Watching the arrogant Long Batian vanish into the darkness after his one-sided declaration, Bubai couldn't help but mutter to himself. "Mental illness?"
Just great. Another man staring at his Xiao Lan. Really, how troublesome.
Maybe he should find a way to pit the two against each other for a dog fight?
Bubai's eyes rolled slightly, but in the end, he suppressed those thoughts.
"If my guess is correct, that Long Batian should be the newly promoted inner disciple..."
The reason for his hasty promotion was, naturally, the secret realm. So, let's not say that he didn't have the strength to mess with them, but even if he did, the two might not even be in the sect recently.
"But the Seed of Pleasure method..."
The men of this sect are really a danger to society. No wonder it's a demonic sect.
Tower. Bedchamber.
Clang! Clang! Clang!
Sparks flew as the dagger and sword met in a dazzling display of skill and determination.
Bubai and Xiao Lan were engaging in a breathtaking dance of blades. The tension escalated with every nimble step as they circled the large king-sized bed at the heart of the chamber, their swift movements leaving trails of air disturbances in their wake.
With a dagger in hand, Bubai's agile form occasionally left blurs that betrayed his superior physical abilities.
On the other hand, Xiao Lan's slender figure swayed side to side, her violet hair flowing like a waterfall. She was able to counter and deflect each of Bubai's assault with grace and precision!
Her sword, a gleaming extension of her experienced combat skills, danced through the air with deadly elegance, maintaining a distance that kept him at bay...
What were the two doing? Definitely not something unsuitable for children.
It was just normal sparring. Seriously.
After the drastic cultivation improvement and saturation of multiple meridian networks, it was natural for Bubai to invest time in mastering the sudden surge in strength.
Alas, assessing the improvements was challenging without practice dummies or strength measurement tools, so he relied on his cultivation secretary for feedback.
According to Xiao Lan, his speed had increased by at least 30%, and the weight of his blows now matched the physical strength of an average lower-stage Foundation Establishment cultivator!
Of course, he was still aware that fighting a Foundation Establishment cultivator head-on was... still a stupid thing to do.
Due to their powerful combat artifacts, diverse techniques, and the mysterious effects brought by their established foundations, it would be a miracle if he could beat them in the same realm, let alone cross-realm.
Let's not even mention his combat experience...
Nevertheless, his improvement was still a positive development.
Bubai understood that if he remained stagnant and exhibited no progress, the detached Xiao Lan might really seek her own path. Emotions alone couldn't bind this aloof woman unless he could truly plant his seed into her heart... an ongoing mission topping his to-do list.
Hence, this exchange not only allowed her to fulfill her duties as his secretary but was also a showcase of his growing strength, bolstering her confidence in her investment in him.
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Eternity Starts From His Seed
FantasyTransmigration? Check. Golden Finger? Check. Beauties? Check. Fang Bubai is the protagonist? Che- wait- he is the protagonist?! Then why is there another Fang Bubai running amok like the real protagonist?! And these women throwing themselves on him...