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Chapter 96 She is the Holy Maiden of the Heavenly Demon Sect, and also a complete enchantress (Three chapters today, please subscribe)

She is alluring to the bone and naturally captivating.

Ying Xiaoxu has an absolutely beautiful face, with a pair of captivating peach blossom eyes that seem to steal one's soul.

There was always a hint of a smile on her lips that could make a man's heart flutter.

It makes people lose their composure and become infatuated.

In particular, the enchantress's figure was as graceful as a water snake, supple and boneless, and every move she made was naturally alluring.

She is like a golden hibiscus flower blooming in the land of Sichuan and Chongqing.

Beautiful yet highly poisonous.

Zhao Jing had seen many stunning beauties, but he had never seen such a bewitching enchantress.

If we were to categorize appearances, we could say: repulsive, ugly, ordinary, pretty, outstanding, extraordinary, stunning, breathtaking, peerless, ethereal, and so on.

Without a doubt, Xiao Xu should be ranked among the celestial beings.

Unparalleled beauty and elegance.

Even the original artwork in the game cannot capture even a fraction of her charm.

In particular, in order to subdue Zhao Jing, this enchantress not only chose exotic clothing that she had never worn before, exuding her charm, but also specially used holy light to highlight it.

Zhao Jing opened the door, and what came into view was a bewitching painting of a demoness.

She floated in mid-air, her jade hand lightly touching her red lips, a half-smile on her face, revealing her long, slender legs and delicate, petite feet.

Charming without being vulgar.

Despite being dressed like that, she exudes a sense of holiness and radiance.

Xiao Xu went all out.

Zhao Jing was momentarily distracted.

Witch, you're amazing!

The Great Dream Floating Pagoda True Scripture—A Dreamlike Illusion!

Zhao Jing wasn't targeting Ying Xiaoxu, but rather trying to keep his composure so as not to be led by the nose.

Oh dear.

Seeing this, Ying Xiaoxu was extremely pleased with himself.

You little thief, can't take it anymore?

It was indeed the Great Dream Floating Buddha True Sutra of Longhua Temple.

You must be some monk who has broken his vow of celibacy, but I've never heard of you before.

Ying Xiaoxu deliberately moved closer to Zhao Jing and said in an ambiguous tone, "Little thief, tell your sister."

"How could you deceive your mother?"

Ying Xiaoxu is naturally charming.

Although she had not practiced any seductive arts, her saintly level was undeniable, and ordinary martial artists simply could not resist her mental invasion.

Now, with her ethereal beauty, she is not much inferior to women who specialize in seductive arts, and may even be stronger.

Zhao Jing was about to look away when he realized that if he did, his momentum would weaken and the demoness would succeed.

Don't move away; look directly at the other person.

Zhao Jing slowly explained, "Your Highness, I am not some petty thief. I simply obtained the Great Dream Floating Pagoda Sutra and the Floating Pagoda from Longhua Temple."

"This kind of charm has no effect on me."

"You'd better put away your supernatural powers quickly, lest you suffer the consequences."

Hmph, still putting on a brave face.

Ying Xiaoxu covered her mouth and chuckled: "The ultimate martial arts technique of Longhua Temple is something that even true disciples may not be able to learn."

"What makes you think you deserve it?"

"He must be a degenerate monk, unable to control his wandering mind."

"Come on, tell your sister."

"Let me let you smell it."

Seeing that his charm tactic was effective and that he had finally gained the upper hand, Ying Xiaoxu tried to flirt with Zhao Jing.

She stretched out her jade-like foot and gently wiggled it twice, as if teasing Zhao Jing, so that if he did something inappropriate, they could then confirm their superior-subordinate relationship.

Xiao Xu must stay on top; no one is allowed to climb up.

Zhao Jing sighed: "Your Highness, please don't play with fire."

"I've already warned you."

Ying Xiaoxu chuckled and said, "Little thief, what are your plans?"

Zhao Jing sighed: "White bones and beautiful women, fleeting youth, who will mourn the passing of autumn with desolate fingers?"

"Holy Maiden, please look at the White Bone Dojo."

This time, Zhao Jing didn't hold back and directly unleashed the Floating Pagoda, a true Dao artifact.

In an instant, the two of them were no longer in the Fragrant Tea House, as if they had entered another world.

