959 Intoxicating Apsaras 4yr

Translator: StackThatCoinEditor: Hitesh_

Ding! 
A crisp sound shook Wu Qi, making him glance to the east of the bedchamber. After pondering for a moment, he dived through the candlestick into the ground, carefully drifting in the direction of the sound.
A small hut, which appeared to have been recently built, stood right outside the bedchamber. It had a striking three-feet-tall iron threshold but no door. A black-clad daoist sat cross-legged in the ten-feet structure with a carp-shaped jade inverted bell floating in front of him. He was reciting some scriptures, and the words flew out of his mouth in the form of golden lotuses, striking at the bell and making it sing.
Wu Qi attached himself to one of the straws in the hut and studied the man carefully. Although he was dressed as a daoist, what he practiced was the cultivation technique of the Buddhist League. In his body, Wu Qi could sense a vast, almost infinite energy. When he looked at him with the Primal Dharma Eyes, the man seemed like a little sun hovering in the hut, emitting a strong light that gloriously lit up the ordinary structure.
The man was definitely one of the few almighty experts in the Buddhist League today. Although he had kept all his magic power