Chapter 1091: Heart-to-Heart Connection

Zu An was speechless. What kind of fate was this? No matter what he did, he ended up offending so many powerful figures.

That Jian Yanyou truly had a tragic fate. His own brother plotted against him, wanting to inherit his wife and power, and even his trusted subordinates harbored the same intentions. Even I lived in the Duke's Mansion as him for some days... Bah, bah, bah! I'm not as monstrously deranged as those two fiends.

Yu Yanluo, who was standing nearby, heard all this and felt both shame and anger. "Bastard! To harbor such vile intentions!" First, her brother-in-law coveted her, and now even a servant covets her? Will this ever end?

"Hmph, you're merely a byproduct," Uncle Ming sneered. "The Jian Yanyou brothers worshipped you as their dream goddess, but to me, you're perhaps no more attractive than a beautiful female bee."

Yu Yanluo was speechless.

Zu An was speechless. A beast truly is a beast; his taste is remarkably unique.

Yu Yanluo took a deep breath to calm herself, then asked, "What about Yanyou? Is he suppressed by you, or what happened to him?"

Uncle Ming snorted. "Originally, he wasn't supposed to wake up for a while. Once that drop of Purple Frost Divine Milk formed and refined his body, he would have been completely reborn, undergoing a transformation that would make reaching the Earth Immortal realm a foreseeable future."

"But I never imagined you two would be hiding beneath the pool, engaging in such sordid acts..."

Upon hearing this, Yu Yanluo's pretty face flushed red. She wanted to deny it, but then thought, "Why bother explaining to this monstrous being?" So, she offered no rebuttal.

Uncle Ming continued, "Moreover, that good-for-nothing Jian Taiding, in his despair, kept adding fuel to the fire next to Jian Yanyou's body, exaggerating how Zu An had caused chaos in the inner quarters of the Duke's Mansion. Jian Yanyou was already nearing the time of his awakening, and his consciousness had somewhat recovered. Stimulated by this, he woke up prematurely."

"As a result, he hasn't even broken through to the Grandmaster realm!" Mentioning this clearly infuriated Uncle Ming, who stomped on Jian Taiding's head and ground his foot into it. "This fellow is absolutely useless! He only causes trouble!"

Zu An thought, 'No wonder this guy just brutally killed Jian Taiding. So, that's where his resentment came from.'

Although his aura was now infinitely close to that of a Grandmaster, he was not a Grandmaster. He was just a hair's breadth away, a gap that most people in the world might never cross in their entire lives.

Yu Yanluo, however, frowned. "Enough! He's already dead. Why humiliate him further?"

"If his corpse weren't still useful, I'd crush his dog head right now with one kick!" Uncle Ming spat resentfully, then continued, "Because Jian Yanyou's soul fluctuated violently and he woke prematurely, I was forced to accelerate my plan for body possession."

Yu Yanluo's expression changed. "So, it was indeed Yanyou who initially woke up?"

"Just a wisp of his residual soul," Uncle Ming sneered. "I had already planted a seed within him, making him incapable of resisting my possession. However, his premature awakening disrupted my rhythm, allowing a wisp of his residual soul to escape. As for now, his soul has long since become my nourishment, hahaha!"

"You!" Yu Yanluo's pretty face turned deathly cold. She immediately unfurled the *Thousand Miles of Mountains and Seas Map* towards him. The map expanded with the wind, seemingly transforming into a world of mountains and seas, attempting to draw him inside. Moreover, lightning flashed and thunder rumbled within the painting this time, clearly indicating she had fully activated her killing intent.

Uncle Ming smiled contemptuously. "Just now, with that old man's body and cultivation, I did indeed have some apprehension about this artifact. But now..." As he spoke, he flicked his sleeve. The expanding world of mountains and seas seemed to be enveloped by an invisible force, gradually shrinking back. Finally, it reverted to a scroll and appeared in his hand.

Uncle Ming toyed with the *Thousand Miles of Mountains and Seas Map* in his hand, marveling, "You haven't even reached the Master realm, yet you can unleash a domain world that only Grandmasters can manifest. It's truly astonishing. You must be relying on the power of this artifact, I suppose. This magical treasure is mine now."

"Pfft!" Yu Yanluo spat out a mouthful of blood. The seizure of her magical treasure clearly inflicted a serious injury.

Just then, with a flash of lightning, Zu An, holding the Tai'e Sword, transformed into a bolt of lightning and stabbed towards the opponent's vital points. He didn't spare Yu Yanluo another glance, so as not to waste this rare opportunity to attack.

Uncle Ming's expression flickered slightly, and he hastily raised his palm to meet the attack. Though they were mere fleshy palms, they were as hard as metal. They collided head-on with the Tai'e Sword, producing the sound of clashing weapons.

After one move, Uncle Ming flashed several zhang away. He raised his hand and saw that a section of his sleeve had been cut off, his face showing surprise. "You truly are something, kid. No wonder Jian Taiding fell into your hands."

"I underestimated you just now. From now on, I'm getting serious." As soon as he finished speaking, he lunged forward directly, like a great roc spreading its wings.

In that instant, the air around Zu An seemed to grow viscous, and an overwhelming pressure, like Mount Tai bearing down, permeated everywhere. However, he had fought against the world's most formidable experts before, so he wasn't afraid. He responded to the attacks with calm precision. His movement technique was uncanny; each time, he could create three or four identical clones. However, against an opponent comparable to a Grandmaster, these deceptive tactics had little effect. The opponent could easily find his true body.

But Zu An didn't rely on them to defeat him. Instead, he used various unique skills to harass the opponent, surprisingly managing to fight him to a standstill for a time. Unfortunately, the disparity in their cultivation was too vast. Prolonged defense inevitably leads to a mistake, and Uncle Ming finally found an opening, landing a heavy palm strike on Zu An's chest.

Zu An coughed up a mouthful of blood, feeling as though all his internal organs had been displaced. If his body hadn't been repeatedly tempered by the Primal Chaos Origin Scripture, that single palm strike would have probably reduced him to a bloody pulp.

However, he showed no trace of panic. Instead, as if already prepared, a "Certain Death" Dagger appeared in his palm, and he slashed it towards the opponent. To his disappointment, the dagger, wielded from a tricky angle, was caught by the opponent's hand.

Zu An's expression changed, but Uncle Ming grinned menacingly. "Your body is indeed incredibly tough. Jian Taiding fell to your 'injury for injury' move; how could I not be prepared?"

"What's the deal with this dagger? It makes even me feel the aura of death! I didn't expect such a divine artifact in addition to that sword you just used," Uncle Ming marveled. "However, the more magical treasures you have, the better. You're just delivering equipment to me."

Just as he was about to seize the dagger and sword, Zu An immediately activated the Tai'e Sword's Prestige Domain. Uncle Ming's expression shifted, and he was momentarily dazed. Zu An seized the opportunity to stab with the "Poisonous Thorn" Dagger again. However, to his surprise, the opponent's body suddenly dispersed, finally transforming into a swarm of buzzing black bees.