His Potential Was Forced Out

He continued to snoop.

Zi Yue's calves were long and round, and her thighs were bouncy and flawless.

Her waist was slender and flexible, giving off a sense of feminine strength. Her chest was full, bouncy and snow-white, with a deep cleavage. It was obvious that she was a mature woman.

Her jade-like neck was like the immortal goose's neck. Her chin was fair and flawless. On her face… there was actually a veil. It seemed to be a Dharma treasure that was blocking his gaze.

"Hmm? You're despicable!"

Zi Yue's eyes turned cold. She slapped Song Shi and sent him flying across the air.

"You actually sensed me!"

Song Shi was a little dazed from the beating. The Great Yin Form Observation relied on the Yin Qi. There was no spiritual fluctuation, nor was there a direct probe of his divine consciousness. How did this woman sense it?

"I don't know what you're did to spy on my appearance, but your expression gave you away."