Chapter 147: Slave Contract! Wash Up Clean and Serve Well! (8000 Words)

A flash of bitterness crossed the depths of Yang Yanqiu's eyes as she looked helplessly at the silent Liu Qingmei, her expression revealing a hint of panic and fear.

Yet, deep in her heart, she began to speculate.

If she had wanted to kill her, given Liu Qingmei's strength and ability, she should have acted long ago.

But she had dragged it out for so long, not only failing to send any word but also acting as if she didn't exist; it seemed as though she had completely let go of her hatred, yet a few traces of resentment remained.

Yang Yanqiu had even thought that until her injuries were fully recovered, or until people from the Divine Sect came to take her back,

Liu Qingmei would never come to find her.

But she never expected that she would come after all!

Her expression was so solemn, her gaze filled with a touch of coldness, and her aura radiated outward with waves of pressure; clearly, she had come with oppression in mind!

"You may address this seat as Madam Ning."

"Yang Yanqiu, 32 years old, Saint Mother of the Sun Moon Divine Sect, younger sister of Yang Yanchun, the wedded wife of Yin Qingcang. In your early years, your sister died shielding Yin Qingcang from that sword strike by the Martial Arts Alliance Leader Zhang Ruoxu. Later, he took you into his chambers as his second wife. However, your temperament is relatively gentle; although you are the Saint Mother of the Demon Sect, you have rarely done evil over these years, and any occasional friction was mostly for self-preservation..."

"Am I correct?"

Liu Qingmei stood at the doorway, staring at Yang Yanqiu against the light.

From Yang Yanqiu's perspective, she was currently full of intimidation.

Yang Yanqiu frowned slightly, a flicker of helplessness crossing her eyes, and she sneered: "Madam Ning has certainly inquired into my background quite thoroughly."

"But is this right or wrong really so important?"

"What is meant by righteous and evil?"

"Is it truly the Demonic Path just because of the distinction in cultivation arts, or sect philosophy, rather than looking at one's conduct and moral character, and forcibly labeling them as evil?"

Yang Yanqiu raised an eyebrow, her eyes seemingly filled with a stubborn light.

Facing Yang Yanqiu's retort, Liu Qingmei's heart stirred slightly, but she paid it no mind.

If it were before, she would have carefully considered these words.

She would have thought hard about what exactly righteous and evil were.

But now...

What she cares about is whether this task can be completed.

And she cares even more about her husband! Staring at Yang Yanqiu, she slowly walked forward two steps, looking down at the other woman from a position of superiority.

"Whether to kill you or become friends, it all lies within a single thought of yours."

"What do you mean?" Yang Yanqiu immediately became vigilant.

As the Saint Mother of the Demon Sect, holding a high and powerful position, she was no longer the naive girl of the past who could only survive by relying on her sister's protection.

She understood one principle.

There is no such thing as a free lunch in this world.

Liu Qingmei would not let go of her hatred and befriend her for no reason.

There must be a purpose behind it.

To take, one must first give! Just like the intimacy between a man and a woman, every advance and retreat is the truth.

【Task Two: Coerce the Saint Mother of the Sun Moon Divine Sect, Yang Yanqiu, ordering her to become a slave, and have her sign and seal a document to become the private slave of your Binding Companion, Ning Mu. You may use the efficacy of the 'Spirit Restoring Pill' to entice her to agree. If she does not agree, cripple her cultivation entirely and keep her in captivity. Once she agrees, secretly control her to gradually dismantle or absorb the Sun Moon Divine Sect, or even take control of the Sun Moon Divine Sect, making it one of the nutrients for your Xia Lu, Ning Mu, to rise in the world! Completing this task will grant 5000 cultivation points and 500 Heroic Couple Points!】

【Note: To complete this task, the system has additionally issued one special control-type pill, the 'Life-Crossing Sentiment-Asking Pill', and ten special custom-made antidotes, the 'Forget-Death Infatuation Pill'!】

【Life-Crossing Sentiment-Asking Pill: This is a specially customized pill. After consumption, it will cause the user to gradually develop affection for your Binding Companion, Ning Mu. If she betrays the oath, she will suffer the agony of ten thousand ants gnawing at her heart and palpitations of anxiety. She must take an antidote at least every three months (minimum ten days). With the consumption of the periodic antidote 'Forget-Death Infatuation Pill', her affection for your Xia Lu, Ning Mu, will be raised to the point of absolute loyalty! This pill is unique, cannot be purchased, and cannot be given to anyone other than the target of Task Two, Yang Yanqiu. Please be aware, Host!】

Taking another look at Task Two.

