"Miss, this is just a misunderstanding!" Qin Yang shouted. "I'm an outer disciple of the Thousand Hidden Sect. I took a mission to gather Black Moon Flowers and didn't know you were bathing here..."
Lou Mengyu's blush spread to her ears as she snapped, "Stop! Die!"
How could Qin Yang dare stop? He pulled out his mission slip. "Look, I have proof! This really is a misunderstanding!"
"Even the sect leader himself couldn't save you today!" Lou Mengyu growled.
Since she'd turned ten, not even her mother had... yet this brat had seen everything!
Only by killing him could she preserve her purity!
Seeing her murderous intent and remembering her earlier ambush, Qin Yang realized he'd likely be dead already if the system hadn't automatically copied his cultivation techniques and martial arts.
Fueled by anger, Qin Yang taunted as she closed the distance: "Aren't you tired of running? With those big mounds on your chest, you can't see your legs anyway. Why not hold them up with both hands? You might run faster that way."
Lou Mengyu's mind went blank. This brat... was humiliating her so completely!
Seeing her slow down, Qin Yang's heart swelled with triumph—his strategy was working! He pressed his advantage, taunting, "I've seen everything. That bend over to wash your hair... tsk tsk, absolutely stunning. The view from behind was crystal clear..."
"And that naked battle with the wolf spirit? I doubt anyone else will ever witness such a spectacle..."
Lou Mengyu's expression froze momentarily before darkening like ancient glacial ice.
"So you witnessed everything," she said, halting.
Qin Yang stopped too, gasping for breath. Without true qi, he'd relied solely on physical strength to flee, barely managing to activate the copied Pursuit Wind Step. Though the chase had been brief, it left him thoroughly exhausted.
"Indeed, I saw it all. Want to pledge yourself to me now?" Qin Yang's eyes raked over her figure with blatant amusement. "With those looks and curves, I suppose I could make do."
"Make... do?" Lou Mengyu's silver teeth clenched. Her composure quickly returned as she stared at Qin Yang with emotionless eyes. "You're trying to provoke me into losing control. If you can reach civilization first, you'll be safe. Since I'm naked, I can't slaughter every witness, can I?"
Qin Yang's expression froze. How did she suddenly regain consciousness?
"Ice Heart Art!" Qin Yang blurted out involuntarily.
Though constrained by his cultivation realm, he had successfully replicated and mastered the Ice Heart Art. This technique allowed one to maintain constant clarity of mind!
No wonder this peerless beauty could regain consciousness even in such dire circumstances.
"How do you know the cultivation technique I practice?" Lou Mengyu asked, her voice tinged with confusion.
Qin Yang swallowed hard, already strategizing how to stall her.
"Doesn't matter," Lou Mengyu said, her tone turning lethal. "You must die!"
"Clear Wind Willow Palm!" Lou Mengyu unleashed the yellow-tier martial art once more.
"Clear Wind Willow Palm!" Qin Yang countered with the same technique. Compared to brute-force methods like Tiger Fist or Ox Punch, this palm technique was far more refined.
Though lacking true qi and facing overwhelming power disparity, Qin Yang's mastery of Clear Wind Willow Palm reached extraordinary heights - a realm ordinary cultivators could never attain.
Moreover, the palm's principle of using softness to overcome hardness proved surprisingly effective in this confrontation.
"Why do you know my martial art?" Lou Mengyu demanded again, her voice sharpening. Their clash had revealed her opponent using identical techniques to nullify her attacks!
Though Qin Yang maintained the upper hand despite the power disparity, if his opponent were slightly stronger, that single palm strike would have defeated him!
This was simply impossible!
"Impossible!" Lou Mengyu shook his head. "You're only at the Qi Refining Realm. The Clear Wind Willow Palm is a yellow-tier martial art—you can't possibly cultivate it, let alone reach such a high level!"
"If you know any other yellow-tier martial arts, go ahead and use them! Let's see if I can't match them!" Qin Yang challenged.
Wasting resources... he lamented inwardly. Transcendental replication is such a waste...
The interface showed 3/10 for cultivation techniques and 4/10 for martial arts, reflecting his duplication of the Ice Heart Art, Clear Wind Willow Palm, and Pursuit Wind Step.
"Parlor tricks!" Lou Mengyu scoffed, already switching to a new technique. "Wind Piercing Finger!"
His fingers formed a sword-like gesture as he thrust them forward.
Opponent's martial art copied: Wind Piercing Finger. Automatically upgraded to peak mastery. Martial arts: 5/10.
