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332: Chapter 332 What a greasy chosen one of destiny, I want to kill him.

"Then you are free to do as you please."

Feng Yange said, leaning over to whisper instructions in Long Ze's ear before returning to lie on the chair.

"You go stay over there. We'll have your food sent over in a moment."

Long Ze led them to the pavilion in the courtyard. "You will stay here tonight. Do not wander about, or you will die."

Feng Jingyun was startled, looking around and nodding repeatedly.

[System, are you sure this woman is a transmigrator?]

[Host, quickly...]

Feng Jingyun's System went black. He called out a few times with no response, his eyes full of doubt. He secretly observed his surroundings; this woman was truly licentious, actually having over a dozen husbands.

Whether or not she was a transmigrator, he had to drain her dry and make her his Cauldron.

Feng Yange watched the screen projected by her System as Ling Feng fed her lobster meat.

"Mistress, does Feng Jingyun really need to stay?"

"He has the ten thousand soul banner in his hand. He will definitely make a move tonight. Do not get close to him."

Feng Yange finished the lobster meat. "The taste is not bad. Cook it a bit longer next time, and maybe try a five-spice flavor."

Ling Feng replied, "Mistress, should we add something to their food?"

"red fruit, perhaps. It tastes delicious and is quite suitable for them."

Ling Feng went to busy himself immediately, though he had to be careful not to let them dirty their courtyard.

"Mistress, why not just kill him?" Long Ze did not understand. Since he was the Son of Luck, just kill him. Why keep him and dirty one's eyes?

"You try a sneak attack and see what effect it has."

If she wasn't mistaken, killing Feng Jingyun might still be a bit difficult, but if he had illicit intentions towards her tonight, that would be different. His Luck would decrease, making him much easier to kill.

The night breeze blew gently. Two figures in the courtyard were sneaking toward the swimming pool in the yard.

"You keep watch for me later. As soon as I succeed, you go up. We will definitely be able to stay." Feng Jingyun whispered. Thinking of that woman's face and her figure, an evil fire raged within him.

The male cultivator looked around. The dozen or so husbands were all busy with their own things. Once it was done, it would be settled.

In the dark night, the swimming pool was shrouded in mist, and the air was filled with a faint floral fragrance.

Feng Yange looked at the two figures approaching, a cold, icy glint appearing in her eyes.

They really were impatient and had no brains at all.

"Young lady, I admire you. Can I be your husband?"

Feng Jingyun's voice was not loud. He was being polite before using force. If this woman didn't refuse anyone, it would be even easier for him to succeed.

"You are no longer pure. You are not worthy of being my husband." Feng Yange turned around. Her clothes covered her well; even in the water, he wouldn't be able to see her skin.

Feng Jingyun's eyes turned fierce upon hearing this. He licked his lips. "Since that's the case, I have no choice but to offend you."

Feng Jingyun leaped forward with a loud bang, breaking his front teeth. Feng Yange's cold voice rang in his ears. "Dark Thunder Domain, activate!"

Feng Jingyun looked up at Feng Yange's beautiful face, then looked around. Dark black walls and purple lightning were darting about. An invisible aura of slaughter made him panic.

"I... I'm sorry, I didn't mean to. I just like you too much, that's why I wanted to offer myself. If you don't like it, I'll leave right now."

"Feng Jingyun, I gave you a choice. It was you who chose to stay."

Feng Jingyun looked at Feng Yange in shock. "How do you know who I am?"

He had never said his name.

Feng Yange glanced at him lazily. "I also know you have a System and a ten thousand soul banner."

"You... who exactly are you?"

Feng Jingyun retreated several steps, his eyes filled with terror. "You are also a transmigrator!"

"Did your System not tell you my identity?"

Feng Yange was somewhat surprised. "I thought you knew. Your System is truly useless."

[Host, his System is a low-level one. I erased it as soon as it came online.]

"Well done. I'll top you up with a Top-Grade Spirit Stone mine later."

Her System was worth it.

Feng Jingyun was pale with fright. Instinct told him to escape, but he found his legs were like lead and he couldn't move at all.

"Who exactly are you?"

"Feng Yange. The Feng Yange who is number one on the continent's wanted list. You're not unfamiliar with that name, right?"

Feng Yange's light words made Feng Jingyun's face turn pale. Looking at her face, it truly lived up to the saying: the more beautiful the woman, the more dangerous. His System had ruined him.

"We are both transmigrators. Can you spare me this once?"

Feng Jingyun's eyes were pleading. "I promise I will never cause you trouble again."

"Fine. I'll spare you this time for the sake of us being from the same hometown. But if we meet again, don't blame me for being ruthless. I know all the bad things you've done."

Feng Yange raised her hand and dispelled his Restriction.

Feng Jingyun fell to his knees and kowtowed in thanks.

"I promise I won't do it again. I'll leave immediately."

Feng Jingyun turned around, his eyes filled with viciousness. They were both transmigrators, so why was Feng Yange living so well? She had so many husbands and was so powerful, yet she wasn't willing to help him. Once he became stronger, he would definitely make her life worse than death.

The humiliation of today would be repaid a hundredfold, a thousandfold!

Feng Jingyun was filled with monstrous hatred. He walked for a long time but couldn't find the exit. He was trembling with anger. Damn Feng Yange, she dared to humiliate him.

But to survive, he had to endure.

"Feng Yange, I can't find the exit. Can you tell me how to get out? I promise I'll leave immediately."

Feng Yange ignored him, her back turned. Seeing this, Feng Jingyun's anger flared. "Feng Yange, I'm asking you a question. Are you doing this on purpose..."

Feng Yange turned around and smiled slightly at Feng Jingyun. "What a coincidence. We meet again."

Feng Jingyun was stunned. This familiar line.

It couldn't be what he thought, right?

"Feng Yange, it's not like that. I just wanted to leave, I..."

"Dark Thunder Domain, obliterate!"

Feng Yange didn't give Feng Jingyun a chance to continue arguing. After a shrill scream, Feng Jingyun fell to the ground, his Soul floating up, his pupils filled with terror.

"Feng Yange, you bitch!"

Feng Jingyun pointed at Feng Yange and cursed loudly. "You never intended to let me go. How can you be so vicious? We are both transmigrators. What would it have hurt to let me follow you and be your husband?"

"I am handsome, and I am the Son of Luck chosen by the Heavenly Dao. You killed me, I curse you to be struck by lightning, to never..."

"ten thousand soul banner!"

Feng Yange raised her hand, and the ten thousand soul banner appeared above Feng Jingyun. Looking at the Souls struggling crazily inside, Feng Jingyun panicked completely.

"You... what else do you want?"

"If you don't work hard at Cultivating, you'll be brothers in the ten thousand soul banner. There are people inside who wanted to kill me just like you." As Feng Yange finished speaking, Feng Jingyun screamed as he was sucked into the ten thousand soul banner.

Feng Yange stretched. That was nice, another one solved.

"Mistress, something happened. Mo Bai ate the red fruit, and his heat period started early."

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