Chapter 1720: Bai Xinlan and Diewumeng Cooperate

Faced with a shameless woman, what should you do? And what should you do?

Bai Xinlan is facing exactly this situation; right now she wants a good solution, but she really doesn't know how to handle it. Previously she had never encountered such a thing, so naturally she lacks experience, leading to her not knowing what to do now.

Whether to enter or leave, either way she's unhappy; if she leaves, wouldn't she be handing her husband over to that shameless woman, and afterward she'd have to bow her head and retreat three feet whenever she saw her—impossible. Bai Xinlan absolutely cannot let Diewumeng succeed, nor can she leave.

If she follows them in, that's also no good—she'd become a participant; if her husband isn't satisfied, she'd become Diewumeng's partner, having collaborated, and word would get out, which would be utterly humiliating.

Neither option is acceptable to her; Bai Xinlan can allow fighting and serving her husband alongside others, but she cannot do so with Diewumeng—this is her bottom line and principle. Anyone else is fine, but not Diewumeng.

But at this moment, the situation is out of her control, leaving her no choice; Diewumeng entered the room, Bai Xinlan is stuck at the doorway, not knowing what to do. She looks to Elder Xinran and True Person Tianlian, anxiously saying, "You two aren't just going to watch Diewumeng succeed, are you?"

Her husband isn't just her husband but also theirs; how can those two be so calm, not helping is one thing, but they're even watching from afar like it's a show. Bai Xinlan wants to drag them in, have the three of them together reject Diewumeng—she alone isn't a match, but with two more sisters she could manage.

Elder Xinran shook his head: "I don't care; anyone is fine, one more or one less makes no difference."

True Person Tianlian smiled: "You, we haven't stopped her; to stop her now would be unjustifiable. Besides, we have no grudge against her, so we couldn't do such a thing. Bai Xinlan, you should think about yourself."

The two women's attitude is simple: our husband is our husband, but we can't constantly obstruct him, and the two of us can't satisfy him either—adding another person isn't bad. Anyway, Bai Xinlan is already on the mountain; what's one more Diewumeng?

If her husband can secure both of them, it would bring enormous benefit to Longshe Shan and tremendous advantage to their world; this wouldn't be a loss.

Although the two have their own thoughts, they still choose to turn a blind eye, after all they joined later; the real concern isn't them but Bai Xinlan and Diewumeng—the principal wife has accepted Elder Xinran's pair, but Bai Xinlan's group may not be so sure.

Since they aren't the principal wife, they have no authority to manage these matters, so naturally they won't meddle.

"Daoist Qinglong, won't you help?" Bai Xinlan hadn't expected Elder Xinran and the others to be indifferent; they wouldn't lift a finger nor stop Diewumeng.

Their stance is firm, unlikely to change because of her words; with no alternative, Bai Xinlan seeks Qinglong Daoist's help—they've been partners, cooperated many times, are familiar, and standing with an old friend is what he should do.

Qinglong Daoist turned away, choosing to ignore all this, and would not directly… stop it.

On the contrary, this is exactly what he wants to see—whether Bai Xinlan or Diewumeng, becoming the main entity's women is ideal; once the main entity conquers them, they will naturally be utterly devoted, after which he needn't worry about Longshe Shan's safety and can expand trade volume, quickly increasing his accumulation.

The Mangshan Mountain Range is vast and rich in resources, enough to last them a long time; moreover, Qinglong Daoist is cultivating various spiritual herbs, which will grow over time and soon become the most valuable in the Mangshan Mountains.

For now, what he needs is time; he needs the main entity to use its charms to win over the two women, so he can cultivate in peace and nurture many spiritual herbs.

"You…" Bai Xinlan exploded in anger—these people aren't helping her, nor standing by her side; how unreasonable!

These people must have been bewitched by Diewumeng; otherwise, how could they be so indifferent?

"Damn Diewumeng, you've gone too far, daring to bewitch them—I'll fight you to the end."

Bai Xinlan couldn't take it; she could only go into the room, shut the door, and must let Diewumeng know her strength, harshly punish her, make her regret and fear her.

She would give everything to make her bow her head, and from then on have her acknowledge her as an older sister.

If she can't refuse, she'll elevate her status and identity, so she can control Diewumeng and make her not want to see her.

They're both facing Chen Chuyang, who exudes a charming aura; that masculine vigor is something women cannot resist.

Three days later.

Inside the room, things trended toward calm; everything settled down.

The room's sounds faded; the three remained silent, this silence lasting a long time—no one spoke, no one disturbed another, because nobody wanted to see the other, to avoid embarrassment.

In short, Chen Chuyang greatly enjoys this life, doesn't want to leave, nor break the awkwardness; just maintaining calm between them is fine—he doesn't want the two women to become too awkward and then ignore him, which would be a huge loss.

Those days were truly wonderful.

He couldn't forget them, nor did he want to leave.

"Ladies, ladies, can you get up?"

He patted each woman beside him, the corners of Chen Chuyang's mouth curving into a richer smile, wanting to see them continue their struggle, but it seems unlikely.

The two women were truly exhausted, unable even to open their eyes.

Chen Chuyang rose carefully, simply cleansing the aura and water traces on his body, changed into a fresh set of clothes, feeling light and comfortable all over, gaining considerable benefit; Bai Xinlan's accumulated yin essence became his to cheaply acquire.

Diewumeng was the same—after cultivating for so many years, her final pure yin essence all went to him; the accumulated yin essence of thousands of years is terribly fearsome, but only Chen Chuyang's strong body can accept it; anyone else would have long been dead.

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