This is not how immortals cultivate

Chapter 538 The man stays, the woman doesn't.

At Shenshi (3-5 PM), the sky was still clear.

A figure shot out of the gate of Qinghe County like an arrow released from a bow!

This person moved with lightning speed, his robes fluttering wildly, creating a whistling sound. His speed was so fast that it was almost an illusion.

With a flash, he stepped out of the city gate, leaving a faint afterimage trailing behind him, as if it were a blurry trace left by tearing through the air.

In the blink of an eye, the man had already leaped over the city gate and stepped onto the land outside the city.

What a fast movement!
A glint flashed in Lin Chong's eyes, and he immediately made his move to intercept. The instant the afterimage leaped high into the air, he suddenly soared from the carriage. His movements were clean and swift, without any unnecessary hesitation or pause, like a tiger pouncing on its prey or an eagle swooping through the sky, intercepting the afterimage mid-air and forcing it to the ground.

boom!
Two figures landed heavily on the ground, kicking up a cloud of dust.

The two sides faced off, and a fierce and murderous aura suddenly arose.

After landing, the escapee paused slightly, a hint of surprise and fear flashing in his eyes. Hearing the shouts of those chasing him from behind, he slowly took a half step back, raised both palms, and his demonic energy surged as he adjusted his aura to enter battle mode.

Lin Chong, however, had a cold and stern look in his eyes. He remained still, raised his hands, and slowly clenched his fists.

In my line of sight, the young man was in his early twenties, dressed in coarse linen clothes. He was tall and strong, with a resolute and powerful physique, bright and piercing eyes, thick eyebrows, and a heroic and majestic appearance.

Wu Song, who has not yet ventured out into the world and is still practicing his level 90 blank character in the beginner village.

Their eyes met, their auras clashed silently, and the air suddenly froze.

The group of people chasing from the direction of the city gate sensed something was wrong and stopped in their tracks, not daring to approach. Then...

More and more onlookers gathered!
It has nothing to do with local customs and traditions; this has been true from ancient times to the present.

"How exciting! How exciting! I never thought that such powerful people would fight in such a small place as Qinghe County. This time, even if I die, it will be worth it!"

On the carriage, Xiang Yuan picked up the microphone from the war correspondent and began to liven up the atmosphere while providing commentary.

The moment the words fell, as if a referee had given a whistle, the two figures suddenly strode forward and collided violently.

With a deafening roar, dust billowed and air surged as the two men collided with their physical strength, creating a thunderous boom.

This attack had no fancy techniques, only a pure clash of strength.

The simple and unadorned exchange stirred up a visible shockwave, causing the surrounding withered leaves to fly up and the city wall not far away to tremble.

With his demonic body, Wu Song possessed immense power. He was born with superhuman strength, and now his arms were bulging with veins and his muscles were bulging like iron. With a low roar, his skin shone with a dark golden luster, as if he were possessed by a Vajra.

Every muscle was gathering power, and every breath exuded a wild and untamed energy.

Lin Chong was no less formidable. His body was shrouded in black mist, and golden rings in his eyes locked onto flickering red light. Although his figure and aura did not change as drastically as Wu Song's, the oppressive feeling that was terrifying was rising steadily.

His movements were more steady and precise, as if every step and every swing of his arm had been precisely measured. Experience and composure were etched into his limbs and bones. He was not as wild and unrestrained as Wu Song, but more experienced and skillful.

The first blow was as powerful as thunder!

Their first encounter was the most primal and ferocious clash, a test of their skills to gauge each other's strengths and weaknesses, and to gain a better understanding of one another.

Wu Song immediately realized that he had the advantage in strength, so he took the initiative to attack, swinging his right arm out with a whistling sound, like a giant hammer crashing down.

Lin Chong neither dodged nor evaded, but blocked with his left arm, their fists and palms colliding.

With a loud bang, violent wind blades scattered, cutting the ground into pieces.

The two displayed their respective strengths, exchanging blows, and the battle quickly intensified!

Wu Song's offensive was relentless, employing both fists and feet, each strike carrying immense power. His movements were agile as if weaving through flowers, and his body was as fierce as a tiger descending a mountain. Hook punches, elbow strikes, knee strikes, and shoulder strikes rained down relentlessly, giving Lin Chong no chance to retaliate.

Lin Chong's skills had reached their peak. His body was as still as a rock, and his hands could switch freely between fingers, claws, fists, and palms as he blocked the storm and neutralized the attacks one by one.

