204: Chapter 203 Killing you would dirty my hands.

With a wave of Xia Jin's hand, the Storage Pouch landed steadily in his palm.

As his Divine Sense swept through it casually, a look of surprise suddenly crossed his face.

"Hmm? I didn't expect this Yin Qianji to have hidden away so many good things! It seems that sitting in the fourth position among the Heaven-Class Disciples really does grant one quite a lot of resources."

Although these items didn't hold much value for him now, they were still rare treasures for the likes of Leng Yuexi and Su Xuanji, who were only in the Land Immortal Realm.

In particular, there were several types of Medicinal Pills inside that could help them break through to the next realm.

Xia Jin nodded in satisfaction and put away the Storage Pouch. When he looked at Mu Pinger, a hint of a smile appeared on his face.

"Not bad. I like this gift very much."

Mu Pinger felt a surge of joy and was about to say something when she saw Xia Jin suddenly stand up and walk toward her step by step.

Her heart rate suddenly accelerated. Could it be that this lord before her also took a fancy to her beauty?

However, as it turned out, she was overthinking it.

Xia Jin walked up to her, reached out to pinch her peach-blossom-delicate chin, and gently lifted it, forcing her to meet his gaze.

Mu Pinger's eyes were somewhat flustered, but more than that, they held a sense of expectation.

However, Xia Jin's next words left her stunned.

"Remember, you don't need to sell your Physical Body here with me."

"As long as you can prove your worth and demonstrate your ability, what you receive will far exceed your expectations! But if you think you can gain anything from me based on a bit of beauty alone..."

Xia Jin paused, a faint trace of mockery appearing on his face. "Then you had better give up on that idea as soon as possible."

Mu Pinger's eyes trembled violently.

Since she had stepped onto the path of cultivation, no one had ever said such words to her.

No need to sell her body?

Every person she had encountered, whether before entering this temple or after becoming Yin Qianji's follower, looked at her with undisguised greed. They were all after her beauty, after this voluptuous and enticing body of hers.

She had thought that this was her value.

She had thought this was her only capital to survive in this world where the strong preyed on the weak.

But this man before her...

Mu Pinger stared blankly at Xia Jin, momentarily at a loss for words.

At that moment, a white outer robe gently fell over her.

At some point, Xia Jin had picked up the robe she had taken off and draped it over her shoulders, completely covering the glimpses of skin.

"Put it on."

He spoke indifferently, then turned and walked toward the exit of the hall.

Mu Pinger stood there in a daze, watching the receding figure, her eyes still filled with disbelief.

As he was about to walk out of the hall, Xia Jin stopped his pace.

"You are quite good. That fall just now almost made my heart stir."

"Unfortunately, I already have women."

With that, his figure completely disappeared outside the hall doors.

Mu Pinger stood in place, not moving for a long time.

After a long while, she suddenly smiled.

That smile was not the calculated, flirtatious one from before, but a relaxed smile that came from the heart.

She looked down at her right wrist.

There was a small, bright red mark there.

A Virginity Seal.

Everyone thought Mu Pinger was a loose woman; everyone thought she had long since been with countless men.

But who among them knew that it was all just a disguise?

She needed to protect herself, needed to survive in this world. Those flirtatious glances, those temptations, and that posture of feigned resistance were all merely her weapons.

Not a single person had actually been able to touch her.

Mu Pinger gently stroked the Virginity Seal, a complex light flashing in her eyes.

Likely no one besides herself knew that a trace of the ancient Siren Bloodline flowed within her body.

And the Legacy she had awakened after entering the Tongshen Realm was the art of illusion.

Unlike Xing Ruoliu's ability to manipulate illusions to deceive the eyes and five senses, her Illusion Art acted directly upon the Divine Soul!

Those men who thought they had taken advantage of her were merely entangled with a mass of air within the dreams she wove.

Mu Pinger pulled her thoughts back, tightened the robe on her shoulders, and turned to walk out of the hall.

Outside the hall, Yin Shixuan was still standing guard.

Seeing Mu Pinger come out, he subconsciously sized her up.

Then, he froze.

This woman... why did she feel a bit different?

It was still the same face and the same person, but her entire temperament seemed to have changed.

The calculated flirtatiousness from before was now completely gone. In its place was a crisp, refreshing feeling, and even... a bit of purity?

Mu Pinger walked up to him and gave a slight nod as a greeting.

Then she passed him and walked straight away.

Yin Shixuan watched her back, his brow furrowing again.

Strange.

Too strange.

How did this Mu Pinger come out looking like a completely different person after going inside once?

...

Meanwhile, inside the palace where Xing Ruoliu resided.

On a soft couch, Xing Ruoliu leaned against the armrest, holding a white fox in her arms. She gently stroked the fox's soft fur, and in those eyes that were usually cold as frost, there was now a hint of a smile.

"As expected of the man I have my eye on; he actually turned that fourth-ranked Heaven Grade disciple, Yin Qianji, into an idiot."

Not far from her feet, Meng Xian knelt on the ground with his head bowed.

His expression was extremely unsightly.

He had gone to such trouble to find someone to act against Xia Jin, and what was the result?

That person was toyed with by the newcomer like a stray dog and was ultimately turned into an idiot!

Meng Xian cursed incessantly in his heart. Ranked fourth? A human-shaped Vicious Beast? He was simply trash! A massive piece of trash!

Had he known this would happen, he never would have sought him out in the first place!

"Meng Xian."

Suddenly, Xing Ruoliu's voice came from above.

The voice wasn't loud—it could even be called calm—but to Meng Xian's ears, it felt like a wave of coldness washing over his entire body.

His body trembled violently. "Your... Your subordinate is here."

"I have a question for you."

Xing Ruoliu's hand continued to stroke the white fox, but her icy gaze fell upon Meng Xian.

"Yesterday, did you secretly leave this place and pay a visit to Yin Qianji's side?"

Meng Xian's face changed drastically!

"It seems I was right. Why, does today's result seem to have disappointed you?"

Xing Ruoliu's voice remained calm, but an invisible pressure had already enveloped the entire hall.

Meng Xian couldn't stop shaking, and cold sweat poured down his forehead.

"My Lady! This subordinate was wrong! I beg My Lady for mercy! I beg My Lady for mercy!"

"This subordinate was just momentarily confused! Just momentarily confused! I beg My Lady to show mercy this once for the sake of my years of dedicated service!"

Xing Ruoliu watched him quietly, her eyes devoid of any emotion.

"Momentarily confused?"

"You ungrateful wretch, trying to secretly collude with Yin Qianji to spy on me? You've followed me for so long; you should know my rules."

She slowly raised her hand.

"My..."

Meng Xian opened his mouth, wanting to plead for mercy, but he didn't even have time to say a second word.

Thud!

Xing Ruoliu's palm had already landed on him.

Meng Xian's body stiffened, the light instantly vanished from his eyes, and he fell straight backward.

His breath was gone.

Xing Ruoliu withdrew her hand and glanced at her palm, a trace of disgust flashing in her eyes.

"Killing you would only soil my hands."

She gave a casual wave.

The old peach tree outside the window seemed to come to life; several thick branches quickly extended inward, wrapped around Meng Xian's corpse, and unceremoniously flung it out of the hall.

The corpse flew far away, landing in some unknown corner.

Xing Ruoliu continued to stroke the white fox in her arms, though it was unclear what she was thinking.

"Yin Qianji has been dealt with. Next... I wonder if the third-ranked Fan Wujiu can cause a bit of trouble for you?"

"It really is something to look forward to."