With a slight exertion of force, he tossed the treasure bead high into the air. At this moment, the Pearl of the Celestial Lake hung aloft like the moon, draping Ying Ling's graceful figure entirely in the moonlight.
Soon, another slightly illusory shadow appeared behind him. With a knife in one hand and a claw in the other, it pounced towards him.
"What kind of spell is this!?"
Thump!
Seeing the fist and claw stabbing towards him, the youth took a deep breath and, without dodging, threw a punch directly at it. The sheer wind from his punch caused Ying Ling's thin veil to flutter noisily.
"No wonder he dares to speak so arrogantly; he does have some skills."
"How is it that the Cen Family Village is no longer fiddling with those vile bugs but has begun to delve into body cultivation instead?"
"If two shadows aren't enough, how about I, the leader of this wretched woman, stoke the fire a bit more for you?"
She sneered coldly.
Women sure hold grudges.
