Cough!
A soft cough laden with obvious displeasure and warning pierced Lu Jun's eardrums like an ice spike, jolting him awake from that fleeting, charming reverie.
It was Gu Yue Na. Her arms were crossed over her chest, her eyes slightly narrowed. Though her pretty face showed little expression, the jealousy that was practically taking physical form seemed to lower the surrounding temperature by several degrees.
Lu Jun immediately felt rather awkward and hurriedly composed himself, secretly alarmed.
As expected of a First-Level Deity who attained godhood through beauty. This invisible Spiritual Charm and visual lethality are truly formidable.
Only then did he more deeply realize that although Tang Wutong was not as direct as combat-oriented Deities, the Goddess of Beauty divine position she possessed, combined with the immense Spiritual Power she held as the Daughter of a God King—power infinitely close to the God King level—created a composite field of charm whose danger was likely even more terrifying than many direct Divine Skills.
At least in terms of mental interference, her abilities might even surpass Lu Jun's current ones.
"Is my sister... is she all right?"
Tang Wulin looked nervously at Tang Wutong in Lu Jun's arms, unaware of the brief and subtle clash on the spiritual level just now.
"Don't worry. She merely exhausted too much Divine Power and was frozen, so she has temporarily lost consciousness."
Lu Jun composed himself, his tone returning to calm.
"I'll wake her."
He raised the fingers of his free left hand like a sword. A wisp of highly condensed icy-blue aura curled around his fingertips as he lightly touched the side of Tang Wutong's fair, swanlike neck.
A cool yet non-piercing surge of Ice Element energy, like the most effective stimulant clearing one's mind, instantly seeped into her and stirred her