"Jiayan, there's something you don't know. Rogue cultivators are usually rather cautious."
Guo Nanshan forced a smile onto his face and followed at an unhurried pace behind the woman walking alone ahead. "But you're right about one thing, Jiayan. He doesn't even have a decent Magic Treasure, yet he still dares to act so arrogant in front of us."
"Once we enter the Ten Thousand Demon Lair, your big brother will make sure to punish him properly."
As he said "punish," an obscene smile crept across Guo Nanshan's face. He was so caught up in it that he didn't even notice himself drooling.
Knowing full well that the man beside her had a tiny head and an even tinier brain, Xu Jiayan wasn't angry. Instead, she smiled and played along. "Big brother Nanshan, you're so naughty. But your little sister likes it. Once we enter the Ten Thousand Demon Lair, let's deal with that bitch together!"
"Hiss!"
At the thought of dealing with her together, a titillating scene surfaced in Guo Nanshan's mind, and he grew even more impatient.
"Useless!"
Watching the man beside her nearly forget how to walk whenever he saw a woman, Xu Jiayan cursed him silently.
But the more pathetic he acted, the happier she felt.
After all, there were three cubs and three spots.
At first glance, there seemed to be no competition between them, but things were never as simple as they appeared on the surface.
A spot was a spot, but if they all passed the test and became disciples under Ning Shuang Zhenren,
then each additional nominal Disciple would inevitably take a share of their master's attention and Cultivation Resources.
Cultivation Resources were the sort of thing one could never have too much of. Who would complain about having more?
What was