Chapter 189: Shen Hong's Bizarre Treatment Method (Part 2)

"Shen Zhui, what did you feed me?"

Feeling the unbearable heat and maddening sensation spreading through his body, Shen Hong finally realized something was wrong and couldn't help roaring.

"It... it's an aphrodisiac..."

Shen Zhui had to tell the truth.

"Aphrodisiac? I'll fuck your grandmother..."

Shen Hong staggered.

He had seen people screwing their fathers, screwing their mothers, but never screwing their grandfather—feeding his own grandfather an aphrodisiac. Damn it, are you trying to kill me?

Shen Hong felt he was going insane.

"Ancestor, don't blame me. Master Yang made me do it. I had no choice..."

Emperor Shen Zhui was almost in tears.

Last time he had forced medicine down the ancestor's throat, nearly killing him, and that had left him traumatized. Now he was being cursed out again...

Who had he wronged?

He only wanted the old man to live a little longer!

And now his good intentions had turned into this...

"Master Yang?"

Eyes bloodshot, forcing down the agitation in his heart, Shen Hong glanced at Zhang Xuan not far away. Seeing his calm, detached expression, he turned back and slapped Emperor Shen Zhui across the face: "You're full of shit! Master Yang is a renowned teacher, upright and noble. How could he give me something like this? If you dare slander Master Yang again, believe me, I'll crush you right now!"

"..." Shen Zhui.

Upright and noble?

Where was he upright? Hadn't he just slapped you unconscious?

And slander...

If I hadn't obeyed his orders, would I dare feed you this stuff?

Emperor Shen Zhui felt so wronged he wanted to vomit blood.

He looked up at Master Yang in the distance, hoping for an explanation, but saw the man standing with his hands behind his back, gazing at the ceiling, looking utterly indifferent, as if nothing concerned him.

As if to say, you did all this; I know nothing about it...

"You little bastard! And I used to dote on you so much... Ah, I can't take it anymore. Don't stop me..."

Ancestor Shen Hong cursed, then, unable to bear the boiling heat in his chest any longer, let out a wolfish howl and charged toward the many beauties writhing before him.

Before he could take two steps, he felt a pain at the back of his neck.

Thud!

He fell to the ground, unconscious again.

The one who struck was still Zhang Xuan.

Seeing the ancestor knocked out again, Emperor Shen Zhui breathed a sigh of relief: "Master Yang, what now?"

"Wake him up, and have these dancers keep dancing in front of him..."

Zhang Xuan instructed.

"Keep going?"

Emperor Shen Zhui's lips trembled.

"Oh, right. When he wakes up, tell him you were the one who knocked him out. Also, later, whenever you see him losing control, knock him out again. But don't do it yourself—let me handle it. Of course, you take the blame..." Zhang Xuan said.

"..." Emperor Shen Zhui.

Wake him up just to knock him out again—are you addicted, or what are you trying to do?

The most crucial thing is... to make me admit that I made the move...

Emperor Shen Zhui felt exasperated and was about to refuse when he saw Master Yang across from him looking over with a serious expression.

"Don't refuse. This matter concerns the treatment of your clan's ancestor. There can be no mistake, or all previous efforts will be wasted!"

"..." Emperor Shen Zhui really cried this time.

Ancestor, it's not me who's setting you up, it's Master Yang...

...

Here, Emperor Shen Zhui woke Shen Hong up, then knocked him out, then woke him up again, then knocked him out again... Liu Ling, Zhuang Xian, and Zheng Fei on the side were all dumbfounded and also felt somewhat exasperated.

"Master Liu, you've seen much and know a lot. Can you tell what kind of breakthrough method Master Yang is using?"

After holding back for a long time, Zhuang Xian couldn't help asking.

"I... can't tell either!"

Master Liu's face reddened.

Breakthrough method? What the hell kind of breakthrough method is this?

There are hundreds of master laws, and breakthroughs follow several major principles, but none of them seem to involve taking aphrodisiacs and looking at beautiful women...

And what's worse, taking them is one thing, but deliberately finding scantily clad beauties to seduce him, and knocking him out as soon as he can't hold back...

I think this isn't helping someone break through, it's deliberately messing with him, right?

Poor Shen Hong, with a lifetime of prestige, now acts like a brothel customer, pouncing on beautiful women as soon as he wakes up...

"Breakthrough my ass. I think this is deliberately messing with Shen Hong. I've never heard of anyone breaking through by taking aphrodisiacs..." Zheng Fei shook his head, his face pale: "This is a farce. Master Liu, I think we should stop it! If this continues, what will become of decency?"

"This..." Liu Ling hesitated.

"There's nothing to hesitate about. Look at Shen Hong now, he's completely lost his mind. Once word gets out, even if he dies, his reputation will be ruined..." Zheng Fei snorted.

Hearing this, Liu Ling and Zhuang Xian looked up and indeed saw Shen Hong, once refined and elegant, now like a madman, struggling to pounce on a seductive woman. His upper clothes were almost torn to shreds, his eyes bloodshot, like a crazed wolf.

"But... Master Yang helped me break through in an equally bizarre way. Could he have used similar methods? It looks bad, but maybe it's really for his own good..."

Zhuang Xian's mouth twitched.

"You have a master father who taught you to follow the rules. Making you break through through anger is right, but this... how can it lead to a breakthrough? Not to mention whether it's possible, given Shen Hong's current state, even if his true energy is sufficient, he can't break through!"

Zheng Fei said.

Grandmaster is the first major hurdle among the nine levels of martial artists. Like a fish transforming into a dragon, a breakthrough brings a qualitative leap. Countless geniuses and exceptional figures, with the best state and the most abundant true energy, have failed and been trapped at this step. Shen Hong, now only thinking of pouncing on beauties, has lost all reason. How can he succeed?

Isn't this a joke?

If this were true, no one would need to cultivate. They could just spend a few days in brothels and all become grandmasters, right?

"This..."

"No more 'this' or 'that.' Master Liu, make a decision quickly. I can stake my life that if this continues, Shen Hong definitely won't break through. If he actually succeeds, I'll cut off my head..."

Zheng Fei vowed.

Boom!

Before he finished, he suddenly felt a powerful aura emanating from not far away, blazing like the sun.

"What is that?"

He quickly turned to look and saw that Shen Hong, who had been frantically trying to pounce on the beauty moments ago, was now sitting cross-legged on the ground like a sage. His aura flickered and surged, giving a sense of depth like an abyss or sea, no longer weak as before. He radiated vigorous vitality like a young man, even overshadowing Emperor Shen Zhui beside him.

Martial artist eighth level, Grandmaster realm!

"He really broke through?"

Zheng Fei felt as if his face had been slapped hard, almost in tears.

Just after saying he definitely wouldn't succeed, he immediately breaks through to prove him wrong...

Breaking through to Grandmaster by taking aphrodisiacs?

Can someone tell me, what the hell is going on...