And Zhao Wujiang, having taken the Ren Sect Saintess's primordial Yin, blended Yin and Yang. His cultivation advanced silently, as if the sound of the Dao resonated within his body, and he too stepped into the ranks of Rank 3.
"Zhao Wujiang, you have sullied my purity. This matter must be accounted for!"
Yang Miaozhen was held in Zhao Wujiang's embrace. Neither of them wore a single thread, their skin touching intimately, yet her words carried a trace of coldness.
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