Another week passed by with Wu Long and his group leading a peaceful life, cultivating at night, going on dates, and training their techniques or skills.
One night, when they were about to start a cultivation session, Wu Long's eyes narrowed and he looked toward the window of the inn room they were in.
'So it is time, huh'
He thought as his eyes flashed with profound patterns.
"Ladies, get ready to greet the wandering performers"
He said, and the beauties in front of him who were about to start undressing stopped and weapons appeared in their hands.
Men and women in tight black clothes with black cloth masks on their faces broke through the windows and doors, some of them breaking straight through the roof of the inn and the ceiling of the room.
Their eyes widened when they saw Wu Long and the others not only fully clothed but also ready to welcome them with weapons in their hands.
