Chapter Eighty-Seven: Your humble servant pays her respects.

"Pah! Beast!"

Jiang Lin narrowly dodged a mouthful of spit, listening to the white fox sisters hurl abuse at him.

"How can young ladies be so fond of cursing?" Jiang Lin said with a smile. If not for his rather handsome face, he would have looked for all the world like a lecher.

"Beast!"

"Who are you calling a beast?"

"You, beast!"

"......"

The white fox elder sister was momentarily at a loss for words. She wanted to curse him again, but could not even think where to begin, and her pretty face flushed bright red.

How could there be such a shameless man in this world?

"All right, save your strength." Jiang Lin snapped his fingers, and the endless swords vanished, leaving one man, one dog, and two foxes once more inside the ruined temple.

After all, they could not move at all now. There was no need to keep the endless swords going and waste his mana.

"If you've got the guts, then kill us!"

"Enough, enough. Stop talking about killing all the time. I told you already, our Sun-Moon Sect excels at attacking the heart." Jiang Lin smiled faintly, then exchanged notoriety points in the system shop for two ropes, spending a full 6,666 notoriety points.

The label on the ropes read:

"For tanks, magma beasts, and even tyrannosaurs, I will bind you all down!"

After tying the two in an especially artistic, movie-like fashion, Jiang Lin clapped his hands and grinned wickedly.

"I'll give you a choice:

First, tell me who exactly sent you to Eastwood City, why you were targeting me, and why you tried to take me back with you. Give me the answers to those three questions, and this handsome guy will spare your lives."

"And if we don't say anything?"

"Don't waste words. If this gets any more padded, the readers are going to complain." Jiang Lin waved a hand, crouched in front of them, and looked straight into the eyes of the white fox sisters.

"If you won't tell me, that's fine. Then let me tell you my plan next.

Rest assured, I, Jiang Lin, may like pretty girls and often stand guard outside the bathing pools of female cultivators, but I have my own code when it comes to looks, and I would never do anything so cuckold-like.

However...

First of all, with those long legs of yours, it would be a shame not to use them to pedal a tricycle. What is a tricycle? Oh, it's a kind of cargo vehicle used by our Sun-Moon Sect. I provide the concept; Little Black builds it. But that's not important.

After bringing you two back to the Sun-Moon Sect, I'll have someone seal your spiritual apertures, then give you a pill that can compel the body. By then, you'll still be conscious, but your bodies won't listen to you.

Add to that our sect's physician-cultivator's 'Muscle-Enhancement Pill,' and I believe that after a few months of pedaling tricycles, those lovely long legs of yours will be all muscle.

Then, after the tricycle work, you'll move on to carrying bricks. After a few months of that, your arms will probably be all muscle too.

After that, there will be hauling carts, training the abdominal muscles, and digging mud and whatnot. Finally, I'll have you dragged out into the sun for several days, and with our sect's newly developed 'Bronzed Skin' pill, I guarantee that within two years you two will look like this."

As he spoke, Jiang Lin took a dazzling colored painting from his pocket. On it was a musclebound goddess-like Barbie of steel and sinew.

At the sight of the painting, the faces of the white fox sisters immediately went dark.

"Oh, sorry, I forgot to tell you two: our sect's 'Muscle-Enhancement Pill' and 'Bronzed Skin' pill are mature products. Once taken, they link with the longevity bridge within the body. Unless one reaches the Jade-Flesh Realm and has a chance to reshape one's appearance, there is no way to restore it.

So imagine this: even if you truly manage to break through and one day reach the Jade-Flesh Realm, how long do you think it would take with your own talent? A few hundred years? Or...

Several thousand years?"

Looking at the two tender fox-eared girls, Jiang Lin smiled with innocence on the surface and lewdness beneath it, and with lewdness beneath that still more lewdness.

"Jiang Lin! You beast! Kill me!"

"What kind of man are you? If you've got the ability, then kill me! Don't let me look down on you!"

"Jiang Lin! Make your move!"

Within Jiang Lin's heart lake came the despairing voices of the white fox sisters, and tears even traced down the corners of their eyes...

White foxes were proud and considered themselves noble. In truth, their bloodline really was rather noble, after all there were not many of them.

Because of that, white foxes cared immensely about their appearance. There had never been an ugly woman among them, and white foxes were born with bewitching allure. They were especially proud of their looks.

Turning into a musclebound Barbie was not something any ordinary woman who cherished beauty could endure, let alone a white fox.

"All right, it's getting late. Although I need to go to Eastwood City, for now I can only take the two ladies back to..."

Before Jiang Lin could finish, he suddenly stamped the tip of his foot and retreated swiftly backward. In the place where he had been standing, before the white fox sisters, a thick, fluffy white fox tail had been thrust into the ground, leaving a depression in the earth.

Jiang Lin held Frostfall in his hand, narrowed his eyes slightly, and quietly circulated the Sun-Moon Dual Cultivation heart technique, using the faint moonlight to slowly restore his mana.

The situation, however, did not seem very good.

Jiang Lin straightened and watched as a slender figure drifted down from the roof, which had been pierced through by something.

Tiny and exquisite white embroidered shoes touched down, and she wore a pale, elegant white long dress with colored snow-lotus trim, a front-opening crossed collar, a cinched waist, and flowing sleeves. Her jade-green fingers were folded lightly before her at the waist.

Even as the woman descended slowly, her snow-white hair, cascading past her thighs, hung behind her without the slightest drift, as though defying Newton himself.

There was no ornament upon her head, save for a plain pale-yellow bamboo pin, though somehow it looked strangely like a candied hawthorn skewer.

A light veil covered her face. Though it gave her an air of hazy mystery, one could not actually see her true features at all.

Still, relying on Jiang Lin's many years of experience lurking on street corners with Diao Da and the others to ogle pretty girls, he could guarantee she was absolutely beautiful, and her proportions were truly excellent. She gave off not only an ethereal, refined air, but also a bewitching one!

These two impressions should have clashed, yet on her they fused together in perfect harmony.

Especially those silver-white eyes. That pair of smiling, unreadable eyes made Jiang Lin feel his Dao heart wavering.

Well, to be honest, Jiang Lin himself felt he hardly had any Dao heart to begin with. The reason he had reached the Sea-Viewing Realm was mostly because he had floated there on bravado.

But truly speaking, Jiang Lin felt that if this woman were to cast an illusion on him, then even if Frostfall gave him another brutal blow below the belt, he probably still would not wake up.

The woman landed lightly. The instant her feet touched the ground, the techniques Jiang Lin had placed on the white fox sisters were broken at once. The sisters dropped to one knee behind the woman, cold sweat breaking out on their foreheads, and Jiang Lin could even see their bodies trembling.

"Young Master Jiang, this humble one pays her respects."

The woman did not speak, yet her voice rang out in Jiang Lin's heart lake, though it was not quite the same as heart-lake transmission.

In an instant, Jiang Lin's throat grew sweet. He clutched his chest.

"Pu!"

Unable to hold it back, Jiang Lin spat out a mist of blood.