Ye Wuyou's talent for cultivation is nothing special.
But... he has a System that provides narration.
[Dim, dangerous, eerie. An injured woman]
[All the elements are in place: a moonless night made for murder, a darkened room for a wedding night. Now a lone man and woman are locked up together, and she's injured, so she must be very weak. She needs a handsome, attentive man to take good care of her. Just seize the moment and take advantage of her vulnerability, and one day you can refine her into...]
Shing!
In an instant, that figure in white stood before Ye Wuyou, sword in hand.
The girl's wavering killing intent left Ye Wuyou momentarily dazed.
I can't win. There's no way I can win!
Damn narrator, give me some information! About this girl right in front of me!
[Height: 167 cm. Weight: 48 kg. Measurements: 92-60-88]
Ye Wuyou looked up at the girl before him. His view was blocked, and he couldn't make out her face.
So that's how it is.
