Chapter 40
Chapter 40: The Stunning Black Widow
Wang Yue reached out and lifted his dazed younger sister, seating her face-to-face in his lap, his thick cock still deeply embedded in her tender pussy.
“Xiao Ru, you don’t need to doubt anything, because even the most passionate love will gradually transform into a bond that may seem ordinary on the surface, but is actually even greater—the bond of family.” Wang Yue continued, “It’s the same with Mom Yan and Dad. They’ve been together for over twenty years. What binds them is no longer the love they felt back then, but a deep familial bond. And it’s the same for me. Mom Yan watched me grow up from childhood; she has a motherly love for me that’s greater than ordinary familial affection. It’s all family love—there’s no difference.”
“But she still betrayed Dad,” Wang Yaru was sharp-witted and wasn’t convinced by her brother’s fallacy.
“It wasn’t betrayal!” Wang Yue said earnestly. “I believe Yan’s mom still loves Dad in her heart. What we have is merely physical comfort based on familial affection.”
Wang Xin’er suddenly spoke up: “Xiao Ru, let me ask you this: when your brother fucks you, does it feel good?”
“Of course. I’ve never felt this good before,” Wang Yaru nodded honestly.
“Then if, from now on, your brother never fucks you again, would you still be happy?” Wang Xin’er asked again.
“No way!” Wang Yarou instinctively hugged Wang Yue tighter. “I’d never be happy that way.”
“Your mom’s the same. Dad’s been missing for three years now, which means she hasn’t been with a man for three whole years. You can imagine how hard that must be to endure.” Wang Xiner ran with her brother’s line of nonsense. “Now that I’m here to take Dad’s place and make her happy—and help her level up quickly—what’s so bad about that?”
“That’s true,” Wang Yaru seemed convinced by Wang Xin’er’s twisted logic, but still said, “But if we do that, Mom will become your woman too. What if Dad comes back?”
“If Dad comes back, Mom will naturally return to him. Am I going to fight Dad over a woman?” Wang Yue said with a straight face, though only he knew what he was really thinking.
Wang Yaru was finally completely convinced. “I get it now. Auntie, and the other two sisters-in-law too—Brother is making them happy on behalf of Uncle and my older brothers, while Qianqian and Shanshan, just like me and my sister, both want to be Brother’s women, right?”
“Right, Xiao Ru, you’re so smart,” Wang Yue praised with a smile.
“But Grandpa and Uncle San are missing too. Why doesn’t Brother make Grandma and Aunt San happy as well? Oh, and Mrs. Su too,” Wang Yaru asked.
“Well… it has to be consensual. We’ll talk about that later, much later,” Wang Yue mumbled.
“Anyway, Brother will handle things as he sees fit. Just don’t tell anyone about the dual cultivation,” Wang Xin’er reminded her.
“I understand,” Wang Yaru nodded, then suddenly wiggled her little bottom. “Brother, I want to fuck again.”
“No way. You’ve already had your fun once—it’s my turn now!” Wang Xin’er protested.
……
The three siblings’ intense sexual battle lasted a full two hours.
Wang Yaru, having just lost her virginity, was the first to collapse. After her fourth mind-blowing orgasm, she actually passed out.
Wang Yue slowly pulled his cock out of her pussy, turned around, and thrust into Wang Xiner, asking, “Xiner, what made you decide to bring Yaru along today?”
“Given how attached she is to you, she’d end up being your woman sooner or later anyway. Might as well let me play matchmaker—that way, she’ll definitely be grateful to me.” Wang Xiner laughed smugly.
“You little devil, scheming against your own sister! Just wait and see how I’m going to punish you!” Wang Yue said, thrusting forward forcefully, driving his glans deep into his sister’s core.
“Oh…” Wang Xin’er moaned in pleasure, but said aloud, “You rotten brother, repaying kindness with betrayal!”
“All right then, I won’t punish you.”
“No, please, good brother, keep punishing me! Fuck me to death with your big cock!”
