Though all would fall for her charm at the first glance, they dared not, for the life of themselves, unleash their desire for her. They would only change their lust into fear on seeing her grim face.
As a first-rate martial wonder, her capacity could effortlessly blow anyone away. She had long reached the tenth level of the spiritual energy. Though standing at the initial stage of this level, she already had what it took to defeat any opponent as she wished.
As far as Wandong knew, there hadn't been any warrior attained equal shares of competence at the same level.
To take Xu Wenchuan for instance, he wouldn't have balls to confront her if he hadn't just reached the ninth level.
As daunting as her martial capacity was, her marvel knew no bounds. The Taoist energy in her body had ascended to a horrifying stage, about to replace all her spiritual energy anytime.
One would describe her as a legend as long as he bore witness to that.
Her overwhelming Taoist energy must come down to unusual martial cultivation methods she had, which would probably come from the Great Taoist World.
That further proved a prevailing speculation — the Lengs had a solid connection to the Great Taoist World.
"Nanny, how…how come you are here?"
Leng Yuecui couldn't help but shiver to no end.
"You would get killed by the little bastard if I hadn't showed up in time."
Letting out a dismissive hum, Leng Shuangrong pulled a long face.
"Nanny, what…what are you talking about? That wouldn't happen…"
"Shut up! Stand aside!"
Leng Shuangrong cut off her granddaughter in midsentence in an earth-shaking voice.
Based on the fit she just had, it proved right that she had an incredibly short fuse. One would question his own logic on seeing her gave such a harsh dressing down to her own granddaughter.
What an unswerving diehard she was!
Scared to death, Leng Yuecui almost flopped onto the floor.
Leng Shuangrong, apparently, came for anything but a friendly visit.
"Humph. Sister, you haven't been to my residence for a while. You know, you always grace my house with your presence."
Knitting his eyebrows and feinting a smile, Xu Wenchuan came forth to greet her.
He was supposed to call her his sister, as the latter was a dozen of years his senior.
"Xu Wenchuan, how dare you?"
Hardly had Xu Wenchuan's finished his benign greeting, Leng Shuangrong had him scolded shut, making him embarrassed to an unbearable amount.
"Sister, what was that?"
"You even allowed your grandson to seduce my granddaughter!"
Letting out a humph, she pointed at Wandong.
"Ah? Sister, that doesn't make sense to me at all! How could I instigate Yaoting to seduce Yuecui?"
Feeling pretty confused, Xu Wenchuan went struck-dumb.
"Nanny, what are you talking about? Yaoting is a perfect gentleman, unlike what you said!"
Leng Yuecui couldn't help but venture to cut in.