Fu Hua stood on the ground, listening to the onmyoji's words, and suddenly let out a light laugh. Though she was smiling... her eyes had turned cold.
"..."
The onmyoji could not help being captivated by the smile of the woman before him. Her smile suddenly made him understand what those Kentōshi had meant by "a single smile toppling a city."
This woman's damned smile was actually so beautiful.
He could not wait any longer!
He wanted to have her right now!
Just as he prepared to rise and grab the woman before him, she closed in on him even faster.
There were no flashy movements. Once she was close enough, she simply threw an ordinary punch at him.
Seeing Fu Hua's fair, tender fist—one he wanted to lick—the onmyoji could not help but look down on it somewhat... How much power could a hand like that possibly have? A little fist pounding his chest?
He now possessed the body of an Ironclad Zombie, indestructible as diamond!
Thus, he directly reached out to grab Fu Hua's hand. Since she had delivered herself to him, how could he possibly refuse?
Yet the next moment...
When that fair, tender fist struck him, the onmyoji exploded on the spot!
In the final moment before the explosion, only one thought remained in his mind: he had been deceived by that Central Plains secret manual. What garbage Ironclad Zombie body—he had actually been blown apart by a woman's single punch. If he got another chance, he would never cultivate this crap again.
"Wind, rise!"
Looking at the mess scattered across the sky before her, Fu Hua willed it... A gentle breeze swept past, carrying away all that debris.
"What's that?"
Fu Hua suddenly spotted a jade slip on the ground...
Curious, Fu Hua raised her