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"Jing Hao, I am just too lonely. After you returned to Sakura Island, I thought of you day and night, unable to sleep. This is the only way I could alleviate my longing."

The voice of Venerable Wen Ying carried a trace of deep tenderness, like a spring breeze skimming across the surface of a lake, causing gentle ripples. Her lips drew close to "Assistant Innkeeper Jing Hao," whom Yu Qingtan had disguised herself as, and the orchid-like breath sent shivers of dread through Yu Qingtan—so your dalliance with Wei Chengnian was to relieve your loneliness.

"Let's leave this place. I will take you back to Sakura Island!"

"Yes, I miss home, too!"

Yu Qingtan thought to herself that it was as expected—the real Venerable Wen Ying was a rogue cultivator from Sakura Island, who had somehow disguised herself as a cultivator from the Southeast Region and infiltrated the All-World Academy.

"Jing Hao, before we leave, why don't you go and kill that bastard Zhang Luyue!"

A flicker of ruthlessness passed through Venerable Wen Ying's eyes as she suggested.

"Forget about it. Let's not make further complications. There are too many old immortals in the academy,"

said "Assistant Innkeeper Jing Hao."

Venerable Wen Ying appeared somewhat disappointed, but she didn't insist, merely nodding lightly, "Alright then, we'll do as you say."

"I've just acquired a Spatial Treasure that can hold living people. Get inside, and I will take you out!"

"Okay!"

So Yu Qingtan took Venerable Wen Ying—who harbored no thoughts of resistance—into the System Space.

Since she would fall into a sleep-like state once inside, Yu Qingtan didn't need to worry about exposing the System Space.

Afterward, Yu Qingtan directly returned to her own little courtyard at the All-World Academy through her innate Divine Skills.

The next day, the All-World Academy discovered the disappearance of Venerable Wen Ying from Cold Prison and the incident caused quite a stir.

Jing Hao even went out of his way to tell Yu Qingtan the news, saying the academy suspected that Venerable Wen Ying was indeed a spy from Sakura Island, who had fled in fear of punishment using some method.

However, the news that was spreading far and wide these days between the All-World Academy and Qu Fu Immortal City was about Fairy Qingtan soon giving a speech at the All-World Academy.

There would be one hundred thousand spots for attending the speech live, and it also would be broadcasted throughout the Immortal City. This naturally was the outcome of discussions between Yu Qingtan and Venerable Guardian Yi.

Yu Qingtan had already gained some notoriety in Qu Fu Immortal City with the All-World Stele, and her status soared even higher after ranking on the two lists. Now that she was about to give a speech at the All-World Academy, everyone was trying various means to secure a spot for the live speech.

Despite setting an entrance fee of one Lower Grade Spirit Stone, scalpers had driven the price up to one higher-grade Spirit Stone, and it was still rising.

As for all this, Yu Qingtan didn't care; she continued to cultivate in her courtyard.

The following evening, after she had packed up everything in her Cultivation Room, Yu Qingtan released Venerable Wen Ying.

"Jing Hao, where is this place?"

As Venerable Wen Ying came to her senses and saw "Assistant Innkeeper Jing Hao," she once again threw herself at him, asking softly.

"This is a house I bought in Qu Fu Immortal City. Rest assured, no one knows, and you are safe now,"

"Assistant Innkeeper Jing Hao," encircling her slender waist with his left hand and stroking her hair with his right, said.

"Mmm. Jing Hao, I want you."
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Venerable Wen Ying wrapped her arms around "Assistant Innkeeper Jing Hao's" waist and said affectionately, her lips seeking his for a kiss.

Yu Qingtan quickly put her hand up to block her lips; she had no intention of being taken advantage of.

"Let's talk business first. I heard that Yu Qingtan has come to the All-World Academy again. Do you know about it?"

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Yu Qingtan thought of a topic, which was herself. She knew that the head bartender certainly wanted to get rid of her sooner rather than later.

"I've heard about this matter, but because of that bastard Zhang Lüyue, I didn't have the time to pay attention to it. If you're planning to plot against her, I'm afraid I won't be much help."

Real Person Wen Ying's brow furrowed slightly; in the past, the head bartender clearly enjoyed discussing techniques while talking business. But his aura was unmistakable—could it be that he had been drained by some other fox spirit?

"Master Zhengzhu, let's set aside Yu Qingtan for now, I've missed you so much!"

Real Person Wen Ying said seductively, her right hand already reaching inside the "head bartender Zhengzhu's" clothing, caressing his chest.

Yu Qingtan felt speechless in her heart. Was Real Person Wen Ying really that insatiable? She had started to flirt with her again. Nevertheless, she didn't resist; after all, she still needed to get some information from Real Person Wen Ying.

Even Guardian Zhenyi hadn't been able to get the intelligence he wanted from Real Person Wen Ying; Yu Qingtan felt that even if she used the Tian Xiang Illusion Technique, it probably wouldn't be of any use.

"I've missed you too, Ying'er," Yu Qingtan said softly, her left hand also reaching for the high peaks, preparing to fish for some more information in the process.

But Real Person Wen Ying's body trembled, looking incredulously at "head bartender Zhengzhu."

In private, the head bartender Zhengzhu never called her Ying'er; he only referred to her as Wen Ying, or the little swindler.

"Master Zhengzhu, do you prefer the top or the bottom, the front or the back?"

Real Person Wen Ying looked intently at Yu Qingtan and asked.

Yu Qingtan tensed up; how should she know? She immediately thought that she might have given herself away.

"Ying'er, I don't like people who are too clever," said "head bartender Zhengzhu" as he pushed Wen Ying away, showing a sly smile.

"Who are you, really?"

A chill ran through Real Person Wen Ying's heart; it was no wonder the other party hadn't promptly released the seal on her cultivation level.

But the other party's spiritual power fluctuations and aura didn't seem the least bit off. The deeper layers of her Sea of Consciousness were guarded by that treasure, making Nascent Soul masters' Illusion Techniques, Mantra Techniques, and Soul Search Techniques, ineffective against her. It couldn't possibly be that a God Transformation Honorable had singled her out personally.

"You guess!"

Yu Qingtan continued to smile at her.

A nameless fear surged within Real Person Wen Ying's heart, as she felt she had fallen into an unfathomably deep trap.

She desperately recalled every detail of her interactions with "head bartender Zhengzhu", trying to find any inconsistency, but came up empty. The fluctuation of spiritual power, the aura, and even the behavior of the person before her seemed identical to the head bartender Zhengzhu she knew, plunging her into deep confusion.

"What… what do you really want?" Real Person Wen Ying barely maintained her composure, attempting to find answers in the other's gaze.

"It's simple. I want to know everything you know. As long as you cooperate, I can guarantee with a Heavenly Soul Pact that you will return to Sakura Island unharmed," Yu Qingtan continued, speaking with a smile that seemed to have a captivating power.

Real Person Wen Ying's heart trembled; she realized she had no way out—this person was terrifying.

She took a deep breath and slowly said, "Alright!"

She didn't want to die, and she believed in the binding force of the Heavenly Soul Pact.

Yu Qingtan took out a Heavenly Soul Pact, wrote down the content, left her own Soul Marking Seal, and handed it over to Real Person Wen Ying to read.

After the incident at Niu Lanshan, she had specifically exchanged two blank Heavenly Soul Pacts as "Xu Kexin" at the Extreme Path Demon Sect.

Real Person Wen Ying was reassured and began to recount slowly. She knew her life was entirely in the hands of the other party; she could only divulge everything she knew without reservation.