Villain Cultivator

Chapter 36:(???) Slapping

Chapter 36 – (???) Slapping

The usual closed-eye woman, Qi Hong, widened her eyes. Witnessing the Stripper Swordsmanship, she was astonished that Miaomiao had already mastered the first move.

Armor Destruction was one of the sword arts. By empowering and controlling aura on one\'s weapon, even a wooden stick could destroy steel plates.

However, this art emphasized accuracy and precision in manipulating Qi. It required the practitioner to pinpoint the weak points of their opponent\'s armor and strike it with their Qi. The difficult part wasn\'t the skill by itself, but the practitioner must have keen sight. Striking a wrong point might not break the armor, and the practitioner might suffer fatal injuries from counterattacks.

Most importantly, the swordsmanship skill was exclusively for inner disciples since it required meridian mastery, which should have been too difficult for newbies weaker than the 3rd stage. Yet, Miaomiao utilized it flawlessly.

\'I chose that skill for him, so he could not practice any combat skill. When did this brat practice this technique? Did he spend the night practicing? But I saw the CCTV footage. He never practiced or did anything productive at night other than sleeping or having sex. Just how?\'

Qi Hong tricked Miaomiao many times throughout their deals. Xu Xiuying and Qi Hong gave him a core technique from the core library first, hoping that he would get a complex skill above his level of comprehension so that Miaomiao would become discouraged from practicing martial arts. After that, they could coax him into the path of debauchery and force him to spend the rest of his days having sex with their Joyous Yin disciples. Then, Miaomiao would become nothing but a stupid sex maniac that they could manipulate and discard whenever they wanted.

This was their Golden Goose Project.

At first, Miaomiao seemed to sway that way as he enjoyed his authority and Zheng Liqin\'s body.

Qi Hong pushed the project further by giving Miaomiao more difficult techniques, trying to make him voluntarily give up on training and become lazy for good. Unexpectedly, Miaomiao came up with a prostitution plan, which aligned with her scheme.

Xu Xiuying and Qi Hong\'s plan worked perfectly as Miaomiao stopped practicing martial arts after he started selling his body. He spent every day having sex, according to their initial plan.

Yet, today, Miaomiao showed that he had already mastered one of their difficult techniques. Qi Hong couldn\'t figure when and how Miaomiao could do it.

\'Are you serious? Are you really a freaking genius or a useless sex-addicted bastard? Ah, I don\'t know anymore.\'

Qi Hong gave up trying to analyze Miaomiao\'s character. She picked up her J-Phone and recorded everything on the stage, so she could send the clip to Xu Xiuying later.

…

While everyone was shocked, Long Meifang treated this event as if nothing had happened. She didn\'t care whether Miaomiao or Kang Yan would win. This elder only cared about her profited CP that she got from Miaomiao\'s deal, which was 40% of the share.

It didn\'t matter who won or lose. Long Meifang would earn more CP regardless.

The charming black-haired elder enjoyed her wine and low-calorie food as she watched the show, "Can someone fetch me more fresh fruits? I forgot to restock my supplies."

As Meifang was eating and drinking, an elder approach her.

"Do you know if anyone takes him under their apprenticeship yet?"

Long Meifang glanced at the speaker. It was Yao Lan, the amazon warrior elder from Virgin Yin School, who was also a friend of Qi Ning.

"Aside from Qi Hong, his mother, and me, I don\'t think any of our elders has talked to him yet. If he isn\'t one of their core disciples, then he is still available."

"Hmm. Do you think his mother will allow him to be my legacy disciple? He has talents in sword fighting."

"Go ahead and ask the mistress yourself. Count me out of this."

"Don\'t you want him?"

"Not a chance. I don\'t like smart men. That bastard is a young fox in sheepskin. I don\'t trust him."

Unlike Qi Hong and Xu Xiuying, Long Meifang had seen many cunning men throughout her life. As Miaomiao was creative enough to bribe Qi Hong and extorted more CP shares from her, Long Meifang believed that Miaomiao still hid more trump cards in his sleeves. t

Since Miaomiao never trained with swords when they first met and he never trained it in front of any CCTV cameras, Long Meifang was sure that he might have trained it elsewhere at night when they weren\'t paying attention. Even if she was wrong, Miaomiao might be a genius that she shouldn\'t offend him.

\'I don\'t want to get involved with a cunning nobleman. F-U all! Don\'t bother me!\'

…

On the stage, Qi Ning couldn\'t believe what she had seen. She saw how Miaomiao used the first art of Stripper Swordsmanship, which was one of the toughest techniques that disciples could learn.

Killing an opponent was hard, but disarming an opponent without harming them was harder. Yet, Miaomiao broke the common sense by mastering this technique without training.

"… Winner, Xu Miao."

Qi Ning couldn\'t afford to continue cheating the match. As many elders were watching, they might report this incident to Xu Xiuying, and the latter might punish her. Even though everyone was working for the same sect, it was not like everyone was friendly toward each other. Any elder might find trouble with another one or bully the weaker colleague at any time.

The Joyous Yin disciples stood up and cheered, celebrating for Miaomiao\'s stunning victory.

