Dongfang Wuya felt his Qinghe was indeed still young, only in her twenties this year, yet already the most formidable cultivator in the Cultivator World. He couldn't help but feel proud that his woman was truly extraordinary.
"This lord's body is a great tonic for you. Do you really not want to engage in Dual Cultivation with me?"
Responding to Dongfang Wuya was Shen Qinghe's merciless sword thrust.
He calmly dodged, seduction had failed, so he could only earnestly stand by her, with her heart of iron and stone, hoping he could move her.
This woman was obstinate, her mind didn't know how to bend, actually passing up on his fine body, which he found incomprehensible.
Just as Dongfang Wuya was inwardly criticizing Shen Qinghe, he suddenly heard more clamor.
His brows slightly furrowed as he looked toward the sky.
Shen Qinghe noticed something was off in his expression, "What's happened?"
"Those old immortals have come again," Dongfang Wuya said in a deep voice.