Lin Chen's fingertips caressed the wine glass as he took a small sip of the strong liquor.
The spicy liquid slid down his throat, and he immediately activated his soul power, using extremely subtle force to gradually neutralize the alcohol, remaining absolutely sober throughout, without a trace of intoxication.
He dared not be careless.
He was currently in the chaotic streets of Tiandou City; if he got drunk, given his conspicuous appearance, someone might take advantage of him and "pick him up," which would be a huge loss.
Staying sober was the safest course of action.
The cloaked woman beside him was completely different.
She hadn't used a single ounce of her soul power to resist the alcohol, allowing its aftereffects to overwhelm her, her aura growing increasingly strong.
When Lin Chen released his Thunder Domain to intimidate the troublemakers in the tavern, he had casually used his mental power to probe this woman at the next table.
This probe, however, surprised him slightly: she was clearly a very powerful Soul Master, yet his Thunder Domain's pressure hadn't affected her at all, as if her aura was completely beyond the domain's reach, unfathomable.
Lin Chen had no intention of prying into others' secrets, nor did he want to needlessly provoke such a hidden powerhouse, so he immediately withdrew his mental power, focusing on eating and drinking, no longer paying attention to her.
Before long, Lin Chen finished his meal and stretched contentedly, exuding a relaxed and carefree air.
Just then, the cloaked woman beside him suddenly stood up unsteadily, her steps faltering.
She was clearly completely drunk. With one hand, she picked up an empty wine bottle from the table and walked silently toward the tavern door, keeping her head down the entire time, refusing to reveal her face.
Upon seeing this, the tavern waiter quickly caught up with her and said cautiously, "Madam, you haven't paid for your drinks yet!"
The drunken female soul master didn't even pause in her steps, nor did she utter a single word.
She simply raised her hand and unleashed a palm strike, a gentle yet domineering burst of soul power that sent the waiter flying backward, crashing heavily to the ground, unable to get up for a long time.
After doing all this, she remained silent, staggering out of the tavern.
Lin Chen coldly observed the scene but had no intention of intervening.
It was none of his business, so he didn't need to meddle.
He simply called over a waiter, paid for his food and drinks, and then walked out of the tavern.
As soon as he stepped outside, he saw a cloaked figure staggering towards the secluded and dark alleys of Tiandou City, his back view both lonely and strange.
Lin Chen's curiosity surged instantly.
This person's strength was unfathomable, yet his behavior was so eccentric and aloof. Just who was he?
He initially intended to activate his Blue Silver Domain and use the Blue Silver Grass scattered throughout the streets to secretly track his target.
However, upon further reflection, he realized that his newly acquired Vast Ocean Universe Cover could come in handy. With a thought, the azure triangular artifact instantly appeared in his palm, its natural sea god patterns shimmering faintly.
Lin Chen immediately activated the Vast Ocean Universe Cover's stealth skill, and the invisible power of the sea god instantly enveloped his entire body, completely concealing his figure, aura, and soul power fluctuations, perfectly hiding all traces.
Maintaining his invisibility, Lin Chen silently followed behind the woman, keeping a distance that was neither too close nor too far, ensuring he wouldn't lose her or be noticed.
A mocking smile played on his lips as he muttered to himself, "Sure enough, people are only at their most energetic when doing things secretly. They're never this enthusiastic when they're focused on cultivation."
At this moment, a particularly intriguing scene was unfolding in the secluded streets and alleys of Tiandou City.
The alluring female Soul Master, her drunken state fully revealed, walked ahead, swaying unsteadily in a dark cloak, her steps unsteady yet always carrying an aura of solitary ferocity; a few meters behind her, Lin Chen, concealed within the Vast Ocean Universe Cover, concealed all his aura, his title-level combat power completely dormant, only following quietly with a wicked grin on his face.
If this scene were witnessed by others, anyone would imagine it to be something romantic and ambiguous.
Unfortunately, the truth of this scene is destined to remain unseen by anyone.
Any Soul Master who passed by, attracted by the woman's stunning figure and tempted to approach her, invariably met a tragic end.
Anyone who dared to step within three steps of her, before even uttering a single word, would be instantly blasted away by an invisible yet powerful Soul Force, crashing heavily to the side of the street, unable to get up for a long time. No one could get close to her.
Lin Chen watched with great interest from the shadows, finding the street farce far more interesting than aimlessly wandering around Tian Dou City.
Watching the excitement was a good way to pass the time.
The female soul master continued to stagger forward.
After a long silence, she finally uttered her first words, her hoarse voice filled with an overwhelming sense of intoxication and sorrow, repeatedly murmuring, "Why... why is it..."