……
After two consecutive orgasms, Wang Xiner could no longer hold on and soon fell asleep.
Wang Yue, thoroughly satisfied, held both of his biological sisters in his arms and drifted off to sleep as well.
Following this dual cultivation session—especially after absorbing Wang Yaru’s virgin yin essence—Wang Yue’s cultivation had risen to a new level, breaking through the barrier between the peak of the second layer and the third layer of the Return to Truth Realm.
In terms of the purity of his true qi, the gains were also significant. Since both women were his biological sisters, stimulated by their shared origin, the purity of his true qi had once again reached a new level.
Wang Xiner and Wang Yaru reaped even greater rewards, especially Wang Yaru, who leaped directly from the Body Tempering Realm to the seventh level of the Earthly Gate Realm. Such speed would likely shock even the most seasoned practitioners in the great martial arts sanctuaries.
Although this wasn’t Wang Xiner’s first time, the leap in her cultivation wasn’t as dramatic. However, given her high starting point, she was immediately elevated to the second level of the Tianyuan Realm. Taking into account the purity of her true qi and her signature move, her combat prowess was likely already on par with her grandmother, Liu Ruoshi.
Early the next morning, the three siblings woke up almost simultaneously and spent a few more tender moments together before Wang Xiner and Wang Yaru quietly slipped away.
That’s right—they slipped away.
Given their relationship and the results of their dual cultivation, the two girls could have easily left Wang Yue’s side openly, simply claiming they’d spent the night practicing together.
That way, aside from those in the know who would understand the situation, no one else would suspect a thing.
However, upon learning that her mother was in the same situation as herself, Wang Yaru decided not to make her “successful cultivation” public just yet.
Though she didn’t state the reason, Wang Yue could guess it was simply because she feared it would be awkward if Yan’s mother found out. His little sister was truly both intelligent and well-behaved, as well as very considerate.
After his two younger sisters left, Wang Yue also departed from the Wang family estate, driving his hovercar to the vicinity of the city center.
His destination today was still Li Yingying’s school—or, to be precise, he was looking for Li Yingying.
Although Wang Yue had always touted himself as “passionate but emotionless”—and even when he felt affection, it was limited to family—he wasn’t entirely heartless. After what had happened with Li Yingying on the bus yesterday, he couldn’t just pretend nothing had occurred.
Girls her age were particularly prone to melancholy and overthinking. If Wang Yue simply vanished after such an incident, it might leave her with lasting psychological trauma.
So it was absolutely necessary for him to come see her today.
By the time Wang Yue arrived, the morning classes had already begun, and he finally got to see firsthand what Li Yingying meant by “strict security.”
Since he couldn’t produce a student ID, no matter how much he pleaded, the security guard at the gate simply wouldn’t let him in.
Wang Yue thought this school was truly bizarre—you could walk in freely when classes weren’t in session, yet security was extremely tight during class hours.
But that didn’t seem to make much sense. If there really were some ill-intentioned person out there, they could easily slip in before classes started.
However, since they wouldn’t let him in, Wang Yue didn’t want to force his way through. He looked around and headed toward the restaurant that looked quite upscale.
This was where Li Yingying helped out during lunchtime. Going there would allow him to wait for her and also give him a chance to check out the restaurant.
If the owner turned out to be a pushover, he might even pull off a “domineering CEO” act—buying the restaurant outright to show off in front of the female lead and her classmates.
Since it was class time, the restaurant was rather quiet, with only a few female waitresses cleaning up.
When Wang Yue walked in, a waitress approached him and said politely, “Excuse me, sir, but we’ve already sold out of breakfast.”
“Can I sit here for a while then?” Wang Yue asked.
The service at this restaurant was excellent; the waitress showed no intention of rushing him out. She smiled and said, “No problem, make yourself at home.”
Wang Yue found a spot to sit and, looking for something to talk about, asked the waitress who had greeted him, “Miss, how long have you been working here?”
