In King of Glory, the "Plunder" keyword has been completely exploited by Ah Li.

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Gazing at her stunning beauty reflected in the bronze mirror, Diao Chan smiled slightly, a self-deprecating smile playing on her lips, and murmured to herself.

"Looks like my charm is still as great as ever..."

"I didn't expect to get so close to my goal so easily this time..."

"Next, it's time to slowly plan how to seize the erhu..."

"However, Jiang Che's strength should not be underestimated. His cultivation is incredibly powerful, and he has probably already broken through to the Nascent Soul stage..."

"The assassination attempt still needs careful planning..."

"The most urgent task is to gain Jiang Che's trust first..."

Diao Chan frowned slightly, her expression gradually becoming serious. Although she didn't know Jiang Che's cultivation level, even the slightest leak of his aura made her feel extremely oppressed.

The other party's cultivation level was at least one major realm higher than hers; they were at least at the peak of the Golden Core stage.

She was quite confident in gaining Jiang Che's trust.

Diao Chan was confident that with her beauty, as long as she gave him a little sweetness and with the help of her charms, she could make Jiang Che completely infatuated and fall head over heels for her.

The difficulty lies in figuring out how she can successfully assassinate Jiang Che. After all, his cultivation level is formidable, and it's not something a mere Foundation Establishment cultivator like herself can easily outmaneuver.

After pondering for a long time without coming up with a perfect solution, Diao Chan simply stopped thinking about it. She took off her shoes and socks, removed her long skirt, revealing her beautiful and alluring body, and tiptoed into the quilt.

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After parting ways with Diao Chan, Jiang Che did not return to his own room. Instead, under the moonlight, he quickly arrived at Yang Yuhuan's pavilion villa.

Without knocking, Jiang Che pushed the door open and entered. He glanced around the room and soon spotted Yang Yuhuan writing and drawing at her desk.

"Xiao Che, what brings you here?"

Yang Yuhuan glanced at Jiang Che, blinked her beautiful eyes, and asked with some curiosity.

Although he was completely focused on painting, Jiang Che's cultivation level meant he didn't deliberately conceal his aura, and she sensed him the moment he stepped into the villa.

During dinner, Jiang Che said he was going into seclusion to break through to the next level.

Yang Yuhuan had originally thought that Jiang Che's breakthrough would last all night, but she really hadn't expected Jiang Che's breakthrough speed to be so fast.

Feeling the pressure emanating from Jiang Che, a cultivator at the Nascent Soul stage, Yang Yuhuan was momentarily dazed, overwhelmed with emotion.

I still remember that when we first met two months ago in Chang Le Fang, Jiang Che was only at the third level of Qi Refining, and had only recently embarked on his cultivation journey.

In just two months, the other party has made great strides and broken through to the current early stage of the Nascent Soul realm.

The speed is jaw-dropping.

Watching Jiang Che rise to prominence little by little, Yang Yuhuan felt very gratified, with a strange feeling that "my son has made something of himself."

"Missing Sister Yuhuan, of course I came to visit..."

Jiang Che walked to the desk with a grin, stood behind Yang Yuhuan, and reached out to wrap his arms around the slender, boneless waist of his trusted older sister.

His eyes narrowed slightly, and he lowered his head, burying his face in Yang Yuhuan's snow-white swan neck, gently inhaling the beauty's delicate fragrance. His expression was one of intoxication and utter satisfaction.

Yang Yuhuan had a voluptuous and beautiful figure, with a slender waist and full hips. She was soft and fragrant, and it felt very comfortable to hold her in my arms, like a soft cotton candy.

"Don't move, my painting isn't finished yet..."

Yang Yuhuan glanced helplessly at Jiang Che, took Jiang Che's large hand that was wandering over her buttocks, and spoke softly.

Even when scolding, the tone remains soft, clear, and pleasant.

Yang Yuhuan was such a gentle and tender woman, especially after being opened up by Jiang Che, she became even more considerate.

Of course, her gentleness was only reserved for Jiang Che and A Li and the other girls.

"Hehe, I just want to hug Sister Yuhuan, I will never do anything bad!"

"Baby Yuhuan, how about I hold you like this while I paint?"

Jiang Che, still sporting a carefree grin, shamelessly offered his suggestion.

In front of Yang Yuhuan, Jiang Che naturally didn't need to pretend anything and could do whatever he wanted, since Yang Yuhuan knew exactly what kind of person he was.

"Don't shout!"

"I'm so much older than you, how can I be treated like a baby!"

Yang Yuhuan's pretty face flushed slightly. She gave Jiang Che a reproachful look, feeling a little shy inside. She was clearly not quite accepting of Jiang Che's way of addressing her.

I don't want a baby like Yu Huan!

Is Jiang Che treating me like a child?

But I'm already thirty-five years old this year!

He's more than a decade older than Jiang Che!

"Resistance is futile. If I say you are Yang Guifei, then you are..."

Jiang Che completely ignored Yang Yuhuan's protests, pulled over a chair and sat down, placing Yang Yuhuan's voluptuous and shapely body on his lap. His hands also wandered restlessly onto Yang Yuhuan's snow-white legs.

Gently stroking Yang Yuhuan's straight and slender legs, the touch was warm, delicate, smooth, and fair, feeling wonderful.

