Zhao Tanye Little Junior Brother, Shall We Cultivate Together

Chapter 146: Zhao Tanye: Little Junior Brother, Shall We Cultivate Together?

Zhao Tanye gazed deeply at Ning Fan, a hint of scrutiny in her eyes, as if trying to see right through him.

It was just as he thought.

The Dao Lord of the Zhao clan had already informed Zhao Tanye that she was collaborating with Ning Fan, but Ning Fan had no idea that Zhao Tanye was the Dao Lord's person.

Ning Fan was incredibly bold. Before her technique could even strike his body, he had dared to close his eyes, forcing Zhao Tanye to proactively reveal her identity.

In an instant.

Ning Fan had seized the initiative in their conversation.

This kind of courage.

It was quite interesting.

"Senior Dao Lord said that I could tell at a glance which disciples belong to Zhao Qian's lineage. There should be an explanation for this, right?"

Ning Fan asked.

"Of course."

Zhao Tanye stepped back a few paces and released Ning Fan's chin. She then straightened up, presenting her proud, full bosom before him.

"..."

Ning Fan's Adam's apple bobbed. He couldn't help but silently curse, "Enchantress." This woman was a true demon; every single movement she made shook his mind.

Zhao Tanye seemed oblivious to Ning Fan's discomfort. She raised her hand and lightly tapped her upper curve, her fingertip pressing into the soft, snow-white flesh until it rested upon a plum blossom mark.

"Little Junior Brother, look."

"The Zhao clan disciples bear two types of marks: red and black. Those with the red mark are our own people, while anyone bearing a black mark is someone you must expel."

"By expel, I mean forcing the tower to lose sense of their vital blood fluctuations."

"Beat them to death, or beat them until they are severely crippled."

"Either is acceptable."

Zhao Tanye spoke with absolute solemnity.

"..."

Ning Fan's gaze remained firmly fixed on Zhao Tanye's fingertip. As for what she was actually saying, he managed to catch the gist of it.

Ah.

This woman was truly a demon. If she were just blindly seducing him, Ning Fan's self-control might have kept his heart from fluttering too wildly.

But to put on such a deadly serious expression while making such a seductive gesture... this extreme contrast was something Ning Fan truly couldn't bear.

"Senior Sister Zhao, this plum blossom mark of yours... your junior brother can't see it clearly."

Ning Fan raised an eyebrow.

The red plum blossom mark on her upper curve was partially obscured by her black clothing, leaving it only faintly visible.

It was incredibly tantalizing.

"Oh?"

"That won't do, Little Junior Brother. You need to see this plum blossom clearly to distinguish friend from foe."

Zhao Tanye seemed completely unaware of Ning Fan's little scheme. With a solemn face, she agreed with his words. Her fingers slipped beneath the edge of her black top, gently pulling the fabric upward.

The material, which had been clinging tightly to her plump curves, was stretched up by Zhao Tanye, pulling it away from her snow-white skin.

Gulp.

Ning Fan swallowed hard.

He couldn't see it. He still couldn't see it.

Ning Fan kept raising his eyebrows, practically standing on his tiptoes.

Zhao Tanye slowly pulled the fabric back down. As the crimson plum blossom was gradually revealed bit by bit, Ning Fan's heartstrings were stretched to their absolute limit.

The very next moment.

Snap-

Zhao Tanye let go. The highly elastic fabric instantly snapped back into place against her ample curves with a soft smack. Far from exposing anything more...

It covered up the half of the crimson plum blossom that had already been visible.

"But then I thought about it."

"Junior Brother Ning, haven't you seen the black Zhao clan marks before? Since you know what the black ones look like, you can surely imagine the red ones, right?"

Zhao Tanye tilted her head.

"..."

Ning Fan felt an unbearable itch in his heart. Just as he was about to speak, he caught the playful glint in Zhao Tanye's eyes and instantly realized the truth.

