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The power of a punch is so great!
Upon seeing this, the remaining seventeen bronze figures all took a step back, and the red light flashing in their eyes dimmed slightly, as if they had become afraid.
Xiao Zhen was completely dumbfounded. She stood there blankly, staring at Long Yan's back, which wasn't particularly burly but was full of explosive power, her heart churning with turbulent emotions.
What kind of monster is this man?!
Chapter 129 Xiao Zhen's Showdown
With a single punch, Long Yan suppressed the bronze statue formation, his prowess leaving a deep imprint on the heart of the witch Xiao Zhen. For the first time, her proud witchly heart was violently shaken.
"You flatter me, fellow martial uncles." Long Yan clasped his hands in a fist salute to the bronze figures.
The bronze figures silently made way for them, no longer blocking their path.
"Let's go." Long Yan turned around and glanced indifferently at Xiao Zhen and ~Stinky Wen, who were still in shock.
"Oh...oh, okay!" Xiao Zhen finally came to her senses and hurriedly pulled the arrogant Wen along, following closely behind Long Yan, not daring to breathe too loudly. At this moment, she no longer had her previous arrogance and scheming, but instead resembled a well-behaved little wife.
Passing through the array of bronze figures, the cave ends at a stone chamber. In the center of the chamber, a bronze mechanical box sits quietly.
"Senior Brother Long Yan, is this the treasure?" the arrogant Wen asked curiously.
Long Yan looked at the mechanism box and nodded. He knew that this was the treasure left behind by the Hermit of the Thatched Cottage. He stretched out his finger and drew a Five Thunder Talisman in the air.
"Crack!"
As the runes took shape, the mechanism box opened with a click, revealing the Celestial Master Sword and several ancient books inside.
Xiao Zhen watched with wide, admiring eyes. She had initially thought Long Yan was merely physically strong, but she hadn't expected him to also understand such profound Taoist techniques. This little monk's dual cultivation of Buddhism and Taoism—his secrets were far more extensive than she had imagined!
Long Yan picked up the manual and put it into his robes, then gripped the Celestial Master Sword in his hand. Throughout the entire process, he made no attempt to hide it from Xiao Zhen, as if he had no concern whatsoever that she would try to snatch it.
This composure only deepened Xiaozhen's sense of awe. She understood that it stemmed from confidence in absolute strength.
Leaving the forbidden area behind the mountain, Xiao Zhen seemed preoccupied the entire way. Her mind kept replaying the scene of Long Yan blasting the bronze figure away with a single punch, and the image of him opening the mechanism box by drawing talismans in mid-air.
"No... there's definitely no hope of stealing it by force." Xiao Zhen returned to her room, sat on the bed, rested her chin on her hand, and fell into deep thought. "This Long Yan is unfathomably strong and meticulous. Stealing the secret manual from him is as difficult as climbing to heaven."
Her first attempt ended in complete failure.
"Since martial arts won't work, let's try literature!" A sly glint flashed in Xiao Zhen's eyes. "I refuse to believe there's any man in this world that this saintess can't conquer!"
She decided to change her strategy. Since she couldn't defeat Long Yan physically, she would try to win him over emotionally!
"Hmph, what enlightened monk? He's just an eighteen-year-old boy. No man can remain unmoved by beauty!" Xiao Zhen looked in the mirror at her pure and beautiful face and regained some of her confidence.
The next morning, an enticing aroma wafted from the kitchen of Wulongyuan.
"Wow! It smells so good! What's delicious to eat today?" The stinky Wen followed the aroma into the kitchen, where he saw Xiao Zhen wearing an apron and skillfully cooking a pot of porridge.
The porridge was crystal clear, with plump rice grains, and was garnished with red goji berries, golden longans, and emerald green peas, making it look incredibly appetizing.
"Xiao Wen, go and call your Senior Brother Long Yan to come for breakfast," Xiao Zhen said softly, a gentle smile on her face.
"Alright!" The cocky Wen ran off to find Long Yan with a smug look on his face.