The waitress had nothing better to do, and since Wang Yue was young, handsome, and looked completely harmless, she saw no reason to be wary. So she put down what she was doing and replied, “Almost two years now.”
“This restaurant looks really upscale. The prices must be pretty high, right? Do you actually get customers?” Wang Yue asked.
The waitress laughed. “You’ve got that wrong. It’s true that our restaurant has upscale decor and high-quality food, but it’s not much more expensive than other restaurants, so we have lots of students dining here every day.”
“Then doesn’t your boss make any money?” Wang Yue asked curiously.
“I wouldn’t know about that,” ” The waitress said, then suddenly lowered her voice, looking quite gossipy as she added, “But we’ve done the math ourselves. After deducting rent, ingredients, our monthly wages, and all sorts of miscellaneous expenses, the owner barely breaks even—he doesn’t make a penny.”
“Oh?” Wang Yue couldn’t help but furrow his brow. That seemed suspicious—what kind of restaurant doesn’t aim to make a profit?
Besides, the waitresses here—though not as stunning as Li Yingying—were still quite attractive and very young, all in their early twenties.
Could it be that the owner of this place was just like him—a total womanizer?
The moment the thought crossed his mind, Wang Yue mentally scolded himself: “Pfft! What kind of womanizer am I? I’m nothing like that!”
However, he remained highly suspicious of the shop owner.
Being attracted to the opposite sex isn’t a flaw in itself, but it depends on who you’re attracted to. If the shop owner had any ulterior motives toward Li Yingying, Young Master Wang would absolutely not tolerate it.
So he asked again, “Where’s your boss? I don’t see him. Isn’t he usually here?”
The waitress replied, “Our boss lives right here, but he rarely comes out. Even we employees hardly ever see him. However, there is a new part-time girl who gets called in to talk with him quite often.”
Wang Yue’s heart skipped a beat, and he blurted out, “Li Yingying?”
“Huh? You know Yingying?” the waitress asked, sounding surprised.
Wang Yue was now almost certain that the owner here had designs on Li Yingying, so his tone turned sharp: “I want to see your boss!”
“Well…” the waitress hesitated. “I don’t have the authority to do that. At most, I can ask for you.”
“Then go ask,” Wang Yue said, waving his hand dismissively.
Before the server could go, another server from the far end of the restaurant suddenly called out, “Hey, you over there! The owner would like to speak with you inside.”
Wang Yue stood up and strode to the far end of the restaurant, where a seven- or eight-meter-long corridor opened up, with doors on both sides and at the very end.
The door on the left led to the food service counters—clearly the kitchen—while the door on the right bore a restroom sign. The restaurant owner obviously couldn’t be behind either of those doors.
So Wang Yue walked straight to the far end of the corridor and pushed the door open—since the person inside wasn’t exactly a nice guy, he certainly didn’t need to be polite.
“Young man, barging in like that is very rude.” As soon as he stepped inside, Wang Yue heard a voice as soft and alluring as silk.
Looking closely, he saw that the room was decorated like a living room. On the sofa directly opposite the door sat a woman, watching Wang Yue with keen interest.
She was a stunningly beautiful woman. In terms of looks alone, she was in no way inferior to the “Four Beauties” or the “Twelve Golden Hairpins”—in fact, she surpassed most of them. By Wang Yue’s standards, she scored at least ninety-five points, easily holding her own against his two aunts.
More importantly, though she was clearly dressed in a very conservative black gown—with no skin exposed anywhere except her face and hands—and her figure was completely obscured by the loose-fitting garment, the very moment he saw her, the first thing that came to Wang Yue’s mind was “sex,” and he even felt a stir of desire between his legs.
In short, she was an incredibly alluring woman. Even though she wasn’t dressed in the least bit seductively, she somehow seemed more tempting than those beauties who had stripped down to nothing.
Moreover, Wang Yue could tell that this woman was a martial artist. Although he couldn’t gauge her exact level, she was definitely no pushover.
