The Journey of Immortal Cultivation-Chapter 452 -s 264-265: Accelerating the Elixir Formation_4

It is now the end of 9 p.m. Due to the ceremony taking place tomorrow morning, most cultivators have returned to their residences for rest and meditation in preparation for the next day. Her absence from the building at this moment is indeed strange.

Ning Xiaoxian opened her blurry eyes, and it took her a long while to fully digest the information in Tu Jin’s words.

Those women. Did they come knocking because of Quan Shifang?

She is currently lying in Changtian’s arms, feeling so comfortable that she doesn’t even want to move her little finger, why would those women bother her? Perhaps the expression in her eyes was too conspicuous, Changtian gripped her chin and delivered a kiss that was not gentle but was definitely lingering. By the time he released her, she couldn’t help but want to take deep breaths.

"You can ignore them," he whispered to her, "How do you feel now?"

Ning Xiaoxian side-eyed him: "I was already dizzy, and after your kiss, I feel even dizzier." Her head was still a bit swollen, probably a side effect of overusing her Divine Soul, but her body was no longer hindered, her inner core full of Divine Power.

With her clear black and white eyes shyly enticing him like that, there must be a price to pay. That’s what Changtian thought as he embraced her tiny waist and placed the beauty in his arms onto the Black Stone Couch, leaning over her while not forgetting to throw the watching Qiongqi into the small garden.

"Stop!"

Ning Xiaoxian suddenly acted, pushing hard against his broad chest with her Divine Power. Caught off guard, Changtian was pushed backward, bending at the upper body.

She was overjoyed, sitting up from the Black Stone Couch in a roll, her figure flickered, and she was already outside the Demon Transformation Spring. Her diligent practice every day had finally paid off – when it comes to escaping, she was excellent.

Finally... safe. She trembled as she barely held her torn clothes together, only then turning to look at Changtian.

He was still sitting on the Black Stone Couch staring at her, his black hair somewhat disheveled, and veins popping out of his forehead, clearly very angry about her midway escape. Those eyes were flickering with gold flames, clearly telling her that Changtian still yearned for her.

She couldn’t help but feel regret. Lucky for her clarity in time, otherwise her nearly twenty years of nurtured "little pig" would have been completely devoured by him. Alas, why did she provoke him normally? This guy is obviously so terrifying, how could she have thought he was a reserved gentleman who would not truly make a move on her?

"You... I..." She could only utter two words before her voice failed her, swallowing before she could continue, "You’re really hateful!" Turning around, she hurried to the Transmission Array. Until she disappeared from this floor, she could feel the burning gaze on her back, nearly igniting her spine.

Using the few pieces of torn clothes to barely cover herself, her delicate body partly hidden and partly visible, became even more arousing. Changtian exerted all his strength to restrain himself from calling her back.

She went to the Fifth Floor, while he leaned heavily back, resting against the cold stone column, covering his face with his hand, murmuring: "Truly... damn it!" Just thinking that others pursued her triggered his possessiveness.

Ning Xiaoxian returned to the small wooden house on the Fifth Floor, her hands trembling as she fetched water. She stuck the Fiery Fire Talisman on the large wooden barrel, heating the spring water before she took off her tattered clothes and slowly slipped into the barrel.

"Changtian, no peeking!" What she intended as a commanding shout turned out to be half pleading, half coquettish.

He did not respond, and it was quiet all around.

She also submerged her head under water, curling her entire body within. The gentle ripples reminded her of his touches, his kisses, his gaze, so fervent it seemed even hotter than the boiling temperature of the spring water. Perhaps she shouldn’t have abruptly stopped their intimate moments earlier, she had a premonition that extreme pleasure awaited her. 𝒻𝘳ℯℯ𝑤ℯ𝒷𝘯ℴ𝓋ℯ𝘭.𝑐ℴ𝑚

But she was terribly afraid at heart, uncertain whether her actions were right or wrong. Every time she saw him enduring hard, she felt pity, yet letting him have his way also filled her with great unease.

What should she do? Her mind was a mess.

Maybe after 15 minutes, Ning Xiaoxian sighed in frustration, stood up from the barrel, dried off her body and hair, and put on a new set of clothes. Let’s just take one step at a time, in front of him, she can never really refuse.

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