Stuck in a Chinese novel

Liu Yu stood in her place, not backing off one bit, waiting for Wei Jun to answer his own question.

"Well, the answer would be simple, wouldn\'t it?" Wei Jun said with a matter-of-fact expression and added, "It\'s because my wife did it first."

"What?" Liu Yu couldn\'t understand what Wei Jun meant by that.

"I mean; didn\'t you order a few male prostitutes to your apartment the first thing you moved here? Or at least your call logs say so." Wei Jun said with a smile before he turned around and left the apartment while saying with a peace sign, "Have fun, boys."

When Wei Jun left, Liu Yu turned around to look at the men in underwear. They looked at Liu Yu, obviously charmed by her beauty.

Liu Yu sighed before she disappeared from her spot and appeared beside one of them. Before they could react, Liu Yu coated her hand in Yin Qi and chopped the head of the poor man. The other two soon followed.

Once she was done with the literal manslaughter, she sighed once again, trying to calm the bubbling anger inside of her before she couldn\'t hold it in anymore.

"AAAHHHH!!!!" A scream that woke up the dead along with a wave of Yin Qi that destroyed the entire penthouse. .net

Wei Jun, who had just arrived outside, heard the scream along with the massive wave of Qi and smirked, \'Bit*h.\'

Wei Jun left the place in his sedan and made his way to his next target. After all, there were still the tasks left on his chart of problems.

And the first and foremost problem was….

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"This is all that I know about the Shi family. Their sole daughter, Chan Shi. He is having her followed by the members of their mercenary team. Now I would love to follow them as well but as you know they already are aware of me so I have to stay clear of them." Mark Wilson reported.

Wei Jun quietly read over the file that had the information about Chan Shi of the Shi family. Technical sister in law of Yue Peng.

She was Wei Jun\'s next target. When Wei Jun was in prison and thought over the entire scenario, he somewhat figured out Shao Chen\'s goal.

If he was Shao Chen and he was trying to destroy a family, a competitor, then he would have first found a link to the company.

[Like Yue Peng]

\'Exactly.\' Wei Jun said as he then thought about the goal of Yue Peng. She was in direct but hostile contact with the Shi family. If Shao Chen could somehow increase that hostility, then the Shi family would send someone to get involved.

That somewhat would most likely be the capable one in the family, not a failure. And that capable one was none other than Chan Shi.

When Wei Jun found out that Shao Chen\'s team was keeping tabs on her, Wei Jun knew she was their next target, making her Wei Jun\'s next target.

Shao Chen most likely either intended to seduce her through some methods or find some dirt on her. Going with the plot of the previous novel, Wei Jun was very much assured that it would the former method.

Shao Chen somehow intended to bring Chan Shi by his side, dismantling the family from the inside then and exacting his revenge.

But why didn\'t Shao Chen hate Chan Shi?

Well, that part was covered by the cliché plot.

"It turns out that Chan Shi is adopted. She isn\'t treated like a real daughter but she is still treated fairly well. However, the main inheritor isn\'t her but the loser of a son." Mark Wilson explained further about Chan Shi.

\'So predictable.\' Wei Jun said.

Wei Jun couldn\'t help but review himself for so easily predicting an entire plot even without reading the novel.

\'Either I\'m awesome, or I\'ve come too far in this sh*t.\' Wei Jun said before he turned to Mark Wilson and took out two treasures of Yin energy this time.

When Mark Wilson saw the treasures, his eyes sparkled because the treasures he obtained from Wei Jun were of the highest quality ever found anywhere.

"But the deal was for one piece," Mark Wilson, controlling his joy said before he added, "Which means that there is something more you want."

"Mhm." Wei Jun said as he slid the treasures containing pure Yin energy across the table. They were properly encased in some sort of glass so the energy wouldn\'t dissipate.

"I need you to find me some evil cultivators." Wei Jun said.

"Evil cultivators?" Mark Wilson was a little taken aback by those words.

Who didn\'t know about the forces of evil? Evil power could be found in every cosmic power. If it was in Qi, then dark Qi. If it was in mana, then corrupted or deranged mana. If it was spiritual energy, then it was dark spiritual energy, and so on.

There were many small-time organizations of each category or there was some large organization that consisted of all of these above-mentioned powers and more.

These organizations had a huge influence no matter how small they were. Finding out about them wasn\'t as easy as it sounded but it wasn\'t as difficult as well.

"If you need me to find them instead of finding information about them, then this wouldn\'t be enough." Mark Wilson said as he slid one of the treasures back.

Wei Jun looked at Mark Wilson without blinking, and even though overwhelmed, Mark Wilson stared back, not flinching in the slightest.

After a few minutes, Wei Jun nodded and asked, "State your price?"

"I\'m looking for a treasure that can increase the quality of the human body to perceive Yin Qi." Mark Wilson said.

\'What?\' Wei Jun couldn\'t understand what Mark Wilson meant by that.

[He\'s asking for a cultivation technique]

\'What do you mean?\' Wei Jun asked.

[Sometimes, people with exceptional vessels are born]

[They can filter and compress the purest of Qi]

[Just like Yan Rong]

[However, sometimes, to equal the scale]

[Even though they can filter and make the Qi pure, their vessels aren\'t born with similar rank Qi techniques]

[This leads to vessel explosion]

[Ironic, I say]

[Too much talent but not a vessel to hold that talent]

Wei Jun understood the system\'s words and asked Mark Wilson, "What grade?"

"Grade?" Mark Wilson asked with a confused expression.

Wei Jun didn\'t know how to reply to that. After all, the concept of grades was kept secret by the high-class sects. The common people only knew of the common F or E rank cultivation technique that Lao Chen practiced.

\'What grade would be perfect for this case?\' Wei Jun asked.

[Anything above B rank should lower the symptoms for now]

[If it still isn\'t enough]

[It would at least lower the process of vessel deterioration]

Wei Jun nodded and opened his shop.

[Frozen Queen cultivation technique (copy)]

[Grade: A rank]

[Cost: 1,000,000]

Wei Jun flinched at the price but he still purchased it. It was one hundred million in Yuan but it was enough for Wei Jun to purchase.

Wei Jun looked at Mark Wilson and asked, "This person you want me to save? Do he or she suffer from the symptoms of chills or something similar?"

Mark Wilson just stared at Wei Jun without a reply. Wei Jun chuckled. Mark Wilson had no intention of replying. Seeing that there was nothing else to do, Wei Jun reached into his jacket pocket and pulled out a blue-colored book with intricate patterns on it.

The edges of the book were made of ice and the inscriptions on the book weren\'t recognizable.

Wei Jun slowly slid the book across and said, "Here you go. This should solve the problem. Even if it doesn\'t, it would slow the body\'s deterioration. Enough to buy you some time."

Mark Wilson stared at Wei Jun in astonishment. It seemed like Wei Jun knew what the person Mark Wilson mentioned was suffering from even without Mark Wilson telling him anything.

And the most intriguing part was….

"You just happened to have this on you?" Mark Wilson asked.

It was as if Wei Jun knew of the requirements of Mark Wilson beforehand. But if it wasn\'t that, then Wei Jun had a plethora of treasures available at his disposal and he could pick one as required.

"…" Wei Jun would have not done something like that and properly told Mark Wilson that he would contact him when he would have arranged something like that.

However, Wei Jun didn\'t think wasting time like that would be useful. And if some questions were raised, Wei Jun could just remain quiet just like Mark Wilson.