This woman knew exactly what she was doing. She was deliberately teasing him!

"Enchantress," Ning Fan muttered, cursing under his breath.

"Hehehe."

"I'll take that as high praise from my Little Junior Brother."

Zhao Tanye giggled coquettishly.

"Senior Sister, please don't toy with me."

Ning Fan's mouth twitched.

"Little Junior Brother, you played my little sister right in the palm of your hand. You can't blame me for collecting a little interest now, can you?"

Zhao Tanye raised an eyebrow.

"Little sister..."

Ning Fan murmured.

Instantly.

Realization dawned on him.

The little sister Zhao Tanye mentioned was Zhao Yan'er.

"When did I ever toy with her? That was clearly her own doing."

Ning Fan shrugged.

Heaven and earth be his witness.

Zhao Yan'er was the one who sought him out, insisting on becoming his concubine and setting up a gambling wager that handed Ning Fan a pile of free resources.

It had absolutely nothing to do with him!

"Hmph."

"Then what is happening right now has nothing to do with me either."

Zhao Tanye played with her fingers, speaking with a casual air.

Ning Fan: "..."

Forget it.

Against a woman this shameless and playful, he was never going to win a battle of words.

"Right."

"The list."

Zhao Tanye flicked her wrist, and a paper list appeared in her hand. She slowly held it out to Ning Fan.

"Here are the Zhao clan disciples you need to expel. You can track them down one by one using this. Do not miss a single one."

"Mm."

Ning Fan raised his hand and took the list from her. It contained the names of over a dozen Zhao clan disciples.

Among them were some familiar faces.

Zhao Qi and Zhao Zhou.

"Hmph."

Ning Fan snorted coldly.

He might as well settle those old grudges today!

"Alright."

"Now that official business is concluded, Little Junior Brother... it's time we discuss personal matters."

Zhao Tanye said softly.

"Hm?"

Ning Fan tilted his head.

Personal matters?

What personal matters did he have with Zhao Tanye?

Boom-

Zhao Tanye raised her hand, and a torrential surge of spiritual power blasted from her palm. Sensing the terrifying might behind that strike, Ning Fan was deeply shaken.

During their brief clash earlier, Zhao Tanye had clearly been holding back. If she had actually mobilized her spiritual power like this, Ning Fan would have been utterly crushed.

This Zhao Tanye's cultivation had to be at the peak of the Profound Extreme Realm!

The terrifying torrent of spiritual power crashed into a warded screen not far away, producing a muffled boom. The barrier shattered on impact.

The scene hidden within was laid bare before Ning Fan and Zhao Tanye's eyes-

A bed.

A simple wooden bed, entirely devoid of decoration, covered only by a single brocade quilt. Yet, swirling all around the bed was a thick, visible pink mist.

"This is Yin Yang Qi!?"

Ning Fan's gaze sharpened, a bright glint flashing in his eyes as he stared at the pink fog. This Yin Yang Qi was the absolute most precious resource within the Yin Yang Tower.

Absorbing Yin Yang Qi during cultivation could drastically elevate one's realm.

Truth be told.

Lately, the benefits Ning Fan gained from dual cultivation had been growing weaker and weaker. Aside from the massive boost he received when taking Lingxu Fairy's Maiden Essence...

Ordinary dual cultivation with Ye Honglian could only slightly loosen his cultivation bottleneck.

It wasn't even enough to push him from the early stage to the middle stage.

But now...

With this Yin Yang Qi, his cultivation speed could take another massive leap. He just didn't know exactly how far it would push him.

"Little Junior Brother, my little sister couldn't take you down."

"So I suppose I'll have to do it myself."

Just as Ning Fan's entire focus was captivated by the Yin Yang Qi, a figure suddenly threw herself into his arms. The soft, bouncy sensation against his chest instantly sent his mind reeling.

"Come, dual cultivate with your Senior Sister."

"..."

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