Shen Yunhao paused for two seconds, then... expressionlessly pulled her clothes up and continued the detoxification process.
"..."
The atmosphere remained silent for a long while. Just when Shen Yunhao thought the matter would pass by in awkward silence, Wu Yun'er suddenly lowered her head and asked in a voice barely audible, "Is it...pretty?"
Shen Yunhao blurted out instinctively, "It's alright, better than I expected... Hmm? No... I didn't see anything! I didn't see anything!"
He was halfway through his sentence when he suddenly realized what he was saying and hurriedly changed his words.
"Really not?"
"Really, no!"
Wu Yun'er pouted and turned her face to the side, "Then... watch it again... and answer me after you've watched it..."
"?!!"
Shen Yunhao froze on the spot, his head buzzing, unsure whether what was happening before his eyes was real or not.
"I'll let you see it one more time!" Wu Yun'er gritted her teeth, her eyes slightly red, and her voice tinged with grievance. "Anyway, there's nothing I can do now, and I can't resist whatever you want to do! Don't you just like to bully me? Didn't you say I'm flat? Then take a closer look and see if I really am!"
Yes, she definitely has some, but she's still far inferior to Ning Yuyao.
"..."
Seeing her hysterical state, Shen Yunhao slowly realized that the girl was probably acting out of a fit of anger because of her deep-seated shyness and grievances.
Ultimately, this girl wasn't a bad person by nature, and her actions had indeed been somewhat bullying.
After hesitating for a moment, Shen Yunhao could only sigh and say, "I was indeed a bit offensive before. Just consider it as me being mean-spirited and don't take it to heart. If you're still not satisfied... then I apologize to you!"
"..."
The sudden apology caught Wu Yun'er completely off guard, and her turbulent emotions calmed down slightly, but she still stubbornly said, "Who...who cares about your apology..."
"My offense today was indeed unintentional. If you insist on holding it against me... then go ahead and beat me up. I'm used to it anyway."
"..."
"As for your insistence on my evaluation, I didn't actually look at it carefully just now..."
"Shut up!"
Seeing the conversation turning strange, Wu Yun'er hurriedly interrupted, raising her soft fist and punching Shen Yunhao in the chest: "What happened today... forget it! Don't tell anyone! Including Ning Yuyao! If you dare to tell anyone, I'll kill you..."
Shen Yunhao blinked, thinking to himself, "Isn't this obvious? If I told Ning Yuyao, who knows what that jealous little pot of wine would do..."
After Wu Yun'er finished speaking, the atmosphere fell silent again.
Shen Yunhao obediently treated the girl's poison wounds, not daring to think any further.
Unfortunately, this harmonious atmosphere did not last long.
A short while later, Wu Yun'er looked at Shen Yunhao's serious profile and asked softly, "Ning Yuyao... is her... very big?"
"???"
...
On the other side, deep within the Cangxuan Secret Realm, lies a dark place shrouded in towering ancient trees.
Sunlight filtered through the dense canopy, casting dappled shadows on the ground, while the air was filled with decaying leaves and a sense of oppression.
The woman in the white dress suddenly sensed something and subconsciously glanced at her chest.
Her once bulging chest now looked quite slender and capable... Of course, if Shen Yunhao saw it, he would be unhappy again.
After all, her cultivation level was suppressed at the Profound Soul Realm, and her current close-combat-oriented fighting style required Ning Yuyao to maintain her best combat condition.
Anyway... my husband isn't around, so there's no need to show off to anyone...
We can untie it when Shen Yunhao returns.
As her thoughts settled, Ning Yuyao raised her head and looked at the man in the green robe opposite her.
His robes were stained with mud and grass, his hair was disheveled, and his gentle, jade-like face showed just the right amount of fatigue and helplessness.
"Fairy Ning..."
The man in the green robe wore a wry smile, his voice still gentle and polite, "We have no past grievances or recent enmity, so why have you been relentlessly pursuing me all day?"
The person before him was none other than Pan Mingzhe, the core disciple of Baihe Temple whom Shen Yunhao had heard of but never seen before!
As the senior disciple of Baihe Temple, Pan Mingzhe has the cultivation of a half-step Void Soul Realm. His ranking in the Fengyun Record is only slightly lower than Guan Yingying's, so it is not surprising that he can appear in this second stage "final round".
Ning Yuyao stopped ten feet away from him, her Cloud Frost Sword pointing diagonally at the ground. Her cold gaze, like a solid icicle, was fixed on Pan Mingzhe: "Two of my Guanghan Palace disciples have fallen at your hands. As a fellow disciple, how can Yuyao stand idly by..."
Compared to when she first entered the secret realm, Ning Yuyao's aura was now more restrained and composed, but her eyes were like ice that had stood for millennia, colder than ever before.
The pursuit of Pan Mingzhe was ostensibly to seek justice for his fellow disciples, but the deeper reason was the potential threat to Baihe Temple that he had learned from Shen Yunhao!
Furthermore, if Pan Mingzhe hadn't been behind this, why would Shen Yunhao have needed to disguise himself as "Superman Qiang"? And how could he have gotten entangled with Wu Yun'er?
Thinking of this, Ning Yuyao's eyes grew even colder.
Pan Mingzhe shook his head and said, "Within the secret realm, the strong prey on the weak. I am deeply sorry that your disciple was unfortunately eliminated, but it was because his skills were inferior to others. How can you blame me?"
"In that case, let Yuyao also experience Senior Brother Pan's swordsmanship!"
Without further hesitation, Ning Yuyao unleashed a clear and melodious sword cry from her Cloud Frost Sword, its icy sword intent instantly locking onto the man before stabbing him away!
"Since Fairy Ning insists on fighting, then I, Pan... have no choice but to offend her!"
Pan Mingzhe sighed, and drew his long sword, its blade gleaming with a warm, jade-like light.
The battle erupted instantly!
Ning Yuyao's sword was like a howling wind, cold, swift, and aimed straight for the vital points! In contrast, Pan Mingzhe's sword was completely different, dense and supple, like flowing water.
However, the difference is obvious.
After a long period of "sword practice," Ning Yuyao's current strength far surpasses what it was before.
Pan Mingzhe's defense was tight, but it was still like a dam being constantly battered by giant waves, slowly developing cracks.
"Sizzle!"
At one point, the Frost Cloud Sword broke through the defensive perimeter, leaving a deep, bone-revealing bloodstain on the man's left arm!
Pan Mingzhe grunted, his expression changed slightly, and he staggered backward.
Ning Yuyao showed no mercy, her Cloud Frost Sword transforming into a deadly cold light, piercing straight for Pan Mingzhe's vital heart!
Just as Pan Mingzhe was about to be eliminated, the gentle and peaceful look that he had always maintained in his eyes vanished instantly, turning into a blood-red light like a dark abyss!
The next moment, a thick, bloody aura erupted from his body like a volcano, followed by a sudden surge in Pan Mingzhe's aura.
"clang!"
With an incredible angle and speed, the sword in his hand precisely parried Ning Yuyao's deadly strike. The force was so great that it made Ning Yuyao's wrist go numb!
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