Chapter 17: A humnle man learns to bow, a woman learns to spread her legs.
To burn one's soul is to cast one's future into ash. But to kneel before this devil... is a grave humiliation
The immortal wind in her sleeves had stilled. The spring light in her eyes dimmed beneath the crimson gaze of a thousand demonic statues.
Her soul flared in protest, yet could not rise.
She tried to channel her inner immortal Qi, but it was as useless as Ye Chen's manhood.
Zhao stepped forward, gently chanting some ancient words, causing magical runes to be summoned of out thin air.
Those runes slowly expanded and took the shape of a spiritual furnace.
"A humble man learns to bow, a woman learns to spread her legs, if not, they are slaughtered as pigs... I hope the grace has heard such a proverb among the immortal scholars." Zhao said without any emotions, while his hand glowed with a blue aura, lifting her chin.
"The wisdom save lives, ignorance seals it..." He added.
It was the immortal refining technique, he just used, if she rejects his words or remain silent like a freedomed people, without any mercy he would refine her.
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So shameless, so vulgar, this young man is corrupted by the path of life.