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Chapter 3 - Wang Xuan: I Like It from Behind ( Part 1 )

Chapter 3: Wang Xuan: I Like It from Behind ( Part 1 )

The attack was vicious and sudden—a perfect sneak strike.

Yun Zhonghe was confident— Even if Wang Xuan’s skill was slightly above his, he wouldn’t escape unscathed.

The guy’s so young—how strong could he be?

The more he thought about how he’d spent days following Huang Rong, carefully waiting for the right moment to poison her, only for this guy to swoop in and enjoy the reward—

The more furious he became.

“Die, damn you!”

Just as he was about to snap Wang Xuan’s neck, his face twisted into a perverted grin— But the smile never had time to form.

His whole body was sent flying.

What just happened?!

“You—?!” Yun Zhonghe’s face twisted in disbelief.

That was internal energy projected externally!

He was a martial master himself—and yet he’d been repelled effortlessly.

Just how deep was this young man’s cultivation?

Not even Qiao Feng from the North or Murong from the South could do this!

“You…?!”

Yun Zhonghe’s eyes widened.

He was sure of one thing—he’d never seen this young man before.

Since when has someone like this been walking the martial world?!

Back in the temple, Huang Rong’s beautiful eyes widened as well.

To send one of the Four Villains flying with such ease… That had to be a Five Absolutes-level master!

Just… who is Wang Xuan really?!

And then—What happened next shocked Huang Rong even more…

As long as the green hills remain, there’s no fear of lacking firewood![^1]

Although Yun Zhonghe was extremely unwilling, the opponent before him was truly somewhat strange.

Immediately, the thought of retreat arose in his heart!

Though he was lustful, he was not a fool.

Caution ensures a ship sails for ten thousand years![^2]

“The wind is tight, time to bolt!”[^3]

After speaking, Yun Zhonghe leaped, intending to leave.

Having roamed the martial world (jianghu) for so many years, committing countless evils yet still surviving, his greatest reliance was his exceptional lightness skill (qinggong).

He believed that even in front of a grandmaster-level expert, he could come and go freely!

But just as he leaped, Yun Zhonghe heard a voice.

Though the voice was not loud, it resounded in his ears like a thunderclap!

“Stay!”

Wang Xuan softly uttered three words.

Then, a shocking scene appeared to Huang Rong, who was peeking from behind the door.

She saw Yun Zhonghe, who had intended to leave, truly halt his movements!

His originally wretched face was filled with terror, as if he had seen the most horrifying thing in the world!

At this, Huang Rong was utterly baffled.

No matter how clever and quick-witted she was, she could not comprehend the scene unfolding before her!

Then, a scream of agony rang out.

Huang Rong hurriedly followed the sound and saw Yun Zhonghe fiercely clutching his own neck, his eyes bulging with desperation.

After a few breaths, he collapsed stiffly to the ground!

Dead!

Seeing this, Huang Rong could no longer hold back. She hurriedly opened the door, rushed out, and cautiously approached Yun Zhonghe’s corpse.

She saw his face was ashen, with the appearance of having suffocated!

This villain had actually strangled himself to death!

“What… what did you do?”

Huang Rong turned around, eyes wide, and questioned Wang Xuan.

At the same time, she instinctively took two steps back.

Her delicate body couldn’t stop trembling.

As the daughter of Huang Yaoshi, one of the Five Greats, she had naturally roamed the martial world (jianghu) for many years, but such an unthinkable event was truly beyond her comprehension!

Although Yun Zhonghe was not a top-tier expert, as one of the Four Great Evils, even she would find him troublesome if facing him alone.

But now, this villain had actually killed himself!

And in such an absurd manner!

Huang Rong was filled with a bellyful of doubts.

At this, Wang Xuan smiled, stepped forward a few paces, confirmed that Yun Zhonghe was deader than dead, and said while sizing up Huang Rong: “Nothing much, just a trifling trick!”[^4]

This was the truth!

After reaching the third layer of Qi Refining, he could already employ some of the secret techniques from the Hehuan Sacred Scripture.

For example, Seizing Soul and Capturing Spirit!

This was a secret art that could manipulate a person’s mind from a distance.

Though Yun Zhonghe’s martial arts were formidable, he had no resistance against this secret art targeting the soul!

To put it plainly, in this low-martial world, the Hehuan Sacred Scripture, as a cultivation technique, was an absolute dimensional strike![^5]

“What, want to learn? I can teach you!”

Wang Xuan said, staring at Huang Rong.

As his cauldron, the stronger she was, the better.

That way, she could more effectively assist his cultivation, couldn’t she?

At this, Huang Rong naturally didn’t believe him. With a cold snort, she tugged at her clothes, trying to cover the exposed spring light.

Unfortunately, her tattered clothes could hardly conceal her proud figure.

“Who exactly are you?”

Huang Rong asked, wanting to uncover Wang Xuan’s background.

“My name is Wang Xuan!”

Beyond his name, Wang Xuan said no more. Instead, he stepped forward and looked directly into Huang Rong’s eyes.

“What are you going to do?”

Huang Rong immediately reacted like a startled bird, retreating several steps in fear.

Though it was only a brief moment of eye contact, she felt as if she stood completely naked before Wang Xuan.

From inside out, she felt thoroughly seen.

“So that’s how it is!”

Wang Xuan nodded.

In that instant of eye contact with Huang Rong, he had read her memories.

This time, she had left Xiangyang to seek aid from various sects, accompanied by several elders of the Beggar Sect.

After a journey of toil and constant setbacks, exhausted and distraught, she had unknowingly been poisoned with an aphrodisiac!

To avoid making a grave mistake, she had sent the Beggar Sect elders away, intending to find a secluded place to deal with it alone.

Unexpectedly, she encountered Wang Xuan in a dilapidated temple.

Suddenly encountering a man, the aphrodisiac in her body could no longer be suppressed.

Thus came last night’s passionate encounter.

“Young Hero Wang, yesterday’s events were a twist of fate. How about we both pretend nothing happened?”

Realizing the vast gap in their strengths, Huang Rong calmed down and decisively abandoned the idea of opposing Wang Xuan.

In her view, she was the one who had suffered a loss

He had his fun, enjoyed himself, and was the one who gained the advantage.

She only hoped he would never mention this again or tell others.

That way, she could perhaps deceive herself, treating it all as a dream.

Otherwise, even suicide could not restore her honor, and if she truly died, what would happen to her husband, Guo Jing?

What would happen to her two daughters?

But would Wang Xuan agree?