Golden lotus!
It was definitely created by this mysterious mental cultivation.
A flower petal had opened up within her skin, showing that she had finished learning the first level. In a similar fashion, every level learned would unfold a petal. But the book had written that the mysterious Treasured Lotus Style way of cultivating only had ten levels. If each petal represents one level, why were there twelve petals on her back? What did it mean?
“Walter, you didn’t see wrong, there were twelve petals?” Claire asked, frowning.
“Hehe, let me see again, it’s better if I confirm.” Walter chuckled vulgarly. He still wanted to see the devilishly beautiful scene again.
“Go rest.” Claire pulled out the spiritual stone and gave a pinch, making him faint. Before Walter could even cry out, he had passed out.
Claire lifted up her clothes, wanting to turn around and see her own back. But how could anyone see their own back? So Claire was at a loss, wanting to look, but unable to. How on earth did the golden lotus look like?
Just at this moment, the tent flap was suddenly lifted open, the entrance showing Feng Yixuan’s face as he was holding a roasted rabbit.
Their eyes met and the two became petrified.
Claire had lifted up her clothes, which only had underwear underneath…….
Feng Yixuan just faced the clothes-raised Claire…….
The next moment,
An extremely brutal thing happened.
“Ahhhhh” Feng Yixuan’s mournful cry resonated into the night sky, lasting for a while.
When everybody faced Claire’s tent, they only saw Feng Yixuan’s face was completely bruised as Claire was stepping on him. Feng Yixuan’s hand was still raising the well-roasted rabbit, not letting any dust stick to the roasted rabbit.
“It’s nothing, I just have some personal business with Feng Yixuan, that’s all. Sorry to bother everybody.” Claire said to the everyone standing at the entrance in a nonchalant manner, smiling sweetly.