Unstoppable Martial Arts: Starting with brother's wife and young sister Chapter 1442 - 656: Wan Sheng! Pervert! (Part 3)

Slightly lowered her head.

"Damn it, what kind of kink!"

The red gauze attire was like wearing nothing at all, felt drafty even while walking.

Quickly!

A towering hall emerged before everyone’s eyes.

Two female guards were at the entrance.

The spiritual power swept over everyone recklessly, not even sparing Qin Se.

A moment later.

"Go in!"

Spoke one of the female cultivators indifferently.

"Thank you!"

Even Qin Se nodded slightly to them, after all, sometimes a word from those beside the ancient ancestor held more sway than his own as Sect Leader.

Moreover, only these two have survived serving the ancient ancestor.

It’s imaginable the distinct status they hold in Wan Sheng’s heart.

Entering the hall.

Chen Xuan finally saw Wan Sheng.

"Damn it, so sleazy!"

With that appearance, the beggars on the street looked better than him, bald, small-eyed, rounded like a ball, resembling a pig.

"Pervert!"

Not just Saint Realm experts, even average martial artists could refine their appearance.

Typically, martial artists are not ugly.

Unless someone had peculiar preferences.

Just as Chen Xuan guessed, this was Wan Sheng’s kink, related to his past.

"Greetings, Old Ancestor!"

Qin Se bowed, "These are female cultivators brought by Jidao Mountain, all trained according to your preferences, Sir."

Wan Sheng slowly opened his eyes.

His gaze swept over each one, finally nodding with satisfaction, "Xia Pifu had put thought into this, good, good!"

Not just good!

Much better than the female cultivators Qin Se found over the years.

His eyes almost sparkled.

"This damn thing is also a Saint?"

Chen Xuan mocked in his heart, "Just a lecherous scumbag."

What has he been through?

Chen Xuan grew increasingly curious about Wan Sheng’s past, but even Daoist Saint did not have clarity on this.

Moreover, about saints, no derivation could explain.

Wan Sheng waved his hand dismissively at Qin Se, who immediately bowed and retreated.

"You, come here!"

Suddenly, a female cultivator was called out.

She was mildly startled, but still moved over promptly.

"Come, be in old man’s embrace!"

The female cultivator hesitated slightly, even a flash of disgust in her eyes, but she obediently sat down, and Wan Sheng’s lips curled upwards.

As a Saint!

He certainly knew the female cultivator was unwilling, but she still obeyed, he enjoyed this sensation.

"Come, play music, dance!"

Wan Sheng waved his large hand, and musical instruments appeared out of thin air.

Instantly!

Music started, dancing began!

While Wan Sheng held a white chess piece, drinking wine, listening to music, watching the dance, he felt truly alive at this moment.

However, seeing the red dance movements, hatred flickered in his eyes.

Though it vanished in a moment, Chen Xuan noticed it.

"This filthy thing... definitely has some perverted issues."

Indeed, he sensed Wan Sheng’s emotional fluctuations, evidently unusual.

"A person with a story, and a tragic one at that!"

"Ah——"

Suddenly, the female cultivator in his embrace cried out, pain depicted on her face.

The atmosphere was instantly disrupted.

"Die!"

Wan Sheng coldly said, the next moment, the female cultivator turned into a mist of blood, absorbed slowly into his body.

This scene!

Caused terror to instantly show in the eyes of the female cultivators present.

After absorbing, Wan Sheng’s face displayed a satisfied smile, falling cold into everyone’s heart.

"Continue!"

Wan Sheng slowly uttered two words.

The fearful women dared not hesitate.

Music played, dancing resumed!

And Wan Sheng showed enjoyment once again.

After the piece ended!

He slowly opened his eyes, "Come over, serve the old man!"

With this command!

The women obediently approached, nonetheless trembling, fearing to follow in the previous cultivator’s footsteps.

"Disrobe!"

Wan Sheng’s gaze brazenly swept over the female cultivators.

He enjoyed humiliating them this way.

Like the humiliation he received from that damned woman back then.

"Quickly!"

Suddenly, Wan Sheng grew frantic, frightening the women to tremble.

"Good opportunity!"

Chen Xuan saw the chance from Wan Sheng’s eyes, obviously thinking of something, instantly casting Spirit Leaf.

A green light descended from the sky, enveloping him.

Chen Xuan instantly altered the whole hall like this, space, and time completely chaotic.

"Presumptuous!"

Wan Sheng immediately reacted, his Dao power surged, but just as it left the body, Spirit Leaf suppressed it back.

"Damn it, so close!"

Chen Xuan muttered, everything happening in an instant.

"Xia Pifu.....!!!"

Wan Sheng screamed, glaring at Chen Xuan, "You’re asking for death!!!"

In his view, only Daoist Saint dared to move against him.

"Shut up!"

"Slap!"

Followed by a fierce slap, Chen Xuan held nothing back, the sound shook the entire hall.

Even as a Saint!

At this moment, Wan Sheng’s smacked cheek swelled high.

"You’re not Daoist Saint!!!"

Wan Sheng’s eyes intensely narrowed, having sensed Chen Xuan’s Dao power just now, not Daoist Saint’s.

"Damn it!"

"You assumed it, did I say so?!"

Chen Xuan’s form gradually transformed.

"Impossible!"

Wan Sheng stared at the unfamiliar face, even the aura he first encountered.

"You are Saint Realm!!!"

How could this be? The Heavenly Dao only left eight divine souls, why is there a ninth one?

Heavenly Dao doesn’t know?

"Slap!"

Chen Xuan slapped fiercely again, finally evening out Wan Sheng’s face.

"Hmm..."

"This is much better! Just watch instantly."

Chen Xuan clapped his hands self-satisfactorily.

Crushed by Spirit Leaf, there’s no rush, damn made him into a female cultivator, even wore such grotesque stuff.

A necessity to teach him good!