Strongest Scammer: Scamming The World, One Death At A Time

Chapter 923: Han Yu’s First Time Revealed

Out of the thirteen in the entire sect, nearly half were gathered here tonight. If the ordinary disciples learned of this, the sect would probably erupt in rumors for the next ten years.

And then... The inevitable happened.

Mistress Love Wine’s beautiful eyes landed on Han Yu.

She blinked once dramatically.

Then she pouted.

Actually pouted.

"Ju Fan," she said in a soft coquettish voice, "you didn’t tell me you were coming here tonight."

Han Yu immediately felt danger.

The others also turned slightly toward them.

Mistress Love Wine placed a hand over her chest dramatically.

"And to think..." she continued sadly, "you spent time alone with Lady Rot Rose first."

She sighed heavily.

"That makes me very sad."

Han Yu already felt a headache forming.

Lady Rot Rose raised an amused brow while Daoist Snake Face quietly poured himself wine as if preparing for entertainment.

Han Yu coughed lightly.

"Mistress Love Wine..." he began cautiously.

But she did not let him finish.

"I thought you would be more open with me," she said sweetly. "Especially since we are lovers."

PFFT!

Han Yu instantly spat out the wine he had just begun drinking.

The entire pavilion froze for a second.

"What do you mean lovers!?" Han Yu blurted out.

Mistress Love Wine blinked innocently.

"You wound my heart," she said mournfully. "Did you already forget our passionate night together?"

Daoist Blood Pool nearly crushed his wine cup in envy.

Daoist Snake Face openly grinned now, clearly enjoying himself immensely.

Even Lady Rot Rose leaned slightly forward with visible interest in her eyes.

Only Master Swamp Leech remained unreadable, though the leech mouths on his fingers twitched slightly in what might have been amusement. Han Yu almost wanted to bury himself underground.

"It was nothing like that!" he immediately denied.

Mistress Love Wine gasped dramatically.

"You are abandoning me after taking my purity?"

"YOUR PURITY!?" Han Yu nearly choked again.

Daoist Blood Pool finally burst into loud laughter.

"Hahaha! Good! Very good! I did not expect little brother Ju Fan to hide such abilities!"

Mistress Love Wine ignored him completely and continued staring at Han Yu with pitiful eyes.

"You were much sweeter when you accepted my dual cultivation offer," she said softly.

The others all stared openly now.

Han Yu’s face twitched.

"Offer?" he said loudly. "That was blackmail!"

Mistress Love Wine tilted her head innocently.

"How rude."

Han Yu pointed at her in disbelief.

"You poisoned my wine with aphrodisiac poison!"

Daoist Snake Face nearly snorted wine through his nose.

Han Yu continued indignantly.

"And then you smiled at me and said I could either dual cultivate with you or spend an entire month suffering in agony!"

Mistress Love Wine waved her hand dismissively.

"You make it sound so cruel."

"It WAS cruel!"

Lady Rot Rose finally laughed openly.

Even her elegant composure broke slightly as amusement filled her eyes.

Daoist Blood Pool slapped the table heavily.

"Hahaha! So that is what happened!"

Mistress Love Wine pouted again.

"You say it like he suffered," she said. "I was clearly the one putting in effort."

Han Yu stared at her in disbelief.

’This woman has no shame at all!’

Unfortunately, the reactions around him only made things worse.

Daoist Snake Face looked genuinely impressed now.

"You survived a night with her?" he asked calmly. "Your constitution is stronger than I thought."

"Survived?" Han Yu repeated weakly.

Mistress Love Wine smiled proudly.

"He survived very well."

Han Yu almost wanted to smash his head into the table.

This was a disaster.

A complete disaster.

And the worst part...

He could not even fully deny it.

Because technically...

It had happened.

Han Yu inwardly groaned.

He had never expected that his first experience with a woman would end up becoming public gossip among Legacy Disciples.

And of all people...

It had to be Mistress Love Wine.

The seductive demoness who treated embarrassment like a cultivation art.

Meanwhile Mistress Love Wine merely leaned lazily against her seat, smiling beautifully as she watched Han Yu suffer.

Clearly...

She was enjoying every second of it.

Mistress Love Wine did not seem even remotely finished.

If anything, Han Yu’s reaction only fueled her enthusiasm further. She leaned forward slightly, her chin resting delicately on her palm, her eyes half-lidded as she looked at him with a teasing warmth that would have melted a weaker man on the spot.

"Why are you so flustered?" she asked sweetly. "We shared something beautiful. You should at least look at me with some affection."

Han Yu closed his eyes for a brief second.

’Beautiful... she calls that beautiful...’

He exhaled slowly, trying to steady himself while four other Legacy Disciples watched him like spectators at a performance.

"I would appreciate it," he said carefully, "if you stopped spreading... misunderstandings."

"Mmm?" Mistress Love Wine tilted her head. "Misunderstanding?"

Her lips curved into a playful smile.

"So you did not enjoy it?"

Han Yu’s composure cracked again.

"That is not the point!"

Daoist Blood Pool burst into laughter once more, slamming his palm against the table hard enough to make the wine cups tremble.

"Hahaha! Good! Very good! I have not enjoyed a gathering this much in decades!"

Even Daoist Snake Face’s eyes gleamed faintly, his forked tongue flicking out for a brief moment as he watched with quiet amusement.

Lady Rot Rose reclined comfortably, her eyes filled with genuine interest. Internally, she could not help but think that inviting Ju Fan had been one of her better decisions in recent memory.

She had known Mistress Love Wine for a long time.

Among the Legacy Disciples, there were only four women.

And of those four, only one could be described as... socially functional.

The other two were... problematic.

One was known as the Insane Gardenia, a cultivation maniac who spent nearly all her time in seclusion. Rumors said she had once cultivated for seventy years without stepping outside once, emerging only because she forgot what sunlight looked like.

The last was even worse in a different way.

A battle obsessed lunatic who treated missions like leisure and treated combat like conversation. She had reached the Dao Treading realm through sheer brutality, but interacting with her felt like arguing with a war beast.

Plus she spent most of her time outside the sect fighting beasts and monsters.