Very soon, Li Bufan and the others found themselves in another space.
He steadied himself and swept his gaze around. The ground here was pink, the sky was pink, and even the air was filled with a faint pink mist. It was like a maiden's bedchamber, yet also like a peach grove in spring.
That mist carried an enervating aura. The moment it entered his lungs, his whole body felt limp and weak, and his mind began to sway.
Yet beneath that gentle exterior lurked danger, like blade after blade of tenderness that seized the mind and scraped against bone and sinew.
Even someone as mentally resolute as Li Bufan, after standing in this mist for only a moment, felt an urge to sink into this land of tenderness.
His heart jolted, and he hurriedly gathered his thoughts.
He Wanxing had clearly come prepared. In a low voice, she said, "Li Bufan, regulate your breath and focus your mind. Use true qi to protect your body."
Li Bufan followed her instructions and circulated the Five Elements Heaven Skill. Five-colored true qi flowed through his body, forcing out the mist that had seeped inside him.
He then circulated the Constant Stillness One Scripture. His mind became like an immovable boulder, and that surge of desire was swiftly suppressed. He Wanxing also circulated her cultivation technique, true qi flowing around her body as her complexion gradually returned to normal.
Looking at Li Bufan, she explained, "We are now within the Sea of Hatred, Sky of Love. By the standards of previous years, this was the final trial of the national-level Red Sleeve Fragrance competition. But in this year's competition, it has become the first trial."
Li Bufan asked, "Miss He, what mysteries does this place hold? Why did I feel my lust