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Chapter 297: Should We Try It Too?
Although she had teased Nie Chen more than once, Saintess Fanhua never imagined he would actually take it seriously.
More importantly… this was happening in front of the Seven Source Flower, with countless disciples watching!
If Nie Chen really went too far…
Saintess Fanhua’s heart beat faster and faster.
On one hand, there was undeniable embarrassment, and on the other, there was her pride that refused to admit defeat.
However, Nie Chen’s hand was already gradually approaching.
And, it was about to arrive.
This time, Saintess Fanhua thoroughly panicked.
“Don’t…”
She hurriedly whispered, trying to stop Nie Chen.
But she realized that Nie Chen had no intention of stopping at all.
“It’s over, it’s all over!”
Feeling the approaching palm, Saintess Fanhua suddenly felt despair.
She never imagined that a random joke would unexpectedly put them in this situation.
Her heartbeat became increasingly difficult to control as the sinful palm was about to reach her body.
“Pat, pat.”
But just as Saintess Fanhua was endlessly ashamed, she felt Nie Chen’s two fingers press on two acupuncture points on her body.
“Huh?”
Coming back to her senses, Saintess Fanhua hurriedly opened her eyes, covering her chest in shame.
But she realized that the two acupuncture points Nie Chen had pressed were not the areas she had imagined.
In other words, he had pressed…
“Wait, three inches below the navel, and the acupuncture point at the center of the chest!
Those are the laughing and crying points!”
She had just reacted, but it was already too late.
A surge of spiritual energy broke through the defense of the two acupuncture points, making her completely unable to control her sudden emotions.
“Hahaha, no, sob, sob, sob.”
She was both joyful and sad.
Two emotions simultaneously assaulted Saintess Fanhua’s mind.
Making her laugh while crying, and cry while laughing.
As if someone was constantly tickling her armpits.
Moreover, this acupuncture technique was excellent, perhaps reaching the pinnacle of perfection.
Even as a Great Emperor expert, she was completely unable to resist the invasion of the two emotions.
Her legs went weak, and Saintess Fanhua fell directly onto the lawn.
And she could no longer suppress her laughter:
“Nie Chen, quick, quickly undo it, it’s too much!
Hahaha, no, sob, sob, sob…”
Saintess Fanhua cried and laughed on the lawn, her long, lotus root-like jade legs rolling around.
Her cascading golden hair was also stained with flowers and grass, completely disheveled.
“Nie Chen, help me, I can’t take it anymore, hahaha…”
Laughing until tears came out, Saintess Fanhua cried and laughed even more, then suddenly felt a pang in her nose.
γDing, congratulations to the host for successfully shearing Saintess Fanhua’s wool, reward skill points *30γ
Spirit Birth Eye could see the weakest flaws in Saintess Fanhua’s body. Unexpectedly, just as he had expected, he really did manage to shear her wool.
“Forget it, I’ll let you off.”
Looking at the gazes of the surrounding female disciples, Nie Chen smiled helplessly.
After all, in their eyes, Saintess Fanhua was always the sacred and inviolable holy image, so where had they ever seen such a scene?
Some disciples with weaker minds even turned pale, their gazes dazed.
Their faith had been shaken, and their minds felt as if they had suffered a deeply affecting blow.
‘No, this is not the same as our saintess!
Even in the tens of thousands of years that Saintess Fanhua has ruled the Sacred Lands, no one has ever seen such a sight!
What on earth happened today!’
“Pat, pat.”
Just as Saintess Fanhua was crying and laughing, pitifully rolling around on the lawn, Nie Chen finally bent down and pressed on her two acupuncture points.
Immediately, the surging tide of laughter and crying stopped.
Saintess Fanhua felt the torment of the two emotions dissipate, and she finally felt a little more comfortable.
But she felt as if she was exhausted after a great battle, her whole body limp and weak.
“Nie Chen!”
Struggling to sit up, her golden, translucent immortal dress draped over her long, jade-like legs.
Supporting herself with her palms, Saintess Fanhua looked up at Nie Chen.
Tears welled up in her eyes as she complained endlessly.
“I didn’t see anything, I didn’t see anything. The saintess has always been a lofty and sacred existence in my eyes.”
“Me too…”
The female disciples on the side covered their eyes in unison, hurriedly turning around.
Trying to forget this scene that no one dared to accept.
“Hateful!”
Tears welled up in Saintess Fanhua’s eyes.
Unexpectedly, not only was Qingyue bullying her, but she was even being bullied by Nie Chen.
After all, she never imagined that Nie Chen would actually press those two acupuncture points.
The admiration and reverence that she had built up as the saintess among the Sacred Lands disciples was about to be completely lost!
“Hateful, this saintess will sooner or later…”
With tears in her eyes, Saintess Fanhua looked towards the Emotion Flower.
But completely out of her expectations, the Emotion Flower actually reacted.
A faint light flashed.
Although it wasn’t dazzling, it seemed to contain a distinctly different spiritual energy.
“Clatter.”
A small ball rolled into her hand.
The colorful candy coating exuded a faint sweetness. Although small, it was extremely beautiful.
“This is… candy.”
Saintess Fanhua never imagined that the Emotion Flower would conjure such a reward.
After all, this was the first time she had seen such candy.
Maybe, it was a reward even lower than a pebble.
Looking at the colorful candy in her hand, Saintess Fanhua’s gaze was slightly lost.
Just as she was about to taste it, a figure descended from the sky at this moment.
“Empress, Empress Qingyue has arrived!”
Instantly, another female disciple exclaimed, with a hint of excitement.
The saintess and Chu Qingyue usually had a very good relationship, and the disciples of Heavenly Cloud Palace and the Sacred Lands of Fanhua often interacted.
In the eyes of many Sacred Lands disciples, besides the saintess, Chu Qingyue was the existence they admired the most.
Aloof, arrogant, and formidably solitary.
“Qingyue!”
Saintess Fanhua was startled, hurriedly standing up and trying to explain:
“Ahem, I was just making some preparations with the disciples before entering the Emperor Mausoleum, and Nie Chen happened to be here as well, please don’t misunderstand…”
Halfway through her explanation, she noticed that Chu Qingyue didn’t seem angry this time.
“Forget it, I’m not a jealous person, easily angered. This Empress already knows what happened within the Forbidden Area.”
Glancing at Saintess Fanhua, Chu Qingyue didn’t blame her too much.
“However…”
She turned her gaze towards the Emotion Flower.
“I heard that the Emotion Flower of the Fanhua Sacred Lands can sense a person’s three types of emotions and bestow the inheritance of the Sacred Lands ancestors. So this is what you were talking about.”
She glanced at Nie Chen, then at the Emotion Flower.
Chu Qingyue pretended to be indifferent, but she revealed a hint of interest.
“How about… we try it too?”
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