Ahead.
It was a camp where adventurers were stationed.
This adventuring party numbered in the hundreds, and their overall strength was formidable. There were over ten powerhouses whose energy fluctuations reached the Mortal Immortal Realm.
Among them, one man was particularly striking.
He was dressed in white, with a face as fine as jade and a slender build. His handsome features were adorned with a smile of unrestrained wildness.
At this moment, he was flirting with a young and beautiful woman beside him.
"Sister Chen Qian, are you hungry? How about I cook you some noodles?"
The man gazed at the beautiful woman affectionately, raising an eyebrow. "My hand-pulled wide noodles are top-notch, they'll leave you with endless aftertaste."
As he spoke, he blinked his eyes several times, constantly sending out signals.
The man was named Wu Qian, the young master of the Ten Lakes Stronghold, a first-rate force in the Western Regions. Not only was his status noble, but his strength was also extraordinary, possessing a cultivation base of the fifth level of the Mortal Immortal Realm.
He was no longer young, yet he maintained a youthful and handsome appearance, having corrupted countless naive girls.
"Brother Wu, you're so naughty. You're so bad."
Chen Qian was clearly not innocent either, understanding the impropriety of his words. She playfully hit Wu Qian a few times with a shy demeanor.
Wu Qian seized the opportunity to grab Chen Qian's small hand, tickling her palm, and chuckled, "Where am I bad? Tell me."
"I heard you have countless confidantes, have incurred many romantic debts, and love to trick innocent young girls the most."
Chen Qian pretended to withdraw her hand, speaking with a hint of jealousy.
"It's all slander and malicious defamation by those with ulterior motives. Those scoundrels can't stand to see me do well."
Wu Qian vehemently denied it, stating with a serious expression, "Of course, I've had some women, but they were all coveting my status and position, wanting to climb higher. My interactions with them were merely for show. It's different with you, Sister Qian. I'm serious, and I genuinely intend to marry you."
As he spoke, he pulled Chen Qian into his embrace, his mischievous hands already moving.
"If you are truly sincere with me, then help me kill Ji Hei Tou of Feng Mo City, and also raze Xi Xia Villa. My father, Chen Jin, was killed by Ji Hei Tou and Du Mu. The hatred for my father's death is irreconcilable; they must both die."
Chen Qian half-heartedly resisted, allowing his large hands to roam freely.
In truth, Chen Qian did not harbor much hatred for her father Chen Jin's death. However, Chen Jin had become a discarded piece of the Tong Tian Pavilion, used as a scapegoat, which led to her being expelled from the Tong Tian Pavilion as well.
Originally, Chen Jin was a core elder of the Tong Tian Pavilion, and her status within the Tong Tian Pavilion was extremely noble, with everyone fawning over her.
But now that Chen Jin had become a disgrace to humanity, and she was implicated, losing everything, she harbored an intense hatred for Ji Mo and Du Mu.
Wu Qian霸气ly assured her, "Don't worry, Sister Qian. That Ji Hei Tou also killed one of my uncles. I will definitely not let him go. Xi Xia Villa is nothing. I will find a suitable excuse later to raze it for you and vent your anger."
"Brother Wu, you must keep your word and not just play me… Ah… you rascal, stop touching me there."
Chen Qian's face flushed red. Wu Qian was so unrestrained, touching her in such a place in front of so many people.
There were so many people around; it was so embarrassing.
Wu Qian was clearly an experienced hand. He chuckled and said, "Sister Qian, your body has a lot of internal heat. Let's go to my tent. My Wu Tong Acupuncture technique is very effective. I'll give you a few needles to treat it properly."
Saying this, he eagerly pulled Chen Qian towards his tent.
It was at this moment that Lang Jing's voice carried from afar.
The cultivators guarding the camp clearly recognized Lang Jing and did not stop him, allowing him into the camp.
"Brother Wu Qian."
Lang Jing quickly approached Wu Qian, his face full of excitement, feeling that his great revenge was about to be avenged.
