Chapter 226: Chapter 226: I Want to Keep You by My Side

He glared at Song Wanning with a guarded expression, looking as if he would rather die than submit.

Hearing this, Song Wanning froze for a moment before bursting out laughing.

Her playful gaze fell upon Feng Youming.

’Where on earth does he get this confidence?’

"You’re actually right. I... do have improper designs on you."

"From the very first moment I saw you, I’ve wanted to trap you by my side forever..."

’Break your limbs, rip out your meridians, and turn you into a doll that will obediently stay by my side.’

Song Wanning didn’t speak the rest of her thoughts aloud, but the look in her eyes grew even deeper and more profound.

A chill ran down Feng Youming’s spine, but after hearing Song Wanning’s words, he couldn’t help but let out a cold snort.

He knew it. The woman’s earlier actions and gaze were definitely a sign that she harbored ill intentions toward him.

He had seen far too many women like her.

With a single word from him, countless women would be eager to climb into his bed. This woman was no different.

However...

Feng Youming’s gaze swept over Song Wanning.

They were extremely close now, and her face, as lovely as a rose, was on full display before him.

In a daze, he seemed to catch a whiff of a faint, sweet fragrance.

His throat bobbed. He suddenly thought that tumbling into bed together wouldn’t be so bad...

Mu Yuan noticed his strange expression, and a blaze of anger ignited in her heart.

’The nerve of this man,’ she thought, ’to actually have designs on my daughter.’

If he weren’t still useful, she would have cut him down right then and there.

Song Wanning, however, wasn’t angry. Instead, her smile gained a flirtatious charm. She gave the Immortal Binding Rope a sharp tug, dragging Feng Youming along behind her.

Only after confirming he couldn’t cause any more trouble did she lead him out of the Array.

Yu Cheng finally emerged and asked if they needed to dismantle the Array.

Song Wanning thought for a moment, then shook her head.

"Let’s just leave it here. If any outsiders show up, it can help fend them off for a bit."

As for the top-grade spiritual stones needed to power it, they had more than enough now.

Yu Cheng nodded at her words. He snuck a glance at Feng Youming, only to see the man glaring daggers at him.

It was a look that said he wanted to tear him limb from limb.

Yu Cheng rolled his eyes, speechless. ’He’s about to die, and he’s still acting so smug?’

’Does he really think Senior Song is interested in him?’

’What an idiot.’

"Thank you for your help this time. We still have matters to attend to, but the Song Family will be sure to host a proper banquet for you next time," Mu Yuan said to Yu Cheng with a smile.

"There’s no need for thanks! Senior Song, if you need anything, just call on me anytime!"

Yu Cheng quickly bowed, then took out a Flying Magical Treasure and departed.

"He’s such an honest child."

Mu Yuan smiled as she watched his retreating figure. Such a dependable junior was a rare find.

Song Wanning nodded. Yu Cheng was a very pure person, singularly focused on the path of cultivation. He was indeed a good man.

Feng Youming, at their side, heard this and snorted coldly. "Just a piece of trash!"

’He’s that old and still at the Nascent Soul Stage. What’s the use?’

’Not like me, who advanced to Divinity Transformation so early...’

Song Wanning was speechless.

She glanced at Feng Youming. The more she interacted with him, the more the mysterious image she had of him from her past life shattered.

Sometimes, she truly felt that Feng Youming was a walking contradiction.

His Cultivation was clearly high and his aura mysterious, but his words and actions... always revealed a pure, unadulterated stupidity.

Suppressing the doubt in her heart, she gave the rope a sudden, violent yank. Feng Youming was pulled off balance and nearly fell.

Song Wanning paid him no mind, leaping into the air and flying toward the Spirit Vein.

Mu Yuan followed behind her, watching the flightless Feng Youming dangling below, his face ashen with rage.

His humiliated appearance was truly satisfying to see.

...

Upon returning to the Spirit Vein, Mu Yuan stopped paying attention to Feng Youming and went to inspect the vein itself.

Song Wanning brought Feng Youming to a stone chamber. The moment they entered, she was nearly blinded by a golden light.

Countless Spirit Stones were piled up inside. The dense Spiritual Energy made one’s very pores tremble.

Feng Youming’s eyes widened instantly. Even for someone like him, it was hard not to be moved by the sight of so many top-grade spiritual stones.

Not to mention there was an entire Spirit Vein outside...

’If my plan had succeeded, I would have been rich overnight!’

’Where did the Song Family get such luck?’

An idea sparked in his mind. ’If I use a honey trap, I could get my hands on this Spirit Vein...’

The thought had barely crossed his mind when he was thrown against the wall.

"HISS!"

With his Spiritual Power sealed, he was completely unable to resist. He slammed hard into the wall and then bounced back, collapsing to the ground.

He scrambled to his feet, furious. He wanted to erupt in anger but then remembered his plan and forced his temper down.

"What in the world are you trying to do?"

Feng Youming stared at Song Wanning, convinced in his heart that she had taken a liking to him.

After all, the woman had just been abandoned by her fiancé. It was only logical that she would be moved now that she’d met an outstanding man like him.

This was all mainly thanks to Song Wanning’s earlier gesture of lifting his chin, which had filled him with a mysterious confidence.

Song Wanning had to laugh at his condescending gaze. It was a familiar look; Gu Qingyuan had stared at her the same way when he broke off their engagement...

It was the look of someone who thought they had her completely wrapped around their finger.

She stepped forward, a gentle smile on her face, her eyes as soft as water, staring intently at Feng Youming.

"I told you, I want to keep you by my side..."

As she spoke, she reached out a hand, placing it on his shoulder and slowly letting it trail upward.

Feng Youming was a head taller than her. Looking down at her infatuated gaze, his heart stirred slightly.

’This woman is beautiful, and her figure is top-notch...’

’It wouldn’t be a loss to take her for myself.’

’Especially with an entire Spirit Vein as her dowry.’

The more he thought about it, the better it sounded. Gazing at that breathtakingly beautiful face, he slowly lowered his head.

Those succulent, alluring lips were just inches away...

In the next instant, however, Song Wanning’s hand slid up his neck and pressed down directly on the top of his head.

He was immediately slammed downward, his entire body pressed to the floor, getting a mouthful of dust.

Before he could even register what had happened, a foot came down, pressing firmly on the back of his head.

Feng Youming finally snapped back to reality. "Bitch, you dare to toy with me?!!!"

He was both humiliated and furious. He had never been so disgraced.

A sneer came from above. "How could I be? I already told you, I’m going to keep you by my side."

The voice was chilling and grim. Though it sounded as gentle as water, it was utterly terrifying.

Just as Feng Youming was trying to figure out what was going on, a Longsword suddenly appeared.

With a flash of cold light, one of Feng Youming’s arms was severed at the shoulder.

"AH—"

He cried out in shock, and in the next moment, his face was splattered with his own blood.

"What in the—"

Before he could finish his sentence, the cold light flashed again, and his other arm was also severed.

Feng Youming was stunned for a moment, then erupted in a towering rage.

"Bitch! You bitch! What the hell are you doing?"

She actually cut off both his arms?

Feng Youming’s pupils quaked again and again, his fury overpowering his fear.

Watching his furious interrogation, Song Wanning tilted her head at him.

"Didn’t I already tell you?"

"I’m going to keep you by my side."