Starting with the titmouse, seventy-two transformations

Chapter 84 The true nature of the plan is revealed.

An hour later.

Nalan Rou's mouth was dry and she couldn't speak.

How come this country bumpkin has been here for so long?

Much better than Brother Mu Bai!
"This is just the beginning! I haven't even unleashed my full power yet!"

Liu Sheng rubbed his fingers together, a look of reminiscence on his face.

This woman is definitely got something going.

She's much more interesting than Yu Niang and Mei Ren Xiaowei.

Unfortunately, she lived up to the saying "big breasts, no brains." She was overprotected from a young age and was blinded by "love," completely unaware of the dangers of the world.

She thought she was standing up for her lover, but in reality, she was just a tool to be used.

Pitiful.

But what does it have to do with me!
A strange light flashed in Liu Sheng's eyes. He tapped the ground twice with his toes, and every movement in the camp appeared in his mind.

Thirty paces away, Zhang Mubai sat restlessly in his tent, glancing over here every now and then.

He was waiting for news from Nalan Rou.

This woman in front of me is going to great lengths to trick me into leaving, even sacrificing her looks and using her sharp tongue.

They've made up their minds to attack me outside the camp!
In that case——

Liu Sheng's lips curled into a smirk. Amidst Nalan Rou's gasp, he grabbed her, slammed her onto the table, and then mounted his horse!

How can you not eat the meat that is served to you?

……

Two hours later.

Zhang Mubai paced back and forth in the tent, his mind uneasy.

He glanced at the sky, then at Liu Sheng's tent, his expression shifting between light and shadow.

Three hours have passed, and Rou'er still hasn't returned!

A lone man and a lone woman in a room, could it be...?

No, that's impossible. Rou'er loves me deeply, how could she betray me?
At most, it's just a matter of sacrificing some of my looks to let that country bumpkin have a little fun.

As long as we can lure them out of the camp, a few sacrifices are nothing to worry about.

That country bumpkin is so clueless!

Recalling how Liu Sheng had suddenly refused to leave the camp in the past two days, and how Zhang Mubai had tried to persuade and invite him without success, Zhang Mubai gritted his teeth in anger.

He had previously feigned "reconciliation," lowered his stance to get closer to Liu Sheng, and catered to his tastes by gifting him various antiques, all to lower his guard and make it easier to lure him out of the camp when he needed to make his move.

Unexpectedly, that kid was incredibly cunning, taking the bait and spitting out the hook, causing him to fail at the last minute.

Fortunately, he had made two preparations: he had Nalan Rou get close to him in advance and poisoned her tea every day.

This poison is called "Three-Day Soul-Severing Powder," and it is said to have originated from the palace, requiring the poison to be administered over three days.

The first two days are used as a guide, which can enhance qi and blood, and revitalize the spirit, just like a tonic.

It won't erupt completely until the very last day.

Its potency is a thousand times greater than that of arsenic; it can poison and kill a True Form Realm martial artist, and there is no antidote.

After the onset of the attack, the toxicity will completely dissipate within two hours, making it difficult to detect.

However, dying in the camp, having to deal with the body, and dealing with Bingyan were ultimately the worst options.

Ideally, you should lure it out and kill it in the wild. You don't even need to dispose of the corpse; just hand it over to the monster.

"I hope Rou'er can trick that country bumpkin out of here."

Zhang Mubai muttered to himself, feeling anxious.

Just then, footsteps sounded outside the tent, heavy and slow, as if they were made of lead.

Then, the curtain was lifted, and Nalan Rou walked in.

"Rou'er!"

Zhang Mubai took two steps forward, then suddenly stopped, his expression changing drastically:
"you……"

But then they saw Nalan Rou, her face radiant with beauty, her eyes sparkling with spring, her clothes disheveled and wrinkled.

The True Form Martial Master had keen senses; he even smelled a peculiar fishy odor.

Having experienced so much, how could he not know what that smell represented?
But... how could this be?
I clearly told him beforehand that it was just to seduce him, at most to let him have a handjob, how come he even gave himself away?
"Snapped!"

Enraged, Zhang Mubai slapped her across the face, cursing her as a "bitch".

However, upon seeing Nalan Rou's rapidly swollen cheeks, he suddenly came to his senses.

