Seeing Jun Moxie look over, the woman tilted her face up toward the crescent moon in the sky, seemingly speaking to herself: “Indeed. Besides Jun Moxie, this world probably holds no other genius like him! To reach the third level of the Supreme rank at the age of eighteen… truly astonishing, terrifying, and utterly breathtaking!”
“May I ask which esteemed lady you are? And how you know of me, Jun?”
Jun Moxie smiled faintly, electing to sit down right there on the ground, his manner relaxed as he inquired. Yet, secretly, he was already prepared; the instant the slightest disturbance arose, he would immediately vanish into the Hongjun Tower! Only safety constituted true supremacy!
“Lady? Heh heh…”
The woman let out a soft laugh, yet her voice carried an ineffable melancholy. Her skirt billowed in the wind, dancing in mid-air, and under the moonlight, her slender waist appeared even more fragile, as if one stronger gust could snap that delicate, almost impossibly narrow waist in two…
Her accent remained utterly detached, devoid of any discernible emotion: “The dispute just now between the Blood Sea Golden City and the nine great masters of the Phantom Manor… it was you who instigated it, wasn’t it?”
“Lady, you must be joking! What capabilities do I possess? Do you truly believe that mere me could orchestrate such a massive falling out between nine Saint Emperors?”
Jun Moxie’s expression remained unchanged, yet he laughed, shaking his head as if what the woman suggested was utterly ludicrous. But inside, Jun Moxie was deeply shaken! Who was this woman? Why would she utter such a statement? Could it be…?
“Perhaps you do not know who I am!”
The woman let out a cold laugh, still with her back to Jun Moxie, stating plainly: “Eight hundred years ago, some called me the Rakshasa with the Piercing Eye. During that Heaven-Seizing War, the stealth and concealment arts favored by the alien races were completely useless before me; not a single one escaped my notice! Their tricks of invisibility instead became the very means by which I could eliminate them without wasting any effort.”
A sudden cold sweat broke out on Jun Moxie’s body, but it wasn't due to the woman’s alleged eyesight, but rather…
Pre-Eight Hundred Years! My great-great-grandmother! This graceful woman before him, who looked like a youthful maiden, was actually an ancient monster who had lived for so many centuries? Even calling her a great-great-grandmother might not be enough; perhaps great-great-great-grandmother would barely suffice!
If she had participated in the Heaven-Seizing War eight hundred years ago, did that not imply she must have possessed skills at least at the Venerable level back then? Meaning: she must have been at least one hundred eighty years old eight centuries ago?
Jun Moxie groaned internally, wondering if this was the so-called Millennial Female Demon?
He heard the white-robed woman continue speaking quietly: “Three hundred years ago, during another Heaven-Seizing War, fifteen of the alien races’ Supreme Heavenly Ninjas perished at my hands, one after another! This tally of victories directly led to the defeat of the alien races!”
She chuckled lightly twice, her tone laced with mockery: “All so-called arts of invisibility in this world are worthless before me! Did you truly believe your minuscule tricks could evade my sharp gaze? Jun Moxie, you should now understand how laughable your denial just moments ago was!”
“Lady, you are truly magnificent! You are an immense benefactor to humanity… Once I return, I will certainly erect a longevity tablet for you! I will burn incense and worship before it day and night, praying for your eternal life… But, I truly didn't do it, I don’t even know what happened! You cannot just slander me so carelessly…”
Since it concerned his grand scheme, how could Jun Moxie admit to it? Furthermore… you claim to have lived over a thousand years? I could claim I am the foremost young master of the Nine Hells, would you believe that? Since the Yin-Yang Evasion Art was first manifested, no one has ever seen through it—on what grounds do you claim you can? Show me proof first!
Thus, Young Master Jun denied it outright: ‘I merely took a bath just now, is that also a crime? Lady, am I guilty just for bathing?’
“Indeed, sharp-tongued! Jun Moxie, I have always heard that although your methods are extreme, you are nevertheless a man of honor who dares to act and stand by his deeds. Seeing you today, I am greatly disappointed! You are nothing more than a cowardly scoundrel who lacks the courage to own up to his actions!”
The woman’s detached tone carried a faint trace of disappointment, and her voice grew somewhat mournful.
“Lady, you speak wrongly! If it were truly me, this young master would never evade responsibility. But if I did not do it, no one shall pin it on me without basis!”
Jun Moxie adopted an aggrieved look: “Just because something bad happens doesn't mean I must admit to it… What kind of logic is that, Lady, wouldn't you agree?”
“Jun Moxie, you committed the act yet dare not admit it—are you even a man!”
The woman fell silent for a moment, unleashing her most biting ridicule.
“Speaking of that point… this young master is even more speechless. Lady, I wasn't wearing anything at all when I bathed earlier. Do I still need to tell you whether I’m a man or not? With something that large there, didn't you see it? Do women possess such an object?”
