Is the cultivation world now only populated by demonesses?

Chapter 94, Section 93. Is it better to put it up or not?

"Are there any other ways to establish contact?"

Lu Changyuan was pulled into the room by Su Youwan, and the scent of sandalwood enveloped him like a spider web.

"No," the silver-haired girl said softly, then untied the belt around her waist, and her outer garment slipped to the ground like a shed butterfly wing, revealing her blue and white inner garment once again.

The inner garment was as thin as a cicada's wing, and under the lamplight, it vaguely outlined the contours of the shoulder blades, like porcelain under the moonlight gleaming with a cold light.

She placed the blindfold next to the birdcage, then tilted her head to look at Lu Changyuan.

Her skin, as white as the moon, appeared in Lu Changyuan's eyes.

The girl tied her hair up, revealing her slender nape, but then stopped. She walked barefoot on the floor, as light as a Bodhisattva guiding the world, her ankles faintly visible beneath the hem of her dress.

Is it better to put it on or not?

What's the difference between polishing it or not?

Lu Changyuan thought about it for a moment, and then realized that he didn't need to think about it at all.

"Third Prince, this..."

Su Youwan stood on tiptoe, almost touching Lu Changyuan's nose. A few strands of her silver hair fell down and brushed against Lu Changyuan's hand: "Hold me, let my scent linger on you."

A faint sandalwood scent wafted into his nostrils. Suddenly, a cold body appeared in Lu Changyuan's arms. He trembled slightly at the chill of the body, feeling as if he were holding a jade sculpture that had come to life through the thin fabric.

"Actually, not wearing clothes works best." The girl's voice came from her shoulder, as calm as if stating a pharmacology: "Complete skin-to-skin contact can greatly improve efficiency."

Lu Changyuan felt a strange sense of being touched.

"Just like that day, when Young Master Lu was in the painting by Ancestor Hongluan, Youwan saw that Young Master Lu carried Miss Xia's fate. Hmm, it was very complicated, so Youwan knew."

The silver-haired girl shifted slightly, snuggling closer to Lu Changyuan's chest, then whispered in his ear, "Young Master Lu, you've taken Miss Xia's virginity, haven't you?"

Lu Changyuan felt his body heat being absorbed by Su Youwan.

The same goes for the spirit.

It was a very strange feeling. The Bodhisattva in the sky was only wearing a moon-white inner robe in his arms, expressionless yet surrendering.

Lu Changyuan lowered his head and saw that the girl's moon-white inner garment was slightly open, revealing a delicate collarbone.

He didn't have time to look at much; he was thinking.

What if I give up on it?

At some point, the silver-haired girl took off Lu Changyuan's broken will and placed it on the bedside table.

Lu Changyuan reached out to touch Duan Nian, but what he touched was a soft, boneless, and cool hand.

Su Youwan's red eyes were extremely aggressive at this moment, as if she were scrutinizing Lu Changyuan. The girl forcefully pressed down on the man's hand with her hand, then turned around and met Lu Changyuan's eyes.

Eye contact is a form of kissing that is devoid of sexual desire.

Almost no one can hide the emotions in their eyes.

Su Youwan was still testing whether Lu Changyuan's desire was lust.

She tiptoed, tensed her legs, and gently pressed her face against Lu Changyuan's. Soon, the girl's thin, cool lips were pressed against Lu Changyuan's cheek.

Lu Changyuan's pupils suddenly contracted.

He finally realized where the wet feeling on his cheeks had come from several times before.

"Your Highness?"

"Ah."

The girl's fair arms were fully exposed, encircling Lu Changyuan's neck. Her delicate nose was pert and straight as she looked at Lu Changyuan again.

Lu Changyuan repeated, "Third Prince?"

"Ah."

Despite the obvious desire in her actions, Lu Changyuan couldn't see a trace of girlish shyness on Su Youwan's face; it was as if this was a perfectly natural thing to do.

Ultimately, it was all under the guise of establishing a connection, so she could do some shameless things. The indifferent female bodhisattva ultimately let him put his arm around her waist.

But precisely because of this, there are more ascetics who are unaware of their own depraved behavior yet become deeply entangled in it, ultimately becoming completely corrupted by desire.

