The Young Master Storms the City
Chapter 1192: People of the Hundred Beasts Sect

Chapter 1192: Chapter 1192: People of the Hundred Beasts Sect

"Instructor, such treatment truly makes us envious!"

"Indeed, indeed, you should know how many in the Sect crave the pastries made by Qiu Wan but can’t get any!"

"I never expected Qiu Wan to be so caring; it really makes us envious."

Yet Ning Fan felt nothing special, but it was different for Wei Qiuwan.

She had already buried her head in shyness, even more afraid to look at the figure beside her.

...

At this time, two days had passed since leaving the Secret Realm, and Gongsun Zheng had not returned to the inn associated with the Sect. Nowadays, he spent all day in a tavern, sulking and drinking heavily.

Reflecting on the humiliation he had endured in the Secret Realm, especially knowing from other disciples training at Shuiyun Mountain that Wei Qiuwan and Xu Fan had grown closer, a surge of anger ignited in Gongsun Zheng’s heart. He grabbed a cup full of wine and gulped it down in one go.

The cup slammed heavily onto the table, and as the drunken man was about to pour himself more wine, he suddenly noticed a figure approaching and taking a seat opposite him.

Putting down the wine jug, Gongsun Zheng, with some effort, raised his eyes to look at the figure seated before him.

He saw a middle-aged, slightly overweight man in black, wearing a radiant smile, seeming like a crafty and sly individual.

And he was not familiar with this man.

"Who are you? Don’t stir up trouble; I’m in a terrible mood today!"

The chubby man’s smile remained, "You may not recognize me, but that’s not important. What’s important is that I know you and what you’re fretting about—I can help with that."

Upon hearing this, Gongsun Zheng’s brow subtly lifted, his interest piqued by the man before him.

With a drunken chuckle, he said, "Why do you think you can help me?"

"This is a matter of Shuiyun Mountain; what business is it of yours to meddle!"

"I am from the Hundred Beasts Sect."

In an instant, Gongsun Zheng’s expression changed, and the drunk haziness vanished.

He looked closely again at the man, his hands already gathering Spiritual Power.

The man, having noticed Gongsun Zheng’s movements, lost his smile, his expression turning serious.

"If I were you, I wouldn’t opt for confrontation."

"I know you want to kill that guy Xu Fan, right?"

The Spiritual Power that had been gathering in his hands instantly dissipated, and any animosity Gongsun Zheng had harbored was completely wiped away at that moment.

The man’s words directly addressed his deepest desires.

But he quickly regained his senses and immediately said gruffly, "If you think you can use me to kill Xu Fan, you’ll be disappointed."

"He’s clearly stronger than me; I’m no match for him."

The man chuckled dismissively and responded, "No need to reject the idea so quickly. Since I dared to come here and discuss this, naturally, I have a way to deal with Xu Fan for you."

"If you are willing, you can definitely kill Xu Fan without even lifting a finger."

This time, Gongsun Zheng couldn’t help but be enticed.

Being able to kill Xu Fan without his involvement was certainly good news for him.

However, this man was from the Hundred Beasts Sect.

Gongsun Zheng slowly lowered his head, falling into complex contemplation.

Seeing his hesitance, Wang Yunfu spoke directly, "Our Hundred Beasts Sect also intends to kill this Xu Fan, but we haven’t found a suitable opportunity."

"Since you also want him dead, if you can get close to him, we will have a common goal. If you join forces with our Hundred Beasts Sect, we can surely kill him."

"If you’re still hesitating, I’m afraid Wei Qiuwan will end up in Xu Fan’s bed."

Bang!

A loud noise drew the attention of many patrons in the tavern.

Gongsun Zheng violently slammed his palm onto the table, face filled with rage.

Wei Qiuwan was the woman he coveted, and he had never ceased pursuing her; he would never accept his woman ending up in another man’s bed.

Seeing Gongsun Zheng’s agitated state, Wang Yunfu smiled satisfactorily.

He knew Wei Qiuwan was definitely Gongsun Zheng’s weakness, and this was the perfect time to strike while the iron was hot.

So he immediately said, "I’m telling the truth; you and Wei Qiuwan are made for each other. Why should Xu Fan ruin this?"

"If you don’t kill him, isn’t that just like sending the woman you love into another man’s bed?"

"Enough!"

Gongsun Zheng roared furiously, rage deepening in his eyes.

Then he asked earnestly, "What do you want me to do next?"

"Heh, it’s simple."

Wang Yunfu placed a vial containing Pelargonium on the table, "This vial contains Pelargonium. Just make him consume this during the auction, and his lifelong cultivation will dissipate, making him as good as dead at the auction."

Gongsun Zheng’s eyes fell on the vial of Pelargonium, and after hesitating for a moment, he quickly reached out and took it.

"Fine, I’ll do it."

"But, when the time comes, this matter must have nothing to do with me."

Wang Yunfu smiled without offering a definite response.

Seeing that Gongsun Zheng had tucked the Pelargonium into his sleeve, he immediately stood up and bowed.

"I’ll await the good news then."

With that, Wang Yunfu left.

Gongsun Zheng felt the Pelargonium in his sleeve, his expression gradually firming.

"Xu Fan, I didn’t want to do this, but you forced my hand."

His intent to kill was now fully resolved.