In front of him, a barrage of notification text appeared:
[Killed "Flying Gu", True Spirit 1.]
[Killed "Flying Gu", True Spirit 1.]
[Killed "Blood Gu", True Spirit 3...]
Although the bonus was small, the sheer number made up for it.
Including the Gu Poison Worms he slew earlier, he gathered over a thousand points of True Spirit!
"Pure experience babies, this is way too aweso!"
"If I were to wipe out the Gu God Sect, wouldn’t I just take off from here?!"
Chen Mo was in high spirits and beca even more enthusiastic with the fire.
The flas continued relentlessly, growing fiercer, gradually turning incandescent, the temperature reaching its peak, distorting and twisting the surrounding air.
Listening to the piercing wails, the young masters’ faces turned pale, and their legs trembled.
Living in luxury and adorned with jewels, when had they ever seen such a terrifying scene?
After the ti of a cup of tea, the gigantic monster completely turned to ashes and dispersed, leaving only a charred mark on the ground.
Chen Mo retracted the flas, and his breathing was slightly heavy.
Continuously driving sword qi and divine skills was no small burden for him; if not for his ample True Yuan, he might not have lasted.
This revealed the weakness of martial cultivators.
While their bursts were strong, they lacked endurance, invincible up close, yet difficult to close in...
"Luckily, I’m not an ordinary martial cultivator."
Chen Mo clapped his hands, preparing to leave.
Suddenly, a soft, gentle body crashed into his embrace.
?
Looking down, Chen Mo saw Zi Yan’er with a pale face, clinging tightly to his waist, her body trembling slightly, her ample chest inadvertently rubbing against him.
"Young Master, that monster was terrifying, I was so scared..."
Zi Yan’er lifted her delicate face, her eyes filled with panic, her lashes still glistening with tears, presenting a pitiful, delicate appearance.
Chen Mo frowned slightly.
This woman looked sowhat familiar...
Zi Yan’er softly said, "Young Master, do you rember ? At the Hundred Flowers Banquet, you gave an Ink Treasure, which is still hanging above the door."
Chen Mo realized, "Oh, you’re the burning cup."
Zi Yan’er broke into a tearful smile, nodding vigorously, "Yes, that’s ! You actually rember? I’m really happy... Since that day, I’ve thought of you, never expecting to et under such circumstances."
"If it weren’t for you just now, I might have perished to that monster."
"I am of humble status and have nothing to repay you with, except for this graceful appearance... Whenever you co to Liuyun Inn, you will always be welcod without charge..."
Looking at her blushing face, through the thin fabric, he could feel the scorching heat.
Indeed, a burning cup—it heats up so quickly it doesn’t need a fire, it just ignites itself...
Chen Mo was unmoved.
Zi Yan’er was certainly a beauty, but he had no shortage of beauties around him.
Moreover, in a place like the Imperial Music Bureau, the girls were good for nothing, and the patrons were self-serving.
Though he didn’t consider himself morally stringent, with Gu Manzhi and Yu’er around, there was no reason to seek other won.
"Maybe so other ti," Chen Mo casually replied.
Then he broke free from her embrace and disappeared in a flash.
Seeing he didn’t outright refuse, Zi Yan’er thought there was hope, her face radiant with a bright smile, shouting sweetly, "Young Master Chen, I’ll be waiting for you oh (^_−)☆~"
The young masters gradually cald down.
Looking at that charred stain, they couldn’t help but feel a bit fearful.
"What was that thing just now?"
"I don’t know, but it looked nothing like a human..."
"Could it be the Demon Clan? Damn it, how could sothing like this appear at the Emperor’s feet?!"
"Thankfully, Hundred Households Chen stepped in, otherwise, we might have lost our lives today!"
"Cough, cough, who the hell put pee in my pants?"
At this mont, Xu Junxuan, watching Yan Linghu drinking one cup of dull wine after another, asked curiously, "Young Master Yan, what’s the matter with you?"
"Nothing, I’m just grieving over a lost love."
"?"
Yan Linghu put down his wine glass, his expression bitter.
It’s Chen Mo again...
Every woman he fancied ended up liking Chen Mo, what on earth was so good about that guy?
Isn’t it just that he’s a bit more handso, a bit stronger, has a stronger background, and is more generous...
Besides those, what other advantages does he have?
People are forced into it, why is it that Chen Mo is so popular with won?
"Xiao Xu, between and Chen Mo, what do you think is my greatest advantage?" Yan Linghu asked in his drunken stupor.
Xu Junxuan racked his brains, pondering for a long ti, cautiously replied, "You’re older than him?"
Yan Linghu: "..."
...
Just as Chen Mo returned to The Cloudwater Hall, Gu Manzhi hurriedly ca up, "Chen Mo, are you okay..."
Pa——
Chen Mo slapped her perky bottom with a wave of ripples, his tone laced with anger, "You haven’t answered my question, why didn’t you co to when there was trouble?"
If it hadn’t been for Qin Shou running into those two guys by accident, he would still be in the dark, who knows what might have happened!
Gu Manzhi’s cheeks flushed, she whispered coyly, "I realize I was wrong..."
"Hmph, just realizing you’re wrong isn’t enough? Later I’ll punish you by making you drink ox gall liquid, not a single drop allowed to go to waste!"
"Why so harsh, I’ll drink it..."
The gray-robed man stood a short distance away, watching this scene in silent speechlessness.
It seems Little Gu Saintess has already completely fallen, the defection hasn’t even succeeded, and she got herself involved first.
But co to think of it, what even is ox gall liquid?
Judging by Gu Manzhi’s look of embarrassed excitent, she even licked her lips unconsciously, it seed quite tasty... But why is it punishnt then?
The gray-robed man was puzzled.
"Little Hui." Chen Mo suddenly called out.
"Hmm?" The gray-robed man was startled.
"Gu Manzhi acts foolishly, do you also act foolishly? You should be punished too!"
"Hmm??"
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