Mythical Card Creator: Myriad Ghosts Night Parade at the Start, Section 681

This heat did not come from the temperature outside. It was the fire of desire burning directly from Lin Chen's lower abdomen.

Lin Chen's Adam's apple bobbed violently, and he swallowed with a loud gulp.

Lin Chen was a normal man.

Moreover, he was in the prime of his youth, full of vigor and virility.

Faced with a goddess of this caliber teasing him, even the Sage Monk would have been moved to mortal desire.

The goddess's slender, fair index finger traced the line of Lin Chen's collarbone, sliding downward little by little.

A tingling sensation.

It instantly flushed Lin Chen's face all the way to his ears. His breathing grew extremely heavy, and his body developed an indescribable physiological reaction.

"Emperor Seed..."

She breathed a fragrant breath beside Lin Chen's ear. Her voice was no longer as dignified and sacred as before, but had taken on a lazy, seductive quality:

"Since ancient times, heroes have loved beauties, let alone... I am a god.

As long as you nod, the spiritual energy of these Twelve Peaks of Wushan, the authority passed down for a thousand years, and even I...

...will all be yours."

The string in Lin Chen's mind called "reason" snapped halfway under the bewitching whisper.

Was this the legendary Wu Shan Yun Yu?

Just by nodding, could he experience the kind of pleasure King Xiang of Chu had once never even dared dream of?

His hand rose uncontrollably.

His trembling fingertips reached toward the goddess's slender waist.

He was getting closer.

The goddess watched Lin Chen's dazed eyes. The smile at the corners of her lips deepened, carrying a bewitchment called "triumph."

However.

Just as Lin Chen's fingertips were about to touch that soft warmth,

the last trace of reason remaining tugged back at the reason that was