Wang Yue remained secretly on guard as he looked at the woman and asked, “Who are you?”
The woman smiled faintly. “Weren’t you looking for me? Why are you asking who I am now?”
“You’re the owner of this place?!” Wang Yue froze on the spot.
This was incredibly awkward.
He had assumed the owner was some lecherous old man who’d hired Li Yingying to work here simply because he was captivated by her beauty, so he’d come intending to give the man a piece of his mind.
But he never could have imagined that this “lecherous old man” was actually a stunning beauty—one whose beauty, maturity, and allure far surpassed Li Yingying’s by a thousandfold.
“You were in such a hurry to see me, and you came in all fired up. It must be about Yingying, right? What’s the matter? Afraid I’m some lecherous old man who’s going to devour her?” The woman looked at Wang Yue with a half-smile, her tone teasing.
Wang Yue’s heart skipped another beat. How was it that this woman seemed to read his mind? She knew exactly what he was thinking.
This caused Wang Yue to label her with a new tag, beyond her beauty and allure: dangerous!
Actually, if that were all, Wang Yue wouldn’t have been so completely overwhelmed by her presence. After all, his own strength was undeniable—and with strength comes confidence.
However, he had misjudged her identity from the very beginning. He’d come barging in, ready to cause trouble, only to end up in an incredibly awkward situation. Naturally, his confidence had taken a hit.
So at this moment, he was completely at a disadvantage, forced into a defensive position.
“Since you’re here, don’t just stand there—sit down and let’s talk.” The woman didn’t press the issue further; instead, she gestured toward the sofa on the side, inviting Wang Yue to sit. Once he had taken his seat, she asked, “Are you Yingying’s boyfriend?”
Wang Yue shook his head. “No, we’re just ordinary friends—we’re just somewhat acquainted.”
He wasn’t being irresponsible when he said that; rather, although there had been that ambiguous moment between him and Li Yingying yesterday, neither of them had made their feelings clear. Wang Yue was a man of principle, so naturally he wouldn’t create a fait accompli before things were settled.
“Good thing you said no. If you had said yes, you wouldn’t be walking out of here today.” The woman’s face was still beaming with a smile, but her words sent a chill down his spine.
“What do you mean?” Wang Yue asked, wondering if this woman was perhaps a lesbian who had fallen for Li Yingying.
“Wang Yue, young master of the Wang family—one of Jinling’s three great martial clans—and the sole surviving male heir of the three families. You possess exceptional cultivation talent; at the age of fifteen, you’ve already reached the fifth level of the Qi Refining Realm. More importantly, you’ve long been betrothed to Chen Xi of the Chen family. ” The woman rattled off Wang Yue’s background as if reciting a list: “With an engagement already in place, yet you still go after Yingying—do you think I’ll let you off the hook?”
Hearing her say this, Wang Yue actually breathed a sigh of relief. At least she wasn’t all-knowing; she even knew about his dual cultivation, and her understanding of him only went back a little over a month.
“You seem quite concerned about Yingying, Senior.” Now that he was more at ease, Wang Yue spoke with greater composure.
“You still haven’t told me—what exactly is your relationship with Yingying?” the woman pressed.
“Yingying’s older sister, Li Menglan, is my personal maid,” Wang Yue replied honestly; there was no reason to hide this.
“So there’s that connection, too.” The woman nodded in understanding. “It seems you were the one who resolved the Li family’s troubles as well.”
“Did you know about that, Senior?” Wang Yue asked.
The woman nodded. “Of course. If you’d intervened just one day later, there wouldn’t be a single living member of the Crocodile Gang left right now.”
As she spoke, the woman’s expression remained utterly calm, as if the Crocodile Gang’s several hundred members were nothing more than a few hundred ants—utterly insignificant to her. Even if she were to kill them, it wouldn’t cause the slightest flicker of emotion.
This only reinforced Wang Yue’s belief that this woman was no ordinary person. He asked, “May I ask your name, Senior? And why are you so concerned about Yingying?”
