Tower. Storage Room. Morning.

  Bubai leaned back in his official’s hat armchair, summarizing the puzzle pieces he harvested from pollinating the rose...

  "So... you're saying Elder Mo rejected his proposal to acquire her through proper channels. That’s why that jerk paid you twenty spirit stones to sneak behind his master’s back and bring him here to cim the beauty?"

  The crimson rose, now busy gathering fresh dew on his p, gasped a breathy "yes" and turned her head sideways, her rosy lips hunting his.

  His lips were captured, but Bubai didn’t waste any effort in resisting her invasion, instead putting his mind to assembling the convoluted series of events that led him to this very moment...

  The open challenge for Xiao Lan from Long Batian had already been a gring red fg.

  Adding to this was Miss Meow’s news of Long Batian having an argument with her owner—over a woman under Elder Ma Pei.

  There had been so much foreshadowing... Now, everything clicked into pce.

  He cursed himself for not seeing it sooner. If only he had paid more attention…

  Well… honestly, there wasn’t much he could change.

  That Long Batian guy had long set himself to be his enemy, but eliminating an enemy is easier said than done.

  Before Bubai’s promotion to the foundation realm, the gap in strength were the shackles to ridding himself of this enemy.

  But after his promotion, the status of the other’s identity left Bubai in a very passive position.

  If it’s outside the sect, anything that happens has a good chance of being water under the bridge.

  But within the sect?

  If he wanted to beat the dog, he had to look at the owner’s face. Elder Mo wasn’t someone he could offend.

  So, Bubai could only build up his strength and bid his time, waiting to ward him off when the time comes.

  A head-on confrontation on stage was to be expected. Perhaps he would also need to guard against the spear in the dark once or twice…

  But since he was a chess piece on the boards of the paranoid elders, Bubai thought there would at least be a safe haven in the tower he would be renting from now on.

  As... Bubai never expected there were pig teammates ready to stab them in the back.

  Bubai gazed at the panting, rosy-faced woman pying real-life bouncing simutor on his p while condescendingly demeaning him…

  This Xiao Hong and that Long Batian guy are really a match made in heaven. No wonder they can stir up such a mess together.

  The paranoid Elder Mo had denied his disciple’s request to prevent him from being involved in the bait they set for a certain heaven-defying genius, but as they say: man pns, heaven disposes.

  Bubai was pnning to sit back to watch the fun, but he really didn’t expect the fun to fall on his head!

  Not retaliating… that was out of the question.

  Since this Long Batian dared to force his woman to give him a blow, it was only right for Bubai to blow him out of this world!

  Of course, even if Bubai spared him…

  Thanks to Long Batian’s unruly behavior, the poor man was destined to become cannon fodder for the real protagonist. Sad.

  As, the protagonist wasn’t here to cim the experience bag from the mob character, and now the trouble had nded squarely on his own head. Ugh.

  The torrent of memorable spring rain made the entire rose shudder…

  When another spring memory was brought to its end, Xiao Hong cast an amorous look toward the gardener.

  "No wonder that wicked vixen wanted you all for herself. To think a weakling like you would have so much vitality and stamina..."

  Bubai brushed off the lock of red hair sticking to her flushed face, just like he did with her probe. "Isn’t that a good thing?"

  Xiao Hong's expression darkened slightly. "Anything that wicked vixen wants is not a good thing."

  Bubai shrugged off her condemnation, pushing the topic forward.

  “Tell me, why did that dead guy come after Xiao Lan? For twenty spirit stones, he can get himself a harem of cultivators. Isn’t it nonsense to pay such a high price for a single woman?”

  This was indeed a question that had been nagging Bubai.

  While some men might be willing to go to great lengths for beauties, Long Batian’s obsession with Xiao Lan seemed disproportionate to her value.

  Bubai didn’t want to devalue Xiao Lan, but…

  This backward era was a breeding ground for many traditional values that were unfavorable to impure women, to say the least.

  Except for female cultivators strong enough to break all ironcd rules with an iron fist, all other women were subjected to these imposed values.

  It goes to say that even licking dogs won’t chase after a fallen goddess irrigated by so many men.

  Unless, of course, there was something worthy to attract sycophants. But did Xiao Lan have any such qualities?

  No bounty on her head. No special status. No known exceptional physique.

  Moreover, between twenty spirit stones of pure energy and the cultivation base of a woman that didn’t refine her dantian into a furnace meant for dual cultivation, any cultivator knew which to choose.

  So, what else could Long Batian be gunning for?

  His question prompted the fiery hot beauty on his p to turn around.

