Fairy, dreams shouldn't be taken seriously.

"You don't have a crush on me, do you?"

Fan Zui turned around and looked at her in surprise, voicing the question that had been on his mind.

"I didn't!" the witch roared, her voice booming.

"Okay, you don't, you don't, why are you shouting like that?"

Fan Zui curled his lip.

"I will continue my spiritual practice. What about you?"

Dream time is precious, so he naturally wants to make the most of every opportunity.

"It's so hot today, I'm going out for some fresh air."

The witch vanished in a flash.

Before long, the witch arrived at a beach.

Sitting on the shore, enjoying the gentle breeze, I gazed into the distance.

My mood, however, is as unsettled as the vast ocean.

To be honest, she's starting to not understand her own heart either.

From the initial "it had to be killed" mentality, to the gradual, subtle influence, and now...

Now that his real-life identity has been confirmed.

Could I still bring myself to kill him?

That is impossible.

She knew very well that the revival of the Demonic Sect depended entirely on this person.

And that matter... it has to be him. Killing him is out of the question.

However, I suppose stripping him naked and beating him up would be acceptable.

But it needs to be done as soon as possible.

Don't underestimate this kid just because his cultivation is weak now; he'll surpass her very quickly in the future.

Whether we can win then is hard to say.

Chapter 145 [Strange Things]

Li Hanqiu arrived at the summit of the jungle mountain and stood with his hands behind his back.

The beautiful woman, with her graceful figure, stood tall on the mountaintop, overlooking the surrounding fields, like a jade tree in the wind.

The mountains resemble giant beasts, with towering peaks and swirling clouds and mist.

Her gaze pierced through the illusion, lost in complex thoughts.

A strong wind blew by, and her long hair danced wildly like a waterfall, swaying gracefully along with the jade ornaments she wore.

She gazed at the sky, a thousand thoughts swirling in her mind, a sense of emptiness washing over her.

The world changes, life and death linger before her eyes, and the grudges that startled like wildfire and the desolation of separation and death play out in her heart.

Her gaze fell into the distance, where perhaps she had once lived, the hometown where she grew up.

As her thoughts drifted back, the joyful laughter of her childhood, the innocent confusion of her youth, and the ever-changing world all came into view.

In the past, the hope for the revival of the Demonic Cult rested on her shoulders alone.

She was filled with lofty ambitions and longed to soar freely, yet she seemed to be troubled by the constraints of the world.

She took a deep breath, her thoughts churning like a vast ocean, casting aside unnecessary ties, determined to embark on a new journey and find her own sky.

As the wind gradually subsided, Li Hanqiu gently gathered her thoughts. Standing atop the mountain, she was destined to create her own glory.

The search for one person, a ten-year saga, is finally about to begin.

However, to this day, I still cannot confirm this person's identity.

He seemed wary of himself...

Are you afraid I'll eat him?

However, there is no rush.

His rise to prominence will take some time.

I still have time.

During this time, we need to find a way to recruit him for our own use.

What can we do?

or……

An idea flashed through her mind.

This isn't good...

What should I do if this man doesn't seem to be very lecherous?

It won't be easy to succeed.

Having clashed with him so many times, if he were truly such a frivolous person, he would have already made his move.

Hmm, we need to think of a solution.

Do I like him?

Li Hanqiu asked himself this question.

Then, his eyes flashed with anger.

How can it be!

How could I possibly like this guy who has the desire but not the courage?

Liking someone is impossible, absolutely impossible.

Yes, it's a mutually beneficial arrangement.

Her inner voice was incredibly loud.

Her face also flushed slightly.

Even the fierce wind couldn't dispel the burning sensation on my cheeks.

"To each his own?"

What needs can I help him with...?

Blinking, Li Hanqiu was puzzled.

This man doesn't seem to have any needs that need to be met, does he?

Down the mountain, Fan Zui sat cross-legged and continued his cultivation.

Time passed slowly, and just as the dream was about to end, the witch finally returned.

"Xiao Shiyi Lang, what do you like?"

You need to know what he likes and needs in order to better cater to his preferences.

"I don't know what's gotten into this witch this time, asking such a question," Fan Zui stopped his practice, stood up, glanced at her, and casually said:

"I like many things, but if I had to say what I like the most, it would naturally be beautiful women, like... someone like you."

"You...you're being indecent!"

Although I don't know if what he said is true or false, I was still successfully moved by his words.

I feel a little guilty.

"Who among the respectable people speaks up?"

He paused for a moment, then looked the witch up and down.

She wore a purple dress, resembling a beautiful inkstone.

Graceful and elegant, with flowing hair like smoke, she seemed to be surrounded by clusters of bright purple flowers.

Her delicate black hair danced in the breeze, releasing a fragrant scent.

Her purple eyes, as clear and sparkling as gemstones, shone like stars in the night sky.

His eyes were deep and unfathomable, as if they could penetrate the soul and touch the heart.

Her face was delicate and beautiful, as if carved from fine jade, and her skin was as smooth as mutton fat jade. Her faint smile revealed a profound charm.

She was like a bewitching enchantress descended to earth, exuding a captivating aura that made people's hearts flutter.

Her beautiful dress accentuated her nobility and elegance, making her seem like a peerless fairyland.

"You're not planning to... give yourself to me, are you?"

"You wish!" the witch shouted.

"Fine, I won't deliver it then. Why are you shouting like that? I can hear you."