Around nine in the evening.
Chen Nan arrived at Yue Xiang Inn again.
He saw Leng Qingmei sitting by the window, reading a book.
At this moment, her face was cold and aloof.
As if she had transformed back into that distant, high-and-mighty goddess.
She exuded an aura that warned others to keep their distance, from the inside out.
This was because the mysterious person had told her the previous day, when leaving, that he liked her usual demeanor and she didn't need to deliberately try to please him.
Chen Nan walked directly to the bed.
And sat down.
Then he said, "Come here!"
Leng Qingmei put down her book and walked over.
Chen Nan said, "Kneel!"
Leng Qingmei did not hesitate at all.
Even though she felt wronged and ashamed.
She still knelt before Chen Nan.
Then, as instructed, she began to appease and please him.
The mysterious person had said.
To restore her damaged meridians, she would need three treatments.
Even though she felt extremely wronged and angry in her heart.
But during the first two times, she had put aside her pride.
If she exploded now.
Wouldn't all her efforts be in vain?
As long as she waited until it was over.
She would be able to receive the mysterious person's third treatment.
Once her cultivation was restored.
She could instantly kill the mysterious person.
And find out who the man behind the mask really was.
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Afterward.
The mysterious person administered acupuncture to her as usual.
After receiving the treatment from him.
Leng Qingmei clearly felt that the Yin energy within her body was flowing more smoothly.
Without any obstruction.
There was no pain when circulating the Yin energy.
After putting on her clothes, Leng Qingmei's face was filled with gratitude. "Thank you, Senior, for saving my life. May I have the honor of seeing your true appearance?"
Chen Nan's voice was hoarse. "You are merely a vessel. What right do you have to see my true face?"
Leng Qingmei forced a smile. "Regardless, Senior saved my life. Is it too much for me to want to see your true appearance?"
Chen Nan calmly asked, "And if I don't want you to see?"
"Then I will personally remove your mask!" A cold glint flashed in Leng Qingmei's eyes. As she spoke, she thrust a palm towards Chen Nan, attempting to snatch the golden mask from his face.
Chen Nan reacted with lightning speed, instantly retreating backward. He said with a playful tone, "What's this, already repaying kindness with enmity?"
Leng Qingmei made no attempt to hide her killing intent. "You have wronged me too much. You don't take me seriously at all."
"Even though I gave you my first time."
"I still didn't receive your tenderness or affection."
"In your eyes, I seem no better than an animal."
"I want to see who you truly are!"
"I will kill you."
"Only then can I vent my killing intent."
Chen Nan chuckled strangely. "But you were the one who volunteered to be my personal maid, warm my bed, and do anything for me."
"Then why, after I saved your life, do you want to repay kindness with enmity and even try to kill me?"
"Do you truly believe you can defeat me with your current strength?"
Leng Qingmei snorted, a sinister and cunning smile appearing in her eyes. "Do you think I would go to such lengths to please you and perform so many difficult movements on you for no reason?"
"I just wanted to disrupt your state of mind, expose your aura, and thus gauge your true capabilities."
Chen Nan conceded, "We can certainly say we know each other inside and out."
This statement.
Made Leng Qingmei furious and embarrassed.
The memory of her humiliation surged to the forefront, making her want to tear this mysterious person to shreds.
She gritted her teeth and looked at Chen Nan. "Yes, even though you hid it well, yesterday I sensed the aura of the Yin Gathering realm on you."
"That is to say, you are a cultivator in the Yin Gathering realm."
Chen Nan showed surprise.
Indeed.
He had been concealing his aura all along.
But he had never expected that while they were engaged in such activities.
Leng Qingmei had managed to detect his true cultivation level.
However.
Even so, he felt no fear and said with a light laugh, "So what if you know my true cultivation level? Do you think you can kill me?"
Leng Qingmei declared, "I possess peak ninth-layer Yin Gathering realm cultivation. What difficulty would it be to kill you?"
Chen Nan responded, "Wow, you sound quite confident!"
"Tell me, who are you? Why are you wearing a mask and playing games? Do we know each other?" She wanted to understand the situation before killing him.
Chen Nan asked, bewildered, "Why do you say that?"
"Enough!" Leng Qingmei shouted in anger. "Do you really think I believe you're some old geezer?"
"Even though you've lowered your voice, your skin clearly belongs to a young man."
"These things cannot be faked."
Initially, she had also thought the person was an old man.
But after their first intimate contact, she realized.
The person was not what she had imagined.
His skin had no wrinkles at all.
It was obvious.
He was not an elder.
And there was one more crucial point.
He was very hard.
"Since you won't talk, I'll kill you. It won't be too late to find out who you are after you're dead," Leng Qingmei said, raising her hand. A long sword appeared in her grasp. Holding the sword, she slashed at Chen Nan.
Chen Nan dodged. "Not only can you not kill me, but even if you did, I advise you not to remove my mask." As he spoke, the leather whip he had purchased appeared in his hand.
Crack!
He lashed out with the whip, producing a crisp cracking sound.
A bright red whip mark appeared on Leng Qingmei's body.
This whip strike stunned Leng Qingmei.
She had never expected that the other party could not only dodge her but also injure her with a whip.
Despite her shock.
She still endured the pain and lunged at Chen Nan.
But she was shocked to discover.
Her strength seemed to have diminished.
She could not exert the power of the ninth layer of the Yin Gathering realm at all.
This sent a shiver down her spine.
A cold sweat broke out on her back.
She felt a chilling dread.
At this very moment.
Another whip strike landed before her.
Instantly, the skin on her chest burst open.
Blood gushed out, a gruesome sight.
She quickly retreated, looking at Chen Nan in terror. "What have you done to me? Why can't I exert the strength of the ninth layer of the Yin Gathering realm?"
Crack!
Chen Nan whipped her again, striking her right hand. The long sword in her grasp fell powerlessly to the ground.
His voice was filled with coldness. "Did you think I didn't know you, you slut, intended to kill me?"
"If that's the case, don't I need to guard against you?"
"You're right, I am indeed a cultivator in the Yin Gathering realm."
"And only at the third layer."
"But what does that matter?"
"Even at the third layer, I can play you in the palm of my hand."
He had indeed cleared Leng Qingmei's meridians.
However.
Meridians have a width.
When he was treating Leng Qingmei, he had used silver needles to narrow the width of her Ren and Du meridians.
This was to prevent her from acting rashly out of desperation.
As expected.
His predictions had come true.
Leng Qingmei's face was filled with humiliation and rage. "Who are you? Why are you doing this to me?"
Chen Nan replied, "I can take off my mask, but are you sure you won't regret it when you see me?"
Leng Qingmei gritted her teeth. "My dictionary does not contain the word 'regret'!"
"Then I shall grant your wish." Under Leng Qingmei's incredulous gaze, Chen Nan slowly removed the mask from his face...