With a thunderous boom, the seventh sister, Mown, plummeted from the sky, thick smoke billowing from her body. Although her core physical form remained intact, her condition was dire.
A moment later, a bewitching peal of laughter—the kind that makes blood boil and hearts race—drifted into Mown’s ears. Nine pink fox tails wrapped around her, binding her tightly before the eyes of a stunning, devastating beauty whose very presence could topple kingdoms. Xiang Diemi’s eyes, which shone with an electric light more fearsome than the divine thunder of the Primordial Dragon Emperor, narrowed as she cast a "seductive gaze" at the seventh sister from mere inches away.
"Can you handle a taste of my low-down, dirty Dao, sister?"
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