Supreme Cultivation Master

However, just as Luo Yazhi was about to make her move, Ye Fan suddenly lifted his head with a drunken expression and asked, "Are you... are you calling me?"

Luo Yazhi immediately offered a seductive smile. "Of course, I’m calling you. It’s getting late. Let me take you to my place for the night."

"Beauty, don’t get any funny ideas. I’m a very pure man!"

"Rest assured," Luo Yazhi chuckled, her smile holding a strange, cunning glint. "I won’t be the one getting out of line!" She was certain Ye Fan was dead drunk; the alcohol just hadn’t taken its full effect yet.

She helped the staggering Ye Fan into her car and drove to her home. A moment ago, she had indeed felt the urge to kill him on the spot. However, after thinking it over, she realized he still had considerable value. So, she decided to imprison him instead. This was incredibly dangerous. She was facing the King of Heaven, and a single misstep could get her killed. She was gambling. If she lost, she would die at Ye Fan’s hands. If she won, she would have a chance to break free from the organization and control her own destiny. For her freedom and future, she was willing to take this risk.

Once there, she guided him into her living room. Ye Fan was still slurring nonsense as she brought out two cups of tea. "Drink some tea to sober up," she said.

Drunkenly, Ye Fan asked, "You... you didn’t poison this, did you?"

Luo Yazhi laughed charmingly. "What’s wrong? As the King of Heaven, are you afraid I’d poison you? Don’t tell me you’re scared to drink it."

Ye Fan slung an arm over her shoulder, his fingertips brushing against the peak of her breast. Luo Yazhi’s expression flickered, but she knew she had to tolerate it for now. Though inwardly furious, she didn’t let it show.

Meanwhile, Ye Fan sneered inwardly. You can even tolerate this? Let’s see how long you can last. Trying to play games with me? You’re still too green! Hehehe.

He had been feigning drunkenness from the very beginning, wanting only for the Charming Fox Demoness to reveal her true intentions. If a few bottles of wine could truly get him drunk, his title as the King of Heaven would be a complete joke.

Just then, he suddenly asked, "Hey, look! What’s that?"

Luo Yazhi turned to where he was pointing, but she saw nothing. She chuckled, "The King of Heaven certainly has a sense of humor."

"Haha, it’s just too boring if I don’t crack a joke. Come on, let’s drink together!" Ye Fan exclaimed, picking up his teacup and draining it in one go.

Luo Yazhi drank her tea as well.

After finishing, Luo Yazhi asked, "King of Heaven, do you think I’m beautiful?" As she spoke, she unfastened her clothes halfway, revealing her stunning figure.

Ye Fan couldn’t help but swallow hard. Faced with such a tempting sight, his willpower was proving to be embarrassingly weak. He was utterly captivated. "Beau-beautiful! Incredibly beautiful!" he stammered in admiration.

Luo Yazhi pressed, "Then... do you want me?"

"Hah! I knew you were up to something," Ye Fan declared haughtily. "Let me tell you, I’m not that easy!"

Luo Yazhi laughed. "I am willing to offer my body to the King of Heaven!" Her voice grew even more bewitching. She knew the King of Heaven wouldn’t be able to resist for long. This was all just a stalling tactic, a prelude to a scheme she had prepared for so long that failure was not an option. With that, she sensually rubbed her thigh against his.

Ye Fan felt like he was about to suffocate from holding back. Although he knew this was all her ploy, how could he resist such an onslaught? In that instant, he felt a primal urge to pin her to the ground and have his way with her.

"King of Heaven, carry me to bed," she whispered seductively.

Ye Fan knew the critical moment had arrived; Luo Yazhi was about to show her true colors. Feigning a severe headache, he moaned, "Why does my head feel so dizzy?"

"King of Heaven, stop joking," Luo Yazhi purred, her voice growing even more enchanting. "How could a few bottles of wine get you drunk? Hurry up, I can’t wait any longer."

