The Martial God who started at Mantuo Manor

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"Back then... after I received the Langhuan Jade Cave from my mother, I knew that although the place was secluded, it was ultimately not a foolproof solution."

Therefore, they had already spent several years using this method to make numerous copies of those martial arts manuals and hid them in different places throughout the Song Dynasty.

Her breath, warm and sweet, mixed with her ripe, natural fragrance, sprayed onto Wang Meng's chin.

"You see that cave? I haven't been there for eight or nine years."

I was originally planning to take you there after this auction, so you could broaden your horizons, but I never expected…”

As she spoke, a hint of bitterness and resentment, typical of a young woman, crept into her voice.

"I never expected that brat Yu Yan!"

It's incredible that I was able to find that place based on just a few vague memories from my childhood!

"It's a boon for Murong Fu and those Japanese pirates, and that bitch (Wu Ma!)." After saying that, as if to vent her dissatisfaction, she drew circles with her fingers and pinched his chest lightly.

"That place is actually a geomantically auspicious location, they really got a bargain!"

But who would have thought that behind that door was my aunt... It certainly looked like my mother's doing; no wonder she told me not to open it under any circumstances!

Wang Meng remained silent as a large amount of text appeared before him.

[Mission: Dragon Soars Through the Flower Garden, Take Control of the Jade Cave!]

[Mission Objective: Before the countdown ends, become the master of "Mantuo Manor" and completely control the ultimate secrets of "Langhuan Jade Cave".]

[Mission Successful: Permanently solidify the "King of Waist" title and the "Dragon's Essence and Tiger's Fierce Kidneys" ability.]

[Mission Failed: Stripped of the "King of Waist" title, all extra kidneys destroyed, and the negative title permanently fixed as "Celestial Eunuch"!]

[Dragon rides amidst flowers, takes control of the Jade Cave! Complete!]

[Permanently solidify the title of "King of Waist" and the ability of "Dragon Essence and Tiger Fierce Kidneys"!]

[New abilities and fixed characters will be refreshed after the countdown ends.]

With the appearance of these words.

The countdown, which had originally seemed like a death knell, changed from red to blue.

Wang Meng understood.

It turns out that only at this moment did he finally take control of Mantuo Manor.

They've taken over the Langhuan Jade Cave!

These two tasks appear to be two separate tasks.

But in reality... they are closely connected.

Chapter 43: Who's the kind person who eats only protein mixtures for a late-night snack?

"Boom! Boom! Boom!"

Three muffled yet clear knocks came abruptly from downstairs.

The sound was like three heavy hammer blows, striking the room's enchanting atmosphere and shattering all the rising, viscous, and ambiguous feelings into pieces.

Li Qingluo, who was in Wang Meng's arms, froze instantly. Her body, which had been relaxed and as languid and soft as a cat's, was now completely still.

Her slender fingers, which were drawing circles, stopped on his chest, and the alluring warmth at her fingertips seemed to cool down a bit at that moment.

Immediately afterwards, a maid's respectful yet slightly anxious voice came clearly from downstairs through the door: "Madam, have you rested?"

Something has happened at the estate... I... I don't know how to handle it, so I've come to ask you for your instructions!"

The sky outside had completely fallen into inky darkness.

But from the direction of the distant courtyard, one could still hear the bustling noise, shouts, the creaking of wheels, the thud of heavy objects hitting the ground... like annoying mosquitoes on a summer night, continuous and incessant, disturbing the tranquility of this mountain village.

The smug, satisfied smile on Li Qingluo's face, which still had a faint flush, vanished the moment she heard that voice, replaced by a cold, annoyed expression of having her mood disrupted.

Slowly, with a clear sense of reluctance and longing, she straightened up from Wang Meng's warm and firm embrace.

Those plump, soft breasts that had just been pressed tightly against his chest were reluctantly, inch by inch, separated from him.

"understood!"

She gave a cold reply to the person downstairs, her suppressed displeasure enough to terrify the maids below.

She turned her head and looked at Wang Meng. The cold anger in her phoenix eyes melted away in an instant, replaced by tenderness and apology.

"Meng Guan, you should rest well first. I'll be right back."

After saying that, she stood up, casually picked up an outer garment from the clothes rack beside her and put it on. Her graceful figure drew a resolute arc, belonging to the mistress of Mantuo Villa, as she turned to leave.

The door that should have been their haven of tenderness was gently opened by her, only to be ruthlessly slammed shut behind her.

Once again, only Wang Meng remained in the room.

The luxurious rosewood chair seemed to still retain the softness and warmth of Li Qingluo's body, and the sweet, cloying fragrance of her body, like that of a ripe woman, had not yet completely dissipated.

