Shock! The Evil Emperor actually pampered the entire cultivation world

At the same time, Yi Chi and the other two were in the private room.

"By the way, is he lecherous?"

Song Yueqing quickly shook his head and looked around guiltily, as if afraid of being overheard. "Don't talk nonsense. He has always been a chaste man who has never been close to women. Why are you asking this?"

Yi Chi wanted to ask who this person was, but seeing how scared the arrogant lady looked, he found it funny and turned to teasing, "That means you and Su Yueyan are at the same starting point. After all, when it comes to the art of seduction, you'd better just go to bed."

Song Yueqing: “…” For a moment I didn’t know whether it was a compliment or a scolding.

"Can you help me see him?"

Yi Chi smiled but said nothing.

Song Yueqing gritted her teeth, hesitated for a moment, and then her eyes flashed with determination, "As long as it succeeds, three hundred thousand high-grade spirit stones! I can't take out more. The shop property left by my mother over the years was quietly swallowed up by that damn Su Xing!"

At this point, she suddenly leaned forward and stared at Yi Chi, her eyebrows and eyes full of sharpness, "But if you lie to me, don't blame me for doing my best to hunt you down!"

Yi Chi was stunned. Many people had told her this in her previous life, but this was the first time she heard it in this life.

She shrugged indifferently, touched Song Yueqing's head, and comforted her with a smile, "Be good." Her action was just like stroking a furry cat.

Song Yueqing was stunned, a trace of nostalgia flashed across his eyes, and he suddenly slapped her hand away.

Yi Chi didn't care and continued talking to himself.

"In the world of cultivation, the strong are respected, so naturally you should speak with strength. Today I saw the whip you used, and it can be said that you have talent. You are only one step away from understanding the meaning of the whip."

Song Yueqing raised her eyebrows unexpectedly, unable to hide her satisfaction, "I didn't expect you to have such good eyesight."

"But this step is like a chasm for most people, out of reach. Today, I will help you and let you experience the power of the whip yourself. Whether you can gain enlightenment from this and break through the Golden Core Stage in one fell swoop, so that that person will take the initiative to see you, it all depends on you."

Yi Chi showed a smile on his face that was different from any other time, a smile that showed he was in control. That smile was extremely attractive, calm and composed, and contained a hint of prestige, which even made people ignore the face that was too painful to look at.

It was the first time that Yi Yuan saw the lazy Yi Chi look so reliable. Song Yueqing was the daughter of the city lord and had met many important people. She had only seen such an expression on one type of person - the head of a sect.

But, how is it possible?

The surprise is yet to come.

The private room was built with space folding technology at great expense, so the space is extremely large.

Yi Chi held Su Yueqing's whip-holding hand, and recalled many of the techniques he had created. He finally stopped at one point and whispered, "Remember this."

Song Yueqing nodded confidently. She had a photographic memory, and a small book of skills was not difficult for her. She now doubted whether Yi Chi had really understood the meaning of the whip. He didn't even have calluses on his hands from practicing whipping!

The next moment, her eyes widened in surprise.

An invisible force enveloped his whole body, and his body swung the whip with an unprecedented rhythm. His steps were agile and graceful, as if he was walking in the clouds, agile and unrestrained.

The whip technique is like a flying dragon shocking the sea, majestic and powerful, and also like a red sleeve adding fragrance when the real dagger is revealed, with murderous intent revealed at the end of softness, whipping all sins.

At this moment, she seemed to have turned into a part of the whip. Her mind and eyes were filled with the exciting whip shadow, and the spiritual power in her dantian was running wildly.

Song Yueqing immersed herself in the experience of this moment. When Yi Chi let go, she just frowned, took the whip in a daze, and indulged in the skills that Yi Chi taught her.

However, it was much more sluggish and had lost that artistic conception. There was a stubborn look in her eyes as she waved her hands again and again.

When Yi Chi sat down, he met Yi Yuan's admiring gaze.