The girl's hair brushed against Lu Changyuan's clothes, and in the lightless underworld, it seemed to be stained by darkness, just like this supreme female bodhisattva.

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"Junior sister, is this the right way to practice swordsmanship?"

"That's right."

Xia Lianxue spoke with certainty, her brows furrowing as she felt a strange unease. Had something happened to the young master?
Qiu Yuehan gritted her teeth, thinking to herself, "Isn't this a bit too much?"

But it's a bit much that my junior sister went to so much trouble to teach me swordsmanship. No matter what, she held the sword up in the air and used the tip of the sword to gently guide the flow of clouds, cutting out a piece of cloud brocade with a perfect shape and clear patterns, which remained intact for the duration of an incense stick!

Qiu Yuehan gritted her teeth, drew her sword towards the sky, and cut off a section of cloud. But in the blink of an eye, that section of cloud was shattered by the sharp sword.

what.

Why is it so difficult?

Is it really possible for someone to do this at the fifth level?

Qiu Yuehan was about to look for her junior sister when she found that her junior sister had already leisurely walked to the pavilion, where someone was already waiting.

Her red lips parted slightly, but she could only swallow her words.

Xia Lianxue walked into the pavilion, and Jiang Jiayi, as always, pushed a cup of tea towards her.

"Is it really okay for you to lie to her like this? That cloud was clearly placed on the sword by you using the Time Dao."

The red-clad swordsman said calmly.

Xia Lianxue smiled and said, "If you don't tell me and I don't tell you, no one will know."

Jiang Jiayi really didn't intend to tell Qiu Yuehan, "But what if she really succeeds in mastering it?"

"Wouldn't it be better if you mastered it?"

The gentle fairy smiled softly.

If her senior sister were to master it, the world would gain another extremely terrifying sword immortal.

That doesn't sound bad when you think about it.

Anyway, once the magic runes are applied to Senior Sister's body, Young Master will have an extra sword in his hand in the future.

Xia Lianxue thought to herself.

Since you don't want to get rid of the magic runes, then don't even think about getting rid of them in the future!
Feng Xianlong's daughter, whom he had always admired before regaining his memories, served him tea and water, and he should thank her.

Thinking of this, Xia Lianxue actually smiled faintly.

Jiang Jiayi waved her hand and opened the box in her hand, which contained some chestnut cakes: "Made by mortals down the mountain, they should taste good."

Xia Lianxue picked up a piece and put it in her mouth, squinting her eyes slightly.

She suddenly asked, "Young master likes to eat clear soup noodles, do you have any clue?"

Jiang Jiayi shook her head: "You'll have to ask her. I'm not actually that familiar with the sect leader."

The red-clad swordsman looked towards the mountain peak, referring naturally to the Daoist sect leader.

Xia Lianxue and Qiu Yuehan had been here for a long time, but the sect leader of the Dao Fa Sect had never come to visit them even once.

"Tell me about the Taoist priest of Chang'an."

When the little fairy in the white dress attained enlightenment at Yao Guang, Daoist Chang'an had already ascended to heaven. The world was in chaos, and her impression of Daoist Chang'an was limited to him being very strong, ridiculously strong.

No more.

But now that he has become her husband, she should at least know a little about him.

For example, Xia Lianxue needed to know what Chang'an Daoren liked to eat, what his quirks were, and what he did at what time of day.

But Jiang Jiayi just shook her head.

"The Master of Chang'an is the Supreme Lord."

"What do you mean?"

Jiang Jiayi sighed: "You and the Chang'an Sect Master are from the same era. The cultivation world must have been very chaotic back then. Chaotic times are the easiest time to produce Supreme Beings."

Xia Lianxue still couldn't understand what Jiang Jiayi meant.

"So along the way, all the scenes the sect leader saw were people eating each other. I don't know what the sect leader went through, but I do know that in the last period of his life, he was trying to draw his sword against the sky."

"But what does this have to do with the Supreme Lord?"

Jiang Jiayi said softly, "Heaven is ruthless and selfless. The Supreme One is also ruthless, calmly observing the human world. The Supreme One is the exclusive domain of Heaven."

Xia Lianxue was stunned and lost in thought. The wind blew through her hair, bringing a slight chill.

(End of this chapter)