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Chapter 62 has been delayed by another month...

Shen Luoyi immediately opened her eyes and forcefully pushed Ye Feng away.

Her face flushed red, and she shouted angrily, "You bastard!"

What's wrong with me?

Ye Feng looked completely indifferent.

"You...you get out of here!"

Shen Luoyi was too embarrassed to say it aloud, so she could only scold him angrily.

"Fine, then get out."

Ye Feng said arrogantly, "Many people have told me to get lost, who do you think you are?"

"you..."

Shen Luoyi's chest heaved, and she felt an urge to vomit blood.

"Get out of here! If you ever lay a hand on me again, I'll beat you to death, you bastard!"

Seeing that she was somewhat defensive, Ye Feng stopped teasing her and turned to leave the room.

Shen Luoyi stomped her foot in anger as she watched his retreating figure.

This guy is getting more and more outrageous. Not only did he forcibly kiss her, he even touched her.

Remembering the feeling on her buttocks just now, her pretty face started to turn red again.

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It's only around 10 p.m., and Ye Feng doesn't want to go to sleep so early.

He left the Shen family villa and went to a nearby park.

I found a quiet place to sit down and began to introspect.

With the spiritual energy of heaven and earth scarce, he could no longer improve his Supreme Dragon God Technique after reaching the third level.

One reason is that one's cultivation level cannot improve.

On the other hand, the Supreme Dragon God Technique is related to dragons, and dragons are inherently lustful.

When he practiced this technique, an evil fire appeared along with the spiritual power.

Therefore, his master gave him two solutions back then.

One way is to castrate oneself, severing all desires and passions. Once the root is gone, the evil fire will naturally disappear.

Another method is to have yin-yang intercourse with a woman with a special constitution, which can not only improve his cultivation level but also absorb his evil fire.

Ye Feng's cultivation level is currently unable to improve, but his evil fire continues to increase.

If it grows to a certain extent, its own cultivation will be unable to suppress it, which may disrupt its meridians and affect its mind.

"Ordinary women can't help me suppress my lustful desires; only those with special constitutions can draw them out."

Ye Feng scratched his head, thinking of Su Yiqing.

If we can win her over, it will temporarily solve our immediate problem.

Just as he was deep in thought, he suddenly felt something shooting towards him from behind.

"call out!"

The sound of something cutting through the air drew near, and a flying needle gleaming with blue light aimed straight at the back of Ye Feng's neck.

Just as the needle was about to be inserted, he suddenly turned around, pinched it between his two fingers, and caught it steadily.

Upon seeing the blue light on the flying needle, his gaze sharpened; it was clearly coated with a potent poison.

It is clear that the person who made the move wanted him dead.

"Get out here!"

Ye Feng gave a cold shout, his eyes fixed on the woods not far away.

"Heh, you've got some skills after all, you actually managed to catch my God-Slaying Poison Needle."

A charming laugh echoed from the woods, followed by a woman in a blue brocade cheongsam emerging from within.

The woman was around thirty years old, with a face that was both innocent and alluring, and an unusually exaggerated figure, with a prominent bust and buttocks that seemed about to burst out of her cheongsam.

"Looking for death?"

Ye Feng raised an eyebrow when he saw the woman.

Upon hearing this, the woman paused in her steps.

Lan Yueying had killed many people, but she had never seen a guy as arrogant as the boy in front of her.

Did she immediately accuse her of courting death?

Madness!

"Boy, you dare to break my curse? You're asking for death!"

Lan Yueying chuckled softly, but a cold glint appeared in her eyes.

After Ye Feng helped Nannan remove the Gu curse that day, she immediately sensed it through her connection with the Gu worm.

These past few days, I've been secretly investigating, searching for the person who made the move.

Tonight, she finally managed to find out about Ye Feng.

Just as they were about to assassinate the Shen family, they saw Ye Feng come out from inside, so they followed him here.

"So you're the one who cast the spell on Nannan."

Ye Feng's eyes flashed with contempt, completely disregarding the other party.

