[Ding! Ye Chen's Dao Heart has suffered a critical blow... yet the host has not gained a single point.]
The revered Protagonist SlaughteringSystem only grants rewards only when a Son of Qi is slain or, their Heavenly Qi Luck is harvested and offered to the system.
However,
All of Ye Chen's Heaven-bestowed Qi Luck had already been silently siphoned away by Zhao through an ancient and forbidden method beforehand, thus the system is unable to reward any system points to Zhao.
Now, Ye Chen is but a hollow vessel; His fate severed, his providence stolen, noneless than a regular beggar outside the impure door of brothels.
oooh... This system points, this Zhao is indeed intrigued.
As far as Zhao Fan recalls he can use system points to uncover the secrets and veils under nine realms and thirteen heavens.
System, please enlighten this Zhao, can this one uncover the whereabouts of Ye Chen's mother using system points?
[Ding! As long as points are burned as offerings, the System can accurately tell the whereabouts of Ye Chen's mother, even if she is shielded by all-merciful Buddha or being personally taught by old age Laozi,]
Zhao Fan smiled sinisterly, while he ejaculated at the same time.
Splash! Splash! Splash!
"The Holy Maiden possesses the grace of celestial jade… To let my Yang essence be released into such a sacred vessel, ah, hah, hah, your mouth that dances like a phoenix upon this Zhao's humble flute, it is an honor beyond measure," he said, his hand resting atop her head, awaiting her to swallow every drop of his gift.
"Mmmmmppp..."
She choked softly, her throat tightening around his celestial rod as a few crystalline tears slid down her cheeks, like dew dripping from a lotus tormented by an untimely storm.
Silent offerings a proud phoenix kneel before a dragon's wrath.
"Mmmmwaaaaaaa~" With the grace of Young Master Zhao, she finally pulled out, managing to swallow the unusual amount of Yang essence.
She wiped her lips with her jade hands while her eyes were on his face.
"The Holy Maiden worked hard… Take this as a token of this Zhao's appreciation," he said lightly.
The space trembled, and from a ripple of distorted air, a pristine jade box descended, enveloped in a faint glow and radiating the fragrant aura of a profound-grade pill.
Ling'er's eyes followed its descent before flicking back to him, watching his unreadable face.
What is he trying to do…?
Is this some kind of trial?
Her hands trembled ever so slightly as she reached out.
I've already given my body… Am I not his woman now?
Then this must be a gift… right?
But even as the thought took form, uncertainty gnawed at her.
Ling'er's slender fingers trembled as they traced the jade box's cold, flawless surface, which was an unyielding contrast to the tempest swirling within her heart which was beating as fast as the running horse.
With hesitant reverence, she lifted the lid, revealing the sacred pills resting inside.
Inside the box were; a body-cleansing pill, a foundation-building pill, a blood-cleansing pill, a bone-strengthening pill, and spiritual pills for cultivation.
The cluster of spiritual pills glimmered softly, like stardust scattered across the midnight sky.
The quality of these pills was unquestionable.
Even the Buddhist monks might have their Dao hearts shaken with greed just by taking a glimpse of them.
"Th-Thank you for your grace," She stuttered unable to hold her excitement.
She has just reached the foundation realm, and the foundation-building pill will help her greatly, this was truly a heaven sent.
"Ah, The holy maiden is quick to forget... This Zhao is disappointed," Zhao simply shook his head.
Ling'er: "..."
But she quickly remembered his phrase that words are as meaningless as dust, if you mean it, you need to prove it through action.
So, what now?
Another mouth work?
"Forget it... This Zhao has some matters to attend to," Zhao said while he looked at his maid.
Find the dao brothers of this Ye Chen, make sure to slaughter them all.
He commanded using the spiritual voice that only Li Mei could head.
Li Mei nodded her head with sinister excitement and a joyous smile.
Of course, her hatred is completely justifiable, how come an ant that has yet to climb the peak of the mountain, issues a life-and-death battle against the Holy Envoy of the sect and young master of orthodoxy Zhao family?
A senior must teach the junior about the hierarchy and ethics of the world.
With a blur, her figure vanished from the room.
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The fairy attire elegantly covered her graceful curves, that was made from pure spiritual energy.
"Hmm, This Ye Chen doesn't seem to have many Dao brothers, his only Dao brother is Fatty wang, a blood of an elder within the sect," She pondered but didn't care much fatty wang's identity as the son of the elder.
In her eyes, the elder was nothing but a ant, that could be trampled under her jade foot.
What's more, it's his honor to lose his pig life under her jade foot after giving life to such a blind child who has yet to hear the greatness of Laozi and the stories of wise sages.
From eastern mountains to western seas, who dared to challenge the Young Master Zhao?
But just to make sure, she asked a few disciples about Ye Chen.
It seems Ye Chen has a Dao brother and sister.
The first one being the Fatty wang and the second one being Fairy Li.
It seems Fairy Li has revived a life-saving grace from Ye Chen, just a month ago.
"Strange, why is this Ye Chen so mysterious... Could it be the reason why the young master refused to make a move on him? Young master is wise, but what secret could Ye Chen be hiding..."
"Mmm, I will make sure Fatty wang receives the guidance from the King Yama himself regarding choosing the Dao brother, as for Fairy Li, she can be another furnace for Young Master,"
"But... More and more women will mean less time for me, should I kill her too, no, no, I will let young master decide that,"
She clenched her fist and moved towards Courtyard, where Fatty wang was resting.
Of course, she made sure no one saw her.
She even erased the memories from the disciple she previously discussed about Ye Chen.
Being wise and cautious avoids the calamity.