Li Tianming did not even need to destroy the Imperial Sword Prison. He only needed to let it enter its dormant phase. As long as Yuan Yu did not cause trouble, there was no need for anything further.
The same went for Gu Chunhan and the others.
"Let's go."
Li Tianming said to Zi Zhen.
Whoosh!
Zi Zhen instantly released Yuan Yu. Carrying Li Tianming on her back, she flashed in purple light and left the cave.
Yuan Yu was left kneeling limply on the ground, drenched in cold sweat.
"Ah! So hard!"
At that moment, Li Tianming felt as though karma had come back to bite him.
Zi Zhen's back, beneath that chest frame, was even harder than Lanhuang's. Not only was it hard, it was covered in sharp spikes that pierced into his flesh. Worse still, it crushed his balls. The sensation was even more exhilaratingly sour than a bowl of spicy hot pot.
In that short while, Li Tianming had been wounded all over. It was clear just how miserable anyone who became Zi Zhen's opponent would be.
"Feeling better?"
The wild wind surged. After some time, Li Tianming finally felt that this mount was no longer quite so fierce.
Lowering his head, he saw that she had returned to her original appearance. She was once again icy and pure, her eyes no longer so narrow, and her six pupils had returned to two...
Though she had been violent just now, this form made her seem much easier to get along with.
"Much better." Li Tianming smiled knowingly.
"I..."
The gale swept over them, and her purple hair became gentler, its fragrance rushing toward him.
"What is it?" Li Tianming asked.
"Was my appearance just now... a little ugly?" She lowered her head, asking hesitantly.
"If that