Bixin's snake pupils suddenly widened, and the green light patterns trembled violently a few times before abruptly vanishing like bubbles pricked by a needle.
The seductive smile on her face instantly froze at the corners of her lips.
Her entire body seemed to have been drained of all strength, leaving her limply collapsed on the ground.
Her heart was filled with both disbelief and self-doubt.
After all, her art of seduction had never failed since the day she came of age. Countless humans had willingly bowed before her, and countless cultivators had obeyed her every word.
Yet this man before her had not even batted an eyelid from beginning to end.
"You... you..."
Bixin's voice no longer carried that soft, bone-meltingly seductive tone. It had returned to a shrill, piercing hiss.
To put it bluntly, her defenses had been shattered!
At that moment, Xu Changqing's right hand moved slightly within his sleeve, and a thread of incomparably fine Creation Force seeped from his fingertips.
Immediately afterward, the Creation Force silently slipped into one of Bixin's wounds, then traveled along her flesh and blood to the deepest part of her body, where it lay dormant.
From beginning to end, not a trace of its aura leaked out.
After finishing all this, Xu Changqing's expression remained unchanged as he transmitted his voice to his mount, Kong Ling. "When you fight her later, find an opportunity to let her go."
Kong Ling had been shaking his tail feathers. Hearing this, he froze for a moment, then a glint flashed through his eyes.
He had followed Xu Changqing for some time, and his mind turned faster than anyone's.
He immediately understood. His master was planning to cast a long line to catch a big fish.
Bixin, in the end, was merely a pawn pushed