Taohua Ying did not want sixty liters of human blood, but only a drop of blood each from Yan Shouyi and Lin Zitong. This seemingly favorable deal, however, made Yan Shouyi extremely wary.
This Taohua Ying was not only a Ghost King, but also a Ghost King who was charming and overflowing with allure…
Pah, wrong words, try again!
This Taohua Ying was not only a Ghost King, but also the Ghost King who ran the Fenglai Tower. She saw through Yan Shouyi and Lin Zitong’s disguises at a glance, clearly with ulterior motives.
Seeing Yan Shouyi agree to Taohua Ying, Lin Zitong couldn’t help but pull Yan Shouyi aside and whisper, “You’re not smitten by this woman, are you? Should we just give our blood away so easily?”
A drop of fresh blood could do nothing in the hands of an ordinary person, but in the hands of a Ghost King, it could lead to great matters.
Raising Gu, casting curses, nurturing ghosts, refining corpses… Heaven knows what Taohua Ying wanted their blood for.
Yan Shouyi grabbed Lin Zitong’s small hand in return, patted the back of her hand, and comforted her, “Don’t worry, I know what I’m doing.”
Since Yan Shouyi said so, Lin Zitong didn’t object further, only glared at Long Feicheng and Weng Qianxiang, the instigators of this incident.
“Have you considered it?” Taohua Ying asked lazily.
Yan Shouyi nodded.
Taohua Ying directly picked up the wine glass on the table and threw it to Yan Shouyi.
“I’ll go first.”
Yan Shouyi rubbed his fingers, as if this could alleviate the pain. Then, borrowing Wang Jiwang’s cleaver, he cut a small opening on his fingertip, and blood flowed down his finger, dripping into the wine glass.
He was now a Heavenly Fiend Corpse Puppet; ordinary swords, spears, cudgels, and sabers could not harm him, so only Wang Jiwang’s cleaver would suffice.
He took another cup, then took Lin Zitong’s hand and rubbed her fingers together, before ruthlessly slicing her finger.
After forcing out a drop of blood, Lin Zitong frowned and wanted to put her finger into her mouth to stop the bleeding, but she found that Yan Shouyi was holding her hand tightly, seemingly preventing her from doing so.
The big fool had another idea!
Lin Zitong’s eyes lit up; she guessed that Yan Shouyi had already tampered with these two drops of blood.
“Does it hurt? I’ll bandage it for you later,” Yan Shouyi whispered comfortingly. “For the injury I inflicted on you today, I will make Taohua Ying pay tenfold later!”
These words, falling into Lin Zitong’s ears, made her heart feel sweet, and her hand no longer hurt.
Yan Shouyi was not a coarse man; on the contrary, he was very considerate of his friends’ feelings. Apart from complaining, he rarely cursed or threatened others.
But this time was different. Because of Taohua Ying’s threat, Yan Shouyi had to make Lin Zitong bleed, but this had also touched Yan Shouyi’s sensitive spot.
Therefore, Yan Shouyi made an unprecedented harsh statement.
Yan Shouyi held up the two wine glasses and said to Taohua Ying from a distance, “The blood is here, is that enough?”
Long Feicheng, standing nearby, extended his hand and said, “If it’s not enough, I can add some!”
“Get lost!” Yan Shouyi retorted, turning his head.
Wang Jiwang, the more sensible one in the group, directly grabbed Long Feicheng’s neck and cursed in his ear, “I think your soul has already been bewitched by that Taohua Ying!”
“I’m just feeling guilty!” Long Feicheng explained. “What if Taohua Ying pushes her luck?”
“Just shut up!”
Taohua Ying winked, and the brothel madam stepped forward to take the wine glasses.
When the wine glasses reached Taohua Ying’s hands, she held them to her nose as if intoxicated and took a deep whiff.
“This woman plays really perversely…” Yan Shouyi thought.
“Alright, you can leave now.”
Taohua Ying, as if she had obtained a treasure, clutched the two wine glasses to her chest, not wanting to waste any more words. She then levitated into the air and flew into the Fenglai Tower.
The customers below, realizing what had happened belatedly, quickly looked up, but Taohua Ying had already vanished without a trace.
Only Weng Qianxiang muttered softly, “Pink.”
Seeing that the matter had been resolved, the brothel madam issued the eviction notice, “Hurry up and get out of here!”
Yan Shouyi ignored the brothel madam and turned to push Long Feicheng and the others out of the Fenglai Tower.
Weng Qianxiang, unlike Long Feicheng, had not been integrated into the group for as long, and their life-and-death bond was not as deep. Thus, he felt a bit guilty and quickly apologized after leaving the Fenglai Tower.
Wang Jiwang said with a dark expression, “This is the Ghost Market, and we still have important business to attend to. If Taohua Ying hadn’t let us go just now, what about Ma Xingping?”
The two also realized their mistake. Seeing their sincere apologies, Lin Zitong forgave them for the time being.
However, Yan Shouyi was the backbone of the group, and as long as he didn’t speak, the two still felt uneasy.
Yan Shouyi smiled slightly.
“Actually, it might be a blessing in disguise.”
“Huh?”
Long Feicheng was taken aback, “What do you mean by that?”
“I have a rough idea of what Taohua Ying wants our blood for, so I did something to the blood. I’m afraid Taohua Ying will suffer a bit later.”
“But if Taohua Ying suffers, she’ll still cause trouble for us afterward, won’t she?” Lin Zitong asked, confused.
“She won’t,” Yan Shouyi smiled. “You’ll understand when the time comes.”
…
Meanwhile.
After obtaining the fresh blood from Yan Shouyi and Lin Zitong, Taohua Ying went straight to her secret chamber in the Fenglai Tower.
As her graceful and enchanting figure entered the secret chamber, eerie ghost fires ignited around the previously dark room.
The secret chamber was then illuminated, revealing rows upon rows of bottles and jars, which undoubtedly contained fresh blood.
She carefully placed down the wine glasses and, looking at the alluringly vibrant blood within, couldn’t help but lick her lips excitedly.
“One is a Heavenly Fiend Corpse Puppet, and the other is the Ziwei Emperor Star. Their essences are also a perfect match. They should be two devoted souls destined by fate for three lifetimes. Using their blood, I can surely refine a pair of Mandarin Duck Fiends!”
Taohua Ying was not only a Ghost King but also skilled in refining fiends. All the thugs, girls, and maids in the Fenglai Tower were refined by her.
Even more terrifying was that all those people were under Taohua Ying’s control!
In other words, the vast Fenglai Tower was essentially operated by only Taohua Ying.
And now, Taohua Ying had obtained the fresh blood of Yan Shouyi and Lin Zitong. With a little refinement, she could directly control Yan Shouyi and Lin Zitong through these two drops of blood!
Thinking of the powerful Mandarin Duck Fiends she was about to possess, Taohua Ying’s smooth shoulders couldn’t help but tremble!
She couldn’t wait a moment longer!
With a flick of her fingers, two drops of blood floated in the air. Taohua Ying then reached out and grasped them, drawing out two fine threads from the blood drops, which began to wrap around her wrists.
The evil ritual had begun.
However, at a critical moment, Taohua Ying suddenly trembled all over.
Her body shook violently, and her previously silky hair quickly became disheveled. When she raised her head again, her former seductive charm was gone, replaced by a look of dishevelment and hatred!
“This blood… has a problem!”
“Ahhhh!!!!”
“Bastards!! You actually tricked me!!!”
In the secret chamber, Taohua Ying let out an enraged cry. She wanted to stop the ritual now, but it was too late…