Chapter 88: The Final Trial! Saintess, Please Exercise Self-Respect, I Am a Decent Man!

"Tonight, I will be your person…"

This sentence was like a thunderbolt, lingering and echoing over the Hundred Flowers Plaza for a long time.

Countless male Cultivators clutched their chests, hearing the sound of their own hearts breaking.

That aloof Hundred Flowers Holy Maiden, viewed by countless people as the lover of their dreams, actually said such words in public?

Although it was a bet, even a blind person could hear the ambiguity and anticipation in this tone!

"Damn it! The damned pretty boy!"

Nie Feng, known as the Wild Saber, was so infuriated that he squeezed the ghost-head saber in his hand out of shape.

His ox-like eyes stared fiercely at Gu Lan, wishing he could swallow him alive.

Even Jian Wuchen, who had always maintained the demeanor of a Sword Cultivator and had a poker face as calm as water,

was trembling slightly as he gripped his sword at this moment.

The surrounding Sword Qi leaked out somewhat out of control, splitting the white jade bricks on the ground.

"Hehe, thank you for the Saintess's kind affection."

Gu Lan, who was at the center of the storm, acted like nothing was wrong, and even extremely provokingly tidied up his hairstyle.

"However, this Young Master has a very strict family upbringing. Matters like taking a concubine still need to be taken back to ask for the first wife's opinion."

"Of course, if the Saintess truly admires this Young Master's talent, being a bedchamber maid can also be considered."

"Pfft—"

The few older-generation Cultivators who were just preparing to leave spat out their tea directly.

A bedchamber maid?

Letting the Saintess of Tianxiang Valley be a bedchamber maid for you?

This kid really dares to say anything!

Aren't you afraid the Tianxiang Valley Sect Leader will jump out of her coffin board and choke you to death?

Deep within the floral platform, Hua Nongying's footsteps abruptly paused.

She turned around, the smile on that exquisitely beautiful face becoming even more brilliant, but dangerous flames danced deep within her eyes.

"Young Master Gu really knows how to joke."

"Since the Young Master is so confident, then please enter the depths of the Hundred Flowers."

"This third trial is named Questioning the Heart."

As her voice fell, the scenery around the floral platform changed once again.

The originally spacious high platform was instantly shrouded by countless pink light gauze falling from the sky.

The light gauze was layered, dancing with the wind, dividing the floral platform into independent yet ambiguous spaces.

Bursts of decadent music sounded from who knows where, strings and winds playing like sobbing and pleading, making people's bones feel soft.

"Please take your seats, the remaining Young Masters."

At this time, apart from Gu Lan, those who had passed the second trial were only Jian Wuchen, Nie Feng, and a young sect master from the Beast Taming Sect.

The four of them walked into the light gauze Formation.

They each sat cross-legged on a rush mat.

"The rules of this third trial are very simple."

Hua Nongying's figure appeared in the center of the Formation.

She was barefoot, with a string of silver bells tied to her ankles, making a crisp and pleasant sound with every step she took.

"This humble one will present a dance for you all—Heavenly Demon's Hundred Allurements."

"Whoever can persist in watching the dance to the end without their Dao Heart being disturbed or their primordial yang leaking will be considered to have passed."

"If you all pass…"

Her gaze shifted fluidly, finally fixing on Gu Lan, and she stuck out her clove-like tongue to lick her red lips.

"Then it will depend on who persists the longest, and whose performance satisfies this humble one the most."

"Begin."

The music changed abruptly.

It became hurried, passionate, and full of temptation.

Hua Nongying moved.

She was like a white snake that had cultivated for a thousand years, her soft waist twisting into an astonishing arc.

Long sleeves danced, and waves of fragrant breeze drifted.

She did not dance in one place, but shuttled among the four people.

When she came before Nie Feng, her body suddenly leaned backward, making an extremely exaggerated backbend movement.

"Mmph…"

Nie Feng suddenly widened his ox-like eyes, his breathing instantly becoming heavy as thunder, his entire body's muscles tensing, and his flesh-bound face flushing red.

"Steady! Calm down for me!"

He roared frantically in his heart, trying to suppress the restless evil fire inside his body.

But Hua Nongying just chuckled lightly, her skirt brushing across his cheek, leaving behind a string of silver-bell-like laughter as she drifted away.

"Pfft—"

In the end, Nie Feng couldn't hold it back; two streams of nosebleeds squirted out like fountains, and his whole body fell backward, fainting away.

Eliminated!

Immediately following was the young sect master of the Beast Taming Sect.

He was even more unbearable; Hua Nongying only twirled around him twice.

He began to take off his clothes with a silly, infatuated smile on his face, shouting "Wife, I'm coming" in his mouth.

He was dragged down by a few female Disciple of Tianxiang Valley like dragging a dead dog.

Eliminated!

In the blink of an eye, only Gu Lan and Jian Wuchen remained on the field.

Jian Wuchen truly lived up to being a Sword Cultivator Genius.

He closed his eyes, cradling his long sword in his arms, muttering incantations in his mouth.

Sword Qi surrounded his entire body, forming a barrier attempting to isolate the external debauchery.

"Young Master Jian, won't you really open your eyes to look at this humble one?"

Hua Nongying danced closely against his Sword Qi barrier, her voice charming to the bone, "This humble one's dance was specially danced for you, you know."

Jian Wuchen's brows furrowed slightly, cold sweat seeping from his forehead, but he still kept his eyes tightly closed, unmoved.

"Uninteresting."

Hua Nongying curled her lips, turned around, and drifted toward Gu Lan.

"Only Young Master Gu knows how to appreciate."

At this moment, Gu Lan was supporting his chin with one hand, looking at her with a comfortable expression.

