Ling Qingzhu looked at the Nirvana Heart within arm's reach, feeling somewhat disappointed.
Though lacking the Nirvana Heart would not pose much of a problem for her, it would still be of some help, allowing her to gain an early understanding of the Nirvana Realm.
But if the price was her chastity, then forget it. If Mu Chen had not been so young, she would probably have already had relations with him. A trace of embarrassment inevitably rose in her heart.
From the shifting light in Ling Qingzhu's clear eyes, Mu Chen could more or less discern her thoughts. The eyes were the windows to the soul; Ling Qingzhu was not as calm inside as her flawless face appeared. It seemed he had left some trace in her heart.
That was enough. Given Ling Qingzhu's temperament, entering her heart was not something that could be done in a day or two.
"Tut, tut, tut, Mu Chen, you could actually hold back?" Little Marten's teasing voice rang out.
Among all the women he had seen in his life, this woman's beauty was among the very finest. Such a wonderful opportunity, yet Mu Chen had chosen to give it up.
"Sow a grain in spring, and quietly await autumn's harvest."
"Little Marten, do you believe that after this, I'll definitely leave a mark in her heart?" Mu Chen said with a smile.
A woman like Ling Qingzhu was extremely difficult to conquer. She had seen far too many favored sons of heaven, so her standards were surely exceptionally high.
"That is possible." Little Marten nodded.
"This is what you wanted, Mu Chen. Do not pass it on to anyone else." Though Ling Qingzhu felt some regret over the Nirvana Heart, she did not go back on her word. She took out a