When Long Yan arrived at the kitchen, he was somewhat surprised to see two bowls of steaming eight-treasure porridge on the table, along with several delicate vegetarian dishes and snacks.
"Little Zhen, you are very kind."
"Brother Longyan, please try this. I specially made it for you." Xiaozhen pushed one of the bowls in front of Longyan, her eyes full of anticipation.
Long Yan picked up the spoon and took a bite. The rice porridge was soft, sweet, and melted in his mouth; it was indeed a rare delicacy.
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"Hmm, not bad." Long Yan nodded.
"Hehe, I'm glad you like it, Brother Longyan." Xiaozhen smiled happily. She filled another bowl and brought it to Xiaolong, who was practicing his martial arts. "Senior Brother Xiaolong, you should try some too."
Even the usually stern-faced Master Long Eyebrows and the lecherous Uncle Da were drawn in by the aroma. Xiao Zhen generously served everyone a bowl, and the entire morning, Wulong Temple was immersed in a peaceful and warm atmosphere.
While drinking his porridge, Uncle Da winked at Master Long Eyebrows and said, "Master, look how virtuous Miss Xiao Zhen is. Not only is she beautiful, but she can also cook. I think she's much better than that big star Wang Xian'er!"
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Master Long Eyebrows nodded in deep agreement, stroking his beard and smiling, "Yes, she is indeed a good girl."
Long Yan watched this scene, but his mind was perfectly clear. This witch was playing the emotional card. She wanted to numb him and gain everyone's favor by slowly boiling him like a frog in water.
Unfortunately, he had already seen through everything.
After breakfast, Xiao Zhen volunteered to help everyone wash clothes. She carried a wooden basin to the well, humming a little tune as she washed the clothes. In the sunlight, her pure figure, slender waist, and busy yet beautiful demeanor captivated the young monks passing by, making them all feel as if they had fallen in love.
“Brother Longyan,” Xiaozhen saw Longyan walk past the training ground and deliberately held up a freshly washed monk’s robe to dry in the sun. It was Longyan’s clothes. “Look how clean it is.”
Long Yan simply nodded and walked away without giving her even a second glance.
Xiao Zhen's smile froze instantly.
Damn it! That clueless, wooden monk! Is my charm really that bad?! (Knife)
Chapter 130 Kitchen
For several days in a row, Xiao Zhen showed off her "virtuousness" in front of everyone at Wulong Temple in various ways.
She not only took care of all the work of looking after Chou Pi Wen, but also managed the daily lives of her fellow apprentices in an orderly manner. In the morning, she would prepare a carefully cooked nourishing porridge; at noon, a nutritious lunch with a balanced mix of meat and vegetables; and in the evening, she would prepare delicious late-night snacks and desserts.
Over the next few days, the food quality at Wulong Temple improved dramatically. Uncle Da and Stinky Wen's bellies visibly bulged even larger. "637"
"Little Zhen is so wonderful!" Uncle Da said to Master Long Eyebrows while gnawing on Little Zhen's special braised pig's trotters. "Master, I think we should let Little Zhen stay in our Wulong Temple. This life is simply better than that of a living god!"
Master Long Eyebrows, his mouth greasy with food, nodded in satisfaction and said, "Hmm, that makes sense. Miss Xiao Zhen not only made Xiao Wen happy, but also made this old body of mine feel much stronger."
Even the usually composed Xiaolong couldn't help but glance at Xiaozhen a few more times when she handed him the crispy chicken leg, his cheeks slightly flushed.
It seems that everyone in the entire Oolong Temple, except for Long Yan, has been successfully "corrupted" by the witch Xiao Zhen.
That noon, Xiao Zhen once again showed off her culinary skills in the kitchen. She had heard from Uncle Da that Long Yan seemed to have a sweet tooth, so she specially prepared a dessert with complicated steps—rock sugar snow frog.
She was carefully controlling the heat when Long Yan's voice came from outside the door.
"Little Zhen, what are you busy with?"
Xiao Zhen was overjoyed, and a gentle smile immediately appeared on her face. She turned around and said, "Brother Long Yan, you're here. I'm making you a dessert, it'll be ready soon."
