67: Chapter 67 Long Jiao Nan, stop pretending, I've known you're a great beauty for a long time.

"Presumptuous!"

Before Ye Xiu could even speak, Hong Xiao, who had been following beside him, was the first to explode.

She was the Garuda Witch, and her temper was naturally explosive; after acknowledging Ye Xiu as her master, protecting him had become her top priority.

This sissy in front of them actually dared to call her master a Pretty boy?

"Boom!"

Hong Xiao gave a delicate shout, and the black wings behind her snapped open, her originally charming face instantly covered in Evil Qi.

"Where did this androgynous monster come from! How dare you be disrespectful to my master!"

"Die for me!"

Hong Xiao's figure flashed, turning directly into a black and red afterimage as she charged toward those two Flood Dragons.

Her hands formed claws, and her fingertips burned with Hell Poison Fire from the depths of The Great Ruins as she clawed fiercely at the dragons' vital spots.

"Hmm? A Demon Race from The Great Ruins?"

A flicker of surprise flashed in Long Jiaonan's eyes, but she did not panic.

"He" formed hand seals, chanting under "his" breath:

"Twin Dragons Playing with a Pearl, Strangle!"

The two Flood Dragons seemed to receive a command, and their previously dull eyes instantly became agile and ferocious.

Their bodies twisted, unexpectedly forming a strange Formation in the air.

One breathed fire, the other breathed water, and the water and fire merged.

Transforming into a terrifying spiral of energy, it met Hong Xiao's attack.

Bang—!!!

Air waves rolled, and the trees on both sides of the official road were instantly snapped in half.

Although Hong Xiao was a Great Heavenly Demon at the Seven-Star Realm level, Long Jiaonan's beast-taming arts were clearly no small matter.

Furthermore, this was Yankang, and Hong Xiao was suppressed by the world's rules, leaving her momentarily locked in a fierce struggle with those two beasts.

"A bit interesting."

Ye Xiu sat on his horse, not in a hurry to intervene.

While drinking wine, he activated his Yin and Yang Dharma Eye that could see through all illusions, sizing up this "Long Jiaonan" from head to toe.

With one look, Ye Xiu almost spat out the wine in his mouth.

"That... Young Master Long, was it?"

Ye Xiu suddenly spoke, his tone carrying a hint of peculiar laughter:

"I say, does your Dragon Control Sect have some kind of special hobby?"

"Clearly a delicate young lady, yet you insist on binding your chest, wearing men's clothes, and even taking a name with the character for 'man' in it."

"Isn't it suffocating for you?"

Silence!

The entire scene instantly became deathly silent.

Long Jiaonan, who was controlling the Flood Dragons, suddenly stiffened.

On that originally pale and indifferent face, a sickly flush instantly surged up.

It was the madness of extreme shame, indignation, and having her secret exposed.

"You... what did you say?!"

Long Jiaonan's voice became sharp; she no longer deliberately lowered her tone, revealing a woman's high pitch.

This was the greatest pain in her heart and her biggest sore spot!

Raised as a boy by her father since childhood and indoctrinated with the idea that "women are useless," she fought desperately to prove she was stronger than men.

But now, this man she was meeting for the first time had actually seen through the truth she most wanted to hide with a single glance!

"I said, you are a woman."

Ye Xiu put away his wine gourd, leaped lightly from his horse, and walked toward Long Jiaonan step by step:

"And, a pitiful woman whose heart is filled with hatred and distortion."

"Shut up! Shut up! Shut up!"

Long Jiaonan went completely mad.

"I am a man! I am the Young Sect Leader of the Dragon Control Sect!"

"I will kill you! I will skin you and make a lantern out of your hide!"

She no longer paid attention to the two Flood Dragons and instead lunged forward herself.

Her movement technique was extremely strange, like a boneless snake, as her hands turned into sharp claws.

Carrying a green poisonous mist, she aimed straight for Ye Xiu's throat.

"Dragon Transformation Art: Poison Dragon Drill!"

Facing this strike that was enough to pierce through gold and stone.

Ye Xiu only gave a soft sigh.

"A beauty like you, why choose to be a thief... oh no, why be a pervert."

He extended his right hand, which had been tempered by Solar True Fire; it seemed slow, but was actually as fast as lightning.

"Snap!"

When Long Jiaonan's poisonous claws were only an inch from his throat, Ye Xiu's palm accurately clamped onto her wrist.

Pure Yang Power erupted!

"Ah—!"

Long Jiaonan let out a scream; the poison gas she was so proud of was like snow meeting a hot iron in the face of the Solar True Fire, melting away instantly.

