Stop it, Taoist, Your Fight almost Ruins the DAO!

Xiang Feiyan arrived upstairs and glanced around, only to see that at this moment, everyone inside the room was silent as cicadas in winter, except for three people who appeared calm and composed.

Her gaze swept across them, recognizing that two of them held distinguished identities, one being the son of the City Lord of Shanyue City, and the other a direct descendant of a nearby sect. She shook her head immediately, knowing some people should not be provoked, which was her usual style.

As for the others, fair game!

She had a hundred ways to take care of others! A hundred!

The insignificant Shanyue City, with its extreme poverty, didn't produce much in the way of cultivation resources. The only thing worth mentioning was the mountain mushrooms that grew near the city.

It's unlikely that any expert would come here just to have a taste of the mushrooms.

Her gaze shifted, and it abruptly focused on a person who was eating a dish of mushroom and mutton with an untroubled air.

"Hiss, this man with the sallow face has such a unique, lone wolf-like aura."

"This fellow has such a strong build, even if... he's had a bit too much of the light dishes, a bit of the heavier dishes wouldn't hurt. It's fine if his features are a bit off, the main thing is he's got vigor!"

With a thought, Yi Chen suddenly felt the light around him dim, and a spherical figure rapidly approached him.

"Scram!" After Yi Chen unceremoniously displaced the young man sitting behind him, the woman directly dragged his table over and sat beside Yi Chen.

"Damn! I've pinched my face into a sallow lump, and you're still interested in this? I just want to eat my meal in peace!" Yi Chen's heart was filled with silent curses, "Could it be that I have some hidden charm of a devilish man?"

"Fellow Daoist, I don't mind sharing a table with you."

She extricated the well-fed playboy, clamped him between her legs as massive as those of an elephant, and immediately, the scalp of every customer in the building tingled.

Yi Chen suddenly lost his appetite. It would be just as well not to eat this meal.

At this moment, the bun-haired waitress who had been standing by the side, serving dishes and adding soup for Yi Chen, suddenly couldn't bear it anymore and shivered as she moved back.

Xiang Feiyan's eyes suddenly turned cold; she had long noticed the waitress's subtle movements.

"Such a young and wonderful body, so similar to what I once had!"

With a grasp, the bun-haired waitress was immediately pulled into her large hand.

"But, the value of such beauty lies in its destruction, such a pleasurable thing! Wench, who are you trying to seduce!"

Her large hand locked around the waitress's neck, gradually lifting her until the waiter's face turned red, her legs kicking, her white embroidered shoes coming off due to her violent struggles, revealing her feet wrapped in white silk stockings with her beautiful toes curling in fear and panic. Continue reading at My Virtual Library Empire

"Fellow Daoist, do you find me beautiful? How about becoming my consort?"

"I can give you many cultivation resources that you wouldn't even dare to dream of, but it all depends on whether you have the ability to take them."

"Fellow Daoist, you're at most at the second or third level of the True Person Realm. Stick with me, and I'll cover all your cultivation resources till you reach True Monarch Realm. As for this mushroom pot, eat as much as you want."

Xiang Feiyan giggled, covering her mouth, her flesh shaking like waves on her body.

"You have good foundational looks, sister; if you lost some weight, you'd be pretty. It's a pity you won't have that chance." Yi Chen suddenly said with a grin.

"Why?" Xiang Feiyan showed a look of confusion.

"Well, simply because it's almost New Year!" Yi Chen's eyes turned fierce.

Those who don't respect the lives of others, naturally don't deserve respect from others.

The pleasures of violence will also end in violence.

At some point, an overwhelming presence had locked onto Xiang Feiyan.

"Leopard, time to work."

"Your feast has arrived."