Liu Qingmei remained expressionless and directly raised her hand in a wave.

In an instant.

A piece of paper filled with writing fluttered down and landed exactly on the empty space of the small temporary dining table in front of Yang Yanqiu, covering the chopsticks she had set down.

Yang Yanqiu was stunned for a moment, then looked down.

The first thing that caught her eyes were four large characters.

'Slave Contract'.

Her brow immediately furrowed slightly.

However, her eyes still scanned the content above very quickly.

Master: Ning Mu

Slave:

Supervisor: Liu Qingmei. Article One: The signing of this contract is based on complete autonomy and is drafted according to the true will of the slave.

True will?

Hah.

Yang Yanqiu sneered in her heart, then continued to read down.

Article Two: The Saint Mother of the Sun Moon Divine Sect, Yang Yanqiu, voluntarily surrenders herself completely to her master, Ning Mu, to become Ning Mu's private slave for life, unconditionally and completely obeying Ning Mu's orders, no longer enjoying any rights, taking Ning Mu's happiness as her own happiness, and Ning Mu's commands as her freedom. Ning Mu possesses complete ownership, control, and power of disposal over Yang Yanqiu. Yang Yanqiu must not only serve Ning Mu's daily life but must also become a tool for Ning Mu to kill or spare.

Hmm? Yang Yanqiu's expression sank immediately.

So this was the plan Liu Qingmei had in mind! No wonder she had never made a move.

She actually wanted to take her as a servant, to have her listen to and be loyal to her own savior, her husband!

Could it be that Ning Mu was the one behind this, telling her to do so! In Yang Yanqiu's mind, she couldn't help but recall the scene that occurred after Ning Mu suddenly burst in while she was changing her dressing that afternoon.

After all, only half a day had passed.

And Liu Qingmei had come.

Yet before this, Liu Qingmei had almost treated her as if she didn't exist.

This forced her to make such a connection, and even conclude that Ning Mu must be the one playing tricks behind the scenes.

It was just that what she didn't expect was that Liu Qingmei, such a dignified Martial Dao True Person, the once high-and-mighty Manor Mistress of Cangjian Villa, a figure who had shaken the martial arts world, would be so obedient to Ning Mu.

No wonder Ning Mu dared to keep her after learning her identity! So he had something to rely on! Hah! Yang Yanqiu sneered inwardly.

She did not make a decision, nor did she say anything more.

Instead, she raised her head, glanced at Liu Qingmei, and then lowered her head to continue reading the contents of the contract.

Article Three: Yang Yanqiu's body, will, life, consciousness, soul, dignity, and everything else in either a practical or illusory sense, all belong to Ning Mu. She must view herself as Ning Mu's plaything, pledge loyalty to Ning Mu, worship Ning Mu, and please Ning Mu. At any time and in any place, she must maintain absolute respect and loyalty toward Ning Mu from the inside out, and must ensure obedience to all of Ning Mu's orders (except for those that would harm Ning Mu himself)!

Hah.

Yang Yanqiu could not help but let out a cold snort, almost laughed out of anger by this shameless contract.

But she did not reveal any disdain.

Instead, she continued reading further down.

Article Four: Everything Yang Yanqiu obtains in the future, including but not limited to time, items, status, power, etc., must be regarded as a reward bestowed by Ning Mu! Yang Yanqiu herself acknowledges and wishes to belong to Ning Mu as a private slave; no matter when, where, or in front of whom, the status of a private slave shall never change.

