NOVEL NEXT Chapter 5:
Chapter 5: Dragon-Nourishing Sacred Physique, Liu Ruyan:
“Could it be that Senior Sister’s Dragon-Nourishing Sacred Physique has finally reached completion?!”
Long Zhan was ecstatic.
Dragon-nourishing meant nourishing a man.
And his Fifth Senior Sister, Liu Ruyan, was born with the physique that every man dreamed of—a Dragon-Nourishing Constitution.
As long as a man shared a night with her, every encounter would strengthen his body, enhancing his cultivation and physique.
That’s why Long Zhan had long coveted her body.
Apart from her beauty and perfect figure, part of the reason was because of her Dragon-Nourishing Sacred Physique.
Long Zhan eagerly stepped closer to Liu Ruyan.
But before he could even touch her, Liu Ruyan shot him a warning glance. “There’s still one more day left. So, you still can’t touch me.”
The excitement Long Zhan had just worked up was immediately doused with cold water.
“But didn’t you just say you’d help me relieve my frustration?”
“What else could I do with you?” Liu Ruyan clapped her hands, and a maid walked in from outside.
The maid, though only about seventy percent as beautiful as Liu Ruyan, still closely resembled her.
Seeing Long Zhan, the maid shyly bowed her head. “Greetings, Master…”
“Senior Sister, this is… Senior Sister, I’m not that kind of person.” Long Zhan tried to put on a virtuous act.
Liu Ruyan laughed. “Come on. You’re destined to be a man who holds power over the world. Having more women is normal. I can’t let you touch me yet, but I can give you a temporary substitute.”
With that, Liu Ruyan walked out and shut the door behind her. “Enjoy yourself. After tomorrow, I’ll be yours.”
Soon, the sounds of the bed shaking echoed from inside the room.
Outside the door, Liu Ruyan sighed.
She had come under their Master’s orders to help Long Zhan grow quickly, even if it meant offering herself to him.
Though she wasn’t thrilled about it, a disciple must obey their master.
“Tomorrow, huh…” Liu Ruyan could feel that her Dragon-Nourishing Sacred Physique was about to fully awaken—but deep down, she was a bit afraid.
After the time it takes to drink a cup of tea, the bed finally quieted.
The door opened, and the maid—her clothes disheveled—lowered her head and scurried out.
Only then did Liu Ruyan enter the room. Her gaze swept over Long Zhan, who had just finished dressing and was exhausted but calm.
Seeing that his expression had steadied and he wasn’t as agitated as earlier, Liu Ruyan said seriously, “So? How did your trip to the Northern Guardian Prince’s Residence go? If you killed Zhao Wujian, you’d now be the capital’s most talked-about figure.”
But Long Zhan snorted coldly:
“It’s all because that Seventh Princess suddenly turned on me! Otherwise, I would’ve definitely killed Zhao Wujian today! His Majesty has already made it clear—if Zhao Wujian dies, he’ll choose a new consort for the princess. That kind of golden opportunity was supposed to be mine!”
“So, you failed…” Liu Ruyan sighed. “Junior Brother, you’re still too young.
Zhao Wujian is currently at the center of attention in the capital. As long as he exists, you can’t be the most dazzling talent in the younger generation.
But to kill him, you don’t necessarily need a direct decree from the Emperor.
You need to learn how to be flexible.”
Long Zhan’s eyes lit up. “What do you mean, Senior Sister?”
Liu Ruyan smirked. “After losing his father and being rejected by the princess… Tell me, if the Heir were to hang himself at home, wouldn’t it seem justified?”
As soon as she said this, Long Zhan instantly understood. “You’re right! As long as I kill that trash, Li Yunrui will surely give up on him. Then I’ll take her and become the imperial son-in-law. It’s only a matter of time!”
Liu Ruyan shook her head. “You can’t make a move on Zhao Wujian right now. You just clashed with him today. If anything happens to him, suspicion will fall on you. Tonight, go find a few people and drink with them—have them testify that you were with them.”
Her eyes gleamed with coldness and killing intent. “As for Zhao Wujian… I’ve been staying here too long anyway. It’s time for a little walk.”
Long Zhan immediately caught her meaning. “Then I’ll trouble you, Senior Sister. Once you succeed and return, I’ll make sure to repay you with double effort.”
Liu Ruyan chuckled. “Aren’t you afraid I’ll suffer a loss at Zhao Wujian’s hands?”