“Just call me Yu Yan,” the woman said. “As for Yingying, since you two have this connection, I don’t mind telling you. I’ve taken a liking to this child’s character and temperament, and I wish to take her as my disciple to pass on my skills.”
“That’s quite a stroke of luck for Yingying,” Wang Yue chuckled.
“That’s right,” Yu Yan replied without a trace of modesty, nodding. “As long as she studies under me, even if her natural talent doesn’t match yours, I can guarantee she’ll surpass you within a year. So I hope you won’t treat her with any sense of superiority as a martial artist, and certainly don’t harbor any improper intentions—because her future achievements will far exceed those of your three great families of Jinling.”
Wang Yue paused: This woman’s tone was incredibly bold!
Having been tempered by countless years in his previous life, Wang Yue lacked the arrogance typical of ordinary youths, yet he was no less sharp-witted. He immediately replied with a smile, “I’ll take your words to heart, Senior. However, matters of the heart have never been under anyone’s control. What if, one day, Yingying were to fall for me? I wouldn’t be able to help it, would I?”
“Rest assured, that will never happen.” ” Yu Yan waved her hand confidently. “You may leave now.”
“I take my leave.” Wang Yue rose, bowed slightly, and turned to walk out.
“Remember, no one else must know about our conversation today. And you must never tell anyone that Yingying is studying martial arts with me. Otherwise, not only could it endanger her, but it could also implicate your three great families of Jinling.” ” Yu Yan’s voice came from behind him.
Wang Yue stopped in his tracks, nodded, and continued toward the exit.
Although he was curious about Yu Yan’s true identity, he knew she wouldn’t tell him even if he asked, so he decided not to bother.
Back in the dining hall, Wang Yue didn’t leave. Instead, he found a spot to sit down and began closing his eyes to practice his martial arts techniques.
Unfortunately, due to Yu Yan’s appearance, he found it difficult to truly calm his mind. As a result, the entire morning passed without him reaching a state of enlightenment.
……
Li Yingying was in a terrible state today. Although she tried her best to concentrate, she barely took in a single word during the morning classes.
That was because she hadn’t slept well at all last night.
Whenever she closed her eyes, Wang Yue’s face—almost more beautiful than a woman’s—filled her mind, and her body kept reliving the sensations from those brief minutes on the bus.
Sexual desire is a double-edged sword for a girl.
If she already has feelings for you, and you can arouse her desire—or even satisfy her sexually—then her feelings for you will definitely heat up rapidly;
But if she doesn’t have any feelings for you, making a reckless move to flirt with her will only turn her off, thereby completely ruining your chances of winning her over.
Li Yingying falls into the former category. She already had quite a bit of affection for Wang Yue, and after what happened on the bus yesterday, the tiny seed of love she had hidden deep in her heart has grown uncontrollably into a towering tree, taking over her entire being.
Yet the more this was the case, the more anxious and insecure she became. She knew just how great the gap between her and Wang Yue was; even if she wanted to be with him without any formal commitment, it would likely be no easy feat.
She even envied her older sister deeply—how wonderful it would be if she, too, could become his personal maid!
Although she had been in a daze all morning, the moment the lunch break began, she rushed to the restaurant as fast as she could.
She was truly grateful to the owner, Yu Yan. This older sister, whose beauty was almost blinding, had not only given her a part-time job to earn money for school but also treated her very kindly.
Like her mother, Li Yingying was a grateful person, so she worked very hard at the restaurant and never wasted a single moment.
Since she was the first to arrive at the restaurant, Li Yingying immediately spotted Wang Yue sitting inside, smiling at her.
At that moment, Li Yingying was overjoyed.
Yesterday, Wang Yue had said he’d come back to see her. She’d been filled with anticipation, yet also felt she was overthinking it—given his status, how could he possibly waste so much time on a mere girl like her?
But to her surprise, he had actually come, and judging by the look on his face, he’d been waiting there for quite some time.