Before the words were even finished, three figures suddenly appeared from across the street.
They were all dressed in the iconic black attire of the Spirit Hall, with the temple emblem on their chests particularly conspicuous—they were clearly staff members of the Spirit Hall in Heaven Dou City.
Their gazes fell on the woman, instantly gleaming with a frivolous and greedy light.
Even though they couldn't see her face beneath the cloak, they were certain she was a stunning beauty based solely on her voluptuous and alluring figure.
They immediately surrounded her with lewd grins, hurling vulgarities and flirting at her.
Lin Chen's eyes turned slightly cold as he scanned the soul power fluctuations of the three people and figured out their background: this group of people were not weak.
The leader was a Soul Hall steward at the level of a seven-ring Soul Saint, and the two people following him were also genuine six-ring Soul Emperors, who were considered to have some status in the Soul Hall of Heaven Dou City.
He originally intended to secretly strike and teach these arrogant Spirit Hall bastards a lesson, but before he could activate his soul power, the drunken female soul master in front of him had already made a move.
She was still drunk and looked like she might fall at any moment, but her moves were as fast as lightning.
There was no sluggishness from being drunk.
With a slight sway, two gentle yet powerful soul energies suddenly burst forth.
The two Soul Emperors didn't even have a chance to react.
They were directly knocked to the ground with one palm each, spitting out blood and losing their fighting ability on the spot.
Immediately afterward, the woman tilted her head back and downed a mouthful of strong liquor, letting out a deep sigh.
Lin Chen, hiding behind her, still couldn't see her face clearly beneath the cloak.
He only saw her raise her slender hand slightly, a ball of extremely refined and powerful soul energy gathering in her palm, and without any fancy moves, she struck directly at the Soul Saint deacon.
The Soul Saint Deacon's expression changed drastically.
He hurriedly dodged to the side, and the moment their soul powers collided, his heart sank.
He clearly realized that he was no match for his opponent.
In desperation, a sinister glint flashed in his eyes.
He immediately activated his seventh soul ring, which shone brightly with a deep purple light. His seventh soul skill, Martial Soul True Body, was instantly activated, and he engaged the woman in a fierce battle, his soul power surging forth.
However, the difference in strength between the two sides was too great.
In just three or five rounds, the Soul Saint Deacon was forced into retreat, his body riddled with openings.
Seeing that he was about to be completely defeated, he utterly abandoned the dignity of a Soul Master, his eyes revealing a murderous glint, and resorted to despicable means!
He silently took out a packet of pink powder from his storage soul tool at his waist, and taking advantage of a gap in the fight, he suddenly exerted his strength and threw the entire packet of powder at the female soul master opposite him!
A cloud of pinkish powder assaulted her senses.
The intoxicated woman, whose reactions were already somewhat slowed, was caught off guard and inhaled most of it.
The pungent yet sweet fragrance instantly filled her nostrils, spreading down her throat and throughout her body.
However, the killing intent in her eyes remained undiminished.
She completely ignored the strange sensation that suddenly arose within her body.
Her soul power suddenly tightened, and she moved with ghostly speed, rushing straight towards the Soul Saint of the Spirit Hall.
With a flick of her wrist, she gathered her highly refined soul power in her palm.
Without any fancy soul skills, she used pure power to strike the Soul Saint's chest with a powerful palm!
"Bang—"
A dull thud suddenly exploded.
Although the Soul Saint relied on his seventh soul skill, Martial Soul True Body, for protection, he was still sent flying backward by this domineering palm strike, crashing heavily into the stone wall of the alley.
Several cracks instantly appeared in the stone wall.
He spat out a mouthful of blood, and the light of his Martial Soul True Body suddenly dimmed.
He barely managed to save his life thanks to the defense of his Martial Soul True Body, but he was also seriously injured and had no power to fight back.
Instead of showing any fear, he clutched his throbbing chest, let out a lewd and sinister laugh, stared at the woman with a lecherous look in his eyes, and said with extreme smugness, "Hahaha! Well done! But you probably won't know what you were hit with until you die!"
The woman frowned coldly, wanting only to take a step forward and finish off this despicable person. But as soon as she took a step, an uncontrollable surge of scalding heat suddenly rose within her body, instantly sweeping through her limbs and bones. A numb and hot discomfort spread wildly, her soul power instantly became disordered, and all her strength seemed to be drained away in an instant.
She could no longer hold on, her legs buckled, and she knelt down on the cold bluestone ground. Her breathing became rapid and labored under her cloak, and she gasped for breath. Her originally cool and aloof aura was now tinged with an undisguised disorder and unbearable discomfort.
