Sitting beside the demurely dressed woman, even though she made no provocative gestures, Xu Yan felt his heartbeat steadily speeding up.
His blood boiled, and a restlessness began to breed within him.
At this moment, his heart grew stern.
"I must not underestimate the people of this world. This woman's Charm Power is as natural as if granted by the heavens, and her strength is formidable. Being young, I am easily driven by the impulses of youth.
"She has somewhat disturbed my heart, and my state of mind is ultimately not strong enough.
"No wonder my master said 'With no woman in the heart, cultivation is like having a deity.' I am still far from reaching that profound realm."
Xu Yan took a deep breath, silently calming himself down. However, the faint fragrance emanating from the woman, the ever-enticing aura that naturally enveloped him, seemed to have already shrouded him.
It made his heart grow increasingly restless.