Overcome with joy, Li Yingying couldn’t help but stride toward Wang Yue, but after taking just a few steps, she couldn’t help but recall the scene from yesterday on the bus.
A wave of intense embarrassment instantly slowed her pace, and she nearly came to a complete stop.
Wang Yue, however, stood up, walked a few steps toward Li Yingying, and said with a smile, “Yingying.”
“You… how did you get here?” Li Yingying asked, her face flushing crimson.
“I came to find you. Didn’t I tell you yesterday?” Wang Yue replied.
Hearing him mention yesterday, Li Yingying’s mind went into a complete whirl, and she blurted out, “Let’s not bring up what happened yesterday.”
“Are you still upset about that? I really didn’t mean to,” Wang Yue said with a sincere expression.
“No… I’m not angry. I just… I just…” Li Yingying hesitated for a long moment before finally saying, “I just don’t know how to face you. Wang Yue, could you please give me some time?”
Time?
Wang Yue paused slightly, realizing that Li Yingying had likely misunderstood something. But if he told her the truth outright, she would likely be devastated.
Besides, Wang Yue did have some feelings for Li Yingying. Letting this beautiful misunderstanding continue and eventually become reality wouldn’t be so bad.
So he didn’t set the record straight. Instead, he nodded and said, “Alright, I’ll wait for you.”
“Uh-huh, well, you should go now. I have to get back to work.” Seeing that the dining hall was starting to fill up with students, Li Yingying added hurriedly.
Wang Yue had actually planned to have lunch there, but since Li Yingying was “rushing” him out, he had no choice but to go along with it—after all, a shy girl could be quite intimidating at times.
Watching Wang Yue turn and walk away, Li Yingying wished she could slap herself twice. She clearly wanted to be with him, so why had the words on the tip of her tongue inexplicably turned into telling him to leave?
But when it came to calling him back, she was too shy to speak up. She could only watch him walk out, disappearing from view, her heart filled with turmoil.
This entire scene was witnessed by Yu Yan, who was watching the live surveillance feed from the back room.
The changes that had occurred since Li Yingying’s arrival made her sense that something was amiss.
She genuinely didn’t want Li Yingying to be with Wang Yue. Although Wang Yue was a decent guy, in her eyes, he was far from a suitable match for her apprentice.
But now it seemed that Li Yingying had already developed feelings for Wang Yue.
Yu Yan had originally planned to wait a few more days before discussing taking Li Yingying as her disciple. Besides, summer break was approaching, and she’d intended to use the vacation to lay a solid foundation for her.
But now, Yu Yan felt she couldn’t wait any longer. She had to bring Li Yingying into the ranks of martial artists as soon as possible and make her realize that the three great families of Jinling were nothing to speak of—only then could she sever her attachment to Wang Yue.
So, without waiting for Li Yingying to start her work, she had someone summon her.
“Boss, you wanted to see me?” Li Yingying entered Yu Yan’s room and asked with some concern, thinking to herself that the boss had never called her in at this time before. Could it be that she had done something to displease her?
“Have a seat.” Yu Yan motioned for Li Yingying to sit across from her and asked kindly, “Yingying, you’ve been working here for a while now. What do you think of me?”
“You’re a great boss. Thank you so much for giving me this job,” Li Yingying replied hastily. “And you’ve been so kind to me. I know I’m out of my league saying this, but you’re like an older sister to me.”
“What do you mean, ‘big sister’? I’m old enough to be your grandmother.” Yu Yan laughed.
“Huh?” Li Yingying gasped. “You… you’re a martial artist?”
From her appearance, Yu Yan didn’t look a day over thirty, and Li Yingying had assumed that was her actual age. But now that she heard this, she realized her boss had actually frozen her age.
And the only ones capable of doing that were martial artists.
“That’s right, I am indeed a martial artist,” Yu Yan nodded. “What about you? Do you want to become one too?”
