Zhao Wujiang followed the high priest of the Jade Account Court to the back hall.

Arriving at the back hall, Zhao Wujiang was led into a side hall by the high priest. In the side hall, the first thing that caught his eye was a pool of blue lake water.

It was cold, but the lake water was not frozen, and even steamed slightly, like a hot spring.

The hot spring occupies most of the side hall. There are many murals around it. On the murals, there are some graceful and plump women with sleeves and sleeves and fluttering clothes. They seem to be dancing or flying away.

Zhao Wujiang looked at the side hall and saw that the layout did not look like a place for talking.

Is it possible that the high priest wants to take a hot spring bath with me? He had a strange idea in his mind, but when he saw the high priest with a beautiful appearance and a temperament as cold as an iceberg, he denied the idea.

This kind of woman must be extremely aloof. How could she possibly invite him to a hot spring?

"How long have you been practicing martial arts?" The high priest's eyebrows were like distant mountains, staring at Zhao Wujiang, and his red robe was like a blooming fire lotus.

Facing the sudden question, Zhao Wujiang felt a little confused, but he still answered seriously, neither humble nor overbearing:

"Nearly a year."

The high priest's beautiful eyes flickered slightly and asked again:

"How is your cultivation now? Are you about to reach the last level of martial arts?"

Zhao Wujiang nodded and asked:

"Has the high priest already stood on the last level?"

The high priest also nodded slowly, the coldness in his tone was inexplicably lessened, and his red lips parted slightly:

"You can call me Linlang."

???Zhao Wujiang was confused.

He didn't know that apart from the Wolf God, only the king of the Jade Tribe knew the high priest's real name. But even if the king knew it, he would respectfully call him the high priest.

"Linlang." Zhao Wujiang called softly, feeling that something was strange.

High Priest Lian walked closer to Zhao Wujiang, the fragrance was lingering as she walked, and her long and round jade legs were looming. She came to Zhao Wujiang, her phoenix eyes filled with water, and said seriously:

"Zhao Wujiang, I want you to cultivate with me."

Huh? Shuangxiu? Zhao Wujiang frowned, suspecting that he heard wrongly, but the high priest's serious look told him that the high priest was serious.

He didn't have the slightest hint of joy that the Iceberg Goddess had attached to him. Instead, he suppressed his smile, his expression gradually became solemn, and his eyes became deeper:

"why me?

Why do this?

What do I have to lose?

What can you get?"

He asked directly the four key questions he wanted to know.

He, Zhao Wujiang, has many beauties around him, has seen many beauties, and has experienced many people with different postures.

A strange woman, who is also a heaven-level powerhouse, wants to practice dual cultivation with him?

Although this woman has icy muscles and jade bones, an alluring appearance, and an aura as cold as an iceberg, she is so gorgeous and unparalleled, but so what?

He, Zhao Wujiang, is not a casual man, and he is not a man who is obsessed with sperm.

His body will not be given to him casually.

Unless, add money!

So the last thing he asked was what he could get.

If he gets nothing and is not motivated by any profit, he will agree?

To put it another way, even if he agrees, will the sword under him agree?

You know, friction is lossy! Especially frequent friction!

High Priest Linlang was not dissatisfied at all with Zhao Wujiang's rhetorical question. On the contrary, she admired a man like Zhao Wujiang.

Not frivolous, serious, steady, and free from sexual misconduct.

If it had been any other man, I'm afraid he would have nodded and agreed impatiently, or he might have been pretending to be reserved and hypocritical.
Chapter completed!