"I refuse!" An Yi declared righteously.
Shangguan Qianqian raised an eyebrow slightly, seemingly surprised by his decisiveness.
She prided herself on her looks—frankly speaking, her appearance had played a major role in her success thus far.
An Yi curled his lips. "You were after my body from the start. I saw right through you. Fan exploitation is unethical."
Shangguan Qianqian:
Her face darkened, fists clenched.
"You bastard!"
An Yi smirked.
This token was a hot commodity right now.
Did she really think she could just sweet-talk her way into getting it? Boss Nie was willing to pay five billion for it!
Five billion!
He could grind himself into dust for that kind of money!
Ding! Task triggered—[Bestowal]! Reward: Evil Power Value +20! Shangguan Qianqian’s Favorability +20!
An Yi: ?
He opened the task requirements and nearly choked.
[Bestowal]
Task Requirement: Gift Shangguan Qianqian the Hongtian Token ×1
He had rejected an astronomical payout to keep the token, and now this damn system wanted him to hand it over to Shangguan Qianqian?!
"Damn it! Trash system! Go to hell!"
An Yi was furious.
Shangguan Qianqian tilted her head. "What’s wrong?"
An Yi coughed lightly. "About my earlier proposal… I was being shallow. Forget I ever mentioned it!"
Shangguan Qianqian crossed her arms, her expression icy. "I don’t care about your lustful intentions."
"Uh…"
An Yi’s face fell. Now that he’d pissed her off, there was no way to backtrack.
With a heavy sigh, he pulled out a black crystal token wrapped in an unknown material.
"Here. Take it. Just don’t let anyone know—there are devices that can detect its presence."
He looked ten years older, his voice weary.
Shangguan Qianqian stared at the wrapped token, baffled. "You… why…?"
"Consider it an employee benefit." An Yi waved it off casually, though internally he was imagining riddling the system with bullets.
Shangguan Qianqian’s usually aloof face flickered with surprise as she studied him.
Ding! [Bestowal] task completed! Evil Power Value +20! Shangguan Qianqian’s Favorability +20! Current Favorability: 80!
Hearing the notification, An Yi raised an eyebrow.
80 favorability already!
What would happen if it reached 100?
Would she be so moved that she’d willingly submit to him?
Clearly, he was overthinking it.
Aside from the favorability boost, Shangguan Qianqian showed no signs of surrendering.
"Has the Hehuan Sect contacted you?" An Yi changed the subject with a cough.
Shangguan Qianqian nodded. "I’ve spread the word that you poisoned me. If I leave you, I’ll die without the antidote."
An Yi blinked. "Will they buy that?"
Shangguan Qianqian smirked. "To them, staying with you is like being trapped in a den of wolves. They’re trying to ‘rescue’ me from this living hell."
An Yi: "..."
An awkward silence followed.
An Yi’s gaze drifted to a pendant on the table—one that stood out. He reached for it.
But Shangguan Qianqian snatched it away instantly, her reaction sharp.
An Yi cleared his throat. "My bad."
He’d caught a glimpse of the character engraved on it—Cheng.
What did that mean?
Shangguan Qianqian pocketed the pendant and spoke first. "The emergence of the Hongtian Secret Realm will reshape the martial world’s landscape. For our Asura Sect, it’s also an opportunity to rise. Don’t waste it."
An Yi’s lips curled.
The Hongtian Secret Realm would open in just half a month.
He was growing more eager by the day.
"Well, it’s late. I’ll head out. See you at the Hongtian Secret Realm."
Without waiting for a reply, An Yi stretched and sauntered out the door.
Watching his retreating figure, Shangguan Qianqian fell into thought, her eyes lingering on the wine glass.
It wasn’t wine—it was an aphrodisiac.
Once opened, its effects would permeate the air, heightening arousal and… performance.
The antidote was drinking it.
Yet An Yi, completely unguarded, had resisted its influence effortlessly.
Just what kind of man is he?
Clutching the Hongtian Token, Shangguan Qianqian felt an unfamiliar surge of curiosity about him.
That careless, roguish exterior… was it all just a facade?
---
Midnight. A Lamborghini roared down the highway.
An Yi cursed. "What the hell? It’s been an hour—why is it still standing strong?!"
As the Hongtian Secret Realm’s opening drew near, the battle for tokens intensified.
At the edge of Dongnan Province, atop a hill—
Two groups clashed in a bloody struggle.
"Wang Chuan, you’re the last one left. Hand over the token."
A portly man draped in a fur coat and gold chains grinned smugly.
Behind him stood a group of masked enforcers, each radiating killing intent.
Wang Chuan knelt, battered and bloodied, his eyes filled with grief as he stared at the corpses around him.
To protect this token—
He’d lost everything.
His brothers-in-arms, gone. Only he remained.
Trembling, he raised the token, tears and snot streaming down his face. "Tiger Lord, take it… just spare me. I’ve got nothing left."
The fur-clad man took the token and smiled warmly—before flicking his wrist.
A silver thread flashed.
Wang Chuan’s neck split open.
Thud. His head rolled to the ground.
"Congratulations, Tiger Lord!"
The subordinates bowed in unison.
The fur-clad man—nicknamed Northeast Tiger—laughed heartily, his golden teeth gleaming.
"With this token, our future is set! From now on, us nine brothers—"
He paused.
The numbers didn’t add up.
One, two, three… eight, nine.
Including him, that made ten.
"Shit, there’s an extra!"
Northeast Tiger scowled at a frail old man who stood out among the burly fighters.
"Tsk, caught me." The old man removed his mask, grinning.
The crowd gasped.
"C-Cheng Yuanfeng?!"
Thump.
The last body hit the ground. Cheng Yuanfeng stood amidst the carnage, his clothes spotless.
"Disrespectful brats. I’ve ruled the underworld for decades—you don’t get to call me by name."
Northeast Tiger was no more.
Cheng Yuanfeng examined the Hongtian Token, his expression grim.
Time was running out.
This secret realm was his only hope now.
"Old man, you’re hard to track down."
A stunning woman in ancient robes appeared, her gaze icy as she stared at Cheng Yuanfeng.
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