Chapter 175 Zeus’s Influence

Chapter 175 Zeus's Influence

Long Tian and Liu Zhenyi embraced, sharing a passionate kiss.

Long Tian gently pressed her against the sofa, his lips caressing her neck, eliciting soft moans accompanied by heavy breaths.

Gradually, his hands moved to her shirt, skillfully unbuttoning it.

Liu Zhenyi didn't resist Long Tian; she simply lay there, allowing him to proceed. It's ironic to consider that she once held the belief of steering clear of playboys and choosing good men... yet here she is, surrendering to the allure of Long Tian.

But truth be told, with Long Tian, she doesn't quite feel regret.

At this moment, her school uniform completely slipped off her body, leaving only her exposed body with her bra.

Long Tian hoisted her up, their lips entwined in a fiery kiss, as Liu Zhenyi fervently clung to his neck.

With an intense passion fueling their desires, they proceeded into a room. Continue reading on No_veLbIn

Shortly thereafter, the room echoed with the symphony of passionate moans.

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Meanwhile, in Shanghai, on a field surrounded by bamboo, a woman in her thirties with elegant white hair stands tall. Before her are five men, ranging from middle-aged individuals to the elderly.

Her face bears a familiar look, unmistakably Li Yan.

On the field's edge, around ten figures don uniforms adorned with a crescent moon emblem and a dragon with a crescent shape—an emblem representing Xuantian Academy. These are Elders observing the scene.

"Are you ready?" inquired one of the men.

"That should be my line," Li Yan responded, her tone exuding confidence.

Upon hearing this, some among them felt a surge of emotion. Yet, they patiently awaited the signal to commence their attack.

In a decisive moment, one Elder declared, "Fight!"

With that, the five men readied themselves for the confrontation, their focus entirely fixed on Li Yan.

Meanwhile, Li Yan remained remarkably composed, a confident smile gracing her face.

"Attack!" A voice commanded, prompting one of them to sprint toward Li Yan, followed by the others.

Several unleashed a variety of attacks, from kicks to punches, yet Li Yan effortlessly evaded them.

Her movements were a seamless dance of precision, not a single strike finding its mark.

In response to the intensified assault from her adversaries, she continued to evade with ease, maintaining a confident smile that never wavered.

Several Elders witnessing this spectacle were both astonished and perspiring. The stakes were high—if Li Yan emerged victorious against these five, her request would be fulfilled.

Two days prior, she had arrived as an unassuming guest. Despite her unremarkable status, her cultivation base at the peak of the golden core was exceptional. Few achieved such a level, and Li Yan, appearing remarkably youthful, was no exception.

Among the onlookers, an Elder—a robust old man with a scar over his right eye and a flowing white beard—closely monitored the unfolding fight.

As the one who proposed that Li Yan's victory would secure her request, he observed with keen interest.

"It's not surprising, considering I've encountered someone like you, trapped in this humble world. However, my meeting with that person was far from warm or pleasant," Long Zuandi replied, his hand brushing the scar over his right eye.

Li Yan observed him, comprehending the meaning behind Long Zuandi's words.

"You're not considering ending the life of someone not originally from this world, are you?" she inquired, her gaze narrowing.

Contrarily, Long Zuandi smiled. "Certainly not. I merely recall that event. To be frank, I miss the moment of my encounter with that person," he stated.

Hearing this, Li Yan remained silent. At this point, she refrained from playing around as Long Zuandi held a higher cultivation base than her, in the Transcendent realm.

"And you, what is your goal in this world?" Long Zuandi suddenly asked.

"Everyone harbors secrets, Grand Elder, myself included. But rest assured, I have no intention of seizing control of this academy," Li Yan replied.

"Fair enough," Long Zuandi nodded. "In any case, you are genuinely intriguing. Perhaps I can introduce you to my grandson."

"Is that Long Tian? Well, I kind of appreciate him because he's the reason I'm free. I suppose you can convey my thanks to him, Grand Elder," Li Yan responded, a grin appearing on her face.

Long Zuandi was taken aback. "You know my grandson? How?" he asked, intrigued.

"As I mentioned earlier, Grand Elder, everyone has secrets," Li Yan replied, her tone exuding a mysterious aura.

Long Zuandi squinted his eyes, still curious, but refrained from further inquiries.

While walking, Li Yan contemplated her goal. Now that she was liberated after the blood contract had been severed.

She learned about Long Tian through Qin Chen, who frequently invoked his name in fits of anger, and Shen Yulan, now residing within the necklace around her neck, also divulged information about him.

Moreover, when she observed how Long Tian orchestrated a scenario, back in Wudang sect, framing Qin Chen as the thief and leading to him becoming a hunted figure across the entire Han Empire.

And now, with the blood contract severed, signaling Qin Chen's demise, she speculated that Long Tian was the one responsible for his death.

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In the opulent confines of the mansion's bedroom, Long Tian sat, now bared, his form discreetly veiled by a blanket.

His countenance mirrored a blend of confusion and disbelief, hands cradling his head in turmoil.

A sidelong glance uncovered Liu Zhenyi, also enshrouded in a blanket, peacefully asleep with tear stains marking her face.

"Damn it, now, did Zeus finally influenced me?" he muttered, grappling with his thoughts.

The vivid memory of his mind being struck by a lightning bolt lingered, triggering a complete metamorphosis in his personality. He retained awareness but found himself propelled by an intense desire, culminating in an intimate encounter with Liu Zhenyi.

He sighed. Naturally, he understood the inevitable side effects of the martial spirits, where each spirit would influence one's character.

Consider a dragon, for instance; emanating confidence, pride, and arrogance, yet encapsulating the sagacity inherent to a dragon.

But Zeus... He genuinely struggled to articulate his thoughts. Zeus is depicted as a complete bastard in Greek mythology, and he had no desire to delve into that topic.

In the end, Long Tian shook his head, diverting his gaze to the tranquil figure of Liu Zhenyi.

"I suppose I'll freshen up first," he mused.

With that decision, he rose, clad only in his pants, and strode toward the door.

However, before he could reach it, the door handle suddenly turned, swinging the door ajar to reveal a woman in her thirties, adorned in professional attire, standing directly in front of him.