Release the Heroine, Let Me Handle This

Chapter 118: Try a Different Approach

Unaware of his future doom, Zhao Teddy was still smug about his supposed chosenness and immortality. However, his presence had not gone unnoticed.

Many intruders had previously targeted the disciples of Asura Hall, and the discussions those female cultivators had were about the number of men who tried to sneak in. They sensed Zhao Teddy's peeping, offering a mix of warning and temptation.

Ye Wenxin, having just arrived, was initially unaware but soon noticed the female cultivators' demeanor, signaling they knew of the voyeur. This reassured her that these women wouldn't fall victim easily.

"Only one female disciple left inside, Brother Liangchen. Keep watch while I go in," Zhao Teddy, oblivious to the demon sect's plot, told Ye Wenxin before heading into the bathroom.

Ye Wenxin smiled wryly, covering her face as the female cultivators reappeared, eyeing her with interest.

Their looks were not those of spotting a lecher but rather a predator's gaze upon its prey.

"Smart enough to leave a guard, but since you're here, don't think about leaving," one woman said as they attacked Ye Wenxin.

Ye Wenxin evaded effortlessly, hearing Zhao Teddy's cries from inside.

"Don't come closer, please!"

Peeking inside, Ye Wenxin saw a voluptuous woman, capable of smothering Zhao Teddy with her sheer weight.

Unable to contain her amusement, Ye Wenxin turned back, catching a sword strike with two fingers, snapping it with ease, and drawing the attacking woman into an embrace.

Lacking Liu Yansheng's allure, the woman was simply charming. Ye Wenxin's intent was to take a hostage, holding the woman close and inhaling her post-bath fragrance. "Nice scent," she remarked.

The woman, unaccustomed to such teasing, was both embarrassed and angry. As a disciple of a dual cultivation sect, she was not desperate, and Ye Wenxin's provocation only fueled their anger.

"How dare you! Our Asura Hall disciples aren't for the likes of you to disgrace!"

Yet, with a hostage, they couldn't attack, glaring at Ye Wenxin instead.

Ye Wenxin pressed a few acupoints on the woman, rendering her limp in her arms, resembling an intimate embrace from afar.

Despite witnessing much romance, the woman's scent and Ye Wenxin's actions clouded her mind. Satisfied, Ye Wenxin continued, "I mean no harm. I'm just here to watch a show. I'll leave when it's over."

She opened the roof tiles, observing Zhao Teddy's agony below.

The 200-pound woman rolled over him, leaving Zhao Teddy pallid and unfocused. Without using the Spring Pill, he was captured and tormented, his body shrinking like a mummy, pitifully.

"You're tough! I can't drain you dry," the woman remarked, marveling at his endurance as she continued using him as a furnace.

The spectators felt awkward watching with Ye Wenxin.

Meanwhile, the woman in her arms broke free, attempting to resist. Unfazed, Ye Wenxin tapped her acupoints again.