In the fantasy world, all the people I met were beauties.

The morning breeze blew by, making his clothes flutter and the jade pendant on his waist jingle.

Xiao Xiang'er immediately held her breath.

She saw Li Zimo's gaze first fall on Ye Yuhan, a hint of surprise flashed in his eyes, and then when he turned to her, his dark eyes lit up instantly.

"Miss Xiang'er today..." Li Zimo walked down the stairs quickly, his Adam's apple rolling unconsciously, "Really..."

He was speechless for a moment, his eyes lingering on Xiao Xiang'er.

The scarlet dress made her skin look as white as snow, and her golden hairpin sparkled in the morning sun. She looked like a fairy walking out of a painting.

Ye Yuhan smiled and deliberately puffed out her chest: "Sir, you only see newcomers smiling..."

"Han'er looks very beautiful today." Li Zimo came back to his senses and stretched out his hands to embrace both of them in his arms.

His palm just happened to clasp Xiao Xianger's slender waist, and the touch was as soft as jade.

Xiao Xiang'er lowered her head in shame, but she didn't expect that this action made the scenery on her chest even more attractive.

Li Zimo's breathing became noticeably heavier, and his arms around them tightened unconsciously.

"Sir..." Ye Yuhan leaned in Li Zimo's arms, and her small hand gently pinched Xiao Xiang'er's trembling fingertips, "I have decided to go with you. Besides, Sister Xiang'er also wants to follow you..."

Xiao Xiang'er also spoke at the right time, her crimson skirt blooming like petals: "I...I also admire you very much...I hope you..." Before she finished speaking, the tips of her ears were already red as if dripping with blood.

Li Zimo chuckled and reached out to embrace the two of them. "That's what I wanted."

"Ah!" Xiao Xiang'er exclaimed, and even her neck turned red.

Only then did she realize that her waist and hips were pressed tightly against Li Zimo's side, and she could clearly feel his strong muscles through the thin fabric.

Xiao Xiang'er's body stiffened, and then she softened in his arms.

"Sir, breakfast is ready." Ye Yuhan was used to it and leaned gently in Li Zimo's arms and said, "Let's eat and talk."

"Okay." Li Zimo hugged the two of them and walked into the dining hall.

In the hall, Ye Yuhan skillfully arranged the dishes. Crystal shrimp dumplings were placed on a jade plate, and bird's nest porridge was placed in a celadon bowl.

She deliberately arranged Xiao Xiang'er to sit on Li Zimo's right, while she sat on the left to pour wine.

"Sir..." Ye Yuhan said softly as she handed over the silver chopsticks, "I am very worried about my parents and my idle brother. I hope you can ask City Lord Wu to take good care of them..."

Li Zimo picked up a piece of rose pastry and placed it on her plate. "This is easy. I'll let City Lord Wu know and he'll definitely take good care of it."

He took out the sound transmission jade slip and tapped it a few times with his fingertips. "City Lord Wu?"

A respectful voice immediately came from the other end of the jade slip: "Senior Li! Is there anything you would like to instruct me on?"

"Tianxianglou's manager Ye Yuhan will leave with me tomorrow,"

Li Zimo rubbed Xiao Xianger's waist with his thumb, "Please help take care of her family in the future."

The voice of City Lord Wu soon rang out from the jade slip: "Don't worry, senior. I will definitely see to it! I will never let Miss Ye's family come to any harm!"

When he put away the jade slip, he found Xiao Xiang'er staring at the porridge in the bowl in a daze.

"Sister Xiang'er, are you worried about anything?"

Xiao Xiang'er shook her head, the hairpins on her temples swaying slightly: "I...have no worries." Suddenly looking up, "I only ask you..."

Before she could finish her words, Li Zimo touched her lips with his fingertips: "Since I promised you, I will never let you down in this life."

After breakfast, Li Zimo took the two of them into the inner courtyard.

There are spiritual mist flowers planted on both sides of the Nine-Curve Corridor, which are now absorbing and exhaling dense spiritual energy.

"Since you're following me..." He stopped in front of the moon cave entrance, his fingertips tracing Xiao Xiang'er's collarbone, "I'll give you some benefits later."