The slender, jade-like fingers now moved with the speed and sharpness of a refined blade, swift as lightning.
"Wind Piercing Finger!" Qin Yang roared, mirroring the motion with his own finger strike.
Without the enhancement of true qi, this finger strike's power was diminished tenfold. Yet from the outside, no flaws were visible.
Lou Mengyu's heart trembled violently. If the opponent knew the Clear Wind Willow Palm, it might be coincidental. But this Wind Piercing Finger could not possibly be coincidental.
For this Wind Piercing Finger was a family martial technique, just like the Ice Heart Art. Both served as foundational training for cultivating higher-level martial arts and techniques.
"So big... so white..." Qin Yang marveled, withdrawing his Wind Piercing Finger and retreating to create distance.
Lou Mengyu shook with anger. If he dared to exchange blows, she could have shattered his fingers!
Qin Yang wasn't foolish. In a direct martial arts confrontation, his opponent's strength far surpassed his own. He could only find excuses to avoid battle.
"Return my clothes!" Lou Mengyu ground out through clenched teeth.
"Why bother returning them? You've already seen everything," Qin Yang laughed heartily.
Returning the clothes was out of the question. If he did, she'd put them on without restraint. Though the Ice Heart Art stabilized her mind, she remained a young woman. Her maidenly modesty must have reached its breaking point.
As for the other reason... ahem.
"You can't escape anyway," Lou Mengyu said with a deep breath, her figure flashing through the air. "Let's see how long you can last!"
A fragrant breeze swept past as Lou Mengyu materialized behind Qin Yang. Even by fully activating her Ice Heart Art, she couldn't remain calm at facing a stranger completely naked.
"Wind Piercing Finger!" Lou Mengyu shouted.
Qin Yang frowned, flipping and countering with a palm strike: "Clear Breeze Brushing Willow!"
The moment their techniques met, Qin Yang's palm abruptly shifted direction, like a gentle breeze brushing willow branches, deflecting Lou Mengyu's Wind Piercing Finger.
Using the opponent's force against them - four taels of force to move a thousand catties!
"This sensation is softer and warmer than my dragon-shaped jade pendant..." Qin Yang couldn't resist bringing his hand to his nose and taking a deep breath. "So fragrant!"
"Shameless! Scoundrel!"
A glint of delight flashed in Qin Yang's lecherous eyes as he activated his Ice Heart Art. Even without true qi, his rational mind remained intact.
Qin Yang remained clear-headed. His only chance of escape lay in disrupting this peerless beauty's composure.
It took Lou Mengyu considerable time to regain her composure. If not for the necessity of killing this wretch before her, she would have fled this place instantly.
Yet as she steadied herself, a storm of realization surged through her mind.
"Wind Piercing Finger counters Clear Wind Willow Palm, but why...?"
How could the expected counterattack have been inverted?
"Clear Wind Willow Palm!" Lou Mengyu's palm shot forward.
The corner of Qin Yang's mouth twitched upward. "Wind Piercing Finger!"
His finger thrust directly into the center of her palm.
Lou Mengyu's cry of pain echoed as she withdrew her hand.
"Ha! Is that all your martial arts amount to?" Qin Yang sneered.
When martial arts reach their pinnacle, every hidden truth is revealed. Fire may conquer water, but does that mean water cannot overcome fire?
Lou Mengyu's expression wavered. Her hands, which had been raised defensively, now dropped to her sides in a deliberate gesture.
The sudden turn of events left Qin Yang utterly unprepared, his mind reeling. All clarity had vanished; any thought of escape had fled. His eyes were completely consumed by the perfect curves before him.
"Windstorm Kick!" Lou Mengyu shouted, her voice ringing with power. She accelerated with the Pursuit Wind Step, closing the distance in a flash. As she reached him, she pivoted, raised her leg, and swept it out like a raging tempest.
The motion flowed with flawless precision, transforming her peerless curves into a razor-sharp gale.
Windstorm Kick successfully copied. Skill automatically upgraded to peak mastery. Martial Arts: 6/10
The system's timely intervention saved Qin Yang's life. Mustering every ounce of strength, he thrust both palms forward.
"Clear Breeze Parting Willow!"
But this breeze was too feeble, and this willow...
He attempted to employ Four Ounces Diverting Thousand Pounds again, but there was nothing left to divert.
As his palms clashed against her leg, he inadvertently found himself embracing Lou Mengyu's snow-white thigh.
A sharp pain in his chest made him instinctively tighten his arms. The kick sent him flying, yet he clung desperately to the leg in his arms.