"Awake!"
Gu Mi came to in a daze, her head buzzing. Seeing the grinning Pretty Boy before her, she threw a punch without thinking.
Smack!
Lu Bei reacted lightning-fast, chopping Gu Mi down with one hand before examining her for a while.
Sure enough, she was a freak. An ordinary Mahayana Stage cultivator would need half a year of recuperation for injuries like hers, yet she had recovered most of them in a single night. At this rate, she would be hale and hearty by noon, ready to keep contributing experience.
"Wonderful!"
Lu Bei clapped his hands. The moment he rose, he saw Gu Mi's scorching gaze. Her naked eyes held not a trace of affectation, only overflowing desire.
"Don't worry. I'm not going anywhere. See you at the usual place in two hours."
Lu Bei left Gu Mi behind and hurried out of the estate. He found Kong Ji in the main hall and asked about the movements of the Ao Hen Clan.
Monster Emperor Ao Ren had issued an edict. The other families might not give him face, but the Ao Hen Clan would certainly make a move. After all, he was their own Monster Emperor. Even through tears, they would have to send a few people over.
A great wave of experience was about to arrive!
Lu Bei was itching to act and hoped they would hurry up.
He had once listened to the white-haired ones' slander and misunderstood the Myriad Monster Kingdom. Only after coming here did he discover that it was not a place of filth and chaos. The monsters here were civilized and courteous, and spoke especially sweetly. Most importantly, they were frank and generous—far more forthright when offering themselves up than the Demonic Cultivators of the Far West Land.
Kong Ji thought little