“Can I do it too?” Li Yingying’s heart began to race. If she became a martial artist, wouldn’t that bring her closer to Wang Yue?
Yu Yan had no idea Li Yingying wanted to become a martial artist just for Wang Yue’s sake. Seeing how excited she looked, she seized the opportunity to say, “As long as you take me as your master and inherit my teachings, you won’t just become a martial artist—you’ll become a top-tier martial artist whom the vast majority of martial artists would bow down to.”
“Take you as my master?” Li Yingying could hardly believe her ears. As if in a dream, she asked, “Can I really do that?”
“Of course. I’ve traveled to many places over the years, but you’re the only one who meets my standards,” Yu Yan said.
Seeing that Li Yingying still didn’t understand, Yu Yan explained further, “You’re self-reliant and independent; you refuse to bow to reality, and you’ve never even considered relying on the wealthy. That kind of character is rare.”
“But surely there are plenty of girls like that,” Li Yingying said.
“In terms of behavior, there are indeed many, but do you think they don’t want it?” Yu Yan said dismissively. “ “They simply don’t have the same physical advantages as you. Over the years, I’ve met many girls with good character and striking looks, but in the end, they all succumbed to the allure of money and status and fell from grace. You, however, have not. Otherwise, if you’d simply nodded your head, that Liu Sheng could have provided you—and even your entire family—with a life of luxury and privilege.”
The current era is different from centuries past. Although the Martial Artists’ Alliance holds sway, the constant threat of ferocious beasts still places immense pressure on humanity’s very survival.
Consequently, people today are far more pragmatic than in the past. To secure a better life, selling oneself and bowing to wealth and luxury has become the norm—one need not even face moral condemnation, let alone legal consequences.
It is precisely for this reason that someone like Li Yingying is so rare. It was this very quality that Yu Yan saw in her, leading her to decide to pass on her teachings.
Realizing that Yu Yan wasn’t joking, Li Yingying was so overjoyed she nearly fainted. She hurriedly asked, “What should I do? Should I kowtow and ask to be your disciple?”
“There’s no need to rush into that just yet,” Yu Yan said with a gentle smile. “Let me first explain my true identity to you. After you hear this, you must keep it buried deep within your heart. You must never tell a third party—no one but you and me. Otherwise, whether it’s you, me, or whoever hears it, we could all face a deadly peril.”
Li Yingying was startled and quickly said, “Then perhaps you shouldn’t tell me after all.”
Yu Yan sighed. “If I don’t tell you, how will you know what to watch out for or what to guard against? Listen carefully: Yu Yan is just an alias. My real name is Yu Suxin, and in the underworld, I go by the nickname ‘Black Widow.’”
“Black Widow?” Li Yingying’s expression turned strange. “You’re so beautiful—how could you have such a terrible nickname?”
“Are you curious why I have such a nickname?” Yu Suxin asked. Seeing Li Yingying nod, she explained, “Because, on my wedding day, I killed my husband’s entire family.”
“What?!” Li Yingying was genuinely startled. Was this boss, who had always been so kind, actually that ruthless?
However, she refused to believe her boss could be that kind of person, so she said, “There must be another reason for this, right?”
“That’s right. I did it because they killed my entire family first,” Yu Suxin said. “I come from a faction called the Xuan Su Sect. It’s a sacred place in the martial arts world. Do you know what a sacred place in the martial arts world is?”
Li Yingying shook her head, looking completely bewildered.
Yu Suxin wasn’t disappointed; after all, Li Yingying was just an ordinary person, so it was only natural that she wouldn’t know about martial artists. She asked again, “But surely you’ve heard of the Martial Artists’ Alliance?”
“Yes, I’ve heard of it. It’s the organization that governs all martial artists in the land,” Li Yingying nodded.
“Silly girl, that’s just the surface of it. The Martial Artists’ Alliance doesn’t have authority over all martial artists; there are some factions that stand above it—those are the Sacred Sites of the Martial World,” said Yu Suxin.
“That powerful?!” Li Yingying couldn’t help but exclaim.
