In the fantasy world, all the people I met were beauties.

The woman felt this breath, a hint of surprise flashed in her eyes, and she stammered:

"Wu...Wu Wang?"

Li Zimo smiled and nodded, his eyes full of confidence and composure.

The woman took a deep breath, as if making a difficult decision:

"Are you really willing to help me save people?"

Li Zimo nodded solemnly:

"I keep my word and never go back on my word."

The woman looked at Li Zimo's young and determined face, and couldn't help feeling a little disgusted.

Although he looks young and handsome, he must be quite old given his powerful strength.

She hesitated for a long time before finally gritting her teeth and saying awkwardly:

"Senior, then...then you come."

After saying that, she closed her eyes, her face full of determination and helplessness, as if she was about to face a life-and-death test.

Li Zimo looked at her nervous expression and couldn't help but smile:

"Why call me senior? My name is Li Zimo, and I'm only eighteen years old."

Upon hearing this, the woman suddenly opened her eyes and looked at Li Zimo in surprise, as if she had heard something incredible.

Li Zimo nodded seriously, his eyes full of sincerity and smile.

The woman smiled awkwardly, and the confusion and doubts in her heart disappeared in an instant.

She didn't expect that this powerful King Wu was so young.

Although she was very curious about how Li Zimo could reach the Martial King realm at such a young age, she was too embarrassed to ask for his secret.

After all, everyone has their own stories and secrets.

Li Zimo looked at her gradually relaxing expression and asked with a smile:

"You still don't know the girl's name?"

The woman replied gently, "My name is Fu Sixuan."

The sound is soft and pleasant, like a spring breeze blowing through the heart.

Li Zimo smiled gently, his eyes full of tenderness and admiration:

"Si Xuan? What a nice name."

Fu Sixuan's face flushed with shyness when she heard this. She lowered her head slightly, with a hint of shyness and confusion in her voice:

"What's so good about it?"

Li Zimo looked at her shy appearance, and a warm feeling surged in his heart.

He said softly, "I think it sounds very nice, just like you, beautiful and moving."

After saying that, he slowly lowered his head and gently kissed Fu Sixuan's delicate red lips.

Fu Sixuan was stunned at first, then closed her eyes, hugged his neck tightly with both hands, and responded to his kiss gently.

At this moment, the two people's heartbeats seemed to merge into one, conveying deep love and warmth to each other.

After the kiss, they smiled at each other.

Li Zimo also gently held her slender and soft waist, and Fu Sixuan's melodious singing voice sounded in the room.

An hour later, Fu Sixuan broke through to the martial artist realm. She looked back at Li Zimo in surprise and said excitedly:

"Master Zimo, I... I've broken through to the Martial Master realm! What's going on?"

Fu Sixuan's voice trembled slightly, and her face was filled with indescribable joy.

She has a graceful figure and exquisite curves, which look even more soft and charming under the candlelight.

Li Zimo's lips curled up gently, his eyes full of pampering and satisfaction.

He gently grasped Fu Sixuan's slender waist, with just enough strength to make her feel safe and secure, and said with a hint of joking:

"Look at you, don't you already know what's going on?"

Fu Sixuan felt a little shy when he looked at her, and a blush appeared on her cheeks. However, she hummed a melodious tune in a charming and sweet voice:

"Master Zimo, I never thought that this process would not only be so intoxicating, but it would also allow my cultivation to advance by leaps and bounds. It's truly amazing."

Li Zimo chuckled and shook his head, his eyes deep. "This is a dual cultivation method, it's extraordinary. Plus, the difference in strength between you and me is so great, it will naturally help you break through quickly. Ordinary people won't have this effect."

When Fu Sixuan heard this, a cunning look flashed in her eyes:

"Then you must work harder, my lord. I am still looking forward to reaching a higher level."

As she spoke, she winked at Li Zimo gently in an alluring manner, with both expectation and provocation in her eyes.

Li Zimo's heart was moved, but he pretended to be calm:

"Don't worry, I'll definitely do my best, but... don't blame me for not warning you, this training will be very intense. Don't beg for mercy later."

Another hour passed, and the room was filled with Fu Sixuan's slightly panting plea for mercy and Li Zimo's low and firm encouragement.

Finally, with gentle calls, this unique training came to an end.

Fu Sixuan lazily lay on the bed, her breasts slightly exposed, her hair disheveled, and she looked at Li Zimo with a look of both satisfaction and provocation, a charming smile on her lips:

"Since you helped me break through to the sixth level of martial artist, I'll let you go today. However, it won't be so easy next time."

Hearing this, Li Zimo raised a playful smile and pressed down on Fu Sixuan again, his eyes flashing with a teasing light:

"Sixuan, are you really not convinced? Why don't we try again?"

Fu Sixuan's face suddenly turned pale, and she pushed Li Zimo's solid chest away with her limp hands, her eyes filled with fear and pleading:

"Sir, I was really wrong... I am exhausted and it is difficult to continue..."

Li Zimo pretended to be serious and said "Hmm?", his eyes fixed on Fu Sixuan, and asked in a low voice:

"Then what should you call me?"

Fu Sixuan's pretty face was as red as a burning cloud, and she was so shy that she almost cried out:

"Husband, I was wrong..."

There was a hint of helplessness and weakness in the voice, which made people feel pity.

Li Zimo smiled with satisfaction and gently kissed Fu Sixuan's cheek, his movements gentle and loving.

Then, he slowly stood up and began to put on his clothes, saying:

"You have a good rest, I'll go out and take a look."

Fu Sixuan nodded slightly, her eyes full of gratitude and dependence.

She curled up in the quilt like a frightened kitten, but with a sweet smile on her face, as if all the fatigue and fear just now had been dissolved by Li Zimo's tenderness.

Soon, she fell into a sweet dream, her breathing even and peaceful.

Li Zimo tidied his clothes, walked out of the small building and into the courtyard.

To his surprise, the courtyard was peaceful and quiet. There was no fighting or chaos as he had imagined, and there was not even a single person in sight.

He frowned slightly, feeling an ominous premonition in his heart.

Li Zimo closed his eyes and used his spiritual sense to investigate the situation of the entire house, his brows furrowed tighter and tighter.

His spiritual sense clearly captured that Ying'er and Ren Xiaoping were sitting in a spacious and bright hall at this moment.

And Zhou Junyi, the guy he originally thought was doomed to die, was actually sitting safely on the main seat in the hall.

Li Zimo's figure was as fast as lightning, and he flashed out of the hall in an instant.