I Cultivate Passively

Chapter 132: Be My Husband

When Zhou Feng looked at Leng Maner again, he was no longer as reserved as he had been the first time.

The difference in strength between the two sides was very close, after all.

Leng Maner was also a Grade-1 Soul Altar cultivator.

However, Leng Maner appeared even purer compared to Zhou Feng’s chaotic aura.

How should I put it!

Leng Maner gave people a feeling that she was ethereal and her body was flawless.

However, Zhou Feng’s aura was extremely chaotic.

Zhou Feng had not noticed it before meeting Leng Maner, but now that he compared it, he felt like he was in the presence of a disciplined army.

Zhou Feng remained silent for a while before asking Leng Maner, “What’s the matter?”

From the looks of it, Leng Maner would not speak on her own. Since that was the case, he could only take the initiative to speak.

Leng Maner expressionlessly said something that astounded him.

“How about becoming my husband?”

Zhou Feng was slightly stunned but decisively rejected, “Husband? Impossible!”

“As long as you become my husband, the previous charges on you can be written off. At the same time, you’ll be the next Sect Leader of the Tri-Gu Sect.

“As for being my husband, it’s just a title.”

Leng Maner did not seem surprised that he would refuse. She just stated the latter conditions even more calmly.

“You don’t even have to worry about the Grand Elder finding trouble with you.”

Finally, Leng Maner proposed a condition that somewhat moved him.

She would help him withstand the pressure from Old Demon Gu.

The first few conditions had not moved Zhou Feng at all.

Becoming Leng Maner’s husband? This sounded very beautiful. After all, such a beauty was the daughter of the Sect Leader.

Although he would be her nominal husband, he would get the moon as long as he had that title. He might even be able to get the beauty later.

And then the next Sect Leader of the Tri-Gu Sect.

This sounded very tempting.

Nonetheless, Zhou Feng knew that all of this was an illusion.

Only his own strength was eternal.

Evidently, Leng Maner had come to Zhou Feng to find a shield.

Zhou Feng had learned some things in the blessed land regarding the Sect Leader position.

In any case, the other two factions absolutely would not allow the Ice Spirit faction to continue occupying the Sect Leader position.

Coincidentally, at this time, Zhou Feng had suddenly risen.

Not only was he a Grade-1 Soul Altar cultivator, but he even killed many Soul Altar cultivators one after the other.

This proved his formidable battle prowess.

One must know that the Soul Altar cultivators that Zhou Feng killed before were mostly from the Bloodthirsty faction and the Penta-Poison faction.

In other words, he had already offended the other two factions and just so happened to have the capital to cooperate with the Ice Spirit faction.

All these factors combined allowed Leng Maner to find Zhou Feng.

And the premise of all this was that Zhou Feng was strong enough.

If he didn’t have enough strength, he probably wouldn’t even have the qualifications to be a shield.

Zhou Feng frowned. “Can you really guarantee that Old Demon Gu won’t find trouble with me?”

He didn’t care about the other conditions, but it was important that Old Demon Gu didn’t take revenge on him.

Now that the Demon-Devouring Seal in his body had been forcibly removed, Old Demon Gu should have sensed it.

To be honest, the pressure of a Zifu realm expert was still a bit too great.

If Leng Maner could help him resist the pressure from Old Demon Gu, then it wouldn’t be impossible to consider becoming her nominal husband.

“I can guarantee it.”

As soon as Leng Maner opened her mouth, Zhou Feng immediately retorted, “How can you guarantee it? With just your mouth?”

Such empty promises didn’t have any sincerity at all.

‘Just because you are the daughter of the Sect Leader? A mere Grade-1 Soul Altar cultivator dares to guarantee that I can withstand Old Demon Gu’s pressure?’

Leng Maner fell silent upon hearing his retort.

An extremely cold aura slowly rose up.

“You just have to become my husband!” Leng Maner said word by word.

Leng Maner did not have the intention to continue negotiating with Zhou Feng.

“Demon-Devouring Battle Art!”

Zhou Feng’s response was even more direct. His Spiritual Qi turned into Demonic Qi, and Demonic Qi surged wildly.

The demonic avatars behind him appeared one after another, and countless tentacles rose up.

Qian You’s eyes were cold!

Leng Maner’s eyes turned ice-blue.

Relying on Qian You’s cold eyes, she instantly saw through all the flaws that Zhou Feng had exposed.

Then, her slender jade hand moved forward slightly.

The extremely cold aura broke through the wild Demonic Qi.

Leng Maner was like a fairy from the nine heavens. Her body was extremely elegant, and she looked carefree.

However, in Zhou Feng’s eyes, she appeared in front of him in the blink of an eye.

Her speed was so fast that even his eyes could not react in time.

In the end, Zhou Feng relied on his Battle Instinct to be on the passive side and narrowly avoided Leng Maner’s attack that did not contain any smoke and fire.

“…”

Leng Maner did not say anything, but it seemed that she was very surprised that Zhou Feng was able to dodge this attack from her expression.

Immediately after, Leng Maner turned around slightly, and her three thousand black strands of hair fluttered in the wind.

A faint fragrance assailed her face, and cold ice flowers slowly descended from the sky.

It was exactly the same as the people that Zhou Feng had met previously.

Leng Maner’s battle style was elegant, but its attack was dangerous. The ice flowers that descended from the sky fell to the ground and instantly condensed into ice blocks.

If they landed on a person’s body, they would probably turn them into an ice sculpture in an instant.

“…”

Zhou Feng’s mouth was tightly shut. Suddenly, he did not dodge and just stood on the spot.

He allowed the ice flowers to land on his body.

The moment the ice flowers landed on his body, Zhou Feng’s body turned into a block of ice.

At the same time, Leng Maner attacked.

Her jade-like fingers tapped slightly, and a bloody hole appeared on Zhou Feng’s chest.

The splattered blood did not splash onto Leng Maner.

The bright red blood was paired with a beautiful expressionless fairy, and countless ice flowers were falling behind her.

Such a scene was enough to make people indulge in it.

It was clearly a dangerous battle, but it looked like a scene out of a painting.

In the next second, Zhou Feng destroyed this beautiful composition.

He completely ignored the pain and rushed in front of Leng Maner.

There was no strategy!

Zhou Feng once again used the desperate fighting style of exchanging injuries for injuries. The defensive passive skills he had gave him enough confidence to do so.

The injury on his chest just now seemed very serious.

But in reality, it was only a superficial injury. In less than a second, the wound had already healed.

What a joke! He was now a Grade-1 Soul Altar cultivator.

Moreover, with the support of Old Skin, Tough Skin, and Reinforced Iron Bones, the strength of his physical body had already reached a terrifying degree.

As expected, when facing Zhou Feng’s desperate fighting style, Leng Maner’s rhythm was disrupted.

Zhou Feng allowed his opponent to hit him ten times to hit his opponent once.

This,

No matter how strong Leng Maner was, she was only a Grade-1 Soul Altar cultivator. This kind of desperate fighting style brought her a headache.

In terms of strength, she could not suppress Zhou Feng at all, so Leng Maner began to lose her composure..