"I just can't do anything with you, you little rascal!"

Yang Yuhuan rolled her eyes at Jiang Che, knowing she couldn't stop him, so she simply let him do as he pleased. She slightly parted her legs, lifted her skirt, and cooperated with Jiang Che's movements...

Then he picked up his brush again and began to concentrate intently on painting.

Now that they had reached the most crucial step in completing the painting, Yang Yuhuan was determined not to let all their previous efforts go to waste.

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"Not bad!"

"Baby Yuhuan, your calligraphy and painting skills have improved again!"

"Becoming a renowned master of calligraphy and painting in Chang'an is just around the corner!"

After Yang Yuhuan put down her brush, Jiang Che examined her calligraphy and painting works and praised them without reservation.

He pondered for a moment: among Yang Yuhuan, Shangguan Wan'er, and Diaochan, who was the most skilled in calligraphy and painting?

Yang Yuhuan's interest stemmed from her hobby, while Shangguan Wan'er came from a scholarly family and had been involved in the arts of music, chess, calligraphy, and painting since childhood. Diaochan, that woman, also had a blue entry for the arts of music, chess, calligraphy, and painting, so her skill level was probably not bad either.

"of course!"

Hearing Jiang Che's praise, Yang Yuhuan smiled radiantly, a rare hint of pride showing on her pretty face.

Besides the pipa and guqin, her greatest interest was painting, which some of the female workers also dabbled in.

Yang Yuhuan was quite confident in her calligraphy and painting skills.

Being able to gain the approval of her beloved filled Yang Yuhuan with a sweet joy, as if she had eaten honey. Her eyebrows arched and her eyelashes curved into crescent shapes.

"It's getting late, Yu Huan, we should rest..."

After displaying Yang Yuhuan's paintings, Jiang Che chuckled and whispered something in Yang Yuhuan's ear.

Finally, he even kissed Yang Yuhuan's delicate and lovely earlobe.

"Hmm~"

Yang Yuhuan reached out and wrapped her slender hands around Jiang Che's neck, her eyes glazed over, her pearly teeth gently biting her lip, and she let out a lazy and lovely moan.

She understood what Jiang Che meant, of course. Having tasted the sweetness, Yang Yuhuan was becoming more and more infatuated with Jiang Che, so she naturally wouldn't refuse his suggestion.

After taking a bath together, Jiang Che had Yang Yuhuan put on a new set of office lady uniform and black stockings, and then, carrying the beauty in his arms, he came to the bedside.

Lying on the side of the bed, Jiang Che held Yang Yuhuan's black silk-clad feet in his hands, playing with them carefully. His fingers gently traced the beautifully curved arch of her feet, feeling the softness and delicacy of her skin. Jiang Che did not choose to make a move immediately.

"Baby Yuhuan, there's something I need to tell you..."

"Hmm~huh?"

"what's up?"

Yang Yuhuan slowly opened her beautiful eyes, turned her head to look at Jiang Che, and asked curiously.

Although Yang Yuhuan felt shy about Jiang Che playing with her small feet, she was already used to it.

She had long known that Jiang Che liked these things, so naturally she wouldn't refuse him anything.

To satisfy all her husband's hobbies and give him unparalleled enjoyment, isn't that what she, as a woman, should do?

"Tonight I brought home a woman named Xiao Chan..."

"Her real name is Diao Chan. She was a scout under Cao Cao in the Wei capital. She deliberately approached me to steal the hujia zither from Wenji..."

"While I'm away, remember to keep a close eye on this woman and make sure she doesn't get any opportunities..."

"Tomorrow I will demand the erhu back from her in front of her..."

Jiang Che replied casually with a languid expression.

Jiang Che didn't care much about Diao Chan (version 1.2) and wasn't worried that she would cause any trouble.

Once Jiang Che had the Hu Jiaqin in his hands, he wouldn't have to worry about what Diao Chan would do to Cai Wenji. However, just in case, Jiang Che still reminded Yang Yuhuan.

Cai Wenji possesses various techniques, including the Jade Slip Sword Formation and the hidden Taiyi Sword Qi deep within her soul. Even ordinary Golden Core cultivators would be helpless against this young girl.

If he harbors ill intentions towards the little girl, the Taiyi Sword Qi will instantly kill him!

This is also the source of Jiang Che's confidence to openly bring Diao Chan back to Qingyun Manor.

"Since she is Cao Cao's woman, why doesn't my husband just kill her?"

Yang Yuhuan frowned, looking puzzled, and hesitated as she looked at Jiang Che.

Yang Yuhuan was well aware of the feud between Cao Cao and Jiang Che, as she had already heard about it from Jiang Che before.

"The biggest enemy is Cao Cao; Diao Chan is just a minor scout and not worth worrying about..."

"This woman is skilled in seduction; she's likely come to Chang'an to use her beauty to assassinate me..."

"If that's the case, why don't I play along?"

Jiang Che remained serious and expressionless, as if he were playing some grand strategy.

"After all that talk, isn't my husband just lusting after other women's beauty?!"

"This Diao Chan must be a stunning beauty, a celestial being!"

Yang Yuhuan gave Jiang Che a coquettish glare, her black silk-clad feet restlessly stomping on Jiang Che's hands, venting her inner dissatisfaction.