"Who are you?"
Wu Qian's eyes were filled with rage, his face darkened.
At this critical juncture, someone so tactless had come to ruin his good time, showing no discernment.
"Brother Qian, it's me, Lang Jing from the Lang family. We met at Yan Fang Tower last month. You ordered over a dozen snake girls that night, and I paid the bill."
Lang Jing smiled broadly, but his heart felt bitter.
Back then, at Yan Fang Tower, Wu Qian had slung an arm around his shoulder and called him brother. He never expected him to turn his back and pretend not to know him.
They say that men who frequent brothels together develop a stronger friendship than those who have faced life and death together, but it all turned out to be lies.
"Nonsense. I, Wu Qian, am upright and have a clean reputation. How could I possibly frequent brothels? I don't know you well; do not slander my name."
Wu Qian would certainly not admit it. How could he let Chen Qian know about such things?
Chen Qian secretly wanted to laugh. He only mentioned Yan Fang Tower, not that it was a brothel. You exposed yourself, which was as obvious as protesting too much.
She was very curious. She had heard some gossip that Wu Qian was all show and no substance, that he was weak. Was ordering over a dozen snake girls that night an exaggeration? Could he handle it?
Upright and with a clean reputation?
Lang Jing couldn't help but spit at Wu Qian. How many innocent girls had this old lecher harmed? How dare he say such things without fear of divine retribution?
If nothing else, last time at Yan Fang Tower, you didn't want to pay after you were done, and I was the one who cleaned up your mess.
"Sister Qian, I really don't know this person. You must believe me. Am I the kind of person who frequents brothels? Impossible."
Wu Qian quickly explained to Chen Qian, trying his best to prove that he was a decent and good man.
"Brother Wu Qian, I know information about a celestial artifact. I originally came specifically to inform you, but unexpectedly… alas!"
Lang Jing feigned a sigh and turned to leave.
"Celestial artifact!"
Wu Qian's body trembled. His expression changed immediately. He strode forward, slung an arm around Lang Jing's shoulder, and said with a smile, "Brother Lang Jing, I was just kidding with you. We've been to brothels together, played with snake girls, and have a life-or-death friendship. We are like brothers; how could I possibly forget you?"
Chen Qian was instantly bewildered.
She thought women changed their minds quickly, but she never expected that there were stronger people out there, and that mountains were higher than mountains.
One second ago, Wu Qian had adamantly denied knowing Lang Jing and having frequented brothels, but now he was contradicting himself.
Most importantly, he wasn't embarrassed at all.
At this moment, Chen Qian began to regret it. Was it the right decision to find someone like Wu Qian to avenge her?
What if she ended up being taken advantage of by this scoundrel, getting nothing in return?
Going for marriage?
I don't believe you, you liar. It must be a despicable tactic to deceive innocent girls.
Although Chen Qian appeared naive on the surface, her mind was very deep, and she saw things more clearly than anyone.
The words "celestial artifact" also caught her attention, and she immediately perked up her ears to eavesdrop.
Wu Qian conversed enthusiastically with Lang Jing, as if they hadn't seen each other for years.
If she hadn't just witnessed Wu Qian's earlier demeanor, Lang Jing might have truly believed that Wu Qian considered him a brother.
"Humans are truly incredibly insidious."
Lang Jing's heart was filled with contempt, but on the surface, he maintained an appearance of being deeply moved.
"Good brother, do you truly know about the celestial artifact?"
Wu Qian changed the subject, finally unable to hold back his question.
Lang Jing was also an accomplished actor, putting on a mournful expression and choking back tears. "Speaking of which, it brings tears to my eyes. I still need Brother Qian to avenge me."
He fabricated a story, claiming that he had painstakingly unearthed a celestial artifact but was robbed of it by the Yu family in collusion with Ji Mo, and his clansmen were all slaughtered.
"Let's go, hurry and lead the way. I'll help you snatch the celestial artifact back."
Wu Qian's eyes lit up. He was determined to have this celestial artifact.