A Painful Level of Proficiency

The person Shi Wuchang encountered while straddling the fence was none other than Lu Bei. With a lecherous face and the air of a consummate libertine, he fit right in the moment he arrived in the Far West Land.

Peeping at girls while they bathed was out of the question. Lu Bei had exceptionally high standards, and ordinary wares could never catch his eye. If he truly felt the urge to spy on someone bathing, he only had to stroll around opposite Cangqian Mountain, where a diplomat would naturally play the part of an innocent, naive young girl new to the ways of the world.

He had the cultivation of the Integrated Body Early Stage and went around climbing over walls and entering courtyards. There were simply too many powerful auras here. The moment he stepped into Heavenly City and saw a whole city of exclamation marks waiting to be clicked, he became so excited that he could barely control his hands and feet. Setting aside Gu Zongchen and Tu Yuan, he embarked on his great collision-seeking enterprise.

"Just as expected of the Far West Land. Everyone's dressed in rags, so poor they have nothing left but experience."

And sure enough, after casually climbing over a few walls, he ran into a middle-aged man sneaking around, preparing to peep at a young lady bathing.

Lu Bei's eyes shone as he stared at Shi Wuchang. Impressive. The Far West Land is terrifying. Without Mahayana Stage cultivation, you don't even qualify to peep at a young lady bathing.

Having entered a high-level dungeon, he was bursting with experience. Even the young ladies wandering back and forth on the streets had lost their appeal.

The Integrated Body Realm cultivation he displayed was probably the final scrap of fig leaf covering his plan to