Quick Wear: The soft cannon fodder turns into a heartthrob and seduce

The young prince's generosity is not only reflected in the various natural treasures he provides, he has also never been stingy when it comes to dual cultivation.

Many little demons or practitioners will see rapid progress in their cultivation after having an encounter with him.

There are even people who, when their cultivation is at a standstill, will deliberately have sex with him to help themselves break through.

The little prince didn't care at all that he was being used as a 'cauldron'.

Mu Zhou wasn't a man of strong character, what if...

Xu Kongsang only remembered this matter after Mu Zhou left, so he specifically reported it to his master.

After hearing this, Fu Yu's expression remained unchanged, but the airflow around him became chaotic.

He recited several meditation techniques in a row, but was unable to calm himself down.

Xu Kongsang looked at his master quietly, only to see that his eyes were tightly closed, as if he was suppressing something.

He guessed that perhaps the master didn't intend to take care of this matter.

Just as he was hesitating whether to retreat first, the master suddenly opened his eyes.

The depth of his eyes, as calm as a thousand-year-old pond, became increasingly unfathomable.

He said coldly: "But there is something else."

Xu Kongsang quickly stated that he had nothing else to do and then left.

As soon as he left, he saw Fu Yu's face visibly darkening.

The next moment, his figure disappeared.

*

In the South China Sea, Mu Zhou took out the water-repellent beads and successfully arrived at the Dragon Palace.

Following her memory, she came to a secluded place at the back door of the Dragon Palace.

"Old senior."

She bowed respectfully to a small shell.

Then, the small shell grew slowly and finally became a huge creature.

This is the ten thousand year old clam spirit.

The clam spirit has a good memory and easily recognized Mu Zhou.

"Little girl, I haven't seen you for nearly a hundred years. Your cultivation hasn't improved at all."

The clam spirit spoke bluntly, and Mu Zhou didn't even blush:

"Thank you, senior, for thinking of me for my cultivation."

Then she told her purpose.

The clam spirit sighed in distress:

"Unfortunately, I just promised the young prince that I would give him the pearls I produced in the past thousand years."

Mu Zhou pretended to sigh and was about to leave when he turned around and saw a young man in fancy clothes standing behind him.

He was handsome and elegant, waving a folding fan in his hand and smiling sweetly.

This is the little prince of the South China Sea Dragon Palace, Qi Yao.

He smiled and greeted Mu Zhou in a familiar manner:

"It turned out to be Sister Mu Zhou. It's been a long time since I last saw her. She's still as beautiful and charming as ever."

Mu Zhou also replied: "The little prince has become more and more handsome and graceful."

Qi Yao couldn't help but laugh, and the interest in his eyes became more and more intense.

"I heard that you came here to ask for pearls? That's really unfortunate. I was planning to make jewelry with these pearls, but..."

He paused deliberately.

Mu Zhou asked tactfully, "Young Prince, if you have anything to say, please speak directly."

"Pearls go well with beauties, and giving them to my younger sister is a perfect match. However, I have a favor to ask of you, and I wonder if you are willing."

He looked at Mu Zhou, his enchanting eyes sparkling with a strange luster.

*

When Fu Yu arrived at the South China Sea, he saw a young cultivator lying on a huge rock on the shore, covering his face and crying.

"Your Highness, you clearly said you would not marry, so why are you breaking your promise now? What is so special about that disciple of Qingyuan Dao that he could win your heart completely?"

Getting married, a disciple of Qingyuan Taoism.

Word after word makes up almost everything.

Fu Yu's pupils suddenly lost focus, and his fingertips couldn't help but tremble. Unprecedented panic and violence swept over him.

He knew that he would never be as calm as before.

*

In the Dragon Palace, Mu Zhou was leisurely drinking jade dew.

The condition for Qi Yao to give her the pearl was to let her act as a shield.

Qi Yao said that he was tired of it and didn't want to continue his previous lazy life, but he couldn't bear to be cruel to those female cultivators.

So let Mu Zhou come forward.

So, just as a female cultivator came to ask for sex, Mu Zhou was pushed out.

After the female cultivator left crying, Qi Yao appeared:

"Leaving this matter to my sister will really get twice the result with half the effort."

Seeing Mu Zhou looking over, he quietly sat down beside her, right next to her:

"My sister is so beautiful, anyone would believe that I am willing to change my mind for her."

When he spoke, he seemed to have no bones, and he wished he could stick to Mu Zhou. When he looked up at her, he did not forget to give her a wink.

Mu Zhou moved away calmly, and he also came closer, saying in an ambiguous tone:

"I know my sister is very worried about her cultivation. I have an idea. Do you want to hear it?"

Mu Zhou frowned and was about to push the person away, but the moment he raised his hand, his movement suddenly stopped.

She silently put down her hand, revealing a bewildered look, and asked, "Little Prince, please speak."

"Practice dual cultivation with me."

When he said this, his lips were almost touching Mu Zhou's ear.

Mu Zhou seemed to be startled, his eyes widened, and even the tips of his ears turned red uncontrollably.

Qi Yao smiled softly. He hooked one hand around a strand of Mu Zhou's long hair that fell on his shoulder, and curled it up teasingly with his fingertips:

"I am a born demigod, and I am the best at nourishing spiritual roots. After practicing dual cultivation with me, you will be able to break through the current foundation-building stage without any effort."

Mu Zhou was frightened by his words, and his eyelashes trembled in panic.

Qi Yao took in her reaction and moved closer:

"How about...? Do you want to..."

Before he could finish his words, a white light full of hostility suddenly came towards him. In panic, he dodged it awkwardly.

Without waiting for a reaction, the invisible sword energy beat him back step by step, leaving him with no power to resist.

He was furious.

This is Dragon Palace, his territory, and yet someone is so rude to him.

And he couldn't even see who was attacking him.

He dodged and shouted:

"Who are you? I am the young prince of the Dragon Palace. Stop it now!"

Another white light came, and he was knocked against the pillar. He almost vomited blood. After he barely stood up, he saw clearly that the person standing in the hall was actually Master Luo Yun.

At this moment, Master Luo Yun's face was as cold as ice, and he exuded a dangerous aura, like a murderous god full of hostility.

He still held Mu Zhou's wrist tightly with one hand, protecting him behind him.

A hint of confusion flashed through Qi Yao's mind.

In my impression, Master Luo Yun was a cultivator without any desires or ambitions. But now it seems that he is different from the legend.

But he soon figured it out.

That's right, he seduced other people's disciples and tried to take the wrong path, so it's reasonable for him to be angry now that he is found out.

Qi Yao felt guilty.

After coughing a few times while covering his chest, he smiled awkwardly:

"Master Luo Yun is so honored to have come. I'm sorry for not welcoming you. I was just chatting and laughing with my sister Mu Zhou. Now that Master Luo Yun is here, I'll go call my father."

He quickly disappeared, not wanting to stay even a moment longer.

Mu Zhou looked at his back and felt a little guilty when he thought of him grimacing in pain after being beaten.

I'm sorry, little prince.

After Qi Yao left, Fu Yu turned around and silently looked at Mu Zhou, whose mind seemed to have left with him as well. His eyes, like a cold pond, quickly stirred up turbulent waves.

But his face remained calm as before.

"Go back with me."

He did not let go of Mu Zhou's hand and took him away.

Mu Zhou behaved well and didn't resist at all, but there was a hint of success in his eyes and eyebrows.