Ye Fan struggled to his feet, only to collapse back to the ground. "I really don’t have any strength," he said helplessly. "Strange, why is this happening?"

Luo Yazhi’s expression transformed. "Hmph. How do you like the taste of my Soft Bone Powder?" she sneered. "King of Heaven, you’re far too arrogant! Did you think you were invincible as long as it wasn’t poison? There’s always something that can defeat you. It’s precisely because of your arrogance and condescension that I was able to succeed!"

She stood up, her entire demeanor changing. "Before, you were the King of Heaven. Now, you’re nothing but a weakened dragon. I told you, once you set foot in the Divine Land, you were destined to die by my hand!" She then produced a dagger from under the coffee table and advanced on him step by step, like the Death God herself.

Luo Yazhi felt a surge of triumph as she saw the terror in Ye Fan’s eyes. To think she had brought down the mighty King of Heaven! If word of this got out, no one would believe it. Of course, she wasn’t going to kill him, but she was going to make him suffer.

However, just then, Luo Yazhi suddenly felt her body go limp, and she collapsed.

"HAHAHA!" The terrified expression on Ye Fan’s face vanished, replaced by a wild laugh. In the end, Luo Yazhi was one move short, outmaneuvered by his own scheme.

Luo Yazhi asked in shock, "What’s going on? Why do I feel weak, too?"

Ye Fan chuckled. "Did you think I wouldn’t be prepared? I knew you were putting on an act from the very beginning, so I just played along."

"But you drank the tea! Why are you fine?" Luo Yazhi was baffled; she couldn’t figure it out no matter how hard she racked her brain.

"Because the moment you looked out the window, I switched our cups," Ye Fan explained. "So, you’re the one who drank the Soft Bone Powder!"

At that moment, Ye Fan was ecstatic. Outsmarting someone felt incredibly satisfying.

Luo Yazhi suddenly shot back, "But I put Soft Bone Powder in both cups, and I took an antidote beforehand! Why are you unaffected?"

"Damn!" Just as Ye Fan stood up, ready to gloat, he promptly fell back onto his butt. The news was too shocking. A plot within a plot—this was the real deal, and he had unfortunately fallen right into it. "Damn it, did you have to be so thorough!" he muttered, feeling both pathetic and utterly helpless.

Luo Yazhi sneered, "To deal with the King of Heaven, a man who is both intelligent and a master of Martial Arts, did you really think I wouldn’t resort to a few tricks?"

Ye Fan felt his body growing weak. The situation was dire. He had guarded against so much, but he hadn’t anticipated this final move. The mighty King of Heaven had truly capsized in a gutter. "Don’t get too cocky," he retorted. "The dose in the cup you gave me is several times what your antidote can handle. And since you just drank that cup, it’s not yet certain who will have the last laugh!"

He had laid the secret bare, and in all likelihood, he was right.

Realization dawned on Luo Yazhi’s face. "Thanks for the reminder, King of Heaven," she said icily. "Now you can wait for death!" She pulled out two antidote pills, preparing to neutralize the poison’s effects.

However, at that moment, Ye Fan lunged, colliding with her and knocking the pills from her grasp.

Furious, Luo Yazhi wrapped her hands around his neck and squeezed.

Ye Fan choked and coughed loudly. Their bodies were now pressed tightly together, and he could feel her soft, magnificent peaks against him, but this was hardly the time to be thinking about that. He pried her hands away and lunged forward, biting down on one of those peaks.

Luo Yazhi cried out in pain, shocked that he would be such a rogue.

But Ye Fan didn’t care; his survival was all that mattered.

Luo Yazhi’s nails dug into his neck. A stinging heat spread from the scratches, and a wave of helplessness washed over Ye Fan. Under the effects of the Soft Bone Powder, his flesh was no longer the invincible Vajra Body.

Locked in their desperate struggle, they both finally passed out.

If an outsider were to see them, they would surely exclaim, "Damn, there’s seeking thrills, and then there’s this! They’re literally dicing with death!" After all, the couple’s position was more than a little compromising.