Staring at the pile of Blue Nurturing Frost Crystal fragments on the table, Fei Kui could barely stand steady, his breathing becoming labored.
He swore he had never seen so many Blue Nurturing Frost Crystals in his life. Forget this many—even the number of times he had laid eyes on a Blue Nurturing Frost Crystal could be counted on one hand.
This stuff was far too precious and rare. Because the Tai Yin spiritual qi contained within had unparalleled efficacy for tempering the Golden Core, its value was exorbitantly high, often commanding prices with no market availability. He still vividly remembered that a few years ago, at an auction, a single fragment of Blue Nurturing Frost Crystal had been auctioned for over a million.
One piece was worth a million, and here on the table were piled hundreds, even thousands.
Heavens!
How much money was this?!
It wasn't a difficult number to calculate, but at this moment, Fei Kui simply couldn't compute it. When Gu Qingfeng took out a storage pouch, tossed these Blue Nurturing Frost Crystal fragments inside, and handed it to him, Fei Kui didn't even know how he walked out. It felt as unbelievable as a dream.
After Fei Kui left, Gu Qingfeng continued to lounge back in his chair, leisurely sipping his wine. The garden was filled with birdsong and floral fragrance, the scenery quite pleasant. Especially since the entire garden was enveloped by a minor Spring Intent Formation, the sunlight within was soft, a gentle breeze wafted through, the temperature was just right—truly comfortable.
"Such splendid times, such a splendid era..." Gu Qingfeng couldn't help but sigh inwardly. He didn't know if it was because he had grown up in the late ancient era, a time of scarce spiritual qi, or because he had lived since childhood with his head on the line, fighting and killing. Whenever he saw such luxurious, superior environments, he couldn't resist feeling emotional.
He didn't know why he sighed either. Perhaps he was getting old?
Or was he somewhat discontent that he was born in the wrong era, never having enjoyed much comfort since childhood?
He didn't know.
Nor did he care to think about it.
Just then, a melodious zither sound suddenly drifted over.
Hmm?
Gu Qingfeng's brow raised slightly. The zither music seemed to be coming from the neighboring garden.
Listening to the melody, the player's musical attainment was not low. It felt quite nice—both pleasing to the ear and moving. Moreover, what was being played was a Red Dust Marvelous Tune. So-called Red Dust Marvelous Tunes were precisely the kind of tunes designed to **seduce** people. If ordinary folks listened too much and it stirred spiritual resonance, they would inevitably find their blood boiling, hearts surging, and imaginations running wild.
Of course, that was the case for ordinary people. For Gu Qingfeng, forget some Red Dust Marvelous Tune; even if you played a Heavenly Demon Tune, it wouldn't shake his Great Buddha Unmoving Heart.
Gu Qingfeng sipped his wine while appreciating the marvelous tune. But as he listened, he gradually began to sense something amiss.
"Such a Red Dust Marvelous Tune is already prone to making one's imagination run wild, yet you've also mixed in the profound mysteries of the Great **Seduction** Art. Are you deliberately **seducing** this lord..." Gu Qingfeng raised his wine cup, glancing around. The butterflies in the garden seemed bewitched by the zither music, dancing gracefully.
"Interesting. Your attainment is quite good, especially how you seamlessly blended the profound mysteries of the Great **Seduction** Art into this Red Dust Marvelous Tune. Seems you're an expert. Since you're deliberately **seducing** me, I'll give you this face and let myself be **seduced** once."
Gu Qingfeng stood up, drained the wine in his cup, left the garden, and upon reaching the neighboring one, saw a woman currently playing the zither in a pavilion.
The woman had a face like a seductress, extremely alluring. Her beautiful eyes were like crescent moons, the corners of her mouth holding a bewitching smile. Crucially, she wore fiery red lipstick. Dressed in a light, gauzy red robe, her graceful figure was faintly visible. As her hands danced over the zither, her indescribable charm was palpable.
Her countenance was, her gaze was, the arch of her brows was, the curve of her lips was—every smile and glance was.
It seemed this woman wasn't just an expert in music; she was also a master at playing with seduction. Her seduction arts were truly profound, cultivated to perfection. A single soul-stealing, captivating smile from such a woman could make a man with weak willpower feel his blood surge, his nose and mouth bleeding.
Gu Qingfeng didn't enter. He simply stood at the entrance, leaning against the wall at a slant, squinting as he observed.
Who this woman was, he didn't know.
