Chapter 43: Those Who Touch the Forbidden Shall Perish
Gu Feng observed Liang Duan’s little tricks with perfect clarity, but unfortunately, he still had fifty minutes left until resurrection. He calculated that preparing the meal and finishing it would take about forty or fifty minutes.
During the wait, Gu Feng turned his attention to the Devouring Heaven Technique. He wished to pass this art on to Gu Yan, but its difficulty troubled him. If he wanted Gu Yan to master it, he would have to consult the system.
“Hey, old man, are you there or have you died?”
“You insolent brat, dare speak to me like that again and I’ll dock your experience and lower your level.”
“Uh! Isn’t that a bit much? We’re old acquaintances, can’t I joke around a little?”
“Sorry, but I’m not human. If you anger me, I can erase you entirely.”
Gu Feng was speechless. “Fine, you’re the boss, alright! Boss, I need your help with something.”
“If you want your future wife to learn the Devouring Heaven Technique, that’s possible, but if she learns it, you won’t be able to.”
“What? Future wife?”
“Ding! You have accepted the technique transfer quest. Transferred technique is Chaos-level, difficulty ten stars. Since it’s your first transfer, difficulty is lowered to one heart. Due to your low level, difficulty is reduced further to half a heart. Quest requirement: Within one month, eliminate all bandits in the Thousand Peaks Territory. If you fail, the technique will vanish.”
Gu Feng was utterly depressed. Not only did his sister become his future wife, but there was now a technique transfer quest—if he failed, the Chaos-level technique would disappear. Could this be any more of a trap? And it was mandatory.
“Ding! Forced quest obtained. Complete the quest and receive +10 to all bodily resistances.”
Gu Feng was worried; the bandits of Thousand Peaks Territory were numerous, marked in red on the map, dozens of them, and more importantly, there was a purple location.
Purple meant absolute danger, at least one major realm beyond Gu Feng.
Still, the quest had arrived, and Gu Feng could only find a way to complete it. The system didn’t prohibit seeking help.
Thinking of help, Gu Feng thought of mercenaries.
As long as you could pay, you could hire mercenaries of any level.
But money? Gu Feng was so poor he could barely eat.
Half an hour later, in the Liang family dining room, Liang Zi and Gu Yan sat at a table together. This was the exclusive room for the Liang family’s direct line, elegant and tranquil, the green décor blending seamlessly with nature.
Such a setting was perfect for Liang Duan’s schemes, and he was beside himself with excitement. If not for this atmosphere, he wouldn’t know how to proceed.
Every dish prepared by the chef was examined by Liang Duan alone, then sprinkled with a powder as fierce as wolves and tigers, before being sent to the table by servants.
When the dishes were served,
Gu Yan looked at the feast—she had only ordered three dishes, yet now there were over a dozen. She glanced at Liang Zi.
Liang Zi smiled gently. “Eat, don’t worry about it.”
Gu Yan was already starving, and immediately picked up her chopsticks to eat, appearing ravenous and utterly at odds with her beauty.
Even so, Liang Duan, watching from afar as Gu Yan ate, was beside himself with excitement—his plot was about to succeed.
Once the deed was done, he didn’t believe Gu Yan would not obediently become his woman.
After a while, both Liang Zi and Gu Yan felt their bodies heating up, the sensation growing stronger.
“Sister Liang Zi, do you feel hot?”
Gu Yan was unbearably hot, adjusted her collar, revealing a rounded patch of skin, which Liang Duan, watching from afar, found instantly arousing.
At this moment, Liang Zi’s maid Yue’er came from a distance, seeing Liang Duan lurking at the doorway. She knew his character well and recognized his malicious intentions, so she deliberately raised her voice in displeasure: “Liang Duan, what are you doing?”
Liang Zi and Gu Yan both heard Yue’er’s discontent, and turned toward the sound.
Just in time to see Liang Duan, flustered, glance about to ensure no witnesses, then strike Yue’er’s neck with a hand chop.
Yue’er’s eyes rolled back and she fainted.
Increasingly overheated, Liang Zi and Gu Yan realized something was wrong.
Liang Zi, suppressing her agitation, stood up weakly and shouted angrily, “Liang Duan, what are you doing?”
Liang Duan chuckled, didn’t answer, dragged Yue’er into the room and locked the door.
Having finished, Liang Duan strode toward Liang Zi and Gu Yan, proud and excited. “Little beauty, here I come. Feeling hot and restless, don’t you want to strip off all your clothes? Go on, take them off.”
By now, Gu Yan and Liang Zi knew exactly what was happening.
Liang Zi shielded Gu Yan, feebly rebuking, “Liang Duan, did you drug us?”
Liang Duan looked at his beautiful sister, swallowing hard—he wanted her too. But he dared not; harming a fellow clan member was courting death.
“Get out of the way!”
He shoved Liang Zi aside.
Weak and powerless, Liang Zi tumbled to the floor, rolling several times, and glared angrily at Liang Duan: “Liang Duan, if you hurt Gu Yan, you’ll die horribly.”
Thinking of Gu Feng’s strength and his fearlessness, Liang Zi believed that if Gu Yan were harmed, Gu Feng would go mad.
“Hahaha! Die horribly? Once I’ve made her mine, her brother will be my brother-in-law. As family, what’s left to negotiate? Hahaha.”
Gu Yan, equally weak, sat trembling on the chair—a mere ordinary person, worse off than Liang Zi, unable to move, only able to look at Liang Duan in terror, too feeble to speak as tears streamed down her face.
Liang Duan, pleased, said to Gu Yan, “Little beauty, here I come. Don’t be afraid, it won’t hurt. I’m very gentle.”
He grabbed Gu Yan, hurriedly pulling her up.
Feeling Gu Yan’s soft form and alluring scent, Liang Duan roared in excitement, “You’re mine now!” and fiercely kissed her cherry lips.
Gu Yan loathed Liang Duan, yet the man’s scent stirred something within her, leaving her furious and embarrassed.
Liang Zi raged, “Liang Duan, you will die a terrible death!”
In the Resurrection Space, Gu Feng anxiously counted down the seconds.
“Ding! Resurrection countdown. Please confirm location. 10, 9, 8…”
Each second felt interminable to Gu Feng.
“Ah! Liang Duan, go to hell!”
Liang Zi summoned all her strength, crawling up and charging at Liang Duan.
Sensing Liang Zi’s assault, Liang Duan turned in fury, unleashed his spiritual energy, and kicked her hard in the abdomen. Weak and helpless, Liang Zi was sent flying.
Vomiting from the heavy blow, her stomach emptied onto the floor.
Ensuring Liang Zi wouldn’t interfere again, Liang Duan turned eagerly, grabbed Gu Yan’s dress, and tore it with a violent rip, exposing a swath of pale skin.
Just then, a light shone behind Liang Duan.
Gu Yan, in despair, saw that familiar glow and smiled. Only she knew—her brother had arrived.
Liang Duan hadn’t noticed anything behind him; seeing Gu Yan’s smile, he assumed she’d resigned herself.
“Die!”
Gu Feng’s hand clamped hard around Liang Duan’s neck.
The cold word of death struck Liang Duan’s ears.
“What?”
He turned in disbelief, his neck landing right in Gu Feng’s grasp. Liang Duan was still confused—how could anyone enter with the door locked?
Gu Feng tightened his grip.
Crack!
He crushed Liang Duan’s neck directly.
Blood poured from Liang Duan’s seven orifices.
Liang Duan stared at Gu Feng in shock and confusion, dying without ever understanding how Gu Feng had appeared.