Not only did he not close his eyes, but instead opened them wide, his gaze bright and spirited, even carrying a hint of a critical meaning?

"This waist twist is not bad, it's just that the force from the hips is a little stiff."

"Mhm, this turn is very pretty. If the skirt hem were three inches shorter, it would be perfect."

"Tsk tsk, this look in her eyes is a bit interesting, but compared to my Senior Sister Hongxiu's alluring glances, it's still a bit lacking in skill."

As Gu Lan watched, he made critical comments in his heart.

Just kidding!

He had stayed in that spider cave of Cuiyun Peak for so long, what kind of scenes had he not seen?

Hongxiu's enthusiastic boldness, Lanyu's detached contrast, Lüluo's child-like face… cough cough, which one of them wasn't an earthly masterpiece?

Although Hua Nongying was beautiful and her seduction arts were high, wanting to make him break his concentration with just these few tricks?

She was still a bit too green!

"You…"

Hua Nongying's dance steps faltered slightly.

She felt Gu Lan's gaze, which, although burning, was exceptionally clear.

That kind of gaze didn't look like he was looking at a temptation-filled woman, but rather like he was watching a performance?

This made her feel an unprecedented sense of frustration.

"I don't believe I can't take you down!"

Hua Nongying gritted her teeth and suddenly changed her dance steps.

She no longer flirted from a distance, but pounced directly toward Gu Lan.

"Young Master~"

Her body went limp, and she actually sat directly into Gu Lan's arms!

Her hands wrapped around Gu Lan's neck, and that pair of jade-like thighs straddled his waist sides, her entire person entwining upward like a boneless vine.

"Hiss—"

Although the audience offstage could not see the specific situation inside the gauze curtain clearly,

seeing those overlapping shadows, one by one they emitted the sound of broken hearts.

"Foul! This is a foul!"

"Is this a competition of composure? This is handing out benefits!"

Inside the gauze curtain.

Gu Lan was also caught off guard by this move.

The delicate body in his arms was warm and soft, exuding an intoxicating subtle fragrance.

That thin dancing dress couldn't block the transmission of body heat at all; he could even feel the delicacy of Hua Nongying's skin.

"Saintess, please exercise self-respect."

Gu Lan sat upright and solemn, his hands suspended in mid-air, with the appearance of an upright gentleman.

"I am a man with a family."

"A family?"

Hua Nongying leaned into his ear, gently blew a breath, her voice so low that only the two of them could hear.

"Are you talking about Jiang Wanqing?"

"What she can give you, I can give too."

"And…"

She grabbed Gu Lan's suspended hand and pressed it against her violently heaving chest.

"I am softer than her and understand men better."

"Young Master Gu, your heartbeat… seems to have gotten faster, oh."

Beneath his palm was a mass of astonishing softness and elasticity.

Gu Lan's fingers trembled uncontrollably.

"Vixen!"

He cursed inwardly.

This woman is playing for real!

"Saintess, if you act like this… it makes things very difficult for me."

Gu Lan sighed, his gaze suddenly turning profound.

"Since you are so enthusiastic, if I don't give some response, wouldn't it make me look very impolite?"

Before his voice fell,

his other hand, which was originally suspended in mid-air, suddenly dropped, clasping Hua Nongying's slender waist that could be grasped in a single handful.

He pressed her fiercely into his arms.

"Mmph!"

Hua Nongying let out a cry of surprise, and their bodies instantly pressed tightly together without a gap.

Gu Lan didn't dodge, instead raising his head to look straight into her somewhat flustered eyes.

"The Saintess just said she wanted to see whose performance satisfies you the most?"

"Then do you think…"

"You…"

She bit her red lips, her gaze hazy, and the intention she originally had to tease Gu Lan instantly turned into being teased.

"Time is up!"

Just as the atmosphere between the two of them was about to go off the rails,

that stick of incense finally burned out.

Hua Nongying snapped out of it as if waking from a dream, flusteredly breaking free from Gu Lan's arms, straightening her clothes, and retreating to the side.

Only that face, usually calm and composed, was now covered in rosy clouds, not even daring to glance at Gu Lan.

"The… the third trial is over."

Her voice was somewhat unsteady, striving to maintain the dignity of a Saintess.

"Those who passed: Gu Lan, Jian Wuchen."

She took a deep breath and looked at Gu Lan with a complex gaze.

"Young Master Gu, your composure… is truly extraordinary."

Gu Lan stood up from the rush mat, patted his clothes, and smiled brightly.

"Overflattering, overflattering."

"Mostly because the Saintess has such a good figure that this humble one almost couldn't hold back."

"However…"

He glanced at Jian Wuchen beside him, who, although he had passed, was pale and drenched in sweat as if he had just been fished out of the water.

"It seems the final winner shouldn't have any suspense anymore, right?"

Jian Wuchen opened his eyes, gave a bitter smile, cradled his sword, and cupped his fists.

"Junior Brother Gu's Dao Heart is steadfast, Wuchen… willingly admits defeat."

Although he wasn't eliminated, under the erosion of the seduction arts just now, his sword heart was already in chaos, leaving him completely unable to fight again.

"Since that is the case."

Hua Nongying calmed her emotions and walked back up to the high platform.

In her hands, she held an exquisite jade box, inside of which was precisely the legendary myriad flowers spiritual dew.

"The champion of this Hundred Flowers Banquet is Young Master Gu Lan!"

"This myriad flowers spiritual dew belongs to you."

"And…"

She walked up to Gu Lan, handed him the jade box, her eyes carrying a trace of ambiguity that only the two of them could understand.

"Tonight, I will wait for you in the inner valley."

"To fulfill our previous bet."