Chapter 216: The White-Haired Girl's Voluntary Offering! Under the Master's Gaze

Gu Manzhi slowly shed her thin gauze dress, which cascaded to the ground like flowing clouds.

She wore only a pink bodice on her upper body, with two straps hanging over her slender neck, revealing her delicate collarbones and rounded, fragrant shoulders; beneath the bodice, it seemed as if water were sloshing, rippling in layers.

Ye Henshui’s throat moved, and he stammered, "S-Saintess, you don't actually mean to..."

Gu Manzhi’s pretty face flushed slightly, but her peach-blossom eyes remained firm.

"Since Master questions it—"

"Fine!" Fifth Chuxia frowned, nodding reluctantly; it was clear she did not want to go back at all.

He had not expected to be denied by the Great Emperor Jue Tian just like that, which left him feeling extremely unconvinced in his heart.

"You slept for thousands of years, and now you are using a few hundred years to get back what you lost; is that so unreasonable?" Fang Mo asked in return.

No one knew how many bullets capable of restraining a Grandmaster they had in their hands, and for a moment, the previously arrogant Grandmasters all became much more well-behaved.

Qin Feng suppressed a surge of anger in his heart; he considered himself a seasoned traveler of the world, yet he had been deceived by such a low-level trick—how could he not be furious?

However, this process would be quite difficult; Fang Mo had to first figure out how to use the Five Elements cycle within his body to convert yin energy into water and wood-attribute spiritual energy.

Sneezing and coughing sounds erupted continuously; the gas made Zhenye and the other two weep uncontrollably. This person was actually deranged enough to carry six gas grenades on his person.

Even the pair of celebrities who suddenly made the revelation were seen by others as having been pushed out to divert attention.

Zhu Haomiao’s series of actions in the hospital just now clearly showed that he had already become suspicious of Zuo Yi and was ignoring him; now that they were not showing themselves, Zuo Yi could only suffer in Zhu Haomiao’s silence.

The three of them split into three directions and fled rapidly, almost without the slightest hesitation, not even harboring the thought of resistance.

Ancestor Daoxuan still found it hard to believe, but thinking of the methods Xin Jiangli had just used, he wisely chose not to continue speaking and instead asked via spiritual sense.

Seeing that the atmosphere he had worked so hard to build had been completely ruined, Yi Xuan sighed and sat in his chair: "I really can't do anything with you three! Just take these things and divide them as you like!" After saying this, he took out the Shadow Moon Twin Swords, the White Cloud Rope, and the Spirit-Hidden Blade he usually used—three magic treasures.

After a moment of speechlessness, Chu Feng hurriedly followed; now it was Feng Yuerong’s turn to protect him, and he, as a servant, was truly failing to do his job.

"You are welcome to guess what other ninth-tier magic I have on me." Fang Ming resisted the slight dizziness caused by the white mist and tucked the feather back into his bosom.

"Furthermore, Cao is not a man who lacks money; since you know of me, you should know this much!" Cao Peng said with a very serious air.

"Hehe, we studied under a wandering master; I reckon even if we told you, President Cao wouldn't know him!" At this moment, Lin Jiadong opened his eyes and spoke.

Zi Mo stood before everyone with a face covered in soot, making everyone want to laugh, but the scene was so serious that no one could make a sound, even though they wanted to.

When Tang Jiang said this, Tang Zhihang couldn't help but stir, likely curious as to why his counterpart in this world would make such a strange bet.

"Brother Jinshi, more than half a day has passed, and this Zuo Jun has shown no unusual movement. In my opinion, can we call those three disciples in to take him out and hand him over to Yan Daozi for him to look after?" Ancestor Daoxuan of Blood Soul Mountain broke the silence in the cave.

"I will choose the biggest one for you, and I will find someone else to help you redo the transmission of power later; will that do?" Lin Zhiting said pitifully.

"Can you open your eyes? Try to see if there is any discomfort," Ye Ziyu said softly.

The biology teacher was furious, his face bright red; he pointed at Liang Yiran and was momentarily speechless, pushing Liang Yiran to the ground while saying, "Who are you calling scum?"