So clear!
Fan Wubing said flatly, "No need to trouble Seventh Sister. Iâm already familiar with it. Itâs cold, Seventh Sister should wear more."
Zhao Qi was taken aback.
Wear more?
Is this something a man would say? Shouldnât it be wear less? Zhao Qi thought, "Well, heâs quite a stubborn little brother. I must see you panting under me."
Zhao Qi swayed her hips as she walked towards Fan Wubing.
As she got closer, Fan Wubingâs gaze grew more profound.
It seemed that if he didnât do it with her, she wouldnât give up.
Fan Wubing cherished his body greatly and had no intention of giving his desires to a woman like this.
Zhao Qi was indeed indescribably beautiful, undoubtedly an exceptional lover in matters of passion.
However, when Fan Wubing slightly used the Unwarranted Qi Creation Skill to sense, he realized how filthy she truly was. Her body held no illness, but her soul suffered from a lust disease. He had seen this disease in Sickness City; for those afflicted with lust disease, pleasure was the foundation of living, and seeking pleasure with different people was the meaning of life.
Obviously, Zhao Qi was a connoisseur among those with lust disease, adoring the broken and dirty people. She looked down on those clean ones. The dirtier, the more she liked them.
To her, Fan Wubing, with his ailment, was the cream of the crop.
From her perspective, Fan Wubing was the real treasure of the Mortal World.
Fan Wubing knew that even if he did it with her once, he wouldnât catch any filth due to the Unwarranted Qi Creation Skill, but... mentally, it was disgusting. He thought that doing such a thing in such a place would truly be dirty, and heâd face psychological pressure in the future when facing Manman and the others.
He quietly mobilized his qi, thinking that if she forced herself upon him, he wouldnât show any mercy.
Zhao Qi was coming step by step, her gaze burning. Suddenly, she felt something, shivered all over, and hurriedly ran away.
Just then, Qin San emerged from the hazy fog, walked through the courtyard gate, and knocked lightly on Fan Wubingâs door, which wasnât fully closed, "Is Ninth Brother in?"
Fan Wubing let out a long breath, "Come in, please."
Qin San entered. Her left eye had grown back, but it wasnât as good-looking as her right eye, with very light and chaotic color and patterns.
"Third Sister."
As soon as Qin San sat down, her nose twitched, and she asked with a frown, "Was Zhao Qi here?"
Fan Wubing nodded.
Qin Sanâs brows furrowed, her face darkened, "She didnât do anything to you, did she?"
Fan Wubing laughed, "Third Sister arrived in time."
Qin San took a deep breath, exhaled heavily, then smiled, "How are you feeling today? Getting familiar with the Abyssal Prison?"
Fan Wubing said, "Not bad."
"Youâre the weakest among us. Youâre at the Peak of Nascent Soul, right?"
"Yes."
Qin San thought for a moment and said, "This level isnât enough. Forget about the second layer prisoners, even most of the first layer ones you canât handle. How about this: Iâll talk to the head and have you avoid work for a while, so you can cultivate some more. At least reach the Split God, because the Peak of Nascent Soul is really..." She wasnât mocking, just stating facts.
This wonât do.
Fan Wubing didnât come to the Abyssal Prison to cultivate.
He chuckled, "Thank you for your kindness, Third Sister. But I canât trouble you because of this. Since Iâve become a Prison Guard, I should do my job. Although my cultivation is only at the Peak of Nascent Soul, my abilities surpass this level."
Qin San laughed, "Surpass it, how far beyond Peak of Nascent Soul can you go?"
He wasnât sure whether he was imagining it.
Third Sisterâs smile was quite... beautiful, with the look of a slender beauty. He couldnât help but think that if Third Sister had a fuller figure, she would definitely be a beauty. You could tell just by her eyes. Absolutely the most beautiful eyes Fan Wubing had seen in this world.
