Zhang Wuchi stood with his hands clasped behind his back, his three-inch beard dancing in the wind as he gazed at Dantai Nuoyu with a look of extreme satisfaction.
Such an elegant aura was something rarely seen in the Shattered Realm Zone.
More importantly, this woman was young, yet her cultivation base was merely at the peak of the Zhengdao Realm. In his eyes, a woman at the Zhengdao Realm was simply an offering handed to him on a silver platter; it would be a disservice to himself not to take her.
Chapter 494