Misguided practice of sinister cultivation techniques: Slander! The problem lies with you all, not me!-Chapter 950 - 498:

Upon hearing Duan Yun's words, the six women displayed a trace of hesitation on their previously extremely confident and flawless faces.

Because they also sensed that their otherwise invincible beauty might not have much effect in front of this person.

The leading woman asked a question in the Jiu Zhou accent characteristic of Fusang—"Are you from the two states of Yun Yu?"

Duan Yun was slightly surprised: "You can even guess that?"

The six women, upon hearing this answer, couldn't help but show a look of realization.

For a fellow male paired with the unique tough will of a master, this is barely achievable.

Duan Yun suddenly reacted, angrily: "I am not a fellow male!"

The leading woman stepped forward, separating herself from the ripples formed by the hem of her skirt on the ground.

Now completely unclad, she displayed no trace of shyness, instead, she was confident, exuding an air of untouchable nobility.

"All mortals seek to desecrate the Immortal in their lifetime, but if you refuse the chance for joy, don't blame the Immortal for desecrating you."

As she spoke, her voice turned extraordinarily cold, like an Immortal looking down on mortals.

She's about to desecrate!

In the next instant, the six women soared into the sky.

They were unburdened by clothes, yet the ropes tightly bound around their legs now floated around them, colorful and dazzling at a glance, resembling celestial maidens from Feitian murals.

The celestial maidens danced, and the sound of a pipa began to resound.

Yet in their hands, there was no pipa.

Duan Yun and Ziyu looked closely and realized they were using their own collarbones as pipas!

As they plucked at their collarbones with ten fingers, the tremors resonated, causing their jade-like skin to vibrate.

In that moment, the sound of the pipa poured down like pearls falling onto a jade plate.

The moment this sound was heard, Ziyu felt a headache, as if countless transparent threads were slicing her brain, yet her lower abdomen grew hot due to the movement of Duan Yun's True Qi, making her increasingly excited.

The Moon-shielding Light-shaming Sword suddenly unsheathed, reflecting the almost perfect bodies of these women like a mirror.

Let's see if you have any sense of shame!

Ziyu quickly became disappointed.

These people could be described as born wanton, how could they have any sense of shame? Facing her mirror-like Sword Qi, they even engaged in self-admiration in the mirror, hands wandering over their bodies in a state of intoxication.

Ziyu was certain she had never seen such shamelessly beautiful women.

Oddly, she felt somewhat angry.

For women to be both beautiful and shameless, flaunting their beauty exclusively in front of Duan Yun, who belonged to her group of Yuzhu heroines, was simply an insult to their group.

Ziyu felt a kind of indescribable sense of bitter anguish.

At that moment, she seemed to be fighting not alone, but as though the spirits of Shen Ying and Feng Ling'er had possessed her, granting her strength.

This strength carried bitterness, an unease that wanted to scream "No!"

Yet precisely this kind of "No!" caused her aura to soar, and her Sword Qi to become brighter like a mirror.

"Mirror break!"

With Ziyu pressing against Duan Yun's back, in a split second, the mirror-like Sword Qi she emitted shattered.

The shattered mirror turned into crystalline shards, each piece incredibly sharp.

Ziyu seldom exhibited the sharp side of the Moon-shielding Light-shaming Sword, as typically, the enemy's combat strength would drop drastically in guilt, easily killed by her.

Yet now, the Moon-shielding Light-shaming Sword was incredibly sharp, and the air seemed to be sliced into fragments, forming turbulent streams.

Duan Yun didn't have the luxury to admire the sharpness of this Sword Qi because, at this moment, Ziyu was pressing against him.

They were so close that, even through their clothing, the lines were remarkably clear, emanating the body heat of both sexes.

At this point, with the mutual flow of True Qi between them, Duan Yun even felt that this distance could be considered a negative number.

Whether it was Ziyu, Feng Ling'er, or Shen Ying, for a long time they were used by Duan Yun as wings.

This "wing" usually cooperated with Duan Yun, pouring Inner Strength into him.

Yet this time, Ziyu had a novel experience.

She discovered that the more her Sword Intent elevated, the more Duan Yun's True Qi would flow like water, continuously entering her body.

Previously, it was Duan Yun taking from her, but now she could reverse the flow, creating an exhilarating sensation of reversing the Heavenly Gang, placing the woman above the man, giving her the illusion of ascending to become a Sword Immortal.

If heaven did not birth me, Sword Immortal Ziyu, the Sword Dao would remain as eternal night!

In reality, it was another form of addiction.

Duan Yun had previously absorbed quite a bit of True Qi from those Immortal maidens.

Even he found the absorption of this True Qi extraordinarily exhilarating, producing an addiction with a fear of never absorbing it again.

This is why he referred to it as "Immortal Qi," because it indeed produced an ethereal sensation.

However, as a righteous Young Hero, he could withstand the test.

Compared to Duan Yun, Ziyu was not so steadfast.

Now she was solely focused on wielding her sword and on her lower abdomen, continuously drawing True Qi from Duan Yun.

Duan Yun naturally allowed her unrestricted access, as after the previous extensive absorption, his body was now overflowing with True Qi. 𝕗𝐫𝐞𝕖𝕨𝐞𝗯𝚗𝕠𝘃𝐞𝚕.𝐜𝗼𝚖

Admittedly, the True Qi absorbed from those long-necked Immortal maidens was indeed more difficult to assimilate.

Currently, Ziyu can be described as serving as a "overflowing essence" tool, which Duan Yun was all too happy to use.

The sound waves produced by the collarbones continued to resonate, and the surrounding air had already undergone significant changes.