtain. She was now curled up in the corner of the bed with a pillow in her arms, and the bedsheet was a mess.

He smiled. "Master Liang is quite powerful."

Ye Anping quickly pulled up the curtain tying his belt, and with a slightly embarrassed smile, he said, "Young Master Gong, you must be laughing at me... Why did you suddenly come here... Is it..."

As he said that, Ye Anping moved his eyes to Gong Tianchan. Pretending to be fascinated, his eyes slowly fell on her chest which was like two full moons, and his voice stopped abruptly.

Gong Yimo looked at his line of sight, and he smiled crookedly. "This is my sister, Tianchan, a Seductive cultivator. She heard how you easily subdued the Second Lady of the Moon Shadow Sword Sect and wanted to make friends with you, so she asked me to bring her here to see you."

Ye Anping nodded, pretending to be a little lustful, and smiled. "Greetings, Sister Gong."

Gong Tianchan looked at Ye Anping's slightly open collar, then slowly looked up at the deep purple eyes behind his human skin mask, raised her eyebrows, and replied, "Brother Liang is a gentleman."

Ye Anping did not avoid her gaze, but the next moment, he saw a subtle spiritual light in her eyes painted with dark red eyeshadow.

He immediately realized that this person was bewitching him.

Enchantment had two effects, one was to arouse passion, and the other was that the person who cast the spell would transform into a good friend or companion of the person who was under the spell.

Obviously, Gong Tianchan's charm was for seductive purposes.

Ye Anping felt as if he smelled a faint fragrance, and his breathing sped up a little, but after all, his willpower, forged through hard practice since childhood, was not to be underestimated.

Even though he was feeling hot all over now, he knew what to do.

Gong Tianchan narrowed her eyes slightly, glanced at Gong Yimo, opened her cherry lips, and said softly, "Kill him..."

After hearing what his sister said, Gong Yimo's eyes widened, and he realized she had cast a charm on Liang Daliu.

If it were an ordinary Nascent Soul rogue cultivator, he would not be afraid, but he had seen with his own eyes how Liang Daliu subdued the Second Lady of the Sword Sect.

Gong Yimo took a sharp breath and immediately drew out the black sword at his waist to block his side.

Almost at the same time.

Swish—

Ding!

Silver light flashed, and sparks burst.

Ye Anping estimated the force, pulled out the sword from the storage bag, and slashed at Gong Yimo.

Although Gong Yimo parried, Ye Anping's force was too great. The moment the swords collided, he crashed directly into the wall of the bedroom.

Boom—

Gong Tianchan watched this scene with a look of surprise in her eyes.

She quickly stopped her seduction spell and ran over to help her adopted brother.

"Are you okay?"

Gong Yimo frowned at his sister. He rubbed his shoulders, looked at Ye Anping, who was standing in the middle of the room in a daze, and let out a long sigh. "Huh..."

Ye Anping pretended to come to his senses. He looked down at the sword in his hand, then at Gong Yimo, and hurried over to help him, looking worried, "Master Gong, this..."

Gong Yimo raised his hand to show that he was okay. "Master Liang, this is not your fault."

He glanced at Gong Tianchan who had a playful look. He stood up with Ye Anping's help, sheathed the sword, and patted the dust off his body.

Ye Anping turned his head to look at Gong Tianchan and asked, "Sister Gong, what's the meaning of this? Why did you cast a spell on me?"

Gong Tianchan bowed to apologize and smiled. "Master Liang, you don't know that I was born with a charming spell body, and it is difficult for me to control this energy. Just now, when I saw your toned body, I was distracted for a moment, and then..."

Gong Yimo glanced at her. "You let Master Liang attack me because you were distracted?"

Smiling, Gong Tianchan shrugged. "How could I have known Master Liang's sword was so fast? It was just a joke. I thought that with your strength, you could easily counter. Sorry~"

Gong Yimo was speechless. "..."

Then, Gong Tianchan stood up, looked at Ye Anping's Kong Huayuan face with a flattering look, and praised him. "Master Liang is really powerful. Few people in Heavenly Sorrow City could send my brother flying with just a sword blow."

"...Sister Gong, you are too kind."

Gong Tianchan covered her mouth and smiled, then glanced at Yun Jiujiu who was shivering in the corner of the bed holding a pillow, and found a random excuse. "I just came to meet you today. I don't want to disturb your fun, so I will go back with my brother. If you are free later, come to my house, and we can chat more then, how about that?"

Seeing her lustful look toward him, Ye Anping was calm in his heart, but he still showed a little expectation on his face as he nodded. "I will definitely come."

"Then, we won't bother you anymore. Goodbye."

Gong Tianchan lifted her skirt and nodded, then supported Gong Yimo's arm, and left the bedroom, closing the door.

After they left, Ye Anping hurriedly gave a pointed look to Xiao Tian and Xue'e, who were on his shoulders the whole time, and the two little ones followed those two out without saying a word.

Yun Jiujiu, who was curled up at the foot of the bed, asked weakly, "Is it done?"

"Yeah..."

Ye Anping nodded, walked to the bed, and sat down, rubbing his eyebrows.

"Who were those two demonic cultivators?"

