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Chapter 129 - 95: Madam, you surely wouldn’t want to waste the number of copies, would you? (Please subscribe for daily updates)

Chapter 129: Chapter 95: Madam, you surely wouldn’t want to waste the number of copies, would you? (Please subscribe for daily updates)

Bathed in moonlight, the flickering campfire teased Xie Xiaochan relentlessly, casting her face in alternating light and shadows.

Staring at the private message from the other party that read "Thank you, that was comfortable," her brows gradually furrowed.

What was he talking about?

Her adorable twin ponytails bounced in the moonlight as Xie Xiaochan couldn’t help but fall into deep thought.

On the other side of the campfire, Song Nianhui sliced another piece of fox meat from beneath his sword and held it over the fire to roast and eat.

This fox had the face of a woman on its belly, clearly a monster of an unusual species, with sour and toxic flesh that normal people wouldn’t touch.

But Song Nianhui did eat it, and with great relish at that, because his occupation was the Second Rank "Weapon Master" in the Martial Artist path.

Transcendents of this occupation were quite special. The foundational skill of the Second-order Curse Seal was named [Food Essence to Qi], which allowed them to cultivate their qi through consuming the flesh and blood of unusual species, creating a powerful and viscous qi within their bodies.

Laypeople who were not from this profession didn’t understand and would generally just refer to it as "Inner Strength."

Martial Artists from this path really did fight with the style depicted in wuxia novels and comics, full of swift swordplay and pervasive qi.

Maybe wuxia novels were actually based on the Martial Artists.

Who inspired whom, that was still hard to say.

Seeing Xie Xiaochan’s face flicker from light to dark at number thirty-eight on the Qingyun List, Song Nianhui felt an inexplicable sense of schadenfreude.

He deliberately ate his meat loudly and with gruff humor said, "Still refusing you, huh? Ah well, life is full of bumps; it’s all normal. No need to take it to heart, hahaha..."

Xie Xiaochan gave him a blank look, "Not at all. He just said ’Thank you, that was comfortable.’ Do you know what he means?"

"Ah?"

Song Nianhui was puzzled.

How would I know?

Did you send him some suggestive pictures or what?

"Heh, it seems I need to step in as expected, I’m truly deserving of myself." Not understanding, she stopped thinking about it.

Xie Xiaochan, in a good mood again, took out her small brush and ran to the lakeside, sat on a rock, and began fishing with a straight hook.

Then she saw "Gu Pan" sent another message in the private channel:

Gu Pan: "I’m a student, let’s see your legs."

"?"

Xie Xiaochan’s expression froze once again.

Once she understood, her cheeks flushed with embarrassment and annoyance, thinking:

Alright, alright, the truth comes out at the end, huh? If I don’t show you, will you refuse my team invitation?

Such a beast taking advantage of a situation! If I fell into your hands, who knows what you’d do to me.

Such a Lust Demon! Lewd! Shameless scoundrel!

She first gnashed her teeth in her mind, then laughed to herself:

"Well then, it looks like this guy is a lecher whose private life is a mess, already corrupted by those seductive foxes! In that case, he perfectly meets my selection criteria."

"Heh, it’s just a photo. Lust and desire can’t taint my Dao Heart. I’ll give it to you."

After a moment’s thought, Xie Xiaochan opened the [Trading Channel], then selected [Photo Service]

[Photo Service: 10 Contribution points per use, the resulting photo is a virtual image of a physical photograph. If you send it to someone else, you will not see it in your chat history. Exchange?]

[Yes.]

Zzzt.

A current passed through her earlobe, surged across her heart, and in the space in front of Xie Xiaochan materialized an intricate and enigmatic Eye of No Pupils—

The lens focused on Xie Xiaochan.

She sat on the rock, her back ramrod straight, the picture of propriety.

But after a thought, she slightly lifted the sides of her gown, like a qipao’s slits, revealing just a hint of delicate, pinkish boots.

Her waist relaxed a tiny bit, no longer as stiff.

"How despicable, to make me strike such a lewd pose..."

Xie Xiaochan lightly bit her lower lip.

That small gesture lent her face the allure of thawing ice in the North Sea, adding a touch of frivolity and seduction on top of her dignity and elegance.

She pressed the shutter button, click~

[Photo Taken Successfully]

* Upgraded Network

* Xie Xiaochan (No Lewdness Allowed), Second Order Seven-Colored Taoist

[You have obtained a photo.jpg]

"The photo turned out quite well, I really am something," Xie Xiaochan admired herself before sending the photo.

—

"About time to sleep, probably another troll, heh."

Xu Shu stretched lazily.

At that moment, his screen popped up a notification:

[Alert: Xie Xiaochan has sent you a photo.]

Hmm?

Xu Shu’s expression froze.

No way, you actually sent it?

I was just boasting, talking nonsense...

"Could it be some Demon bodybuilder trying to scare me?"

Harboring doubts, Xu Shu opened the message.

Zzzt, a jolt of electricity shot through his underwear, shocking him.

[Alert: You have saved the photo, which can be viewed at any time. If you send it to someone else, the photo will be automatically removed from your chat history.]

It was an exquisitely clear, unblurred photo.

Under the moonlight, the lake shimmered, as the twin-ponytailed girl lifted a corner of her gown; her cheeks tinged with redness, she was an untouched shy bloom, yet embarrassingly like a pitiable, coerced housewife.

"Brilliant."

Xu Shu couldn’t help but give a thumbs up.

It had to be the cute, double-ponytailed little Taoist!

Straddling the line between austerity and sensuality, rich and generous.

But strangely enough, although she’d made such enticing poses, she came across as utterly dignified.

No, that couldn’t even be called dignified.

It was as if she were radiating a Buddha-like aura.

She was so saintly that one could only think of engaging in ascetic practices upon seeing her, desiring a life of peace and quiet, rather than any Qixing Entertainment.

Xu Shu even couldn’t resist glancing at the Narrow Sleeve Guanyin beside him, feeling that Xie Xiaochan had somewhat of a Bodhisattva’s air about her.