Chapter 17

Zuan An, "both shocked and angry": "It's you? We have no grudges from the past or the present, why do you want to harm me?"

Mei Hua Twelve laughed with a sinister grin: "You just offended the wrong person."

"Who did I offend?" Zuan An asked hurriedly.

Mei Hua Twelve stepped on his back with the tip of his foot, drew a knife, and patted his face: "You don't need to know that. Go ask King Yan in the underworld."

Zuan An couldn't help but wonder if this world also had legends of the underworld and King Yan.

"If you dare to kill me, the Chu family won't let you off." Zuan An probed, trying to determine if the mastermind was from the Chu family.

"Oh, I'm so scared~" Mei Hua Twelve patted his chest, putting on a very exaggerated act, "In this desolate wilderness, who would know how you died?"

He paused and continued: "But you've reminded me, better safe than sorry. I won't do it myself. I'll throw you into the Wolf Valley and let the fierce black wolves tear you to pieces. Then the Chu family won't be able to find me, right?"

Zuan An was somewhat surprised. From the tone of the other party, the mastermind wasn't from the Chu family?

"By the way, do you know why the fierce black wolves are called fierce black wolves?" Mei Hua Twelve laughed, not waiting for an answer, "Because they are good at anal penetration. You can only watch helplessly as they tear out your intestines, but you won't die immediately. You can only watch them eat you alive. Believe me, it won't be a pleasant experience."

Zuan An was puzzled. What was the point of telling him this at such a time? Was it to satisfy a sadistic pleasure?

Mei Hua Twelve assumed he was scared speechless and continued: "But if you can answer a few questions for me, I might consider giving you a quick death to avoid such torture."

"What questions?" Zuan An was taken aback, thinking that perhaps the original owner of this body knew some secret that had attracted the attention of various parties.

Mei Hua Twelve squatted down, a sinister smile on his face: "How big is the Chu family's young lady?"

Zuan An: "???"

He had considered all sorts of possibilities, but never expected such a question.

"About this big." Zuan An gestured casually, as he had never seen her, so he just made it up.

"How thin is her waist?"

"About this thin?" Zuan An was getting impatient. If he didn't get any useful information soon, he wouldn't bother with this nonsense.

"How tight is it, and how does she moan? Damn, you're making me hard." Mei Hua Twelve felt his mouth dry, and he took off his pants, "Come, suck it!"

Since he probably couldn't get the Chu family's lady, he might as well indirectly experience her flavor this way.

Zuan An: "???"

He had intended to probe for information, but didn't expect this guy to be such a pervert!

He snatched the knife from his hand, and with a swift motion, cut off his manhood.

"Ahhh~" Mei Hua Twelve, caught off guard, clutched his crotch and rolled on the ground, then accidentally hit his head on a tree and passed out from the pain.

Mei Hua Twelve seemed to have a long dream. In the dream, he was sent to the palace by the gang leader to be a eunuch. In the silkworm room, he was castrated, and the eunuchs in the palace fed him a lot of light yellow stuff without giving him water for days. He was almost dying of thirst.

Perhaps the heavens heard his plea, and it started raining. The rain was warm and tasted slightly salty.

He greedily drank a few mouthfuls, then suddenly felt something was wrong and opened his eyes. He found himself tied to a big tree. He tried to break free, but the ropes didn't budge. He noticed the ropes were from his own body, specially treated to deal with low-level cultivators.

What was going on?

He was still confused. Wasn't he supposed to take Zuan An to the Wolf Valley? He noticed his face was wet and instinctively licked it. The taste was similar to what he had in his dream.

Zuan An, standing on a tree stump, adjusted his pants and said apologetically: "Sorry, you wouldn't wake up, and I couldn't find any water to splash on you, so I had to use what was available. I've been a bit overheated these days, so it's a bit yellow."

Mei Hua Twelve now knew what was on his face, especially since he had drunk a few mouthfuls in his dream: "What the hell!"

Anger from Mei Hua Twelve +777!

"You're pretty fired up too, huh?" Zuan An said, though he was secretly delighted. Such a good opportunity to earn more anger points, it would be a waste not to take advantage of it.

Mei Hua Twelve cursed: "You damn bastard, how dare you tie me up! Let me go!"

Zuan An jumped off the tree stump: "Have you forgotten what just happened?"

Mei Hua Twelve was taken aback. He remembered he was stepping on this guy, trying to make him... He looked down and saw his crotch was a bloody mess. Despite the blood having stopped, there was nothing left. He let out a piercing cry: "Where did it go?"

With his scream, the wound reopened, and a jet of blood spurted out.

Zuan An couldn't help but marvel at the physical resilience of cultivators. In the previous world, a man with such an injury would have bled to death, but in this world, a cultivator could endure for so long.

