at them. Maybe they're reaching their breaking point, victory is within our grasp."Zheng Huayang had no other choice but to nod in agreement.Under Chizi's command, the broker quickly poured in anothe...It wasn't someone else, but Huo Jian himself.

The first time I saw Si Tu Dian Mo, this guy was dressed to the nines. He wore a spotless white robe, with a sword strapped to his back and a paper fan in his hand. He looked just like a dashing young hero straight out of a costume drama, incredibly stylish.

Upon arriving, he looked around and quickly spotted Ye Bufan and his companions grilling on the opposite bank.

"This..."

Ho Jian's expression instantly froze.

As a martial saint-level powerhouse, his eyesight far surpassed that of ordinary people. Even from hundreds of meters away, he could see the woman's features clearly.

These ten or so girls before my eyes are a varied bunch, each with their own unique charm. Some are curvy and voluptuous, some slender and graceful. There are those who exude sensuality, others who radiate innocence, and still others who possess an alluring coolness. They embody every facet of feminine beauty, and each one is undeniably stunning.

"Wow! That's so impressive! What kind of luck did this guy have He has so many beautiful women!"

Huo Jian wiped the drool from his mouth, frantically shouting in his heart.

No, a lowly mortal from the mundane world, why is he entitled to possess so many stunning beauties I must seize them for myself, and it won't be limited to just Situ Dianmo.

For a moment, he felt an itchy sensation inside him, as if 100 mice were crammed in there. His whole body was filled with the fluttering of love.

He was quite confident in his own abilities. As the son of a renowned family and a young martial saint, as long as he showed his excellence, he wouldn't be afraid that those girls wouldn't throw themselves at him.

Thinking of this, he adjusted his white robe and rose from the small island, like a mythical immortal. With each step, he walked towards the opposite shore, treading on emptiness.

Walking and fanning at the same time, he showed off his charm to the fullest.

Although no one introduced him, everyone could guess who this person was. Situ Dianmo grabbed Ye Bufan's arm and said, "Brother Ye, that guy is here. We must give him a good lesson."

"Don't worry, I've got this."

"Ye Bufan said, a playful smile curled at the corner of his lips."

Huo Jian walked closer and closer, shaking a paper fan in his hand and said loudly, "Dian Mo sister, I am your fiance Huo Jian. Today, I specially came to see you..."

"This..."

He Jian's heart suddenly felt a surge of panic. The reason why martial saints could fly was because they could control the ambient spiritual energy around them for their own use.

For some unknown reason, the surrounding celestial bodies' weather became chaotic and no longer obeyed his control. Under such circumstances, he was rapidly pulled downwards by gravity.

But he was, after all, a disciple of a renowned master and did not panic too much. Even if he could not fly with his qi, he could still sail the waves.

Thinking about this, he circulated the true qi within his body and stepped towards the lake surface with both feet.

But just then, a deafening boom echoed in his mind, his mental energy scattering like dust. He couldn't even condense his true qi anymore, and with a final plunge, he fell straight into the lake.

"This..."

Caught off guard, Huo Jian suddenly fell into the lake.

When he fell from the sky, it was all in a blink of an eye.

When she climbed out of the lake, her white robe was soaked through, and her paper fan had been swept away by the water. Her elaborately styled hair was dripping with weeds, giving it a lush green appearance.

When he stepped onto the shore, water kept dripping from his body, making him look like a drowned rat.

Just moments ago, he was dancing on air, full of swagger. Now, he's a pitiful sight. This change is just too drastic.

Seeing this scene, the girls on the bank were all delighted, laughing so hard their flowers trembled.

Huo Jian's heart was in turmoil, he felt like he was going crazy. How could he be fine all day yesterday, and suddenly something went wrong today This person had lost it too much.

He didn't think what just happened was done by an outsider at all. He felt that it must be because he had just entered the Martial Saint realm and his cultivation wasn't very stable, which caused this deviation.

To be honest, I was so overwhelmed by seeing so many beautiful women at once.

Ye Bufan, munching on a chicken wing, looked at him playfully and said, "Brother, your entrance is quite unique, especially your outfit. It's truly admirable. Is that a green hat you have on your head"

"I..."

Huo Jian was so angry his eyes were blazing. He reached out and ripped the water plants off his head, then slammed them to the ground with a thud.

Seeing this, the girls around burst into laughter again, laughing so hard they could barely catch their breath.

Ho Jian was both embarrassed and furious, feeling like his lungs were about to explode. He never expected his carefully prepared entrance to turn out like this.

He also wanted to flaunt himself, his target wasn't just limited to Situ Dianmo but he hoped to captivate all these beautiful women in front of him with his charm.

Now everything is ruined, showing off is no longer an option, and we can only be straightforward.

"Dot Ink Sister, I'm sorry, that was just an accident."

He looked at Si Tu Dian Mo and said, "Allow me to introduce myself. I'm Huo Jian, your fiancé. My grandfather asked me to bring you back to meet him."

"Hu Jian, is it I don't know you, and I deny any engagement. Please don't call yourself my fiancé."

"I already have a boyfriend. I like Brother Ye, you'd better go back quickly."

Sītu Diǎn墨’s voice was cold as ice, and in the middle of speaking, she hugged Ye Bufan's arm tightly.

Seeing his beloved woman so intimate with another man, Huo Jian felt a surge of anger.

"Little Mo, don't be foolish. This man doesn't deserve you at all; someone worthy of you is me."

He had barely finished speaking when Dongfang Hui let out a cold snort: “Have some shame, will you What do you have to compare yourself with Big Brother Ye”

Although others didn't speak, their eyes were full of mockery.

"I…"

Before coming over, Huo Jian had already prepared three reasons for himself. The first was that he was handsome, the second was that his background was good, and the third was that his cultivation was high.

Now that it's in this sorry state, the first one is definitely unusable.

My grandfather is the headmaster of Aoki Sword Sect and the palace master of Tiangong. I am from a famous school, started martial arts at the age of 3, entered the sect at 5, and achieved small success at 10.

At the age of 12, he entered the Earth Realm, at 15, he became a Heavenly Realm expert, and at 25, he attained the status of a Martial Saint.

"Speaking of which, Huo Jian seemed to regain his confidence from the awkwardness just now and said arrogantly: "Just these, do I not compare to him"

In his mind, as long as he showed them these accomplishments, the women would surely be amazed. After all, this achievement was something to be proud of anywhere.

Especially Situ Dianmo, who hails from Xuan Yuan Pavilion, would likely throw himself into our arms upon learning he's such a young Martial Saint.

The result, however, disappointed him. The women before him did not show admiration, but instead looked at him as if he were an idiot.

"That's all you have You dare to show it off" Dongfang HuiZhong scoffed, "Let me tell you, in front of Big Brother Ye, this is nothing at all!"

Sithu Dianmo also waved his hand: "Alright, you go. I don't want to see you again."

"Dianmo sister, don't disbelieve me, I really am a martial saint."

Ho Jian was stunned for a moment, then he understood the key point. They must not believe what he said, after all, his entrance just now was too embarrassing.

"Si Tu Dian Mo said impatiently: 'It doesn't matter what you think, I just like Ye Gege, it has nothing to do with you.'"

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