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Chapitre 225: Infiltration

    Gu Mu-Song mmed his drinking ss on the table; his face already turning red from overindulgence.


    "That bastard… Who does he think he is..?!"


    "The Grandmaster seems to be drinking a bit more heavily tonight. I''m curious why that is."


    Gu Mu-Song stared across the table at the pretty young disciple who was already pouring him another drink.


    "It is of no concern to you, Seol Yeon. That new grandmaster is even more annoying than that old monk and his dead ex-wife. The nerve of him to humiliate me over that unnecessarilyrge sow. I wasn''t even going to do anything to her!"


    "The new grandmasters..? Arge sow..?" She asked.


    Gu Mu-Song stared drunkenly at the face of the young disciple.


    She was one of only thirty-five women in the poison cloud sect. And he had alreadyin with almost all of them.


    They were his personal garden of flowers that he was allowed to pick from and inhale at any moment he so chose.


    And there was no one who was going to interfere in his practices.


    The few women who were unwilling to abide by his practices were swiftly dealt with and a new seed was sown to rece them. It was as simple as that.


    Their world didn''tck women and fine things. Someone so grand as him was fated to have as much of it as he wanted.


    If the Races of Light did it, why not himself?


    But as he remembered Taira''s uniquely beautiful face that could sway anything with a working set of genitals, he began to feel like his perfect flower garden might develop wandering gazes.


    This was something he could not stand for.


    "Never mind the new grandmaster! He is an ant beneath my heels who I may crush whenever the mood strikes me! You just let your only concern be on servicing me..!"


    Gu Mu-Song disrobed in front of his beautiful disciple.


    ""..."" They both stared down at his little bird that had yet to rise and leave the nest.


    While some types of alcohol do have positive affects on sexual potency with certain kinds of individuals, avian type fallen are not one of them.


    "...W-What are you looking at!? Make it stand up!!"


    "Yes, grandmaster.."


    The young woman crawled towards him with a nk and empty look in her eyes.


    "Bed checks!"


    The door to the room was suddenly pulled open and another, more authoritative-looking disciple walked in.


    "Kyaa!"


    "What the hell are you doing, Feng Xian!? Announce yourself before entering!"


    The young disciple immediately cupped his fist and lowered his head in embarrassment.


    "One thousand apologies, Grandmaster. I was simply doing routine bed checks and was unaware that you were entertaining a disciple."


    Entertaining was a really strong word to use. The young woman did not look thrilled or amused in the slightest.


    "Damn your thickheadedness... You''ve spoiled my mood..!" The Grandmaster quickly got dressed again and left the room in a huff; shoving past his disciple in a rude manner.


    The disciple also got re-dressed and she too red at her Junior Brother.


    While it is true that the Grandmaster has a nefarious sexual rtionship with the female disciples of the court, it is also true that they use the opportunity to get what they desire from him.


    Grandmaster Mu-Song is prone to falling asleep after finishing.


    The women of the cult usually use that opportunity to search his body, or his room, for treasures. At least nine have even began reading his personal manuals, though they haven''t gotten to study them topletion yet.


    When ites to users of poison arts, there truly are no innocents with clean hands.


    They are simultaneously all trying to bite and poison one another, in hopes of emerging as the one with the most incurable venom.


    They''re simr to assassins in their way of thinking, in that there is no method that is too underhanded or beneath them to utilize.


    Which is why as soon as the young disciple was dressed, she stood up and pped the interrupting disciple hard across the face.


    "Know your ce next time.. Nevere into my room without permission again."


    Even though he was doing the task he was literally assigned to do, the disciple was still being punished for it.


    He couldn''t do anything but lower his head down and apologize.


    "My mistake, Senior Sister."


    -


    It took an hour for disciple Feng Xian to finish bed checks.


    Even though this summit was like a vacation for cultivators, the event hadn''t started yet since the remaining sects had yet to arrive.


    So until then, those of the poison cloud would be operating under their usual parameters.


    Finally, the young disciple got to his own room and sighed.


    He pulled off his silver lined sses and ced them on the table before turning to find a surprising upant in the room.


    Himself.


    He was bound, gagged, his cultivation was sealed and he had a faraway catatonic look in his eyes.


    ''Feng Xian'' walked over to his doppelg?nger and kneeled in front of him. His bright green eyes changed from a poisonous green to a burning red.


    He untied himself, helped himself get over to the bed, and made him sit on it.


    Suddenly, a voice that was certainly not his own spilled through his lips.


    "You finished bed-checks at around ten p.m. You walked in on the grandmaster and your Senior Sister Seol Yeon as they were about to lie together. He was upset by your intrusion and stormed off. Seol Yeon pped you as a result. You should repay that in your own ''special'' way."


    Feng Xian nodded slowly, his eyes showing a faint dull red glow that was easily missable.


    The disoriented disciple was struck hard on the side of his neck and immediately lost consciousness; copsingically on the bed.


    Meanwhile, his doppelg?nger stood up and walked right through the Northeast facing wall like a ghost; disappearing from sight and taking the only true knowledge of this night with him.


    -


    Taira was lying in bed with his back against the headboard.


    A soft blue candlelight billowed on the nightstand on the others of the room; giving the ce a very rxing atmosphere that had put the girls right to sleep.


    Amidst the sea of bodies, Taira was sitting up with a scroll floating in front of him. A familiar blue face was watching through the mirror-like surface.


    "Did you contact me thiste at night just so that I could watch you draw?" Ajained.


    Taira smirked without looking up from his sketching. "Would it be so unfortunate if I did?"


    "My dear friend, you must know that I care for you greatly, but I do find this to be an improper use of my time."


    "Your social life is no more invigorating than mine. Do you want me to believe that you had some sort of event nned that is more invigorating than watching me draw?"


    "..."


    "Perhaps you had a date nned?" Taira chuckled.


    Aja showed as much annoyance as she possibly could.


    "...I''ve changed my mind. I no longer like you."


    "But how do you expect me to live without your affection?" Taira asked sarcastically.


    The best thing about close friends is that they be like family. Talking to Taira sometimes made Aja d that all of her family was dead.


    Another thirty minutes went by with the two of them making small, polite small talk until Taira finally put down his pencil.


    "I''m going to show you some images. I need you to tell me if you recognize any of them, alright?"
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