Lustful Depravity: The Villain system!-Chapter 30 - 7) The Frost Land
Chapter 30 - 7) The Frost Land
Zhao Fan's eyes gleamed with amusement as he listened to Zhao Meng's furious roars and pathetic insults, his lips curling into a cold, calculating smile.
He even uttered his inner thoughts, how foolish.
"Ah, the little child's tantrum has begun," Zhao Fan thought to himself, his spiritual sense never leaving the scene unfolding before him.
As for not wanting to reveal himself, he doesn't find that he needs to show himself.
Isn't it simply his sense that he thinks Zhao Fan is the one plotting against him?
Let him think whatever he wants.
Without any evidence, what can he do?
Cry?
Even if he complains to elders, what will elders even do?
It will only reduce the glorious image of Zhao Meng in their eyes.
"Tch... What a useless guy. He still thinks he's the center of the universe, and that everyone revolves around him. That his father's inheritance is the only thing that matters, why would I even care for the Zhao clan," Zhao Fan muttered under his breath.
Zhao Fan's fingers drummed a slow, deliberate rhythm on the stone he was hiding behind, his eyes closed while his mind worked at fast speed to analyze every possible outcome of his trap.
"He will try to use his heavenly bell defensive technique to block the second explosion, but it won't work. The chains are suppressing his Qi circulation, and the cold Qi is disrupting his dantian. He's no match for me in this state... He can't use that technique, even if he does, I have another talisman... Haha,"
Zhao Fan's gaze narrowed with cold ruthless glint.
But he won't kill him just yet. Oh no, he wants to see him suffer, to see the look of shock and despair on his face when he realizes he's not the destined one.
He is simply not HIM.
Zhao Fan's sinister smile grew wider.
Boom!
Boom!
One after another, both talismans exploded.
Pfft!
Zhao Meng's coughed blood.
From all-knowing holes such as, eyes, ears, nose, mouth, anus, he was bleeding.
Thud!
With a thud, he fell to his knees, the robes tattered revealing his body slightly.
He fainted.
Seeing his breath getting weaker, Zhao Fan smirked and showed himself.
Baam!
However, as soon as, he went to the cave.
Both beasts appeared in front of him.
"..."
Maybe the new explosions attracted them.
However, behind, him both beasts were looking at him with killing intent.
The first was the phantom Snow Leopard.
A rare and elusive beast known for its mastery over shadow and stealth.
Its silvery black&white fur shimmers under the dim light, yet it vanishes seamlessly into darkness.
Not to mention, with its ability to merge into shadows, it becomes an untouchable phantom, that can strike the enemy before fading back into the shadow world.
These beast lords are feared for their silent movements and lethal precision, it is an apex predators in the snowy mountain ranges, leaving only legendary tales of their existence from the old era.
Cultivators who tame or refine its essence gain enhanced speed, assassination powers, and extraordinary sense in the dark.
And next was, the stunningly charming nine-tail fox spirit.
She was divine but she didn't possess the aura of female lead.
Yettttt!!!!!!!!!
She possessed an ethereal beauty that seemed to transcend mortal limitations, as though sculpted by the heavens themselves.
Her skin was as pure as the finest white jade, smooth and flawless, exuding an almost translucent glow under the snowy light.
Like a divine moon race goddess.
A delicate red dusted her cheeks, resembling the first light of dawn touching the snowy peaks looking at Zhao Fan, but it wasn't blush rather anger.
Her eyes were vast and mesmerizing, like the boundless sky reflected in an untouched lake, deep and enigmatic, shimmering with a faint silver hue akin to starlight scattered across an endless winter snow.
They held an icy yet alluring charm, capable of entrancing those who dared meet her gaze.
Her lips, soft and delicate, carried the allure of cherry blossoms in full bloom, slightly parted, revealing hints of mystery and temptation, so red, so juicy, simply muah!!!
Her long, snow-kissed hair cascaded like a waterfall of midnight, fading into silvery strands at the tips, each lock shimmering with the cold radiance of a winter moon.
Adorning her hair were crystalline snowflakes, refusing to melt, as if drawn to her divine existence.
Her fox-like ears twitched slightly, their snowy tufts adding a sense of untamed allure to her celestial grace.
Her figure was as graceful as an immortal swan, slender yet possessing curves that could leave even the most ascetic cultivators breathless.
Solid F cup.
The contours of her form were wrapped in flowing robes of pale silk, embroidered with frost-kissed patterns, as though woven from the very essence of winter itself.
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Her legs were long and smooth, resembling sculpted white jade pillars, carrying an elegance akin to a celestial maiden descending upon the mortal world, unsoiled by mortal corruption and darkness.
Each step she took exuded boundless grace, as if she tread upon floating lotus petals upon an icy lake.
Her feet were delicate and refined, like lotus buds untouched by the dust of the world, their arch a natural perfection that could leave even the most disciplined monks momentarily spellbound.
They barely seemed to touch the ground, as though she were a spirit drifting between the realms of mortals and gods.
Despite her frosty elegance, there was an undeniable fox-like charm hidden within her every movement, a delicate balance between purity and mischief.
She was like a celestial fox spirit of legend, enchanting, untouchable, and bound to leave behind only wistful dreams in the hearts of those fortunate enough to witness her radiance.
Swish!
Bang!
Her slender long jade legs, kicked him, but he simply grabbed it.
Her skin was soft and tender.
But, despite that, he was pushed backward and she quickly freed her legs.
"Oh!?" Zhao Fan looked at these two and looked at himself.
Truth be told, they are both injured yet, Zhao Fan doesn't think he have any chance to win here, unless he can...
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