Song Wen stared at the fullness beneath the plain white undergarment, but his eyes were filled with vigilance.
"Fellow Daoist Xuan Li, what do you mean by this?"
"Ghost Fox's illusion technique."
Xuan Li lowered her brows and continued unfastening her undergarment without concern.
"Within the illusion, I saw certain scenes. Perhaps it was because you used the God-Slaying Art to save me—your figure appeared in the illusion..."
At this point, Xuan Li raised her eyes and looked intently at Song Wen, though a blush had already spread across her face.
"I wish to experience it for myself. I hope... Fellow Daoist will grant my wish. Rest assured, after this, I will never pester you. Nor need Fellow Daoist treat me differently because of this. Once it is over, we can simply pretend nothing ever happened."
Xuan Li spoke very slowly. By the time she finished, only a close-fitting undergarment remained on her upper body.
"Fellow Daoist, wait." Song Wen hurriedly spoke up, stopping Xuan Li from continuing to undress. "The union of man and woman is something for Dao companions. You and I met only by chance. This is... truly improper."
"We cultivators should act as we please. If the heart is moved, that is reason enough—why cling to worldly conventions? Besides, the immortal path stretches endlessly ahead, full of dangers and obstacles. If one can find a moment of pleasure to soothe body and mind, it can only benefit cultivation. Fellow Daoist resists so strongly—could it be that you find my appearance unappealing?" Xuan Li said.
Song Wen was dumbfounded, unable to think of a reply for a moment.
With Xuan Li's looks, how could he possibly find her unappealing?
As far as he knew, Xuan Li had always favored women and kept men at a distance. She