What Should I Do If I Can’T Die?

"Mei Niang... Are you sure?"

The maid thought she had misheard.

Because Mei Niang is the mother of this Yao Yue Tower, she no longer entertains guests but is in charge of management.

"I prefer someone more mature and charming!"

Da Cong Ming raised his head.

"Your taste is quite unique."

Song Shi paced casually on the solid wood floor with his hands behind his back, surprised in his heart.

"The feeling of being watched is gone!"

He was puzzled, could it be his imagination?

"Mr. Liu, Mei Niang has been busy all night and is resting at the moment."

The maid smiled awkwardly. "Why don't you try someone else? We have other well-endowed girls here, like Tuan'er and Jing'er. They are available now."

"Cough, since she is resting, let's forget about it today."

Da Cong Ming bowed to Song Shi. "Young Master, why don't you go instead? I don't have much experience."

"Both of them can come."

Song Shi didn't waste time choosing and directly called for two.

He was a regular here, and both girls were considered outstanding.

"Please, both of you."

The maid raised her hand to lead the way and also called upstairs, "Call Sister Tuan'er and Sister Jing'er to prepare."

They entered a room filled with embroidered peach blossoms, as if stepping into the spring season.

This room was a suite, with a redwood table at the entrance, followed by a three-foot wooden platform. Behind the platform was a horizontal painting of women enjoying flowers, with a warm and ambiguous style that differed from the overall cool style of the Yao Yue Tower.

Song Shi sat arrogantly on the redwood chair, waiting for the beauty to come.

"Continue telling me about the Innate Martial Artist two days from now."

Song Shi took a sip of rose tea that matched the theme of the room. He wanted to understand Martial Dao, and this place was suitable for discussing it.

"The Innate stage is actually the process of refining the body, tempering the soul, refining essence, and transforming it into qi. It is very difficult and there are many things to pay attention to. For example, the martial arts I practice are not suitable for seeking pleasure or even breaking through."

"Wow, no wonder you always keep your distance from the girls here. Is this the legendary 'Childhood Martial Arts' you are cultivating?"

Song Shi's expression was strange. This martial arts seemed to be similar to that of monks and Taoists, unable to be close to women. It was too difficult.

"Cough, not exactly. It's just maintaining a pure yang energy, allowing me to have a chance to touch the Innate Qi realm. Once it disperses, I will never have another chance!"

Da Cong Ming revealed his ambition.

"Another Innate... How powerful is this Innate?"

Song Shi's eyes lit up. He really wanted to know if Innate was the so-called cultivator.

"Kiki, does Young Master Song also have an interest in martial arts?"

In a cold laughter, a pink figure emerged from behind the screen.

The woman in her twenties walked out barefoot.

Her small feet were like carved jade, not as small as the three-inch golden lotus, but delicate and exquisite. The neat and bright nails were painted red, with a peculiar allure.

A pair of slender and straight legs were exposed, without any excess flesh. The thin green gauze clung to the snow-white skin, swaying with a hazy curve.

The amplitude below the collarbone was not exaggerated, but it was quite impressive.

Song Shi knew at this moment that this was not one of the two famous Jing'er and Tuan'er from the Yao Yue Tower, but the new top girl he had been infatuated with recently.

Xue'er!

This woman followed the route of a cold and aloof beauty. He had never seen her dressed so revealingly before, and for a moment, he was stunned.

On her swan-like neck was a flawless and stunning face, with skin as white as snow, enough to make winter snow feel ashamed. At the moment, she had a touch of light blush on her cheeks, her lips were like water cherries, her delicate nose was petite and exquisite, her willow eyebrows were curved, and her eyes contained autumn water, as if they could speak.

"Young Master, I can't take it anymore. I'll leave first."

Da Cong Ming blushed, looking fearful, and didn't dare to look at Xue'er as he fled.

Song Shi's attention was captivated by her striking figure, and a fire burned in his abdomen. He didn't even hear what Da Cong Ming said.

"Hehe, Young Master Song, your bodyguard is quite interesting. He always runs away when he sees me."

Xue'er walked over with a fragrant breeze and leaned weakly against Song Shi, like a gentle willow in the wind.

"Actually, I can't take it either!"

Song Shi's breathing became rapid. He hugged her tightly, his body trembling with excitement, and his whole body began to heat up, with faint heat emanating from his pores.