Jun Moxie chuckled wickedly, continuing to play the rogue. Since you claim to be a thousand-year-old demoness, this young master will stoop to your level—what about it!
“You!… Shameless!”
The woman’s body trembled, her voice growing sharp with anger.
“Lady, we are not familiar with each other at all. For you to so casually accuse someone is even more shameless—that’s shameless squared and cubed!”
Jun Moxie remained entirely unmoved; he thought to himself that if he behaved as a proper gentleman against those shameless wretches from the Three Great Sacred Lands, his bones would likely be reduced to dust by now…
The woman’s figure flickered, and suddenly she floated lightly upward from the leaf she was near. Then, like a speck of weightless fluff, she began a slow, agonizingly slow descent. It took nearly a quarter of an hour until her two feet truly touched the ground! Moreover, during this entire period, she remained suspended in the air, her movement slowed to an extreme degree!
Jun Moxie’s eyes narrowed; for the first time, he felt a sliver of belief in her words.
This sheer capability of remaining suspended in the air was something even a Saint Emperor expert could not accomplish!
While Saint Emperors could certainly hover for a period, or glide dozens of feet in an instant! But to descend slowly in the air while still being able to speak was utterly impossible!
After all, staying afloat relied entirely on breath control. The moment one opened their mouth, that breath would escape, how could one maintain suspension?
Yet this woman achieved it, and she did so with such apparent ease!
The moment she landed, Jun Moxie finally saw her face clearly; this only deepened the suspicion in his heart.
Because before him stood a truly beautiful lady in her early twenties, possessing unparalleled elegance. Her phoenix eyes held a hint of majesty, her jade nose was perfectly straight, her cherry lips full, her face fair and delicate, and her long black hair—it would be incredibly difficult to find even a single strand of white among it—was comparable in vibrancy to the beauty of Dugu Xiaoyi. As she stood there, she naturally exuded an air of noble grace.
She seemed like the lofty, distant moon, forbidding any form of profane desecration!
However, there was a faint blush and embarrassment on her face. It seemed she was extremely awkward about having witnessed Jun Moxie bathing earlier… And it was this bashfulness and embarrassment that significantly intensified Jun Moxie’s suspicion!
How could a thousand-year-old monster look so young and tender?
But as the woman landed, Jun Moxie gently shifted his body backward by the corresponding distance, maintaining a gap of about twenty feet between them! This was a relatively safe distance.
Kept at this distance, provided Jun Moxie remained vigilant, he believed no one could possibly attack him! Because beneath this threshold, the instant a thought crossed his mind, he could ensure he vanished into the Hongjun Tower before any attack could materialize!
No matter how beautiful this woman was, Jun Moxie felt utterly indifferent to it. In fact, he had a strong urge to keep his distance. He already had a mess of romantic entanglements back home he couldn't sort out; to pick up another one outside… would simply be asking for trouble.
From the reactions of the other women, Jun Moxie could clearly tell. Although this world was a patriarchal society that permitted multiple wives and concubines, his few confidantes—whether it was Guan Qinghan, Dugu Xiaoyi, or Mei Xueyan—each possessed an extremely strong desire for exclusivity and were intensely jealous!
None of these women would openly voice their feelings, but in their hearts, they might not truly be unconcerned. They simply refrained from showing it in certain situations.
Coupled with the fact that there were unavoidable reasons for each of these relationships, they had barely managed to coexist peacefully, and through continuous interaction, they had reluctantly accepted one another…
Even so, Jun Moxie only managed to have a night of intimacy with Guan Qinghan while under the influence of an aphrodisiac. Afterward, every single woman watched him extremely closely, leaving Young Master Jun no opportunity to assert his dominance…
As the saying goes: one monk carries water, two monks carry water together, but three monks have no water left to drink…
Young Master Jun currently found himself in the awkward predicament of having no water to drink because the number of ‘monks’ in his household was too great… The average household might have one tigress, but Young Master Jun’s backyard housed several, and they were all exceptionally fierce, super-tigresses…
In this situation, if Jun Moxie were to bring home another woman upon seeing this beautiful lady, it was predictable that a massive harem war would be inevitable!
Therefore, the moment he saw this beautiful woman, Young Master Jun put aside any thought of her age or seniority. His very first thought was: Please, I beg you, do not fall in love with me. If you happen to favor me in that regard, please tell me, and I will definitely change!
“Jun Moxie… you rascal, you truly are a scoundrel!”
The woman’s phoenix eyes flashed, and two sharp beams of light shot across Jun Moxie’s face. She slowly continued: “You single-handedly stole the luggage of Hai Wuya and He Zhiqiu, and then timed your actions perfectly to frame Bai Qifeng! Those three poor youngsters were manipulated entirely within the palm of your hand, leading to discord between the Three Great Sacred Lands and the Ethereal Phantom Manor! Such behavior is truly wicked in intent! Jun Moxie, I do not wish to harm you. I only hope… that you will return with me and clarify everything in front of everyone, and then I will let you leave freely. How about that?”