CHAPTER 310: CHAPTER 208 THE QINGLIAN FAIRY IS NOT NORMAL, WEN ZHIXING, SAVE ME! [PLEASE SUBSCRIBE]

Wen Zhixing was blessed with serendipity. In his eyes, the difficulty of mastering the Fortune Divine Devil Skill had plummeted from advanced calculus to elementary arithmetic.

It seemed incredibly easy to learn.

"There’s a feeling now, not bad."

Wen Zhixing’s face lit up with pleasure. Just as he was about to enter closed-door cultivation, a noise came from the tightly shut door outside.

"Mr. Wen, Mr. Wen."

A maid within the mansion suddenly knocked on the door.

"Who is it?" Wen Zhixing frowned slightly.

The feeling of being interrupted during a critical moment of cultivation is naturally unpleasant.

But the voice was indeed sweet, and thinking about it quelled the anger that had just risen within Wen Zhixing.

Humph, not to be repeated!

"What is it?"

Wen Zhixing stood up and slowly opened the closed door.

His gaze instinctively scanned the person before him.

Hmm, not bad.

While not a peerless beauty, her appearance was nonetheless above average. Her apricot eyes were clear as water, and there was a spiritual charm between her brows, giving her a somewhat demure, pretty air.

Her green dress reminded Wen Zhixing of Qiu Yinger.

The two indeed share some resemblance.

"Mr. Wen, my young lady is looking for you."

Seeing Wen Zhixing appear, the maid outside showed a hint of timidity in her eyes and quickly bowed respectfully.

She had lived here for a long time, almost never interacting with outsiders.

This was her first face-to-face encounter with an outsider—and a handsome man brimming with Yang Qi at that.

"Where?"

Wen Zhixing’s heart stirred as he stepped out from the room.

It seems Murong Fenghua has finished her closed-door cultivation, but I wonder what’s the matter. Could she have found a way to get me into the Hundred Tribulations Holy Land? Unlikely. Murong Fenghua must have just finished her closed-door cultivation.

"Mr. Wen, please... um... please... follow me."

As Wen Zhixing approached, the searing Yang Qi hit the maid full-on, and she involuntarily found her breath catching.

I can’t breathe! It’s all Yang Qi!

THUMP! THUMP! THUMP!

Her young heart suddenly raced.

This modest maid had never felt such dense Yang Qi before, feeling her body weaken in an instant.

A faint blush spread across her small face, like blossoming peach blossoms.

This wasn’t due to Wen Zhixing’s overwhelming charm but rather an effect of his constitution.

There was no helping it.

Such is the destiny of the Pure Yang Body. Merely casual contact, yet it always has such an effect.

Seeing her reaction, Wen Zhixing shook his head inwardly.

This damned constitution of mine! I used to be all about pure love.

[Her gaze toward you is timid and compliant, easy to manipulate.]

The panel prompts popped up swiftly, seizing their chance.

"Lead the way."

Wen Zhixing outright ignored the panel prompts.

My Yang Qi is indeed a bit too full, but now is not the time to release it. No, wait, I, Wen Zhixing, am not that kind of person! How could I think of releasing it just from seeing a woman! I nearly got misled by those panel prompts!

"Mr. Wen, please come this way."

The maid, noticing Wen Zhixing’s gaze upon her, felt even more flustered inside, her eyes looking as if they were about to brim with tears.

She then hurriedly turned around and led the way forward.

As she walked, her pert little bottom inevitably arched upward.

[You are full of Yang Qi and can release it!]

[You are full of Yang Qi and can release it!]

[You are full of Yang Qi and can release it!]

The panel prompts continued to pop up relentlessly.

"AHEM..."

Witnessing this, Wen Zhixing really felt a bit overwhelmed.

He realized he was indeed quite full.

Just a moment ago, a different kind of thought had sprung up in his mind.

[Come on!]

[Release it!]

"Clear Heart Incantation."

Wen Zhixing closed his eyes and immediately deployed the secret skill he hadn’t used in a long while.

This quickly quelled the fervor within him.

"PHEW..."

Exhaling softly, Wen Zhixing then hastened his steps to catch up.

He felt a touch of helplessness in his heart.

This "Pure Yang" was like an attribute enhancement.

As his Longevity Body grew stronger, his Pure Yang Qi naturally became hotter and more intense.

As a result, it was rather hard to bear.

No wonder the panel keeps prompting me to release Yang Qi. It seems it really does need to be released.

Wen Zhixing silently followed behind the maid, trying his best to keep his gaze averted upwards.

This is crazy. I never thought I would one day struggle to control myself like this. My self-control is already very strong, yet just now, I almost couldn’t stop myself from forcing the issue.

"Mr. Wen, it’s this way."

The maid looked back to guide him while walking, her cheeks still flushed.

Hmm, Mr. Wen’s gaze... Why does it feel like there’s a fire burning within it...? So searing...

"What’s your name?" Wen Zhixing asked casually.

"My name is Lianxin, sir," the maid named Lianxin quickly replied, her delicate voice laced with shyness.

"Hmm." Wen Zhixing acknowledged, then asked, "Miss Lianxin, do you know why your mistress is seeking me?"

It’s been some time since Murong Fenghua abducted me to this place. Although I know she holds no ill will towards me, this can’t go on forever.

"That, I’m not sure of." Lianxin shook her head slightly.

She’s just a little maid; how could she know such things?

Wen Zhixing nodded. He naturally understood this; he had only asked casually.

"However, Fairy Qinglian did enter the inner sect today to specifically seek out my mistress," Lianxin added.

"Fairy Qinglian?" Wen Zhixing’s eyes flashed at the mention. "And who might this Fairy Qinglian be...?"

Lianxin tilted her small head, thought for a moment, and then said, "I heard that Fairy Qinglian was a good friend of my mistress back in the day, and she’s also one of the strongest individuals in the Outer Sect of the Hundred Tribulations Holy Land."