He remained calm and composed, using the opponent's force against them, sometimes taking a half-step back to avoid their sharp edge, and sometimes advancing half a foot to counterattack their vitals.

They advance step by step, combining offense and defense, seemingly advancing and retreating, but in reality, their feet only move within a fixed circle.

In contrast, Wu Song was much more lively and cheerful, leaping left and right, his fists and palms flashing, as if he had mastered the art of creating clones. His afterimages intertwined into a dense net, and he had no fixed range of movement; his shadow was everywhere.

When Lin Chong and Lu Zhishen broke into the Grand Commandant's mansion, and when Lin Chong unilaterally beat up Lu Qian and Fu An, the disparity in combat strength made it one-sided and unremarkable, giving the impression that it was nothing special.

Now that both sides are exchanging blows, the situation has immediately become more interesting.

Seeing this made Lu Zhishen feel itchy all over, as if ants were crawling on him, and he paced anxiously in circles.

"We can see that young people are young, and recent sports graduates have an advantage in terms of speed, strength, explosiveness, and endurance."

Xiang Yuan lifted the curtain and peeked out to comment: "We can't give the graduating sports students any chance. Once they find a weakness, this fierce competition will be over."

"Let's take a look at the other side. Hmm, the veteran athletes have no weaknesses!"

"Veteran athletes always have their thermos cups with them and are still at their physical peak. Although they are not as vigorous as young people, they have the experience of hitting the vital points with every strike, the skill of lightly grasping, slowly twisting, wiping and picking, and the ability to constantly change and control the rhythm of the opponent throughout the process. These are all things that young people do not have."

"..."

Lu Zhishen stopped spinning in place and suddenly felt that his body was not so itchy anymore.

Boom! Boom! Boom—

The sound of the blows was like the beating of drums, and the city wall of Qinghe County vibrated with the rhythm, attracting more and more onlookers.

Soon, several figures emerged from the silent crowd; the local county magistrate arrived with a group of constables.

As the county constable of Qinghe County, the county lieutenant was responsible for maintaining order in the county and apprehending thieves. Upon hearing that a fight was taking place at the city gate, seriously disrupting traffic, he angrily led a group of his men to arrest the thieves.

Seeing the battle unfolding before them, which was far beyond what ordinary people could comprehend, the county magistrate fell silent, and the eyes of the other constables cleared as well.

This is outrageous! It turns out that it was you troublemakers who blocked the city gate and disrupted traffic!
The county magistrate immediately ordered the busybodies to be driven away so as not to disturb the two brave men's enjoyment.

In the arena, Lin Chong and Wu Song's flesh and blood bodies had long exceeded the limits of normal demons. Even with their bare hands, they fought fiercely, causing the wind and clouds to pale in comparison. With each punch and kick, bones creaked and flesh collided with terrifying force.

Gradually, physical education students, due to prolonged periods of high-intensity exertion, became less physically robust.

As Wu Song grew anxious, he noticed that Lin Chong's fist had also softened. A glint of light flashed in his eyes, and he seized the hard-won opportunity, delivering a heavy punch to Lin Chong's chest.

Bang!
Lin Chong remained calm and composed. His demonic energy surged within him, transforming into a black wall of energy that blocked Wu Song's heavy punch. Then, the demonic energy erupted, sending Wu Song flying several steps back.

Lin Chong was as solid as a rock, as calm as still water, and his skills were at their peak. He maintained firm control of the battle rhythm and kept Wu Song at bay for quite a while. There was no way that Wu Song was still tough while Lin Chong had already softened.

Taking advantage of Wu Song's impatience after failing to break through the defenses, they feigned defeat and created an opening!
Young people are young; seeing that their opponent was not good enough, they decisively accelerated their attack and immediately fell into a trap and were at a disadvantage.

Now it was Lin Chong's turn to launch an offensive.

He delivered a precise kick to Wu Song's ribs, using seven-tenths of his strength and leaving three-tenths for a change of move. The moment Wu Song let out a muffled groan and lost his balance, he retaliated with a grappling move, grabbing Wu Song's shoulder.

At this moment, Wu Song was like the Sword God of Shili Slope, crushing the weak and leveling up, invincible in Qinghe County. Unfortunately, his opponent was Lin Chong, who was training in the Imperial Guard in the capital. In terms of skills, he was no match for Lin Chong. He was easily knocked to the ground by Lin Chong. He struggled several times to no avail. The more he struggled, the tighter he was locked up. In the end, he silently admitted defeat.

