The Old Ancestor's words instantly served as a reminder to Ma Deqing.

Changqing Continent was densely populated. As long as they searched carefully, there would surely be no shortage of suitable targets for possession.

While the Feiyu Sea Region might not compare to the Haoyue Sect's former headquarters, it wasn't far off. The Spirit Vein Cave Mansions on Changqing Continent, in particular, could support over a dozen Golden Core Masters in Cultivation in Seclusion.

For the Haoyue Sect, if they could occupy this auspicious land, the entire Sect could hide here to rest and recuperate. Once they recovered their strength, they could seek revenge against their old enemies and reclaim everything they had lost.

"...Please rest assured, Old Ancestor. I will see to this matter as quickly as possible!"

Ma Deqing spoke, bowed once more, and then retreated.

Upon returning to the main hall, the Sect Leader immediately gave the order for the fleet of Tianzhou Skyboats to depart at top speed, flying toward the depths of the vast ocean.

In just a few moments, the massive fleet vanished over the horizon without a trace.

When the news reached the family headquarters, Ling Qiyue's first reaction was surprise, which quickly turned into a grave expression.

"...Those guys must be putting on a show, trying to trick us into lowering our guard."

Tang Qiu Yao sneered faintly.

Ling Changqing nodded. "I think so too. They're waiting for us to lower our defenses, then they'll launch a surprise attack. It'll be much easier for them to succeed then."

The women looked at each other and smiled. None of them were naive, innocent fools, so they wouldn't fall for such an obvious trick.

"From now on, the entire family must remain on high alert. Do not let your guard down in the slightest!"

Ling Qiyue commanded.

'If I'm not mistaken, that fleet will turn back in no more than ten days and launch a surprise attack under the cover of darkness.'

Of course, facing the fully prepared Ling Family, these remnants of the Haoyue Sect wouldn't just fail to gain an advantage—they would likely all meet their end here.

"Alright, we still have some time,"

Ling Changqing reached out and, right through her ornate and beautiful Embroidered Phoenix Palace Robe, wrapped his arm around Meng Feiyu's incredibly ample backside.

"Why don't we go for a few rounds of Cultivation to build up our strength for the coming battle?"

Her beautiful face blushing, Meng Feiyu shrank back slightly, pressing down on Ling Changqing's mischievous hand as she protested coquettishly,

"If you want to build up your strength, you should be in the Cultivation Chamber. Why are you bullying me?"

Despite her words, her voluptuous and enchanting body began to grow hot, a fact he could clearly feel even through the multiple layers of her robes.

Ling Changqing didn't loosen his grip. He gently caressed her through the fabric and said in a warm voice,

"Consistent Dual Cultivation can restore one's Essence, Qi, and Spirit, and it can raise one's Cultivation. How could you call that bullying?

Sister Yu, your Golden Core Master Realm isn't fully stable yet. If you want to continue advancing vigorously, you can't afford to slack off."

Meng Feiyu thought for a moment and decided that his reason for indulgence was passable enough, so her attitude softened a little.

"Stabilizing my Cultivation isn't that urgent, is it? Besides, the other sisters are all busy. For us to be slacking off like this... wouldn't that be a bit..."

Sensing an opening, Ling Changqing's grip tightened slightly, caressing the plump, soft flesh beneath her robes as he said warmly,

"That's easily solved. We'll just have them all come over. A great battle is imminent, after all, so everyone needs to be in their best condition, right? I have a duty and an obligation to help you all with that!"

"Uh, well..."

Hearing this, Meng Feiyu's jade-like face turned an even deeper shade of red, and she cast a shy glance at the other women present.

'This guy is getting more and more ridiculous. How did I never realize that the legendary Child of Destiny is actually a hopeless old lecher?'

'Have I gotten in over my head?'

Ling Qiyue rolled her eyes at Ling Changqing, completely exasperated. 'You're not trying to improve everyone's Cultivation. You're just trying to start an orgy!'

'I'm too embarrassed to even call you out on it!'

Dressed in a flowing, sky-blue gown, her cheeks flushed and her eyes shimmering, Tang Qiu Yao covered her mouth and chuckled lightly.

"Facts aside, my husband's words still make a lot of sense. I'm in. Any of you sisters who are willing can come along!"

In any case, she was on the verge of breaking through to the Golden Core Master Realm and was getting a little anxious. If she wanted to take that final step as soon as possible, she could only turn to Ling Changqing for help.

Besides, the Ling Family desperately needed new True Pill or Golden Core Powerhouses to support its standing, so Tang Qiu Yao felt her reasoning was impeccable.

And so, his devious plan having succeeded, Ling Changqing wrapped an arm around the smooth, firm waists of both Meng Feiyu and Tang Qiu Yao and rushed into the inner boudoir like a gust of wind.

Behind him, the bashful, jade-faced Qin Yun and Ling Bingyun also followed, then came Ling Yulu and Ling Zhiqing, Ling Yuzhu and Ling Xueyu, and finally, Xue Qingtan and Ling Qiyue.

Inside the fragrant boudoir, red candles burned brightly, and embroidered silk curtains hung low.

Meng Feiyu was the first to be pushed down onto the wide, embroidered couch. After a few feverish caresses, Ling Changqing lifted the hem of her loose, magnificent robes, revealing a pair of astonishingly long, snow-white legs and, at their end, that magnificently curved posterior.

Her panties, trimmed with a black floral pattern, were clearly visible. They were transparent and fastened with an exquisite knotted clasp, both fiery and bold. This created a stark contrast to the dignified and proper palace robe she wore, perfectly embodying a 'pure yet seductive' aesthetic.

Catching sight of Ling Changqing's scorching gaze, Meng Feiyu was overcome with shyness and buried her head between the embroidered mandarin duck pillows like an ostrich. 𝒇𝒓𝒆𝒆𝙬𝒆𝒃𝓷𝒐𝓿𝙚𝙡.𝒄𝓸𝒎

Ling Changqing patted her enormous posterior. Resigned, Meng Feiyu bent her long legs, arching her back like a stretching cat, and moaned in a sultry voice,

"You rascal, you'd better be quick about it. The others are still waiting..."