The muddy yellow protective shield around Li Shiming blocked most of the pink, but a small amount of pink still penetrated into the shield.
It seemed as if countless extremely beautiful women clad only in light gauze appeared before his eyes, dancing an enchanting dance, each movement designed to stir the heart.
This was many times stronger than the charming technique Fang Lu used when they first met, to make Li Shiming feel favorably towards her. Had it not been for Li Shiming's already robust spirit, coupled with his experienced past, perhaps he would have already been deeply entrapped.
However, he knew clearly that within a few moments, he feared he would not be able to keep his mind guarded.
He did not know what method could firmly protect his mind, because the cultivation techniques he practiced did not defend against such attacks.