She snatched the tangerine that Yi Yuan had just peeled, broke off a petal and put it in her mouth, frowning because of the sourness. She then threw the other half into Yi Yuan's mouth, which made Yi Yuan frown again.

"I now believe even more that you can help me repair my Dantian. Could it be that your true identity is actually a cultivator from Hehuan Valley who uses a whip?"

It seems that there are quite a few monks in Hehuan Valley who use whips.

At this moment, in the venue below, a beautiful auctioneer walked in from the backstage. With just a few words, she ignited the whole audience and the auction officially began.

Yi Chi calculated that it would take a while for his target item to arrive, so he glanced at him strangely, "If I can still use a sword, wouldn't that mean I'm still a sword cultivator?"

Yi Yuan choked and said tactfully: "According to common sense, if a cultivator can achieve great success in studying a weapon throughout his life, he is extremely powerful." He just didn't believe that this person could use other weapons so well.

Yi Chi didn't argue with him, as there was no point in talking.

Anyway, I'll have the chance to scare him away in the future.

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In a room on the fourth floor.

Mo Huaizun was flipping through the account book. Next to him stood a cold-faced young man holding a sword, wearing the uniform of a true disciple of Jueya.

The head of the Tianling branch below held his breath and frowned, feeling as if he was sitting on pins and needles.

The auction outside was in full swing, making the place even more quiet and cold.

"Knock Knock-"

There was a knock on the door, and the person in charge stood up and bowed, "My Lord, the people from the City Lord's Mansion are here. Su Xing, who you promised to meet earlier, and her daughter are here."

"Yeah." Mo Huaizun nodded and put down the account book.

The first time Su Yueyan saw Mo Huaizun, she was so shocked that she held her breath.

As a novice strategist from Blue Star, she had never seen such a good-looking person. He was countless times more handsome than those colleagues in the entertainment industry who claimed to be handsome.

He was wearing a black robe with golden patterns, had a straight figure and an incomparably handsome face, as if it was made by God. To match his appearance was his unique temperament, as heavy and steady as a jade mountain, as quiet and steady as a solitary pine stone on a cliff.

Upright and magnanimous.

It was as if no one in this world could move him in the slightest. If Yi Chi had said it, he had grown up to be "the one that makes you want to call him Big Brother after just one look."

Whenever Su Yueyan thought about the fact that such a person would be conquered and would give her everything to beg for mercy, her blood would flow backward with excitement.

However, as a former movie queen in the entertainment industry, she hid her emotions very well.

"Greetings, Lord Jueya." Su Xing bowed with equal excitement and caution.

Mo Huaizun nodded lightly, and without waiting for Su Xing to greet him, he went straight to the point, "Is the city lord visiting me this time to discuss the engagement between your daughter and me?"

Su Xing didn't expect this person to be so direct. He was stunned for a moment before answering: "That's right. It turns out that the master has always remembered the agreement between the master Xiaoyao and the elders of his family. This is my daughter Su Yueyan." He signaled Su Yueyan with his eyes.

Su Yueyan raised her eyes curiously to peek, then lowered her eyes shyly and nervously, and bowed, "I am Yueyan, greeting the Honored Lord." Her movements were as delicate as a willow swaying in the wind, and her voice was as gentle as the breeze caressing your face.

Not to mention how shy and charming she is.

The cold-faced young man Yu Zhiqing instantly remembered the teachings he had heard in the sect - as long as a woman in the world of cultivation looks at you and blushes tenderly, you should be treated like the Evil Emperor Zhu Jiu!

Isn't this equivalent to Zhu Jiu's resurrection? Yu Zhiqing suddenly got goose bumps all over his body.

He glanced at the person involved, Mo Huaizu, who had a slightly hesitant expression, and felt a chill in his heart.

It's over! The Lord is tempted!

It’s all the Lord’s fault for never attending the sect’s special training against pornographic temptation!