The strongest warrior of the Great Qian Dynasty

"Li Qingshan, step forward!"

The servants' courtyard of the Marquis of Changning's residence.

A group of servants dressed in blue stood in a neat row, with a maid standing at the top, calling out names from a roster.

Upon hearing the name Li Qingshan, the servants all looked at a handsome young man with delicate features, their eyes filled with pity.

"Tsk, what a waste of that handsome face, it's going to look like a dead man's now!"

"Yes, none of the people chosen by the young lady have lived more than three days. Seven have died in a row."

"Hmph, I don't think he'll live past one night!"

Li Qingshan listened to the surrounding discussions, but looked completely bewildered.

"Where is this?"

"Didn't I die in northern Myanmar on my way to rescue my fellow Chinese citizens?"

While I was wondering...

A memory that did not belong to Li Qingshan suddenly flooded into his mind.

This is the Changning Marquis's residence in the Great Qian Dynasty.

Marquis Xiao Dongshan of Changning died suddenly half a year ago, leaving behind nine beautiful wives and seven elegant and refined daughters.

"Am I currently a servant in the Changning Marquis's household?"

"Also named Li Qingshan?"

Suddenly, Li Qingshan seemed to realize something, and his expression changed drastically.

For some unknown reason, Miss Xiao Ruoxue has already killed seven servants.

And now, it's my turn!

"Li Qingshan, step forward!"

The young lady's personal maid, Xiao Tao, was now at the head of the table. Seeing that no one responded, she spoke up again in a stern voice.

Li Qingshan had no choice but to bite the bullet and step forward.

Xiao Tao squinted and nodded: "Hmm, he's not bad looking. Miss should be very satisfied."

"Come with me!"

"Yes."

Li Qingshan had no choice but to obediently follow behind, since he was just a servant now and no one would care if he were beaten to death.

"The young lady has learned a bedroom art. From now on, you are the young lady's bed slave."

Xiao Tao said calmly.

Ding slave?

Sexual techniques?

Upon hearing this, Li Qingshan's pupils contracted.

Could it be that the previous seven servants all died because the young lady drained their vital essence?

Will I face the same tragic fate tonight?

Li Qingshan gasped, his face turning deathly pale, a wave of despair and fear washing over him.

However, to Li Qingshan's great surprise,

Xiao Tao did not take him directly to Miss Xiao Ruoxue's boudoir, but instead took him to a side room.

Then she took out a wooden tray.

On the wooden tray were twenty taels of silver and a piece of fruit.

The fruit is crystal clear, about the size of a cherry, bright red and juicy, with a faint shimmering of iridescent light flowing inside.

"This is the silver and fetal essence fruit that the young lady has given you as a reward."

Xiao Tao said calmly.

The Fetal Essence Fruit can strengthen the body and nourish the vital energy, especially helping to increase the primordial yang energy. It is truly an essential elixir for the cauldron slave.

"What the hell is that young lady? She's a demon witch! She's really treating me like a slave."

Li Qingshan was on the verge of tears, but he still reluctantly accepted it.

Xiao Tao said solemnly, "The matter of Ding Nu must not be revealed in the slightest, otherwise... hmph, you know the consequences."

The meaning is self-evident.

The young lady not only wanted Li Qingshan to be her servant, but also wanted him to keep quiet about his reputation.

"clear."

Li Qingshan nodded.

He would never joke with his own life. If the young lady wanted to use his sexual energy, she would only die after she had her fill. If this got out, he would die immediately!

"Very good. It seems that you are not only born with a good appearance, but also a sensible person."

Xiao Tao smiled and nodded.

He even went so far as to draw a circle on Li Qingshan's chest.

"Sister Xiaotao, will someone die if they become the young lady's servant?"

Li Qingshan dared not dodge, and with a forced smile, he stuffed a five-tael silver ingot into Xiao Tao's hand.

"I gave you the silver and the fetal essence fruit so you could buy some good tonics and take good care of your health, right?"

