Chapter 437 - Doubt
Since he wanted to change his appearance and hide his identity, there was no way Su Zimo could acknowledge Demoness Ji.
He turned to leave after forcing Monk Jue Chen back.
All of a sudden!
A fragrance wafted over.
A beautiful figure stood in front of him and blocked his path. Closing in, a smiling face looked at Su Zimo with deep interest without blinking.
Under Demoness Ji’s stare, although Su Zimo looked calm on the surface, he felt a little weak internally.
He was worried that he might have revealed any mistakes, exposing his disguise to Demoness Ji.
Each time he was faced with this quirky demoness, Su Zimo always had headaches.
Ever since Su Zimo appeared, he was too composed despite seeing Demoness Ji’s face – there was no ripple in his eyes.
It was only natural that Demoness Ji became suspicious.
Turning around, Su Zimo’s gaze shifted slowly on Demoness Ji.
Finally, his bold gaze landed on Demoness Ji’s flawless and almost breathtaking face, grinning. “Woman, you’re quite interesting. Are you hinting to me that you want to be my Dao companion?”
Demoness Ji furrowed her brows slightly.
She was extremely familiar with the look that the burly man was giving off.
It was a kind of gaze that made her disgusted.
Although Pure Maiden Sect and Cloud Rain Sect seemed similar, they were vastly different.
Cloud Rain Sect cultivated the Dao of indulgence. Although every generation’s Pure Maiden cultivated the Dao of bewitchment, they had to maintain their chastity for the sake of their Dao!
If a Pure Maiden became someone’s Dao companion, it would be equivalent to them crippling their entire lives’ cultivation.
They would also be stripped of the title of Pure Maiden and expelled from the sect!
If a Pure Maiden lost her cultivation and the backing of the fiend sects while retaining her flawlessly charming looks, their fates were clearly imaginable – they would most likely become the slaves of other cultivators and live a life worse than death.
Although countless cultivators had fallen to Demoness Ji’s charms up till this point of her cultivation, she had never had any physical contact with any man.
Apart from a single person.
A green-robed figure flashed through Demoness Ji’s mind and she bit her lips.
That day, the two of them were stuck in a stone coffin that was extremely cramped. Coupled with the fact that they were being washed away by the river undercurrent, that man had taken quite a bit of advantage of her in the darkness.
Initially, Demoness Ji thought that the burly man before her was that man.
But now, given the burly man’s crude actions and language, she shook her head and lamented internally, “Have I really thought too much?”