Can love influence them?

"Alas, although I feel sorry for my family's cultivation, I have already tried my best. It is better to keep my life than to die. This world is not all about fighting and fighting for power. It is time for me to liberate myself."

"Oh."

Xuan Yangzi said half-believingly:

"It would be best if you could figure it out. So, you plan to leave Yucheng?"

"Yes."

Yu Qingquan smiled and said:

"After tonight, I will leave tomorrow morning. As for the Yu family's inheritance, you can take as much as you want."

"But, Cheng Yang invites you to a banquet tomorrow at noon. If you leave tomorrow morning, can you leave?"

"Well, I don't know that either."

Yu Qingquan said solemnly:

"I'm not sure whether Cheng Yang invited me to dinner to give me a chance to escape or to ambush me, but he definitely wanted to test his benefactor."

"Yeah, I think so too. Cheng Yang is testing my position." Xuan Yangzi nodded.

"What does the benefactor mean?"

"Tomorrow at noon, I will go to the banquet with you and explain the matter to Cheng Yang. I hope he will stop making things difficult for someone who wants to quit Yucheng."

"Thank you very much, benefactor!" Yu Qingquan bowed gratefully.

Xuan Yangzi nodded and said:

"After all, I took your things. Now that you have come to your senses, I will ensure that you leave Jade City safely."

"My benefactor, you are sensible." Yu Qingquan said with a smile.

Yingcai felt a little unhappy and quietly pulled at the corner of Xuan Yangzi's clothes.

Xuan Yangzi turned around, lowered his head and asked, "What's wrong?"

Yingcai blushed, moved closer to Xuan Yangzi, and whispered in his ear:

"Yu Qingquan is not the kind of person who would give up. My benefactor, please be careful and don't fall into his trap."

"Okay, I understand." Xuan Yangzi nodded.

The two people's whispering was naturally seen clearly by Yu Qingquan.

Damn this little thing, is she up to no good? Yu Qingquan thought with a bad look in his eyes.

After finishing the whisper.

"It's getting late, everyone should go back to your rooms and rest." Xuan Yangzi said.

"Rest in peace, Immortal."

"My benefactor, I will take my leave."

Yingcai pulled Xuan Yangzi's clothes and said:

"My benefactor, come this way. I know where the best room is."

"No need to be too extravagant, just find a room anywhere."

"How can this be possible? My benefactor must live in the best room." said a woman.

"My benefactor, this is a token of everyone's kindness." Yu Qingquan said with a smile.

"Okay, okay, whatever you want."

Xuan Yangzi couldn't resist the crowd, so he went to sleep in the best room under the guidance of Yingcai.

The women lived close to Xuan Yangzi and lived in the rooms around him.

Yu Qingquan was very sensible. He lived alone in a faraway, inconspicuous house.

late at night.

Xuan Yangzi lay on the bed, closed his eyes and recalled the details of his experiences over the past few days. One picture after another appeared clearly before his eyes.

This kind of memory scene recall is just like replaying a movie, as if the whole person walks into the screen and rewatches the entire event from a 365-degree angle.

You may not be aware of some details at the time, but you can notice them again by replaying them.

For example, by slowing down a person's facial expressions, you can clearly observe the subtlest changes in the other person's facial expressions and use this to determine whether the other person is lying.

Yu Qiu and Bai Yu didn't show any signs of guilt or sadness, so we can basically rule out the possibility that they were being held hostage.

In other words, what they said at that time was true?

Xuan Yangzi continued to observe carefully, and he also found that the fragrance of white jade and the white mist appeared out of thin air around him, rather than coming from a certain direction.

The image was continuously enlarged until the atomic structure could be seen, and Xuan Yangzi discovered the changes in the spirit particles.

It turned out to be the case.

Xuan Yangzi thought:

This should be some kind of martial art. If I can disrupt the direction of the spirit particles around me in advance, I should be able to break the last white fog next time.

Just when Xuan Yangzi found a way to break through the phantom smoke and was about to continue calling up his memory to look for various clues.

There was a intermittent sound of clothes falling.

Followed by.

Suddenly, a naked body slipped into the bed. The cool skin was as smooth as silk and exuded bursts of fragrance.

Xuan Yangzi was startled, opened his eyes quickly, sat up, and pulled back the quilt.

