Bai Xiu took the paper bag and saw bold characters printed on it: “Even the Nun Goes Wild.”
Out of habit, he sniffed it and instantly paled. “Damn, Shisan, where did you get this Alluring Drug?”
Xiao Zhuang looked puzzled. “Brother Xiu, you don’t feel anything? Could it be ineffective?”
Bai Xiu rapped him on the head. “Playing tricks again? We fox demons have built up resistance to Alluring Drugs since childhood. But where did you get this stuff? The dosage is strong—an ordinary person wouldn’t be able to handle it.”
Xiao Zhuang grinned even more lecherously. “That’s exactly the point. This is my special gift for the Wu family. A secret family recipe, male-targeted version. I brought over ten pounds—enough to give them a wild time!”
Bai Xiu’s mouth twitched. A “wild time” was an understatement; this would probably leave the Wu family with shattered chrysanthemums and wounded younger brothers. This little brother Shisan might be young, but he was downright wicked—and Bai Xiu loved it. Heh.
After finalizing their shameless plan, the two haphazardly ate some food and went to sleep.
In the dead of night, Xiao Zhuang was awakened by the System’s alarm. They changed into the stealth suits Bai Xiu had prepared, leaped out the inn window, and headed straight for the Wu residence.
As expected, the Wu family was heavily guarded. Rows of servants armed with sharp blades patrolled back and forth. In the center of the second courtyard stood a stone pillar, where the bloodied Schnauzer was tied.
As the night deepened, the Wu family’s Golden Core cultivators grew increasingly impatient.
Bai Xiu signaled to Xiao Zhuang, then leaped into the courtyard with his whip, launching an attack on the crowd.
While everyone’s attention was diverted, Xiao Zhuang attached four flight talismans to a package containing two pounds of Alluring Drug, making it float slowly to the center of the courtyard. Bai Xiu, keeping an eye on it, used his whip tip to scatter the package mid-fight.
Xiao Zhuang followed up with a whirlwind talisman, instantly dispersing the powder throughout the entire courtyard. Their coordination was seamless.
Since the drug would take some time to take effect, Xiao Zhuang didn’t bother hiding anymore. He stacked several strength and swiftness talismans on himself and jumped in to assist Bai Xiu.
The black-robed elder they encountered yesterday flew into a rage upon seeing the little troublemaker. He charged at Xiao Zhuang with his whip.
Xiao Zhuang had no intention of dodging. If someone was offering him cultivation points on a silver platter, why refuse? While enduring the lashes, he kept his mouth busy, cursing everything from the old man’s ancestors to the entire Wu family genealogy, stirring up a verbal storm.
The old man’s blood pressure rose by twenty points; Xiao Zhuang’s Wrath Points increased by eight hundred!
The Wu family had four Golden Core experts stationed there. While Xiao Zhuang occupied one, another stood guard by the stone pillar near Schnauzer, and the remaining two focused entirely on Bai Xiu.
Even with Xiao Zhuang’s swiftness and strength talismans, Bai Xiu was still outmatched by two Golden Core cultivators. A momentary lapse cost him a slash, nearly making him drop his whip.
Just then, the elder guarding Schnauzer let out a sharp cry. A shadowy figure flashed by, and Schnauzer was suddenly carried away.
Though baffled, Bai Xiu and Xiao Zhuang reasoned that anyone here to rescue Schnauzer was an ally. They were on the verge of collapse themselves, so they slapped on two more swiftness talismans and fled.
Before the Wu family could give chase, they suddenly felt overwhelming heat and an unbearable itch in their nether regions. Their “third legs” swelled abruptly, hindering the movement of their other two legs.
The Wu family’s grand elder found his second brother strangely handsome, while several guards thought the third elder’s beard looked exceptionally alluring.
Soon, unspeakable noises filled the courtyard.
The Fourth Elder struggled to fire a signal flare before quickly succumbing to confusion.
The Wu family hadn’t deployed all their forces yet. Upon realizing the front courtyard had fallen, the remaining experts surged out. Some went to pursue the escapees, while others rushed to assess the situation at the front.
In just those few minutes of delay, the swiftest among them were already locked in chaotic struggles. The Head of the Wu family turned pale with fury, suppressing his disgust as he ordered his men to forcibly separate the brawling crowd.