Xiao Xiang'er's cheeks flushed suddenly, and she said angrily:

"Young Master always bullies others... When did that become a good thing?"

Li Zimo laughed loudly, hugged the two of them and stepped into the side room. With a wave of his sleeves, the soundproof barrier fell silently.

"My physique is quite special. Practicing the secret method of dual cultivation with others can improve their physique and help you break through the realm."

"What?" Ye Yuhan raised her head suddenly, her eyes full of surprise, "Then why didn't my cultivation show any progress so many times before..."

He pinched the tip of her nose and laughed softly, "Silly girl, you weren't considered one of us back then. After all, this is also my secret, so I can't let it out easily."

Her fingertips slid down her spine into the apricot gauze dress, "But later... I will definitely compensate you..."

Ye Yuhan turned her face away shyly: "Hate... Who cares about your compensation..."

Li Zimo didn't give her any explanation and picked her up:

"You say one thing and mean another, so let's start with you... Let me make it up to you..."

Ye Yuhan screamed and struggled: "Ah, no! Master, I was wrong, let Sister Xianger come first..."

"It's not up to you." He bit her earlobe and chuckled. "Who was grumbling just now?"

Ye Yuhan lightly hit his chest:

"Hate……"

The scarlet Liuxian skirt and the apricot gauze dress overlapped and fell on the white jade steps.

The ancient trees in the courtyard moved without wind, casting a spiritual light all over the ground.

......

As the sun set, the panting sounds in the room finally subsided.

Li Zimo sat with his clothes half-open, revealing his muscular chest.

He lowered his eyes to look at the couch——

Xiao Xiang'er's black hair was disheveled, her sweat had not yet dried, and her snow-white skin was faintly flushed.

She curled up lazily in the quilt, her long eyelashes trembling slightly, as if she was half awake.

Ye Yuhan, on the other hand, was like a sated cat, nestling in Xiao Xianger's arms, her slender fingertips unconsciously playing with a strand of her hair.

The spiritual energy flowed around the two of them, and condensed into a faint halo in the twilight, as bright and clear as moonlight.

"Martial King... Ninth level?"

Xiao Xiang'er stared blankly at her palm. The cyclone condensed there was several times stronger than before.

She stroked her dantian in disbelief, her fingertips trembling slightly - is this cultivation really improving by leaps and bounds?

Ye Yuhan suddenly threw herself into Li Zimo's arms, biting his neck hard with her red lips, leaving a bright mark.

"Young Master, you are so abominable..." Her eyes flickered, but her voice was sickeningly sweet, "You hid such a benefit from me for so long..."

Li Zimo chuckled and took Xiao Xiang'er, who was about to get up, into his arms.

The beauty was caught off guard and fell onto his lap, her ears turning red with embarrassment.

"It's not too late to know now." His fingertips gently stroked the two women's glowing skin. "Okay, if you have any unresolved matters, go and deal with them. We'll leave at noon tomorrow."

"I, I'll go and set up Tianxiang Tower!" Xiao Xiang'er hurriedly tried to get up, but her legs went soft and she fell back into his arms.

That embarrassed and helpless look made Ye Yuhan cover her lips and chuckle.

"As for me..." Ye Yuhan tied her belt slowly, with a blush still lingering in the corners of her eyes, "I have to go home and say goodbye to my parents..."

She suddenly leaned close to Li Zimo's ear and said in a sweet voice, "After all, once you leave... you don't know when you'll be able to come back..."

The afterglow of the setting sun covered the two of them with a golden veil.

Xiao Xiang'er walked lightly, and every step she took seemed to have spiritual power flowing through her toes;

Ye Yuhan was humming a little tune, and the hairpins in her hair swayed gently as she jumped for joy.

In the attic in the distance, Li Zimo flicked his fingertips, and a crabapple-red bellyband embroidered with golden mandarin ducks playing in the water slipped out of the embroidery bag left by Ye Yuhan.

The silk satin is as smooth as water and has a girlish fragrance.

His eyes grew darker, as if he had already seen tomorrow—

The way that bright color wrapped around her snowy skin bloomed for him in the morning light.