A strange spiritual fluctuation pervaded the entire scene.
With the season comes breeding, teeming with life.
This was the "Joyful Willpower" that the Joyful Sect had collected over hundreds of years from the Green Pavilion, brothels, and even the beds of martial artists.
Such a thing, gathered during the intimate moments between men and women, was bound to be very naughty.
The vast scope of the grand Joyful Willpower enveloped the many, including the distant Lu Yao and The Empress Dowager, and Yu Yanmei, who was so close at hand, naturally couldn't hide.
Swamped by this wave, Yu Yanmei instantly felt very uncomfortable, her usually aloof face flushed with embarrassment, her long legs subconsciously clenching together.
The Joyful Bodhisattva erupted into hearty laughter: