Infiltrating the world of cultivation

The individual hovercraft started very quickly, almost without stopping, and flew out.

From start to maximum speed, it takes less than two seconds.

Through the rearview camera, Wang Chao saw the black-robed cultivator riding on the black banner, chasing after them.

"It's the culmination of thousands of years of civilization, and with the assistance of Slovakia, it's practically millennia of technology. If we can't beat the big shots, surely we can beat a little shrimp like you?"

Wang Chao glanced at the energy progress bar, a smile playing on his lips. This black-robed cultivator cannot be allowed to live!

He saw the hovercar, and although he might not understand its origins, it was ultimately a potential threat.

We must find a way to shoot him down, but while the black-robed cultivator's speed cannot keep up with the hovercar, the dynasty's reaction speed is also insufficient to target the black-robed cultivator.

The black-robed cultivator flying through the air was also extremely shocked. This dynasty must have a great opportunity. The power of these artifacts is almost comparable to his!

It should be noted that Wang Chao was just a novice at the third stage of Qi Refining, and had not even crossed the threshold of advancing from the third to the fourth stage.

But now, he can actually rival him with these strange and unusual objects, which is really abnormal.

These external objects seemed to have no fluctuations of spiritual energy, so why were they able to unleash such power? The black-robed Taoist was puzzled, but one thing was certain: this dynasty held a secret!

Therefore, the black-robed Taoist priest became even more determined to kill the dynasty.

Putting aside the familial ties to the dynasty and the beauty of Nangong Qingyu, the mere fact that their escape would attract a large number of righteous cultivators makes it impossible to let them go.

Wang Chao controlled the speed of the hovercraft, maintaining a safe distance. The hovercraft's defensive capabilities would be extremely advanced on Earth, but in this cultivation world, Wang Chao dared not joke around with it.

Even a minor scratch could result in a fatal crash, but right now, the most lethal weapon on the Dynasty is its vehicle-mounted laser cannon.

The black-robed cultivator was already on guard, so without a surprise attack, it was impossible to hit him.

After circling around without finding an opportunity, Wang Chao accelerated and shook off the black-robed Taoist.

Gradually, the black-robed Taoist disappeared from sight. After shaking him off, Wang Chao took a deep breath.

This confrontation between Earth and the cultivation civilization made the dynasty realize that while the power of external forces is important, its own improvement cannot be neglected.

The black-robed Taoist saw that after Wang Chao shook him off, he showed no anger. Instead, his eyes turned sinister, and he took out a compass with a sneer.

"I have cultivated for two hundred years. If I can't even defeat two little children, then what have I done with my life?"

The silver pointer spun rapidly on the vermilion compass, leaving afterimages.

Finally, the silver pointer stopped in one direction, and the black-robed Taoist priest sneered.

Wang Chao easily escaped the black-robed Taoist's pursuit and flew at full speed in one direction for a long time until he passed through a primeval forest before stopping.

The dynasty flew a long way, firstly to avoid being caught by the black-robed cultivator, and secondly because the smart mobile terminal could scan data, and the coordinates of the places the dynasty passed through would be marked.

"So hot."

Nangong Qingyu murmured softly, her voice gentle and delicate, like a coquettish complaint, sending shivers down my spine.

Turning her head slightly, she saw an unnatural flush on Nangong Qingyu's face.

Her already stunning beauty was made even more alluring.

Before my eyes, thin crimson silk fabric revealed fair skin, smooth and fragrant, with delicate fingers like tender bamboo shoots, slender, soft, and red.

"are you OK?"

Wang Chao swallowed, feeling a bit thirsty.

"hot."

Nangong Qingyu's eyes were alluring, her voice soft and gentle, seemingly both coquettish and reproachful. Her soft, weak hands gently tugged at her clothes, revealing her bare shoulders and an abundance of alluring beauty.

Nangong Qingyu was a woman of great charm and allure. At the Nanshan Immortal Mine, many powerful cultivators were captivated by her, for she possessed a bewitching and alluring charm that could entice all beings.

Such a beautiful scene would be irresistible to any normal person. Wang Chao glanced at the hovercar, turned on the air conditioning, and slightly calmed the rising flames in his heart.

"The dynasty, I want it."

Nangong Qingyu opened her eyes, a moment of clarity followed by a fleeting allure.

Clearly, the black-robed Taoist priest had tampered with Nangong Qingyu.

No, you don't want it.

Turning the air conditioner up to its maximum, Wang Chao became a little more awake.

Wang Chao felt like a saint, for he hadn't taken advantage of anyone in this dangerous situation.

It's not easy to remain unmoved by someone in your arms. Unless the person around you is someone whose situation is complicated and difficult to explain.

Wang Chao transferred his spiritual power into Nangong Qingyu's body, slowly refining that strange substance.

Nangong's lustful gaze gradually cleared; she had fallen under the black-robed cultivator's spell and was powerless to expel it.

Now, after the dynasty helped him relieve his stress, he was somewhat exhausted and had no energy left.

As darkness fell, Wang Chao parked the hovercar on an ancient tree, turned off the interior lights, and adjusted the air conditioning to room temperature.

In the darkness, Wang Chao felt a soft embrace. Instinctively, Wang Chao trembled slightly and then closed his eyes.

He could see in the night, but he still closed his eyes; she didn't need sleep, but she still nestled in his arms.

"Why didn't you... just now?"

Nangong Qingyu's voice was as faint as a mosquito's buzz, barely audible.

"there is nothing?"

Wang Chao's eyelashes trembled slightly, and the corners of his mouth turned up as he asked the question knowing the answer already.

"No, there isn't one."

Nangong Qingyu blushed, her heart raced, and she buried her head deep in her chest.

"Which one is that?"

Wang Chao pretended to be clueless, and the little girl got shy, but he insisted on asking.

"what--!"

As night fell, a scream rang out, startling a flock of birds into flight, which fluttered about, creating a lively scene in the forest.

Wang Chao grimaced in pain. It seems that this pinching technique with his index and second fingers is universally applicable!

The pain in his weak spot brought Wang Chao to his senses a little more. He secretly berated himself for deserving it. Trying to reason with a woman and use logic? Are you out of your mind?

"Ugh!"

Wang Chao sighed softly.

Why are you sighing? Did you pinch me too hard?

Nangong Qingyu's tone suddenly became very gentle.

"No, I regret it. I regret that I was so confused that I stopped the car."

Wang Chao said nonchalantly, as he had expected, the Divine Skill of pinching between his middle and index fingers did not come to pass. In the darkness, there was a rustling sound.

Wang Chao sensed something, and subconsciously swallowed, his heart racing, his breathing rapid, and his fingers gripping the seat tightly.

A pair of soft hands, like light ribbons, circled around the back of the dynasty.

The night was cool and still, the stars twinkled, and in the dense primeval forest, an ancient tree rustled softly.

In the center of the ancient tree's branches, there was a strange metal shell that was trembling violently.

A winding path leads to a secluded spot, startling a pair of birds into flight, as they listen to the lapping of the waves.