60: Chapter 60 The Witch Wants to Be My Wife? Huo Ling'er and Yun Xi Firmly Oppose!

"Tsk, tsk, tsk. Such elegance—even those prodigies and heaven-chosen from the Upper Realm aren't fit to carry your shoes, Young Master."

A trace of deep wariness and admiration flashed in the Witch's eyes, and then her smile became even more radiant.

As she spoke, she leaned half a step closer.

The faint fragrance became even more intense.

She tilted her head slightly, revealing her long, fair neck, her gaze hazy, like a nine-tailed spirit fox seeking a mate.

"Young Master, I am unfamiliar with this place in the North Sea, and there are so many bad people outside who want to capture me and take me back as their captive wife."

"I wonder if you... are in need of a bed-warming maid?"

"Although I don't have much talent, I can do laundry, cook, serve tea, and pour water. I even... have some minor proficiency in the art of dual cultivation."

These words were said with such blatant suggestiveness, filled with such captivating charm.

Combined with her peerless beauty and devilish figure, there were likely few men in this world who could withstand such temptation.

Beside them, Shi Hao stared blankly, the nosebleed he had just wiped away flowing again: "Dual... dual cultivation? Is that something tasty?"

Yun Xi and Princess Huo Linger were trembling with rage; if they didn't feel they couldn't beat this Witch, they would have already rushed up to scratch her.

However, Wang Teng, at the center of the storm, merely watched the enchantress before him, who was trying her best to seduce him, with indifference.

In his dark golden dual pupils, there was no flicker of lust, only a playful look that seemed to see through everything.

He naturally knew who this was. The Witch of the Jietian Sect, the Heavenly Fox Fairy.

A woman who feared nothing in the world, seemingly promiscuous but actually chaste, extremely intelligent, and cunning.

She was testing him. Using her beauty and her charm to test Wang Teng's bottom line and character.

"A bed-warming maid?" Wang Teng suddenly laughed.

He reached out a hand.

A glimmer of craftiness flashed in the Witch's eyes, thinking this man had taken the bait, and she prepared to use a secret technique of the Jietian Sect to give him a taste of trouble.

However, the next moment, her smile froze on her face.

Because Wang Teng's hand did not reach out to stroke her face, nor did it wrap around her slender waist.

Instead, it transformed into an unceremonious flick to the forehead.

"Snap!" A crisp sound echoed as he flicked her smooth, jade-like forehead solidly.

"Ouch!" The Witch let out a cry of pain, her originally charming and hazy eyes instantly shattered, and she clutched her forehead with teary eyes.

The thousand charms and ten thousand allurements she had brewed were completely destroyed by this sudden "critical hit."

"At such a young age, and not learning anything good." Wang Teng withdrew his hand as if dusting off dirt, his tone sounding like an old man, yet filled with an unquestionable majesty:

"Although the Jietian Sect's charm techniques are peerless, you are still a bit too inexperienced to use them on me."

"You want to be my woman? Fine, go wipe the deck of this boat clean first, and then peel a plate of grapes for me. If I am in a good mood, perhaps I might consider taking you as a... bed-warming maid."

Wang Teng's words caused little physical damage but were extremely insulting.

If it were any ordinary heaven-chosen daughter, being teased and belittled like this, she would likely be so ashamed and angry that she would either draw her sword or flee in tears.

But who was the Witch? She was the Heavenly Fox Fairy, the most thick-skinned and quick-witted enchantress in this world.

After a brief moment of shock and pain, she clutched her slightly red forehead, rolled her eyes, and her expression changed instantly.

"A bed-warming maid?" Not only was she not angry, but she acted as if she had grabbed a lifeline, the grievance on her face instantly turning into surprise.

She sat down on the deck, crossing her long, fair legs. She hugged Wang Teng's thigh with both hands, raised her tear-streaked face, and shouted loudly:

"Fine! A bed-warming maid it is!"

"Since you have touched my body (referring to the flick on the forehead), you must take responsibility for me!"

"From today on, I am your person! In life, I am yours; in death, I am your ghost! Wherever you go, I will follow; no one can separate us!"

This tactic of "climbing up the pole" was executed to perfection.

Wang Teng raised an eyebrow, just about to kick this "sticky candy" away, when the two volcanoes beside them finally erupted completely.

"In your dreams!!" The simultaneous angry shouts carried a thick scent of jealousy and murderous intent.

Princess Huo Linger was the first to rush up, like a little tiger guarding its food. She forcibly squeezed between Wang Teng and the Witch, hands on her hips, her brows arched in anger:

"Where did this wild fox come from! Go take a look at yourself in a mirror! A bed-warming maid? I think you've lost your mind!"

"My husband doesn't lack people to serve him! I can wipe this deck, and I can peel grapes; there's no need for an outsider like you to show off!"

Although Princess Huo Linger was usually cute and naive, when it came to defending her "sovereignty," she would not yield an inch.

On the other side, although Yun Xi came from a noble background and valued etiquette, she was also flushed with anger at this moment. She stepped forward, her purple robes fluttering, radiating the sacred aura of the Celestial Race. Looking down at the Witch still clinging to the ground, she said coldly:

"This fellow Daoist from the Jietian Sect, please conduct yourself with dignity."

"Wang Teng is my husband, and we are a loving couple; we do not need a third party to interfere. As a successor of a great sect from the Upper Realm, are you not afraid of being ridiculed by the world for shamelessly pestering a married man?"

Although Yun Xi's words were refined, every word was as piercing as a nail.

Facing the pincer attack from the two women, the Witch was not flustered at all. She blinked her watery, large eyes, looked at Yun Xi and Princess Huo Linger with an innocent face, her voice sounding so pitiful:

"Two sisters, why be so angry?"

"I know that you two sisters are peerless beauties and are favored by the Young Master. I don't want to fight for any status; I just want to follow the Young Master, earn a living, and seek some protection."

As she spoke, she deliberately puffed out her full chest, scanned Princess Huo Linger and Yun Xi with a provocative look, and sighed faintly:

"Besides... more people means more help."

"I know so much; not only can I help the Young Master fight, but I can also help him relieve boredom. Unlike some sisters who are always pulling a long face—how boring."

"You—!!" Yun Xi trembled with rage, pointing at the Witch and unable to speak for a long time. This enchantress actually thought she was boring?

"Fine! Since you want to fight, this Princess will practice with you!" Princess Huo Linger had an even fierier temper and was ready to roll up her sleeves and unleash the Vermilion Bird precious technique right then and there.

Seeing that the ship was about to turn into a slaughterhouse, Shi Hao, who had been squatting on the side watching the show and gnawing on the Kunpeng bone, finally swallowed the meat in his mouth, wiped his greasy mouth, and interjected with a serious face:

"Um... two sisters-in-law, don't rush to fight yet."

He leaned in close to the Witch, sizing her up carefully from head to toe, his eyes looking as if he were picking pork at the market.

Finally, this Bear Kid turned his head, gave a thumbs up to Wang Teng, and said solemnly: "Brother-in-law, I think this Fat Girl... seems okay."