His mouth was dry. "I never expected that you, who resemble the goddess of the moon, would have such a hot and alluring appearance. It's truly seductive to the extreme."

"It's good as long as the young master likes it."

Xue'er leaned against Song Shi, her beautiful eyes filled with passion.

"What a rich and vigorous yang energy, just like a furnace. After absorbing it, my cultivation will definitely greatly increase!"

She felt excited, her slender jade hands wrapped around Song Shi, holding him tightly as she took a deep breath.

Strands of fiery energy flowed out from behind Song Shi, like wisps of fireworks, which she swallowed. Instantly, her complexion became even more rosy, as if she could squeeze out water with a delicate touch.

"Weren't you feeling unwell? Why did you come again?"

Perhaps because his mental strength had greatly improved, Song Shi was not completely controlled by his instincts.

"I love the Seventh Young Master. How can I let other women serve you?"

Xue'er responded with a sweet voice, lightly touching Song Shi's cheek with her rosy lips, emitting a pink glow from her eyes.

This glow was not obvious beneath the pink veil, but it instantly mesmerized Song Shi.

Then.

The room was filled with a beautiful scene.

Outside the door, Da Congming was blown by the autumn wind, the redness on his face fading away, leaving behind a face filled with lingering fear.

"Damn, this woman is too terrifying. Just one glance and I couldn't control myself."

He wiped the cold sweat off his forehead and muttered, "I almost blew my cover. Who is this woman? The Inviting Moon Tower didn't have such powerful characters before."

He glanced back at the private room.

"Terrifying, women are like tigers. Master didn't deceive me!"

Fear filled his eyes as he quickly distanced himself.

Half a day passed, and in the evening, Song Shi leaned against the railing, supporting himself with panda-like eyes.

Downstairs, the lights were bright, with many figures moving around. Some people sat in the hall drinking, creating a lively atmosphere.

"Have you heard? After the boat at Jinyuan Temple capsized in the morning, two more people died there in the afternoon."

"I heard they were two guards from the Song family?"

"That's right, they were originally there to deal with the incident of the boat capsizing, but ended up capsizing themselves!"

"Perhaps there's a water ghost causing trouble."

"It's been restless lately. I heard there are wild monsters appearing in the mountains, and even the city gates are not safe."

"Not just outside the city, even inside the city, several people have died recently for no apparent reason."

The noisy discussions reached Song Shi's ears, gradually bringing him back to his senses.

"Oh, look, isn't that Seventh Young Master from the Song family upstairs? Tsk tsk, there's trouble at home, but he's still enjoying himself here."

"Tsk tsk, look at his appearance, he's probably been here all day!"

"Rich people are different. We can only have ordinary maids accompany us for drinks, but this kid gets the top girl to accompany him in bed."

A burst of sarcastic and jealous voices emerged, but most of them were spoken softly, clearly unwilling to offend Song Shi.

But ever since his mental strength greatly increased, Song Shi could hear these voices clearly.

"Someone else died in the family, and it happened in the Jinjiang River?"

Song Shi didn't care about these people gossiping about him. He was more concerned about the possible trouble caused by the water ghost.

It seemed like a target that could be sent to their death.

"Young Master!"

Da Congming hurriedly walked over, supporting the almost collapsing Song Shi. Seeing Song Shi's weak appearance, he muttered, "Ah, you've hurt yourself again. Young Master, you still want to cultivate martial arts? You're joking. Your essence is insufficient, so you can't cultivate at all."

"It's fine, as long as I'm happy."

Song Shi looked exhausted, but he was satisfied in his heart.

After working hard for half a day, he not only enjoyed the taste of a beautiful woman, but also basically confirmed one thing.

This Xue'er was definitely not an ordinary person.

This woman seemed to possess a kind of enchantment similar to a bewitching technique, making him lose his rationality, and then absorbing some kind of energy from him.

According to the data on the system panel, it should be yang energy that she absorbed, reducing his original 16 points of yang energy to a mere 0.1!

"Damn, she's so greedy. She left me with just this bit of yang energy. If a female ghost were to touch me, I would be finished."

Song Shi cursed inwardly, completely understanding that this was a treacherous beauty.

She was beautiful, but devoid of any emotions, treating him as nothing more than a tool.

"I have to die quickly, restore myself to the peak in one breath, and then consider how to deal with her..."

He gave the order, "Da Congming, let's go. Take me to the bank of the Jinjiang River."