Chapter 93: Two Gold Bars

After the battle, Yang Xun and Huang Qi lay side by side on the spacious wedding bed, panting heavily.

The air in the room was thick with an intensely intimate scent. The silk sheets on the wedding bed were rumpled and wrinkled, and pillows were strewn haphazardly across it.

On the wall, a massive wedding portrait still hung like a loyal sentinel. In the photo, Xie Haitao’s fat, round face beamed down, watching over everything.

From outside the room, the sounds of Xie Haitao and his cronies clinking glasses drifted intermittently through the door.

"C’mon, c’mon, bottoms up!"

"Boss is the man!"

"HAHAHAHA!"

The sounds of boisterous drinking games and clinking glasses created a lively racket.

Xie Haitao, in particular, was bragging and bullshitting to his underlings.

Little did he know that his precious trophy wife had been left utterly spent on the bed by his nemesis, too exhausted to even speak.

Yang Xun had no interest in their chatter. He closed his eyes and sank his Divine Sense into his Dantian, carefully inspecting it.

A moment later, he slowly opened his eyes, a look of understanding dawning on his face.

’So that’s how it is!’

This time, during his battle with Huang Qi, his Dantian hadn’t absorbed a single trace of Primordial Yin Qi.

The total amount of his True Qi was exactly the same as before, showing no increase whatsoever.

Yang Xun immediately understood why.

After performing Dual Cultivation with the same woman too many times, her Primordial Yin Qi could no longer be absorbed.

It was like a mine: rich in resources when first tapped, but gradually depleted with each excavation.

In other words, if he wanted to continue raising his Cultivation through Dual Cultivation and break through to the Fourth or even Fifth Layer of the Qi Refining Realm, he would have to constantly find new women.

However, this didn’t mean Huang Qi was no longer useful.

Yang Xun turned his head to glance at Huang Qi lying beside him, the corners of his lips curling into a slight smile.

This woman’s identity was too special. She was Xie Haitao’s wife, his enemy’s pampered trophy wife.

The psychological satisfaction he got from being with her was every bit as exhilarating as the joy of a Cultivation breakthrough.

Besides, Huang Qi’s spending habits were staggering. Eighty thousand a night, and she wouldn’t even bat an eye.

How could he possibly give up a woman who provided both psychological pleasure and cold, hard cash?

"Clean me up."

Yang Xun lifted a hand and lightly tapped his finger on Huang Qi’s glossy pink lips, a playful smirk on his face.

"You big bully, you just love picking on me!"

Despite her words, she obediently rolled over. Like a docile kitten, she slowly crawled in front of Yang Xun, lowered her head, parted her soft, full lips, and gently took him in her mouth.

Her soft tongue licked him meticulously, her movements gentle to the extreme, leaving no spot untouched.

The once high and mighty young mistress of the Xie Family was now completely conquered, as obedient as a little bitch wagging her tail.

Yang Xun closed his eyes, enjoying Huang Qi’s attentive service while listening to the voices of the men outside the door.

"Boss, another bottle!"

"Drink, drink, drink! We’re not leaving till we’re wasted!"

Xie Haitao was outside, bullshitting and drinking heavily with his cronies, while his beautiful wife was kneeling on their wedding bed, servicing another man with her mouth.

A smirk played on Yang Xun’s lips. His heart filled with an unprecedented sense of satisfaction.

’This feeling is so fucking good!’

...

「About half an hour later.」 The clamor outside finally began to die down.

"Alright, alright, that’s enough drinking. Now get the hell out of my house!" Xie Haitao’s rough voice came through the door.

"You got it, Boss! We’re heading out. See you tomorrow!"

A shuffle of footsteps receded into the distance, mixed with a few drunken goodbyes. Then, the iron gate of the courtyard clanged shut. The thugs had finally left.

KNOCK KNOCK KNOCK!!

Soon, there was a knock on the bedroom door.

"Honey, why’d you lock the door?"

Xie Haitao’s voice was wheedling and urgent. "My buddies are all gone. Open up, let’s go a round! I’m dying for you!"

