In the Black-Corner Region, inside a room whose exact situation even high-tier Alchemists could not detect, was the secluded cultivation site of Xiao Gate Master Xiao Yan...
Zi Yan wore a loose black robe, sitting on the bed, a pair of white, jade-like calves swinging casually back and forth. Her strength was more than a notch above Qing Lin's, and added to that, she had a Magic Beast body, her constitution far tougher than an ordinary person's. Thus, even after fighting Xiao Yan, she recovered quickly.
Of course, this was also because Xiao Yan had been in a severely weakened state this time, unable to exert even a tenth of his combat power, which let Zi Yan hold the initiative throughout. Otherwise, her situation definitely would not have been much better...
After the battle ended, the medicinal power of the Dragon Saliva Fire Spirit Grass within Zi Yan's body gradually digested, causing her body to revert to its loli form. This also brought Xiao Yan a deeper layer of trauma, because this appearance of hers constantly reminded him of being pinned down and beaten by a little demoness during the fight.
And what was worse, his precious first experience in this life had actually been taken from him in such a muddled way, in such a manner...
If Hun Dai'er found out, she would probably laugh herself rolling on the ground... Of course, the greater possibility was that this Hun Clan heiress, upon learning of it, would personally travel thousands of miles from the Hun Clan to come kill him.
Thus, after recovering, Xiao Yan secretly resolved that he must find a way to regain his footing, preferably by pressing her over his lap and giving her a fierce education. This girl truly was the type to tear the roof