"Gong Tianchan... the most talented of all the female heirs of Gong Yue in the past thousand years." Ye Anping took a deep breath and explained calmly, "Gong Yimo was picked up by Gong Yue from the streets and treated as the Young Master. Do you understand what I mean?"

Yun Jiujiu frowned and thought for a while, then shrunk her neck and shook her head. "I don't understand."

"Huh..." Ye Anping exhaled a little uncomfortably and continued, "Think about it. If you were originally the Young Master of Heavenly Sorrow City, enjoying the cultivation resources and privileges of the entire Gong family, and one day your father suddenly picked up a stray child from somewhere and gave all your original resources and status to this child, what would you think..."

"That must be frustrating."

"Gong Tianchan has always wanted to kill Gong Yimo, but Gong Yue likes him so much that she dares not do it. She has repeatedly tried to use her charm to confuse Gong Yimo's mind, but her charm was blocked by the Erosion Demon Sword he always carries with him."

"..."

"And now, Gong Yue should value me very much. So, Gong Tianchan thought of using her charm to control me and use me to take back everything that Gong Yimo had taken from her…"

Yun Jiujiu bit her lip. "I think I understand. But how did you know?"

"Do you think that…" Ye Anping’s breath was a little messy. He glanced at Yun Jiujiu and quickly retracted his gaze. "It was a waste to visit the brothel for more than seven days? The brothel is the best place to gather intelligence…"

"Oh…"

Yun Jiujiu frowned and nodded, then looked at Ye Anping's collar, and she immediately shifted her eyes with a strange feeling in her heart.

Her brother-in-law was so reliable...

"So..."

However, when she was about to speak, Ye Anping suddenly collapsed on the bed, scaring Yun Jiujiu so much that she shrank her neck. She quickly crawled over, frowning. "Brother-in-law! What's wrong with you?!"

Ye Anping looked at Yun Jiujiu's enlarged face in front of him, swallowed his saliva, and quickly closed his eyes. "...The sequelae of the charm spell… let me rest a little… you go to the side."

"Ah? Oh no..." Yun Jiujiu touched Ye Anping's face but hissed and immediately withdrew her hand. "Hiss–Shit! You're boiling! What should I do?"

Ye Anping was not in the mood to listen to her. Perhaps because of the charm spell, the yang energy accumulated in his body seemed to be boiling at this moment, running amok through his meridians.

Because of the change of spiritual roots after forming his Nascent Soul, although it was not life-threatening, it was still very uncomfortable.

"Hey!! Brother-in-law!! Wake up..."

Yun Jiujiu was jumping on the side. She didn't know what happened to Ye Anping. Without saying anything, she was about to grab his storage bag to check if there were any pills, but Ye Anping grabbed her wrist.

"Ah?"

"Jiujiu, don't..."

At this point, the door of the bedroom was suddenly opened. Feng Yu Die had just returned with a pile of clothes. As soon as she entered the room, she said, "Young Master Ye, that Gong Yimo just now..."

Halfway through the conversation, she saw Ye Anping lying on the bed with an uncomfortable look on his face. She took a deep breath, threw away the clothes in her arms, and rushed to his side.

Yun Jiujiu saw Feng Yu Die coming and asked quickly, "No-bird, what's wrong with him..."

"..."

Feng Yu Die touched Ye Anping's face and found that his whole body was burning hot. She immediately realized that it was a problem with his yang energy, and her face brightened.

Ye Anping's yang energy had never been a problem along the way, and she had been thinking about it all along.

Feng Yu Die ignored Yun Jiujiu and said nothing. Straddling Ye Anping's belly, she bit his lips and poured her spiritual energy into his mouth.

Chirp~~~

Yun Jiujiu was stunned when she saw this scene, and her mind went blank.

Ye Anping, who felt that his condition had eased, slowly opened his eyes, and after seeing Feng Yu Die riding on top of him, he was startled for a moment, then grabbed her waist and turned half a circle.

Bang—

"Woo—!"

Yun Jiujiu shrank back to the edge of the bed, making some space for the two of them, and did not dare to make a sound.

She saw Ye Anping's hand slowly moving towards Feng Yu Die's belt, but he seemed to be struggling and hesitating to pull her belt off.

The two kissed for a long time before they separated.

Feng Yu Die seemed to be having trouble breathing, slightly opening and closing her mouth, and then she turned her head away and relaxed, indicating that she was completely in his hands, and he could do whatever he wanted.

Looking at her like this, Ye Anping felt his heart throbbing.

But when he noticed Yun Jiujiu, who was now curled up at the foot of the bed, hugging the pillow and staring at him with wide eyes, he slowly moved his body away, turned over, and lay by Feng Yu Die while looking at the ceiling above. "Thank you."

Feng Yu Die pursed her lips and smiled. "You're welcome~ Hehehe."

Yun Jiujiu thought that her presence had disturbed them. Although she felt strange in her heart, she still pursed her lips. "It's okay, don't worry about me... You guys just do your thing, I won't say anything."

"..."

Ye Anping didn't reply. He simply stretched his arms from behind Feng Yu Die's waist, turned sideways, and hugged her.

"Ah...?"

"Give me some more spiritual energy..."

"Oh… Okay, hehe..."

Feng Yu Die's eyes lit up, then slowly narrowed as she turned sideways to squeeze into his arms. Rubbing her face against his chest, she then closed her eyes and giggled.