He accepted that his skills were inferior to others.

But admitting defeat is acceptable, but conceding is not. He keeps his head down and remains silent, his main stance being one of defiance.

"excuse me."

Seeing that Wu Song no longer resisted, Lin Chong released his grip and pushed Wu Song by the shoulder, leading him to the front of the carriage.

Wu Song was so focused on running away that he was stopped by Lin Chong, a formidable enemy he had never encountered before, that he only noticed Lu Zhishen, who was as tall as a semi-trailer truck.

"Gudu!"

Even with Wu Song's courage, seeing Lu Zhishen's enormous size made him swallow hard.

This monk is incredibly strong; his strength is in no way inferior to that of the leopard-headed monk.

Wu Song was greatly discouraged after leaving the beginner village. He thought he was invincible, but he never expected that he would encounter two masters who were even stronger than him as soon as he took his first step out of Qinghe County.

Moreover, judging from the way the two men acted as bodyguards, one driving the carriage and the other protecting it, these two experts were merely servants and guards.

Is the outside world that dangerous?

At twenty-three years old, Wu Song, still a naive young man, began to question his life.

At the same time, there was also a bit of curiosity: who were these two protecting?
Peeking out, Wu Song became even more questionful about life.

Xiang Yuan, sitting in the driver's seat, slapped his thigh and began to ramble on, providing commentary: "With a deafening roar, as if lightning struck the earth, Wu Song gasped and fell into Lin Chong's arms. At that moment, Wu Song's eyes were like bewitching silk, her moist lips slightly parted, and she exhaled a fragrance as sweet as orchids..."

"..."xN
Because it was a commentary, Xiang Yuan had to make sure the entire audience could hear him, so he spoke very loudly. Not far away at the city gate, the group of yamen runners who were driving away the troublemakers were all stunned.

The crowd found the war correspondent's explanations to be excellent and that he was highly cultured, and more and more people gathered to listen.

Wu Song felt terrible. He had already wanted to run away, and now he wanted to stay in Qinghe County even less.

He glared at Xiang Yuan, telling him not to talk nonsense, but when Xiang Yuan ignored him, he turned around and glared at Lin Chong.

Look what you've done!

Lin Chong was extremely embarrassed and hurriedly winked at Lu Zhishen. He knew that Xiang Yuan admired Lu Zhishen quite a bit, and as long as Lu Zhishen spoke up, Xiang Yuan would definitely give him some face.

Sensing Lin Chong's embarrassment, and knowing that monks didn't want to hear such things, Lu Zhishen stepped forward and said in a deep voice, "Young master, the fight is over..."

"Faced with such a beauty, not to mention Lin Chong, even Lu Zhishen was tempted. He pushed Lin Chong aside and snatched Wu Song into his arms."

Xiang Yuan, beaming with delight, showed no mercy to Lu Zhishen: "Lu Zhishen had one hand around his waist, while his other hand was also busy, reaching inside his clothes. Suddenly, a soft, coquettish voice was heard, and he assumed that Wu Song was also attracted to him, and involuntarily lowered his head..."

Wu Song was completely stunned, as was Lu Zhishen. When they caught a glimpse of Lin Chong's deeply grateful eyes, they were so angry that they almost swore.

What are you thanking for? Who helped you?

Here, Xiang Yuan took a deep breath, his gaze sweeping across the entire scene, and slowly said, "To find out what happens next, please listen to the next chapter."

No, how could you stop here!
The onlookers were furious and made a fuss about going forward to argue, but were chased away by the constables who had come to their senses.

Xiang Yuan turned around, still feeling unsatisfied with what he had said, showing no shame for ending the conversation there. The following content was paid content, and those who hadn't paid couldn't listen.

Looking at Wu Song, whose eyes were wide open like copper bells, filled with grief and indignation after collapsing into the arms of Lin Chong and Lu Zhishen, Xiang Yuan felt even less ashamed. The passage he had just heard was taken from "Jin Ping Mei," in which Wu Song also appears. He hadn't said anything out of the blue, so what was there for Wu Song to be angry about?

At this time, Wu Song was still a greenhorn. He had not developed the good habit of finishing off his opponent, and he would not even confirm whether he had killed or knocked out his opponent during a fight. He had little experience in the martial arts world. When surrounded by two strong men, Lu Zhishen and Lin Chong, he could only stare blankly and could not even say a word of politeness.

