Chapter 46: Go, Return to the Mansion

"So that is how it is."

Xu Yuan understood the matter in broad strokes, yet his mind remained a tangled knot of complex emotions.

According to the information he possessed, Su Jinxuan was merely an exquisitely beautiful courtesan of pure

"Hmm."

"........"

As the words left his lips, Zhou Chen turned to meet Si Ziyu's gaze—both of them caught a strange expression on their faces.

Ying remained standing alone in place, eyes lowered, silent.

Si Ziyu gave a slight nod to Zhou Chen, who then turned and bowed lightly, murmuring:

"Third Prince, this woman... this woman appears to be a Meihun Demon Body."

"Meihun Demon Body?"

Xu Yuan sat cross-legged upon the crimson bed, murmuring softly, his expression likewise becoming odd.

This body type reminded him of a certain cultivation technique—one of only three blood-tier techniques, the Da Hehuan Yin-Yang Technique.

Don't laugh.

Xu Yuan once wanted to scoff at this clichéd name while playing games, but couldn't help but admit that this thing actually worked wonders.

A cultivation technique acquired by the anti-mainstream protagonist on a dark path.

His own Intentional Soul Secret Technique, embedded within the Blood-Origin Heart's Fall Method, was merely a junior brother in front of the massive, popular Héhuān Yin-Yang Method.

Since he hadn't studied it before, Xu Yuan had no knowledge of the intricate details of the Héhuān Yin-Yang Method.

Yet even just its ability to ignore level differences was enough to instantly overpower his Intentional Soul Secret Technique.

Unfortunately, the original scripture of this technique was hidden in a narrow valley near the Burial Village—unreachable to him. Moreover, with the later recorded applications of the Blood-Origin Heart's Fall Method, the technique had already grown so strong that he had no need to change or revise it.

The formula book claimed that the Mèihún Demon Body was most compatible with the Héhuān Yin-Yang Method. At first, Xu Yuan merely regarded this as logical and self-evident. Now, after experiencing it firsthand, he fully grasped its terrifying potential.

Combined with the eerie spore particles of the Mèihún Demon Body, which could silently drain another's cultivation power, and once exposed, could exert complete control over their body—should the spores penetrate the soul, it would become a lifelong furnace. If he chose to, he could even gradually cultivate a relationship, for this Mèihún Demon Body could influence another's emotions, ensuring that no one would ever fall in love with him.

Perfectly aligned.

Calming his mind, thoughts surging, Xu Yuan had roughly formed a strategy. Turning to Zhou Chen, he said:

"Mr. Zhou, report this matter to Xu Changge."

Mr. Qin's intentions, Xu Yuan didn't yet know, and with his own meager strength, he naturally wouldn't dare to handle it himself.

Why not take someone else's side?

That's the old villainous tradition.

You defeat the small one—then you must go after the bigger one.

"Yes," Zhou Chen bowed slightly and clasped his hands in respect.

Xu Yuan rose slowly, glanced briefly at the moon-maiden lying on the ground, and his thoughts flashed rapidly. He asked:

"This moon-maiden... taking her directly back might inadvertently alert others. Mr. Zhou, when you knocked her out, did she see you?"

Zhou Chen's eyes flickered, then shook his head:

"Not at all."

Xu Yuan pondered for a brief moment, then gave his command:

"Very well. Toss her onto the bed in my penthouse chamber, and feed her a Mind-Confounding Pill before you leave. You should know how to stage the scene."

The Mind-Confounding Pill—a minor aphrodisiac.

"..."

Zhou Chen reflected for a moment, realizing the Third Young Master had no intention of alerting Mister Qin, and his heart sank slightly.

Taking Yueniang back might indeed yield some information through interrogation, yet it would just as surely rouse Mister Qin's suspicion.

The terrifying power of the Charm-Soul Fiend Physique spoke for itself, yet the adversary was willing to use such a physique as mere bait.

Had it not been for the Third Young Master's Innate Soul Physique exerting a certain restraint over the Charm-Soul Fiend Physique, he might well have been brought under control by now.

To control the Third Young Master of the Premier's Estate...

This Mister Qin seemed far less simple than he appeared on the surface.

Looking at it this way, trading information that Yueniang might already possess for Gentleman Qin's alertness was undeniably a losing bargain.

Xu Changtian was simply cleaning up the mess left by his own reckless actions.

Zhou Chen sighed softly and bowed deeply.

"Third Young Master, the fault lies in my own rashness."

Xu Yuan cast a glance at him, waving a hand dismissively.

"No matter. You could not have known beforehand that this woman possessed the Charmed Soul Physique, Mr. Zhou; such a judgment is entirely understandable. Step down, and remember to make it convincing—Yueniang is an old hand at this game."

Zhou Chen let out a sly chuckle at the words, but quickly caught himself, offering a quiet warning instead:

"Third Young Master... though the situation is clear now, it would still be best if you avoided any deep physical contact with the Charmed Soul Physique."

Xu Yuan glanced over at Su Jinxuan's voluptuously contoured figure and knitted his brows.

"And why is that?"

"The deeper your physical contact, the more your mind might be manipulated."

Having said that,

Zhou Chen bowed slightly, and as Xu Yuan stared in stunned silence, he picked up Yue Niang and departed.

For a moment, the room fell once again into stillness.

Si Zi Yu subtly watched Xu Yuan, her eyes filled with contemplation.

Ying'er remained as before—her eyes lowered, silent.

The incident in which Xu Yuan had been in peril beneath her gaze seemed to have deeply shaken her.

Xu Yuan regained his composure, exhaled softly, remained silent for a while, then suddenly looked at Ying'er:

"Ying'er, go wake up Su Jinxuan."

"......" Ying'er.

A brief silence,

perhaps due to a lapse in duty, Shadow did not refuse Xu Yuan's order this time.

He moved slowly to the bedside, pulled a small vial from a pouch at his waist, opened it, and lowered himself to place it gently against Su Jinxuan's nostril.

Xu Yuan slightly turned his gaze, catching the curve of Shadow's buttocks as he bent low—his lips curled faintly.

Master Si ZiYu, with his soft, delicate features, sensed the shift in the air, his eyelids suddenly twitching.

Then,

"Crack—"

a sharp, brittle sound.

The air fell into absolute stillness.

Si ZiYu's head throbbed slightly.

It was definitely the third prince himself.

Having learned his lesson last time, he dares to touch this woman's buttocks again.

Ying'er remained in the same posture, motionless, as if the one who had just been beaten wasn't her.

Xu Yuan glanced sideways, silently pulling his already swollen, trembling hand back behind him.

Still enduring the pain, he calmly turned his gaze to Si Zi Yu.

Their eyes met.

"........"

Si Zi Yu suppressed the urge to smile and looked away.

"......" Xu Yuan.

A cup of tea's worth of cultivation, Su Jinxuan stirred gently and awoke, seeing the scene before her, and quietly curled herself into the corner of the bed, biting her lip in silence.

Seeing her awaken, Ying'er retracted the small vial, silently retreated back to her original position, and stood with her head lowered.

Xu Yuan glanced at her once.

The swelling and pain in his hand had long since subsided; Ying'er had merely given him a lesson.

With a light laugh,

Xu Yuan turned toward Su Jinxuan lying on the bed, with Ying'er and Si Ziyu standing behind him, and spoke calmly:

"Jinxuan, I've already found a physician for you. Come, let's go back to the estate."

As he spoke,

Xu Yuan's eyes carried a faint coldness, and he slowly extended his hand toward her, who had curled up in the corner of the bed.