“Of course they’re powerful—otherwise, how could they be called Sacred Sites?” said Yu Suxin. “ “Compared to the Sacred Sites of the Martial World, the gap between them and ordinary people or martial artists is even greater than that between the Three Great Families of Jinling and the rest.”
By saying this, Yu Suxin simply wanted Li Yingying to recognize her status—to make her understand that the Three Great Families of Jinling wouldn’t even be worthy of tying her shoes.
However, what Li Yingying was thinking at that moment was: If I became a disciple of this Sacred Site of the Martial World, wouldn’t I be able to help Wang Yue in the future?
“Back then, my father was one of the sect’s elders, and my sworn enemy also came from the Xuan Su Sect—in fact, their family had a close relationship with ours,” Yu Suxin continued. “When I was twenty, my parents were suddenly murdered. I was completely at a loss, and that family found me, offering to help track down the killer in exchange for my marrying their son. I’d known their son for a long time; he wasn’t exactly a model of virtue, and I didn’t like him one bit. But at that time, I was consumed by a desire for revenge, so I agreed to their proposal without hesitation. Yet on the very day of the wedding, I accidentally discovered that the murderers who killed my parents were none other than that very family.”
Li Yingying asked in surprise, “Weren’t your two families on good terms? Why would they want to harm your parents?”
“Do you think the sacred lands of the martial arts world are all inhabited by reclusive sages?” Yu Suxin sneered coldly. “No, the scheming and backstabbing there is no less than in the secular world. They killed my parents simply to seize a rare celestial fruit capable of greatly enhancing one’s cultivation. After learning the truth, I pretended to go through with the wedding to their son, but during the tea ceremony, I suddenly lashed out and killed all three of them. Because of that, I became a wanted target of the Xuan Su Sect.”
“Then why didn’t you just explain everything to the Xuan Su Sect?” Li Yingying couldn’t help but ask.
“After my parents died, I became a rootless drifting weed within the Xuan Su Sect. Who would care about what I had to say? Besides, back then, my martial arts aptitude was unmatched among my peers. If I’d stayed in the sect, I would have inadvertently blocked the path for the offspring of many powerful figures—they would naturally have seized this opportunity to eliminate me.” “Yu Suxin said calmly, ”Over the past few decades, I’ve moved to a new city every few years—partly to evade the Xuan Su Sect’s pursuit, and partly to find a successor to pass on my martial arts. Now you understand why I’m telling you my background, don’t you?"
“I understand,” Li Yingying nodded. “It’s so people know what to watch out for, and try not to show off their skills in public.”
“That’s about right, though you needn’t be afraid to display your skills,” Yu Suxin said. “The Xuan Su Sect is so named because it possesses two major Heaven-tier martial arts: the Xuan Tian Gong and the Su Nu Gong. While anyone can practice the Xuan Tian Gong, very few can master the Su Nu Gong. In my generation, I was the only one who could. So even if you use it in front of others after mastering it, no one will recognize it.”
“It’s that hard to master? Can I really do it?” Li Yingying asked, sounding a bit unsure.
“Of course you can. After decades of research, I’ve refined it—now anyone can practice it,” Yu Suxin said. “Alright, I’ve told you everything I needed to. Let’s go through the initiation ceremony!”
……
As for Wang Yue, after leaving the restaurant, he momentarily didn’t know where to go. After thinking it over, he realized he wasn’t far from the Jinling Adventurers’ Guild. He decided to go see his aunt and the others, and ask about the voyage while he was at it.
So Wang Yue drove straight to the Adventurers’ Guild.
Although his aunt was in charge here, it was still an official institution, so he had to follow the proper procedures.
After the staff in the lobby notified Su Mengqing and received her approval, Wang Yue went up to the top floor and entered her office.
Su Mengqing wasn’t alone in the office at that moment; Hong Ling and the other three were there as well. A dining table was set up in the middle of the room, laden with food—clearly, they were about to eat.