Xiang Yuan said so.

"Are you Wu Song, the Second Son of Qinghe County?" "Who are you, and how did you learn of Wu Song's name?"

“This young master not only knows your name, but also knows that you fought in the street, and that you didn’t know your own strength, and that you killed someone.”

Xiang Yuan's words stunned Wu Song, who was completely flustered. Seeing his youthful and inexperienced manner, Xiang Yuan continued, "Look, those yamen runners are here, ready to take you to the government office for questioning!"

Wu Song panicked even more.

The county constable arrived with a group of yamen runners. Having witnessed Lin Chong's skills, and seeing Lu Zhishen's enormous size, he immediately became amiable and easy to talk to: "Sir, where do you come from, and where are you going?"

As a county constable in charge of local security, he had good eyesight. Seeing Xiang Yuan's fine clothes and the composed demeanor of his two bodyguards, he guessed that Xiang Yuan's identity was definitely not simple.

Xiang Yuan didn't speak. Lin Chong stepped forward, took out the Imperial Guard token from his waist, and placed it in front of the county magistrate.

The county magistrate's pupils contracted sharply. As a military officer, he recognized the imperial guard's token and immediately bowed deeply, sweating profusely, saying, "This humble official was unaware of your arrival and has failed to greet you properly."

As he spoke, he repeatedly cupped his hands in greeting, wanting to know which family's young master was so well-connected that he had imperial guards protecting him on his travels.

"My son always keeps a low profile. His whereabouts should not be publicized, and I don't want to be disturbed. You know that's enough. Asking too much won't do you any good," Lin Chong said coldly and businesslike.

However, he is becoming more and more skilled and more and more loyal.

The county constable apologized repeatedly, dared not inquire further, and led a group of yamen runners to escort the carriage into the city.

Xiang Yuan sensed something was wrong, raised his hand to stop them, and pointed at Wu Song, saying, "Brother officer, I just heard shouts of violence coming from inside the city, and then this Wu Erlang fled through the gate. I ordered the coachman to arrest him. Murderers should pay with their lives. Why don't you take the criminal away?"

Young master, although my skills are low, I am still discerning. Anyone with eyes can see that you appreciate Wu Song's abilities and want to recruit him for your own use. How dare I disturb your enjoyment!

The county magistrate was a shrewd man. He immediately understood Xiang Yuan's meaning, pulled over a yamen runner, and whispered a few words in his ear.

A moment later, the constables quickly returned and informed them that it was a misunderstanding; Wu Song had not killed anyone, but the ruffian had gotten drunk and confused.

County Lieutenant: This reason is too far-fetched. Try to come up with a better one next time.

bailiff: Is it possible that this isn't a fabrication, but the truth?
The county constable didn't care whether the ruffian was truly dead or just drunk; he only knew that this young master was an extremely important person from the capital, someone he couldn't afford to offend. He decisively relayed the constable's words and immediately declared Wu Song innocent and released him.

Since it was a rogue who fell down while drunk, Wu Song didn't even have to pay compensation.

The hotheaded Wu Song fell silent. He knew that this society was dark because you are what you eat, so if you want to be superior to others, you have to eat people. But to turn black into white in broad daylight, wasn't that going too far?

Even if it's just to fool people, we should at least go through the proper procedures; we shouldn't be so careless.

……

Wu family.

They lived in a humble household, neither rich nor poor.

Because Wu Dalang was exceptionally hardworking, selling pancakes day and night, he knew that it would be difficult for him to find a wife with his appearance. Therefore, he did not have the idea of ​​saving money to find a matchmaker. He spent all the money he earned on his younger brother, Wu Song, so that he ate well, slept soundly, and was very healthy from a young age.

If we save up a little more money, we can find a marriage partner for my second brother.

He was a very pure-hearted older brother; he saw nothing but Wu Song.

Just as Lin Niangzi was like this, so was Wu Dalang. Therefore, Lin Chong had his own constraints, and so did Wu Song. If you don't want to let these two fierce tigers out of their cages, it's best not to touch the chains around their necks.

Xiang Yuan sat in the backyard of the Wu family, with Lu Zhishen and Lin Chong standing behind him. Finding it too crowded, he chased Lu Zhishen out of the backyard.

It immediately felt spacious!
"Whose semi-trailer is parked in their backyard? Don't they have any sense of propriety? They insist on making Commander Lin play the villain," Xiang Yuan complained.

Lin Chong: "..."

It was you, young master, who told me to kick my senior brother out.

