After reading the system’s answer, Ye Wushuang felt utterly miserable.
Just reading the written description was enough to make her sense how terrifying this recipe was.
“For the sake of imperial dominion, I’ll risk it.”
Ye Wushuang decided to properly develop this new weapon and named it the Ninefold Soul-Sealing Soup.
Soul-sealing was its core function. The “ninefold” part was borrowed from the idea of Nine-Turn Large Intestine, implying that after use, the heavens and earth would be shaken to their very foundations.
Just as Ye Wushuang was preparing to check Lin Langtian’s opportunity panel, several figures appeared on the official road where she stood.
“This road was opened by me, and this tree was planted by me.”
The burly man at the front had a face covered in scars and a cruel, brutish look. He shouted viciously at Ye Wushuang, “If you want to pass through, leave behind some travel money.”
Ye Wushuang smoothly supplied the next two lines. “If you want to pass through, leave behind some travel money.”
The scarred man was startled when he heard this. He assumed Ye Wushuang was one of his own kind.
“Well, well! You actually know the lines. Who are you? Which road do you belong to?”
“I never change my name and never hide my identity. Liu Ruyan of the Lin family.”
“The Lin family? You mean the Lin family of Qinghe City, right? Just a minor clan. Looks like you’ve got plenty of valuables on you.”
The scarred man sized Ye Wushuang up, a lecherous grin appearing in his eyes.
Ye Wushuang had no interest whatsoever in checking the opportunity panels of cannon fodder-level characters like these.
“Any last words?” she asked calmly.
The five men opposite her burst into laughter.
“Hahaha! Look at this little beauty—she’s got quite a temper. Let me have a taste of her first.”
“Good, good. Boss, don’t forget to let us have some soup afterward.”
“Don’t worry. When have I ever forgotten about you boys? Leave it to me.”
With that, the men advanced toward her with sinister grins.
Ye Wushuang swept them with her spiritual sense. The strongest among them was only at the peak of the Qi Condensation Realm. The intensity of the bloodlust clinging to their bodies showed that this gang had been robbing and murdering travelers for quite some time.
“Charge! Be careful not to kill her!”
At the scarred man’s command, the men lunged forward and surrounded Ye Wushuang.
Ye Wushuang brought two fingers together before her chest and calmly uttered a single word:
“Die.”
In the next instant, the sword at her waist transformed into a streak of light and shot from its sheath.
The scarred man at the front had just begun to say something when the world suddenly spun around him. Then he sank into eternal darkness.
Splurt!
Five headless corpses collapsed in a scattered heap on the ground.
By then, Ye Wushuang’s figure had already vanished into the distance. A true hero never looks back at an explosion.
However, before she had taken more than a few steps, Ye Wushuang quickly turned around and came back to search the bodies.
Tsk. As expected of a golden legend!
After rummaging around for a while, she finally found a single low-grade spirit stone.
Half an hour later, Ye Wushuang returned to Qinghe Town. She did not go straight back to the Ye family, however. She still had something more important to do.
The Ye family seemed to have grown accustomed to Ye Wushuang appearing and disappearing without warning. They merely assigned a steward and a maid to accompany her closely, making no other arrangements.
The steward, however, was utterly dumbfounded when Ye Wushuang’s first order was for him to spend lavishly on purchasing black dog blood from throughout the city, along with chicken manure from animals suffering from diarrhea.
Even more outrageous, she ordered him to offer a hefty reward for the “golden broth” excreted by people born in the Year of the Dog—the thicker, the better.
The request nearly made the steward question his entire existence.
Still, since the order had come from the head family, the steward naturally could not refuse. Besides, the person issuing it was the lawless young mistress Ye Wushuang.
If he failed to complete the task within the allotted time, he would probably be the one to suffer.
Thus, the steward spent only two days purchasing three hundred portions of black dog blood, five hundred portions of chicken manure from horse pens, and six hundred servings of golden broth and jade nectar.
After fermenting for three days and three nights, the steward finally delivered everything to Ye Wushuang before the deadline.
