"You've indeed become stronger! I can sense the aura of the Great Dao in you, have you attained the rank of Immortal King?"
Struggling repeatedly but in vain to escape from Yang Ji's embrace around her slender waist, Hua Xianzi's delicate eyebrows furrowed in frustration.
At the same time, her heart was filled with shock. How many years had it been?
Just several hundred thousand years, and the person before her who once was merely a Qi Refining Cultivator had now become an Immortal King, it was... astonishing to hear.
"Stop struggling." Yang Ji said with a slight smile, holding her supple waist as his nose pressed against her tender cheek, breathing in her fragrance.
"Giggle!" Hua Xianzi ceased her resistance and instead placed her hands around his neck, her tone serious as she spoke, "Now that you've returned as an Immortal King, is it to show off in front of me? That desire and domineering attitude hidden within you are now fully revealed."