"No need." Long Yan walked in and placed a food box on the stove. "This humble monk had a sudden inspiration today and prepared a dish. I would like to invite you to try it, young lady."
"Oh?" Xiao Zhen was a little surprised. She leaned forward and curiously opened the food box.
Inside the food box were several golden-yellow, crispy-skinned... chicken wings?
A strange aroma, a mixture of caramel and meat, wafted over, making Xiao Zhen swallow hard.
"What... is this dish?" She had never seen or smelled such a unique aroma before.
"Cola chicken wings," Long Yan said casually.
"Cola? What's that?" Xiao Zhen was even more confused.
Long Yan didn't explain, but simply picked up his chopsticks, took a piece of chicken wing, and held it to Xiao Zhen's lips: "You'll know once you try it, young lady."
Xiao Zhen hesitated for a moment, then opened her cherry-like mouth and took a small bite.
"Well!"
Beneath the crispy skin lies tender and juicy chicken, with a salty-sweet flavor and a unique carbonated bubble sensation that explodes on her taste buds!
"Delicious! So delicious!" Xiao Zhen's eyes lit up. Forget about being a lady, she snatched the food box from Long Yan's hand and devoured the remaining chicken wings in a flash, even licking the sauce off her fingers.
After finishing her meal, she looked at Long Yan with lingering satisfaction, then glanced at the bowl of rock sugar snow frog still steaming in her pot, and for the first time began to doubt her own cooking skills.
The dessert I painstakingly prepared with precious medicinal herbs was no match for a plate of chicken wings made with some kind of "cola".
"Brother Longyan, how... how can you cook such delicious food?" Xiaozhen asked unwillingly.
"I'd read some recipes in books before, so I figured it out myself," Longyan 2.2 replied casually.
More books! Just how many strange and wonderful books has this man read?
Xiao Zhen felt like a clueless country girl in front of him. She originally wanted to use her cooking skills to get closer to Long Yan, but she was completely defeated by his "Cola Chicken Wings," a dish she had never heard of before.
"Hmph!" Xiao Zhen was unconvinced and thought to herself: I may not be as good as you in cooking, but I refuse to believe that I can lose when it comes to a woman's charm!
Her eyes darted around, and another plan came to her.
Chapter 131 Charm under the Moon
As night fell, the moonlight shone like water.
In the backyard of Wulong Temple, all was quiet except for the occasional chirping of insects.
The witch Xiao Zhen changed into a light white gauze dress, her long hair flowing over her shoulders, and walked barefoot to the center of the courtyard. She knew that Long Yan had a habit of cultivating at night.
Tonight, she's going to show this blockhead monk her true charm!
She began to dance slowly, her figure graceful and her long sleeves fluttering. The moonlight shone on her, as if draping her in a layer of holy silver gauze, making her look less like an ordinary woman and more like a fairy from the moon palace descended to earth.
Her dance was not an ordinary dance, but a highly seductive technique of the Demonic Sect called "Heavenly Demon Dance." This dance, combined with a special method of circulating internal energy, could subtly influence the minds of others, causing them to unknowingly become captivated and unable to extricate themselves.
Sure enough, not long after, Long Yan appeared at the courtyard gate.
Xiao Zhen was overjoyed, and her dance became even more enchanting and seductive. Her eyes were like silk, staring straight at Long Yan. Every movement and every glance was full of deadly allure.
Come, revel in the beauty of this saint's dance!
However, Long Yan simply stood there quietly, looking at her expressionlessly, his eyes clear and calm, as if admiring a... lifeless painting.
Xiao Zhen's heart sank, and she intensified her efforts. A faint pink mist appeared around her, a sign that her alluring power had reached its peak.
Just when she thought she was about to win Long Yan's heart, Long Yan suddenly spoke.
"Girl, your movement technique has too many flaws."
"puff--"
Xiao Zhen almost spat out a mouthful of blood.
Movement technique? Flaw?
This holy maiden's "Heavenly Demon Dance" is clearly a move that captivates all living beings, but how did you come to call it a flawed movement technique?