The woman lay on the bed, raised her head with a smile, and said in a numb voice:

"Shangxian~"

Xuan Yangzi casually covered himself with the quilt, put on his shoes and got out of bed, then turned around and asked:

"Who are you and why are you crawling into my bed in the middle of the night?"

"My Lord, I am a maid in your mansion, my name is Yanchun.

The woman wrapped herself in a quilt and sat up shyly.

"In order to thank you for accepting me as your disciples and teaching us the way of cultivation, I will serve you tonight. In the future, other sisters will take turns to serve you."

"I see."

Xuan Yangzi said calmly:

"I appreciate your kindness, but please go back now. I don't need it."

"Don't you like me, Immortal?" Yan Chun bit her lip and said pitifully.

"If you guys are doing this voluntarily, and I don't have anyone I like, maybe I don't mind."

"But..."

"But what?" Yan Chun asked hurriedly.

"The technique I practice is called Golden Thunder Technique."

Xuan Yangzi explained:

"This is a skill that can keep the primordial Yang from leaking out for a long time, and the power will become stronger."

"If the power is broken, the power of the Golden Thunder Technique will be greatly reduced, and future cultivation will also be very slow."

"I've been doing this for eight hundred years."

Xuan Yangzi shook his head and said:

"I don't want to fail so soon. At least, I have to give my first time to the person I like."

"It seems too casual to ruin my eight hundred years of cultivation like this. You don't want me to lose any of my cultivation, do you?"

Xuan Yangzi pointed at the door and said:

"Please go back. If you really want to thank me, just do more good things in the future."

"Oh……"

Speaking of which.

Yan Chun had no choice but to leave the bed disappointedly, reached out to pick up the clothes on the ground, and pushed the door open and walked out dejectedly holding the clothes.

"If you need anything, please feel free to tell us." Yan Chun finally turned around and said.

"I understand. You can sleep well." Xuan Yangzi nodded.

Yan Chun closed the door reluctantly and his figure gradually disappeared in the corridor.

Soon, a sharp female scream was heard.

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Xuan Yangzi turned into golden light, rushed out of the room, crossed the corridor, followed the source of the sound, and stopped in front of a large room.

Xuan Yangzi pushed open the door, walked in and was stunned.

Yan Chun's hands were tied and he was hung on the beam. He was naked and his fair skin was covered with scars.

The women took turns holding the whip, and each of them whipped Yan Chun three times, once on the top, once on the bottom, and once on the back.

Yan Chun was beaten so badly that his body was covered in bruises and blood, and his injuries were horrific.

"Stop!" Xuan Yangzi roared.

A strong wind blew by. The girls closed their eyes and put their hands in front of them to block the wind, but they were still blown to and fro.

As the rope broke, Yan Chun fell down helplessly, but was caught steadily by Xuan Yangzi and held in his arms.

Xuan Yangzi checked Yan Chun's injuries and found that most of them were flesh wounds and were not difficult to treat.

"Swallow."

Xuan Yangzi took out a pill from his sleeve and gently put it into Yan Chun's mouth.

The other person's lips turned pale as he swallowed the pill, his neck rising and falling, and the pill entered his stomach, taking effect quickly.

The bloodstains on the fair skin recovered at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Yan Chun breathed a sigh of relief, her face flushed, and she opened her eyes faintly.

Seeing that Yan Chun was getting better, Xuan Yangzi gently put her down, pulled out a blanket from his sleeve and covered Yan Chun with it.

"This is how the same thing?"

Xuan Yangzi stood up, looked around at the girls, frowned and said:

"What are you doing? Why are you whipping Yanchun?"

The girls reacted, lined up quickly, knelt down in unison and said:

"Good luck to the Immortal."

"answer my question!"

"This is a punishment for Yanchun."

A woman raised her head, her expression serious and she said as a matter of course:

"Yanchun didn't serve the Immortal well and came back so early at night. This means that the Immortal is very dissatisfied. She should be punished."

"What the hell? Just because of this?"

Xuan Yangzi was puzzled and said with growing anger:

"Didn't I tell you that the Golden Lightning Technique I practiced cannot be easily broken? Didn't Yan Chun say that?"

"Please punish me, Immortal!"

The women bowed their heads and cried:

"We thought Yanchun was afraid of punishment, so he made it up on purpose, but we didn't expect it to be true."

"Won't you ask me?"

Xuan Yangzi frowned and said: