Stop crying, I'll give it to you, okay?

Silence is neither too late nor too late.

He didn't rummage around anymore, but simply tossed the storage ring to Xiao Wuli and said, "Choose one yourself. Cultivate whatever you like and that suits you. In two months, do your best to get a good ranking at the sect tournament."

Winning the Qi Refining Championship is too demanding for someone like Xiao Wuli, who is only 19 years old and still young.

At worst, he can just give up those points from winning the championship.

Xiao Wuli was stunned as she took the ring, then looked up at him, a glint of light flashing in her eyes.

Just as he was about to say something, his sharp ears suddenly picked up a familiar 'sizzle' sound.

Is it too late? ? ? ? ! !

He quickly looked down at his waist; there were no signs of tearing in his clothes.

Seeing this, he took a light breath and slowly exhaled.

You must have misheard.

However, before he could even catch his breath, a gust of wind blew by, causing his skirt to flutter lightly, and the cool spring breeze clung directly to his legs.

Is it too late?

At the same time, I heard 337's scream.

[Aaaaaah, host! This time it's a leg!]

Before she could finish speaking, Chi Buwan had already reached out and grabbed her skirt, clenching her teeth. When she looked up, she met a pair of stunned black eyes.

"What are you looking at?!"

Xiao Wuli snapped out of his daze, quickly bowed his head, and replied in a trembling voice, "This disciple knows his mistake."

Chi Buwan was furious and prepared to teach him a lesson, saying, "Fix the bathhouse today."

Xiao Wuli bowed his head: "Yes!"

He used magic to repair it, and before it broke again, he quickly fled the spot. He didn't breathe a sigh of relief until he got back to his room.

He felt that if he slowed down even a step, all the clothes he was wearing would be torn to shreds.

streaking...

The sooner or later, the darker his face.

337 stood aside, not daring to breathe loudly.

Not Too Late: [When will this matter be resolved?]

337: [Reporting to the host, the Supreme God and the Heavenly Dao are working hard, and results should be available in as little as two months!]

Is it too late?.........

337: [The master seducing the disciple is already a setting in the book. This setting is integrated into the laws of nature and controlled by heaven and earth, which is why the clothes tore in front of Xiao Wuli, revealing the skin.]

Chi Buwan sneered: [Show skin? I'll show you!]

337 trembled and said, "[Host, you're swearing.]"

Not Too Late: [Beep be ...

337 bowed his head.

Having vented his anger, Chi Buwan leaned against a nearby table and chair, panting. Suddenly, a thought flashed through his mind, and he paused slightly. Then, somewhat uncertainly, he asked, "You mean... as long as I show some skin in front of Xiao Wuli, it'll be fine?"

Stunned by the scolding, 337 nodded slowly.

"Isn't that simple?" Chi Buwan's lips curled up, her demeanor completely changed from before. Her peach blossom eyes sparkled, and her eyebrows were tinged with a hint of unruliness.

337 stared at him, stunned, and it took her a while to slowly come back to her senses.

As expected... the host's beauty is the world's number one weapon.

It forgot how he had been cursing just now just by smiling at it.

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the other side.

[Hey—! You brat, your master's been gone for a while now, are you still reminiscing?]

Xiao Wuli withdrew his gaze, frowning. "You saw it too?"

The old man shuddered, for he could detect a chilling killing intent in the voice of the person before him.

"I didn't see anything?" the old man feigned ignorance.

Xiao Wuli ignored him, raised her eyes to look at the corner where her master had disappeared, and breathed softly, her mind filled with the beautiful scene she had just witnessed.

The white robe was accidentally torn, revealing a leg with slender, clean lines and a dazzlingly white complexion, as if a light touch would leave a mark.

When Master went to gather the fabric, his peach blossom eyes lowered slightly, revealing the hidden, ambiguous little mole on his eyelid, so alluring that it made people forget to breathe.

but...

A dark glint unconsciously flashed across Xiao Wuli's eyes.

Why are there already marks on Master's legs?

What did Master and Sect Leader do last night? Why is there that ambiguous red mark?

Master was just back with his back still in his hand...

Xiao Wuli's eyes darkened.

The old man seemed to have read his mind and said, "Boy, what are you angry about? Your master has nothing to do with you."

Xiao Wuli narrowed his eyes slightly and glanced at him sideways.

"Oh, oh, oh, you've hit a nerve." The old man chuckled, showing no fear whatsoever. "That's exactly right. Don't tell me about how Master used to be; you yourself feel that the current Master isn't the same as before."

Xiao Wuli's bony fingers, which were hanging by his legs, slowly curled up and clenched into a fist.

The old man stroked his beard and said, "I don't think that sect leader is the same one as before. Maybe those two otherworldly souls were old flames... Ah!!!"

Before he could finish speaking, he and the ring were slammed heavily onto the stone steps, making him dizzy and seeing stars before his eyes.

Okay, okay! I won't say anything more!

The dizziness stopped.

Xiao Wuli's phoenix eyes were filled with coldness.

The old man held his head, cursing under his breath.

Bully at home!

If you're so capable, go and make a scene in front of Chi Buzhi!

You brat!

He tidied his hair and said, "See what cultivation techniques your master left you. Your body is special; ordinary techniques would be a waste. Show me some, and I'll pick one for you. If none of them work, this old monk has a few ancient divine manuals here that will guarantee you..."

The old man's voice stopped abruptly, and he was stunned when he saw what books were in the storage ring.

[The Nine Revolutions Burning Heaven Technique, the Nine Heavens Breaking Boundary True Method, the Chaos God Evolution Technique?!] The old man's mouth gradually widened, his voice rising infinitely until it cracked, [And the Void Creation Record, the Ten Thousand Paths Returning to One Technique?!]

These books have impressive-sounding names, and the exercises they teach are indeed incredibly powerful.

Any one of these books could spark a bloody battle, and mastering just one would make you a powerful and influential ruler in the world of cultivation where strength reigns supreme!

Such an amazing book, and that person named Chi Buwan just gave it all to this good-for-nothing who just started cultivating?

No?

Even biological parents shouldn't be this generous!

"Young man, tell me the truth, why is Chi Buwan treating you so well?" The old man, who had been racking his brains trying to figure it out, asked directly.

Xiao Wuli lowered his eyes to look at the storage ring in his palm. His slender, bony fingers gently stroked the patterns on it. His breathing was very light, and his thin lips moved, but no sound came out.

"What?" The old man leaned closer.

Xiao Wuli murmured, his voice deep and hoarse, "Could this Master... also like me?"

Old man: [...]

The old man chose to shatter the ordinary man's illusions, saying, "Your master and the sect leader, these two otherworldly souls, are old flames."

As soon as he finished speaking, he was met with a sound beating. The ring that held his soul was smashed against a rock by Xiao Wuli, whose defenses had been breached.