Messing with a Sanqing Immortal Sect disciple is definitely dangerous.
But thrilling, though~
As a disciple of the Demonic Path, always skirting the edge of being purged by the Immortal Sect, isn’t chasing excitement and heart-pounding danger exactly our thing?
The rougher the waters, the pricier the fish;
The greater the risk, the more exhilarating!
This little Daoist looks like he’s only fifteen or sixteen, can’t have a high cultivation level.
Even if he’s a Fang line disciple like Huang Yunchong, those Fang double-cultivation secret techniques can’t be that advanced, definitely won’t make me lose face.
As long as I don’t mess up so bad that my mana slips out of control, my breath-concealing technique fails and demonic qi leaks, I should be fine.
After wavering several times.
The Sash Fairy still couldn’t resist temptation, blending into the latest batch of women brought before Wang Xiu.
Relying on her "beauty outshining all" looks, she caught Wang Xiu’s eye and got chosen.
The Sash Fairy’s heart was full of anticipation for everything about to unfold. Google seaʀᴄh NovєlFіre.net
Once the favored girl was chosen, all the other girls who took the stage were dismissed, leaving only the girl behind the screen strumming a zither.
If the guest wants something special, she can play to spice the mood.
Wang Xiu wasn’t into putting on a show for others, so he even sent the pipa girl away.
When the pipa girl left, he might’ve faintly heard a few disappointed sighs, as if they were really reluctant to go.
Wang Xiu enjoyed a steaming hot bath and sprawled out on the soft, thick bed.
"Miss, show me all your best tricks!"
Of course I’ve got some!
The Sash Fairy flashed a confident smirk!
Secret technique—Fingertip Murmurs~
"Little Daoist, how’s it feel?"
The Sash Fairy’s lips curled, already picturing Wang Xiu losing all self-control.
Nothing happened. Wang Xiu just stayed perfectly calm, taking his sweet time to spit out, "Not bad, keep going."
Well well, pretty good self-control!
But you think that’s all I’ve got?
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After over two whole hours, the Sash Fairy had sweat beading on her forehead, nearly at her breaking point.
Wang Xiu still wore that same calm, collected look: "Not bad, please continue."
The Sash Fairy was stunned.
She’d never met anyone with such terrifying willpower.
No matter what she tried, Wang Xiu remained cool as a cucumber, not a flicker of emotion.
Like he wasn’t facing a stunning beauty, but a literal block of wood.
Do you have any idea how much harm that indifferent face of yours does to people?
Your girl here is the blooming top courtesan–don’t you care about my pride?
Sash Fairy’s face was a picture of heartbreak, just like some jilted, resentful woman: "Little Daoist, that’s all I’ve got. I’m powerless now."
She flopped desperately to the side.
Like a salted fish who’s given up on its dreams.
Wang Xiu blinked, then sighed, "Honestly, before I walked into the All Fragrances Garden, I was really looking forward to this."
"But the feeling you gave me? Meh."
This is psychological murder!
As a disciple of the Joyous Sect, you can insult my cultivation level, say my combat skills suck, even call me dumb.
Calling my service "meh" is just cold, man!
My heart is shattered!