"What is going on?"
Ling Feng was swept away by the void channel, astonished by Elder Turtle's enigmatic methods on one hand, and on the other, unable to figure out what joke the old man was playing with him.
After learning of Elder Turtle's "true nature," Ling Feng was really afraid that the old fellow would throw him directly into the female disciples' bathroom, ruining his reputation forever.
Fortunately, this place didn't seem to be a bathroom. Ling Feng looked around at the surroundings. It seemed more like a secret chamber for meditation.
Rumble!
Suddenly, a stone gate in front of him slowly rose, and in an instant, a thick white mist carrying a rich chill, like ethereal immortal energy, flowed out.
In the vague white mist, a shapely, alluring woman appeared, faintly discernible.
Her features were gentle, seeming both charming and fresh as a young girl.
The white immortal mist, blended with a familiar fragrance, was intoxicating.
Whoosh!–
