I transformed into a cute girl and lived a carefree life in the apocalypse.

The future is expected!

Is the Mirage Dragon powerful? It is a celestial spirit. The mysterious aura of the 'celestial spirit' gave them a strange confidence in Xiaoze, and they did not doubt her words at all.

Furthermore, who can be certain about Xiaoze's current level? Yan Zimo has already reached the Sequence level, so why can't Xiaoze?

Given enough time, another invincible immortal spirit will rise, and her name will be: Qilin!

"Well......"

Xiaoze felt embarrassed by the enthusiastic praise; she had only impulsively taken all the credit.

She's so powerful, even though she's a fairy, she's not that outrageous. If she were to face the Panshan Turtle by herself, she would only be crushed into a meat patty.

But it's too late to back out now; the door has been opened up so high that it can't be opened up again.

"Hehehe...it's not that amazing..." Xiaoze scratched his head shyly, like a child who had been praised.

Mo Sheng's expression suddenly became extremely excited, "Then... the crystal core inside!"

Ozawa patted his stomach.

"Well, it's not a complete loss. Killing a Sequence-class enemy is like eliminating a major threat, and this guy... I doubt anyone on the front lines can stop him."

Mo Sheng was also a very easygoing person. It was good enough that he could kill the Panshan Turtle. With such a thick shell and such a heavy weight, even Yan Zimo might not be able to stop its savage charge. Once it crashed into the city, it would cause countless deaths and injuries. It was a monster of the same nature as the Earth-Splitting Netherworld.

Fortunately, it died.

In comparison, if a single sequence-level crystal core could help the already powerful Ozawa advance even further, then China would have already made a huge profit.

Given time, fighting the mirage dragon will no longer be a problem.

Xiao Ze understood Mo Sheng's thoughts just by looking at her expression, and felt ashamed for a moment.

She witnessed firsthand how the Black Calamity brutally slaughtered the Panshan Turtle. She couldn't even keep up with it, let alone contend with the Mirage Dragon, the strongest creature under the Soul Heaven in the world. Even if she had swallowed a Sequence-level crystal core, she would still be far from reaching that level.

"What should we do with that guy?" Mo Xin looked at the Panshan Turtle. Judging by its size, she estimated that no one but Xiao Ze could carry it back.

Mo Sheng crossed her arms, thought for a moment, and said, "Just leave it here. Aren't you going to have a vacation here? You have plenty of time to react."

The sequence-level issue has been resolved, and Yan Ziming and the others have been confirmed to be safe. Now, Mo Sheng's highest priority task has been changed.

She really wanted to ask Yan Ziming for some tips on that kind of thing.

Oh my god, I really want to learn some techniques so that next time I'm with Yunling, I can make her scream with such joy!

#What are you saying all of a sudden?#

She crept closer to the tent, wanting to get a better feel for what was going on inside, but before she could hear anything substantial, the tent zipper started to creak.

"Hmm...~~"

Yan Ziming crawled out of the tent like a Persian cat. Perhaps because she had been nourished by love, she exuded a particularly charming aura.

"Huh? This big guy... Ah, Sister Mo Sheng, you're here too~~"

The enormous corpse of the Panshan Turtle immediately drew Yan Zimo's attention, and then he noticed Mo Sheng standing next to the tent.

"Ah... umm, yeah..." Mo Sheng replied awkwardly, then thought for a moment, "Wait a minute, why should I look like I've done something wrong?"

So she put her hands on her hips in a accusing pose, about to reprimand him, but couldn't help but blush and say, "Put your clothes on first!"

Uh?

Yan Ziming belatedly realized that she had come out completely naked, but...

Clothes? Where would I get such a thing!

"..."

"There's none?"

Yan Ziming covered his sensitive areas and looked away, saying, "No."

Last night, that bastard Mu Mu said some nonsense about "leaving no way out," and all their clothes were thrown into another dimension.

Mo Sheng sighed and had no choice but to toss her the extra coat she was wearing, which Yan Ziming quickly put on.

Only then did Mo Sheng begin her lecture: "You two are really something! I'm so busy, and you're here... playing the lovebirds! You won't even answer the phone, so I had to come all this way. I thought something had happened to you!"

"Huh? Is it so serious?"

Yan Ziming was slightly taken aback. As for the phone... well, it's still inside someone's body.

???

"You guys... Look at Xiaoze, she single-handedly killed a Sequence-class monster! That was her masterpiece!"