Long Aotian’s secret formula proved terrifyingly effective. Though “Even the Abbess Goes Mad” had now become “Even the Taoist Priest Goes Mad,” its potency remained undiminished. The affected cultivators, eyes bloodred like beasts, indiscriminately pounced on everyone—family head or servant alike.
Many low-level disciples who hadn’t been exposed to the powder fell victim regardless, turning the scene into a carnival reminiscent of certain island-nation adult films. Tokyo might not always be hot, but the Wu family’s courtyard was certainly steaming tonight!
The guards who had gone out in pursuit lucked out, at least preserving their chastity and sanity.
The shadowy figure carrying Schnauzer moved with astonishing speed. Xiao Zhuang and Bai Xiu, relying on their Swift Movement Talismans, barely managed to keep up. The fugitive seemed well-prepared, heading straight for the southern city.
Bai Xiu, severely weakened from a sword wound, was urged by Xiao Zhuang to flee first. Clutching two Strength Talismans, Xiao Zhuang plunged into the pursuing crowd. The guards’ cultivation levels varied—the stronger ones disdained targeting a child and chased after Bai Xiu instead.
The dozen or so remaining pursuers were all around the fifth level of Foundation Establishment, matching Xiao Zhuang’s strength. His body, grown from the Supreme Sword Bone’s rib, prioritized toughness above all else. Ordinary weapons at his level couldn’t seriously harm him—it just hurt a bit, which he treated as cultivation training.
His opponents grew increasingly frustrated. Whether they wielded blades, spears, swords, halberds, hammers, or axes, the brat didn’t even dodge, relying entirely on his thick skin to endure the blows. His fighting style, however, was downright vile—using his small stature to target their crotches with every punch.
In mere moments, seven or eight men were already clutching their battered family jewels. Listening to the soaring notifications of his Wrath Points, Xiao Zhuang had an epiphany: he’d found a shortcut to rapidly accumulate rage. Who needed to be an Alchemist or Sword Immortal? He’d become the Cultivation World’s first “Egg Crusher,” doing his part to help male cultivators achieve spiritual abstinence.
The encircling cultivators felt a collective chill below the waist and retreated. This damned kid was too vicious!
Xiao Zhuang didn’t linger—Bai Xiu was on the verge of collapse. Fortunately, the black-clad figure carrying Schnauzer intervened just in time, preventing an immediate demise. Though that guy’s cultivation seemed mediocre too. Now they were three weaklings and a near-dead dog—hardly an optimistic situation.
Xiao Zhuang decided to go all out. Bai Xiu was immune due to his youth, leaving only Brother Xue and this young warrior to sacrifice. With that thought, he tossed a full-pound bag of “Even the Nun Goes Mad” into the air. Bai Xiu understood instantly, whipping his weapon to scatter the powder over their pursuers.
The dozen chasing cultivators, unaware of this “sacred substance,” assumed it was poisonous dust and held their breaths—but continued the pursuit relentlessly. Xiao Zhuang, leveraging his agility, acted as Bai Xiu’s human shield, enduring blows while silently counting down.
This time, with ample dosage and close range, the effects accelerated as if on fast-forward. Soon, the pursuers could no longer focus on Bai Xiu’s group.
Heh. They were all busy attending to their own “brothers” now.
Bai Xiu hadn’t expected the substance to be so effective either. After confirming there were no pursuers nearby, she immediately altered the original plan and signaled the black-clad figure to head toward the He Family Flying Ship square.
Though Schnauzer remained unconscious, he seemed affected by the powder as well, emitting indistinct murmurs and indecipherable sounds.
Xiao Zhuang felt puzzled – Bai Xiu had developed resistance from frequent exposure to the Alluring Drug, but why was the black-clad figure unaffected too?
He studied the figure’s silhouette: slender, delicate, and not particularly tall, bearing resemblance to a woman.
Ah, that explained it. If this substance worked on women, that lustful dragon-tyrant Long Aotian would never have disposed of it.
It seemed he should find time to discuss with Bai Xiu about resource sharing regarding gender-harmony promoting pharmaceuticals.