43: Chapter 43 Xu An!

Just as Li Guidai was holding his beautiful wife, envisioning a grand blueprint of leading a group of Golden Core babies to dominate the cultivation world, with a "bang," the door was violently kicked open. Yang Qingqing rushed in, full of fire and fury, her face showing a mix of anxiety and anger.

"Hey! You dog! No, Brother! It's bad! A pretty boy has come from outside, dressed like a human but acting like a dog, claiming to be the young master of some 'Meiliu Sect'!"

"His arrogance is big enough to swallow the sky; he says his father is a great cultivator at the middle stage of Golden Core, and that he has taken a fancy to our Yuegui Pavilion, telling you to be sensible and hand it over! And... he even specifically named Sister-in-law to go and accompany him for some godforsaken tea, to discuss some ghost dao!"

Yang Qingqing reported this indignantly, especially grinding her teeth when mentioning the other party's covetousness towards Zhuge Yue.

Li Guidai raised an eyebrow. Before he could erupt, Zhuge Yue gently pressed his hand, soothing him with a soft voice: "Husband, do not be angry."

"Since he came looking for me, I shall be the one to 'discuss the Dao' with him and teach him how to behave." Her tone was calm, but a flash of cold, icy light had already flickered in her beautiful eyes.

If it were any other time, Li Guidai would have been eager to hide behind his wife and live off her, but today, having just broken through to the Golden Core stage, he was looking for a place to test his skills. Moreover, the opponent had touched his reverse scale—daring to covet his wife!

As he spoke, he clattered and pulled three items from his storage bag: the melancholy phantom demonic zither emitting a hazy, illusory light, the sky-piercing demon drum engraved with hideous demonic patterns, and the newly acquired sky demon soundbox with an even more menacing and domineering appearance!

"Qingqing!" Li Guidai commanded excitedly, "Go! Bring me that spirit light ball from our storeroom—the flashiest, brightest one that can blind people! Hurry!"

Although Yang Qingqing didn't understand why, she still followed his orders and ran out quickly.

Li Guidai then turned his head and flashed a smile at Zhuge Yue that was both extremely lecherous and confident: "Wife, sit tight! Watch how your husband uses the art of performance to make him deeply understand what it means—beauties stay away, handsome guys get beaten to a pulp! I guarantee he'll never forget it for the rest of his life!"

At this moment, outside Yuegui Pavilion, that Young Master Xu An of the Meiliu Sect was still strutting about with a few lackeys, shouting arrogantly: "Li Guidai! Get out here! Bring your wife out! Otherwise, this young master will flatten your dilapidated building!"

Just then, a figure appeared instantly outside the main gate of Yuegui Pavilion like a ghost—it was none other than Li Guidai.

Young Master Xu An looked closely and saw that the newcomer was dressed casually, with a temperament that was... a bit hard to describe. He immediately showed a look of disdain and arrogance, looking down at him with his chin tilted up:

"You are Li Guidai? Hmph, it seems the rumors are true; you really aren't much! This young master, Young Master Xu An, has taken a fancy to your wife; that is your good fortune! What kind of future can your wife have following a piece of trash like you? That vision of the Moon Palace fairy is only worthy of this young master!"

It turned out he had happened to pass by and saw the "Chang'e Flying to the Moon" vision triggered when Zhuge Yue broke through, and he was instantly struck by her beauty, leaving an indelible impression.

Li Guidai looked at this greasy-faced, self-proclaimed romantic pretty boy before him, and hearing his words, a nameless fire instantly rose within him, mixed with thick jealousy, and he blurted out:

"Damn it! I do not allow any man in this world to be more handsome than me! Especially not this kind of punchable handsomeness!"

Before the words had even faded, Yang Qingqing had already huffed and puffed as she pushed that basin-sized spirit light ball, covered in dense spirit stone lamp beads, to the door.

Li Guidai snapped his fingers, and the light ball was instantly triggered to maximum power!

"Hum—!"

A blinding white light flashed, and immediately, the light in the entire area in front of Yuegui Pavilion suddenly dimmed, as if it had entered the dark of night.

Only the rotating spirit light ball projected countless colorful, wildly twisting and changing beams of light, like a dance of demons, precisely focusing on Young Master Xu An and his few followers, illuminating them like clowns on a stage!

At the same time, Li Guidai moved!

He placed his left hand on the melancholy phantom demonic zither, while the sky demon soundbox and the sky-piercing demon drum were suspended by his side using spiritual power. All three magical treasures were activated simultaneously!

"Zheng—!" The demonic zither emitted a sharp screech that pierced straight into the soul, carrying endless sorrow and the power of illusion.

"Dong—!" The demon drum sounded, and the sound waves, like tangible black ripples, shook the mind and caused the blood to churn.

"Zzzzt—Clang—!" The sky demon soundbox emitted various distorted, noisy background reverberations that seemed to come from the Nine Nether Hells.

In this bizarre, kaleidoscopic atmosphere with demonic sounds piercing the ears, Li Guidai cleared his throat. Using an extremely devoted, even slightly butter-soft tone, accompanied by the inexplicably strong rhythmic "accompaniment" interwoven by the three magical treasures, he began to sing:

"Don't follow my left hand, right hand, a slow..."

He himself matched the lyrics, his left hand holding a "Furongwang" slowly tracing a semicircle, his right hand holding a "Liqun" following with a slow pull back, his movements stiff but carrying a strange, demonic allure.

"Right hand, left hand...~"

"Have you fallen in love...~"

And behind him, accompanying this demonic singing and light and shadow, the void twisted slightly, faintly revealing a blurred phantom that radiated a sense of some kind of "absolute law," as if some "King of Flattening" existing in concept was looking down, adding a few more points of eeriness and pressure!

The most miserable one was Young Master Xu An!

He was blinded by the spirit light ball and couldn't open his eyes; the demonic sound of the melancholy phantom demonic zither directly attacked his soul, leaving him dizzy and creating endless illusions!

The sound of the sky-piercing demon drum shook his spiritual power into chaos, causing his blood to flow in reverse; the strange, noisy sounds of the sky demon soundbox were even more insidious, torturing his eardrums and nerves!

What was even more fatal was that he seemed to have been controlled by an invisible force of law!

His body was completely beyond his control, and he actually began to follow Li Guidai's demonic singing and movements, stiffly performing the "slow motion" with his left hand and right hand, just like a marionette!

His face was even forced to squeeze out a weird smile that was uglier than crying, as if he had "fallen in love" with Li Guidai!

The few followers he brought were even more unbearable; they were already foaming at the mouth and convulsing incessantly amidst the demonic sounds and light, yet they were still following Young Master Xu An in performing the same movements.

The surrounding onlookers, including representatives from various forces who had rushed over to deliver gifts, were all dumbfounded, their jaws hitting the floor.

This... what kind of new combat style is this? A mental pollution attack?

It's just too... too brutal!

Watching the Young Master of the Meiliu Sect suffering soul damage while being forced to dance that shameful dance, everyone subconsciously shuddered, and the awe and fear in their hearts towards Li Guidai reached its peak in an instant!

Yang Qingqing covered her eyes, peeking through the gaps in her fingers, and muttered: "It's over, it's over. This dog thing is not only perverted in strength, but his heart is even more perverted..."

Inside the door, watching her husband's "artistic" way of punishing evil, Zhuge Yue couldn't help but cover her face with her sleeve, her shoulders shaking slightly, not knowing whether to feel helpless or amused.

Li Guidai looked at Young Master Xu An, who was gradually sinking and becoming intoxicated in his "musical art," nodded with satisfaction, and his singing became even more "affectionate"!