Still within the world of the painting!
Smack! Smack! Smack! Smack...!
Clear impacts and low groans rang out, each one reaching their ears!
Chengjiang, Mizi, and Ingrid, who had already given everything they had to Qing Mo!
Were currently using every means at their disposal to conduct a hard-fought one-against-three combat spar with Jin Meiting before them!
Since Jin Meiting had been the first pet Qing Mo took in when he came to this world, her realm and cultivation far outstripped those of the three women before her!
Ingrid was breathing heavily as she knelt on one knee, half of the magic sword in her hand plunged into the ground!
Scarlet blood continuously dripped from the corners of her mouth. Her forehead and cheeks were already covered in dense beads of sweat, and a lock of pink hair had stuck to her face from the perspiration!
Chengjiang and Mizi, who had likewise begun cultivating, were in no better condition at this moment!
Their hair was in disarray, and bead-sized drops of sweat kept falling from their smooth chins. Their clothes had long since been torn to tatters, and they knelt weakly on the ground, panting heavily!
By comparison, Jin Meiting had used only one hand throughout the entire match, while suppressing more than ninety percent of her own cultivation and strength!
Her fair, alluring face still bore a relaxed, unruffled expression, and there was not even a wrinkle or speck of dust on her body!
This made it clear!
Ingrid, Chengjiang, and the others still had an enormous gap in strength compared to Jin Meiting!
"Why have you stopped?! Keep going!"
"Come on, come on! Continue attacking me!"
"Master may dote on us greatly and covet our bodies, but he does not need vases that can only be looked at