After I stopped trying, a rich woman trained me into a demon emperor.

Zhou Ran glanced at the crowd from Black Witch Village, ignoring the Miao woman's undisguised desire.

That air of supreme authority.

Instead, it made Xiaorou's breathing become more rapid, and the infatuation in her eyes almost materialized.

He followed behind the Su sisters, walking slowly towards the cave on the back mountain.

Bai Xuan tactfully jumped onto his shoulder, swaying a few tiny roots, concealing all his aura, and acting as a harmless accessory.

The closer they got to that intermittent aura, the more agitated the Su sisters became, and their pace changed from a brisk walk to a jog.

"It really is Master!"

She's still alive!

Su Qingwu's cheeks were still wet with tears, and her voice trembled with excitement from surviving the ordeal.

I knew it!

Our master must have come looking for us!

Su Qingling hastily wiped the corners of her eyes with a silk handkerchief, her words filled with barely suppressed self-reproach.

Zhou Ran remained silent.

He simply watched the two figures struggling forward, the cold mockery in his eyes growing stronger.

I sighed inwardly, thinking to myself that these two sisters were truly blank slates.

They're so innocently cute.

After passing through a jagged pile of rocks, a cave entrance appeared before them.

The cave was dimly lit.

A figure dressed in a gray Taoist robe leaned against the stone wall, his breath faint.

Her face was pale, and there was fresh blood at the corner of her mouth.

The whisk in his hand was mostly broken, and he looked like he was on the verge of death.

"Master!"

The two sisters let out a mournful cry, staggered forward, and knelt down on the ground, their suppressed sobs echoing in the cave.

"Your disciple is unfilial!"

"I've caused you so much suffering, Master!"

Su Qingling frantically pulled out all the healing pills she had on her body and tried to feed them to the old nun.

"Cough cough..."

The old nun opened her eyes with great effort.

Her gaze first swept over Bai Xuan on Zhou Ran's shoulder, and a wolfish greed flashed in her murky eyes.

When his gaze fell on Zhou Ran, that greed turned into a mixture of scrutiny and disdain.

He was just a greenhorn who hadn't even reached the Foundation Establishment stage.

Finally, her gaze returned to the two disciples kneeling before her.

The old nun forced a weak smile, her eyes quickly reddening, filled with love and relief.

"Good disciple..."

It's good that you're safe...

"I thought..."

I'll never see you all again...

She stretched out a withered hand, trembling, and stroked her sister's head.

"I haven't raised you all in vain..."

You must have suffered a lot along the way, right?

The two sisters cried and shook their heads desperately.

"It's not bitter!"

"I'm willing to do anything to save my master!"

What a touching scene of a loving teacher and filial student reunion!

Bai Xuan, perched on Zhou Ran's shoulder, wiped his non-existent eye corner with each of his whiskers and muttered in a low voice.

"Oh my god, this is so touching."

"Grandpa Mushroom is even thinking of offering incense to my deadbeat father."

Only Zhou Ran.

He stood three zhang away, arms crossed, like an outsider.

I simply appreciated this annual acting extravaganza with a detached perspective.

Under his purple-gold demonic eyes, the scene before him had absolutely nothing to do with the word "touching".

The image of the frail old nun was immediately seen through.

Hidden beneath is a robust body with vigorous blood and energy, as powerful as a furnace, so full of life that it could kill a bull with a single punch!

Within his body, two chaotic streams of true energy, one yin and one yang, were clashing wildly, like two venomous pythons tearing at each other.

It is clear that he has been practicing some kind of evil and malevolent cultivation technique and is at the critical moment of breakthrough.

After examining it for a moment, Bai Xuan also realized that something was wrong.

It nudged Zhou Ran's shoulder with its whiskers, leaned close to his ear, and whispered a complaint:

"Boss, something's not right with that old nun!"

"The way she looked at those two girls, it was like she was a seasoned patron going into a brothel."

My mouth is watering!

"Although I am not human, I can smell this stench that is ingrained in my bones from 800 miles away."

At this moment, the "heartless nun" seemed to have had enough of playing the tragic role.

See the picture poorly.

She suddenly coughed violently, spitting out a mouthful of black blood, and her face became even more ashen.

"Disciple..."

"I'm dying..."

She gave a bitter smile, pushed away the pills, and breathed weakly.

"Foolish child, my very essence has been damaged, and no medicine can cure it..."

"Only by borrowing the essence of your Tidal Sacred Body and transferring a breath of innate true energy to me can I have a glimmer of hope."

"Qingwu, sit before me."

Qingling, hug your master from behind, and the two of you simultaneously circulate your inner energy...

Although this action is somewhat indecent, I can't care about anything else in order to save my master...

This request was indeed shameful to hear, but the two sisters, eager to save their teacher, didn't think twice.

Saving my master is more important than anything else!

As she spoke, she instructed the two girls, but her gaze subtly drifted toward Zhou Ran at the cave entrance.

"Let your friend go out first."

This is, after all, a secret technique of our Shuiyue Nunnery; it is inconvenient for outsiders to be here.

As soon as she finished speaking, the old nun suddenly looked up.

Two venomous glints shot from his once cloudy old eyes!

An overwhelming pressure belonging to the peak of Foundation Establishment descended fiercely, crushing towards Zhou Ran!

The white umbrella that was perched on Zhou Ran's shoulder suddenly closed, startling him so much that it clung to his neck and trembled.

Zhou Ran didn't even lift his eyelids.

He simply crossed his newly grown, monstrous arm across his chest.

A more domineering and primal force field silently spread out.

The old nun's oppressive aura vanished without a trace the moment it came into contact with this power.

"oh?

The secret techniques of Shuiyue Nunnery are quite varied.

Zhou Ran's lips twitched, and she let out a soft laugh.

"I, Zhou, would like to broaden my horizons."

Little did the two naive girls know that in that split second...

Their beloved master had already engaged in the first round of combat with Zhou Ran.

Su Qingwu got up from the old nun's arms, turned around and looked at Zhou Ran with pleading eyes.

"Master Zhou, thank you for your care along the way."

However, the techniques of Shuiyue Nunnery are indeed closely guarded secrets; please excuse us for a moment.

After saying that, she prepared to pull her younger sister along and, following her master's instructions, assume that extremely shameful and defenseless pose.

Seeing this, Zhou Ran and Bai Xuan on his shoulder exchanged a glance, both seeing the same mockery in each other's eyes.

A mocking laugh shattered the warm and touching atmosphere inside the cave.

Zhou Ran stepped into the cave, his gaze landing on the old nun as if she were a clown jumping around.

"The nun".

"Your acting is good; the Oscars owe you an award."

The Su sisters were stunned, not understanding why Zhou Ran had suddenly spoken so rudely.

The old nun's face also darkened, and a hint of panic, as if she had been exposed, flashed in her eyes.

"But next time you dress as a woman, could you please be more professional?"

Zhou Ran shook his head and chuckled awkwardly.

He raised his hand and pointed to the old nun's crotch as she sat cross-legged.

"If you took your thing out, wouldn't it be bigger than mine?"