Zhou Wen was still a proper virgin. He had never even been in a relationship before. Furthermore, he had always been focused on cultivation, so he really hadn't thought about this problem.
The elder's question was somewhat odd, but Zhou Wen thought about it seriously and said, "Women with small breasts."
The elder was delighted when he heard that. He said with a smile, "I knew it. Women with small breasts are the best. Women with large breasts are like cows. What's there to look at? Only those babies who haven't weaned off their mothers will like cows. "
Although Zhou Wen didn't agree with the elder's words, he had no intention of refuting him. The reason he chose women with small breasts was because large breasts weren't suitable for combat. It would affect one's sense of balance.
"Young man, let me ask you again. Do you like gentle women who are obedient and obedient, or do you like fierce and unreasonable women?" Speaking of women, the old man's complexion seemed to be much better, and he continued to ask in high spirits.
Zhou Wen thought to himself, This elder sure is odd. Is there something wrong with his head? Who wouldn't like gentle women who are obedient and obedient, but would like an unreasonable shrew?
Zhou Wen originally wanted to answer that he liked gentle women, but he realized that if he continued, the elder's interest would be piqued. He was afraid that he would continue asking questions, and Zhou Wen had no interest in continuing the conversation with the elder.
"I like women who are unreasonable." Zhou Wen swallowed the words he was about to say and said against his will.
To his surprise, just as Zhou Wen said that, the elder slapped his thigh and said excitedly, "Not bad, not bad. Women who are unreasonable are cute and interesting. Those obedient women are like dead fish. What's so fun about them? I never expected you to have such a good eye for women at such a young age …"
The elder had the intention of treating Zhou Wen as a confidant. It left Zhou Wen dumbfounded and speechless for a long time.
He's indeed a lunatic. Zhou Wen increasingly felt that there was something wrong with the elder's mind. Otherwise, how could he say such crazy things?
If Zhou Wen had his way, he definitely wouldn't have chosen such an unreasonable shrew.
"Uncle, where do you live? Do you need me to send you back? " Zhou Wen really didn't wish to delay any further. All he wanted was to quickly send the elder away and find a place to have a meal before returning to game.
The elder ignored Zhou Wen and continued, "Lad, you have such a good eye for women. You are a talent. But you don't look very well, and you don't seem to be in good health. The body is the capital to pick up girls. If you don't have a good body, no matter how good your taste is, you won't be able to … "
"What's going on? You call that good taste? Zhou Wen regretted agreeing to chat with the elder.
As the elder spoke, he searched his body for a while and took out a tattered diary. He handed it to Zhou Wen. "I think you're a good lad. You're my type. There's a Primordial Energy Art recorded in here. Cultivate according to it. It's good for your body. As long as you can master it, no matter how troublesome women you meet in the future, you will have the energy to deal with them. "
A dark cloud hung over Zhou Wen's forehead. From the elder's words, it seemed like cultivating a Primordial Energy Art was to deal with those unreasonable women.
"Uncle, I appreciate your kindness, but I've already cultivated in a Primordial Energy Art. I don't need to cultivate in another one." Zhou Wen already had the Sun Strafe Art, so he naturally wasn't interested in other Primordial Energy Arts. Furthermore, he didn't believe that the elder's Primordial Energy Art was of a high level.
The elder glared at Zhou Wen and said disdainfully, "Although this Skyfiend Solution isn't considered a top-notch Primordial Energy Art, it's not something your crappy Primordial Energy Art can compare to. A trash Primordial Energy Art like Ascetic Meditation is meant for trash to cultivate. A young man with good taste like you shouldn't cultivate in such a trashy Primordial Energy Art."
How do you know that I cultivate in Ascetic Meditation? Zhou Wen was alarmed.
The elder curled his lips and said, "Although you don't look good, your skin and flesh have a luster that's as yellow as jade. There's spirit in your eyes, and your bones are thick. Clearly, you have cultivated in Ascetic Meditation. However, you've only just grasped it. Thankfully, you've only just grasped it. If you were to continue cultivating in such a trashy Primordial Energy Art, it would only waste your youth and ruin your life."
Zhou Wen sized up the elder. He really couldn't tell that the sickly elder had such good taste.
The elder seemed to read Zhou Wen's mind. "Don't just stand there. This Skyfiend Solution is a thousand times better than Ascetic Meditation. It's stronger than any Epic Primordial Energy Art in the world. As long as you cultivate it well, you will definitely achieve something in the future. Although you won't be invincible, it won't be difficult for you to advance to the Epic stage. "
"Thank you, Elder. We met by chance, so it's not nice for me to accept such an expensive gift from you. Thank you for your kind intentions. If there's nothing else, I'll be leaving." Zhou Wen didn't know if the Skyfiend Solution the elder mentioned was real. He had never heard of such an Epic Primordial Energy Art.
Ignoring the fact that the Skyfiend Solution wasn't an Epic Primordial Energy Art, even if it was, Zhou Wen already had the Sun Strafe Art. There was no need for him to cultivate in a Skyfiend Solution of unknown origins.
With that said, Zhou Wen turned around and prepared to leave. The elder was odd, and he didn't wish to invite too much trouble. It was best he left early.
"Stop right there." Just as Zhou Wen turned around, he heard the elder's cold bellow.
Zhou Wen ignored the elder and wanted to leave, but just as he took a step forward, he felt as though his body had been grabbed by an invisible hand. He was forcefully pulled back and turned to face the elder.
The elder's turbid eyes shimmered with a terrifying glint like two light bulbs.
He sat on the bench, coughing softly with his palm covering his mouth. However, Zhou Wen's body seemed to be pulled by a huge hand. All he could do was stand in front of the elder, unable to move no matter how he struggled.
"I, Jing Daoxian, have lived for decades, but no one has ever lived to say no to me," the elder said coldly as he stared at Zhou Wen.
When Zhou Wen heard the words' Jing Daoxian ', he first found it familiar. When he connected the three words to the meaning they represented in his memories, his expression changed drastically.
Before the dimensional storms, the period before the League government was established was one of the most chaotic periods in human history. During that period, many murderous devils appeared. Among them, the most terrifying and ferocious one was named Jing Daoxian.
The legend of Jing Daoxian's brutality was enough for a novelist to write a ten-million-word tome, but it might not be able to record it all.
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