Within the Innate Tao Embryo, Lu Ning sat heavily on the ground, her eyes full of Qiushui, her face like a peach blossom.
Her breathing was somewhat rapid, as if she felt both cold and hot, and her voice began to tremble.
"Junior Brother, I’m cold, I’m hot."
Lu Ning placed one hand on her chest, tightened her outer robe, although it was to prevent exposure, that coy posture only made her more alluring.
"Junior Brother Zhang, I... I..."
Lu Ning didn’t finish her sentence, trembled again, and with a shake of the hand that gripped her collar, she accidentally pulled her robe halfway down.
Her small shoulders were slippery, deliberately so.
With a startled cry, she turned around, but because her skirt hem was pressed against her thigh, it only made that curve more apparent, round where it should be round, slim where it should be slim.
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Lu Ning continued with her act of feigned refusal to yield.
Following the principle of creating unexpected events even where none existed, the unorthodox master and disciple of the Celestial Sect poured their utmost effort into this.
Lu Ning started her shenanigans halfway, using some minor techniques, and set up a classic trap using the secret methods of the Celestial Sect.
A descended fairy, a mental disorder, consumed by desire, threatening to die from the unsolvable poison of lust right before you.
According to some bored unrelated person’s statistics, whether passively or actively, this move never fell below the top five in the male-female cultivators’ connection technique rankings.
The trick is old, but effective.
Especially as Lu Ning wanted Zhang Ze to feel guilty towards her, she pretended to have made an error in her cultivation technique due to the influence of the Innate Tao Embryo, suffering a mental disorder.
And to ensure foolproof success, she even hid a small magical artifact in her bosom, hanging on her waist, emitting a colorless smoke.
A kind of smoke that adds an element of fun.
Since it was her master Lu Yuzhou’s idea, Lu Ning was confident Zhang Ze wouldn’t notice.
Zhang Ze indeed didn’t notice.
He looked at Lu Ning with her long skirt straining into a tight dress and sighed, not suspecting Lu Ning of setting a trap, only marveling at how good her figure was.
No way around it, after all, this was such a classic scene, not having encountered it once would make it embarrassing to call oneself an immortal cultivator.
As for the playful little smoke, due to Zhang Ze’s inexplicable immunity, he didn’t notice it at all.
He only thought that the Innate Tao Embryo was really troublesome, full of dangers, and he needed to be more cautious.
If only Fuji were here, as a moving medicine and doppelgänger tentacle monster, Fuji should be able to address Senior Sister Lu’s needs both pharmacologically and physically.
Unfortunately, Fuji was not present, but it’s a good thing he was already prepared.
"Senior Sister Lu, don’t worry, I’ll help you now."
As Lu Ning continued to pose with her back to Zhang Ze, she very shyly arched her waist downward and let out a soft hum, "Quick."
And sneakily loosened half a side of her hair, naturally placed a lock of black hair at her mouth.
With a pinch of her little fingers, she instantly found herself drenched in fragrant sweat.
Everything was ready, only awaiting the prince to arrive.
However, after waiting for a while and seeing no movement behind her, the anxious Lu Ning loosened her clothes a bit and glanced back.
If Zhang Ze was still hesitating, she could then...
However, just as Lu Ning turned her head, she saw Zhang Ze actually had his back to her, fiddling with a new little walnut.
By Zhang Ze’s operation, it seemed like he was recording?
Lu Ning was initially stunned, then immediately understood, thinking to herself that Junior Brother was actually such a person, what a pervert, but I like it.
Hearing the approaching footsteps of Zhang Ze, Lu Ning was secretly delighted, feeling that success or failure would be decided now, and after today, Zhang Ze would never be able to shake her off for the rest of his life.
Yet she noticed there was no more movement behind her, but upon careful listening, discovered that Zhang Ze seemed to be holding his breath to gather strength?
Really, he needed to gather strength?
Is it even possible to bear this?
Before Lu Ning could react, a gust of wind suddenly hit her from behind.
In the moment before losing consciousness, Lu Ning had only one thought.
Junior Brother Zhang truly did not lie, it was indeed both hard and painful.
With just a single blow, Lu Ning fell to the ground unconscious.
Seeing this, Zhang Ze heaved a sigh of relief, put down the sword box in his hand, and dismissed the seven or eight consecutive spells that had stunned within the sword box, thinking to himself that luckily he practiced regularly, and the power of this sword box was just right.
Knocked confused but not brain-damaged, sleep until tomorrow morning.
After confirming Lu Ning was knocked out by him and all symptoms of seductive poison had disappeared, Zhang Ze turned around and raised his hands in surrender, looking at the small walnut that had been recording all along.
"I really didn’t do anything, this was entirely out of necessity, I will temporarily put Senior Sister Lu into this Beast Taming Ring, and this little walnut will float behind me the whole time, I won’t leave the frame."
Based on Zhang Ze’s extensive reading and his experiences discussing sutras with Wang Buyu and Grandpa Wang, Zhang Ze is quite experienced with this sort of thing too.
Though Old Wang was bold in his youth, not all rotten peaches were acceptable, and sometimes he couldn’t make a move.
Either didn’t dare to, had a pang of conscience, or the opposite was just too ugly.
In such cases, usually just knocking them out solves 80% of the problems.
If unlucky and faced with the remaining 20%, then there’s no choice but to sacrifice oneself for others.
Zhang Ze had an instinctive feeling that he was lucky enough not to encounter the remaining 20% of situations.
But even if he did encounter it, Zhang Ze still had a backup plan.
That’s the one he spent twenty Spirit Stones on, made by the Wooden Fish Sect.
When the time comes, he would walk a little further away and let Senior Sister Lu handle it herself.
It was absolutely out of the question, and indeed terrifying, to personally appear.