105: Chapter 105 Why is this woman dressed so scantily?!

"Where is this?"

As his consciousness surfaced from the boundless Chaos, he took a sharp breath of air.

Jiang Feng opened his eyes.

The pungent scent of damp soil mixed with rotting leaves rushed into his nose.

Beneath him was soft grass.

Above, a massive canopy of weirdly shaped leaves blotted out the sky, with sunlight filtering through the gaps to cast mottled shadows on the ground.

He remembered clearly that just a moment ago, he was in the backyard of the Jiang Family's new residence, holding beauties in both arms, enjoying the peace after surviving a disaster.

The warm, soft feel of the Huangfu Sisters' bodies still lingered in his arms.

How had he ended up here in the blink of an eye?

"In the end, did it still fail..."

A woman's voice suddenly echoed in his mind, carrying a natural coquettish charm, the end of her words rising slightly, making one's heart itch.

Jiang Feng shuddered and snapped upright from the ground, his sharp gaze scanning his surroundings.

Aside from ancient trees and shrubs, there was no one in sight for a hundred miles around.

"Who's there?"

"Who is speaking?!"

The woman giggled, her laughter echoing directly inside his mind.

"Little man, stop looking. This seat is currently inside your Sea of Consciousness."

"Sea of Consciousness!"

Jiang Feng's pupils dilated.

He suddenly remembered that just a split second before the boundless black clouds descended and then bizarrely receded, an incredibly fast purple phantom had bypassed all obstacles and plunged straight into the space between his brows!

The situation had been too chaotic at the time, and the sensation was so fleeting that he had dismissed it as an illusion.

Could that phantom be the Soul of some mighty expert?

Possession?

No. If it were Possession, his consciousness should have been wiped out long ago.

Taking over his Physical Body? That didn't seem like it either; he could still clearly control his limbs.

Countless thoughts flashed through Jiang Feng's mind.

"Who are you?" Jiang Feng stopped his futile search and asked in a low voice.

The other party hadn't killed him immediately, which meant he was still of use for now, or perhaps she lacked the ability to kill him.

But even if he had to die, he wanted to die with a clear understanding.

"Interesting, very interesting." The woman's voice seemed to highly appreciate Jiang Feng's composure, commenting with great interest, "Your Physical Body is an exceptional Cauldron, one in ten thousand, and your Heart-Nature is so steady. You are indeed fine material."

"You and I are now grasshoppers on the same rope, swept into this Great Dream Tide together."

"Little man, this place is exceptionally dangerous. My Divine Soul has suffered damage, so I am temporarily borrowing your Physical Body. If you can protect this seat and lead me out safely, not only can I make your Jiang Family the number one noble family in Great Yan, but I might even allow you to enter my palace as an honored guest."

"Great Dream Tide?"

Hearing this term made his heart sink. The complexity of the situation exceeded his imagination.

This woman's words were only half-true. What "honored guest"? She was clearly after his body and wanted to use him as a Cauldron!

However, the Great Dream Tide she mentioned was highly likely to be real.

But since he knew nothing about this place right now, he could only play along with her words to fish for more information.

"Great Dream Tide? What is the Great Dream Tide?" Jiang Feng continued to ask calmly. "And who exactly are you? Why did you appear in my Sea of Consciousness?"

"Your questions are too many. I cannot answer them all right now."

The woman's voice seemed somewhat impatient, tinged with a hint of lazy exhaustion.

"This seat has exhausted too much power and needs to sleep. You're on your own. If you die, it'll at least be a clean end."

"Additionally, as a friendly warning, your trouble has arrived."

As soon as she finished speaking, her voice fell completely silent. No matter how Jiang Feng called out in his mind, there was no response.

Jiang Feng frowned deeply.

This woman's background was definitely not simple, and her cultivation was unfathomable. Keeping her inside his body was, in the end, a hidden danger.

He tried to circulate the spiritual energy in his body. Although the Taiji Diagram in his Dantian was slowly spinning, it could not absorb even a shred of Spiritual Qi from the outside world!

This world actually had no Spiritual Qi!

His entire cultivation had become completely useless here.

The only thing he could rely on was this Physical Body, which had been repeatedly tempered by the System!

Just then.

"Clack, clack, clack..."

A rapid clatter of hooves approached from deep within the forest, accompanied by the crackling sound of branches and leaves being brutally snapped.

Jiang Feng flickered and hid behind a giant tree, narrowing his eyes to look in the direction of the sound.

He saw a troop of over a dozen riders galloping toward his position.

Leading them was a woman.

The moment Jiang Feng saw her clearly, his breath caught for a second.

The woman was riding on the back of a one-horned, crimson beast. Her bronze skin shimmered with a healthy glow under the sunlight, radiating a sense of power.

She wore only simple leather armor that barely covered her vital areas at the chest and below the waist. A large expanse of her firm, flat abdomen, well-defined thighs, and powerful arms were completely exposed to the air.

It was a beauty completely different from Su Wan, Lin Yueyao, and the others—wild, robust, and brimming with primal vitality.

What made Jiang Feng feel even stranger was that the dozen or so men following behind her were dressed in heavy robes, wrapped tightly from head to toe. They even wore leather gloves, leaving only their eyes exposed.

What kind of ghost place was this? Had the clothing styles of men and women been reversed?

Before he could make sense of it, the leading woman had already spotted him.

Without a word, she flicked her wrist, and a fiery red whip whipped out from her sleeve, whistling as it tore through the air and lashed straight toward Jiang Feng's face!

This lash had no spiritual energy fluctuations whatsoever.

But Jiang Feng could clearly feel the terrifying force contained within it. With the strength of his Physical Body, if he took a direct hit, his flesh would likely be ripped open!

In a flash, instead of retreating, Jiang Feng lunged forward.

He suddenly leaned out from behind the tree, his left hand shooting out with incredible speed, catching the tip of the incoming whip!

A tremendous force traveled down the whip, leaving his arm numb from the shock.

"Huh?"

The woman on horseback uttered a sound of surprise, seemingly not expecting this white-haired, fragile-looking man to catch her whip.

A cold smile played on the lips of Jiang Feng. His arm muscles bulged, and he yanked backward with force!

"Ah!"

Caught off guard, the woman let out a startled cry as she was dragged right off the beast's back, flying through the air toward Jiang Feng.

But her reflexes were incredibly fast. She did a nimble flip in midair to disperse the momentum, landing steadily on the grass in front of Jiang Feng.

Seeing this, the group of masked men behind her were instantly alarmed and reined in their mounts one after another.

"How dare you!"

One of them pointed at Jiang Feng and barked sharply, "Where did this wild man come from, to dare be so insolent to our Chilian Tribe's Young Mistress!"

The woman addressed as the Young Mistress waved her hand, silencing her noisy subordinates.

Her wild eyes locked onto Jiang Feng. Instead of anger, they were filled with excitement.

She sized Jiang Feng up and down, her gaze brimming with the thrill of looking at prey.

"An interesting man. You have great strength."

"With that white hair, you look old, but your frame is quite sturdy."

She took a step forward with her long legs, closing in on Jiang Feng as a dangerous yet alluring aura filled the air.

"Hey, old man."

She reached out a finger and provocatively poked Jiang Feng's firm chest. Feeling its astonishing hardness, the light in her eyes grew even brighter.

"My maidservant is still short of a male slave."

"I think you... will do nicely."

"Come back with me to the Chilian Tribe."