Chen An was really a little shocked.
He had a deep impression of this sword Cultivator neighbor.
When the other party came to visit that day, his words and actions were polite, like a cultured gentleman.
However, at this moment, he had snuck into the house of a female Cultivator who lived alone in broad daylight, as if he wanted to do something bad to her.
A saint in front of others, a prodigal son behind others? This contrast was too strong.
"Fellow Cultivator Wen, I'm here to bring you breakfast. Come out and take it!"
On the wall of the courtyard, the sword Cultivator held his head high and puffed out his chest. With his left hand behind his back and a box of food in his right hand, he shouted towards the side of the house with a handsome and carefree appearance.
Soon, the window of the house was slammed open with a bang.
In the next second, Wen Zhiyun, who was wearing a Daoist robe, poked her head out of the house and cursed, "Han Sanfan, you're here again. Do you want to die?!"
"Fellow Cultivator Wen, this is the breakfast I specially made for you. Take it and try it."
"Piss off!"
"It's delicious. Try it. Don't waste my effort."
Although Han Sanfan had been scolded the whole time, he still had a smile on his face.
Seeing that Wen Zhiyun refused to come out to get breakfast, he simply jumped into Wen Zhiyun's courtyard and wanted to personally hand the lunch box to Wen Zhiyun.
"Han Sanfan, you're dead meat now!"
Wen Zhiyun cursed when she saw this. She turned around, took a whip from somewhere, and walked out of the house angrily.
"Fellow Cultivator Wen, this breakfast…"
"… Smack!"
Pa! Pa! Pa!
Pak! Pak!
"Ow, ow, ow!"
"Fellow Cultivator Wen, stop beating. I'll leave now, I'll leave now. Stop beating me!"
"…"
Wen Zhiyun's combat strength was very exaggerated. She held a whip in her hand and whipped Han Sanfan like a top, causing him to jump up and down. It was so painful that he cried out.
He didn't look like an immortal at all. He looked like a street gangster who had been beaten up.
After a while, Han Sanfan couldn't take it anymore.
Carrying the lunch box he had personally made, he crawled out of the courtyard in a hurry like a monkey.
"If you dare to harass me again, I'll break your legs!"
Wen Zhiyun cursed fiercely. After cursing, she turned around and walked into the house, slamming the door shut with a bang.
Chen An, who was outside, was stunned.
What's the situation now?
This beautiful woman's combat strength was so off the charts?
Han Sanfan was an expert at the seventh level of Qi Refining, but he was beaten up so badly that he could not fight back at all?
Was this the power of ascetics?
Chen An was extremely surprised. He didn't expect Wen Zhiyun to be so strong.
Judging from her performance just now, her cultivation was at least at the eighth level of Qi Refining.
"Good morning, Fellow Cultivator Chen."
Han Sanfan, who had just been fighting next to Chen An, walked out from an unknown corner with a handsome face in the blink of an eye. He smiled and greeted Chen An.
Chen An smiled back. "Good morning, Fellow Cultivator Han."
"Fellow Cultivator Chen, have you eaten breakfast? If you haven't, I happen to have a serving here."
"Thank you for your kind intentions, Fellow Cultivator Han, but there's no need. I just had breakfast."
"I see."
Han Sanfan nodded and asked, "By the way, Fellow Cultivator Chen, did you see anything just now?"
"I just left the house. What do you mean by 'seen something', Fellow Cultivator Han?"
"Haha, it's nothing. Fellow Cultivator Chen, I still have something on, so I'll take my leave first."
"Take care, Fellow Cultivator Han."
Chen An watched Han Sanfan leave.
However, Han Sanfan had only taken a few steps when he suddenly turned around and stared at Chen An. "Fellow Cultivator Chen, you must have seen something just now."
"…"
Chen An fell silent, but under Han Sanfan's gaze, he finally said truthfully, "I didn't see anything. I just saw Fellow Cultivator Han being whipped a few times by Fellow Cultivator Wen."
"I knew it!"
Han Sanfan said with an expectant expression.
After that, he changed his refined image and complained to Chen An:
"Fellow Cultivator Wen is really barbaric. I gave her breakfast out of kindness, but she didn't want it. She even whipped me. How can there be such a person?"
