Chapter 108: 8) Three and Brach...

Bai Lung's piercing gaze swept over Xu Yin, his expression betraying not a single flicker of emotion.

It was as though she was a mere insect, unworthy of his attention. With a subtle tilt of his chin, he regarded her coolly.

"So, the cast-aside wife deigns to grace me with her presence..." His voice was velvet-smooth, yet carried an undercurrent of disdain due to her lack of talent.

Bai Lung is a villain, a cursed child of heaven, beauty means nothing if she doesn't possess any talent in cultivation, for him.

"Let's cut the chase and be truthful... Tell me, what do you possess that could possibly be of use to one such as I?"

The atmosphere suddenly turned oppressive.

Xu Yin met his gaze unflinchingly, her own features carefully schooled into an impassive mask.

"I am skilled in the domestic arts, Holy Envoy. I can tend to your every need, from preparing meals to overseeing the household... I have refined arts in Tea making and piano," Her tone was measured, devoid of emotion.

Bai Lung's lips curled into a small smile.

"How...pedestrian." He drummed his fingers against the arm of his chair, his eyes narrowing slightly.

"I had heard tales of your beauty and talent, but it would seem they were greatly exaggerated,"

He paused, his gaze shifting to where Xiao Ling'r stood, a calculating gleam entering his eyes.

"As for you,..." A slow, predatory smile spread across his face.

"Perhaps you might be of more...interest to me, go stand beside your mother," he said, his voice cold as ice.

Saintess felt chill but nodded her head, and made a way.

The Mother and Daughter stood side by side... Both are equally beautiful and sexy, with an alluring body.

With a slight incline of his head, he regarded them both as if they were mere pawns on a chessboard.

"How...quaint." his eyes narrowed as he studied them intently.

"I had heard whispers of your virtues, but it would seem they were greatly... Way too much exaggerated," His lips curled into a humorless smile.

"Domestic arts and musical refinement hold little interest for one such as I..."

This is called phantom shadow art, one of the family art of Bai Lung's family.

"Mu Chen, Oh, Mu Chen..." Bai Lung smirked in a sinister way, while he looked at primordial seed in his hand.

This was another reward handed to him by the system as Daily Log-in.

"Primordial Unknown origin egg, primordial seed... Hmph! The system is truly a blessing," Bai Lung said to himself, knowing how much help it was.

[ of course, helping the Host is my duty ]

She floats in the air, wrapping her arms around his neck, her breast on his back shoulders, providing comfort.

[ Protagonist! ]

- Mu Chen

- Yang Khan

[ Reward progression: 1/3 ]

A blue window popped in front of him, showing two alive protagonists, he had encountered.

As blessed as he is, he would also gain a powerful reward, once he slaughters 3 protagonists, truly, when spring arrives it's only reasonable for birds to sing.

In the next instance, The Black inky aura emerged from his hands while he took some deep breaths.

It was too hard for him to control his lust... He wanted to absorb the spirit roots of everyone presented there...

The thick smell of Talent and possibilities, in the Grand Hall was constantly challenging his patience.

He was hungry, lustful for Talent and power.

"Haah!" Bai Lung looked at his shaky hands, "It's time for me to feast,"

He muttered in a small tone, wanting to swallow the origin of some talented individual.

Swoosh!

His figure blurred while he made his way to the sect's core disciple area.