Article Five: As a demonic woman of the Demonic Path, Yang Yanqiu must always remember her own baseness and wickedness, must accept any task assigned by Ning Mu, must accept any method of plaything-treatment by Ning Mu (including but not limited to beatings, verbal ridicule, etc.), and feel honored! Article Six: In front of Ning Mu, Yang Yanqiu has no control over her own body and must strictly comply with all of Ning Mu's requirements! Article Seven: From the day this contract is signed, Yang Yanqiu may nominally hold the status of wife to Demon Sect leader Yin Qingcang, but she must no longer engage in physical contact or marital relations with any male other than Ning Mu, including Yin Qingcang. If this article is violated, the supervisor Liu Qingmei will take action, causing her to be reduced to dust!

Article Eight:...

Yang Yanqiu's expression grew increasingly gloomy, her brows locked tightly, and from within her pair of phoenix eyes, intense anger gradually erupted!

The entire contract had over twenty clauses.

It even stipulated what kind of demeanor and expression she needed to maintain in front of Ning Mu.

What time, what kind of attire was required.

And so on!

The whole thing actually boiled down to one sentence.

Once signed, from then on, she would no longer belong to herself, but would be Ning Mu's possession.

As long as it was Ning Mu's order, even if it were just a glance, she would have to treat it as if it were from a god.

Moreover, she would also need to sacrifice her charms to entertain him!

Although Ning Mu was her savior.

The grace of saving a life is impossible to repay.

But this was not the way to repay it.

She preferred to believe that this bizarre contract did not come from Ning Mu's hand; although he was a bit absurd and lustful, he would not be this shameless.

This handwriting.

It was more like it was concocted by Liu Qingmei, this former Cangjian Villa Manor Mistress, to cause her embarrassment in order to take revenge! She just wanted to use this to humiliate her, so as to achieve her goal of avenging her 'ex-husband'.

She just wanted to see her base, lowly appearance!

'Slap!'

Yang Yanqiu's body trembled slightly with anger, and with a slap, she slammed the paper contract onto the table, causing even the bowl containing the delicacies to tremble twice.

A scholar can be killed, but not humiliated!

Although she was not some high-minded person, she was a woman who knew shame and understood etiquette!

Just as she raised her head, full of anger, intending to question Liu Qingmei.

The other party, however, spoke up first, unhurriedly.

"I have a pill here that can completely restore your internal injuries and Cultivation Points, and it is not impossible for your cultivation to even reach a higher level."

"If I remember correctly, before you returned from Southern Chu, your cultivation was generally at the Great Perfection of Internal Fullness, on the threshold of breaking through to a Sitting Reflection Grandmaster, right?"

"I can help you achieve the Grandmaster Realm!"

"And what you have to pay is actually not much."

"In this world, whose contract for buying slaves is not harsher than this?"

"Just like the maidservants outside, they not only have to serve, but also have to prepare three meals a day, and all domestic affairs require them to do the work."

"But you, you don't need to do these things, you only need to serve my husband well!"

"But if you don't agree, I will leave you with no chance to die, and then keep you in captivity; the effect obtained is actually the same, and I can still let my husband get pleasure from you!"

"After all, you have lost your cultivation, while I am a Divine Origin Realm martial artist, aren't I?"

Liu Qingmei smiled indifferently, then walked directly to the couch and sat down with a flick of her sleeve.

Then.

She took out a Spirit Restoring Pill and toyed with it in her palm.

She appeared nonchalant, but the corner of her eye was constantly watching Yang Yanqiu's reaction.

At this moment.

In Yang Yanqiu's eyes, she was undoubtedly no different from a blackened, vicious messenger of revenge! Hearing these words from Liu Qingmei, Yang Yanqiu was completely stuck.

Yes.

The other party was a Martial Dao True Person; with her strength, she had a hundred ways to keep her in captivity, making it impossible for her to commit suicide, while still being forced to become an object for Ning Mu to vent his lust!

This was the key to this 'negotiation'! All the chips were in the other party's hands.

The situation she faced seemed to leave no room for resistance other than signing this contract.

When even death became a luxury, what chance of winning did this negotiation have? At this moment, Yang Yanqiu could not help but feel some pity for herself.

And just as she was pondering.

Liu Qingmei spoke again.

