Ren Yuanhao, upon hearing this, didn't get angry but laughed. He thought to himself that these cultivators, with their ability to twist facts, were just like shrewd merchants, or even worse. He immediately stood up and blocked the path of the two women.
"I'm this little girl's boyfriend. What of it? Not only did you injure Caiwei, but you also sneakily entered her inner room, and then you claim to be her senior sister? Do you think I believe you?"
At this moment, Zhi Xuan leaned in and whispered to Zhi Ran, "This person's internal energy is steady, contained yet not released. He also claims to be the junior sister's boyfriend. I wonder how much of that is true. If we abandon her now, it might cause trouble."
Zhi Ran's eyebrows twitched slightly. How could she not know something was amiss? But then she thought of the sect's rules and regulations. Interfering too much might cause trouble for their sect, which would be unwise.
"Tch! What are those two demon girls whispering about? Are they planning how to deal with me?"
Ren Yuanhao had clearly slipped into the 'I am a great hero' persona, and his words carried a certain swagger of the martial world.
"Demon girls?" Zhi Xuan wanted to laugh but was glared at by Zhi Ran beside her. She then heard Zhi Ran mutter, "Zhi Xuan, we just need to retrieve the item from the Washing Sword Pond and report back. The sect rules are strict. If we go back and forth with this guy, we'll surely get whipped."
As soon as she finished speaking, the two ignored Ren Yuanhao. With a sweep of their feet, they headed straight for the deep pool behind the canopy!
"What the heck, they dare to ignore me?"
Ren Yuanhao channeled his energy to the soles of his feet. If not for the injuries on his back, he would have intercepted the two women by the pond by now.
Arriving at the pond, he saw towering green pines, the wind like waves, water rippling and shimmering, dispelling the summer heat. As the two women were about to take off their shoes to enter the pond, they looked up and saw Ren Yuanhao peeking at them sneakily, their faces instantly turning red with embarrassment.
"Sister, I heard that if a man sees your bare feet, you'll get pregnant with a baby." Zhi Xuan frantically wrapped her hem around her feet, looking adorably shy.
"Those are just things the senior sisters made up. There's no such thing."
Zhi Ran gave her a sidelong glance but showed no further hesitation, leaping directly into the water.
The moment she entered the water, not only was the summer heat dispelled, but it felt like being in a frozen cellar. The cold air cut like a knife against their skin. As their green robes became soaked, their bare feet and jade-like legs became faintly visible. Coupled with the fact that the two women were quite attractive, Ren Yuanhao had a good feast for his eyes.
"Hey, you stinky brat, what are you looking at!"
Zhi Xuan, still holding onto her hem, cautiously put on her shoes. She then produced a short sword from somewhere, tapped her toes, and pebbles flew. The sword light flashed like lightning, striking precisely towards Ren Yuanhao's eyes!
Ren Yuanhao had long been eager to fight these two "demon girls." Seeing the powerful sword stance, the aura reaching him before the blade, he thought how profound these cultivation methods were. He rotated his supporting foot half a turn to the right, narrowly dodging the icy blade. Then, with fingers like a knife, he executed a chop, similar to a taekwondo move, directly at the opponent's wrist.
Zhi Xuan's strength was no match for Ren Yuanhao's. She felt a tremendous shock in her wrist, and the short sword immediately flew out of her hand. She was greatly alarmed. After spinning twice in the air, she managed to dissipate the force of Ren Yuanhao's chop and stumbled backward, cold sweat breaking out on her back!
"Zhi Xuan, what are you doing! Have you forgotten the master's teachings? Unless it's a matter of life and death, you must never fight with others!" Zhi Ran, suffering the pain of frost cutting her skin, couldn't see clearly and leaped out of the water, blocking in front of Zhi Xuan.
"Hmph, Sister, this pervert was staring at you just now. Master said that a pure body is more noble than life itself. How is this not a matter of life and death?"
As she spoke, the hem of Zhi Ran's green robe clung tightly to her slender figure. Ren Yuanhao was not particularly amazed by such a sight initially. But upon hearing Zhi Xuan's words, he decided to fully embrace the role of a "pervert," staring directly at Zhi Ran's alluringly hidden parts.
"Take your eyes off her!"
Zhi Ran's face turned crimson with embarrassment. A short sword, like a snake, shot out from her sleeve, aiming directly at Ren Yuanhao's face. But halfway through its trajectory, as if remembering something, the blade immediately veered off, and in an instant, it swept towards Ren Yuanhao's shoulder.
"You wicked little demon girl, you attack so viciously. Don't blame this great me for cruelly destroying flowers!"
At such close range, to dodge the opponent's sword light, Ren Yuanhao knew no other move but the extraordinary "Flying Dragon Probing Cloud Hand." He suddenly bent his body to an incredible arc and slid with unbelievable grace directly under Zhi Ran's body. Zhi Xuan, seeing her sister's attack miss, quickly picked up the dropped short sword and thrust it forward. At this moment, Ren Yuanhao's previous move had exhausted him, leaving him with no strength to parry Zhi Ran's next strike. However, what fluttered in his hand with the wind caused Zhi Xuan to lose her composure, her face flushing red!
"Oh, a red undergarment. You cultivators are indeed particular."
Ren Yuanhao, without blushing or panting, placed one hand on his lower back, his face the picture of a lecherous rogue, instantly making the now-realizing Zhi Ran blush furiously.
For these two novice women, encountering such a situation immediately after descending the mountain should have prompted them to return to their sect. However, they hadn't found the item entrusted to them by their senior sister, and returning now would surely result in punishment. In their anger, they held nothing back, their twin swords dancing like lightning!
The two were twin sisters and practiced the sect's twin sword technique. Their combined swordplay was far more than the sum of two individuals, not just 1+1=2.
At this moment, the wind howled mournfully, pines and bamboos swayed, and the water shimmered. The cold pond stretched their reflections long. Seeing their powerful momentum, Ren Yuanhao threw away the red undergarment, his playful smile vanishing. Amidst the swirling sword light, he dodged and weaved, appearing quite disheveled.
The two women sometimes darted like blue butterflies towards blossoms, sometimes flashed like streaks of lightning, and sometimes struck slyly like snakes. Ren Yuanhao's clothes were quickly slashed open in several places, his body covered in bloody marks.
Fortunately, his "Flying Dragon Probing Cloud Hand" served as his foundation, and the wounds were not deep. However, this situation could not continue indefinitely. Just then, the image of Zhi Xuan wrapping her feet with her hem flashed in his mind.
He chuckled softly. Seeing the two women flanking him from both sides, their movements flowing like clouds and their swordplay ethereal, their twin swords spitting electric light, they attacked him with synchronized movements as if looking in a mirror. He remained perfectly still. The two women sensed something was amiss, and their swordplay faltered slightly. Ren Yuanhao immediately seized the opening. His body moved like a dragon, soaring upwards. His toes landed directly on the converged sword tips of the two women. He used the force to leap high, pulled the flexible bamboo stalk with his left hand and flicked it back, then with a flash, he swept Zhi Xuan into his arms. Without pausing, he immediately reached out and removed her shoes and socks.
Her bare feet in his hands, smooth as jade, Zhi Xuan, naturally innocent, was so humiliated by Ren Yuanhao's actions that she immediately pressed her hand to her belly, fearing it would bulge. Zhi Ran, seeing her sister so shamed, was about to surge forward to fight Ren Yuanhao to the death. Unexpectedly, Zhi Xuan let out a shy, indignant cry, "Don't worry about me, hurry and go, call for Senior Sister!"