Corpses, corpses everywhere.

Each corpse was hung on a wooden stake, and some dried out and turned into bones.

This is the White Bone Dojo.

Zhao Jing comprehended the true meaning of impermanence in the charnel ground and transformed this meaning into a Taoist practice ground, capable of dragging people into an illusion.

Beauty fades into bones.

Even the most beautiful goddess in the world, the Heavenly Demon Saintess, was now as lifeless as a skeleton, utterly devoid of charm.

Everything will eventually turn to dust and bones. What is so great about love and beauty in this world?

Upon suddenly entering the Bone Dojo, Ying Xiaoxu was greatly surprised: "A Dao artifact! You really have a Dao artifact!"

In the last encounter at the Vacuum Gate, Zhao Jing was able to use the Floating Pagoda to break open the Vacuum Gate.

But he didn't do that.

Although Ying Xiaoxu sensed the presence of the Dao artifact, he thought that a master was protecting him.

Unexpectedly, it was the enhancement of a Dao artifact that allowed Zhao Jing to unleash a technique no less powerful than that of a saint.

The White Bone Dojo has turned everything into withered bones.

Although it couldn't trap the saintess, it was enough to make her body stiffen.

Ying Xiaoxu's body stiffened instantly.

The future is without birth, a state of nirvana and non-birth!

Although she was teasing Zhao Jing, she did not truly let her guard down.

As soon as Zhao Jing unleashed the White Bone Dojo, Ying Xiaoxu immediately pointed into the air.

Break your illusion.

boom!

The White Bone Dojo was as fragile as paper; Ying Xiaoxu broke it open on the spot with little effort.

When she returned to the familiar teahouse, her expression froze.

error?

Because Zhao Jing stepped forward first and reached out to control the demoness's jade feet.

"Got you?"

Zhao Jing grasped those soft, white, and exquisitely flawless jade feet.

He also gave it a firm squeeze.

Hmm, it's quite soft.

Ying Xiaoxu's body stiffened again.

That's insane!

She only wanted to tease Zhao Jing, not to be caught by him.

The key to the art of seduction lies in preventing the opponent from succeeding.

If Zhao Jing really wanted to make a move, she would immediately dodge.

A mere True Essence Realm cultivator dares to try and capture a Saint.

I'm afraid I'm dreaming.

Therefore, Zhao Jing first used the White Bone Dojo to warn Ying Xiaoxu of potential attacks using mystical arts, and then seized the opportunity the moment the dojo was destroyed.

"Relax, let go!"

"Let go!"

The fact that Zhao Jing possessed a Dao artifact finally made Ying Xiaoxu realize that the two were opponents of equal caliber.

Even though Zhao Jing is much weaker than her, he is not someone to be trifled with.

Ying Xiaoxu's eyes immediately welled up with tears, a sight that evoked pity in me.

An ordinary man would probably be heartbroken to see such a bewitching woman.

Zhao Jing, however, continued to caress the jade-like foot, showing no intention of letting go. Instead, he revealed a playful smile: "Your Highness, if you wish to remove the jade-like foot, then do so. Why pretend to be pitiful?"

"A woman who can build up and strengthen the Holy Church cannot be such a weak woman."

Why deliberately expose such flaws?

"You are the saint, and I am merely the priest."

"This difference in strength is even greater than that between a mortal and a priest."

As Zhao Jing spoke, he kneaded the flesh forcefully twice.

asshole!

Ying Xiaoxu gritted her teeth: "You're a Buddhist practitioner, aren't you ashamed to bully a weak woman like this?"

"Let go!"

Ying Xiaoxu likes to compete, so since Zhao Jing has captured him, he has to make him let go on his own.

Otherwise, you've already lost.

Zhao Jing, of course, wouldn't back down, but simply smiled and said, "If Your Highness is a weak woman, then there are no strong women in the world."

"Not to mention, beauty fades into dust."

"What I've grasped is merely superficial; why take it so seriously?"

Utterly shameless!

You are even more shameless than the bald monks at Longhua Temple!

Ying Xiaoxu refused to admit defeat, and the two sides remained deadlocked.

The guards downstairs were on edge, ready to draw their swords.

Even You Ji was very nervous, afraid that something might go wrong.

