"Senior Sister Ruan, you were absolutely incredible!
That scoundrel couldn't even withstand a single thrust from you and went straight to the Yellow Springs! You truly showed that women yield nothing to men!
You're definitely a role model for all us female cultivators!"
Su He spoke with adoration written all over her face. Her delicate hands were anything but well-behaved: as she helped Ruan Yaying remove her armor, they kept wandering over her body.
Her big, darting eyes roamed everywhere too, as though she were utterly fascinated by Ruan Yaying's body.
"Hahaha..."
Ruan Yaying shook with laughter like a flowering branch in the breeze at Su He's praise, completely unaware that her snow-white underclothes were already covered in little handprints. She even declared smugly,
"Of course! That scoundrel shouted a good game, but he was all bluster and hollow inside.
Nothing but a silver spear with a wax tip-pretty to look at, useless in a fight. A strutting clown who couldn't take a single blow!"
Confidence and pride filled Ruan Yaying's face. Clearly, she was extremely pleased with her performance just now.
Su He's flattery had her floating on air as well. After all, who didn't enjoy hearing nice things?
"Exactly, exactly,"
Su He hastily agreed.
"He should've thought about who he was facing! Senior Sister Ruan, having you deal with him personally was practically a reward!"
The two of them had just fought a small-scale battle and had only now stopped for a brief rest.
The battle had begun because several groups were bullying some rogue cultivators, trying to seize all their fortuitous opportunities for themselves. They had not spared the pretty women among those rogue cultivators either.
Passing by and witnessing this, the women had naturally bristled with fury. The Golden Spear and Iron Horse Sect had