  Coming face to face with him, disgust was written all over her face, yet she still hooked her arms around his neck and the harvester started driving again.

  Bubai did nothing to stop her, knowing this was all part of their question and answer session… obviously.

  Unable to stand looking at the face that ruins her appetite, Xiao Hong buried her face against his neck.

  Feeling better, her rosy lips finally breathed a reminder into his ear, "Don’t forget. His foundation is the seed of pleasure."

  Recalling the little info he had gathered regarding the inner workings of the Seed of Pleasure Art, Bubai frowned.

  "The transformation into a sve of pleasure can’t be done in a day or two. What’s the point of coming for a few hours?"

  Xiao Hong’s expnation came as breath hot against his skin.

  "A few hours isn’t enough to turn her into a sve of pleasure, but it’s enough to fully pnt a cultivated seed foundation.”

  “Once this parasitic seed is in pce, it will leech on her cultivation to grow further, even absorbing all other essence as its nutrients. Tsk. Tsk. From then on…”

  Xiao Hong’s lips curved with dark amusement, btantly telling him how little wiggle room he had, “You’ll be helping him cultivate the seed every time your ugly thing pys with her... Even if he’s dead, it won’t change this fact!"

  Merlin’s beard. So sinister?! Why does this crooked scum still have such an annoying death rattle ability?!

  How to solve this?!

  No solutions came to mind. Feeling the frustration building up, Bubai helplessly grunted, "Know any way to solve it?"

  “Tsk. Tsk. Men, always dreaming for the impossible. But let me wake you up…”

  Xiao Hong looked at him with a face that embodied the epitome of mocking.

  “Just know, for realms below the Golden Core, this seed is almost unsolvable. Even if there is a way, it’s not something lowlifes like you can afford. So, my advice? Be like most disciples. Give up and buy your woman a good coffin. Once the symptoms start showing, you’ll need it."

  “…” Merlin’s ducking beard. A dead end, just like that?

  Seeing her partner’s darkening face, Xiao Hong giggled almost too happily and didn’t hold back in hammering the nail into the coffin.

  "Tsk, tsk. Once the parasite grows beyond a certain point… I’m sure you’ve at least heard of what happens to the women who become furnaces for this method."

  Bubai’s heart sank. Indeed he has. How could he not?

  It was one of the most commonly discussed topic among members living in the sect.

  From all the fragments of rumors he had captured, Bubai had pieced together the devastating effects of this hellish road of no return.

  Women under its influence would have their minds instilled with certain thoughts by the seed propagator, such as loyalty, guilt from being defiled…

  These mental hints are weak and resistible by will power at first, but...

  These weak thoughts would grow alongside the seed, gradually taking over and altering the woman's personality!

  From resisting the seed owner to becoming entirely submissive to the seed owner’s every beck and call...

  Simply pining for the seed owner every day to insatiable lust, even going as far as committing suicide if they couldn’t be nourished by the seed owner’s essence!

  It was like a strong addiction to a drug that induces soul-crushing dependence—Down syndrome at its finest.

  This was a very deadly means that left most disciples of the sect on edge.

  The only reason there was no public outrage against this method was that nearly every dual cultivator in this demonic sect harbored simir skeletons in their closets.

  Now, Long Batian had become a skeleton in his own closet. Unfortunately, his legacy came with this demonic seed.

  Bubai gnced upstairs and his face lost all traces of happiness. Trouble.

  When his eyes nded back on the hot flower watching him with a gloating look, as if she couldn’t wait to see what he would do, Bubai didn’t have the patience to py along.

  “Get down.”

  At his cold command, Xiao Hong screeched to a halt.

  Her rosy lips pursed defiantly, but under his icy stare, she meekly slid off his p and onto her knees.

  Feeling the rose now deliberately acting like a delicate flower, Bubai stood up and showed no mercy. He is in a hurry.

  On her crimson bun, the golden leaves on her jiazi jingled violently while the red bang hanging over her face swayed like a pendulum…

  Plenty of time has flown by during their information exchange, yet those rosy red lips were spared in favor of intel, but now that he got what he needed...

  This was where his conquest started. This was where it should end.

  “Mmph!” Oh Merlin. It’s a done deal—a good, good deal with a generous pay.

  In fact, the pay was so generous that some leaked from her lips!

  Yet, she still swallowed down the immense payload...

  Then, anger came to her face out of nowhere. Her eyes fiercely gred up at him, pushing away.

  After choking a couple of times, Xiao Hong shrieked, "This taste—! That time with that wicked vixen, it was you!"