"I have another pill here; this pill is a poison. Once you betray the oath, you will suffer the agony of ten thousand ants gnawing at your heart. You must take an antidote every three months, otherwise, you will wish you were dead."

Liu Qingmei did not state the rest of the words clearly.

But Yang Yanqiu was a smart person.

She knew that this pill was to control her.

And just as Yang Yanqiu was hesitating.

Liu Qingmei flipped her palm, and another golden, glistening medicinal pill appeared.

"There is one more pill, and this pill is called the Divine Origin Golden Pill!"

"If you sign your name and abide by the contract, when the day comes that you have finished taking the antidote, I will gift this pill to you. At that time, if your strength is sufficient, upon reaching the Sitting and Shining Great Completion, you can rely on this pill to directly Break Through Shenyuan and achieve the might of a True Person!"

"How you choose is for you to consider!"

Liu Qingmei flipped her palm, put away the Divine Origin Golden Pill, and then placed the Spirit Restoring Pill and the Life-Crossing Sentiment-Asking Pill next to the contract on the table.

She then waited quietly for Yang Yanqiu's choice.

Yang Yanqiu was stunned! At this moment, her heart held no resentment toward this contract, nor any thoughts of enduring humiliation to survive.

Instead, she was shocked by the several pills Liu Qingmei had produced one after another.

Especially that last golden, glistening one.

Divine Origin Golden Pill?

Upon reaching the Sitting Reflection Realm Great Completion, one could directly Break Through Shenyuan?

If such a pill truly existed in this world, then I fear that every major royal family, every nation's Martial Arts Sacred Land, and every elder and renowned master of the pugilistic world would go mad for it!

If such a pill were to circulate, it would surely become a target for all; everyone would want to obtain it, and they would spare no cost to do so.

To call it priceless would be to underestimate it.

The protection of a True Person means five hundred years of stability; who wouldn't want that?

And yet, for such a precious pill, Liu Qingmei was actually just looking for a tool to vent desire for her husband?

This is too absurd! What kind of soul-bewitching pill did that scoundrel Ning Mu feed this Martial Dao True Person, this heroine, to make her so loyal and devout, treating him like a god!

However.

A Divine Origin Realm True Person, achievable by a single pill.

Wouldn't that make it as common as cabbage?

Furthermore, if this pill truly had such effects, why wouldn't Liu Qingmei keep it for her husband Ning Mu to use in the future? Yang Yanqiu was shocked, but she maintained the necessary rationality, remaining half-skeptical of the effects of the so-called 'Divine Origin Golden Pill' in Liu Qingmei's hand. "I know you do not believe in the efficacy of this Divine Origin Golden Pill, but you should know that a few months ago, my strength was weaker than Ye Bufan's, and I was only at the Zuozhao Rumeng. How could I become a True Person in just a few months?"

"I think if you are not stupid, you should be able to figure out the crux of this!"

At this moment, seemingly having seen through her doubts, Liu Qingmei's voice sounded again.

Yang Yanqiu was startled.

Subconsciously, she looked up at Liu Qingmei, frowned in surprise, and asked: "Do you have many of these?" Liu Qingmei couldn't help but raise an eyebrow, shrug, and smile: "I don't have many, but as long as you sign this contract and serve my husband well tonight, I can keep this one for you until you have completely surrendered your heart."

"..."

Yang Yanqiu was speechless.

But whether this Divine Origin Golden Pill was real or fake, did it still matter to her at this moment? It was nothing more than a sweet date.

A sweet date that one might not even be able to eat.

"Pen."

After a moment of hesitation, knowing she had no choice, Yang Yanqiu could only hide her anger in her heart, her expression calm and unusually cold as she spat out the word.

As the words fell.

Her gaze turned to the two pills next to the paper contract on the small dining table.

One of them could help her completely recover her internal injuries and Cultivation Points.

The other was the Poison Pill that controlled her.

In truth, she also held considerable doubt about the authenticity of the effects of these two pills.

Being able to make a person's lost Cultivation Points fully recover, and even slightly improve, such a pill was also a priceless treasure.

If anyone could refine such a pill, they would likely have long since become an honored guest of every major power.

