Chapter 274

The more he looked at her, the more he sensed the dazzling, eerie beauty hidden within her soul-stirring charm.

It made one helplessly fall into its depths, unable to extricate oneself.

Her figure was graceful and enchanting, subtly emitting a deadly allure.

Though barefoot, her soles never touched the ground; instead, they hovered half an inch above it.

Invisibly, as if a layer of qi waves supported her body, her pair of exquisite jade feet remained Bai Xi and flawless, untouched by even a speck of mud.

As if sensing his gaze scrutinizing her, the young maiden tilted her head slightly; her eyes, seeming to hold a thousand words, shifted and flowed, her raven-black pupils like a deep pool gazing at Jiang Sishui, revealing a soft, seductive smile capable of tugging at any man's heartstrings.

"Young Master, why do you stare at me like this?"

The maiden's voice was light, spiritual, and melodious, making one's bones feel as if they had turned soft by several ounces upon hearing it.

Jiang Sishui continued to watch her, his eyes unblinking, as if he could never get enough: "The love of beauty is common to all. I enjoy admiring the most beautiful things in the world, especially women."

The maiden lightly covered her sandalwood mouth with her pale hand, smiling seductively: "Young Master, you are truly skilled at flattery; how could I be as good as you say..."

Halfway through her words, the maiden suddenly remembered something; her flower-like face turned pale, and she cried out in a low voice: "Young Master, save me~".

"Save you?" Jiang Sishui was slightly stunned.

Recalling the barefoot maiden's earlier panic-stricken flight, she indeed seemed to be fleeing for her life.

"Yes, Young Master, someone is chasing me from behind, wanting to drag me back to warm... warm... He is very powerful; I cannot defeat him. I beg Young Master to save me."

The peerless maiden showed a look of pleading; her voice was delicate and soft; any normal man hearing it would surely have his heart stirred and his soul dragged away.

This was evident from the frequent glances cast by passersby around them.

And Jiang Sishui, who had always possessed little resistance to beauty, was naturally no exception.

"What a demoness!"

However, now was not the time to flirt with this temptress; while the maiden was speaking, his gaze had already locked onto the target.

A man moved slowly and leisurely, weaving through the crowd with an air of ease, strolling as if in a garden, his bearing elegant.

He wore a robe of magnificent brocade; his hair was bound with a headband; his forehead was broad and high; his eyebrows slanted sharply; his eyes were bright and spirited, with a hidden sharp light; standing there, he radiated an aura of wisdom and nobility.

Frost tinged his temples; his skin appeared slightly loose; his beard, half a foot long below his chin, was black mixed with gray, clearly indicating he was no longer young.

Yet, whoever saw him at first glance would not mistake him for an old man.

His bearing was dashing, his temperament noble and elegant, and invisibly, he emitted a kingly and domineering aura.

It was as if a king and overlord were walking among mortals.

Walking down the long street, he stood out like a crane among chickens; the surrounding passersby, awed by his charisma, helplessly stepped aside.

Without uttering a single word or phrase, a tremendous pressure came crushing down.

Those with unstable minds would likely submit with their heads bowed at the very first glance.

However, when that aura descended, Jiang Sishui regarded it as a gentle breeze brushing his face, remaining completely unmoved.

Aura?

In this world, only someone who could not be considered weak even among demigods could subdue Jiang Sishui with mere aura.

The brocade-clad man's gaze lingered on the barefoot maiden; seeing her clinging tightly to another man's embrace in an intimate, sparrow-like posture, he could not help but frown.

Immediately, he discovered that the maiden, who had just been panicked and at a loss, was not only not running but was secretly flashing him a smile filled with provocation.

The brocade-clad man's sword-like eyebrows shot up.

"Interesting." The corners of his mouth curled slightly, revealing a wicked and charming smile.

This temptress, who made one's heart itch, further ignited his "hunting desire."

Subsequently, his inquiring gaze swept toward Jiang Sishui.

Clearly, this person was the barefoot maiden's calm reliance.

However, as he watched, his expression became Jin Guang; his original carelessness gradually receded.

Although Jiang Sishui concealed his qi, he felt a threat.

The brocade-clad man's eyes flickered, and he spoke in a deep voice: "May I ask your name?"

