The Ancient Strengthening Technique

AST 2143 - She Didn't Like Men or Women

Beihuang Fan had arrived. It was definitely her.

Qing Shui did not notice her arrival as he was helping Zhang Yue in the Imperial Cuisine Hall. There was no one in the hall after Zhang Yue left. Most of the time, Qing Shui wouldn't stay in the hall. In his free time, he usually would be teaching Zhang Yue in the courtyard or he would be on the second level, so he only noticed her when she had walked into the courtyard.

She was tall and wearing a white warrior attire. Qing Shui had never thought that such a simple warrior attire could actually bring out someone's figure. Though he only caught a glimpse of her, her looks had already etched on his mind. Her hair casually draped over her shoulders and her skin was as white as snow. Like the brightest and most beautiful black stones, her eyes were crystal clear and hid an endless charm. Qing Shui did not think that someone's eyes could be so beautiful.

She had soft black brows, a sharp nose, and eyes that looked so calm. Even without makeup on, her beauty would be the downfall of kingdoms and states. She had an air of purity and seemed aloof from all affairs. She exuded a unique charm and it was spreading everywhere in waves.

She had a good figure. The white cloth around her chest was tightly-stretched because she was well-endowed. She had a small waist and a curvy bottom. They said that a woman's beauty was defined by her waistline and hips.

Her curvy bottom paired with her flawless long legs was a perfect combination. She was standing with her legs together and there was no slit or gap between them. Looking at her could lead one into a trance state.

Her beauty could wreck a country and ruin lives but it was hard for one to develop any hatred against her.

Qing Shui finally understood why even Nuo Lan was full of praise for her. He noticed that just like what Nuo Lan said, she was a unique woman who had no desire.

This was a kind of intuition and many vivid intuitions from others.

Qing Shui shifted his gaze and stood up. "Are you sick?"

Though he did it on purpose, his question didn't go overboard since this was still the Imperial Cuisine Hall. Though it only treated terminal illnesses, there would still be people who would come to try.

The woman shook her head. "Are you that Qing Shui?"

Her voice was not the clear feminine type, but it was magnetic. It was so soothing that it aroused Qing Shui.

In his previous life, Qing Shui had heard of some alluring voices that were a joy to listen to. Some women had very nice voices but did not look good.

He also had heard of too many nice voices in the Nine Continents. Most of his women were charming speakers, but this woman in front of him was different. She had the combination of looks, temperament, and a beautiful voice. That altogether made her exceptional.

Although Shen Huang, Tantai Lingyan, and Yiye Jiange were close matches to her, Qing Shui still felt the strongest impact from this woman.

Sometimes, not everything could be explained. Qing Shui couldn't say that this woman had a better voice than his women, but there were many other factors on top of her voice that made her so special.

"I am. Are you looking for me?" asked Qing Shui.

"I'm just looking around. My father kept asking me to see you. By the way, I'm not interested in men."

This remark coming from the voice that had captivated Qing Shui. It was truly shocking to him.

"You are not interested in men. Oh, I get it. You like women?" said Qing Shui while thinking it was such a pity that a woman like her did not like men. What a big loss to all men.

"I don't like women too. I don't like relationships in general," said the woman calmly.

"There are many types of relationships like friendship, kinship, and love. Since you came here because of your father, it means that you do not reject kinship, but perhaps you don't fancy love." Qing Shui did not know what to feel when he was with this woman. She was calm like still water and really solemn, her words drove people away, but she was still extremely charming and attractive.

"Maybe!" she replied casually.

"Alright, did you come here all the way to tell me that you don't like men?" asked Qing Shui curiously.

"I am here to challenge you to a fight and to beat you. I have said before that I will not consider a man weaker than me for a relationship," said Beihuang Fan.

Qing Shui shook his head, "I did not mess with you, so don't start a fight with me. I also did not force you to marry me. You don't like men, fine. In fact, I don't like you too, you're weird."

Beihuang Fan was a little stunned. "I neither like men nor women. You can think what you want. Fight me or I'll destroy this place!"

An annoyed Qing Shui looked at Beihuang Fan. "Could you be a bit reasonable?"

"Nope!"

Qing Shui was stumped by such a direct answer. He wasn't sure how to deal with such an unpredictable person, but a thought struck him. "I will not hit you. Even if you hit me, I'll not hit back."

Bang!

Just when he finished his sentence, Qing Shui was tossed into the air. This woman had already started. Her speed made him nervous.

Bang!

In a flash, Qing Shui felt another hit on his chest. Luckily, his defensive ability was strong enough. However, he could feel the impact of her attack getting stronger.

Bang!

This time, he felt a sore eye. The woman had hit him in the eye. Immediately, without any time for him to react, Qing Shui felt a punch on his nose.

Though it wasn't a big force, he suffered a bruised eye, a bleeding nose, and also got punched in his cheek.

The woman didn't care if he would retaliate. Punch after punch, Qing Shui could feel his anger rising.

But it seemed to her that he really would not retaliate. Furthermore, his face already looked swollen beyond recognition, so she decided to stop after this punch.

On the other hand, Qing Shui thought that this was never going to end. In a spur of the moment, he swiftly reached out with his hand.

Qing Shui was stunned by what he had grabbed. His hands were tightly cupping her breasts, and in a moment of shock, he forgot to let go. Beihuang Fan wanted to move away but was equally stunned and did not remove his hands.

Qing Shui instinctively caressed what he was holding. They were perky, soft, smooth, and springy. It was an indescribable feeling.

Bang!

The woman threw a punch at Qing Shui's chest. Though the golden light of the Paragon Golden Armor did not appear, fresh blood had trickled down from the corner of his mouth.

Beihuang Fan did not shout at Qing Shui, nor did she call him despicable. She looked calmly at him and said, "If I have a sword, I would kill you."

"I think you are pitiful." Qing Shui wiped the blood off the edge of his lips.

Qing Shui's pity made Beihuang Fan feel peace for the first time. "You have no right to pity me. Who do you think you are, acting all superior?"