章 666: Devoted Feixue, Lingjue Temple

Ling Yun perspired profusely. My dearest Big Sister Murong, why did you have to use such a horrible term to describe a great cultivator like me?

However, that meant that she at least bought what Ling Yun said. Ling Yun nodded helplessly since he achieved his goal.

"I guess you can say that, however, I'm stronger than a half-immortal…" Ling Yun boasted.

"Seriously! Why did you involve yourself with superstitious stuff!" Murong Feixue graduated from a top British university and obviously didn't believe in such rubbish. Ling Yun was breaking new ground for her.

Murong Feixue's heart skipped many beats when she thought of how Ling Yun could see her underwear. Would he also know her cup size then?

"So you also calculated Zhu Yongwang and Hou Yaozong's illnesses based on that?

"And when you gambled stones…?"

The bottleneck was released. Murong Feixue fired her questions like a canon loaded with bombs.