The Soul Saint struggled to his feet, his eyes blazing with lust as he looked at the woman's disheveled and helpless state. He slowly approached her, his tone extremely lewd and vulgar: "Even if you're a Title Douluo, after being poisoned by my unique aphrodisiac powder, you'll be suffering terribly right now! This is a top-quality product that I bought from the black market at great expense. Aren't you feeling hot and restless, almost going crazy?"
"Don't worry, I'm coming right now to help you out. I promise I'll make sure you feel comfortable..."
As he spoke, he reached out and grabbed at the woman's shoulder with an eager expression, his greed undisguised.
At this critical moment, a clear, cold, and utterly disdainful voice suddenly rang out in the empty streets and alleys, with extremely strong penetrating power: "How laughable, the people of the Spirit Hall are all such despicable scum as you?"
The Soul Saint was instantly terrified. He had been fighting fiercely with the woman, his mind completely focused, and hadn't noticed a third person nearby! He abruptly turned his head and looked around, shouting sternly, "Who is it? What kind of hero hides like this? Show yourself right now!"
With a slight movement of light and shadow, Lin Chen, who had been hidden in the shadows, slowly stepped out. His aura was calm yet carried a chilling intensity, and he looked at the Soul Saint in front of him with disdain.
"Trash should stay in the trash can and not come out to pollute this place."
Lin Chen, too lazy to waste words, instantly conjured a massive, black, and destructive hammer in his hand the moment his words fell. The immense pressure of his soul power locked onto the Soul Saint. Before the opponent could react, the hammer slammed down!
Already severely injured and with his soul power depleted, the Soul Saint could not withstand such a powerful blow. He immediately coughed up another mouthful of blood, his bones cracking and his face ashen white. Terrified, he dared not linger, and with his last ounce of strength, he fled in panic into the depths of the alley, desperate to save his life.
Lin Chen's eyes turned cold, and he immediately raised his leg, intending to chase after him and eliminate him completely to prevent future troubles.
But the moment he took a step, the woman kneeling on the ground lunged at him, her slender hands gripping his legs tightly, as if she were grasping at a last straw. Her voice was filled with unbearable heat, shallow breaths, and utter helplessness as she pleaded intermittently, "Help...help me..."
Lin Chen glanced down at the woman who was still wrapped in a cloak and kept her head down, refusing to show her face. Then he looked up at the street ahead—the Soul Saint of the Spirit Hall had already taken advantage of his injuries and speed to escape so far that he could not even be seen. He could not catch up with him.
He muttered to himself, "I came here to watch a show, but I've ended up getting myself involved in this mess. Oh well, it's good to lend a hand; I can't just stand by and watch this woman be defiled by those scum from the Spirit Hall."
Lin Chen slowly crouched down, his gaze only reaching the top of the woman's hair, which was covered by a cloak. The brim of the cloak was pulled very low, and he still couldn't see any detail of her face. He spoke, his tone carrying a hint of nonchalant helplessness: "Tell me, how do you intend for me to help?"
From beneath the cloak came the soft, panting breaths of a woman, her fragrance like orchids, mingled with a faint scent of alcohol and medicinal powder, sounding exceptionally alluring. Her voice was hoarse yet soft, tinged with unbearable heat: "Take me somewhere where no one is around... I can take care of myself."
Without much hesitation, Lin Chen reached out and hoisted her onto his shoulder. The woman was slender and not particularly heavy, but he still deliberately used less force to avoid hurting her. Carrying her, he turned and headed towards the nearest hotel deep in the alley, wanting to find a quiet place to settle down as soon as possible.
When the hotel receptionist saw Lin Chen carrying a woman in, his eyes immediately turned strange. He looked the two of them up and down with suspicion.
Lin Chen was too lazy to explain and simply said, "I want the best single room."
The staff member stammered, his eyes darting back and forth between Lin Chen and the woman being carried, the ambiguity in his gaze almost overflowing.
Just then, the woman being carried finally mustered her last bit of strength, slightly raised her chin, and spoke, panting, her voice urgent as she clarified, "No... it's not what you think."
Upon hearing this, the staff member instantly understood, nodding repeatedly. Their gaze towards Lin Chen shifted to one of utter admiration and envy, as if looking at a "god." The meaning was crystal clear: How incredibly skilled is this young man? Even his "wife" needs aphrodisiacs to be satisfied?
Lin Chen felt a chill run down his spine from that gaze, his lips twitched violently, and he felt utterly helpless.
He was filled with regret! If he hadn't meddled in other people's business and had just left after the meal, he wouldn't be in this situation now. What was supposed to be a good time to watch the show had turned into "carrying a woman who had been given aphrodisiacs back to her hotel," and he was being treated like such a lecherous scoundrel. He had completely lost face.
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