Chapter 591: Start (1/2)
Fu Zhenya paused for a breath or two as her breathing grew rapid in the duration. She could not believe that this was how seeing a raging manhood would affect her.
Her body went hot in an instant and she felt like she had a fever all of a sudden.
Fu Zhenya certainly did not expect anything like this at all. In the end, our bored gamer's voice was the one that woke her up from this mysterious spell.
”It was you who came uninvited in my room, woman.”
”And since I feel that your quest could not wait, tell me what do you want then?”
”I'm very much wide awake now.” Clark said to the beautiful woman.
”Hmmp!” Fu Zhenya got nothing good to say and so she could only leave the place at once.
”BANG!” The doors opened up and off she went flying into the sky. She tried closing her eyes but the big image of our bored gamer's tool kept popping out from nowhere.
'A rogue vulgar barbarian!' Fu Zhenya cursed our avid gamer in her mind. Still, the damage was done and she was sure to have many hard nightmares about this experience.
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”So what's your decision, Fellow Daoist?” Clark asked Sect Master Fu De at lunch time.
”Some of us will come but not all.”
”At least I will be there to join you, Fellow Daoist.” Sect Master Fu De replied seriously.
”I see. Then I assure you that you won't regret your decision today.”
”The Blood River Cult will pay for its sins.” Our bored gamer said and poured some wine onto the empty glass of the old man. He also filled his cup next and offered a toast towards his fresh ally.
”For justice.” Clark said gently.
”Yes.” Sect Master Fu De nodded and without ado, drank the cup in one long drag. There would be no going home this time if they failed.
Especially not with how small their number of forces are gonna be in this attack.
One should know that they had only survived before because of the combined forces of at least 20 righteous sects. Now, they were not even qualified to be called one complete sect.
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Another day passed and a legion of flying boats was seen in the skies. There were big and small crafts but more than that, a few rich cultivators owned tamed magical beasts as their ride.
Nevertheless, all of these heroes that chose to join in this quest were all of them remarkable humans indeed.
They trusted the foresight of their sect master and so many braved the dangers ahead.
From the 100,000 left of population in the Hidden Mountain Palace, only 9,000 more or less souls had decided to follow in today's gamble.
Everything was set and ready but before the group could launch, Fu Zhenya took another chance at talking with our very own protagonist.
This time, she breathed a sigh of relief when she noticed that Clark was already clothed with his usual crimson robes.