EFB Chapter 51 The Impulse to Commit Crime [Must Read!]
Chapter 51 The Impulse to Commit Crime [Must Read!]
"Is my martial uncle handsome?"
"nice."
"Ha, have you seen enough?"
"Not enough."
"Then tell me, what else do you want to see?" she asked provocatively.
"This disciple wants to see the furnace. Uncle-Master, you're blocking my way."
"Hmph, what's so interesting about a fireplace, huh?"
"The stove is burning fiercely."
Wang Yin: ...
"Li Tianran!"
She scolded, "You've got some nerve!"
"Not as big as my martial uncle's."
Wang Yin glanced down subconsciously and laughed in exasperation.
"you--"
She reached for the fire tongs beside her: "Try saying that again?!"
"Disciple said that Martial Uncle is very bold, but what were you thinking?"
"Ha!" Wang Yin threw the fire tongs onto the edge of the quenching pool.
She leaned against the stone wall, her arms crossed over her chest.
This movement squeezed and deformed the two soft mounds of flesh under the suspenders, making them even more conspicuous.
The almond-shaped eyes on the baby's face swept over Li Tianran from head to toe.
She changed her tone.
"Quick-tongued, huh? Alright, let's begin the first round of pill testing now."
As she spoke, Wang Yin took a porcelain bottle from the pill shelf and poured out two dark red blood pills, holding them in her palm.
The pill was only the size of a fingernail, dark red in color, and had a sweet, fishy smell when you got close to it.
"You're so brave, aren't you? You ate it."
Li Tianran frowned.
He has no way to refuse now, so he can only induce vomiting later or use ecstasy to solve the problem.
Li Tianran took the pill, tilted his head back, and swallowed it.
The medicine takes effect very quickly.
As soon as he swallowed it, it felt like a fire was burning from the inside out in his dantian, rushing along his meridians to his limbs.
Suddenly, I felt excruciating pain all over my body, and my heart was pounding wildly.
A layer of sweat appeared on his forehead.
Wang Yin's eyes lit up.
She took a step forward and placed her hand on Li Tianran's neck.
Bring two fingers together and press precisely on the pulsating vein on the side of your neck.
Wang Yin's fingers were very hot, her fingertips pressed against his burning skin.
"Don't move."
Her eyes were closed, and her breathing was steady.
She moved her fingertips half an inch away from his neck, then changed the position and continued pressing.
A few breaths later, she opened her almond-shaped eyes, a hint of surprise flashing in them.
"The effects of the medicine are starting to wear off; there's no rejection."
She withdrew her hand, but did not back away.
After examining Li Tianran's body.
Suddenly, he reached out and placed his long, slender fingers on Li Tianran's chest.
Li Tianran froze for a second.
Wang Yin's palm was pressed against his left chest, and he could feel the burning heat of her palm through his clothes.
She pressed for two breaths, then moved to her right chest.
The force was neither too light nor too heavy, like testing the heat of a batch of elixir.
Your heart is racing.
Wang Yin looked up at him, a playful smile on her face: "Is it because of the effects of the Blood Pill, or something else?"
"Uncle-Master, it's abnormal for my heart not to beat fast when you press like that."
"Oh?"
Wang Yin gently traced a line on Li Tianran's chest with her fingertips before leaving.
She analyzed, "The heart and lungs are not disordered, so the medicine is working steadily."
"As expected of that old witch's half-finished puppet, it's really durable."
Li Tianran smiled wryly: "Thank you for the compliment, Uncle-Master."
"I haven't finished praising you yet."
As Wang Yin spoke, she reached out and pinched his upper arm.
After massaging the left arm, I massaged the right arm.
"Yo."
Her almond-shaped eyes lit up: "These arms are also very strong, like those of a body cultivator."
"I learned it by farming for three years, Uncle-Master."
"Three years of farming? Hmm?"
Upon hearing this, Wang Yin suddenly released Li Tianran's arm.
She took a step back and tilted her head to examine it.
The doll's face had a slightly wicked smile.
"Turn around."
"Uncle-Master—"
"Turn around!"
Li Tianran frowned and turned around, feeling somewhat uneasy.
This youthful-looking martial uncle is too wicked; he has no idea what she's up to.
Li Tianran was on high alert.
He heard Wang Yin's footsteps behind him, her wooden clogs clattering on the stone slabs.
suddenly!
A scalding hot hand slapped it open.
Slap him hard on the back of the butt!
The force was considerable, and the sound was crisp!
After taking the picture, the hand didn't leave; it squeezed it hard again.
"…Hold"
Li Tianran almost cursed out loud.
Wang Yin: "What the hell?"
Li Tianran: "Uncle-Master, you're too kind."
"Perky".
Wang Yin's voice came from behind him, tinged with barely suppressed laughter: "Did you learn this skill from farming too?"
