"Different races are not the same as cultivators. After coming all this way, I think you should have felt it too."
Ning Wuxia leaned against the window, her slanted figure displaying every curve to perfection. Whether it was her face or body, Golden Spirit's transformed appearance was undoubtedly extremely seductive. Golden Spirit aliens, in particular, revered nature by instinct and favored frank, open displays. The clothes on their bodies were as thin as possible, and as scant as possible...
It could be said that faced with such a sight, any man would at least be able to wolf down three bowls of rice.
Keeping more than three meters away from her at all times, Li Su found himself at a loss for words. It was not that he disagreed with her—it was simply that this place was rather hard to put into words.
The room was only marginally better than a woodshed. Yet because it was close to the beast pens where the nobles kept their mounts, an exceedingly boisterous stench filled the air around it, enough to kill anyone's appetite.
Li Su's expression was quite strange. Even if they were putting on a full act, was there really any need to take it this far?
Golden Spirits might be famously stingy, but once gender was involved, things were different. Even male Golden Spirits would not stoop to living in such a filthy place.
The droppings of immortal beasts were nothing ordinary wild beasts could compare to. They were fed potent plants, and some were even directly fed poisonous herbs, snakes, and insects. It could not be helped—they liked that flavor.
Though most of it would be digested, some residue would remain. One could easily imagine the state of things beside those beast pens.
Anyone a little weaker would be