It was the small hours of the morning.
Madam White Bone finally emerged from the tent, brimming with energy. Chen Lin and the others, who had not slept all night, looked at her with admiration.
She had not stopped all night, yet showed not the slightest sign of fatigue. She truly was a battle maniac.
Most importantly, after taking turns in battle with her, her male favorites were also radiant with energy, as though they had swallowed some nourishing pills. Even their cultivation fluctuations had grown considerably stronger.
Chen Lin could clearly sense the heat in the gazes of the other Foundation Establishment Cultivators as they looked at Madam White Bone.
"What, interested in me? Today won't do. Not because I can't take it, but because the Alliance's retreating army will set out today. We need to hurry on our way while they draw the fire."
Madam White Bone gave a seductive smile, then looked at Chen Lin. "But if you're interested, Daoist Lin, I could spare a little time."
Chen Lin's face darkened. Speechless, he said, "My cultivation technique forbids intimacy with women, as I'm sure you know, Madam. Though you possess a thousand charms and a hundred graces, I can only gaze at you and sigh."
He had deliberately told Qian Li about his cultivation technique's drawback before, precisely to stop her from coveting his body.
"Ah!" Madam White Bone sighed regretfully. "What a shame. With your abundant vital essence, dual cultivation with me would let you break through to the Foundation Establishment middle stage within a year."
Chen Lin remained expressionless, but towering waves surged through his heart.
What sinister cultivation technique did she practice to produce such heaven-defying effects?
He did not think Madam White Bone was lying. The evidence was right before his eyes. Zhang