Fairy, dreams shouldn't be taken seriously.

Fan Zui's body glowed with golden light as he waved his hand and said, "Unless you are prepared in advance, you are no match for me in the dream world."

Think it through, lest I subdue you and I get to enjoy the pleasure of taking off my clothes.

Upon hearing this, the witch's expression turned even colder.

However, in the end, they did not make any further moves.

Seeing this, Fan Zui finally breathed a sigh of relief.

After that, he ignored her and continued his cultivation.

Time passed little by little.

He cultivated his spiritual practice, while the witch stood by and watched, their relationship unrelated.

"Do you want to learn that domineering series of thrusts from earlier?"

The witch suddenly spoke up and asked.

Fan Zui stopped what he was doing, turned around and glanced at her. The two stared at each other for two seconds.

"study!"

After that, the witch began to teach him that domineering technique of repeated thrusts.

It is called: Piercing the Void, also known as Endless Strike.

Fan Zui felt that "thorn" should be changed to "insert" for better effect.

The witch taught him, and he practiced accordingly.

However, as he practiced, Fan Zui suddenly noticed something strange. He looked at the witch and asked suspiciously:

"Is there something wrong with the cultivation technique you taught this time? Why do I feel that my cultivation speed is much slower than the previous times?"

"You didn't teach me the cultivation method in reverse, which is why my progress is so slow, and you want me to suffer a qi deviation and die, did you?"

Upon hearing this, the witch felt a tightness in her chest, and was momentarily speechless.

I painstakingly taught you this technique without any tampering, and you still complain about it.

Chapter 43 [The Witch's Worries]

Seeing the witch's hesitant movements, Fan Zui knew that something was definitely amiss.

So he tried practicing the technique in reverse order.

To my surprise, my cultivation speed has indeed increased significantly!

That witch, she was definitely up to no good.

Beside him, the witch Li Hanqiu naturally witnessed his attempt, seeing that his cultivation speed had doubled and that the power seemed to be even stronger.

A moment of silence fell over me.

What is this operation?

What the hell?

Why is it that once the cultivation method is in one's own hands, one must not practice it in reverse, otherwise one will inevitably suffer from qi deviation and demonic possession?

However, when this bastard tried to cultivate, his progress slowed down.

Cultivating in reverse increases speed and power.

This is practicing cultivation in a way that doesn't follow the usual rules.

Between the two of us, who is the devil?

Following the techniques she taught him, Fan Zui turned him around and continued his practice.

With the extreme cold spear in hand, its power penetrates the void, piercing the sky with endless thrusts.

His figure was lithe and agile, like a dragon soaring into the sky, the tip of his spear flashing as it pierced the void.

Holding an extremely cold spear, his figure flashed, darting through the air in an instant, hitting the target every time, piercing through illusions, like the endless waves of the Yangtze River, thrusting endlessly.

As he continued his training, he discovered that this martial art was indeed domineering.

Once targeted and brought into the air, the enemy will be powerless to fight back, and will be relentlessly stabbed until they die riddled with holes.

Only a witch like her would cultivate such inhumane martial arts techniques.

However, I like it.

During his meditation, he looked around but couldn't find the witch.

Slightly surprised, it was truly rare for this witch to be so "calm" this time.

He probably vented all his anger just now.

It's really strange of her; if she was determined to kill him, why would she teach him martial arts?

Suddenly, Fan Zui's eyes lit up.

I finally realized it.

This woman will definitely send people to patrol the area in reality to find out who is using and practicing her self-created martial arts techniques.

Now, his identity has naturally been exposed.

This also prepared him mentally.

In the future, these martial arts techniques should not be used lightly.

Anyone who sees this must die.

Otherwise, their true identities would be exposed.

After finishing his training and taking a break from the air raid, he followed the trail, wanting to see what this witch was up to.

They arrived at the bridal chamber.

The festive atmosphere remains, with bright red hues catching the eye and double happiness characters plastered everywhere.

From afar, she could be seen sitting quietly in the bridal chamber, seemingly lost in thought.

She sat quietly on the edge of the bed, wearing a red wedding dress, gazing into the distance through the window.

The bridal chamber was filled with a faint fragrance of flowers and a warm atmosphere, but her heart was so calm.

Looking at her from the side, her face reflected a gentle and melancholic aura, with a hint of sadness between her brows.

In her hands, she held a white rose, gently stroking its petals, as if she were thinking or reminiscing about something.

Memories of the past drifted through her mind like clouds, and she couldn't help but fall into deep thought about the past.

Fan Zui stopped and watched from a distance.

He never imagined that this witch would have such an unknown side to her.

When she's lost in thought, she has a unique charm.

However, given her natural allure, even just her profile view still sparks endless imagination.

Above the bridal chamber, the holes remained, but sunlight streamed down, falling on her and making her red wedding dress look exceptionally vibrant.

After an unknown amount of time, a resolute light flickered in her eyes.

Fan Zui knew that she had once again strengthened her resolve to follow the Dao.

Perhaps the answer within myself has not yet been found, but at least I am no longer lost.

Her pensive expression was full of rationality and thoughtfulness.

Even when she was sitting quietly, though she felt somewhat confused, she was ultimately unafraid of her confusion and dared to face it.

The witch Li Hanqiu, now a quiet woman, no longer possesses any witchy qualities, sits alone in the bridal chamber lost in thought, sketching out a clear yet dreamlike trajectory for her future.

Suddenly, she finally noticed Fan Zui standing at the door.

In an instant, even that last trace of tenderness vanished completely.

She then reverted to her true nature, exuding a captivating charm tinged with a touch of madness.

"What, are you suddenly attracted to me?"

The witch smiled alluringly, like a blooming black rose.

When she slightly raised the corners of her mouth, her smile contained a deep allure and a dark charm.

Her eyes, deep as starlight in the night sky, shimmered with a mysterious and powerful light.

Laughter drifted out softly, carrying a low and eerie quality, as if it were entangling one's soul.

That smile captivated him, as if he were under a spell, unable to extricate himself.

That smile revealed a confidence and underlying strength, as if mocking fate and defying all rules.

Her lips were as red as blood, which, combined with her pale skin, created a mysterious and alluring aura.

Startled, Fan Zui shuddered and came to his senses.

Seeing that her control methods had failed again, the witch didn't seem to care, as if she had expected it, and just smiled charmingly.

Her charm, like a bewitching enchantress, captivates and bewitches men, leaving them unable to extricate themselves.