Rural Beauties

"This fox demon is a princess of the Qingqiu Clan; you cannot kill her! Otherwise, the Qingqiu Clan will relentlessly hunt you down."

Emperor Hao shook his head and added, "However, the Cultivation Technique I've left you contains a method to make her submit. You just need to learn it as quickly as possible!"

Wang Xiaolong asked doubtfully, "How do I learn this Cultivation Technique?"

"Absorb nature's spiritual energy..."

"Ha, there's hardly any spiritual energy left in this world." Su Qianqian looked smug, confident that without Emperor Hao, Wang Xiaolong could never suppress her.

But just as she finished speaking, Emperor Hao gave a meaningful smile, "Although True Qi is scarce, Yin and Yang still exist!"

"Xiao Long, remember, the Yin Yang Tao is the most powerful path in the world. Quickly master the Cultivation Technique I passed onto you and use your true Yang body to seek more ultimate Yin power to complement yours. Not only will it make the fox demon submit to you, but it will also make you stronger!"

After he finished speaking, the golden light dispersed, and Emperor Hao's ethereal figure suddenly dove into the jade pendant he was wearing.

Wang Xiaolong asked urgently, "You haven't told me what the ultimate Yin power is yet!"

"I can tell you, but you must agree to one condition."

Realizing that Emperor Hao had dissipated, Su Qianqian's voice then rang out.

"What condition?" Wang Xiaolong asked.

"Smash the jade pendant and let me out!"

"No way! The Spirit Emperor said you would bring disaster!" Wang Xiaolong immediately shook his head.

"I promise I'll only absorb your soul and not harm others. Of course, out of gratitude, I'll give you a thrill before you die."

Though Su Qianqian had not appeared, her alluring voice was bone-meltingly seductive, causing Wang Xiaolong's restlessness to surge uncontrollably.

As expected of Su Daji's younger sister, her ability to bewitch was indeed formidable.

Still, he forced himself to resist, "I'll find the answer on my own."

"Think it over carefully then. In three days, it will be the full moon night. Once I break the seal and emerge, I'll drain you dry!"

Wang Xiaolong no longer paid attention to the threatening Su Qianqian, took a moment to compose himself, and then walked outside.

Even though it was the dead of night, his eyes, gifted with the inheritance, were now unlike ordinary people's, enabling him to see every detail of the landscape in the mountain hollow.

With such changes, he also began to ponder deeply about the inheritances he had received.

The ancient medical texts contained unfathomably profound medical techniques, spread across five levels. If one could cultivate to the last level, it could even bring the dead back to life.

The Mysterious Skill was martial arts, and the Golden Pupil Skill enabled him to see in the night; if further cultivated, it could even grant X-ray vision in the future!

As for the Female Control Scripture...

It was a technique for pleasuring women. Mastering it could make one desire both heaven and death...

At this thought, a strange expression flashed across Wang Xiaolong's face.

"Wu wu wu~!"

Just as he was lost in boundless daydreams, a crying sound suddenly came from beyond the mountains.

"Why does this voice sound so familiar?"

Muttering to himself, he followed the sound.

Outside the mountain in the fruit orchard.

A familiar figure was squatting at the door of the orchard's shed, crying.

It was none other than the bride Liu Qian, who had gotten married earlier that day.

"She should be enjoying her wedding night at this time; what is she doing here?"

Wang Xiaolong was extremely puzzled and approached to ask, "Qian, why are you here?"

Earlier, when Liu Dajun and others had taken Wang Xiaolong to the back mountain, Liu Qian had run out of her home.

She did not want to stay in such a home anymore, nor did she wish to endure the torment from Liu Dajun.

Moreover, Wang Xiaolong had died because of her, and even if it didn't change anything, she had to bury him properly.

But as she chased him to the entrance of the mountain, she accidentally fell, her body hurting too much to continue walking; thus, she thought of resting in the orchard.

This orchard belonged to the Liu family. She had intended to lie down for a while, but the gates were tightly locked, making it impossible for her to enter.

Unable to find Wang Xiaolong and having fallen, spending the night on the street, all these grievances made her burst into uncontrollable tears.

Tears streaked her beautiful face, making her look pitiful and inevitably invoking pity in others.

At that moment, hearing Wang Xiaolong's voice, she was initially stunned, then tremblingly asked, "Are you... are you a human or a ghost?"

"What do you think?"

Wang Xiaolong smiled playfully and approached her.

Under the moonlight, Wang Xiaolong had a shadow, which made Liu Qian breathe a sigh of relief: "It's really good you're not dead; otherwise, I would never forgive myself."

Wang Xiaolong laughed, "I'm fine, let's go back to the village."

Liu Qian shook her head vigorously, "I'm not going back, and I have nowhere else to go."

"Has Liu Dajun abandoned you?"

"No. I just don't want to be ruined by him. As for my home, I don't want to go back there either. Otherwise, my dad will definitely send me back to the Liu family."

In her words, Liu Qian's sense of helplessness intensified, as she held Wang Xiaolong's hand: "Can you... can you stay with me here for the night, and when it gets light, I'll think of another solution?"

"I..."

Wang Xiaolong wanted to go home immediately, but seeing Liu Qian's pitiful and attractive appearance, his heart softened, "Alright, let's go inside then."

Having said that, he kicked the door open and led Liu Qian inside.

The shed was stuffy and humid, and just two or three minutes after entering, both of them were drenched in sweat.

Wang Xiaolong couldn't help but take off his T-shirt.

Seeing his exposed muscles and inhaling the unique scent of a man filling the air, Liu Qian's cheeks flushed a little more.

Although she was inexperienced, she often heard about the things between men and women.

Moreover, her father was both a gambler and a lecher, often bringing various disreputable women home, sometimes even engaging in certain activities in front of her.

In the past, Liu Qian felt disgusted.

But today, having interacted with Wang Xiaolong in the bridal chamber, she also felt a bit of longing.

Unintentionally, her cheeks reddened further, and her still moist eyes became a bit more misty.

Wang Xiaolong looked up and happened to see her charming appearance.

Liu Qian was still wearing that red bridal dress, perhaps because she had come out in a hurry, the buttons were not fastened, and when she slightly bowed her head, her proud bosom seemed to peek through.

And her long legs adorned with stockings were torn in places, adding to her allure.

This scene, combined with the already hot Wang Xiaolong, stirred him even more.

Alone with a woman in the same room.

With both harboring thoughts, a romantic atmosphere suddenly permeated the humid air inside the room.

Wang Xiaolong stood up, uncontrollably wanting to move forward.

But after taking two steps, not wanting to take advantage of the situation, he turned around and decided to go outside for some air.

Seeing him about to leave, Liu Qian almost reflexively stood up and held him from behind: "Xiao Long, don't go."

"I..."

The softness on his back fluctuated with Liu Qian's breathing, scratching at Wang Xiaolong's heart like a cat's claws.

Then, Liu Qian whispered almost like a mosquito's buzz, "Take me..."