And such a pill would surely become an object of scramble in the martial arts world.

After all, as a martial artist, who could guarantee they would never be injured or have their Cultivation Points damaged? Thinking this, Yang Yanqiu picked up the two pills, then looked at Liu Qingmei with a complex expression, tilted her head back, and swallowed them both.

The next moment.

Her expression could not help but change.

She felt a surging, overwhelming internal energy born within her body.

After her shock, she immediately sat cross-legged and circulated her energy to digest this power.

And as she continuously absorbed the internal energy, she could clearly feel that her lost Cultivation Points were recovering rapidly, and were even much more robust than before! About half an hour passed.

Yang Yanqiu opened her eyes, her face glowing.

Seeing Liu Qingmei still sitting on the edge of the couch, a trace of complex light appeared in Yang Yanqiu's eyes.

The effect of this pill exceeded her imagination! She felt that her Cultivation Points had not only recovered to their peak but had even slightly improved.

It seemed that she was only a step away from breaking through.

Given time, she would definitely be able to completely break through the Inner Profound Realm and become a Sitting Reflection Grandmaster! If this pill was real...

Then what about the Divine Origin Golden Pill that Liu Qingmei spoke of? Heavens! In this world, there truly is such a miraculous pill!

At this moment, although Yang Yanqiu was not deeply convinced, her anticipation for the 'Divine Origin Golden Pill' in Liu Qingmei's hand rose sharply.

"How is it? I did not deceive you, did I?"

Seeing Yang Yanqiu open her eyes with shock, Liu Qingmei couldn't help but smile faintly, her expression calm and unruffled.

"Gulp~" Yang Yanqiu couldn't help but subconsciously swallow her saliva.

Immediately, she pursed her lips, looked at Liu Qingmei, and asked hesitantly: "Madam Ning, may I ask... where did you obtain such a supreme treasure of a pill?"

Liu Qingmei raised an eyebrow slightly and smiled faintly: "What, do you intend to ask for another one for your sect leader husband?"

"Don't forget, you are only his wife in name now, but in reality, you are nothing more than a private slave to my husband!"

Liu Qingmei's expression carried an awe-inspiring dignity, and her words were full of threats.

As she spoke, she glanced at the contract on the dining table.

Yang Yanqiu realized it immediately.

At this moment, the brush had long been prepared, and there were two extra copies of this contract.

She picked up the brush immediately and placed it at the signature line.

With this stroke of the brush.

Her life from this point on would be completely rewritten.

Faced with such a grave situation, she could not help but feel hesitant.

But in the end, she made up her mind and wrote down her name.

Rather than being unable to live or die, it was better to gamble on an uncertain future! After all, strictly speaking, Ning Mu was also her savior.

If she really had to choose between being unable to live or die and Ning Mu, then choosing Ning Mu didn't seem like such a big deal! As for the Sect Master Yin Qingcang...

To her, there wasn't much to consider.

After all, even for her, it had been a full two years since she had last seen Yin Qingcang.

The reason she became the Saint Mother was not because there was any deep affection between her and Yin Qingcang.

It was because Yin Qingcang had to rely on the power of her Yang Family to sit firmly in the position of Sect Master of the Sun Moon Divine Sect!

At the same time, Liu Qingmei explained with a calm expression: "There are three copies in total; you, I, and my husband each have one. If you go back on your word in the future, besides suffering the agony of the poison, I will also make this contract public and send it to the All-Knowing Scholar on Knight Island. You don't need me to tell you the result!"

"..." Yang Yanqiu furrowed her brows tightly.

This woman, what a vicious method! If she were to disobey even slightly, not only would her life be forfeit, but she would also be disgraced! She was afraid that she was the true Saint Mother of the Sun Moon Divine Sect!

This vicious mind, how was it any different from the demoness of the Demon Sect that the world spoke of! The so-called Knight Island was an archipelago formed by several isolated islands connected together, located at the junction of the East Sea and the South Sea.

This Knight Island drifted outside the continent, yet it reached deep into the martial arts world.