Even with the three from Longlou joining forces, she wasn't entirely confident of victory.

The two sides were locked in a fierce battle, and a major war would break out as soon as an order came from above.

Unexpectedly, the two found themselves in such a predicament in the private room on the top floor.

You should let go first.

No, you broke free on your own.

No, you should let go first.

The two sides just stared at each other like that.

I looked at it for a long time.

Zhao Jing's hands didn't stop; he rubbed it a couple more times, finding it really nice to the touch.

At first, Ying Xiaoxu tried to hold on, but in the end, he couldn't compete with the shamelessness and despicable nature of the petty thief.

In the end, her face flushed slightly, and she gave up.

"That's enough, stop pinching."

Ying Xiaoxu withdrew her foot and angrily flew back to her seat: "I really don't know why my mother chose you."

"He may have some skill, but he's a lecherous thief!"

Zhao Jing smiled but remained silent.

He knew that Ying Xiaoxu was a rational saintess, as long as she displayed her Dao artifact and cultivation level.

Then he is perfectly qualified to be the Holy Son.

It's just that he lost the struggle and is deliberately picking a fight.

Seeing that she couldn't control Zhao Jing, Ying Xiaoxu said impatiently, "Alright, just say what you want."

Zhao Jing smiled faintly: "I want to assist Her Highness the Holy Maiden in building the Great Holy Sect; this was agreed upon from the beginning."

"Even as the Holy Son, I only offer advice to the Holy Daughter and never interfere with the operation of the Holy Church."

"You can send some people to help me with some things."

"But I will not interfere with the operation of the Holy Church; at most, I will offer suggestions."

The Holy Maiden's biggest worry was that Zhao Jing would steal the Heavenly Demon Sect's cause.

He stated that he had no ambitions and would not seek the saint's power.

The saintess's eyes lit up: "Is that really true?"

Zhao Jing smiled and said, "Of course, anyone who dares to oppose Her Highness the Holy Maiden, I'll smash their dog's head."

Why?

"Because Her Highness is beautiful."

Ying Xiaoxu blushed slightly: "Pah, you lecherous little thief!"

However, Zhao Jing showed a cooperative attitude, and Ying Xiaoxu couldn't find any fault with him.

Zhao Jing smiled and said, "This is the best thing for the Holy Church."

So let's work together.

Ying Xiaoxu pondered for a moment and said, "The fundamental law of the Holy Sect is the 'Future Unborn Scripture.' Although a part of it is missing, it is still the sect's supreme secret technique."

"As a holy son, you are qualified to learn, but you still need time to be tested. It would be best if you could make contributions to the Holy Church."

"As for manpower, I will order Youji to obey your orders and be at your disposal, on the condition that she does not carry out any tasks that violate the interests of the Holy Church."

Since Zhao Jing is the Holy Son, he should be recruited into the headquarters.

Therefore, after Xiao Xu offered him the terms and benefits, he decided to observe and use the product.

Zhao Jing nodded with a smile: "No problem, I will follow the Holy Maiden's instructions."

This little thief isn't so bad after all.

Ying Xiaoxu breathed a sigh of relief; at least Zhao Jing's appetite wasn't too big, so they could try cooperating.

"Then—"

"etc!"

Just as Ying Xiaoxu was about to end the meeting, Zhao Jing suddenly interrupted, "There is something right now that is very beneficial to the Holy Church."

"I can also make a great contribution."

Xiao Xu asked curiously, "What's wrong?"

"The Tang Clan has decided to reconcile and join forces with the Holy Cult to deal with the coup in Yujing and even eliminate the Holy Cult's greatest enemy."

"That is, General Shi."

Ying Xiaoxu's expression hardened: "Huh?"

The Tang Clan are the backbone of General Shi's forces. Now they plan to reconcile with the Holy Cult and also deal with General Shi.

Has the world gone mad?

Ying Xiaoxu reacted quickly, looking at Zhao Jing in disbelief: "Who exactly are you?"

Zhao Jing asked in surprise, "Didn't I tell Her Highness the Holy Maiden?"

Ying Xiaoxu gritted her teeth and said, "No."

"Zhao Jing, grandson of the Emperor of Dayong, is the nephew of the current Empress."

"ha?"

Even though Ying Xiaoxu is very knowledgeable, he was stunned.

What's going on?

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