Fang Yuan Do's

CHAPTER 11 - Just a Power Game

Fang Yuan frowned slightly. Based on his intuition and 500 years of life experience, he can smell a conspiracy.

His eyes flickered and he loosened his brows.

"I'm a little hungry now, you came at the right time. Come inside." Said.

Outside the door, while carrying a food box, Shen Cui smiled coldly upon hearing his reply.

But when he opened the door, his face turned into a meek expression.

"Young Master Fang Yuan, the food and wine are very good. I can smell it while I'm holding the box." Her voice was sweet and had a hint of longing and flattery.

He placed the food box on the small table and took out the dishes, arranged them neatly.

The food is very nice and delicious. After that he took out 2 cups and poured the wine.

"Come, young master. Sit over. Your servant gathered his courage today and wanted to accompany the young master to a drink."

He smiled like a flower, walking to Fang Yuan's side. He boldly held her hand and pulled her to sit on a chair by the table.

Then he sat on his thigh and leaned his body against Fang Yuan's chest, acting like a shy and pleasant woman, whispering in his ear.

"Young master Fang Yuan, your servant has always liked you. No matter what class of talent you are in, I always wish to be next to you, rely on you, and comfort you."

"Tonight your servant wants to give his body to you."

She's really dressed up today.

He wore a blush, his lips like cherry powder. When he whispered in his ear, a gentle and young breath teased Fang Yuan's ear lobe.

As he sat on his lap, Fang Yuan could feel his well-shaped figure easily.

Her elastic thighs, her slender little waist, and her soft chest.

"Young master, let me give you your own wine." Shen Cui took the cup, raised his head and took a sip.

Then his eyes were fixed on Fang Yuan, his little cherry lips slightly opened, slowly bending into his mouth.

Fang Yuan's expression was indifferent, as if what was on his lap was not a young girl, but a statue.

When he saw Fang Yuan's expression, Shen Cui felt a little uneasy at first.

But when his lips were only 1 inch away from his, he sure, sneered in his heart.

'You're still pretending.' Her thought.

Right at this moment Fang Yuan sneered, his tone insulting.

"So it's just a game of strength."

Shen Cui's face stiffened and he swallowed the wine in his mouth, trying to give a false flattery.

"Young master Fang Yuan, what are you saying ..."

Fang Yuan's eyes emitted a cold light.

He looked into Shen Cui's eyes, putting his right hand on his snow-white neck at the same time, slowly pressing down on him forcefully.

Shen Cui's pupils shrank and his voice was full of panic.

"Young man, you hurt me."

Fang Yuan did not reply, but his grip on his neck grew stronger.

"Young master Fang Yuan, your servant is a little scared!" Shen Cui was already having trouble breathing, he looked puzzled.

A pair of soft hands involuntarily clasped Fang Yuan's hands, trying to release his hands. But Fang Yuan's hand was as strong as iron, unable to be drawn.

"It looks like Uncle and Aunt let you come to seduce me and set me up? This means there's already people set up downstairs, yeah."

Fang Yuan laughed coldly, adding, "But who do you think you are, came to use tactics on me, with 2 piles of rotten meat trash on your chest?"

As he said this, his left hand climbed up his chest and viciously grabbed the gentle*********, making him suddenly change shape.

A great pain radiated from his chest. Shen Cui's eyes were round and wide open.

The pain was so intense that his eyes were filled with tears.

He wanted to shout, but Fang Yuan gripped his throat so firmly that in the end he could only cry a few times.

Then he started to fight strongly, because he was really going to suffocate!

But at this moment, Fang Yuan slowly loosened his grip.

Shen Cui immediately opened his mouth and swallowed the air greedily.

His breathing was too excited, resulting in a series of violent coughs. Fang Yuan laughed lightly, extending his palm.

He gently caressed her cheeks, his tone carefree as he spoke, "Shen Cui, do you think I can kill you, or not?"

If Fang Yuan roared at him with an evil and loud voice, Shen Cui would probably retaliate loudly.

But when Fang Yuan smiled and spoke in a shallow tone, his gentle voice asked whether he could kill him or not, Shen Cui felt a deep fear from the bottom of his heart.

He's scared!

He looked at Fang Yuan with terror on his face, seeing this young man smiling all over his face as he looked at him.

At this moment, Shen Cui swore to himself that he would never forget those eyes for the rest of his life.

This pair of eyes did not mix with the slightest bit of emotion, dark and deep, resembling a deep ancient pond that hid a terrifying ferocious beast.

Under this gaze of eyes, Shen Cui felt like he was naked amidst the ice and snow!

