Seated beside the woman in plain clothes, Xu Yan felt his heartbeat slowly quickening, even though she made no provocative movements.
His blood was boiling, and a restlessness was taking root.
At that moment, he felt a chill in his heart.
"Never underestimate the people of this world. This woman's bewitching art seems to come naturally to her, and her strength is no trifling matter either. I'm also at the age when I'm young and most likely to be stirred by feminine beauty.
"She's disturbed my heart a little. In the end, my state of mind still isn't strong enough.
"No wonder Master said, 'With no woman in your heart, cultivation is as easy as having divine aid.' I'm still far from reaching that wondrous state."
Xu Yan drew a deep breath and silently calmed himself. Yet the faint fragrance clinging to the woman in plain clothes, along with that invisible, innate aura that constantly tugged at the soul, seemed to have already enveloped him.
It made the restlessness in his heart grow stronger and stronger.
"This bewitching power is too strong. It actually stirred my heart. If she took the initiative to attack, could I defend my mind?"
Xu Yan was shaken.
He glanced at the woman in plain clothes. Her bright eyes were like stars. Sitting beside him, she kicked at the water with a pair of slender jade feet, without making any unnecessary movements.
He could not even see her features, yet she had still managed to stir restlessness in his heart.
"If Master had encountered this woman at my age, how would he have dealt with her?"
Xu Yan sank into thought.
"Master must have tempered his state of mind in the same way back then, right? Otherwise, why would he have passed down that wondrous