“Could it be… demonic sect evil relics?”
“This stuff—just a moment ago I was complaining about lack of foreplay, and now I’m completely satisfied. The thrill is maxed out. This time Little Yellow Hair guessed it right. What good thing could Jade God Oil possibly refine?”
“Is it too strong? Trying to poke me to death or what? It’s just an Adult Ceremony. Why go through all this trouble? Ritual and ceremony—being a good child suits me better!”
“I’ll never speak out of turn again. I’ll obediently listen to Master and Shi Niang. So please, spare me!”
Ji Shiyu waved her hands frantically, her voice thick with tears, panicking out of her mind, and stammered:
“That’s really unnecessary, Mister. I, I’ve thought it through. I’d rather continue…”
It was getting even more intense.
“We’re all one family. Why be so polite with me?”
Yun Liu shook the medicine bottle, and without any explanation, grabbed the Yellow Hair to go do something wicked. His enthusiasm terrified Ji Shiyu.
Even Senior Sister Qin’s Cultivation got pierced until she was screaming. Now the Oily Boy was going to enchant the weapon further? Would I even survive tomorrow to keep protecting this Home?
“No—way!”
Ji Shiyu squealed like a pig being slaughtered, wailing to the heavens. She never imagined she’d be sent to the execution ground right after a good meal—and she’d asked for it herself.
Soon, Little Yellow Hair fell silent again, half-resistant, half-compliant as she boarded a battered ship with Yun Liu. Her mouth was throwing a tantrum, but her body was obedient.
The two hid in the shadows. The banners nearby clearly marked this as a Sea-Severing Alliance stronghold, and the hull still had a massive Ying Thorn puncture hole. What was the plan here?
“Qiongxiao Palace is left with only weak Rogue Cultivators. The three Fortress Masters aren’t here, and most of the notable Outermost Sea experts have been invited away.”
Ji Shiyu looked utterly lifeless, shooting Yun Liu a sideways glance, sensing something.
“This… this is the wicked thing you were talking about?”
“What else did you think it was?”
With this disguise and carrying demonic sect evil drugs, the frame-up intent was obvious.
This time, she didn’t need Yun Liu’s hint. Ji Shiyu quickly caught on.
“Smart as hell.”
“I… I…”
The Yellow Hair was deeply disappointed, hanging her head and drawing circles on the ground.
What the heck. She’d already prepared for the Injection, and then the hospital bed took a sharp turn, sending her straight to the crematorium next door.
Master was definitely doing this on purpose!
Yun Liu barely suppressed his laughter, pretending not to notice the girl’s eyes full of resentment.
“You’re still laughing! You only know how to bully me! You pervert, you lecher, you big degenerate!”
Remembering her earlier embarrassment, Ji Shiyu was furious beyond words. Her small fists rained down on the young man’s back, venting her frustration.
Damn it. I hold you in my Heart, but you dump me in a ditch!
“Is your mood a little better now? If not, you can put in more effort later. I’m here to rob tonight. Everyone down there is your punching bag.”
Yun Liu reached for Ji Shiyu’s head, but her little head nimbly dodged away.
Somewhere along the way, teasing Little Yellow Hair had become his source of joy. She was the one and only designated stress-reliever of Jueyun Peak.
“Hmph!”
Ji Shiyu turned away in a huff. The anxiety amplified by their Fortune entanglement had indeed loosened considerably.
“Leave the men to me, and you handle the women. How about it?”
With that, Yun Liu scattered the atomized Spiritual Medicine into the air, stepped out of the shadows, and quietly waited for the Euphoria Smoke to spread.
“So bad, so bad.”
Little Yellow Hair covered her nose and scurried far away, but she was also a little excited. This was way more thrilling than doing righteous deeds. Master was actually sneaking out at midnight to drug people!
“One, two, three, four, five, six, seven… I, my loot is only this much? Not fair!”
“Then let’s swap. Leave the women to me, and the men are yours.”
Ji Shiyu was about to nod, but when she saw Yun Liu’s sly grin, she hastily corrected:
“No, no!”
Wouldn’t that be playing right into the Oily Boy’s hands?
“I can’t even get a taste. Why should those cannon fodder?”
Yun Liu took out a wake-up antidote, pried open Ji Shiyu’s rosy lips, and shoved it into her mouth.
“Euphoria Smoke has a violent nature. Anyone afflicted will have their Qi Sea sealed for two hours and lose all resistance. You’ll see how formidable it is soon.”
This was the most powerful charm drug available at their current level, its effects far more exaggerated than the Tree Sea Soul Essence.
Ji Shiyu stared at the guard on the deck. Before long, the man began breathing heavily, started clawing at his own clothes, his eyes dazed and wild.
“It’s time.”
Yun Liu shot out from the shadows and knocked out a Golden Core Cultivator with one clean, decisive punch. After looting him, he moved straight to the next target.
The Sea-Severing Alliance cultivators saw the intruder storming their territory, but instead of resisting, they charged forward with red eyes, lunging to embrace the two.
“With force, ooh!”
Ji Shiyu kicked one away, and hearing the sickening moans beside her, goosebumps broke out all over.
“Euphoria Smoke is this strong?”
Inside the cabin, chaos reigned. People squirmed like loaches, trying to crawl into any hole they could find. Several grown men hugged each other with tender gazes, and some even rammed into pillars frantically. The scene was even more disgraceful.
Yun Liu couldn’t be bothered to deal with it, leaving them to their own devices.
After looting the Fangcun Objects from the male cultivators, he tossed them all into the lower deck and locked them up. The female cultivators were separated on the other side, isolated from each other. It was barely humane.
Ji Shiyu blushed and quickly fled. The scene was too much—she didn’t dare look, yet there was a certain morally bankrupt thrill to it.
“Is this really okay?”
Yun Liu wagged his finger and said with a smile:
“Children talk about right and wrong. Adults only talk about gains and losses. You don’t actually think these pirates got their money through legitimate means, do you?”
“Big Fish Eat Small Fish, small fish eat shrimp…”
Ji Shiyu half-understood, but when she looked at the tens of thousands of Spirit Stones and the pile of low-grade magic tools they’d just robbed, she broke into a grin again.
Joyous and giddy, dizzy and dazed…
She’d worked her tail off for half a year, and made it all back in the time it takes to drink a cup of tea.
No wonder those Sect Elders who called themselves righteous were all dirt poor!
Soon, Yun Liu’s eyes locked onto another battered ship in the distance, and an evil smile spread across his face.
“Next is the Chain Docks?”
“Smart.”
Ji Shiyu’s Heart stirred. She figured Master was trying to provoke various forces into besieging Evil Spirit Port and fish in troubled waters.
The fleets at Chain Docks were even worse off. Their stationed cultivators were at most Golden Core Peak, and against Euphoria Smoke’s overwhelming advantage, they had no power to resist.
To avoid raising suspicion, Yun Liu didn’t let Chain Docks off either, though he used a lighter dosage and left everything else untouched.
Ji Shiyu gradually got a taste for it. By the time she disembarked, her net worth had risen considerably. In fact, she grabbed his hand and continued hunting for more targets.
“What’s next? What’s next!”
Yun Liu smiled and led Ji Shiyu into the Cold Chant Sect’s territory, repeating the same trick.
The cultivators aboard the White Frost Treasure Ship were clearly a cut above. Occasionally, they ran into a few Nascent Soul Cultivators meditating in place, barely holding on, apparently ambushed by Evil Spirit Port for some reason.
The pair didn’t waste words. They knocked them out cold, locked them up, robbed them, and ran.
After sweeping through Shipwreck Bay, Master and apprentice returned loaded with spoils. While counting their loot, Ji Shiyu couldn’t stop grinning.
So this is how fun it is to be a Bad Child!
Yun Liu pocketed the Spirit Stones. The magic tools and Fangcun Objects that were too troublesome to handle were destroyed and discarded. The Demonic Cultivators of Evil Spirit Port would be hard-pressed to explain themselves.
The two deliberately ambushed nearby, intercepting a patrol of Soul-Seizing Banner Sect cultivators. They let a few escape on purpose, leaving slight traces to lead people toward different factions. All that was left was to wait for both sides to sober up and start a bloody fight on the spot.