'This man, must have dared to kill me, was able to kill me...'

Shen Cui's heart was full of regrets. At this moment he wanted to turn around and run away.

But right now he was still on his lap, he did not dare to run away, not even having the courage to take any action

The muscles all over his body tensed up, his gentle stature trembling. His face was as pale as white paper and he could not say a word.

"Since you as a private servant girl, have served me for so many years, I won't kill you this time."

"Because you want to escape slavery, go and find my sister, she's stupid and naive."

Fang Yuan withdrew his smile and patted his cheeks, his tone as plain as water.

Sighing, he finally said, "You can go."

Shen Cui was as stupid as a piece of wood as he came out obediently. He was afraid of running out of sense, and did not know how he managed to leave behind a demon named Fang Yuan.

The people hiding in the shadows looked puzzled as they watched Shen Cui come out with pale faces.

"They really set a trap that was so beautiful, even more innovative than my previous life."

"Hehe, Auntie and Uncle, this kindness of yours I will remember deeply!"

Not long after Shen Cui left, Fang Yuan stood up and left as well.

After all, he could not stay in this residence anymore.

A wise man sees and mitigates the risks foreseen, what else can be said for the devil?

When his strength is insufficient, only a fool would put himself in danger.

"Lodging owner, do you have a room available?" Fang Yuan came to the only inn in the village and asked the price.

"Yes, yeah. There are rooms on the 2nd floor and 3rd floor. Besides being cheap, the room is also neat and clean."

"Floor 1 is the cafeteria, inn guests can come here and eat. There's also a service to have lodging workers bring food to your room."

The innkeeper was full of hospitality as he comforted Fang Yuan.

This inn is the only one in the village, but the business is not very good. Even it's a bit quiet.

Only when the annual merchant caravan came to trade on Qing Mao Mountain would the inn be filled with people.

Fang Yuan was a little hungry, so he gave the 2 full round primeval stones to the innkeeper.

"Give me a nice room for me to stay in, and prepare 2 jars of wine, 3 - 4 different dishes, return my excess balance."

"Done."

The innkeeper picked up the 2 Primeval stones and asked, "Do you want to eat in your room, or eat in the hall?"

Fang Yuan looked at the sky. The rain stopped and it was late at night.

He could only eat in the lobby and directly set off for the outskirts of the village when he finished, continuing his quest for the Flower Wine Monk treasure.

So he replied, "I'll eat in the hall."

The inn has a dining room, there are a dozen square tables, 4 long benches surrounding each table.

Between the tables are large, thick pillars supporting the inn.

The floor was covered in large marble tiles, but wet, it was difficult to hide the moisture of the mountain.

There are 3 tables sitting with people. Sitting by the window, an old man was drinking wine, staring at the sunset outside, alone.

In the middle of the cafeteria was a table containing 5 - 6 hunters.

They discussed their hunting experience in a loud voice, and at their feet were piles of various types of mountain prey, such as pheasants and rabbits.

In the other corner was a table with 2 young people, seemingly in secret discussion.

Their figures were hidden in the darkness, it was hard to see them, and it was harder to know their gender.

Fang Yuan decided to sit at the table closest to the door. Soon after, the dish was served on the table.

"With my C-class talent, in order to refine Moonlight Gu, I need a primeval stone."

"If my luck is good and this Moonlight Gu does not have a strong will, I only need 5 primeval stones."

"But if stubborn, I'll get in trouble, it might take about at least 8."

Gu is a living creature, so it was natural that they had the will to survive.

Some have a strong will and will always refuse the refining process, some Gu have a weak will, as long as their refining gives up helplessly, so no rejection, the refining process will be relaxed.

"Right now I only have 6 primeval stones on me, but I give 2 to the innkeeper, so I am left with 4. Not enough."

In this world the primeval stone was the local currency, and its purchasing power was extremely strong.

A normal family of 3 people would spend at most 1 primeval stone in a month. But when it came to Gu Master, the consumption of primeval stones was greater.

Take Fang Yuan for example, just by refining Gu alone he would need an average of 7 primeval stones or more.

And this was only on Moonlight Gu, if he really found the Liquor Worm, just to refine it with Fang Yuan's talent level, he would need at least a dozen more!

"In other words, right now my situation is, even if I find the Liquor Worm, I don't have a primeval stone to refine it."

"However I still need to look for it, because there is a high probability that the Flower Wine Monk treasure has many primeval stones."

This is not a difficult deduction. Flower Wine Monk was a rank 5 Gu Master.

For the famous strong warrior of the Demonic Way, how could he not have a primeval stone, which was a must-have item in the cultivation of the Gu Master?