Ye Xiu used the momentum to pull her directly into his embrace, while his other hand unceremoniously struck a palm against her flat, bound chest.

"It's over."

Ye Xiu was just about to capture her.

Suddenly, the "Long Jiaonan" in his arms went limp.

She was like a slippery loach that couldn't be caught.

Instantly, she became incredibly slick.

Then, accompanied by a soft tearing sound.

Ye Xiu felt the texture in his hands change.

That layer of tightly wrapped men's clothing, along with a strange layer of snake skin.

Unexpectedly slipped off in his hands in an instant!

"Hmm? A Snake Molt?"

Ye Xiu's hands were empty.

He only caught a complete snake skin disguise.

While the real Long Jiaonan, using that slick force.

Had already appeared over thirty meters away.

When Ye Xiu looked closely.

His originally casual gaze instantly froze.

Then, a burst of stunned light erupted in his eyes.

"Hiss—!"

The previously frantic "elegant Young Master" was nowhere to be seen.

In "his" place.

Was a great beauty enough to make heaven and earth lose their color and enchant all living beings!

She had just shed her "snake skin" disguise.

At this moment, her entire body radiated a moistness and charm as if she had just stepped out of a bath.

Her figure, which had been bound flat by the chest bindings.

Was now completely released.

Revealing breathtaking curves.

Most striking was her waist, which seemed too slender for even a gentle grasp.

As she moved, it was like a boneless spirit snake.

Exuding an flirtatious charm that seemed to suck a man's soul right out of him.

This was a true "water snake waist"!

What was even more lethal.

Perhaps because the molting was too hurried.

Long Jiaonan was now covered in a peach-colored transparent palace dress manifested from Spiritual Qi.

That gauze clothing, thin as a cicada's wing, could barely cover anything.

Instead, it cast a hazy pink glow under the sunlight.

Making her snow-white, delicate skin appear partially visible.

Long legs.

Perky, rounded buttocks.

They were all fully revealed under that layer of peach gauze.

Beautiful!

Demonic!

Enchanting!

It was like a poisonous Bamboo Pit Viper.

Suddenly turning into a snake beauty that made one wish to die in her arms.

"Tsk tsk tsk..."

Ye Xiu threw away the snake skin in his hand.

His gaze swept unabashedly over that perfect body.

Finally, it stopped on her exquisite face, which was now so red it looked like it might bleed:

"Young Master Long... oh no, Miss Long."

"I take back what I said earlier."

"You're not a pervert; you are truly... top-grade."

"So this 'Dragon-Snake Molting Technique' not only saves lives."

"But also has such 'beautifying' and 'outfit-changing' effects?"

"If you had dressed like this earlier, this Prince Consort would have definitely been gentler."

"You... you're shameless!"

Long Jiaonan was dying of shame and indignation.

She wrapped her arms around her chest, trying to block the exposed scenery.

But that peach palace dress was simply too transparent.

This kind of covering instead added a few more hints of seductive resistance.

Her originally gloomy eyes.

Were now covered in a layer of mist due to her shame.

She actually looked pitiful.

Where was there any trace of an assassin left?

"Ye Xiu!"

"Today's grudge of my defilement, I, Long Jiaonan, shall remember it!"

"Just you wait! Sooner or later, I will gouge out your eyes!"

Long Jiaonan did not dare to stay any longer.

If she were seen like this by others, where would the dignity of the Dragon Control Sect be?

She could only glare at Ye Xiu with venomous resentment.

She kicked up a gust of fragrant wind and fled into the dense forest in a panic.

"Don't go, Miss Long, let's chat a bit more!"

Facing such a beauty, how could Ye Xiu let her go?

He gave a look to the little witch and Xian Qinger behind him, letting the two girls stay behind to protect Qin Mu.

Ye Xiu then followed her all the way.

But after passing through the woods, he reached another official road.

Not only was there no sign of that snake beauty.

He instead ran into a squad of fully armed soldiers.

"Bold thief, you dare to crash into us? Do you want to die?"

Seeing Ye Xiu's heavy Killing Intent, the soldiers in front all drew their blades.

However, just when things were at a breaking point.

A mature, authoritative woman's voice came from behind.

"All of you, stop!"

As soon as she spoke, the carriage suddenly stopped.

Then, a valiant and heroic female general was seen stepping down from the carriage.

That figure, that beauty, and that heroic spirit.

Were simply not something that snake beauty from before could compare to.

As a person who had undergone Transmigration, Ye Xiu recognized this female general at a single glance.

It was actually Yu Yuan Chuyu!