Jiang Sishui did not answer but asked in return: "Are you chasing her?"

The brocade-clad man glanced at the barefoot maiden and admitted frankly: "Indeed."

"Why chase her?"

The brocade-clad man smiled faintly: "Just as you said a moment ago: the love of beauty is common to all. Like you, I also enjoy admiring the most beautiful things in the world, especially women."

"She clearly does not like you."

"Not liking you now does not mean she will not like you later."

Jiang Sishui looked at the barefoot maiden: "Is that so?"

The barefoot maiden blinked her innocent large eyes and shook her head repeatedly: "Impossible; how could I like a rotten old man like him?"

Jiang Sishui nodded in satisfaction, then turned to the brocade-clad man and said: "Did you hear that, rotten old man?"

The brocade-clad man's face darkened, and he spoke coldly: "Does Your Excellency intend to meddle in this seat's affairs?"

The moment the words left his lips, a flash of Jin Guang appeared directly opposite, then, like a meteor chasing the moon, rushed forward at extreme speed!

Wherever it passed, the wind pressure was ferocious, knocking passersby on the roadside off balance.

Its momentum was like a fierce tiger descending the mountain, unstoppable!

The brocade-clad man's eyelids twitched wildly; the crisis he had not felt in many years enveloped his heart; without thinking, he roared loudly and struck out two palms in succession.

Though they had just engaged, he held nothing back.

For from the opponent's attack, he smelled the scent of death.

The two palms, gathered from his Lifetime of skill, collided successively with a golden fist.

A deafening, earth-shattering boom was heard; violent wind force radiated in all directions from the two men as the center, causing the roofs of several nearby houses to explode with a crash.

Some ordinary commoners were even shaken until their ears buzzed incessantly.

That feeling was as if one were trapped inside a great bell while someone outside struck it with force.

At this moment, martial artists had gathered in Yanxia City in great numbers, with many experts present; naturally, many remained unaffected. Then they saw a figure knocked flying backward.

It was precisely that man in brocade robes.

Knocked a hundred zhang away by a single punch from Jiang Sishui, the man in brocade robes, just as he was about to crash into the city wall, suddenly shot upward, soaring straight into the clouds!

Even so, he could not shake off his opponent.

A beam of golden light swiftly followed, closing in right behind him.

Another punch sent the man in brocade robes straight out of the city.

Flying through the air!

A Heavenly Being!

The crowd of martial artists trembled in their hearts.

Immediately after came intense excitement.

Two Heavenly Beings are fighting!

Such a scene is rare; this is an opportunity that can be encountered but not sought.

Thus, figure after figure executed Lightness Skill, all rushing to pursue the direction where the two Heavenly Beings had vanished.

The barefoot girl, watching Jiang Sishui immediately engage in a fierce battle on her behalf, clapped her hands and cheered with delight.

Her lively and adorable manner of leaping and jumping, her utterly enchanting and seductive face, and her flawless, graceful figure—how many men, upon seeing her, secretly swallowed their saliva?

Yet no matter how much they drooled, none dared approach to strike up a conversation.

At most, at most, they would steal a glance from afar.

Come on, this temptress is the very "source of calamity" that caused two Heavenly Beings to immediately fight to the death upon meeting; if she happened to become displeased, a single casual remark from her could sever their heads!

Beauties are fine, but how many wish to shorten their own lives?

They say "beauty is a calamity"; today they finally witnessed it.

While Jiang Sishui and the man in brocade robes faced off, Miss Nangong had already obediently returned.

Seeing the barefoot girl's somewhat smug expression, she let out a dissatisfied snort from her nose: "Fox spirit!"

Upon hearing this, the barefoot girl was not angered; instead, she smiled and said, "So you are Miss Nangong?"

Observing Miss Nangong's purple-red robes and her exquisitely delicate, rather youthful-looking face, the barefoot girl immediately guessed her identity.

304 Defeating the Night Emperor, the War Scroll of the Fiery Cloud Evil God

Hearing the other party call out her name, Miss Nangong was not surprised.

From the very first glance at the barefoot girl, she knew the other was, more likely than not, also a diary dungeon owner.

She possessed Bai Feifei's beauty, Qin Keqing's seductiveness, Lan Fenghuang's wantonness, and Huang Rong's charm...