Li Tianran turned around.
Wang Yin was standing behind him, less than half a step away.
She was staring at him with a lecherous look.
Her almond-shaped eyes were full of smugness after successfully pulling off a prank, making her look exactly like a female hooligan.
The thin straps of the suspender were still hanging half an inch off her shoulders.
Hanging taut,
"Uncle-Master, are you testing the potency of the medicine or testing the person?"
"Are you questioning my character?"
Li Tianran: "Uh... my martial uncle is definitely testing the medicine."
"That's more like it."
Wang Yin clapped her hands, turned around, and walked to the alchemy furnace.
He casually used the fire tongs to stir the ashes in the stove, his movements as natural as if nothing had happened.
"The test is over, let's get down to business."
"What other pills would you like to buy?"
Li Tianran suppressed the surging medicinal power within his body.
Looking at the back of his youthful-looking master, he spoke directly.
"Three bottles of calming pills. And one bottle to improve cultivation."
Wang Yin raised an eyebrow, turned around and walked to the alchemy shelf.
Two soft mounds of water swayed gently with each step she took, beneath her suspenders.
She tiptoed to reach the porcelain vase on the top shelf, leaning her body upwards.
The halter neckline sagged down considerably, revealing all the flesh around her waist.
She took three white jade porcelain bottles from the alchemy shelf and placed them on the table.
Then he pulled out a celadon bottle from another hidden compartment.
"Tranquility Pills, five pills per bottle, 500 spirit stones. Three bottles, 1500 spirit stones."
She patted the celadon vase:
"Neiyuan Pill, used to improve cultivation during the Qi Refining stage. One bottle contains eight pills, costing one thousand spirit stones."
"A total of two thousand five hundred."
"Including the eight thousand for gun repair, you've spent ten thousand five hundred spirit stones here today."
She braced her hands on the table, leaning forward, her chest almost pressing against the corner of the table.
"A pseudo-seventh floor, and he spent over ten thousand in one go."
If word gets out, won't the poor disciples of the Blood Spirit Sect go crazy?
Li Tianran counted the spirit stones out of his storage bag.
Halfway through the count.
Wang Yin suddenly walked down from the alchemy furnace.
She floated lightly to Li Tianran's side.
Li Tian's back stiffened.
Because he felt a burning hot hand reach out from behind him.
Two fingers slid slowly forward from his waist along his belt.
It slid to the storage bag, stopped, and then retracted.
"No excess fat around the waist, truly a top-quality blood slave."
Done.
Wang Yin walked to the opposite side of him, placed her hands on the table, and leaned closer to him with her baby face.
"I have a question for you."
"Please speak, Uncle-Master."
Li Tianran stacked the spirit stones, already starting to worry in his mind.
What exactly does this woman want to do?
Why does it feel like she's setting a trap to take advantage of me?
"Is Ma Rou prettier or am I prettier?"
Li Tianran's hand paused on the spirit stone for a moment.
He said earnestly, "Uncle-Master, this question—"
"There's no need to compare Han Li, that old hag."
Han Li?
Old witch?
Li Tianran realized it instantly.
So Old Devil Han's real name is Han Li!
Wang Yin interrupted his thoughts: "Answer me."
Li Tianran suppressed the thoughts in his mind.
He remained silent for a moment.
The image of Ma Rou in her dark red robe and her voluptuous young woman figure flashed through his mind.
Then he looked at the baby-faced, soaking wet tank top, and disproportionately full chest of the Blood Peak steward in front of him.
"no the same."
"Nonsense, I'm asking you which one looks better."
"Steward Ma is charming and makes one want to serve him. And my martial uncle is—"
Li Tianran paused for a moment.
"What is it?"
"Steward Ma is charming, but you're deadly."
"You make people want to make mistakes."
Wang Yin paused for a moment, then burst out laughing.
She laughed so hard her shoulders shook, and the thin strap of her tank top slipped down halfway, revealing a large expanse of fair skin on her shoulder.
"So, what mistake do you want to make? Hmm~"
Wang Yin's voice suddenly became more alluring and seductive.
Li Tianran's Adam's apple bobbed.
damned!
He really is an evil cultivator!
You have disturbed my resolve!
Li Tianran suppressed the evil thoughts in his heart.
He was about to speak.
Wang Yin suddenly straightened up.
She slapped him on the side of his buttock.
This time, the shot was taken from the front side, and the force was even crisper than last time.
"Alright, we've finished today's important business."
The expression on that baby face instantly changed from frivolous to indifferent, regaining the majesty of the Blood Cauldron Peak Master.
"Well,"
Wang Yin walked into a small cubicle inside the alchemy room without turning her head.
"I'm going to the sauna, get out of here."
Li Tianran: "..."