Ugh...

Yang Xun’s lips twitched, and he barely suppressed a laugh.

Huang Qi, however, was perfectly calm. Without even lifting an eyelid, she said lazily, "Why do you think I locked it? Have you already forgotten the last time you barged into my private room at the massage parlor with your stinking friends and almost let them see me naked?"

"Fine, fine, you’re right, you’re right!"

Xie Haitao quickly placated her with a sycophantic laugh. "So open the door now, huh? It’s just us, no one else!"

"Go take a shower first!"

Huang Qi’s tone was full of disgust. "You reek of smoke and sweat," she said icily. "It’s disgusting, and you’re giving me a headache. We’ll talk after you’re clean!"

"But..."

"If you don’t wash up, don’t even think about coming in!"

"Okay, okay, okay! I’m going!"

Xie Haitao sniffed himself and, realizing he did indeed reek of smoke and sweat, shuffled awkwardly toward the bathroom.

Soon, the sound of running water came from the bathroom.

As soon as she heard the water, Huang Qi shot up from the bed like a spring, grabbed Yang Xun’s arm, and urged anxiously, "Go now! While he’s in the shower, you have to leave!"

Yang Xun nodded. He didn’t want to cause any more trouble either.

He quickly dressed and followed Huang Qi as she tiptoed out of the bedroom.

Huang Qi led Yang Xun through the living room and across the courtyard to the main gate. She pulled the iron gate open, her eyes full of reluctance. "Go quickly. Be careful on your way."

Yang Xun said nothing more and stepped out to leave.

But in the instant he stepped through the gate, the enhanced hearing granted by his Third Layer of the Qi Refining Realm allowed him to clearly catch a conversation coming from the bathroom.

"Hall Master... yes, yes, it’s me, Haitao!"

Although Xie Haitao kept his voice low, to the ears of a Cultivator like Yang Xun, every word was crystal clear, as if he were speaking right next to him.

"Two gold bars? No problem, no problem! I’ll go get them right away and deliver them!"

"Don’t you worry, Hall Master. You can count on me for a small matter like this! There won’t be any mistakes!"

"Yes, yes, of course. I’ll head out right now!"

With that, the call ended.

’Two gold bars?’

’Hall Master?’

Yang Xun’s steps halted abruptly, and his brows furrowed tightly.

Xie Haitao was an arrogant village tyrant, yet he was being so polite to this person, and talking about two gold bars like it was nothing?

That was no small sum!

At market price, one gold bar was worth at least several hundred thousand. Two gold bars would be close to a million!

’Where would a village chief’s son get gold bars?’

He then recalled Huang Qi’s accidental mention of a "mission," as well as Xie Haitao’s thugs talking about "business with the Hall Master."

Suddenly, it all clicked into place for Yang Xun. ’It seems Xie Haitao has someone backing him!’

’And this person they call "Hall Master" is definitely no simple character!’

For years, the Xie Family had ruled Xiaoxie Village with an iron fist, acting as a law unto themselves.

On the surface, their power came from the influence Xie Haitao’s father had accumulated over more than a decade as the village chief, but now it seemed things weren’t that simple.

’The Xie Family has a backer. And one who can help them make a lot of money!’

"Interesting..."

A meaningful smile touched Yang Xun’s lips.

He didn’t leave right away. Instead, he hid in the shadows, waiting for Xie Haitao to appear.

"Honey!"

Sure enough, after getting out of the bathroom, Xie Haitao shouted toward the bedroom, "I have to go out for something urgent! You go to sleep first!"

"Where are you going again in the middle of the night?"

Huang Qi’s displeased voice called from inside the room.

"Just taking care of some business! I’ll be back soon!"

Before his voice had even faded, Xie Haitao had already grabbed his car keys, rushed out the main door, and jumped into the black Audi Q7 parked outside.

The engine roared to life, the headlights flared, and the black Audi slowly drove away.

The next moment, Yang Xun emerged from the shadows. His eyes were locked on the receding black Audi as he quickly gave chase.

’I’m going to see exactly what Xie Haitao is up to!’