Thinking of this, Ye Fan added, "But it's still a weakling right now, you should still help it out."
The little demon girl nodded as if she suddenly understood.
Although she hadn't experienced much combat herself, the torment she endured back then was no less severe than a life-or-death battle.
When one thought of becoming stronger, who didn't have to pay a price?
With that thought, the little demon girl casually unleashed a faint stream of dark energy.
The dark energy instantly caught up to the pheasant in mid-air and merged into its bare body.
With this safeguard, the pheasant's life would no longer be in danger.
However, suffering some injuries was inevitable.
Since Ye Fan's intention was for the pheasant to undergo tempering, having too high a level of protection would be pointless.
Perhaps, the pheasant wanted to experience actual combat up close...
The little demon girl mused.
But soon, she realized she was wrong.
And very wrong at that!
The pheasant, upon reaching a female cultivator from behind, 'slithered' right under the hem of her skirt!
The swiftness of its movement was truly astonishing!
Seeing this, Ye Fan and the little demon girl both helplessly covered their foreheads.
Damn it!
As expected, we were overthinking it...
What the hell...
"Why don't you go and pull this thing back..." Ye Fan said powerlessly. "Otherwise, if people see us with this scoundrel, they'll think we're perverts..."
"Mmm..." The little demon girl covered her face with one hand. "The little chick has been down in the dumps these past few days. It's rare for it to have some spirit today, why don't we just let it be."
Ye Fan nodded upon hearing this.
It's one thing for you to cover your face, but is it really okay to have such wide gaps between your fingers?
If I didn't see you staring with wide eyes, I would have almost believed you.
I clearly think you just want to watch yourself, don't you?
Very well, this is very much like a female hooligan.
After that, Ye Fan raised his head and also started to stare.
To be honest, he had never seen what a chicken looked like when it acted like a hooligan.
...
Xiang Jun looked at Ye Fan and the little demon girl, full of question marks.
What they said and what they did were two different things, humans were indeed a strange species.
In mid-air.
A female cultivator and a male cultivator were engaged in a one-on-one battle.
The female cultivator was clearly superior, and the male cultivator was being beaten and fleeing for his life.
"Are you f***ing sick?!" the male cultivator yelled as he fled, cursing. "There are so many people, and you're just focusing on me?!"
He never would have imagined that this woman would be so aggressive!
She would rather risk being hit by others than to chase him relentlessly and beat him to death!
"You dare to touch my butt, see if I don't kill you today!" the female cultivator retorted through gritted teeth, unleashing several more spells.
She got angry just thinking about it!
Earlier, during the chaotic melee, she suddenly felt someone touch her butt.
After searching around, she finally pinpointed the culprit—the male cultivator with the lecherous expression in front of her!
This guy, from a distance, was using his vital energy to form a hand and making lewd gestures at her!
As a member of Ge City, the female cultivator was naturally a very pure-hearted person.
If you dare to molest me, I will kill you today!
Her thoughts were that simple and straightforward.
The male cultivator was regretting it immensely now.
He clearly had no sense of belonging to the gang and was just there to make up the numbers.
He had initially thought that since he was just filling a spot, he would just blend in with the chaos and leave once it was over.
But just now, after seeing this female cultivator's alluring figure, his hands and feet had become a little restless...
Are you a dog, you woman?!
How could you find me even when I was hiding so well?
At this moment, he suddenly saw something slither into the female cultivator's skirt.
The male cultivator shook his head vigorously.
If he wasn't mistaken, was that just now a...
Chicken???
And a featherless chicken at that???
Sensing the abnormality at his crotch, the female cultivator immediately exploded!
"Since you're looking for death, I'll grant it to you today!"
Vital energy surged madly from the female cultivator's body, clearly indicating she was ready to fight to the death.
"It really wasn't me this time..."
Before the male cultivator could finish speaking, he was blasted away by a torrent of spells.
There were spells from the female cultivator, and from others...
Just as the female cultivator was about to pursue, she suddenly realized that something was wrong.
The opponent had been blasted away, so why was there still movement inside her skirt?
The next moment.
A dark shadow shot out from between her legs, lifting the hem of her skirt high.
Only then did the female cultivator see clearly.
It was a featherless chicken!
"Phew—!" After stabilizing himself, the pheasant took a deep breath. "Fish, shrimp, crabs... so intoxicating..."
Then, without delay, the pheasant flew towards the woman next to him.
Having come to her senses, the female cultivator was utterly furious!
She had actually been teased by a chicken demon?!
If this is bearable, then what is not?!
With a furious blow, she rapidly attacked the pheasant.
The blue spell instantly struck the pheasant.
Strangely, the pheasant showed no reaction whatsoever.
It didn't even make a sound.
It was as if her attack was fake...
The next moment.
The blue spell, like refracted light, flew towards someone else!
"Bang—!"
The spell successfully hit a burly man, causing him to stumble.
"Are you blind? Attacking your own people?" the burly man grumbled, exchanging blows with the people from the opposing gang.
"I..."
"If you have nothing to do, hurry up and come help! These bastards are too f***ing fierce!"
It was precisely this brief distraction. When she looked again, the pheasant was nowhere to be seen.
Having no other choice, the female cultivator had to go help her own people.
However, she didn't slack off while fighting, her eyes constantly searching for the pheasant's trace.
The pheasant, which had filled her with rage, was now causing trouble in her blind spot.
A female cultivator was fighting fiercely with someone when she suddenly felt her chest sink.
She subconsciously looked down...
A bald, unknown thing was desperately trying to burrow into her chest...
"Ah—!"
The female cultivator shrieked and was about to swat the pheasant away.
The pheasant 'slithered' into her clothes, and her slap hit nothing but air...
The female cultivator feigned an attack and hid behind her companion, reaching into her clothes.
However, the pheasant was too slippery; no matter how she struggled, she couldn't catch it.
The pheasant's movements inside her clothes inevitably brushed against some places it shouldn't have...
After a few moments of struggle, the female cultivator blushed and dared not move wildly...
Although the women in the cultivation world were relatively open-minded, not all of them could treat a tree branch as a pet...
"Second sister, what are you doing?" her companion urged anxiously. "Hurry up and help! I can't hold on much longer!"
"Big sister... something crawled into my clothes, I..."
"Stop the nonsense and hurry up!"
...
Under duress, the female cultivator had no choice but to rejoin the battle.
Unfortunately, with the pheasant causing trouble, her combat effectiveness was significantly reduced.
This group of female cultivators was quickly defeated by the opposing side.
After playing around for a while, the pheasant crawled out of the female cultivator's clothes and continued to search for its next target.
The pheasant also knew that what it was doing was wrong.
It felt that its current strength was not high enough, and doing this would bring it danger.
But the craving in its heart was too strong, it couldn't control itself...
And this unstable factor made the chaotic melee even more chaotic...