"S-sir, what do you mean?"
Yun Yun's gaze darted away, and she dared not meet Chu Zhou's eyes.
Chu Zhou: ?
What the hell are you blushing for?
The Gate of Life and Death housed the inheritance Yun Potian had left behind.
His sword intent could indeed open the Spatial Portal, but forcing his way inside would be suicide.
Giving sword intent tangible form was the prerequisite for opening the gateway, but passing safely through the Spatial Passage required being an heir of the Misty Cloud Sect.
What qualified someone as an heir of the Misty Cloud Sect?
Naturally, they had to cultivate the cultivation method passed down through generations of sect masters, possess Dou Qi connected to Yun Potian's inheritance, and wield Extreme Wind sword intent.
"What do you think I mean?"
Watching this elegant, distinguished woman reveal such girlish bashfulness, Chu Zhou suddenly felt a playful urge.
"I-I'm not that kind of woman." Yun Yun instinctively tried to pull her hand back, only to discover that Chu Zhou's grip was as firm as an iron vise, yet did not hurt her.
"Do you think I'm that kind of man?" Chu Zhou lowered his eyes and asked with a faint smile.
"It's not what I think, it's... it's..." Yun Yun looked at her hand.
Her implication was clear: his own behavior was improper.
"If I wanted to do something to you, could you resist?" Chu Zhou leaned close to Yun Yun's ear and murmured.
Yun Yun's eyelashes trembled, and her voice shook slightly. "I-I couldn't resist, nor would I dare."
"As long as you keep your promise, sir, you may do whatever you wish with me. But the Gate of Life and Death is a sacred inheritance site of our Misty Cloud Sect. Please conduct yourself with dignity and