While Fang Qianyuan and Lin Zaixing were talking, Ye'e Mannali had already sidled over, pressing almost her entire warm, soft body against Fang Qianyuan. In a seductive voice, she said, "Young Master Fang, won't you be generous and spare my tribe? I'm willing to give myself to you. You can do whatever you like with me."
The veins on Lin Zaixing's forehead bulged, and he snarled through gritted teeth, "Shameless!"
Fang Qianyuan, however, regarded her with amusement. "Oh?"
Ye'e Mannali looked at him, a strange spiritual gleam flickering in her eyes.
As their gazes met, each one's figure appeared in the other's mind, reflected from the physical world into the realm of the spirit.
What appeared before Fang Qianyuan was the hazy figure of a beautiful woman, as though shrouded in swirling immortal mist.
As he gazed at her, the beauty revealed her true form. She was now clad in an incomparably magnificent gown, its long sleeves trailing like white clouds, floating upward for dozens of yards as though she were an immortal taking flight.
Yet the gown seemed empty within, its attempt at concealment only making the glimpses of her snow-white body all the more conspicuous.
She stepped lightly, as though walking toward him across rippling water, and parted her crimson lips to ask tenderly, "Young Master Fang, am I beautiful?"
"Do you... love me?"
But in the blink of an eye, Fang Qianyuan's figure vanished. In his place stood an enormous white ape, towering like a mountain. Vast waves of power surged from it without end, forming a violent storm that swept in every direction.
"Trying to throw my Dao heart into turmoil? Unfortunately for you, I long ago subdued my mind ape and mind horse, and I have immortal nature protecting me as well. To think you