Xu Mu Is Your Husband

Guan Liu continued, "Ah Hua's daughter is still a virgin and not bad-looking either. This is a bargain for you."

"I'll agree for Xu Mu!"

Shi Fumeng grabbed Xu Mu's hand. "Agree, so we can all leave. Don't worry, I won't look down on you."

"Agree my ass?"

Xu Mu shook off Shi Fumeng's arm. "Senior, if I agree, you wouldn't let me go right away, would you?"

"Of course not. Mixed-race breeding has low success rates. It's not a one-and-done deal."

Guan Liu pointed at the people present. "Once all of them are pregnant, you can leave. I mean what I say."

"What? How long do we have to be trapped here?"

Shi Fumeng was instantly displeased. Her original plan was for Xu Mu to go at it a dozen times, and once the battle ended, they could retreat unscathed.

Now it seemed they would be stuck here.

What if that older one didn't get pregnant for a year or two?

"Xu Mu, I've been reasonable with you. Our Guanxiong tribe isn't like the big Jiuli tribe. They would really kill you, because you actually threaten them."

Guan Liu pointed behind him. "Our Guanxiong tribe is just third-rate. We don't mind your growth. Once you grow strong and take down the big tribes, it might even be our opportunity."

Shi Fumeng didn't know what to do. She could only look up at Xu Mu.

"Senior, something just came to mind. Now I have a third option: I can leave easily."

Xu Mu suddenly smiled.

"I'm not afraid to tell you my cultivation level: peak of the Fifth Tier of Realm Breaking. Even if you're stronger, you won't escape from me."

Guan Liu said confidently. "Since this is this girl's hometown, you wouldn't dare and don't have the skill to place transfer tokens outside."

"An old fox indeed, you guessed right. I don't have a transfer token, but I have another method."

Xu Mu raised a finger. "If I'm not mistaken, Senior, the reason you escaped is because you drank poison wine, right?"

Guan Liu's eyes sharpened. "You know what this is?"

Xu Mu smiled. "You've heard of the Eternal Life Research Institute, right? The poison wine you drank was made by them. Their goal is to control experts like you."

Guan Liu's heart sank. Before being rescued, they were given an address and told to gather in a month.

Someone asked what would happen if they didn't go.

The answer was simple: in about twenty days, they'd find out.

After Guan Liu got out, he quickly contacted his descendants. They knew about the chaos at Mount Kunlun and that people had escaped.

Though they didn't know who escaped, they sent people to wait at Guan Liu's old hometown.

Finally, Guan Liu was brought here.

Guan Liu felt no discomfort these days, but the poison wine he drank still gnawed at him.

"Xu Mu! What does this stuff do?"

Guan Liu asked.

"Addiction. When it kicks in, you feel an itch—not on your skin, where you can scratch."

Xu Mu tapped his forehead. "An itch deep in your brain, unbearably intense. I've heard of people cracking open their skulls to scratch it, but they usually die before they can."

At this, not only Guan Liu but also the Guanxiong tribe members behind him turned pale.

"Their goal is to use the poison wine to control you, make you their slave. As long as you serve them, you get a little each month."

Xu Mu shrugged. "Senior, think about it: if they weren't sure you'd fall in line, would they take such a risk?"

Guan Liu exhaled. "I underestimated their ruthlessness. By the way, you said you could leave—how?"

"I've killed quite a few Eternal Life Research Institute people and gathered intel. I also know how to make their poison wine."

Xu Mu showed a slight grin. "And I have some on me right now."

"No wonder the audience said that after Mr. Soul showed his face, he targeted you first."

The middle-aged man with the small mustache behind them muttered.

Guan Liu looked back, then stared at Xu Mu. "You think I'd let you go for the poison wine? But have you thought that if I take your wine, I'd still be under your control?"

"I won't ask you to do anything. If I break my word, you can just join the Eternal Life Research Institute. They'll always need an expert like you."

Xu Mu said calmly.

"Fine, I'll trust you for now. Where's the wine? Hand it over."

Xu Mu opened his storage space and pulled out three bottles of mineral water.

Inside wasn't water, but a dark yellow liquid that looked like urine.

"When the craving hits, drink one cap. Don't drink too much—this stuff is highly addictive, and your dosage will keep increasing."

Xu Mu handed the three bottles to Guan Liu.

"Kid, if you're lying to me, I'll kill you. To me, there's no difference between the ruins and the outside world. I'll destroy an entire city to take you down."

Guan Liu unscrewed a cap and sniffed. It smelled like alcohol, at least not urine.

He then screwed the cap back on. "Xu Mu, what do I do when this runs out?"

"Come find me, and I'll brew more. It needs several high-grade heavenly treasures and some alchemy skill, otherwise it won't work on experts like you."

Xu Mu explained with a smile.

"Fine. I'll wait twenty days to see. If the craving is unbearable, I'll try it. But later, I'll find a way to quit."

Guan Liu knew he couldn't kill Xu Mu now. Worse, he couldn't let him die.

If Xu Mu died, who would supply the wine?

"You can go. Don't leak my whereabouts."

Guan Liu said to Xu Mu and the others.

"Don't worry. Oh, and Senior, since we're partners now, we want to go deeper to handle some business."

Xu Mu said to Guan Liu.

"Go ahead."

Guan Liu turned to a black-haired woman in a floral dress. "Guan Xian."

"Patriarch."

A woman stepped forward.

From appearance, she looked about twenty years old.

She was nearly 1.7 meters tall, with a moderate figure, but gave off a warm, big-sister vibe.

Her chest hole wasn't on her chest but below her neck, with a circular necklace pendant covering the gap.

"You go with Xu Mu."

Guan Liu said flatly. "Remember, he is your future husband."

"Yes."

Guan Xian nodded slightly and walked over to Xu Mu.

"What the hell? Senior, is my wine not working anymore?"

Xu Mu asked in protest.