For some reason, every time Mengyun Wulei got close to Ye Wushuang, she felt as if all her strength had drained away.
An incredibly special and mysterious aura emanated from Ye Wushuang, drawing her in.
'Why is this happening? Why am I reacting like this? Just what is this mysterious aura on that detestable bastard?' Mengyun Wulei cursed inwardly.
What she didn't know was that this special aura was, in fact, the Dragon Spirit Qi contained within Ye Wushuang's bloodline.
Dragon Spirit Qi was supreme and noble, unyielding and mighty—it was the purest form of Extreme Yang Qi.
As Ye Wushuang's cultivation advanced, the Dragon Spirit Qi within him continuously awakened and grew more potent. It became all the more bewitching, and its allure for women grew stronger. After just a few encounters, it was no wonder Mengyun Wulei couldn't resist its pull.
Mengyun Wulei gritted her teeth, her icy eyes locked on Ye Wushuang. In an instant, the atmosphere turned uncanny.
"Alas..."
