344: Wuzhen's Battle

The defensive Formation above the city suddenly vanished, and several figures from the Du Xin Domain floated in mid-air, filled with Battle Intent.

"Hehe, it's finally Old Pig's turn to stretch my muscles! I've only been eating and not training lately, I'm almost getting fat!"

Pigsy gripped his Nine-toothed Rake and said to Ksitigarbha, "Bodhisattva, leave that big crocodile over there to me... oh, and that guy who looks like a goose... you guys can split the rest!"

Ksitigarbha chuckled and said, "Marshal Tianpeng, please feel free... Hmm, everyone go find your own opponents; it is time to train the troops!"

The few from the Du Xin Domain bowed in acknowledgment, then scattered and flew toward the outside of the city.

In truth, Wu Zhen had not fought in a long time. After all, as a famous goddess in the mythology of Greece, Aphrodite was never known for combat.

However, this did not mean she did not know how to fight.

On the contrary, because she had been in contact with all levels of the God Race of Greece, she had learned the most diverse skills. After all, as a goddess in a place like Mount Olympus, one needed to learn many skills to protect oneself.

She had even asked Athena, the Goddess of War and Wisdom, for combat techniques. Although she was not taught much of the real deal, she still understood basic combat skills.

Combining her own characteristics with the Buddha Dharma and Buddhist techniques she had learned recently while following Tang Ku and a group of Buddhist experts, she had summarized a set of combat methods exclusive to herself.

However, having been peaceful for so long, there was simply no opportunity for practice. Even in daily life, no one in the Du Xin Domain was willing to spar with a woman like her, as if they were afraid of hurting her.

Now that a great army was pressing on the border, and the enemy was a group of demons and monsters, she finally had a place to put her skills to use.

Flying out from the northwest corner of the city wall, she confronted a giant fox that was fully over ten meters long.

The fox's eyes were filled with fierce light, but it soon calmed down, its body rapidly shrinking, and it slowly transformed into a young man wearing a mink coat, with a handsome face that carried a hint of wickedness.

This guy looked at Wu Zhen for a moment, his eyes lighting up. He floated over, waving a folding fan, and said to Wu Zhen, "Hey, little nun, where are you going?"

Wu Zhen stopped and narrowed her eyes, saying, "Is the Benefactor one of the main forces besieging the city this time?"

"Indeed, what I guard is the Falling Soul Formation within the Ten Absolute Formation. Unfortunately, the Formation has already been destroyed; otherwise, I would definitely take you to see it!"

The fox, with his single eyebrows and narrow eyes, scanned Wu Zhen up and down, causing Wu Zhen to shudder involuntarily, instantly breaking out in goosebumps.

Wu Zhen shivered and stammered, "Who... who wants to go see it with you... You... you and I are enemies, not friends. I came here today under the orders of my master to subdue you, monster..."

Swish! A slender sword, one and a half fingers wide, was suddenly drawn from her waist, pointing at the fox demon, "You monster, take this!"

Swish, swish, swish... With a flick of her wrist, she instantly thrust three sword flowers toward the opponent.

The fox laughed loudly, his figure flashing as he appeared beside Wu Zhen, sniffing her neck, and whispered with a smile, "Such a fragrant little nun..."

Wu Zhen's face reddened, and she turned around to slash with her sword. The fox retreated instantly; sword light flashed in the air, but it could not touch him at all.

"Hehe, you little nun are truly rude; I am complimenting you! Hehe, stop fighting, stop fighting, I don't want to hurt you at all... I have never enjoyed such exotic charm as yours before. Why don't you come back to the mountains with me and be my concubine?"

Hearing his frivolous words, Wu Zhen became angry. She spat with a cold face, "Pah! They say that fox spirits, regardless of gender, are mostly shameless. Today, I've truly seen it!"

"Hey, little nun, that's where you're wrong. Everyone has a heart that appreciates beauty; how can you call it shameless!" The fox demon laughed, "Listen to me, don't hang around with those monks and nuns. Green lamps and ancient Buddhas, with bland meals three times a day—that is a life of loneliness. Be obedient, be good, and follow this Young Master. I will definitely ensure that you... are never lonely in this life! Hehehe... hehehehe..."

Along with a burst of sinister laughter, the fox demon's voice produced a strange melody, making Wu Zhen feel a bit drowsy. She felt in her heart, why was this handsome Young Master before her so good-looking? She now wished she could hold him to her heart and engage in intimate acts...

The fox demon chuckled lewdly, "It's working, it's working... This little nun has a weak will and has been controlled by my 'Heart-Bewitching Knot'. In just a moment, she will be the Cauldron for me to Cultivate..."

No sooner had he finished speaking than the little nun fell into his arms, her eyes unfocused and her cheeks flushed—a truly alluring scene.

The fox demon laughed triumphantly, but unexpectedly, a voice slipped into his ears...

"Young Master... am I pretty?"

The fox demon's heart trembled violently. He looked down and saw that the beauty in his arms had changed her attire. Her monk's robe had already turned into a palace dress common in the Tang Dynasty. Her hair swept past, bringing waves of fragrance that almost caused him to lose his Divine Soul.

"What a stunningly beautiful exotic woman... Hehe, this Young Master is truly blessed..."

Although he felt something was wrong, this fox Young Master still blurted out these words.

Watching the beautiful woman before him constantly flirting with him, making his heart itch, and almost stripping away his last bit of reason, he wished he could pin this woman down right now and engage in the rites of Duke Zhou...

"No... no... this is a charm technique... I... I've been hit, I actually... got hit? When?"

After all, the fox Young Master had extraordinary magic power; otherwise, the Bei Mang Mountain Ghost King would not have chosen him as a guardian of the Formation. When he felt something was wrong, he bit the tip of his tongue hard. In the midst of the pain, he suddenly sobered up, only to see the little nun standing a few meters away from him with a look of disdain on her face. She sneered, "With your level of Dao, you dare to play this in front of me? Hehe, charm techniques like this are all things I played with long ago... Also, what did you say? Green lamps and ancient Buddhas, with bland meals three times a day? Stop kidding. Have you ever eaten hot pot? Have you ever eaten stir-fried dishes? Have you ever had Dongpo pork and big pork knuckles? Have you ever had grilled lamb skewers? Have you ever drunk 52-degree Moutai sauce-flavored liquor? Hehe, with your ignorant attitude, you think you're worthy of winning my heart? Keep dreaming!"

The fox Young Master tilted his head, his head full of question marks, "How is the food for monastics so good now? And what are those things like hot pot she mentioned? Hmm, wait... was my mind controlled by her again without me knowing? This... this woman has such powerful methods!"

The fox retreated with a vigilant face, but unexpectedly, a chill suddenly came from behind him. A slender sword brushed past his cheek, drawing a streak of blood.

"Hehe, for an opponent like you, I've seen plenty of them before..."

Another little nun stood behind him. The fox flipped to avoid a fatal blow, frowning as he stared blankly at the two little nuns.