Now is not the time to vent our anger; getting rid of that country bumpkin is the most urgent task.

As for Nalan Rou... he only intended to vent his anger.

How could a small and insignificant sect like Xuan Yan Sect be worthy of him?

So, suppressing his nausea, he hugged Nalan Rou tightly, forcing out a few tears:
"I'm sorry, Rou'er, I was just in a fit of anger—"

I care about you so much, I can't imagine you doing that kind of thing with that country bumpkin, I... I can't control myself!

This hug made all the grievances in Nalan Rou's heart disappear.

She felt that all her efforts had been rewarded at this moment, even though she had been tormented by that beast for more than two hours.

Women who are obsessed with love are beyond saving.

She wrapped her arms around Zhang Mubai, looking pitiful.
"Brother Mu Bai, I've tried everything, but that thief still refuses to leave the camp..."

Someone took advantage of me for free!
Zhang Mubai stiffened, then pushed Nalan Rou away, a flash of disgust crossing his eyes, which he quickly concealed.
"It doesn't matter."

Since the best strategy is not feasible, we have no choice but to resort to the worst one.

The worst course of action is to have this bitch do it, and first try to appease her.

So Zhang Mubai said some sweet words, such as "I don't mind her losing her virginity", "I will marry her after it's done", and "I'm only pursuing Du Bingyan for the power behind her".

He bewitched Nalan Rou, making her so moved that she shed tears.

Seeing that the time was ripe, he finally revealed his true intentions, taking out a medicine bottle:
"Rou'er, that scoundrel won't fall for it. I'm afraid I'll have to trouble you again. Success or failure hinges on this. Make sure you watch him and make sure he takes it."

"Don't worry, Brother Mu Bai, tonight is the day that scoundrel dies."

Nalan Rou nodded emphatically, her teeth clenched, but the thought of that thief's "extraordinary talent" made her feel hot all over and her legs go weak.

That thief is utterly despicable!

……

After nightfall.

The entire camp was plunged into darkness and silence.

Du Bingyan has not returned tonight.

It is said that the scouts reported that Wu Song's whereabouts had been discovered, and Xie Bao summoned all the captains to make an assessment and deployment.

Liu Sheng practiced his martial arts inside the camp.

The Green Snake Sword seemed to come alive, swimming, drilling, piercing, climbing, coiling, twisting, and springing, each move as if a demonic snake were emerging, vividly lifelike.

At this moment, the curtain was lifted, and Nalan Rou entered carrying a wine pot.

She wore her signature yellow dress and dressed up specially, looking even more radiant than during the day.

"You treated me so badly during the day, and you won't even go out with me to cheer me up, so why don't you drink with me to relieve your boredom?"

As she spoke, she uncorked the glass and poured wine, filling two glasses to the brim.

If seduction fails, poisoning is the next resort?

I'm afraid the poison you used... is too weak!
Liu Sheng's gaze swept over the clear wine in the cup, a playful smile appearing on his lips.

He plopped down, legs spread wide, his eyes roaming brazenly over Nalan Rou's body:

"Commander Du has ordered that drinking alcohol is prohibited in the camp."

Nalan Rou glanced at something and instantly understood his implication.

Nalan Rou staggered to her feet, her eyes red, and took a wine cup, handing it to Liu Sheng in a hoarse voice:
"Drink with me."

"it is good!"

Liu Sheng, having had his fill of fun, stopped teasing her and immediately drank the entire cup in one gulp.

The drink is smooth and mellow on the palate, but the moment it enters the stomach, it feels like a bomb has been detonated.

In an instant, a terrifying poison took effect, causing soul-destroying and utterly horrifying effects.

But it was then refined by the talent "Devouring Poison," turning into a torrent of heat that surged into the limbs and bones.

It was far more intense than ever before.

So poisonous!

The breakthrough is tonight!

Liu Sheng's eyes lit up, and he was overjoyed.

A few steps away, Nalan Rou stared wide-eyed, unblinking, waiting for him to succumb to the poison and die.

What a stupid woman!

Liu Sheng chuckled, leaped up, tore open the tent roof, and was about to escape when he heard a mournful crane cry.

A figure, as swift as a crane, descended from the sky, his longsword tearing through the air, his killing intent soaring to the heavens—

Zhang Mubai!
(End of this chapter)