But he dared to be certain: this woman was definitely in cahoots with Wei Qing of the Jiuhua Alliance.
Wei Qing was not human.
This woman likewise was not human.
Wei Qing had a special seal on him concealing his soul.
This woman also used the same type of seal to conceal her soul.
The reason Gu Qingfeng dared to be certain Wei Qing was connected to the Ice-Profound Sect's Founding Ancestor was because he had long seen that the seal on Wei Qing shared remarkable similarities in technique with how the Ice-Profound Sect's Founding Ancestor had opened her cave dwelling. He could even tell that Wei Qing's soul was also related to the Tai Yin Spirit. Similarly, this woman was no exception.
As the tune ended, the woman sitting in the pavilion gently picked up a cup of wine from the table.
The cup was a vivid red, tall-stemmed Roland glass. The wine within shimmered with icy mist. The woman brought the cup to her lips, took a small sip, and said softly, "Young Lord, how could you eavesdrop on my zither music without this young lady's permission?"
This voice, entering the ears, was truly unbearable—seductive enough to make one's soul sway. After speaking, the woman held the cup slightly beside her ear, tilting her head. A pair of soul-stealing, captivating eyes looked toward Gu Qingfeng standing at the entrance. She whispered, "Young Lord, aren't you aware this is a very presumptuous act?"
"I've already listened..." Gu Qingfeng shrugged, squinting with a smile. "What can be done about it now?"
"What a line—'what can be done about it.'"
The woman simply tilted her head slightly, gazing at Gu Qingfeng. Her beautiful eyes were soul-stealing, her lips also holding that dizzyingly seductive smile. She said, "Since you've listened to this young lady's tune, come over and drink with me as an apology."
"Fine. I was just worried my wine here wasn't enough to drink anyway."
Gu Qingfeng walked straight over and sat on a chair in the pavilion.
"You're quite unceremonious."
The woman propped her head up with one arm, then picked up the wine jug and poured a cup for Gu Qingfeng.
The wine was blood-red, emitting a cold mist.
Gu Qingfeng asked, "What wine is this?"
"Fine wine brewed with this young lady's blood."
The woman pushed over a cup filled with the cold-mist, blood-red fine wine, asking with a smile, "Does the Young Lord dare to drink it?"
Gu Qingfeng picked up the cup, sniffed it. Indeed, it really did carry a bloody scent. Moreover, he could see this stuff truly was brewed with blood—just as the woman said, using her own blood.
"What? Does the Young Lord not dare?"
The woman smiled ambiguously, raised her own cup, and drained it in one go.
"I don't dare drink it."
Gu Qingfeng pushed the cup back, then took out his own wine, pouring a cup. He smiled, "I'll stick to my own wine."
"Oh? Is the Young Lord so timid?"
Gu Qingfeng shrugged, neither confirming nor denying. "Can't be helped. I was born with a small gut."
"Heh heh..." The woman maintained a lazy posture, propping her head up with one arm from start to finish, tilting her head slightly. The corners of her mouth held a seductive yet eerie smile. She poured herself another cup of wine, raised it, and said with a smile, "Since the Young Lord is so timid, this young lady won't force you. First time meeting—cheers."
Gu Qingfeng clinked cups with her. After drinking, a flush appeared on the woman's seductress-like face. A pair of soul-stealing, captivating eyes also flickered with a bewitching red light. She murmured, "Young Lord, do you think I... am beautiful?"
"Passable. Quite beautiful."
"Is that so..." The woman suddenly stood up, then walked over and sat on Gu Qingfeng's lap. Her arms hooked around Gu Qingfeng's neck as she asked softly, "Young Lord, which part of me do you find beautiful?"
Gu Qingfeng didn't refuse, letting her sit over. Not only did he not refuse, he even actively reached out to embrace her slender waist. Squinting, his eyes roamed brazenly over the woman's body. He nodded in approval, "All parts are passable."
"Then do you like me?"
As she spoke, the woman used her delicate jade-like hand to lift Gu Qingfeng's chin. Simultaneously, the bewitching red light in her soul-stealing, captivating eyes grew increasingly intense. Without waiting for Gu Qingfeng's response, she leaned in to kiss him.
Just as the woman's fiery red lips were about to meet Gu Qingfeng's mouth, a finger suddenly appeared, blocking her fiery red lips.
"Little sister, if you have something to say, say it properly. Why resort to using your mouth..."
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