Seeing his expression, Lan Yueying was very displeased and shouted, "Boy, what gives you the right to be so arrogant in front of me? Go be arrogant in the underworld!"

Before she could finish speaking, she waved her hands repeatedly.

"Whoosh whoosh whoosh!"

Three flying needles pierced the air, heading straight for Ye Feng's head, chest, and groin—three vital points.

"A mere trick like this, yet you dare to show off your meager skills before an expert?"

Ye Feng snorted coldly and waved his hand.

"Ding ding ding!"

Three flying needles were swept away and struck the surrounding trees, embedding themselves deeply inside.

"You'd better go back to embroidering with this much effort."

Ye Feng shook his head and smiled, his eyes full of contempt.

"You little brat, you're asking for it!"

The smile on Lan Yueying's face vanished, replaced by furious rage.

She reached under her cheongsam, pulled out something, and waved it at Ye Feng.

Suddenly, a blue mist enveloped him.

"Boy, you've been poisoned by my Cycle of Reincarnation. Just wait for your body to rot and you to die in agony."

Lan Yueying laughed triumphantly: "This poison has been tempered within my cycle of reincarnation; even Jesus couldn't save you!"

"Whoosh--!"

next second.

Ye Feng's figure suddenly burst out of the mist and appeared in front of her in an instant.

Lan Yueying was stunned for a moment, and when she realized what was happening, she tried to back away, but it was too late.

"Bang!"

Ye Feng kicked her squarely in the abdomen, the terrifying force sending her flying.

"Thump!"

Lan Yueying crashed heavily to the ground, spitting out a mouthful of blood.

Ye Feng walked slowly over, looking down at her: "Who are you? Why did you cast a curse on Nannan?"

Lan Yueying tried to struggle to get up, but Ye Feng's previous kick was too terrifying.

She tried several times but failed to get up, which only made her injuries worse, and she spat out blood again.

"Who...who exactly are you?"

Lan Yueying looked up, her face filled with horror as she stared at Ye Feng.

She was a mid-stage Bone Refining Realm cultivator. To kick her so badly that she was seriously injured, the person must be a master above the Strong Meridian Realm!

I've never heard of such a young expert at the Strong Meridian Realm in Zhonghai before.

Where did he come from?

"You need to get this straight, I'm asking you, not the other way around."

Ye Feng's expression was cold: "Answer my questions honestly, or you'll regret not dying immediately."

"Heh, kid, don't get cocky."

Lan Yueying wiped the blood from the corner of her mouth and sneered, "You've been poisoned by my Reincarnation Poison; you'll be buried with me when I die!"

"Huh? Really? I'm going to die?"

Ye Feng feigned a startled expression, then quipped, "Do I look like I've been poisoned?"

Lan Yueying froze, only then realizing something was wrong.

Her Reincarnation Poison is extremely potent; once afflicted, it's like being splashed with sulfuric acid, causing the skin and flesh to melt instantly.

Ye Feng's current appearance shows that he is not poisoned at all.

"Impossible, absolutely impossible!"

Lan Yueying's eyes were filled with disbelief as she screamed, "The Reincarnation Poison is my own creation; no one but me can cure it. How could you not be poisoned?"

A look of disdain flashed in Ye Feng's eyes. He had cultivated the Supreme Dragon God Technique and had long since reached the point where he was immune to all poisons.

"I don't have time to waste with you. Answer my questions honestly, and I might consider sparing your life."

Ye Feng looked at her and said in a deep voice.

"Kid, don't even think about it. Someone will avenge me. You'll be joining me down there!"

After Lan Yueying finished speaking, she took out a black pill and put it in her mouth, looking at Ye Feng with resentment in her eyes.

Just as she was waiting to die, Ye Feng kicked her.

"Bang!"

Lan Yueying had just swallowed the poison, which she then spat out after being kicked.

"Trying to commit suicide in front of me? Who do you think you are?"

"Since you don't want to talk things out properly, don't blame me for pressing you for answers."

Ye Feng sneered, grabbed her hair, and dragged her into the nearby woods.

Not long after.

From the woods came the sound of a cheongsam being torn open, and Lan Yueying's screams...

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