Chapter 49 Lin Yang Is About to Lose His Composure!

“What do we do then? If we don’t run, everyone will die here. Even if it costs me my life, I’ll protect the Second Miss.” Jiang Zuofeng knew his strength was lacking, but his spirit burned with courage.

“You take her away. I’ll deal with those two,” Lin Yang said.

“No! Even Master Kou couldn’t handle them—you’ll die,” Murong Yun protested.

“Kou Yuanshan failed, but that doesn’t mean I will. Let me try.” As Lin Yang spoke, he saw the ugly white-haired man charging at Kou Yuanshan and immediately intervened, trading a punch with him.

The white-haired man staggered back several steps, while Lin Yang only retreated half a step.

Lin Yang lifted Kou Yuanshan with one hand and said, “Take Murong Yun and leave now.”

Kou Yuanshan realized Lin Yang had not only survived a blow from the white-haired man but had forced him back—he instantly understood Lin Yang’s strength, at least a third-grade master.

“You… you’re a third-grade master too?!”

“No,” Lin Yang replied calmly.

He was not third-grade, but fourth-grade.

The two stalks of Dragon Saliva Grass that Qi Yixin brought, along with the ginseng and Purple Crow Vine, Lin Yang had absorbed completely through medicinal baths, boosting his strength to fourth-grade.

If he were only third-grade, he wouldn’t stand a chance against these two. But as a fourth-grade, his odds were much better against a pair of third-grade masters.

“I remember now, these two must be the infamous Purple-White Twin Fiends. Both are third-grade masters, siblings who, when working together, can even kill a fourth-grade master,” Kou Yuanshan said.

“Enough talk, hurry and go.”

Kou Yuanshan knew he was gravely injured and couldn’t fight anymore—staying meant certain death. Since Lin Yang insisted on showing off, Kou Yuanshan couldn’t worry about anything else and slipped away quickly.

Terrified, Kou Yuanshan knocked Murong Yun unconscious and carried her off, as she refused to leave. Jiang Zuofeng had no choice but to follow; he knew that staying behind would only be a burden, offering Lin Yang no help.

The Purple-White Twin Fiends were siblings raised in an orphanage, their minds terribly twisted.

The brother, Chou Diao Bai, was ugly but obsessed with beautiful women, a notorious philanderer. Any woman he fancied was doomed to a gruesome fate—violated and then murdered.

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His sister, Chou Yue Zi, was a natural beauty. During their time in the orphanage, she was abused by the director. Later, the siblings killed the director and everyone who had mistreated them, then set the orphanage ablaze.

Chou Yue Zi’s childhood trauma warped her mind as well; she delighted in tormenting men, especially handsome ones. Her methods rivaled her brother’s—after a night of debauchery, she would mutilate her lovers, gouge out their eyes, and finally extract their hearts.

This pair, infamous for their cruelty and depravity, were well-known in the underworld of Nandu Province.

Seeing Kou Yuanshan flee, the Twin Fiends did not try to stop him. They knew he’d be easier to find later; once Lin Yang was dealt with, they could simply go to the Murong family and finish the job.

Chou Diao Bai had heard Chen Tianhao speak of Murong Yun’s legendary beauty, which was why the siblings targeted her.

“Little brother, you must be Lin Yang?” Chou Yue Zi eyed him with keen interest, her seductive gaze flashing.

“You’re truly handsome, just as I hoped.”

She sauntered over, hips swaying like a serpent, her snow-white cleavage exposed. With her allure, any man’s heart would race.

Lin Yang, having pushed himself hard in his medicinal bath earlier, had absorbed a vast amount of yang energy from the two stalks of Dragon Saliva Grass. Though he tried to suppress it, his blood boiled and he could not help but react physically.

Some urges are primal—no matter how advanced, even a born master struggles to fully control them.

“Let’s not fight. There’s a hotel right nearby. How about we go there and battle five hundred rounds in bed?” Chou Yue Zi teased, full of charm.

“I have no interest in a public bus like you,” Lin Yang replied coldly.

“So what if I’m a bus? Maybe I’m a little dirty, with lots of passengers, but my skills are unmatched. I promise you, my technique is top-notch—enough to send you to heaven and back. I guarantee you’ll die with a smile on your face.”

Chou Yue Zi took pride in the insult, showing not a trace of shame.

“But I don’t intend to die,” Lin Yang said, his voice dark.

“If you’re skilled enough, you can kill me in bed! If you can do that, I’d welcome it,” Chou Yue Zi said, licking her lips provocatively.

Inside, Lin Yang’s body burned like oil over fire, his eyes reddening. If she kept provoking him, things might get out of hand.

“Tsk tsk, men are always so contradictory—saying ‘no’ while their bodies say ‘yes’,” Chou Yue Zi said, her eyes twinkling as she gazed at his waist.

“Judging by the size, it’s a giant—I like that best.”

Her tongue flicked out like a serpent, quick and flexible, even twisting like a braid. This trick could seduce countless women, leaving Lin Yang dumbfounded.

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Lin Yang instinctively clenched his hips and swallowed hard.

“Shut up!” He couldn’t stand her provocations any longer—if he listened, he’d lose focus before the fight even began.

He struck out, aiming a palm at her.

“Little brother, why so hasty? Save your strength and punish me hard on the bed later,” she laughed, dodging with astonishing speed. Lin Yang’s palm missed.

“You dare challenge me in speed!” Lin Yang’s energy surged from his dantian, flooding his legs, and his speed skyrocketed as he attacked.

Chou Yue Zi formed claws with her hands, using a technique akin to Eagle Claw Kung Fu. With her third-grade mastery, she could shred a car door with a swipe.

Lin Yang was less experienced in combat but held a higher rank than Chou Yue Zi. He held his own, exchanging over twenty moves, though his arm was scratched and bloodied by her claws.

“Sorry, little brother, I was too rough and hurt you,” Chou Yue Zi licked Lin Yang’s blood from her fingers and continued her teasing. “Do you know how many men beg to sleep with me? Why don’t you want me? Am I not pretty enough? Not sexy enough?”

Clenching his fists, Lin Yang replied coldly, “Because you’re a shameless tramp, available to anyone. I have no interest in tramps.”

“I am a tramp, little brother, you’re absolutely right. Hurry and come kill this little tramp,” Chou Yue Zi only provoked him more.

Lin Yang was nearly speechless—he’d never met a woman like her.

After those twenty moves, Lin Yang had figured out her techniques. He’d let the fight drag on to gain experience.

“Take this!” Lin Yang charged again. Chou Yue Zi accepted the challenge, but this time Lin Yang’s moves shifted rapidly and his strength surged. Unleashing the power of four bulls, he punched Chou Yue Zi, sending her flying and crashing into a car.

Her expression finally changed; she felt the force of his punch far exceeded hers.

She had thought earlier that Lin Yang had only beaten Chou Diao Bai because he was careless.

“You’re a fourth-grade master?!”

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