This was Xu Man's first time receiving a massage from a man, let alone one she secretly admired. But the moment Cheng Xiaofan's hands touched her, she shivered.
"Beautiful Xu, don't be nervous, nothing will happen!" Cheng Xiaofan saw her tense demeanor and quickly reassured her.
Xu Man closed her beautiful eyes, nodded, and said, "Okay!"
Cheng Xiaofan began to give her a gentle full-body massage.
Who would have thought!
The drug the man had given Xu Man was very peculiar.
Not long after Cheng Xiaofan began the massage, Xu Man gradually fell into that dreamscape again.
In that dream, Cheng Xiaofan held her in his arms, and they entered unspeakable scenes.
"Xiaofan,"
In the dream, Xu Man called Cheng Xiaofan by name, "I'm so happy to see you!"
"I just love being with you, you are the irreplaceable male god in my heart, I love you, I really love you so much!"
"Oh, I love it when you do this!"
"Ah, you are so amazing!"
Her exclamations made Cheng Xiaofan sweat profusely.
Can't you lower your voice?
If others hear this, what will they think!
But Cheng Xiaofan had no way to stop her.
She was dreaming, how could he stop her if she couldn't hear him!
As Cheng Xiaofan massaged her, a faint fragrance emanated from Xu Man's body.
It was an apple scent, mixed with a barely audible exotic fragrance.
Cheng Xiaofan immediately guessed that the drink sold by that guy was made from apple juice.
And mixed into this apple juice was the pollen of a flower called Xiangsi Cao (Lover's Grass).
The most significant characteristic of Xiangsi Cao pollen, when mixed with apple juice, was that it formed a potent poison.
This poisonous drink was particularly devastating to girls in the throes of unrequited love.
Once a girl in love secretly fell into this poisoned drink, she would have dreams like Xu Man's at night, until the toxins erupted in her body.
Under Cheng Xiaofan's massage, a new qi-flow emerged from Xu Man's body.
Within that clear qi-flow, a scene of Cheng Xiaofan and Xu Man intertwined was displayed.
Who would have thought that the dreaming Xu Man was so frenzied, making Cheng Xiaofan blush and his heart race. He was genuinely worried he might lose control and devour the beauty before him.
Damn it.
This is pure torture!
What bad deeds did I commit in my past life to deserve such suffering!
He quickly released another stream of spiritual energy, directly concealing the qi-flow surrounding Xu Man, and simultaneously suppressed her cries.
More than ten minutes later.
Cheng Xiaofan withdrew his hands.
Xu Man had already fallen asleep on the bed.
At this moment, Cheng Xiaofan took out a small bottle, pierced the middle finger of her right hand with a needle, and guided the toxic liquid that had emerged to the surface to drip into the bottle.
Soon, all the toxic liquid was drained.
"Beautiful Xu, you can wake up now!" Cheng Xiaofan gently pushed Xu Man awake.
As soon as Xu Man opened her eyes, a wisp of fragrance from the bottle entered her nostrils.
"Ah, I remember now! The person who sold me the drink was a tall, thin old man who often walked around the village!" The aroma immediately brought back Xu Man's memories.
"He said this drink was his invention, called Xiangsi Tea, and that whoever drank it would have good dreams!"
In Cheng Xiaofan's opinion, this was no Xiangsi Tea, but a typical life-threatening brew!
Strangely, even after Xu Man's qi-flow returned to normal, Cheng Xiaofan still couldn't find any trace of the old man within it.
However!
Listening to Xu Man's account, Cheng Xiaofan deduced that the old man was likely still in the vicinity of Zhuxi Village.
The man must be hiding in the shadows, waiting to see him make a fool of himself.
Cheng Xiaofan smiled faintly and said, "Beautiful Xu, you are fine now. I am about to go search for that old man, so I won't keep you here."
Xu Man asked curiously, "That old man must be hiding. Can you find him?"
Cheng Xiaofan sneered, "Even if he hides underground, I will dig three feet deep to unearth him."
"Mr. Cheng, then I won't bother you. I'll take my leave now!" Xu Man put on her clothes and said to Cheng Xiaofan.
Cheng Xiaofan nodded, "Alright, I won't see you out!"
They came downstairs together, and Xu Man left.
Watching Xu Man walk out of the villa courtyard, Cheng Xiaofan felt truly ashamed of her. This was the second time she had been targeted.
The first time Xu Man was here, she was kidnapped by people from the Cherry Blossom Nation's Blood Demon Sect.
The root of it all was his fault.
Cheng Xiaofan immediately summoned the Sky-Breaking Eagle.
To give "Naughty Bag" a chance to shine, he called it over again, took out the bottle, let it smell it, and said, "Naughty Bag, let the Sky-Breaking Eagle carry you. Based on this scent, search the surrounding area and capture an old man for me in the back mountain!"
"Remember, this guy is cunning. You must cooperate well with the Sky-Breaking Eagle, conceal your presence, and don't let him discover you and escape in advance!"
"Woof woof!"
"Jeee—"
The dog and the eagle, seeing their master's serious expression, knew the matter was not to be taken lightly.
They immediately responded. The Sky-Breaking Eagle carried Naughty Bag, released a ball of energy to conceal their presence, and soared into the sky to search the area.
Cheng Xiaofan rode his motorcycle to the back mountain.
Arriving at the bamboo pavilion, he brewed a pot of Golden Tea, lay back in the rocking chair, and waited for the Sky-Breaking Eagle and Naughty Bag to return while sipping his tea.
He knew very well that with this pair of beasts, no matter how deeply the poisoner hid, they would be captured.
Naughty Bag's sense of smell, combined with the Sky-Breaking Eagle's ferocity, was not something ordinary cultivators could handle.
"Jeee—"
"Woof woof!"
Just as he finished his first cup of Golden Tea, the calls of the two beasts came from the air.
They were telling Cheng Xiaofan that they had returned victorious.
Cheng Xiaofan immediately put down his teacup, leaped up, and flew from the pavilion to the top.
Gulp!
The dog and eagle immediately flew over and threw a person down from mid-air.
Cheng Xiaofan waved his hand, and the Sky-Breaking Eagle and Naughty Bag retreated.
On the ground.
A tall, thin old man, likely thrown quite hard, wailed in pain.
The old man looked to be over sixty, skeletal and gaunt. His face was like a skull, devoid of any color. You couldn't scrape much flesh off him with a knife.
He wore a gray robe, tied with a yellowish cloth belt at the waist.
He had a pair of black cloth shoes with white soles and a wine gourd tucked into his belt.
What surprised Cheng Xiaofan was that the man had no qi-flow on him at all.
If it weren't for his fierce wailing, Cheng Xiaofan would have suspected the man had just been dug out of a coffin.
He immediately recognized the man as a "death cultivator."
A death cultivator, as it were, was a cultivator who, upon reaching a certain level, could screen all the qi-flow from their body, concealing any information about themselves from others.
Generally, death cultivators relied solely on collecting Yin energy for power during their cultivation.
Therefore, the biggest characteristic of death cultivators was that they rarely stayed in inns or hotels when traveling; they usually hid in cemeteries in the wilderness.
"Stop howling!"
Cheng Xiaofan walked over and kicked him fiercely, demanding, "Old man, tell me, who are you, and who sent you to Zhuxi Village?"
The old man yelled at Cheng Xiaofan, "Who are you? I don't know you. What are you talking about? I don't understand anything."