"Um… why didn't you just knock on the door instead?"
"I've knocked on her door many times in the past, but I've never been able to get her to open the door. I have no choice but to climb over the wall and hand deliver to her."
Good lord, are you Wen Zhiyun's bootlicker?
As he thought about this, Chen An asked. "Fellow Cultivator Han, could it be that you're pursuing Fellow Cultivator Wen?"
"Of course. Which male Cultivator in the core area hasn't pursued Fellow Cultivator Wen before?"
"Fellow Cultivator Han, please elaborate."
Chen An asked humbly and was very interested in Wen Zhiyun's past.
Han Sanfan did not keep him in suspense and told him everything he knew.
"Heh, Fellow Cultivator Chen, you're new here and don't know. Fellow Cultivator Wen, who lives next door to you, is a famous beauty in the core area."
"Whether it's her figure or appearance, she's on the level of an angel on Earth. Which male Cultivator wouldn't crave her?"
"From what I know, in the past five years alone, nearly a hundred male Cultivators have pursued Fellow Cultivator Wen."
"A few of them are said to be high and mighty Foundation Establishment Cultivators, but without exception, they were all rejected by Fellow Cultivator Wen."
"As Fellow Cultivator Wen rejected more and more people, many male Cultivators stopped persisting."
"I'm the only one who's truly devoted to Fellow Cultivator Wen. No one is more infatuated than me."
At this point, Han Sanfan's face was filled with pride.
'Infatuation? I think you're just a lovesick fool!' Chen An complained in his heart.
At the same time, he was very surprised.
He never thought that the beautiful woman in his eyes would be such a charming female Cultivator who was so popular with so many male Cultivators.
As he thought about it, he seemed to realize something.
Speaking of which, could it be that Wen Zhiyun had been harassed by these male Cultivators so much that she was so disgusted with men?
'Yes, that's very possible.'
Chen An thought to himself.
After chatting for a while, Han Sanfan was about to leave. He said that he could not waste his breakfast.
He had to quickly give it to the other female Cultivators while it was still hot.
Chen An immediately apologized to him in his heart.
'Fellow Cultivator Han, I've misunderstood you. You're not a bootlicker, but an indiscriminate love fool!'
Creak—
Suddenly, the sound of a door opening came from behind.
Chen An turned around and saw Wen Zhiyun coming out of her house.
The other party was holding a bamboo nozzle in her hand. She sprayed everywhere she came into contact with Han Sanfan just now. It looked like she was disinfecting it.
Chen An was also shocked. Did his beautiful neighbor hate men so much?
This was too exaggerated!
In his surprise, Chen An could not help but size up Wen Zhiyun carefully.
Her beautiful eyes were watery and soul-stirring. Her nose was slightly high and had a three-dimensional feel to it. Her lips were thin and moderately thick. Her light pink was slightly red, giving off a bone-chilling charm.
Looking down, although she was wearing a loose Taoist robe, her voluptuous figure could not be concealed at all. It could make the wife and concubine of the family with superior figures feel ashamed. Her entire body was filled with the unique charm of a mature woman.
Most importantly, her waist and calves were exceptionally slender. There was no excess fat at all, and they were slender.
Such a devastatingly beautiful face and such a graceful figure was truly too alluring.
No matter what the reason was, Chen An felt that he should try to seduce this beautiful woman who lived alone.
Otherwise, he would definitely regret it for the rest of his life.
"What are you looking at? None of you men are good!"
Sensing that Chen An was sizing her up, Wen Zhiyun immediately turned around and glared at him. She picked up the bamboo tube in her hand and sprayed it at him from afar.
Then, she quickly walked into the house and closed the door with a bang.
Chen An recalled the sexy and charming back view she had when she first entered the room. The desire to take her in as a concubine grew stronger and stronger.
"No, no. I need to clear my head."
"There's something wrong with his current state!"
Chen An shook his head and felt that he seemed to have been charmed. He immediately turned around and returned to his room to talk to Gu Xinyue in depth. He was anxious to calm the heat in his heart.