The master of Knight Island, the All-Knowing Scholar, specialized in all kinds of strange tales and secret histories of the martial arts world, rankings of strength, and summaries of martial arts world grievances, which were then made public or buried deep in history.

No one knew which people around them might be secret intelligence agents of Knight Island.

And no one knew exactly what kind of strength the All-Knowing Scholar possessed.

The world only knew that the All-Knowing Scholar was not the name of one person.

But an existence similar to a position! Every successor would walk the martial arts world under the name 'the All-Knowing Scholar'.

In short, the Knight Island managed by the All-Knowing Scholar was an existence similar to a martial arts world intelligence organization.

She was particularly interested in such jianghu secrets.

"Rest assured, Lady Ning's word is gold, and I am not a coy person. Since I have signed this contract, I naturally understand my status!" Yang Yanqiu said with a hint of unwillingness.

But while hesitating, she still pursed her lips and said: "I can become your husband's private slave, and even serve him well, but..."

"But may I ask a favor of you?"

Yang Yanqiu looked at Liu Qingmei with a burning gaze, hiding a hint of pleading in her eyes.

Liu Qingmei raised her eyebrows and said: "Tell me."

"You know, although I was forced to marry Sect Master Yin Qingcang, I have no children, and my only concern is the Saintess of the sect, Yin Hongling!"

"Although she is the daughter of the Sect Master and the previous Saint Mother, she treats me very well."

"If there is a conflict in the future, can I beg you, for the sake of me agreeing so readily, to spare her?"

Yang Yanqiu looked at Liu Qingmei nervously.

This was the only worry in her heart.

If she had any weakness in this world, Yin Hongling was one of them!

Otherwise, she would not have dared to venture alone into the Southern Chu Daoist sect with her Inner Profound Realm cultivation, trying to steal that 'Stone Spirit Sand Gourd'.

After speaking, Yang Yanqiu felt extremely uneasy.

After all, strictly speaking, Yin Hongling and Liu Qingmei should be mortal enemies.

It was Yin Hongling who had beaten the Villa Master of Cangjian Villa, Ye Bufan, into a state of critical injury and near death.

And Liu Qingmei used to be Ye Bufan's wife!

Although she did not know what had happened in between, the current Liu Qingmei, with the status of a True Person, was willing to serve by the side of this young boy, Ning Mu.

But how could past love be easily forgotten?

To Yang Yanqiu's surprise.

Upon hearing this, Liu Qingmei did not even think much before nodding directly, then said: "As long as she does not commit evil in the future, if there is a day of conflict, for your sake, I will naturally protect her safety!"

"However, only this one person!"

The implication was that she could only make this one request.

The remaining requests should be made by her or her husband! Hearing this, Yang Yanqiu was suddenly pleasantly surprised and nodded busily.

"Yes, yes, yes, thank you, Madam, for your grace!"

"Alright, you have finished your request, it is my turn to make a request."

Liu Qingmei looked at Yang Yanqiu with a smile that was not quite a smile.

Yang Yanqiu's heart skipped a beat.

What was meant to come had finally come! She became nervous, her hands clutching the corners of her clothes, her knuckles turning white, and she nodded with a hint of bewilderment in her eyes.

"My request is very simple. After you return to the Sun Moon Divine Sect, you must find a way to gradually disintegrate the Sun Moon Divine Sect, or absorb and control it, and present it to your master in the future!"

Yang Yanqiu widened her eyes in disbelief as she looked at Liu Qingmei.

This... was still very simple? The Sun Moon Divine Sect had tens of thousands of members, and its power was deeply intertwined; let alone controlling it, even controlling a single hall or rudder would make one an extremely formidable figure.

As a woman, although she was the Saint Mother of the sect, she rarely interfered in the affairs of the sect.

She had even less qualification to intervene in the family affairs of the Yang Family.

To let her, a nominal Saint Mother, control the Sun Moon Divine Sect with its tens of thousands of people? How could this be possible!

"I know it's difficult, but one only knows if something is possible after trying!" Liu Qingmei smiled.

With a flip of her palm, a medicinal pill appeared in her hand.

Yang Yanqiu's gaze instantly sharpened.

She recognized this pill.

