1083: 491: Ali, cultivation improves!
1083: 491: Ali, cultivation improves!
Dina hurried to catch up, saying, “You don’t even know the Barbarian Tribe language.”
Lanling said, “Who says you need language to seduce won?
Speaking of Demon Race language, starting tomorrow, teach whenever we’re free.”
“Alright,” Dina replied.
Lanling swiftly descended the mountain.
The weights had been removed from him, and he truly felt as light as a swallow.
Twenty minutes later, Lanling arrived at the lakeside Dina had ntioned.
Indeed, there was a mature and graceful woman sitting there, resting her chin on her knees, watching the sunset in the west.
“Does she co here every day?” Lanling asked.
“Almost every day,” Dina replied.
Lanling asked, “Why do the Chira Tribe mbers have different skin colors—so green, so red, and others with patches?”
Dina said, “That’s the mark of the tribe’s Samurai.
True Chira Tribe mbers mostly have dark skin tones.”
Lanling said, “But Constantine is as white as li, and so is his dim-witted son.”
Dina said, “In the Barbaric Wilds, whiteness is actually seen as beauty, so they take a special dication from a young age to lighten their skin.”
Lanling carefully observed Goufu’s wife and realized she was unlike the other won of the Chira Tribe.
Chira Tribe mbers had exceptionally large eyes, with their pupils occupying a significant proportion, prominent noses, narrow long faces, and certainly tails that resembled whips.
Goufu’s wife before him had features bearing the Demon Race’s flair but was highly human-like, with a honey-wax complexion.
Her pupils were unlike humans, her petite face was particularly sharp—a classic palm-sized beauty.
Her nose was beautifully delicate and refined!
Previously, he’d not looked closely, but now he realized she was an extraordinarily rare beauty.
Most striking was the natural air of charm that lingered on her face.
With the flow of her gaze, she appeared irresistibly alluring.
Unlike the Chira won, she wasn’t so tall; her delicate figure was exquisitely graceful.
She too had a tail, though hers was fuzzy and soft.
“Is she not from the Chira Tribe?” Lanling asked.
“She’s from the Fox Clan,” Dina said.
“Fox Clan beauties are legendary.
Goufu paid a considerable price to marry this Fox Clan woman and has always taken imnse pride in her.
He loves showing off his Fox Clan wife wherever he goes.
Her beauty is unparalleled in the entire tribe.”
Lanling said, “The sunset is about to end; I’ll go seduce her.”
Dina said, “What if she screams, or worse, tells Goufu?
You’ll be torn limb from limb.”
“She won’t,” Lanling replied.
“She won’t say anything.
What’s her na?”
“Ali!” Dina answered.
She loved spending her days at the lakeside, watching sunsets.
Her soul clearly radiated a literary tenderness.
Artistic won like her were the easiest to emotionally sway.
Lanling made his move, seating himself beside the Fox Clan beauty.
She was startled, instinctively clutching at her chest and reaching for the dagger at her waist.
Upon recognizing Lanling, a faint blush colored her cheeks.
“What are you doing here?
Aren’t you afraid my husband will kill you?” The Fox Clan woman asked sharply, “Any man who approaches within three feet of will face my husband’s wrath.”
Though Goufu lacked skill, his sister being the Chieftain’s wife ant few in the tribe dared provoke him.
Of course, the Fox Clan woman’s words were completely incomprehensible to Lanling.
She had watched him twice this morning!
In the Chira Tribe, the most handso man had always been Du Yan, the adopted son of the Foreign Tribe Army’s chief.
Next was Constantine II, the young Chieftain.
But since Lanling’s arrival, it was indisputable that he had beco the most handso man in the tribe.
And this Fox Clan woman had impeccable taste, which hadn’t deviated.
Thus, earlier this morning, when Goufu humiliated Suo Mo, she had softly chuckled but also stolen glances at Lanling.
He truly was an extraordinarily beautiful man.
His face appeared crafted from jade, with a chilling yet wicked charm that made hearts race.
This Fox Clan woman wasn’t entirely ignorant of the world.
She knew that in the Barbaric Wilderness, the strongest and most prosperous realm was the Motuo Empire.
It was rumored that the n of the Motuo Imperial Royal Family all possessed jade-like complexions, were exquisite in appearance, elegance incarnate, and shrouded in deep cruelty.
Seeing Lanling now instinctively made her associate him with the Motuo Imperial Royal Family.
But most importantly, the energy exuding from Lanling was imbued with incredible magic power.
Lanling began using spiritual power to stir the neural regions in her brain, accelerating the secretion of hormones and dopamine.
Dopamine induced feelings of happiness, joy, and sweetness.
Thus, the sensation of love was, in reality, the body’s response to dopamine surges.
Hearing the Fox Clan woman’s sharp inquiry, Lanling did not answer but instead continued releasing his spiritual power to stimulate her brain further, speeding up dopamine and hormone secretion.
The Fox Clan woman suddenly felt alard as the proximity of this enchanting man caused her heart to race faster, her breathing quicken.
Waves of dizzying bliss, throbbing anticipation, excitent, and joy washed over her.
From afar earlier today, seeing Lanling had already made her heart flutter slightly.
His appearance and deanor perfectly matched her fantasy of the Motuo Imperial Royal Family.
Additionally, the energy he radiated had sent ripples through her womanly instincts.
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