Chapter 738

The shop assistant nodded in agreement: "Who says it isn't! I won't say more, I won't say more, the dishes will get cold soon! Sir, take your time, call me if you need anything!"

Ye Liuyun saw the shop assistant off and asked him to help close the door.

Those inside had long figured out that Ye Liuyun was pumping the shop assistant for information about the Qian family, and now they all looked at him, waiting for an explanation.

Wu Qingcheng and Lei Ming even guessed that he was eyeing the spirit stone vein.

Ye Liuyun didn't hide it either, and told them of his plan to go to the Qian family and seize the spirit marrow of the vein.

Du Yan and the others stared with their mouths wide open!

"Are you going to rob an ancient martial clan of their lifeblood?" Du Yan thought he had misheard!

"You kid, have you gotten full of yourself? Although we know your abilities have grown a lot, compared to a clan it's still not enough!" Li Sanniang said exaggeratedly.

Tuozi and Bojiao also stared at Ye Liuyun, as if he were abnormal.

Ye Liuyun gave a slight smile and said to everyone: "I didn't say I would rob them outright! Though there would naturally be some obstacles. But now, don't we have the Qian family's young master?"

Everyone immediately understood that Ye Liuyun intended to use Qian Yuan to enter the Qian family, making it easier for him to steal the spirit marrow.

However, Du Yan still shook his head worriedly.

Tuozi and Li Sanniang, however, slowly nodded, indicating approval.

Wu Qingcheng, Lei Ming, and the others were all excited.

Du Yan spoke up: "Even if we get it, how will we escape? Our Level 3 Battleship might not be able to outrun them!"

For a family that possesses a vein, even the best warship will have preparations. He isn't worried that Ye Liuyun won't get the spirit marrow; he's considering how to shake off the Qian family's pursuit after obtaining it.

"If the item is taken by Young Master Qian Yuan, and then the young master disappears afterward?" Ye Liuyun gave Du Yan a meaningful look.

"Are you sure you can control him?" Du Yan asked again.

Ye Liuyun nodded.

He can use a Slave Seal on the soul to control Qian Yuan's soul, just like placing a slave seal on ferocious beasts.

Anyway, dealing with Qian Yuan, that bullying rich scion, Ye Liuyun wouldn't feel guilty. Taking the opportunity to rid the populace of a menace—why not?

Du Yan thought over Ye Liuyun's past deeds and also resolved to take a risk.

"Since you're confident, we'll go crazy with you! What do you need us to do?" Du Yan asked.

"Distract their attention. Let me get close to him and plant a Slave Seal on his soul. But we must not let anyone else notice."

"I can set up a formation!" Tuozi volunteered.

"Yu Er and I can use illusion arts!" Wu Qingcheng also suggested, and Yu Er nodded. Yu Er had been practicing illusion arts with Wu Qingcheng lately and had made considerable progress.

Su Miaoyin also said: "My flute can be used too!"

Ye Liuyun also smiled and said: "Good, then let's put on a good show together…"

While eating, they assigned roles and discussed putting on a play for Qian Yuan and the others.

After they finished discussing and the meal was done, they first left the restaurant.

Not long after, Du Yan alone, dressed in dirty clothes, hid in a corner far from the restaurant, waiting for Qian Yuan and company to come out.

Qian Yuan and company hadn't eaten long either; after leaving the restaurant they went to a teahouse to drink tea, and only when it grew dark did they emerge from the teahouse, preparing to go to the music block to listen to tunes and have fun!

Suddenly, a melodious flute sound drifted over.

"Huh? Where is that flute coming from?"

Qian Yuan and the others were all drawn in by the flute!

"Let's go check it out!" someone suggested.

"Go!" Qian Yuan took the lead, rushing toward the flute sound.

Du Yan, hiding in the distance, watched them take the bait and couldn't help but smile.

They hadn't gone far when they saw Su Miaoyin playing her flute in the courtyard of an ordinary civilian house. Beside her lay a White Tiger, eyes half-closed, quietly listening to her melody.

Su Miaoyin's eyes were like cut water, her lips vermilion and face jade-like, wearing a blue dress with flowing black hair that swayed in the wind.

The flute's melody was graceful and lingering, expressing boundless sorrow.

This scene made those dissolute scions unable to help but feel their hearts stir, arousing pity.

"Mother, is Sister Miaoyin getting married tonight? Why does she seem unhappy?" A mother and child happened to be passing by, and the boy asked his mother puzzledly.

"What does a child know! Miaoyin is being forced to marry to pay off a debt! The man is a cripple, of course she's not happy!"

The mother's tone was full of regret. After speaking, she gazed toward Su Miaoyin and let out a long sigh.

This mother and son were Li Sanniang and a little beggar acting. Their words were naturally meant for Qian Yuan and company to hear.

After finishing this segment of the performance, they considered the task done!

Their goal was to make Qian Yuan and the others believe that Su Miaoyin was a local, and to let them know she currently has difficulties and needs help.

At this moment, Su Miaoyin's flute sound also ceased.

Two more women arrived at the small courtyard where Su Miaoyin was.

The two women were a mistress and a maid.

The mistress had bright moon-like white teeth, eyebrows and eyes like a painting, an outstanding bearing, and peerless beauty.

The maid had a face like flowers and the moon, eyes like bright stars, skin whiter than snow, and a graceful, upright figure.

"Qingcheng sis, you've come!" Su Miaoyin called out and went to open the gate.

"Miaoyin, I've come to see you off!" Wu Qingcheng whispered, approached Su Miaoyin, was pulled by her into the courtyard, and sat down at a stone table.

"Cough cough, is Miss Qingcheng here?" Tuozi said with a cough, opening the door and stepping out from the room.

"Old sir, I've come to see off Sister Miaoyin!" Wu Qingcheng rose to salute.

"These years Miaoyin has given you plenty of trouble; now it counts as being free!" Tuozi bowed in thanks.

"Old sir, you're being distant! I regard Miaoyin as a sister; how could I mind the trouble?"

They chatted in the courtyard, while in the distance Qian Yuan and those dissolute young masters all stared wide-eyed!

After Su Miaoyin finished her piece, these people already felt pity; now Wu Qingcheng's appearance again left them spellbound.

Every gesture of Wu Qingcheng—raising a hand, lifting a foot, standing up—was filled with endless beauty; they stared so intently they didn't even blink.

"How could there be such beauties in Five Yang Yi Cheng? I had no idea before!"

"An immortal descended to the mortal world! Even the maidservants are beautiful enough to take one's breath away!"

They stood aside, continually praising.

At this point, one of them finally couldn't hold back and said directly: "The woman playing the flute must have run into trouble! I'll go help him out of the siege."

Saying that, he strode toward the courtyard.

The others, of course, dared not lag behind.

Qian Yuan, however, leapt to the front in an instant and blocked them all.

"Don't compete with me, or don't blame me if I turn hostile!"