Yun Huanling had always thought that the righteous cultivators of the cultivation world were, after all, rather conservative.
So he probably never would have imagined, even in his wildest nightmares, that there might come a day when someone tried to force herself on him.
At that moment, he was clinging to the last shreds of his lucidity as he faced the two female cultivators before him.
To the two women, his expression looked perfectly normal. Only he knew how agonizing it was to keep himself under control.
"Which sect are you from? Get out. Right now, this instant, or don't blame me for showing no mercy!"
The Senior Sister's pupils contracted slightly for an instant. She was beginning to lose her nerve.
"Junior Sister, if this won't work, let's just leave."
"Leave? Where would we go? Do you think we can really turn back after taking things this far?" Shu Man smiled carelessly, clearly paying Yun Huanling little heed.
"Besides, do you really think he has any strength left to drive us out?"
"What do you mean?"
Shu Man swept a cold glance over her. "Don't be stupid. If he could still use his spiritual qi, he would have sent us flying with a single palm strike the moment we came in. Why would he waste so many words on us?"
Yun Huanling sneered. "You're clever, aren't you? But so what? Do you really think that making something happen here will let you climb above your station? Stop dreaming! Someone like you isn't even fit to carry the shoes of a Laborer Disciple of the Heavenly Secret Sect!"
Shu Man's entire face twisted at those words. She knew Yun Huanling was deliberately trying to provoke her, but she was furious all the same!
"You so-called Personal Disciples of the great