"How could there be nothing?"
Chu Meiyan had thought she would see the Ghost Demon Mark after tearing open Jiang Ping An's clothes.
But his chest was bare and clean. There was nothing there.
Could this man really not be Jiang Ping An? Had Jiang Ping An already left the Holy Land?
"F-fellow cultivator, what... what are you doing...?"
Jiang Ping An stammered, his face showing confusion and desire for the woman.
Chu Meiyan immediately lost interest. "Wrong person."
She turned to leave, then suddenly thought of something. She stopped and turned back.
Her alluring eyes fixed on Jiang Ping An. "Attack me with a law."
A person could conceal his aura and change his appearance, but he could not change the rules he used.
Unlike other cultivators, Jiang Ping An cultivated the Primordial Rule and the Original Rules.
No one else in the entire Holy Land cultivated those rules.
To rule this man out completely, she only needed to see what kind of Rule Power he released.
Jiang Ping An hurriedly waved his hands. "H-how could I attack a fellow cultivator for no reason? I might hurt you. Besides, we're not allowed to attack fellow disciples in the Holy Land. I can't do that."
Chu Meiyan sneered. "With your strength, you couldn't hurt me. I told you to attack, so attack. Why all the nonsense?"
She cast the Bewitchment Art and gave him an order.
"Yes."
Jiang Ping An took on the vacant look of someone under her spell. He raised his fist, gathered a ball of flame around it, and struck.
Bang!
His fist landed on Chu Meiyan's chest, making it jolt violently.
Chu Meiyan looked down at the flames on his fist, her brows knitting together.
"Not the Original Rules..."
A person could conceal or change his