Whoo-hoo-hoo...
The dark clouds above Wang Yuan's glabella gradually converged.
The increasingly piercing cries echoed beside his ears.
He dared not tarry for a moment longer, and with the help of two lady ghosts, he quickly stripped off his clothes, revealing his robust but not at all cumbersome upper body, and sat down cross-legged on the bamboo mat.
His solid chest and broad back, along with the perfect lines of his muscles, made the two lady ghosts brighten up involuntarily.
As they dressed him, they couldn't help but secretly wipe their hands twice.
But they also knew that now was the time for serious matters.
The more experienced Lady Peach Fairy took the lead, using silver needles prepared in advance, dipped in her own ghost blood, and swiftly pierced the first needle into Wang Yuan's broad back.
True to her reputation as a former Red Seal Mage, even though the "Peach God Tao" Daoist skills were utterly destroyed, her technique remained both steady and quick.
Hiss!
