Chapter 15

"Because they have a bad temper?" Zuan An tentatively asked.

Cheng Shouping replied, "Because they are the best at anal attacks. They always strike from the prey's anus. Their curved, sharp teeth will bite into your anus and not let go, then they pull hard, and your intestines and organs will gush out."

"You don't have to act it out behind me," Zuan An said with a gloomy face, covering his buttocks and wishing he could kick him away.

Cheng Shouping chuckled, "I'm just worried about you, sir. When you face these wolves, it's easy to get an anal fissure, so everyone calls them fierce black wolves. Plus, they hold grudges and travel in packs, so many strong people don't want to provoke them and just avoid them."

Zuan An felt a chill between his legs and hurriedly hummed, "Do I look like someone who would provoke such disgusting creatures?"

Cheng Shouping sized him up, thinking of the rumors about him, and finally felt reassured, "Indeed, you don't."

Zuan An could read the mockery of his strength in his eyes, but he didn't have time to settle accounts with him, "Go back first, and remember not to tell anyone in the mansion that I came here."

Not seeing the Ji girl he wanted to see, Cheng Shouping had no interest in staying. He might as well go back and see if Sister Xue had returned. He patted his chest and said, "Don't worry, sir. Have you forgotten my name? I'll keep it absolutely secret!"

Zuan An looked at him suspiciously, wondering why he always felt this guy was a troublemaker.

But finally getting rid of him, Zuan An found a piece of cloth to cover his face and squeezed into the crowd. With his increased strength, he easily pushed his way in and asked the middle-aged man on the lounge chair, "Can you really cure any disease?"

This had to be confirmed clearly; otherwise, if he went through great hardships to complete the task and the other party couldn't cure him, wouldn't that be a huge loss?

"Except for poverty, I can cure anything!" Doctor Ji still swayed in his chair, not even opening his eyes.

"What if I complete the task, but you can't cure my disease in the end?" Zuan An was still uneasy.

Doctor Ji finally opened his eyes, looked him up and down, and finally focused on the area between his legs, "Isn't it just a matter of your pants? You make it sound like a terminal illness."

Zuan An felt a surge of joy; the other party had found the root of the problem with just one glance, so there was hope.

But he immediately felt the strange gazes of the people around him, clearly hearing that his problem was there, either out of sympathy or disdain.

"Tsk, tsk, tsk, so young and already like this. The younger generation is getting worse and worse."

"You must remember his lesson. When young, you don't know the value of your essence; when old, you can only cry in vain."

"Is it a venereal disease? Will it be contagious at this distance?"

...

Someone said this, and within a few meters, no one was left.

That joke goes, if a woman is taking a shower and someone suddenly breaks in to take a photo, what should she cover first? The answer is her face.

Zuan An thought it was lucky he had covered his face; otherwise, he would have been utterly embarrassed. This Doctor Ji didn't know about patient privacy, shouting it out like that.

"Alright, I'll take this task. Where can I find the traces of the fierce black wolves?" Since no one could see his face, it was better to gather more information about the task.

"You?" Doctor Ji looked him up and down, shook his head, "Your strength is too low. Be careful, or you'll get anally violated."

"That's none of your business. If I take it, I have a certain level of confidence," Zuan An replied. He planned to check it out first; if he couldn't complete the task, he would retreat and try writing a book called "The Young Matron Bai" again.

"I don't care if you want to die. Outside the city, in Wolf Valley. Go find it yourself." Doctor Ji rolled his eyes and continued to pretend to sleep.

Zuan An nodded and turned to leave. At this point, people around him tried to dissuade him, "Young man, don't go. Nothing is more important than your life."

Another person immediately countered, "I disagree. As a man, if that part is problematic, what's the point of living?"

...

Zuan An felt that if he stayed, he could personally contribute to the keyboard's anger value. He left with a dark face. Not long after, a small porcelain bottle was thrown into his hand.

What is this?

While he was still dazed, a voice came from his ear, "This is a healing medicine. It might save your life. Wolf Valley is very dangerous. Run if you can't handle it."

He recognized Doctor Ji's voice, looked back, and saw him still lying on the lounge chair, resting. The others seemed not to have heard this, still surrounding him and pleading.

Zuan An felt a warmth in his heart; this guy had a tough mouth but a soft heart, truly a doctor with a benevolent heart.

He didn't know that Doctor Ji was secretly smirking, thinking, "Let you defame my daughter's reputation. I'll give you a bottle of medicine to make you bolder and go deeper into Wolf Valley. You won't even know how you die."

It turned out that Zuan An's behavior in the crowd had not escaped his notice.

Zuan An didn't know this and walked out of the city with a look of anticipation. He hadn't had time to look around when he was in Chu Chuyan's carriage, and now he finally had the chance to observe this new world.