Even Ye Wushuang herself felt deeply resistant to the recipe provided by the system.
But whenever she thought about Liu Ruyan obtaining this opportunity, she knew that catching up to her afterward might become even more difficult.
So she spent several thousand spirit stones on a storage pouch and had the steward place the Ninefold Soul-Sealing Soup inside it.
“Check Lin Langtian’s opportunity panel.”
[Name: Lin Langtian]
[Realm: Early True Essence Realm]
[Fate: Absolutely stacked. In his previous life, Lin Langtian was the Heavenly Demon Emperor of the Spirit Domain Continent. He ruled the Southern Border for five hundred years, only to be ambushed and killed by an alliance of orthodox sects. At the final moment, he self-destructed and perished together with his enemies, then reincarnated as the Young Master of the Lin family. He recently awakened the memories of his previous life, causing his strength to soar. Extremely dangerous.]
[Upcoming Opportunity: Two incense sticks from now, at an unnamed stall on Antique Street in Qinghe City, he will purchase the common-grade manual Raging Bull Fist from an old man. Hidden inside the manual’s layers is the formless cultivation technique Concealment Art.]
According to the original plot, although the Concealment Art was a formless cultivation technique, its special effect allowed the practitioner to conceal an entire major realm of cultivation. It was an essential divine skill for pretending to be weak while traveling the world and catching enemies off guard.
Lin Langtian had been able to develop so smoothly in the early stages largely thanks to this Concealment Art.
What drew Ye Wushuang’s attention was that even though she had intercepted the other party’s supreme-grade Meridian Condensation Pill, Lin Langtian’s cultivation had still broken through to the True Essence Realm within just a few days.
There was no time to waste, and the task was urgent.
Ye Wushuang hurried toward Antique Street.
However, by the time she arrived, Lin Langtian was already at the stall.
The stall was run by an old man with snow-white hair.
“Old man, how much for this Raging Bull Fist?”
The old man had initially been paying little attention. But the moment he got a clear look at Lin Langtian’s face, he hurriedly stood up, took several steps back, and tightly covered the important parts behind him with both hands.
Lin Langtian’s forehead bulged with veins.
A person lived for their face, while a tree lived for its bark.
In just a few days, everyone knew that Lin Langtian had a taste for men. From eighty-year-old grandfathers to eighteen-year-old youths, all had heard the rumors and trembled in fear.
The old man, however, had clearly seen plenty of the world.
He quickly calmed down and said in a trembling voice, “Young… young hero, this manual is worth ten spirit stones. If you like it, please take it…”
“Hold on!”
At that moment, a clear voice rang out.
Lin Langtian frowned and looked toward the source of the voice.
“It’s you?” Lin Langtian said expressionlessly.
He had no favorable impression of Ye Wushuang. Someone as spoiled and willful as this second-generation heir would not even have been qualified to meet him in his previous life.
“Haha, it’s me! Good sister, long time no see!”
Ye Wushuang greeted him with an awkward laugh.
Lin Langtian’s frown deepened, and he felt inexplicably disgusted.
“Sorry, but I got here first. First come, first served.”
“The owner never said anything about first come, first served. Obviously, the highest bidder gets it. Isn’t that right, Boss?”
The white-haired old man clearly recognized Ye Wushuang as well.
He had operated on Antique Street for many years and had engaged in every kind of swindling and deception imaginable. The reason he had managed to stay alive and prosper was that he knew how to read the situation.
He might not have taken Lin Langtian, who came from a minor family, too seriously. But Ye Wushuang was the Ye family’s legitimate daughter, one of the four great clans, and a notorious havoc-wreaking demon.
If he accidentally offended this young lady, someone would probably smash his stall that very day, and he could forget about continuing to make a living in Qinghe City.
At that thought, the old man hurriedly said, “Heh heh, so it’s Miss Ye who has arrived. What are you saying about buying it? This technique manual is my humble gift to you.”
He then turned to Lin Langtian with an apologetic look. “Young Master, I’m sorry, but this technique manual is no longer for sale. Why don’t you take a look at some of the others?”
