46 Qiu Mengyu

Qiu Mengyu was indeed a 'spear raiser' without a doubt.

With such a level of sexiness and matureness, many men would easily be held hostage by her beauty.

She possessed an irresistible charm. Her presence could captivate one's soul and mind.

'The cultivation world houses so many temptations that can easily lead you astray, be it intentionally or unintentionally.' Zhao Wei thought as his eyes locked on the subtle yet curvy hips of Qiu Mengyu who was walking in a quite provocative manner.

'Who would expect such a view to be also an integral part of the Dao? Sigh, the Dao is truly boundless. I can't even begin to fathom its enormity.' Zhao Wei maintained his composure, his eyes reflecting the innocence and purity of a newborn as they shifted to the inviting contours of Qiu Mengyu's red attire.

'When you think you understand the force, then you realize how little you know.' A one-sided grin formed on his lips as the 'cultured' wind gently carried the fresh feminine fragrance of a ripe woman into his nostrils.

Qiu Mengyu, with moist and tantalizing lips, wore a faint, victorious smile as she led the most promising young talent of the Genius Summit to her makeshift bamboo shelter.

She had wisely prepared for this moment, having her servants construct the shelter before the Summit's end.

'Hook, line, and sinker.' Qiu Mengyu thought as her pale blue eyes held a knowing sparkle.

She could feel his intense gaze, never once straying from her alluring figure

'Men are simple creatures. Just look at how deeply mesmerized he is.'

'This is really going to be easy. The Zhao Clan can't continue hoarding all the talents for themselves. As the future heiress of the Qiu Clan, I can only resort to these petty tricks to slightly shave away at their growing prominence.' Qiu Mengyu felt that things were going smoothly so far and she was only left with a few moves to utterly ensnare Zhao Wei into her womanly clutches.

A perfect power balance had to be maintained in the jurisdiction of Sun Feather City. The Zhao Clan was dangerously going to submerge the other two clans in their hegemony if the two clans remained blind to their current situation.

Qiu Mengyu had the foresight to recognize this impending imbalance.

"Please, have a seat," Qiu Mengyu politely gestured towards a plush sofa after ushering her guest into the bamboo house.

Zhao Wei accepted the invitation without hesitation, making himself comfortable.

'No wrappings around her boobies. She decided to go natural, I see. But she's still not one with nature yet.' Zhao Wei didn't need to use his 'forbidden eye' to know that Qiu Mengyu wasn't wearing any covering around her breasts.

Qiu Mengyu gave him an intentional chance to peek at her when she leaned down to pour him a cup of grape wine.

"So what do you want from me, Miss Qiu?" Zhao Wei asked nonchalantly as he received the cup from her well-manicured delicate hands.

Qiu Mengyu responded with a breathtaking smile as she settled close to him, despite the abundant space on the sofa.

Zhao Wei could feel the soft, silky material of her black stockings where their knees touched.

He took a slow sip from his cup, all the while gazing intently at the seductive, city-toppling beauty provocatively seated beside him.

It was evident that Qiu Mengyu had little regard for personal space, but Zhao Wei didn't seem to mind, going with the flow.

"Straight to the point, are we?" Qiu Mengyu giggled, her mind racing with strategies to make the young man beside her succumb to her charms more quickly.

"I am just curious why the most beautiful girl in the whole city would waste her time giving someone as ordinary as me such high levels of attention and care." Zhao Wei gave his 'innocent' opinion. He really could pull off a virgin MC template quite well.

Zhao Wei enjoyed playing along.

'I reckon most virgin JP protagonists wouldn't bother to ask themselves such questions when approached by a beautiful, potentially psychopathic Yandere.' He momentarily reminisced about a certain genre in JP novels.

'Ordinary? Do you really think that you are ordinary?! Your face might be ordinary but your talents make you more handsome and extraordinary than the most dashing men! If you are ordinary then all the other people are mere trash.' Qiu Mengyu felt like scolding Zhao Wei but she restrained herself quite well lest she be angered to death.

"I assure you, young master Wei, you are far from ordinary," Qiu Mengyu's lips twitched as she leaned her supple body closer to Zhao Wei.

Her sweet heavenly fragrance could really make men dizzy with uncontrollable lust.

"You are a dragon amongst men, young master Wei. Your future is limitless." She proceeded to sweetly whisper close to his ear, her voice carrying a spellbinding charm.

'She truly lacks mastery in the art of seduction,' Zhao Wei calmly thought as he finished his drink and placed the cup on a small mahogany table.

"Really? Am I that remarkable?" Zhao Wei bashfully inquired, feigning innocence and reluctance to succumb to Qiu Mengyu's advances.

Zhao Wei felt out of character with himself but he had to act for his own amusement and to feed the ego of the desperate girl leaning into him.

'Bull's eye.' Qiu Mengyu smirked inwardly.

