My Friend Is Feeling Unwell; It's Only Because I'm Not Strong Enough-Cultivate the Thunder Dao!

The moonlight was cold.

Beneath the broken Jade Cinnamon lay ruins collapsed and shattered across the ground.

The Moon Palace had become wreckage.

Devastation filled the eye.

Upon the ruins, two figures appeared before everyone in an alluring posture.

A jade brazier, an icy mat, brocade embroidered with mandarin ducks; fragrant sweat dampened the pillow, flowers gleamed beneath the dim moon and veiling mist, while gusts of spring breeze passed through the jade vessel...

This scene.

Deeply pierced the hearts of countless great experts.

The Moon Goddess Wang Shu had always been like an insurmountable iceberg—aloof, proud, and pure, every inch of her seeming to reject men with cold indifference!!

Yet now.

She had actually done such a thing??

In broad daylight???

Seeing her disheveled clothes, her flawless white jade body pressed close against Qingyuan's, and the rare blush of shy embarrassment on that perfect, exquisite face, countless cultivators suffered a breakdown in their hearts, murderous intent surging forth!!!!

The collapsed Moon Palace.

The shattered Moon Star—even the Moon Laurel tree had broken apart over a vast area!!!

Damn it!!!

Had they tried every place already???

My pure and immaculate goddess had actually... actually...

"Why are all of you making those faces? What happened?"

Patriarch Minghe came back to his senses and looked at the Heavenly Court experts with feigned confusion. "Don't tell me you all like Wang Shu?"

The moment he said this.

Countless great experts immediately turned their heads away.

They no longer looked.

Those with thinner skin even began explaining, "Patriarch Minghe, your joke goes too far. How could we possibly like the Moon Goddess?"

"If you don't like her, why do you look like this? Don't tell me you've secretly loved Wang Shu for years, and seeing my worthy brother win her over today shattered your