This one was the same.
The clothes she wore were extremely simple.
Her long legs, slim waist, and the like were all exposed.
Aside from that,
the clothes she wore were clearly skin-tight.
Seeing such a beauty,
many people drew in a sharp breath.
"This woman really is far too beautiful. She looks so hot and alluring—what a knockout."
"Absolutely! What a knockout!"
"I like women like this too. She's slender and tall, yet has such a curvy figure. What a strange, contradictory combination."
"You're disgusting."
"I don't even know where the Endless Sea of Blood is. If I did, I'd definitely go ask for her hand in marriage."
"Even if I can't marry a beauty like her, I'm sure the other women of the Asura Race can't be too bad."
"I've had the same idea. I want to go ask for a bride too. How about we find out where the Endless Sea of Blood is and go as a group?"
"Fortunately, I had the same idea. We can go together."
"Amitabha. Could you take this humble monk along?"
"You bald-headed monk wants to get married too? Get lost!"
"Daoists can get married, so why can't monks?"
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By now, the Primordial World was abuzz with discussion.
After all, the women of the Asura Race were truly outstanding.
They had set many people's hearts aflame.
Some even wanted to go as a group to the Endless Sea of Blood and ask Ancestor Minghe for a bride.
Their fervent desire had even overcome their fear of Ancestor Minghe.
Who could blame Ancestor Minghe for having such strange tastes?
The Asura Race he had created was truly bizarre.
The men of the Asura Race were hideously ugly—one could even say they were grotesque to a monstrous degree.
But the women of