Fists that can subdue mountains and rivers, martial arts that can lead to immortality!

"Senior sister, you lost!"

Jiang Wangzu whispered in Han Qiao's ear.

"Junior...junior...brother!"

"Let go of my hand first."

Han Qiao forced herself to steady her trembling voice.

"I won't let go."

"It's been so long since I helped you suppress the extreme Yin and cold energy within your body; you must be feeling terrible."

"Today, let me let you absorb all the yang energy within me."

Jiang Wangzu hugged Han Qiao tightly and said something in a shameless manner.

"You... sigh!"

"You little rascal!"

Han Qiao could have easily knocked Jiang Wangzu away with just a little force, but she didn't.

She could only let Jiang Wangzu hold her.

She silently circulated her breathing techniques, absorbing and refining the extremely yang and powerful energy emanating from Jiang Wangzu.

At this moment, Han Qiao was like a seductive fox spirit who sucked away people's yang energy.

However, Jiang Wangzu, adhering to the principle of "dying under the peony flower is still romantic even as a ghost," let her go.

Time passed by, bit by bit.

Before we knew it, the sun had set.

"How much longer are you going to hold me?"

Han Qiao spoke up.

"I hope it's for a lifetime."

Jiang Wangzu said with a grin.

"Bang!"

The next second, Jiang Wangzu flew off the stage and landed heavily below it.

"Glib-tongued and smooth-talking!"

Han Qiao got up and stretched her slightly sore body, then glared at Jiang Wangzu with annoyance.

But the slight upturn of her lips was harder to suppress than an AK!

"My lips aren't oily at all, why don't you try some, senior sister?"

Jiang Wangzu got up from the ring, dusted himself off, and made a sarcastic remark.

"roll!"

Han Qiao only gave him this one word.

Chen Liujia, who was lying in his room enjoying his leisure time, saw this scene on the arena through the slightly ajar window and couldn't help but chuckle.

A good woman is afraid of a persistent suitor.

Han Qiao is now in Jiang Wangzu's grasp.

However, he felt that Jiang Wangzu was too much of a womanizer.

If Jiang Wangzu were merely his disciple, then even if Jiang Wangzu had hundreds of wives, he would only say, "This son is like me."

However, if Jiang Wangzu wanted to marry Han Qiao, the apprentice she had raised since childhood and regarded as her own daughter, then he would feel a little uncomfortable!

Yes, he is indeed hypocritical!

However, matters of the heart cannot be forced, nor can they be forced apart.

How far Jiang Wangzu and Han Qiao can go depends entirely on themselves.

As his mentor, he would absolutely not interfere forcefully.

However, for Han Qiao's life, his main goal was still to act as a matchmaker.

Jiang Wangzu and Han Qiao had dinner with Chen Liujia.

Then, Han Qiao told me that Lin Rumeng had made a comeback and sang several new songs, becoming a sensation again.

She neither denied nor confirmed the previous rumors about him, choosing instead to ignore them.

Han Qiao also reminded Jiang Wangzu that he should stay away from Lin Rumeng until he had absolute strength.

This is good for both Jiang Wangzu and Lin Rumeng.

Jiang Wangzu nodded in agreement, but what he was really thinking was to find Lin Rumeng that very night to spar with her in martial arts!

However, Lin Rumeng had a performance tonight and probably wouldn't be home until the early hours of the morning, so after having dinner at Chen Liujia's place, he went to Jishetang to find Xiaoyixian.

Ask her to help refine the Nine-Turn Dragon Elephant Pill, a secret medicine.

Jiang Wangzu is now rich and gave Little Fairy Doctor 100,000 silver dollars as start-up capital, so she can buy whatever medicinal herbs she needs.

Don't try to save money for him!

After sending Little Fairy Doctor home, Jiang Wangzu thought about checking out the business at the Never-Sleeping City dance hall.

By the way, how's your opinion on the mansion, sister-in-law?

It's not too late to go to Lin Rumeng's place after the nightclub in the Never-Sleeping City has closed.

Tick ​​tock!

Tick ​​tock!

Tick ​​tock!

On the way back to the Never-Sleeping City dance hall, the sound of dripping water came from afar.

On the dimly lit street, Jiang Wangzu saw four figures walking towards him.

A strong fishy smell wafted over, causing him to frown involuntarily.

The four men were dressed in black cloaks, completely covering themselves, but Jiang Wangzu's martial arts instincts made him instantly alert.

His intuition told him that there was something wrong with these four people.

But he wasn't afraid!

Now, he can easily withstand bullets with his bare hands. Let's see what tricks these four have up their sleeves!

As the four figures continued to approach him, he noticed that all four of them were soaking wet, and the sound of water dripping onto the ground was coming from them.

"Wow!"

"What the hell is this thing?"

Under the dim moonlight, Jiang Wangzu finally saw the faces of the four people clearly.

Pale, swollen, and rotting, its face covered in green mucus, and its eyes glowing with an eerie green light.

"This is a vengeful spirit!"

"That thing desperately wants to devour you and make its final leap, so it sent these four to scout ahead!"

In the dim light, Luo Shiqi, whom we hadn't seen for a long time, carried a red lacquered coffin and walked steadily toward Jiang Wangzu.

"The Fifth Realm of Cremator: The Coffin Carrier!"

"Brother Luo, you've truly been hiding your true abilities!"

Jiang Wangzu can no longer claim to be an expert in all the arts of cultivation, but he is no longer as naive as he was before.

Therefore, he could see through Luo Shiqi's true nature at a glance.

The Corpse Cremer, a fifth-realm coffin carrier, refines corpse puppets for his own use.

The stronger the corpse puppet, the greater its combat power.

"Sixth Realm, Soul Suppressor General"

"My coffin is somewhat special; it possesses great power. Therefore, even if I cultivate to the seventh or even eighth realm, I will still carry it on my back."

Luo Shiqi corrected Jiang Wangzu's words and explained.

"Sixth Realm of Corpse Cremator: Soul Suppressor. Capable of burning fierce corpses and suppressing evil spirits. Specializes in Corpse Suppressing Talismans, Soul Suppressing Nails, Evil-Suppressing Fire, and Soul Suppressing Incantations!"

"Dealing with treacherous spirits is exactly what I'm good at!"

Jiang Wangzu spoke up.

I never expected that such big shots were all around him.

His martial arts cultivation at the third level is really not up to par.

It looks like he needs to break through to the Qi and Blood Realm as soon as possible!

"In the Sixth Realm, I won't cultivate any of the four mainstream techniques; I'll only cultivate the Soul-Suppressing Spear!"

Luo Shiqi spoke up.

Ok!

I guessed wrong both times.

Jiang Wangzu no longer wanted to show off in front of others.

"It seems Brother Luo mainly relies on physical methods to exorcise these wandering spirits and evil spirits."

"What a coincidence, me too!"

Jiang Wangzu unleashed his ultimate move, the Dragon Tiger Forged Golden Body at the Great Perfection level. He leaped into the air and delivered a flying kick, heading straight for the four vengeful spirits.

Boom!

Jiang Wangzu used the Eight Steps to Catch the Cicada technique to instantly kill a ghost and stomped on its face. The immense force of the kick shattered the ghost's head!

Whoohoo!

The other three ghouls attacked Jiang Wangzu together.

Jiang Wangzu punched one of the changgui (a type of ghost) hard, sending it flying backward. Then, he delivered a flying elbow strike, directly crushing the chest of another changgui that was charging towards him.

The last remaining ghost stretched out its pale hand, which carried sharp black claws, and slammed it hard onto Jiang Wangzu's back, making a sound like metal clashing against stone.