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“Who’s there!”

Li Qianfan abruptly sat up and snapped on the bedside lamp with a loud click.

However, the person who had intruded into Li Qianfan’s room wasn’t Zhao Changsheng’s subordinate—it was Liu Ruyan.

Liu Ruyan was wearing a light purple nightdress, her mature and stunningly beautiful face tinged with a hint of blush. Her alluring and voluptuous figure radiated an irresistible charm.

“Why is it you, Ruyan? Why are you here in the middle of the night?” Li Qianfan asked.

“I missed you.”

Liu Ruyan said as she leapt onto the bed and hugged Li Qianfan tightly.

A faint fragrance entered Li Qianfan’s nose, stirring his every sensory nerve. The softness of her body awakened powerful emotions within him.

Li Qianfan’s hands reflexively began to roam over Liu Ruyan, grabbing and kneading wherever they landed.

“Has Jingying fallen asleep?” Li Qianfan asked.

“She’s already asleep. I waited until she was asleep before sneaking over,” Liu Ruyan responded, her brows filled with tender affection.

By this point, it had been several days since Liu Ruyan shared intimacy with Li Qianfan, so her overwhelming desires tonight were understandable.

“Hurry, give me…” Liu Ruyan gasped and pleaded.

How could Li Qianfan hesitate? He immediately pressed Liu Ruyan onto the bed, merging soul and body with this beguiling and enchanting woman.

The large double bed creaked rhythmically, as though it might collapse at any moment.

Liu Ruyan’s moans grew louder and more intense, flowing like a continuous melody.

Li Qianfan, invigorated and relentless, threw himself into the act like an untamed bull, tirelessly plowing through Liu Ruyan’s fertile fields and sowing the seeds of life deep into her soil.

No one knew how much time had passed before Li Qianfan and Liu Ruyan finally stopped.

Both wore satisfied expressions, and though they’d finished, they clung tightly to each other, reluctant to part.

“Ruyan, I swear I love you to death,” Li Qianfan exclaimed passionately.

Liu Ruyan, as a martial artist, far surpassed ordinary women in physical endurance, meaning that Li Qianfan had to be careful with Cheng Shufen and Li Xiaotong during intimate encounters for fear of hurting them due to his strength.

But with Liu Ruyan, Li Qianfan had no such concerns. He could go all out, as no amount of power he used could hurt her.

What’s more, Liu Ruyan’s body was both tight and unbelievably smooth; when engaging in intimacy, her movements felt almost alive, giving Li Qianfan an unparalleled pleasure.

This was joy that ordinary women simply couldn’t provide.

Hearing Li Qianfan’s heartfelt words, Liu Ruyan felt both shy and deeply fulfilled, her heart surging with warmth and happiness.

With a mischievous squeeze from her inner muscles, she made Li Qianfan shudder involuntarily.

“Was that enjoyable?” Liu Ruyan asked with a teasing smile.

“Absolutely amazing. Being with you is simply incredible,” Li Qianfan replied, panting heavily.

“Do you want to go another round?” Liu Ruyan asked.

“You can keep going?” Li Qianfan asked, surprised.

“Of course! I’m a cultivator of the Foundation Establishment Realm. Thinking you, a mere Qi Refining Realm novice, could easily wear me out? That’s pure fantasy,” Liu Ruyan said.

“Alright then! Tonight, we’ll determine the victor once and for all!”

With that, Li Qianfan flipped Liu Ruyan over and resumed his fervent pace.

But just two or three minutes later, Li Qianfan’s expression suddenly changed.

He had sensed a strange fluctuation of True Qi coming from the neighboring room. Liu Ruyan noticed it too, her passion-clouded eyes snapping fully open.

“Something’s wrong!” Li Qianfan exclaimed.

Although unwilling to tear herself away from Li Qianfan, Ruyan knew this was far more urgent.

Without hesitation, Liu Ruyan released Li Qianfan, and the two of them swiftly jumped out of bed and got dressed, rushing urgently toward the next room.

Upon entering Lin Jingying’s luxurious suite, Li Qianfan immediately spotted a hunched old man dressed in black carrying Lin Jingying over his shoulder. Lin Jingying lay unconscious, showing no signs of waking.

The room’s window was wide open, making it evident that the old man had entered through it and was now attempting to abduct Lin Jingying!

“Stop right there!”

Li Qianfan bellowed and lunged forward.

Liu Ruyan followed suit, aiming to block the old man’s escape route.

Sensing the ripple of True Qi surrounding Li Qianfan, the old man’s expression soured. When Liu Ruyan made her move, he gawked and let out a startled cry!

“Foundation Establishment Realm! You’re a cultivator in the Foundation Establishment Realm!”

The old man shouted as he looked at Liu Ruyan, his face filled with terror.

“Release her immediately!” Liu Ruyan commanded.

The old man gritted his teeth and retrieved a small purple orb, hurling it violently to the ground.

BAM!

A thick purple fog instantly filled the room, pungent and suffocating.

Li Qianfan and Liu Ruyan’s vision was entirely obscured, and the strange smoke clearly contained toxins—Liu Ruyan felt a sharp pain throughout her body and dizziness after accidentally inhaling a small amount.

“The smoke is poisonous! Hold your breath!” Li Qianfan shouted.

Liu Ruyan immediately complied, avoiding further inhalation of the toxic fumes while simultaneously raising her hand to stir a stormy gust of wind.

Under the force of the wind, the poisonous smoke was swept out through the open window.

Once the smoke cleared, however, there was no trace of the old man or Lin Jingying.

Evidently, the old man had seized the opportunity created by the smoke to abduct Lin Jingying and escape!

“Damn it…” Liu Ruyan said anxiously.

“Don’t worry; he won’t get far. I can track them,” Li Qianfan assured.

“How can you track them? That old man has already fled beyond sight,” Liu Ruyan asked.

“Don’t forget that I’ve learned many skills from Seven Stars Wanderer. Among them, Heavenly Rat Star taught me a Tracking Technique called the Breath Recognition Technique.”

“Breath Recognition Technique?” Liu Ruyan showed an intrigued expression.

Li Qianfan nodded and explained, “As long as I have an unwashed piece of clothing worn by Lin Jingying, I can use the residual scent on it to track her location.”

“Of course, this martial art has range and time limitations—the distance cannot exceed one hundred kilometers, and the time must be less than one hour. If the weather is rainy or very windy, the timeframe shrinks further, as rain and wind cause residual scents to dissipate faster.”

“It’s like an advanced bloodhound!” Liu Ruyan mused, then said, “Alright, I’ll help you look for Lin Jingying’s clothing.”

With that, Liu Ruyan opened the wardrobe and began searching.

But after rummaging for some time, Liu Ruyan couldn’t find any suitable clothing—all of Lin Jingying’s clothes had been washed earlier during the evening using the fully automatic washing machine in the bathroom!

“They’re all washed. Is there really nothing unwashed? Surely there must be something left!” Li Qianfan asked.