Chapter 10: 010 [Heaven Slaying Arc] Picking Up a Bargain

Setting aside how he knew what she was thinking, judging solely by his words and actions, this man was not merely cunning, but exceptionally devious.

Feng Yunmo curled her lips. "Catching an affair? You think you're some kind of gigolo? This young lady has no money to tip you. Go play this drama out with someone else; I don't have the time."

She stepped forward, preparing to head toward the Testing Temple. During the day, Lü Ying had said that when Feng Yunmo was eight years old, her profound qi had been completely exhausted because a high fever had damaged her brain. Therefore, now that her mind was restored, Lü Ying had advised her to secretly visit the Testing Temple to let the exploration instruments test whether her body could still cultivate profound qi.

Even though she knew that this so-called "goodness" was a new life exchanged for the death of the former and the rebirth of the latter, Feng Yunmo was still unwilling to be a useless person. She was not born to be weak.

Her left arm was suddenly grabbed. The man's hand was somewhat cool, but not as bone-chillingly cold as her eldest brother, Feng Hantian.

"Little thing, don't go. You're going to need me." He pulled back her sleeve, seeing a black line continuously spreading between her arm. His brow furrowed slightly. "Cold Poison. It's slowly spreading."

Cold Poison? Her mind searched for information regarding the words "Cold Poison," but her predecessor had been so foolish and dim-witted that everything learned at the age of five had been completely forgotten. What on earth was Cold Poison?

"Will it kill me?" She lowered her eyes, her expression calm, as if it weren't her who had been afflicted by the poison.

"Cold Poison won't kill you; it will only make you feel cold when night falls, acting as an evil technique that blocks a profound master's cultivation and prevents them from increasing their rank. The Black Barrier won't kill you either; that thing only destroys one's beauty. However, if both are used simultaneously, they form a deadly poison. Within five days, you will sleep to death in your bed."

"What a vicious move." Feng Yunmo's expression changed, her heart trembling, her gaze erupting with a chilling, dark light. "There's an antidote, right?"

"If I save you, will you commit yourself to me in marriage?"

*Ugh, what kind of trick is this shameless monster planning?*

"You can choose to stand by and watch me die," she said, glancing toward the unconscious Lü Ying on the ground.

"Even if that maid of yours knows the antidote, with your skills, you might not be able to obtain it yourself." He lowered his head, his gaze sweeping over her. "You aren't quite ready to be eaten like this. Even if you agreed to marry me, I'd have to wait a few more years."

Thinking about it, what he said was indeed correct.

"Am I a useless person, a fool, or a lovesick girl obsessed with the Crown Prince? I am the shame of the Feng family. Everyone avoids me, shuns me, and treats me like a plague. You... you actually dare to want me?" She shot him a sidelong glance.

He spread his arms wide. "Do you see? My embrace. As long as you dare to come closer, I will take you."

"Fine. You want me today; if you betray me in the future, don't blame this young lady for being ruthless." Feng Yunmo tilted her face up. If someone was willing to deliver themselves to her for her to torment, why wouldn't she take the opportunity?

The man chuckled. "I won't give you the chance to use your underhanded tricks on me."

He walked slowly toward her, pulling her into his arms as he said, "Wait for me to come to the Feng Estate tomorrow to propose marriage."

"But I am still the Crown Prince's nominal fiancée." The corners of her mouth curled slightly. Mu Lingjun held a noble status; no one in the Kingdom of Dongye dared to offend him. However, the only person in the Kingdom of Dongye who dared to contend with him was that number one man in the world, whom the rulers of the four nations of the Luo Xuan Continent fought to claim.

*Him!?* Feng Yunmo's nose twitched. As she was neither a profound master nor a warrior, she could not professionally judge what rank the other person was.

However, judging from the fact that he had entered her territory soundlessly just now without her noticing at all, she could conclude that this man was no ordinary person.

She gave a cold snort. If he could resolve that non-existent "Crown Princess" hat on her head, she would save herself the trouble of sending a letter of divorce to the Crown Prince.

"You know it's only nominal. Now, wait here obediently for me." He pinched her chin, looking at her small, thin face. He lowered his head slightly, but she glared at him. "The matter isn't settled yet. Don't even think about kissing a single one of my fingers."

She pushed him away forcefully, turned around, lay on the bed, and rolled over, saying, "Close the door when you leave. I won't see you out."

He chuckled softly and turned elegantly. The wind whistled, but before long, the room returned to silence, as if that handsome man had never appeared at all.