11: Sir, I am Yu'er, I am here to greet you

Thump, thump, thump!

Qin Jiang moved like lightning, retreating ten zhang in the span of a breath, simultaneously drawing the Blackwater from his waist and gripping it in his hand. The blade gleamed with a cold light, and the surrounding air seemed to drop a few degrees.

A thin mist permeated the air, and faint, ethereal giggles sounded like the most enchanting women in the world dancing lightly.

A faint, sweet fragrance wafted over, and his vision suddenly blurred. A dizzying sensation surged from the back of his neck into his mind.

When he opened his eyes again, the surrounding mist was almost gone, and the dim sky had become much brighter.

He looked at his hand; the Blackwater was still tightly gripped, but he cautiously looked around.

"Young Master, your servant, Yuer, greets you."

A soft, alluring female voice rang out, and a figure in a pink dress gracefully approached from the front, her waist swaying gently, so slender it seemed one could not grasp it.

Qin Jiang gazed intently, his eyes filled with astonishment. In this life and his previous one, he had never seen such a beautiful woman.

Willow-leaf eyebrows, a swan-like neck, slightly raised dark hair revealing half a shoulder, eyes that flowed with charm, and a delicate face like white jade cream.

With a charming smile and beautiful, sparkling eyes, this was truly what was meant by breathtaking beauty.

"Lady, if there is nothing, may I please leave?" he asked softly.

"Young Master~ You just arrived, why do you want to leave already?"

Another voice rang out, equally melodious, but with a fiery, seductive charm.

A woman in a red dress appeared from behind Yuer; her crimson dress reflected her personality.

"Your servant, Xianer, greets Young Master. Young Master is so handsome; he truly makes my heart pound~"

Qin Jiang subtly retreated, maintaining his distance from the two women. The red-dressed woman who appeared later was no less beautiful than Yuer, but she was more aggressive.

"Ladies, I did not intend to disturb either of you. Please allow me to leave."

"Hehehe, Young Master truly doesn't want to be with me..."

Xianer looked at Qin Jiang, reaching down to lift her skirt, revealing a smooth calf.

"Even if Young Master wants us to serve him together, that's fine too~"

As she spoke, her eyes curved slightly, full of temptation.

Qin Jiang took another half-step back, his body blocked by a locust tree that had appeared at some point.

He looked at the two women in front of him. This scene, any man would likely be unable to resist.

It was no wonder that he had fallen into the trap, even knowing they were Essence Spirits.

He took out a few peeled garlic cloves from his embrace, squeezed out the juice, and rubbed it on his face. The pungent smell sobered him up a little.

Xianer's eyes across from him flickered, and she took light, graceful steps towards Qin Jiang, her movements alluring and charming.

Qin Jiang cautiously watched Xianer approach, gripping the Blackwater saber tightly in his hand.

"Young Master, there's no need to be nervous. My sister and I simply wish to enjoy the pleasures of the flesh with you, so what is there to worry about?"

Xianer came closer, and a faint, sweet fragrance entered his nostrils. Qin Jiang's blood flow quickened.

Puff~

A silver flash, and the Blackwater saber plunged into Xianer's heart, warm blood splattering.

Xianer lowered her head, looking at the blade in her chest, her lips curving slightly. "Young Master, you truly are decisive~ It's such a pity I can't spend the night with you~"

Swoosh—!

The blade sliced from her chest to her throat, and Xianer died instantly.

Looking forward again, Yuer's figure had also disappeared.

Crack, crack, crack! Bang!

A sound like shattering glass echoed, and the surrounding scenery fragmented and then dissipated. Everything vanished, and the sky once again grew dim.

Qin Jiang slowly opened his eyes, his fingertips gently caressing the blade, then his body suddenly lunged towards the two humanoid Fox spirits opposite him.

Seeing that Qin Jiang hadn't been lost in the illusion, the two Fox spirits showed no emotional fluctuation. They crouched and leaped, one from the left and one from the right, rushing towards Qin Jiang.

Clang, clang, clang!!

Blades and sharp claws clashed, sparking and producing metallic ringing sounds.

Three figures moved swiftly through the forest, Qin Jiang barely holding his own by using the complex, intertwined tree trunks.

Although the attack power of these two beasts wasn't strong, their speed was too fast!

