Qing Ping was never a coward. When he used to be an independent thief in the Jianghu, to avoid being tracked by enemies, he once slept with corpses in a graveyard and caught rats and bugs on the corpses to eat.

At that time, he didn't think there was anything wrong with it, and even took pride in it. Later, when the stories spread, anyone who met him would give him a thumbs up!

However, now, Qing Ping's hair stood on end, and he was as scared as a rabbit, not daring to take another look. He braced himself and brought the Martial Master to the young lord.

Suddenly, the young lord opened his eyes.

There seemed to be a light in his eyes, instantly illuminating the entire cave, making the dim cave bright for a moment before it dimmed again.

The pair of eyes were bright and deep, as unfathomable as a cold pool in the mountains.

The young lord's handsome appearance, combined with such eyes, gave him a rather sinister aura.

He reached out with an empty grasp, and a force of suction was emitted, immediately pulling the Martial Master into his grasp.

"Mmm! Mmm mmm!"

The Martial Master was still quite conscious at this time, realizing something was wrong, his face showing an extreme look of fear. He began to struggle desperately, but unfortunately, the ropes binding him were tight, and his mouth was gagged, making it impossible for him to speak.

And once he fell into the young lord's hands, he felt a cold and invasive aura pour into his body, freezing his entire blood and Qi. He was immediately frozen in place, unable to move!

Then, the young lord extended a long, jade-like hand, gripping the Martial Master's Tianling Gai.

"Uh… uh uh uh…"

In the next moment, a bizarre suction force came from the palm, causing the Martial Master's entire body to convulsively shake uncontrollably.

His eyes rolled back, his face twisted and grimacing, snot flowed from his nose, and drool from his mouth, as if he was enduring some extreme pain!

In fact, it was indeed so. Under this strange force of suction, he felt as if his entire blood, Primordial Qi, life force, and spirit were being continuously drained and devoured by this terrifying hand.

His strong physique began to shrink at a speed visible to the naked eye, his smooth skin gradually filled with wrinkles, and his hair lost its luster, becoming like wild grass.

In just a few dozen breaths, the Martial Master lost all vitality, becoming a shriveled corpse like withered wood.

Plop!

Casually tossing the corpse behind him, the young lord showed a hint of intoxication on his face, a strange blush appearing.

Inside, his True Qi flowed continuously, and the nearby Qing Ping could even hear the "rushing" sound of a great river.

But he didn't dare to move, only bowing his head, saying nothing!

"Very good, the quality of this batch is excellent this time, comparable to a Spirit Pill. Unfortunately… it's still somewhat insufficient!"

After a long while, the young lord, Qian Yunfeng, exhaled a long breath:

"The cultivation technique my master taught me, though extreme, allows for rapid advancement as long as there's enough resources, truly an exquisite method!"

Saying this, he regrettably added: "If only I could have some Peak Martial Masters, or even Innate Martial Masters to consume, maybe I could directly enter the Marrow Cleansing Realm!"

After saying this, seeing Qing Ping shudder, Qian Yunfeng's mouth revealed a wicked smile:

"Steward Qing, you and I both know, ever since my father was killed by that so-called Yan Shisan, the entire Qian Mansion has been in chaos, those people scheming against each other daily, constantly in-fighting, which is clearly a sign of a family about to fall apart."

"In my opinion, they're all useless! Including my father and my worthless sixth brother! Dead is dead."

"But you're different, you're of great use to me, so rest assured, I won't do anything to you!"

"For the lord to value his subordinate so much, truly makes this subordinate overwhelmed with gratitude, and will be eternally remembered in my heart!"

Upon hearing this, Qing Ping was quite moved, again bowing deeply, tears even shimmering in his eyes.

"Rest assured, as long as you show absolute loyalty to me, I can even pass on a part of my cultivation technique to you in the future."

Qian Yunfeng seemed satisfied as he nodded, his words carrying a hint of temptation:

"Though you're getting on in years and hopeless for Innate, with this marvelous technique, you can seize the essence, Qi, blood, and cultivation power of others to enhance yourself, not only advancing your cultivation further but also making yourself younger! Allowing you to live longer!"

"Of course, to obtain these, you must satisfy me first!"

Hearing this, a fervent glint appeared in Qing Ping's eyes, his face full of excitement as he declared his loyalty:

"Rest assured, my lord, my life is yours! As long as you give the word, even if it's the mountain of knives or the sea of flames, I will not hesitate!"

"No need to go through the mountain of knives or sea of flames, I just wish for you to continue capturing some people for me."

Qian Yunfeng's voice was calm, unhurried as he spoke:

"I've had an investigation done on that Yan Shisan. This person seems to have appeared out of nowhere. And during the last major incident at my Qian Mansion, altogether four people and a dog died."

"At that time, he first went to my sixth brother's room, then committed murder and arson, only afterwards going to my father's study."

"So, I suspect this person was targeting my sixth brother specifically, and Yan Shisan is probably just a fabricated name, with someone else behind the name."

"So next, you can bring in those who have been offended by my sixth brother, or those who have had conflicts and grudges with him, regardless of identity, right or wrong, catch them all. Remember, it's better to wrongly kill a thousand than to let one go!"

Then Qian Yunfeng said: "Do you understand what I mean?!"

Qing Ping clasped his fists: "Rest assured, my lord, leave this matter to me, should there be any mistake, I'll face you head on!"

...

"This Qing Ping is really something... If in my previous life, with such acting skills, he'd surely win an Oscar!"

Not far outside the cave, Gu Yuan, through Ah Huang's sight, witnessed this scene and couldn't help clicking his tongue in wonder.

Of course, he also heard the words of the two as if watching a movie, crystal clear.

As for that young lord, his appearance bore some resemblance to Qian Cheng and Qian Yunjie, plus he mentioned "master," "sixth brother," and "my father," most likely he was the third son of the Qian Mansion, Qian Yunfeng.

However…

That scene earlier, where Qian Yunfeng was absorbing the essence, Qi, and blood, was indeed quite alarming to Gu Yuan.

"No wonder there have been so many people disappearing recently, even their bodies couldn't be found, turns out it's this bastard's doing!"

Gu Yuan's eyes flickered: "It's just that this guy's method of absorbing essence, Qi, and blood bears such resemblance to that of a malicious ghost, could it be… that the mysterious old monster is Qian Yunfeng's master?"

The more Gu Yuan thought, the more he felt this speculation was quite possible.

Earlier when interrogating Steward Wu, he also mentioned that Qian Yunfeng had been taken as a disciple by a foreigner skilled in magical divine techniques.

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