Wild Dogs

Yang Fan wore a smile, but after Xiao Cui had gone far away, he withdrew his smile and became thoughtful.

He didn't want things to turn out this way, but things had already come to this point, and Xiao Cui was the most likely person to achieve a breakthrough.

So he decided to put some effort into Xiao Cui, hoping she could send the information over as soon as possible.

Yang Fan walked into the room, looked around, and frowned.

The room was indeed extremely simple.

There was only a wooden table and a wooden bed inside, without even blankets or quilts.

He couldn't help but shake his head slightly; even the room he slept in when he was a handyman was better than this.

However, Yang Fan didn't care. With his current cultivation level, the lack of a bed or anything like that wouldn't affect him.

He sat cross-legged on the bed and began to meditate and regulate his breathing.

Since things have come to this, what else can we do but cultivate ourselves?

However, before he began his formal cultivation, Yang Fan wanted to take a look at the things he had collected underground.

He walked to the door and looked around to make sure no one was watching before he relaxed a little.

Upon careful consideration, Yang Fan realized that the other party had already planted a curse mark within him.

As long as the curse seal cannot be broken, he can only be driven by the other party, and there is no need for him to spy on them alone anymore.

He sighed, sat back on the bed, and carefully took out the jade slip, the human skin, and the paper figure.

He had tried using this human skin and paper figure before. As long as he put spiritual energy into them, he could disguise himself as a cultivator and fool others.

Paper figures can be used to scout out the surroundings or to block enemies.

The key point is the record in this jade slip.

He pressed the jade slip to his forehead and began to examine it patiently.

After looking at it for a while, Yang Fan's eyes lit up.

This jade slip clearly records the methods for making paper figures and human skin.

Paper figures are made using a method called Paper Figure Technique. Once made, they are infused with spiritual energy and can then act as the eyes and ears of cultivators to search around.

In a desperate situation, it can temporarily block the enemy, but it is very fragile and can't stop much of the enemy.

The human skin next to him was clearly much stronger, but these were not Yang Fan's main concerns.

What he cared about most was the last secret technique recorded in the jade slip.

This secret technique is called the Human Skin Substitute Death Technique. It is said that once mastered to its peak, one can peel off their own human skin and create a substitute puppet.

In the event of a life-or-death crisis, one can forcibly switch places with a human skin and die in one's place.

However, this method is extremely risky. If one's cultivation level is insufficient when removing the human skin, it may damage one's vital energy.

After taking a few glances, Yang Fan couldn't help but shake his head. This thing looked bloody no matter how you looked at it.

He put the jade slip away; it seemed this thing was still difficult to cultivate with.

The art of using human skin as a substitute for death is undoubtedly the most ingenious, but Yang Fan wasn't so ruthless as to peel off his own skin to make such a thing.

He shook his head slightly and decided to continue cultivating.

Over the next few days, Yunzhou continued its journey towards the Hundred Flowers Palace.

Along the way, apart from Xiao Cui, no one else came to him.

Because of their previous hug, Xiao Cui was quite enthusiastic towards Yang Fan.

She often brought Yang Fan all sorts of good things and would also report the situation there to him.

"What's wrong? Your young lady hasn't gotten out of bed for the past few days?"

Yang Fan looked at Xiao Cui with a strange expression.

Xiao Cui's face also turned bright red.

"Yes, my young lady is going a bit too far these days."

She hurriedly waved to Yang Fan.

"But young master, I'm not that kind of person. It's just that every time I go to call my young lady, she doesn't come out."

Yang Fan chuckled, knowing what Xiao Cui was worried about.

"Of course I know you're not that kind of woman."

He gently patted Xiao Cui's head and lowered his voice.

"And what about your palace mistress and her husband?"

"What's going on now?"

Xiao Cui coughed lightly.

"The two palace masters are fine; they are currently cultivating in their rooms."

Yang Fan nodded, knowing that Xiao Cui didn't completely trust him yet.

Asking overly private questions at this point could easily lead to problems.

Since it wasn't appropriate to ask too many private questions right now, Yang Fan decided to stop.

He chatted with Xiao Cui.

Yang Fan was different from ordinary cultivators. He was sold into slavery at a young age and worked as a servant in the home of a wealthy man.

Naturally, they know how to read between the lines and how to please the other person.

After chatting with Xiao Cui for a while and offering some compliments, Xiao Cui's face turned bright red, and she even looked somewhat drunk.

Seeing that Xiao Cui was getting a little carried away, Yang Fan gently reached out and pulled her along.

"By the way, could you tell me about the relationship between your two palace masters?"

"Why did the two palace masters seem to be at odds when I arrived?"

Xiao Cui was somewhat surprised.

"No, I think the two palace mistresses are quite harmonious and supportive of each other."

"The wife follows the husband's lead?"

Upon hearing this unusual word, Yang Fan's face showed a strange expression.

"I can understand the idea of ​​a husband and wife following each other, but it seems that this Palace Master Luo listens to Palace Master Xiao in everything she says, and it seems that she doesn't even have any spirit stones."

Xiao Cui scratched her head.

"That's true. My Palace Mistress is very strict with her husband. Normally, Palace Mistress Luo doesn't even have a dozen or so spirit stones on her."

"I only give him a little bit of spirit stones occasionally when I go out."

"For the most other time, all the money in the palace was managed by Palace Master Xiao."

Xiao Cui spoke as if it were commonplace.

Yang Fan understood. It seemed that Xiao Ling was indeed suppressing Luo Changhe in various ways, and the people in the palace were already used to it.

Yang Fan shook his head slightly at this, not taking it to heart.

Then he subtly inquired about the relationship between Xiao Ling and Luo Changhe.

After asking some questions, Yang Fan praised Xiao Cui a few more times.

After Xiao Cui left, Yang Fan began to ponder.

Judging from what Xiao Cui found out, Luo Changhe was indeed very unpopular.

When Luo Changhe first married into the Xiao family, Xiao Ling told him to change his surname.

Even if they don't want to change it, they should at least change it to Xiao Luo Changhe.

Ke Luo Changhe refused outright, which Xiao Ling held a grudge about ever since.

Even after she had a daughter, she always took her surname.

In Xiao Ling's view, since her husband had married into her family, he should take her surname.

Since he was a son-in-law living with his wife's family, he naturally didn't have much status in the household.

At first, Xiao Ling still regarded him as her husband.

But later on, he became almost no different from a servant, doing all sorts of dirty and tiring work.

Fortunately, although Luo Changhe suffered a lot of bullying at home, he was indeed exceptionally talented.

Even though the cultivation resources at his disposal were far inferior to those of Xiao Ling, his growth rate was still extremely fast.

He has now cultivated to the mid-stage of Core Formation, which is quite an achievement.

Yang Fan went through all the available information and already had a clear understanding of the situation.

It seems that Luo Changhe really has great potential.

However, judging from what Xiao Cui had gathered, Xiao Ling's dislike for Luo Changhe was more than just ordinary.

The couple even practiced their cultivation separately.

After chatting with Xiao Cui that day, Yang Fan subtly inquired about it again.

"Where is my master now?"

"Oh, you mean Palace Master Luo? He's in the cabin on the second floor right now."