It was fortunate they hadn't attacked while he was caught in the illusion, or he would have been dead already!

The crisis of death pursued him, making his heart pound rapidly, the sound of blood flowing through his veins clearly audible in his ears.

Surging internal Qi poured into his arm, his muscles instantly bulging, veins popping out like climbing earthworms!

Hiss!

In an instant, a white light flared, illuminating the dense forest for a moment.

The Blackwater blade sliced through the air, making a sound like tearing silk, and viciously slashed horizontally towards one of the Fox spirits!

Clang!

The sound of metal clashing rang out. The Fox spirit crossed its claws in front of its body, raising them high. The sharp claws were cut almost halfway through, barely blocking the strike.

The next moment, before it could react, it felt its arms lighten. The blade that had struck its claws had already been withdrawn by Qin Jiang.

Tiger Form! Fierce Tiger Descends the Mountain!

Qin Jiang stomped on a tree trunk, simultaneously dropping his body and delivering a powerful cleaving strike.

The air around him violently vibrated, emitting a roar like a tiger.

Swoosh! Swoosh!

Two sounds of flesh being torn rang out almost simultaneously. Qin Jiang stomped on the Fox spirit's shoulder, using the momentum to retreat.

Drip! Drop!

Blood dripped. He glanced at his wounded forearm, three deep, bone-revealing claw marks bleeding profusely.

Without hesitation, he immediately pulled out a Cloud-Patterned Fruit from his embrace.

At this point, he couldn't worry about selling it for money. He squeezed out the juice with two fingers and applied it to the claw marks.

Instantly, a warm current of Qi circulated around the wound, and the claw marks scabbed over at a visible speed.

Although not fully recovered, at least he felt no pain.

Opposite him, the two Fox spirits stood one in front of the other. The one behind had lost a claw, its fur stained with blood, which meant it had lost half of its threat.

But even so, Qin Jiang was also injured, while the other Fox spirit was still in peak condition.

Especially since Qin Jiang had just noticed that these two Fox spirits seemed to have no sense of pain!

No matter what, a faint smile always lingered on their lips, making him feel a little eerie.

"Giggle, giggle, giggle~"

Seductive laughter echoed through the forest. The intact Fox spirit opposite him slowly advanced, its posture enchanting.

Whoosh!

The white-furred Fox spirit's speed suddenly increased, reaching Qin Jiang in an instant.

It swung its right arm, its claw blades slicing through the air, emitting a faint pink glow.

Clang—!

Qin Jiang raised his saber to block at his shoulder. The immense force made his body jolt, and during the struggle, he knelt on one knee, barely fending off the claw.

This beast's strength had increased!

He knew that at this moment, he had no advantage against this Fox spirit.

As he pondered how to break the stalemate, a white shadow suddenly appeared before his eyes—it was a Fox spirit!

A huge fox leg rapidly grew larger in front of him. In a flash, his elbow pressed down at extreme speed!

Bear Form! Bear Bows to the Mountain!

Bang!

His elbow collided with the Fox spirit's lower leg, and the immense force sent him flying, crashing heavily into a tree trunk.

Puff!

A mouthful of blood spurted out, splattering onto the weeds on the ground.

Whoosh—!

Before he could react, the two Fox spirits arrived one after another, simultaneously kicking him!

Two white-furred fox legs rapidly enlarged before his eyes. In a flash, Qin Jiang pushed off with his legs, rolling forward violently, and at the same time, thrust out his saber, plunging it into the abdomen of the Fox spirit that had already lost a claw.

The blade, propelled by momentum, moved diagonally upwards from the abdomen, directly piercing its heart.

Swoosh!

Using the forward momentum, he pulled out the blade, bringing with it a string of black blood beads that splattered on the ground, corroding the grass and emitting black smoke.

This was the heart blood of this Fox spirit.

Boom—! Crack, crack, crack~

The black locust tree was kicked down by the Fox spirit, slowly crashing to the ground.

Qin Jiang stood still, looking at the Blackwater in his hand. It was stained with black blood but showed no change whatsoever.

If not for this Blackwater, he probably wouldn't have been able to harm these two Fox spirits.

Too strong! These two guys were definitely existences comparable to true Martial Artists!