Hearing the roaring from the courtyard, the Tree Demon sneered: "The Innate Qi within my body is in perfect harmony of Yin and Yang, endlessly sustaining. You think you can kill me with this little trick? Dream on!"
Fang Zhou pushed the Tree Demon through the main gate, smiling and waving goodbye: "Then I wish you sweet dreams too."
With its demonic power sealed, the Tree Demon, now powerless as a common person, was pushed into a group of Monks who had taken Strong aphrodisiacs.
Immediately, excited howls from the Monks filled the air, like thirsty desert travelers stumbling upon a sweet spring.
Although the gate was closed and nothing could be seen, Fang Zhou could imagine the scene; after all, the adult films from his past life hadn't been watched in vain.
Ling Xiaoyue tiptoed, flying up to the top of the wall, and found a comfortable position to lie down.
Fang Zhou looked up at her: "What are you doing?"