Qin San pondered, "Alright then. For patrolling and cleaning demonic qi, you can follow the rules of the second layer. Serving the head isnât hard, not something you should worry about. As for clearing the vents on the fifth layer, thatâs dangerous; Iâll have Chen Si accompany you."
"No need, Third Sister, please donât let others say youâre showing favoritism towards me."
Qin San chuckled, "So considerate of your sister?"
"Of course. Third Sister has given me such precious things."
Qin San revealed a mysterious smile, "Alright then, if you encounter any difficulties, come find me again." With that said, Qin San sent the location of her residence through her qi to Fan Wubing.
"Thank you, Third Sister."
Third Sister was so normal. So normal that she didnât quite fit in with the Abyssal Prison, genuinely like a caring next-door sister. Should something like this really be happening in the Abyssal Prison? Or does Third Sister have ulterior motives? Something abnormal always has a reason. Fan Wubing felt a flicker of caution in his heart.
Third Sister stood up to leave, but instead of leaving directly, she turned and walked towards Zhao Qiâs dwelling next door.
Next,
Fan Wubing sensed a massive qi enveloping the room next door, like a bright moon falling, stars reversing in the sky.
Then came Zhao Qiâs screams.
Roughly a few breaths later, Third Sister left Zhao Qiâs room, patting her hands.
Fan Wubing took a deep breath, "So strong!"
He stared blankly at Third Sisterâs receding figure. Because her frame was so skinny, it gave the illusion of being frail and narrow. Yet it gave him a great sense of security.
In the days that followed, Zhao Qi behaved herself.
Not only behaved, but she also hurriedly avoided Fan Wubing as soon as she saw him, not even daring to meet his gaze for too long.
Presumably, Third Sister left her with a heavy psychological shadow.
After that, every day on the sixth beat of the morning drum, Third Sister would arrive punctually at Fan Wubingâs place. Primarily to check on his work, but she was particularly concerned about his cultivation progress. Seeing that his cultivation remained at the Peak of Nascent Soul, not progressing into the Path of Fetal Movement, she even shared her insights about the Dao.
This reminded Fan Wubing of his Senior Sister Fu Ming.
With Third Sisterâs help, Fan Wubing quickly became fully familiar with the life and work of a Prison Guard in the Abyssal Prison.
Patrolling and "cleaning" demonic qi, he did excellently.
Seeing his smooth work with no mistakes, the others gradually came to accept him.
Half a month passed.
Fan Wubing gained a lot.
During that half month, he picked up a lot of prisonersâ bodies in the cells. Although these people had their possessions cleared out before being brought in... due to the Abyssal Prisonâs special nature, for some unknown reason, their cultivation and daos werenât stripped away. As such, their bodies were a treasure trove.
"Tongue-craving" was satisfied.
He gained life and digested Dao insights. Although he also assimilated quite a few cultivation techniques and divine techniques, Fan Wubing no longer valued them. Practicing them would only add to the burden on his soul, so he decided to keep them, thinking of sharing some good ones with the Eternal Immortal Sect once he left.
He digested a lot of Dao insights, gathering all nine Dao traces of the Five Elements Earth Phenomenon Dao. He also found many traces of various other Dao, countless actually, though most were common ones like the Path of Strength, Path of Motion, Path of Serenity, Path of the Mountain... these scattered Daos.
High-level innate Daos like the Circulation Dao or Cosmic Dao, none at all.
Of course, having none was normal; having them would be abnormal.
Even though he was still just at the Peak of Nascent Soul, after solidifying his Dao path, Fan Wubing found himself uninterested in common scattered Daos.
His maximum health was now at [517.9 billion]. The strength of the Third-Layer Integration.
It wasnât far off from progressing another digit.
Being a newcomer, he wasnât assigned to serve Zhang Yi or clear the vents on the fifth layer in the previous round.
However, in the second round, it was his turn.
According to the order, tomorrow would be his turn to clear the vents on the fifth layer.