It was this very pill that had just allowed her internal injuries to fully recover, not to mention that her Cultivation Points had also completely returned to their original state, and even improved significantly!

She had just been thinking that if there were any extra pills like this.

She could take one back for Hongling; that way, she would no longer have to worry about her injuries!

But she was only thinking about it.

After all, such a precious pill was not easily obtained; having one was already a blessing from the heavens! Yet she never expected Liu Qingmei to take out another one.

"This... this is?"

Liu Qingmei raised an eyebrow slightly and said, "This pill is called a Spirit Restoring Pill. You have just witnessed its efficacy, and I believe you have some discernment to know how precious it is. I fear that for such a tiny pill, many royal families would be willing to trade an entire city for it."

"I don't have many; this is the last one."

"I can give it to you. When you are fully healed and return, take it back to your Saintess, Yin Hongling, to cure her injuries, let her become your support, and assist you in seizing control of the Sun Moon Divine Sect."

"How about it, do you agree?"

Liu Qingmei's tone carried a hint of seduction, and a wicked smile played on the corners of her mouth.

Yin Hongling was Yang Yanqiu's weak spot. Although this Spirit Restoring Pill was precious and made her somewhat reluctant to part with it, if she could use this pill to trade for Yang Yanqiu's loyalty and the Sun Moon Divine Sect, it was a profit no matter how one calculated it.

If she or Ning Mu needed to use a Spirit Restoring Pill in the future, they could simply purchase another one at the Xia Lu Black Market.

It was just that they could no longer give them away to outsiders.

Hearing this, Yang Yanqiu knew she had no choice.

If she had Hongling's support, this matter was not impossible to achieve.

More importantly, she needed this 'Spirit Restoring Pill' to save Hongling's injuries! "Fine! I will do my best!"

Yang Yanqiu nodded solemnly.

Liu Qingmei could not help but smile slightly, her eyebrows arched, looking at her with a shimmering expression as she scrutinized her up and down.

"Hmm, not bad."

"The figure is fine, the buttocks and breasts are both large enough; my husband will like it!"

"However, this scar of yours is an eyesore."

Liu Qingmei frowned.

Listening to the other party comment on her like this, and seeing the light in her eyes as if she were selecting merchandise, a strong sense of discomfort surged in Yang Yanqiu's heart.

What exactly was wrong with this woman?

Rumors previously held her to be virtuous and kind, dignified and elegant, a model of a wife who supports her husband and educates her children.

Yet, the woman before her now did not have a shred of dignity or virtue left.

She was exactly like a Red Courtesan in a flower house.

Shameless and wanton! "Wait here, I'm going to call my husband. You go wash up; is your body able to move? Or should I have Xiaoya come over to help you wash?"

Liu Qingmei stood up, full of excitement, wanting to go find Ning Mu to claim credit.

Yang Yanqiu's face flushed slightly, and she immediately nodded hurriedly, saying, "I can do it myself; once the internal injuries are recovered, it is fine!"

Her heart suddenly became filled with trepidation.

She could not help but recall that encounter with Ning Mu in the afternoon when she was changing her medicine.

She was, after all, the wife of the Sun Moon Divine Sect leader, the Saint Mother of the sect, who stood above ten thousand people with only one person above her.

Fate was always so full of twists and turns.

One accident had changed her entire life.

A dignified Saint Mother, now forced to submit to reality, compelled by Liu Qingmei's lewd power to become the private slave of that young boy Ning Mu, and even having to find ways to use her body to please him, to make him happy...

Even with Yin Qingcang, she had never proactively served him.

Just thinking about it made her angry.

But more than that, it was an indescribable, heart-fluttering agitation and an unspeakable shame! If time could turn back and she could do it all over again, knowing this would be the result, she would rather die than leave the headquarters alone to recklessly intrude upon that Southern Chu Daoist sect! "As long as you can move, then wash yourself clean and serve him well."

Liu Qingmei gave a bewitching smile and then left the room.

She was already impatient to see the scene of this Demon Sect Saint Mother submitting beneath her husband.

She vaguely felt that Ye Yin's old home seemed to be getting a bit damp.

(End of this chapter)