Mo Sheng pointed at the Panshan Turtle with a look of exasperation, causing Yan Zimo to catch his breath.

A few seconds later, Yan Ziming understood Mo Sheng's meaning. Looking at Xiao Ze, who was starting to break out in a cold sweat, he roared inwardly: [What a joke! Her?!]

Yan Ziming was well aware of the power of the Sequence-level creatures. Even as an Elemental Spirit, she had to go through a tough battle, let alone a behemoth like the Panshan Turtle. She had to grind it down little by little.

A small cricket like Xiao Ze simply can't do that!

There's only one truth—she lied!

"Hmph~~ Is that so? Speaking of which, Ozawa, you do seem to have gotten stronger lately..."

Yan Ziming spoke meaningfully, but did not expose her, giving her face instead. Then, staring at Mo Sheng, he asked, "So, Sister Mo Sheng, what were you trying to do by eavesdropping outside just now? Did you want to join in?"

"Bullshit! What are you talking about!"

18. Mo Sheng seeks advice

Mo Sheng denied it outright, but Yan Ziming had already seen through it all. "Stop pretending, Sister Mo Sheng. You just want to learn some tricks from me, right?"

"Nonsense! How could I possibly do that?"

"Haha! I didn't even say what moves I was going to learn, and Sister Mo Sheng just blurted it all out herself!"

"!!!"

Mo Sheng stared at her with wide eyes, never expecting that she had been tricked by Yan Zimo. She was immediately furious and embarrassed, and was about to explode when Yan Zimo said again, "Ah... or perhaps I misunderstood Sister Mo Sheng. How could our Sister Mo Sheng be that kind of person?"

Guess you know the truth.

Mo Sheng snorted inwardly, but Yan Ziming's next words made her uneasy: "What a pity... I wanted to pass on my unique insights."

She clasped her hands behind her head and looked up at the sky, as if talking to herself, but Mo Sheng heard her clearly.

"..."

Seeing that Mo Sheng didn't react, Yan Ziming started to take off his clothes, but Mo Sheng stopped him halfway through, saying, "You've only been wearing them for a short time, why are you taking them off again?"

"...Of course I'm returning it to you."

"Huh? Why?"

"You think it's over?"

Yan Ziming pointed to the tent a dozen meters away. Indeed, apart from her, the other three showed no sign of coming out and were still making love inside.

Mo Sheng stammered, "It's...it's not over yet?! Then why did you come out?"

"I just came out for some fresh air. It's so comfortable inside, how could I bear to end it now? You agree, right, Sister Mo Sheng?"

"Uh-huh!"

This is outrageous! What an enviable and decadent lifestyle!

After you've had your fun, you come out for some fresh air, and then go back to have some more fun. Are you someone who just eats and sleeps all the time?

Mo Sheng was extremely envious. Yan Ziming and the others' lives could only be described as partying every night. Unlike herself, she was lucky if she could have a few days a year to indulge in some sensual pleasures.

Yan Ziming had already taken off all his clothes and handed them back to Mo Sheng. He turned and left, saying, "That's it. I'm going back now. Mo Sheng, you can do whatever you need to do next."

Snapped--

"Oh? Sister Mo Sheng, why are you holding my hand like this?" Yan Ziming asked with a 'puzzling' look in her eyes.

Mo Sheng glanced around, then pulled Yan Zimo outside, saying, "Let's talk in private."

"..."

Yan Ziming smiled; everything was under control!

Mo Sheng pulled Yan Ziming under the shade of a tree. Yan Ziming suddenly sensed something was wrong and stopped. "Is this enough, Sister Mo Sheng?"

Coming here, I always feel like I might accidentally expose myself. Yan Ziming stood with her legs together, fidgeting awkwardly.

Seeing that they had chosen a suitable spot, Mo Sheng crossed her arms and said arrogantly, "Alright, now share your experience with me!"

Hmm? Why does it feel like we've been turned the tables?

"Sister Mo Sheng, this isn't the way to ask for a favor..."

"Say!"

"...What aspect would you like to start learning about?"

Mo Sheng said with great distress, "Let's start by observing. Sometimes when we're doing that, I can't figure out what Yun Ling is saying. Is what I'm doing good or bad? Is she really not interested, or is she just playing hard to get...?"

"Oh... this? Isn't it simple? Just check if there's a lot of water."

"Oh! I see!" Mo Sheng nodded in sudden understanding, then asked, "So, how do we increase the excitement?"