'Zhao Wei is an extremely talented battle maniac but his romantic experience is next to zero. And he also has a hidden complex of seeking validation about himself. I wouldn't have expected that beneath that exterior of valiance and confidence when he had been fighting was just a naive boy.' she mused, surprised to discover a clueless boy beneath the façade of valor and confidence he displayed in battle.

'Sigh, the things I have to do for the clan.'

"Don't ever doubt yourself. Young master, why do you think about being one with the Qiu Clan? I would pour you wine whenever you want and almost all the resources of the clan would be used to satisfy your needs."

"Money, women, status… we will give you all of that you have been lacking from your clan." Qiu Mengyu increased her 'attacks' as she pressed her nipples against his muscular arms.

She didn't like what she was doing yet she strangely found herself enjoying the firmness of his taut manly muscles. She could even smell his thick masculinity seeping through his robes. It made her uncomfortable down there.

Qiu Mengyu gritted her teeth. She. Didn't. Like. It.

She reminded herself that she was doing all this for the prosperity of her clan.

And to achieve that she had to coax Zhao Wei into accepting her irresistible conditions.

'Any man would immediately fold at this juncture.' Well, she, Qiu Mengyu, had an understanding of the young male psychology.

"I wouldn't even mind giving myself to you if needed." That was the finisher move.

They liked peaches and well-sliced grapefruits.

Qiu Mengyu turned slightly pink when she thought of that.

"If only I were a H-protagonist or your typical Yun Che stereotype, Oh Qiu Mengyu, you wouldn't hope to survive the rod." Zhao Wei sighed meaningfully as he looked down at the young woman trying her best to poach him.

"What do you mean, young master Wei?" Confusion showed in Qiu Mengyu's beautiful visage.

She really couldn't understand what Zhao Wei was talking about.

Who was Yun Che? What was H-protagonist?

Those were certainly new words to her.

Wait… what was the rod?

Qiu Mengyu just couldn't find the needed answers.

Zhao Wei saw through her confusion; it was written all over her divine face.

So he decided to educate the little minx.

"The rod is an unholy weapon of sorts used to mind-warp thots into submission and mindless obedience. Dishonest Virgins and thirsty Milfs alike dread its existence." Zhao Wei dutifully explained like a dedicated parent educating their child.

"In short, I am not going to use the path of the rod to discipline thots. My mind and heart are imprinted with goals transcending the boundaries of this reality."

Qiu Mengyu tried to open her lips but Zhao Wei was fast.

"Oh, I forgot I am speaking a highly encrypted language of the gods for your mind to comprehend. Darn it." Zhao Wei lamented as he shook his head in disappointment.

He then respectfully pushed Qiu Mengyu's body from his before rising from his seat under her confused and shocked eyes.

"I enjoyed the company, little girl." Zhao Wei 'affectionately' patted her soft hair before removing his hand.

Qiu Mengyu felt extremely embarrassed and angered by his misogynistic words and actions but she couldn't retaliate.

"Have some self-respect, Mengyu. I am not your average young master. This one's self-restraint is quite high. It's too early for you to use honey traps on me." Zhao Wei lightly spoke with his back facing Qiu Mengyu while he stared at the moon whose brightness was slowly fading.

"Will duties keep chaining your actions and thought process or will you do what you think is right?"

Qiu Mengyu tried her best to cover her embarrassment as she heard Zhao Wei's profound words.

She knew she had been played cleanly like the fool she was.

He didn't have any giveaways in his little act.

Zhao Wei wasn't who people thought he was.

Wasn't it bad to seek a future for your own clan? She had a lot of responsibilities on her shoulders, so what was she supposed to do?

If Zhao Wei could just breed…

"No. Thot. Thanks for the fun." Zhao Wei smiled as if he could easily read her mind as he started to walk out of the Bamboo house.

But then he stopped and slightly tilted his head to the side, his eye menacingly fixated on a particular spot in the darkness.

"AND YOU!"

"Tell that elder hiding himself to value his life more. Life is short and it can easily be taken away from you."

"I have already given my clan an overview of what would happen if I ever go missing in the Qiu Clan's territory."

""If they can't have me, they would try to eliminate me through assassination" That's what I had said to the Clan Head and elders." Zhao Wei bluffed so good that it felt 100% true.

There were no holes in his words due to how confident and relaxed he was.

"I understand your plight, Qiu Mengyu. Bye." And with those last words, Zhao Wei disappeared into the shadows of the night like a ghost.

Qiu Mengyu's lips trembled in defeat, shock, and unwillingness. She felt as if she had missed something important.

Did she have feelings for Zhao Wei during that short and crazy encounter? No.

She didn't understand it herself.

But the most shocked person was the peeping voyeur Tom.

The hiding Qiu elder was incessantly trembling while thin streams of blood flowed out of his orifices.

Terror and extreme puzzlement etched his countenance.

But… he just couldn't resist coughing up blood!

He had to cough up that blood whether he liked it or not!

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