Xiao Tao did not give a direct answer.

Obviously, he will die!

Li Qingshan's heart sank.

Xiao Tao continued, "Go back and wash up, eat the Fetal Essence Fruit, and I'll come to pick you up tonight to go to the young lady's boudoir."

"Remember, the Fetal Essence Fruit is especially nourishing to the vital energy, so you absolutely must eat it, otherwise you won't last the night!"

Before leaving, Xiao Tao kindly reminded him of something, considering the money involved.

……

"Damn it!"

"Judging from Xiao Tao's words, and considering the seven servants who died earlier, does that mean that even if they eat the Fetal Essence Fruit, they can only survive for three nights?"

Li Qingshan cursed inwardly.

In my memory, although Miss Xiao Ruoxue was indeed beautiful and had a great figure, her legs were so tight they could crush a person!

"What kind of young lady is this? She's practically a man-eating witch!"

"I don't want to die!"

Li Qingshan was well aware of the tragic end he would face.

He was now merely a servant of the Marquis of Changning, powerless and without any means of resistance.

……

Filled with despair, Li Qingshan returned to the servants' quarters.

He placed the silver and fetal essence fruit on the table, then began to take a bath, washing himself thoroughly in preparation for delivering them that evening.

"Grass!"

"Even if I'm going to die, I'll still make you cry a few times over!"

Li Qingshan gritted his teeth, his expression filled with a tragic and ruthless determination to seek revenge.

I just finished showering and changed my clothes.

A burly man with a scar on his face barged in.

Seeing the menacing aura of the newcomers, Li Qingshan narrowed his eyes slightly.

in memory.

This man was named Wang Biao, one of the twelve stewards of the Marquis of Changning's mansion.

"Oh ho, so you got a reward?"

Wang Biao looked at the silver coins and fetal essence fruit on the table and sneered.

immediately.

He reached out and put the silver into his pocket, while playing with the Fetal Essence Fruit and mockingly saying, "This Fetal Essence Fruit is a good thing for martial artists to strengthen their foundation and cultivate their vitality. It would be a waste for a piece of trash like you to eat it. I'll take it for you."

"Put your things down!"

"Do you know that this was a gift from the young lady herself!"

Li Qingshan clenched his fist and shouted coldly.

"Don't mention 'Miss' to me. You think just because she was mentioned, you've found a backer and can boss me around like that?"

Wang Biao's disdainful sarcasm.

Li Qingshan gritted his teeth and took a step back, saying, "You can take ten taels of silver, but the Fetal Essence Fruit must be left behind!"

Even with the Fetal Essence Fruit, there is only a sliver of hope; they can endure three nights without being completely drained.

Without the fruit of conception, one would surely die within a single night.

He absolutely cannot give it up!

Wang Biao snorted twice, clearly not taking Li Qingshan seriously, and sneered, "I want them all!"

In his eyes, Li Qingshan was usually a useless coward who had been bullied for a long time and was the kind of person who wouldn't dare to fight back when hit.

However, Li Qingshan now possesses the soul of a king of soldiers; how could he possibly swallow his pride and allow himself to be bullied?

"Damn it!"

"You bastard, you tried to steal my stuff!"

Li Qingshan cursed loudly, raised his foot, and kicked Wang Biao hard in the groin.

"ah--"

Wang Biao didn't expect this coward to actually dare to make a move, and so decisively at that. Caught off guard, he was hit and fell to the ground, clutching his crotch and howling in pain.

However, before Li Qingshan could retrieve his silver and fetal essence fruit, he gritted his teeth and stood up again.

Li Qingshan was also greatly surprised.

That kick of mine was at the level of a top-tier soldier; logically speaking, it should have crippled him or left him bedridden for at least half a month.

"You little brat, if I weren't a martial artist, you would have really crippled me."

Wang Biao was furious: "Since you didn't cripple me today, then I'll cripple you!"