Across from him, Wu Song looked at Xiang Yuan with a puzzled expression, not understanding why the powerful young master would ignore the county magistrate and other officials and insist on coming to his humble abode.

Just then, Wu Dalang, having finished his business, returned home and saw a distinguished guest in the backyard. He hurriedly went forward to greet him.

With his ugly face, ridiculous mind, and many physical defects, coupled with the demon race's amplification of his physical features, Wu Dalang's image is simply indescribable.

For Wu Song, the demons' amplification of his physical features was a buff that was icing on the cake; for Wu Dalang, it was a pure debuff, and he would have been better off without it!
Upon hearing that Wu Song had killed someone in a street fight, and that he was only saved from being taken away by the officials thanks to the help of a distinguished guest, Wu Dalang was moved to tears and immediately went out to buy the best cooked food and wine.

As the eldest brother, he was like a father to Wu Dalang. Moreover, Wu Song was indeed raised by Wu Dalang. He remained silent throughout the entire process, keeping his head down and behaving very obediently.

Xiang Yuan watched the two brothers with great interest. Lin Chong was somewhat afraid of his wife, and Wu Song was somewhat afraid of his elder brother. But it was more like care than fear, because they cared too much and were so submissive in front of each other.

That evening, the Wu family celebrated with toasts in their backyard.

Wu Song was quite dissatisfied because he had not defeated Lin Chong, and he wanted to get revenge at the dinner table. He stalled Lin Chong and challenged him to a duel.

Lin Chong was very responsible. Even though he knew that his role as a bodyguard was dispensable, he still adhered to the work attitude of loving what he did and refused Wu Song's challenge to a duel, telling him to go and drink and play drinking games with Lu Zhishen instead.

Wu Song searched for him, but was knocked down again.

Xiangyuan: (一''一;)
What kind of person is this, trying to outdo a semi-trailer truck in terms of who can carry more? If you want to drink, just say so, there's no need to be so subtle.

This Wu Erlang is too inexperienced, lacks goals in life, and lives day by day, with a somewhat complacent attitude.

Indeed, Wu Song has never stayed at Chai Jin's residence, and his martial arts skills and mental maturity are not yet sufficient.

Chai Jin's ancestors were wealthy, and they are still doing well now. His family is so poor that all they have left is money. He spends money like water every day and associates with all sorts of heroes in the martial arts world. This makes the Chai Family Compound, a private college, a place with a strong faculty, which is very easy to cultivate top students.

Two years later, Wu Song graduated with a perfect score, a true high achiever. Now, however, he has strangely clear eyes, and with his beardless appearance, he doesn't exude any maturity or composure, giving off a rather unreliable vibe.

If I buy it now, will it become a liability?
Xiang Yuan raised an eyebrow, thinking that if he was going to smash it, so be it. Someone like Wu Song was good enough to just watch from the sidelines!

Immediately, Xiang Yuan told Wu Dalang that he came from the capital and lived in the Grand Commandant's mansion. He said that he saw Wu Song as a good candidate for martial arts and planned to take him to the Imperial Guard for training.

Without Xiang Yuan, Wu Song would face a murder charge. With such a promising future, Wu Dalang, who hoped his younger brother would succeed, naturally wouldn't refuse. He was grateful and readily agreed.

Wu Song had little interest in going to the capital for further studies. He enjoyed associating with powerful figures like Lin Chong and Lu Zhishen, but if the price was parting with his elder brother, then it was unnecessary.

"What utter nonsense are you spouting!"

Wu Dalang was furious and berated the unambitious Wu Song, scolding him until he was as subservient as a grandson and dared not utter a word.

"Alright, alright, let me, the young master, speak the truth."

After Wu Dalang had finished cursing, Xiang Yuan said, "As the old saying goes, 'While one's parents are alive, one should not travel far; if one must travel, one should have a fixed destination...'"

The original meaning of this sentence is: Your parents are in my hands, you can't go very far, and even if you do, I have a way to bring you back.

At this critical juncture, the direct answer is inappropriate, so Xiang Yuan offered a slightly different interpretation, saying to Wu Song: "You respect your elder brother as a father and do not want to leave your hometown, which is correct. However, if you are striving for a righteous goal, everything will be different."

Seeing that Wu Song remained silent, Xiang Yuan smiled slightly: "My father, the Grand Commandant, has embezzled a lot of silver over the years and has considerable assets in the capital. I will go back and have someone set up a shop. You can take your brother to the capital with you. He can make a living with the shop, and you can further your martial arts skills. It's a win-win situation. Is there any other problem?"