Wang Meng leaned back in his chair, slowly closed his eyes, but his ears picked up everything around him. The constant noise wasn't just Tian Yan's men moving goods; it sounded more like the chaotic buzzing of a beehive that had lost its central command.

His thoughts involuntarily drifted to another woman.

Aunt Wu. The most powerful woman in Mantuo Manor besides Li Qingluo.

But now, she's dead.

He did not die of old age or illness, but was drowned alive. His remains have long since vanished, buried deep at the bottom of the lake in Langhuan Jade Cave along with the martial arts manuals that were submerged in the water, becoming an eternal secret.

She is the "head housekeeper" of the manor, Li Qingluo's most trusted right-hand woman, and the nerve center of this independent kingdom.

With her death, a huge and irreparable loophole instantly appeared in the defense and daily operation of the entire Mantuo Manor.

For a long time to come.

In fact, before using swift and decisive measures to eliminate all those potentially lurking, ill-intentioned spies, Li Qingluo would absolutely not, and would absolutely not, choose another "Wu Ma"!

She had no choice but to take all the power back into her own hands.

From strategies for dealing with a formidable opponent like Tian Yan, to the daily expenses and staff allocation for the resort... everything will fall on her shoulders alone.

This is a huge burden, enough to wear a person down completely.

This thought, like a spark thrown into hot oil, exploded with a "sizzle" in his mind, which had just been forcibly awakened by strong tea.

Wang Meng's lips curled up uncontrollably into a smile that was a mixture of helplessness and a sense of entitlement, with a hint of roguishness.

"have to!"

He leaned back in his chair, feeling the lingering warmth and fragrance of Li Qingluo's body, and muttered to himself, "I need to find a suitable assistant for her."

He was no longer thinking about the safety of the resort.

The only thought in his mind was pure and direct.

"Otherwise, what if we encounter something in bed next time that requires her to handle? Wouldn't that be a huge disappointment?"

The idea was so logical and so self-evident.

For him, Mantuo Villa is now his for the taking.

Li Qingluo is his woman, so she should stay peacefully in his arms, serving his pleasure and flattering him, instead of being bothered by those trivial matters, which would only spoil his mood in bed.

A "Madam Wang" who is constantly on the go and exhausted is far less appealing than a "female dog" who writhes and swoons beneath him, her eyes filled with seductive charm.

The problem is, who should we ask for this assistant?

Wang Meng's brows furrowed unconsciously.

He looked across the entire Mantuo Manor, and even at everyone he had come into contact with, but couldn't find a single suitable candidate in his mind.

A maidservant in Zhuangzi?

No, how can anyone tell which is a person and which is a ghost?

As for that ethereal "aunt"... Wang Meng couldn't even imagine what she would look like with any worldly taint.

The thought swirled in his mind, but he ultimately forced it down.

You have to eat one bite at a time, and you have to go step by step.

It's too early to think about these things right now.

He looked down at his hands, feeling the faint, stagnant, and stinging sensation in his meridians caused by the cold.

The most important thing now is to restore our strength.

Without strength, everything is just empty talk.

Thinking of this, he finally stood up from the chair and slowly, step by step, walked to the luxurious bed.

He didn't lie down, but sat cross-legged on the ground to begin regulating his breathing and healing his injuries.

He must restore his body to its peak condition as quickly as possible.

With hands forming a mudra, eyes slightly closed, and mind focused into the dantian (lower abdomen).

Guided by his thoughts, a warm stream of true energy slowly emerged from his dantian.

This is the "Mingzun Sacred Fire Technique".

The vital energy began to circulate along specific meridian routes, bringing a warm and comfortable feeling wherever it passed, dispelling the weakness and coldness caused by blood loss.

As the cultivation technique circulated throughout his body, the warm current grew stronger and stronger, gradually transforming from a small stream into a surging river, circulating repeatedly within him, attempting to flush out the lingering, cold energy that clung to the depths of his meridians like maggots clinging to his bones.

However, there were no warning signs whatsoever.

Wang Meng's body jolted, his brows furrowed instantly, and he slowly stopped circulating his cultivation technique.

He opened his eyes, his gaze filled with an almost icy, absolutely rational scrutiny.

The Holy Flame Technique of the Bright Venerable... is indeed a very good martial art.

This is perfectly understandable.

Looking across the entire martial arts world, this skill is enough to make countless second- or third-rate martial artists fight tooth and nail.

Its power is considerable, enough to uphold the reputation of a sect.

It can be said that this skill is considered to be of a high grade in the martial arts world.

But... that's all.