"KYAAAA!! HE\'S SO COOL! HUSBAND, MAKE LOVE WITH ME AFTER THIS!!"

"HUSBAND, YOU\'RE TOO AWESOME!!"

"DARLING, WATCHING YOU MAKE ME WET!! KYAAAA!!"

Over 90% of Joyous Yin disciples had once dual-cultivated with Miaomiao. They treated him as their public husband.

On the other hand, the prideful Virgin Yin disciples were sullen. Seeing their senior disciple losing to a good-for-nothing young master was like getting slapped to the face. Their face became hot because of their frustration and anger, but they couldn\'t do anything to change the result.

Currently, the ten representative seats were arranged behind the sparring ring. Qi Ning pointed at the empty sofa to guide Miaomiao to his new seat.

"That one is yours. Go and sit over there."

Miaomiao grinned. However, he didn\'t follow Qi Ning\'s instruction, "You\'ve forgotten something."

"What?"

"Our bet."

Qi Ning snorted, "Pfft. Fine. How many CP do I have to pay?"

Miaomiao\'s smile widened. The corner of his mouth curved up while his eyes smiled. His dark smiley face suddenly sent a chill running down Qi Ning\'s spine, and it also frightened other VY disciples.

"Elder Long, could you reveal my current CP?"

Long Meifang\'s face twitched. She had already figured out what and why Miaomiao had bet against Qi Ning with all his CP earlier, which was the main reason why she called him a young fox.

A floating orb coming from Long Meifang\'s spatial ring was the mobile exchange center. It could project any disciple\'s profile and their status, including their current remaining CP.

And the number of CP that Miaomiao had was …

41,526 CP

Averagely, an outer disciple had about 1,500 to 3,000 CP as they required a large amount to buy various manuals or cultivation supplies. Inner disciples had a bit more, about 4,000 to 6,000 CP, but they still had to buy expensive refined stones for cultivation.

Despite that, Miaomiao possessed over 41,000 CP, which was an insane amount that an outer disciple could have. Qi Ning almost vomited blood when she found out about Miaomiao\'s current CP.

Miaomiao revealed a bashful smile as he was fidgeting, walking closer to Qi Ning.

"I\'ve bet all my CP, so… please give me the same amount, okay?"

41,526 CP was 416 raw spirit stones. The amount might be nothing to Qi Ning, but it hurt her pride because of Miaomiao\'s current obnoxious expression. She felt like he intentionally humiliated her.

Without a choice, Qi Ning poured 416 raw spirit stones from her spatial ring onto the stage, "Elder Long. Convert these stones to CP and give it to this brat!"

Long Meifang shrugged while she made the stones floated and entered her spatial ring. Then, she typed something into the hologram, and Miaomiao\'s CP in his profile window changed.

83,052 CP

It wasn\'t much, but Miaomiao was happy by having more assets. He laughed and walked toward the loser, Kang Yan.

"I\'ll forgive you for the earlier insult if you sincerely apologize."

Kang Yan glared at Miaomiao with her angry eyes. Yet, she didn\'t bicker or refute. Although Kang Yan wasn\'t convinced that she had lost, she couldn\'t change the outcome since Qi Ning had already declared the result.

Gritting her teeth, she knelt on both knees and bowed to Miaomiao without hiding her naked body, "… I was wrong. Please forgive me."

Miaomiao patted her head and nodded in satisfaction, "Good girl. Well, pack your clothes and move to my room tomorrow night. You\'re my pet now."

"What? Hey! I apologized to you! Don\'t push your luck!"

Kang Yan thought that once she apologized, Miaomiao would cancel the gamble they had. But now, he ordered her to become his pet.

"I said that I would forgive you. I didn\'t say that I would cancel the bet."

"Y-You!!"

Kang Yan activated her Qi again. She empowered her rapier and thrust toward his chest.

Miaomiao didn\'t dodge. He also gathered his Yang Qi around his chest area and formed a small barrier.

*DING*

The aura-coated rapier couldn\'t penetrate through the mysterious orange barrier. Instead, Kang Yan\'s rapier cracked and shattered.

"W-Wha!?"

Kang Yan\'s brain couldn\'t comprehend why her attack failed. Her cultivation strength was far superior to Miaomiao, but he could easily block her attack with an unknown technique.

Miaomiao sighed. His body flashed as he moved to the side of Kang Yan. Then, he carried her by his shoulder, hanging her butt forward.

Kang Yan\'s private part and plumb butt could be seen by the audience. VY disciples\' faced turned red, but JY disciples cheered and laughed.

"A bad kitty needs to be punished," Miaomiao chuckled and spanked her butt. t

*PA!*

"Ow! You bastard-"

*PA!*

"Ah! Stop!"

*PA!*

"OW!"

*PA!* *PA!*

"N-No, s-stop-"

*PA!* *PA!*

"Ah! I-I\'m sorry!"

*PA!* *PA!*

"Ahn! Ahn!"

The punishment continued while everyone looked at Miaomiao in astonishment. Even the elders didn\'t interfere.

However, as the booty slapping continued, Kang Yan\'s screaming voice slowly changed into moans of pleasure.