Wu Song was fine and deeply grateful for the kindness shown to him, so he raised his wine bowl and chugged it down.

No need to say anything more, it's all in the wine!

As long as Wu Song is with his brother, no problem is a problem. Wu Dalang is even less of a problem. As long as Wu Song can have a bright future, he would be happy to leave his hometown and make a fortune in the capital.
After Wu Dalang and Wu Song left, their life trajectories took a turn, and Pan Jinlian basically had nothing to do with them anymore.

Xiang Yuan felt no regret at all, feeling that this was how it should be. Pan Jinlian, besides having bigger breasts, longer legs, and being prettier, what else did she have? Was she worthy of Wu Dalang?
Well, judging by looks alone, Wu Dalang is marrying above his station.

But in terms of character, Wu Dalang is more reliable.

The reason why Wu Dalang was able to drive Pan Jinlian's luxury car had little to do with him personally; it was more like winning the lottery.

Pan Jinlian was a maid in a wealthy family. She was beautiful and alluring, and the master of the house coveted her. However, she did not want to submit to the master, so she complained to the mistress. The master and mistress were both furious and married her off to Wu Dalang in a way that was almost humiliating.

Pan Jinlian couldn't even be interested in the wealthy master of the house, let alone Wu Dalang, who had nothing. She was depressed every day, but the day Wu Song returned home, she immediately woke up.

Others' opinion of Wu Song was that this is what a true man should be like!
Pan Jinlian's opinion of Wu Song was, "I must ride in this carriage with its feather canopy!"

She had a good idea, but she underestimated Wu Song's character and the unshakeable position Wu Dalang held in his heart. In Wu Song's mind, Wu Dalang was both his elder brother and the father who raised him, so his sister-in-law was...

In short, Pan Jinlian didn't think too much about it. She dressed up carefully and was confident that Wu Song would definitely not be able to resist her charm.

When Wu Song was halfway through his drink, Pan Jinlian appeared, dressed in a flamboyant manner, and said something about keeping the good stuff within the family. She then smiled and asked to sit on the whip.

He was furious at being politely rejected by the woman who had accused him of being an adulteress, and his melancholy returned.

Then Ximen Qing arrived, Pan Jinlian left, and with Wang Po joining them, the three of them all fell into Wu Song's hands.

At first glance, the story seems to have a satisfying ending, but upon closer inspection, the plot is quite unpleasant, leaving the pure-love warrior feeling unsatisfied.

In the unpleasant plot, not only did the honest man suffer again, but there was also the appearance of a minotaur. Xiang Yuan was displeased and immediately decided to stop the scene.

Wu Dalang followed Wu Song to the capital, and Pan Jinlian could marry whomever she wanted; that was settled.

"Wait a minute..."

Xiang Yuan tilted his head and complained, "Keep the men, discard the women, this is too much like the Water Margin, have I caught it...?"

If so, I hope they don't bring these bad influences back to Qianyuan Realm.

After several rounds of drinks and dishes, Wu Song fell into a deep sleep, while Wu Dalang tidied up the table amidst the sound of an electric drill.

Instead of immediately setting off for the next stop, Xiang Yuan returned to the carriage to continue his research on the plasmolysis of the Demon Star and the Reincarnation Relic.

Just then, a seductive fragrance wafted by, and a burning, covetous gaze swept in from the depths of darkness.

Xiang Yuan keenly sensed that someone was spying on him in the dark, and thought to himself, "Interesting. It's been a long time since I've seen someone so audacious."

I'm just killing time anyway, so I'll keep you company!
He remained calm and composed, his divine spirit looking down from above, and soon spotted a demonic figure deep in the darkness.

To be precise, she was a bewitching and alluring witch.

The witch's slender branches bear abundant fruit, her serpentine waist sways gracefully, her proportions are astonishing, and her appearance is also top-notch. Her eyes are full of charm and allure, naturally captivating, making her no pushover.

The witch's standard equipment, consisting of a tight leather suit and high heels, not only increases defense but also attack speed.

She's alluring and graceful; anyone who sees her will be mesmerized.

Xiang Yuan wasn't confused. He looked at the witch in surprise: "The method of cultivating the primordial spirit, is it because you awakened a demonic supernatural power, or was it taught to you by someone?"

Now we have no choice but to play around!

(End of this chapter)