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"How about this, let's add each other on WeChat, and I'll send you two photos!"

The other person said.

"Okay, my WeChat is...."

Yan Mingyu provided her work WeChat.

Soon enough, someone sent a friend request. After she accepted, she opened the person's profile to take a look—it was blank, including an immaculate Moments feed, likely a newly registered burner account.

Wuu wuu...

The next second, the person sent over two photos.

They showed a man with a full beard looking imposing, smoking a cigarette while seemingly taking a walk in a residential area.

"I am not lying to you, I really know Feng Wudao!"

The person immediately followed up with a message.

"So what?"

Yan Mingyu asked in return.

She knew the other party definitely had ulterior motives, and by maintaining an air of nonchalance, she could better control the situation.

"Have dinner with me, and I'll make Feng Wudao go back, giving up this challenge."

The person replied.

Hmm...

To say Yan Mingyu wasn't tempted would be a lie. If Qin Yu were only to compete against Huang Lianying, the odds of winning or losing were even.

But if he were to continue the next day with Feng Wudao, it would surely be a dead end.

In essence, if Feng Wudao were to give up this challenge, Qin Yu would be mostly safe.

However, did this person truly just want to have a meal with her?

Yan Mingyu was no fool; the person's hidden agenda was most likely to take advantage of her.

Besides, who was this person really?

Could he actually make Feng Wudao give up this challenge?

Thinking this, Yan Mingyu replied with a measured tone, "Qin Yu is just my bodyguard. It's none of my business whom he chooses to challenge."

"Oh? Feng Wudao is the Vice Alliance Hierarch of the Southern Martial Alliance, with unfathomable strength. If he makes a move, Qin Yu is almost certainly doomed. Are you sure you want to watch him walk to his death?"

The person began applying pressure to Yan Mingyu.

"I don't want to watch him die, but I also don't trust someone who hides their true face."

Yan Mingyu's slender fingers tapped on her phone as she replied.

"Then wait a moment!"

After saying that, the person took a minute or two before sending another photo.

It was a selfie taken with Feng Wudao, but the facial features were blurred out, accompanied by the message: "I just want to tell you that my relationship with Feng Wudao is really good. In other words, I can decide whether Qin Yu lives or dies. Think about whether or not you want to have that meal with me!"

"...."

Yan Mingyu stared at the person's blurred face, feeling vaguely familiar but unable to recall where she had seen it before. Biting her lip, she did not reply immediately.

Ultimately, she deleted the chat history with this person and set her phone aside, then drove back to her villa.

She understood Qin Yu well; if he knew his chance to live was because she had dinner with another man, he would likely be very angry.

It was better to step back and see how things unfolded, to await the outcome of his match with Huang Lianying.

At this moment.

On Zhou Zixuan's end.

Damn it!

Seeing Yan Mingyu hadn't responded, he cursed through clenched teeth, furious.

This top-tier woman, if he could have her just once, he could boast about it for a lifetime.

Yet she wasn't taking the bait?

What to do now?

In truth, Zhou Zixuan had no means to make Feng Wudao give up the challenge against Qin Yu—it was Yuan Tiangang's wish, and not something even Feng Wudao himself could decide.

It was all about tricking Yan Mingyu into coming out, and when she did, it wouldn't matter if he had to use force or drug her.

But would she take the bait in the end?

Zhou Zixuan stared at his phone, extremely agitated.

He finally decided to wait patiently a bit longer. A femme fatale like her wasn't someone easy to get.

With that thought, Zhou Zixuan pocketed his phone, ready to outlast Yan Mingyu in a test of patience.

Once she couldn't stand it any longer, she would definitely reach out to him.

...

At that moment,

Qin Yu had returned to the small hotel, and after entering, he took out his phone and dialed Miao Xian'er's number, directly asking, "Did you want to see me for something?"

"Of course! Didn't I come to the East Sea just to find you? I'll send you my location, let's talk face-to-face when you get here!"

Miao Xian'er said with a kind of proud coyness.

"Hmm... Okay!"

Qin Yu agreed.

As the heir to Leigong Mountain, Miao Xian'er definitely had some extraordinary methods at her disposal. Now, when he was in desperate need of help, there was a chance that Miao Xian'er might actually have a way to help him get through this ordeal.

"Then I'll wait for you!"

After hanging up, Miao Xian'er sent the location of the hotel she was staying at to Qin Yu's WeChat.

After setting up the navigation, he got in his car and left.

Before long, he arrived at the hotel.

Ghost Granny was waiting at the entrance.

"Where's Xian'er?"

Qin Yu asked as he got out of the car.

"The young miss and I traveled to many places today, she's a bit tired and is resting!"

Ghost Granny replied.

"Oh... Did you go shopping?"

Qin Yu asked, puzzled.

This didn't seem like Miao Xian'er's style at all. She came to East Sea to help him, so why would she be in the mood to go shopping?

"No, we were looking for someone. Go upstairs; the young miss is waiting for you!"

Ghost Granny did not elaborate further and turned to take Qin Yu into the elevator.

Upon reaching the upper floor, Ghost Granny pointed at a room door: "You go in; I'm staying on the floor above."

Having said that, she entered the elevator by herself.

What were this old and young pair up to, acting so secretive?

Qin Yu scratched his head before finally knocking on the door.

"You've arrived!"

Miao Xian'er opened the door.

"Were you preparing to rest?"

Seeing Miao Xian'er clad in an oversized T-shirt that revealed her long, snow-white legs, looking very cool and comfortable, Qin Yu couldn't help but feel a bit stunned and asked.

"I sweated a lot from walking today, so I took a bath. What are you standing there for? Come in!"

Miao Xian'er pulled Qin Yu into the room.

While she wasn't very tall, her body had good proportions. The loose T-shirt just about covered her buttocks, and with her bare legs, she looked incredibly tempting.

"What did you guys do today? Ghost Granny said you were looking for someone, who were you looking for?"

Qin Yu took a couple of steps and sat down on the couch, asking curiously.

"Hehe, it's a secret..."

Miao Xian'er giggled, then sat down on the couch, crossing her bare legs and asked Qin Yu, "Do you want to improve your cultivation?"

"I do!"

Qin Yu nodded.

Even though he had been making an effort to diligently practice the Shen Zhao Jing, martial arts weren't something that could be rushed, and he hadn't made much progress.

Feng Wudao of Huang Lianying was already in his fifties, only approaching Half-Step Pill Holding, whereas he hadn't even reached thirty and was already at Huajin, which was quite impressive.

"I have a secret technique, which is Dual Cultivation; it can quickly enhance your cultivation level. Are you interested?"

Miao Xian'er blinked her sparkling eyes and asked.

"Uh... with who would I be Dual Cultivating?"

Qin Yu asked subconsciously.

"Of course with me, who else would you want to Dual Cultivate with?"

Miao Xian'er pointed to her own nose as she spoke.

Previously, Ghost Granny had mentioned that Qin Yu wouldn't gain anything from Dual Cultivating with her. However, firstly, she needed to find a way to teach Qin Yu the techniques of Dual Cultivation, so that when the time came to find someone with an Extremely Yin Constitution, it would be useful.

Naturally, the most suitable "teacher" for this was none other than herself. Stay connected via My Virtual Library Empire