"Silent Zen Broom? As expected, a Rogue Cultivator is just a Rogue Cultivator—shallow in knowledge indeed. You actually refined this kind of divine artifact, needlessly increasing your own burden and wasting your talent. But elder sister here personally enjoys the expressions of people like you, who think their hearts are pure, when they fall into depravity. Come, join me in bliss. Seek great purity amid great joy."
The woman looked at the whisk in Yu Chen's hand, froze for a moment, then a seductive smile appeared on her face. With both hands, she undid her clothes and slowly let them fall, revealing her seemingly very youthful body before Yu Chen.
She raised a hand slightly and brushed it across her chest. Beneath her innocent expression emerged a coquettish allure, while the faint pink aura surrounding her made her sensual beauty all the more dazzling, difficult for anyone to resist.
"Seek great purity amid great joy?"
Yu Chen glanced at the Five-Lotus Saintess before him and said with utter disgust, "Your aura is such a chaotic mess. I fear your jade arms have pillowed a thousand men, and half your vermilion lips have been tasted by ten thousand. I see no purity, nor do I glimpse any bliss. You do not even quite measure up to decadent pleasure. And you still have the nerve to parade this around and make a fool of yourself?"
As he spoke, he flicked the whisk in his hand. A still aura surged forth, transforming into a fresh breeze that swept over her. The Five-Lotus Saintess, whose face had shown a trace of anger, pressed lightly with her feet. The lotus beneath her bloomed even more brilliantly. Its petals opened and closed, releasing greater quantities of pink aura. In the wind, it was like gauze fixed