“That’s impossible. Zhao Wujian doesn’t have that kind of ability,” Long Zhan replied confidently.
Liu Ruyan was just as self-assured. “Alright. Just wait for the news of Zhao Wujian’s death.”
…
Night fell like ink.
At the edge of the Northern Guardian Prince’s Residence, Zhao Wujian scrambled through a pitch-black dog hole.
The falcon had already flown off with his letter.
Zhao Wujian felt incredibly confident about the delivery this time.
Even getting in and out of the residence was done through a dog hole. It was nighttime, and barely anyone was on the streets—let alone someone who could recognize him.
From now on, all he had to do was hide in the residence until the Northern Guardian Prince returned.
But just as he crawled back inside, he saw a purple-clad figure jump into the residence at the same time.
Their eyes met instantly.
Zhao Wujian froze. “Who are you?”
Liu Ruyan was momentarily stunned. She hadn’t expected someone to be crawling out of the dog hole.
She glanced at his messy hair and dusty face, not to mention the servant’s uniform he wore.
A servant of the Northern Guardian Prince’s Residence?
In a flash, her jade flute was drawn and pressed to Zhao Wujian’s throat. Her tone turned cold.
“Speak! Where’s Zhao Wujian?”
Zhao Wujian raised one hand in surrender while the other slipped into his robes, ready to unleash a dose of poison at any moment. At the same time, he studied the woman in front of him.
Purple clothes, jade flute…
His mind quickly recalled the plot.
Wasn’t this the Fifth Senior Sister from the original novel? The one with the Dragon-Nourishing Sacred Physique—Liu Ruyan?
She was born with that sacred physique.
Any man who spent the night with her would see their cultivation continuously increase.
That’s why Long Zhan’s master had placed her at his side—so that when her physique awakened, it could be used to nourish Long Zhan.
This woman was a living upgrade machine!
According to the original plot, her physique completed right after Long Zhan massacred the Northern Guardian Prince’s Residence.
So now, since Long Zhan failed to kill him during the day, he had sent her instead?
Sending her during such a crucial moment… Damn, they really don’t take me seriously, huh?
We stepping-stone villains have dignity too!
“Spare me, noble lady!” Zhao Wujian immediately acted pitiful.
“The Heir just spent the night with some courtesans and is sound asleep. I only snuck out to sell some items from the residence.”
Hearing this, Liu Ruyan sneered:
“The master sets the tone for the servants. The Northern Guardian Prince’s Residence really is finished—still shamelessly blocking my Junior Brother’s path. Disgraceful!”
She glared at Zhao Wujian. “Take me to his room. Or I’ll kill you!”
“Yes, yes, of course! I’ve never liked the Heir anyway,” Zhao Wujian said, taking the lead.
Seeing how cooperative he was, Liu Ruyan simply assumed he was a cowardly little servant and lowered her flute.
Soon, Zhao Wujian led her to a pitch-dark room.
“Miss, the Heir is inside.”
Liu Ruyan was surprised at how lax the security was—no guards at all.
But then again, it made sense.
With the Northern Guardian Prince gone, and only Zhao Wujian left—a man with no talent or potential—it was only natural that the place had fallen apart.
As Zhao Wujian quietly opened the door, he said, “Please, after you.”
“Keep watch outside. If you dare shout, I’ll kill you,” Liu Ruyan warned.
“Don’t worry! Once you kill the Heir, I’ll steal a few things and be on my way!”
“Hmph, petty scum.”
Liu Ruyan completely dismissed the man beside her as a small-time servant with no ambition.
She focused her full attention on the room. There wasn’t even a flicker of light inside—Zhao Wujian really must have been fast asleep.
She didn’t notice that the harmless-looking Zhao Wujian behind her suddenly tossed a large handful of powder from his robe.
Realizing something was wrong, Liu Ruyan immediately retreated a few steps, but she had already inhaled too much. Her body quickly went limp.
At that moment, lights flared throughout the residence.
Zhao Wujian stood calmly with his hands behind his back and said coldly, “Men! Arrest this assassin!”
In an instant, the Old Housekeeper arrived with dozens of guards, surrounding Liu Ruyan.
She stared in shock at the young man giving the order. “You… you’re Zhao Wujian!”
Before Zhao Wujian could respond, a wave of uncontrollable heat suddenly surged through Liu Ruyan’s body…