Fated Cultivation: I Have Max-Level Divination Skills

Chapter 36: The Fox Demon

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“Rebel! Kneel down!”

In the inner city of Jinzhou, in a majestic mansion, a lean middle-aged man berated a wealthy young master.

The surrounding servants stepped back, somewhat fearful.

This rich young master was none other than Li Yanqing, who had just returned from outside.

At this moment, he was filled with unwillingness and stared coldly at the middle-aged man, saying:

“What did I do wrong?”

Hearing this, the middle-aged man looked at his son, trembling with anger.

This person was Li Yanqing’s father, Li Chong, who was also the prefecture chief of Jinzhou.

Governor Li was an elegant and learned middle-aged man in a green official robe, with cloud embroidery on his sleeves, and a short black beard on his chin. His appearance gave a reliable impression.

However, the dark circles around his eyes were quite heavy, and his expression was haggard, obviously overworked from day and night.

“You dare say you did nothing wrong? Who gave you the courage to obstruct the constables in handling the case?”

“Do you know how big this case is, how many people have died, and you dare to stop them?!”

Li Chong scolded sternly.

Li Yanqing showed no fear on his face at this moment, but instead had a calm and composed demeanor, as if he had anticipated this outcome. He chuckled nonchalantly:

“Father, this person is the teacher I’m looking for. Naturally, he can’t be arrested. Didn’t you say that as long as I find a teacher myself who can teach me refining qi, you won’t interfere with my affairs?

Upon hearing this, Li Chong furrowed his brow.

He had indeed said that.

Initially, because of his mediocre aptitude and hopeless cultivation, he took the exam for an official position.

He wanted to cultivate a better successor to enter the Immortal Sect, so he found a teacher for Li Yanqing. However, they all said that his son had poor aptitude and could not be taught.

He then thought about letting his son study, but Li Yanqing was simply not interested in studying.

Unexpectedly, his son turned out to be such a disappointment, neither good at cultivation nor studying, becoming a prodigal son.

He had scolded Li Yanqing that if he could cultivate, he would let him do whatever he wanted and not interfere. If he couldn’t, he would obediently return to his studies.

However, this was an angry remark, and who would have thought that Li Yanqing would actually go looking for a teacher.

But most of them were still swindlers.

Li Chong coldly said, “What kind of swindler from all folk corners of the country have you found? The recent huge expenses in the mansion are all thanks to you, right?”

Li Yanqing confidently said, “This time, the teacher I found is definitely not a swindler, he is a genuine teacher, and I have witnessed his strength with my own eyes.”

Seeing his son like this, Li Chong didn’t believe in his heart that he could find any powerful figures.

Because powerful cultivators were all in sects, and powerful loose cultivators

were few and far between. He knew very well what kind of person his son was, so he didn’t believe it in his heart. “Stop causing trouble!”

“Father, what I said is true!”

Li Chong coldly snorted and ignored him, directly ordering the steward beside him:

“Notify the police station that the person who should be tried must be tried.”

“Yes, master.”

“I said, you can’t try him!”

Li Yanqing rushed over, blocking the steward’s path and said firmly:

“Today, as long as I’m here, you won’t be able to touch a single hair on that senior!”

“Insolent!”

Governor Li saw his son not only did not repent but dared to talk back, and was instantly filled with rage. The old and new anger surged, and the annoying matters of the case had already put him in a bad mood.

“You unfilial son!”

He strode forward and slapped his son’s face.

Smack!

A clear sound echoed as Li Yanqing was slapped to the ground by his father, and blood seeped from the corner of his mouth.

He covered his bruised cheek, staring at his father with wide eyes.

He didn’t expect his father to actually hit him. His heart filled with rage as he roared:

“What right do you have to hit me! How many times have you been home since I was a child?”

“Even when my mother died, all you had in your heart was your official position!”

“Do you deserve it?!”

Listening to these words, Li Chong became even angrier.

“What do you Imow! I’m doing this for the common people!”

He grabbed Li Yanqing’s collar and was about to teach him a lesson, but was stopped by the pleading of the steward by his side.