The street layout and house structures were somewhat similar to historical dramas, but the biggest difference was the people's clothing.

In ancient China, clothing was meant to cover the body, and skin was rarely exposed. However, in this world, he had already seen many girls with exposed white thighs.

Similarly, the dresses in this world seemed to show off the women's figures, and the men around them were accustomed to it.

For a moment, Zuan An felt as if he had returned to the urban streets of his time, watching handsome men and beautiful women in fashion shows. The only difference was that the clothing in this world had a touch of ancient elements.

It seemed that cultivation had made this world more open than ancient China. After the initial shock, Zuan An quickly got used to it, as in his previous life, Hanfu girls and modern fashion beauties often coexisted on the streets.

Hey, why does that girl have two ears on her head? What's that thing shaking on her butt?

Truly terrifying!

Zuan An took a deep breath, remembering the world background he had learned from Cheng Shouping. A thousand years ago, several generations of emperors led the human race to defeat the alien coalition, driving the various races to the cold, remote edges of the world.

A thousand years of warfare had intertwined the various forces, and many alien races remained in the human kingdom. The humans did not exterminate them, and both sides reached a state of coexistence.

Zuan An observed carefully along the way and found that the probability of seeing aliens was similar to seeing foreigners in his previous life's cities, clearly indicating that humans still held the absolute advantage.

Unfortunately, I have no interest in beast girls. Cat girls and tiger girls don't really appeal to me, but fox spirits are quite nice.

Zuan An's mind started to wander, wondering if there were any elves. He liked elves; mermaids were also fine, but he wondered if they had legs or tails.

Oh, right, I wonder if there are any dragon races. I like dragon girls the most, but would I be crushed by a dragon?

...

But when he thought about his physical condition, his excited face immediately fell, "Can't even stand up, what's the point of thinking about these things."

Suddenly, his shoulder was patted, and a voice came from beside him, "Brother Zuan, where are you going?"

Zuan An turned around and saw a man in black smiling at him, with a mole on his chin that trembled with his smile, and a fierce tattoo on his neck that seemed to read "Twelve."

Fortunately, the body's owner wasn't illiterate, or he would have been in trouble after crossing over.

But Zuan An still felt a bit annoyed because the man in front of him looked like a villain. Was he that unlucky to run into trouble as soon as he went out?

Seeing that he didn't respond, a cold light flashed in the man's triangular eyes, but it was quickly hidden by his smile, "What, don't recognize your brother? I'm Twelve of the Plum Clan. We used to drink and play dice together."

Is there such a strange surname in the world?

Zuan An couldn't help but ask, "Do you have a sister named Thirteen of the Plum Clan?"

"Sister?" Twelve of the Plum Clan was taken aback, then laughed, "If Thirteen heard you say that, he'd beat you up."

There really is a Thirteen of the Plum Clan?

Zuan An felt a faint hope rise in his heart, "Do you know a barber named Wu Liuchiqi?"

"Wu Liuchiqi? A barber? What nonsense. I've never heard of him," Twelve of the Plum Clan asked, "Do you know him?"

Zuan An shook his head, "No, I don't."

Twelve of the Plum Clan was speechless, thinking, "If you don't know him, why ask?"

Anger value from Twelve of the Plum Clan +12!

Zuan An looked at him unexpectedly, "You got angry so easily? Looks like you have a small heart."

"Hey, you seem to have grown stronger," Twelve of the Plum Clan put his arm around Zuan An's shoulder and couldn't help but pinch him.

Zuan An cursed him in his heart, "Maybe I'm just eating well at the Duke's mansion." He deliberately mentioned the Chu family to make him back off, as he had important matters to attend to and didn't want any distractions.

Twelve of the Plum Clan thought, "You're fooling me. No matter how well you eat in two days, you can't grow that fast." But he couldn't imagine that the other party had become a cultivator in just one night, "By the way, where are you going?"

"Oh, I plan to leave the city for a while," Zuan An said vaguely.

Twelve of the Plum Clan's eyes lit up, "Great, I'm also leaving the city. Let's go together."

Zuan An looked at him with a half-smile, "Sure, where are you going, Brother Twelve?"

Twelve of the Plum Clan's eyes darted around, "Where are you going, brother?"

"I'm going to Wolf Valley," Zuan An said directly.

"Really? I'm going there too," Twelve of the Plum Clan thought to himself, "This guy is as stupid as ever, not even a bit cautious."

Wait, why is he going to Wolf Valley?

Never mind, it doesn't matter what he's doing there. That place is perfect for robbing and killing. I'll kill him and throw him into the wolf pack, ensuring no trace is left. The Chu family won't be able to find him.

The last task was a failure, and he was struck by lightning but still survived, causing me to be severely punished by the boss. This time, he's walking into hell on his own.

Zuan An felt a chill and thought, "I need to be careful."