He rubbed his ears, which were still ringing from the scream, then pointed to a long bamboo pole nearby. At the top of the pole was a thin line, and at the other end was a bloody object hanging in the air: "There, your treasure is over there."

"You damn bastard, you tricked me!" As the events replayed in his mind, Mei Hua Twelve realized he had been outsmarted.

Anger from Mei Hua Twelve +999!

Seeing the anger points reach a new high, Zuan An couldn't help but think that men, regardless of the world, were extremely attached to their treasures.

"Are you a cultivator?" Mei Hua Twelve gradually calmed down.

To be able to snatch the knife from him, even by surprise, was impossible for an ordinary person.

Thinking of the immense force he had felt, the other party's cultivation was even higher than his. How could this be possible? Just a few days ago, he was a weakling.

"Now it's my turn to ask the questions, not yours." Zuan An patted his mouth with the knife, "Tell me, who wants to kill me?"

Mei Hua Twelve, still angry, turned his head away.

"You're not going to talk, huh?" Zuan An wasn't upset. He walked to the side, picked up the bamboo pole, and waved it in the air, "Actually, losing it isn't as serious as you might think. If treated promptly, it might even be reattached. But if you delay, the surrounding tissue will die, and that won't be my problem."

In the previous world, there were surgeries to reattach severed limbs. If treated promptly, they could recover most of their function. In this world of cultivators, with various wondrous abilities, it should be possible to achieve similar results.

Mei Hua Twelve's expression changed. His previously dull eyes gained a glimmer of hope: "If I tell you, will you really let me go?"

"I'll consider it." Zuan An replied.

Mei Hua Twelve snorted. He was a seasoned veteran and wouldn't be so easily fooled.

Zuan An shrugged: "If you don't talk, there's no chance of being let go. If you do, there's a tiny chance. You decide."

"It was the gang leader's order." Mei Hua Twelve replied.

"What's the gang leader's name?" Zuan An pressed.

Mei Hua Twelve hesitated, looking around to make sure no one else was there, then said: "The gang leader's name is Mei Chao Feng."

Noticing his small movements, Zuan An realized he must be quite afraid of this gang leader. Wait, Mei Chao Feng?

"Is your gang leader a blind woman?" Zuan An swallowed.

"No," Mei Hua Twelve looked confused, clearly not understanding why he asked, "Our gang leader is a real man."

After confirming a few more details, Zuan An realized it wasn't the person he had in mind. He searched his memory but had no recollection of this Mei Chao Feng: "Why does your gang leader want to kill me?"

Mei Hua Twelve's eyes flickered: "How can we, as subordinates, guess the gang leader's thoughts?"

Zuan An laughed coldly: "Are you playing me?" He made a move to throw the bamboo pole into the valley.

"Wait, I remember now," Mei Hua Twelve panicked, "One day, a mysterious person came to see the gang leader. The gang leader took that person to a secret room and talked for a long time, then gave me the order to get rid of you."

"Who was that mysterious person?"

"How would I know if I said it was a mysterious person?"

Zuan An laughed: "Looks like you won't admit it until you see the coffin."

Mei Hua Twelve quickly explained: "I really don't know. The person was completely wrapped in a black cloak, and I couldn't tell if it was a man or a woman. How would I know who it was?"

Seeing him almost in tears and not lying, Zuan An changed the subject: "What's the situation with your Mei Hua Gang?"

After some threats and persuasion, he finally understood that the Mei Hua Gang was the largest criminal organization in Mingyue City. The gang leader, Mei Chao Feng, had adopted thirteen sons, named after the numbers one to thirteen, known as the Thirteen Protectors of the Mei Hua Gang, each a capable individual.

The Mei Hua Gang controlled most of the underground industries in Mingyue City, primarily through protection rackets, and their casinos were their biggest source of profit.

After asking about the abilities of the Thirteen Protectors, Mei Hua Twelve finally said: "Can you give me my treasure back now?" His eyes never left the treasure on the bamboo pole, thinking that once he healed, he would chop this guy up and feed him to the dogs to avenge his humiliation.

Zuan An, seeing the constant stream of "Anger from Mei Hua Twelve +9+9+9+9..." in the background, couldn't help but laugh. This guy had a lot of resentment.

"Fine, I'll give it back." Zuan An, who had been holding the treasure, felt uneasy even through the bamboo pole, and pulled it back.

At that moment, a black shadow flashed by. He heard the sound of flapping wings, and the bamboo pole was empty.

Zuan An noticed a large black bird perched on a nearby branch, looking somewhat like a crow but much larger. It had a small worm in its mouth, which was clearly Mei Hua Twelve's treasure.

The bird looked at the two of them triumphantly, then tilted its head and swallowed the "worm" whole.

"No!" Mei Hua Twelve screamed. The bird, startled, flapped its wings and flew away.

Zuan An: "..."

Mei Hua Twelve: "..."