“Master, show mercy! After all, young master is your son!”

As Li Chong grabbed Li Yanqing’s collar, he accidentally tore off the Taoist talisman on the back of his neck.

“Hiss! ”

He only felt a paper-like thing in his hand.

As the Taoist talisman fell off, a strong black smoke emanated from a black mark on the back of his neck and entered Li Yanqing’s body.

Li Yanqing suddenly smelled a fragrance that made him feel extremely happy, as if he could forget all his troubles from his nose to his brain.

Then, his vision went black, and he passed out.As soon as Li Chong let go, Li Yanqing instantly fell to the ground.

“The young master has fainted!”

Steward shouted as he tried to help Li Yanqing up from the ground.

“Qinger!”

Seeing his son collapse in front of him, Li Chong’s anger dissipated and he looked frightened.

After all, he had only one son, his only heir!

“Quick, call Doctor Yan!” Li Chong hastily ordered the steward.

“Yes, sir, I’ll send someone right away!”

“And what’s this?”

Then, Li Chong stared at the Taoist talisman crushed in his hand and muttered.

“Sir, it seems to be a Taoist talisman…”

Among the numerous pavilions in Jinzhou City, where music and dance flourished, stood the famous Drunken Flower Tavern.

Inside, the women were dressed in gauzy, revealing clothes, baring their arms and shoulders as they performed on the central stage.

Listening to the music and admiring the beauties was an indulgent way of life.

Third-floor private room.

Inside the room, incense wafted, and the curtains fluttered with the breeze. A stunning woman lay on the bed.

Her exposed shoulders and collarbones were tempting enough to send one’s mind racing.

“Huh, I thought the aura had disappeared, but it was just suppressed- how annoying!”

The beautiful woman stuck out her tender tongue. The sultry lips below her breath exuded the most primitive desires of men.

Her captivating coquettish voice could evoke emotions in men.

“A guest has arrived, Hu’er.”

The old procuress’s voice came from outside the room.

“Got it, Mother.”

The woman replied, gracefully getting up and opening the door.

“Hehehe! My beautiful madam!”

A skinny, lewd-looking man barged in, chuckling as he closed the door behind him.

The beautiful woman dodged him with a swift move and a charming smile.

“No need to hurry, dear guest.”

“My beautiful darling, I’ve missed you so much! I’ve booked you for the whole week!” The thin man’s face was sickly pale, with heavy dark circles around his eyes, but his mouth was full of laughter.

“Giggle!”

Slowly approaching the man, she giggled and traced circles on his chest with her delicate jade fingers.

“Your slave is all yours, but are you willing to give your life for me-”

Grabbing her hand, the man greedily sniffed the fragrance from her fingertips, and laughed:

“Of course I am.”

With a slight smirk, the gorgeous woman embraced the man and coquettishly said:

“Your slave is touched.”

Buoyed with pride and a beauty in his arms, the thin man suddenly noticed a fluffy object behind the woman. “My beauty, what’s that tail on your back?” “A new accessory- don’t you like it?”

“Of course I do!”

Anxious, the thin man pulled the curtains and got overwhelmed with passion. But merely a few minutes later, gasping for breath, the man wondered:

“What’s the matter today?”

The enchanting woman sighed seductively, laying on the pillow with her hair scattered around her:

“Oh, my, your vitality is so pitifully scanty! Go to die, then!”

In an instant, a terrifying fox face appeared in front of the man, its mouth full of sharp teeth.

“Do you like me this way, too?”

The man’s mouth was tightly sealed, his eyes exuding terror, which then turned into lifeless gray.

“Crack! ”

The sound of skin and bones separating sent chills down one’s spine.

Scarlet blood gushed, splattering on the bright red wallpaper.

After a while.

An emotionless man emerged from the room, his face devoid of any blood. Like a puppet, he left the Drunken Flower Tavern.

“I can’t let that target I just spotted get away, huh? Giggle!”

The girl’s sultry laughter echoed once more from the room.