The heart of Lingxu Taoist was like the turbulent Azure Sea, difficult to calm.

He seemed to be amidst fog, completely unaware of the divine being who managed the Mystic Spirit Pavilion.

Yet amidst this, a strong and certain premonition, like a burst of Spiritual Light breaking through the night, suddenly appeared in his heart.

He was convinced that the other party must be a super powerhouse with means transcendent to saint, capable of touching the heavens and earth.

Otherwise, how could there be such an exquisite plaque imbued with endless mystical power hanging proudly above the doorway of the Mystic Spirit Pavilion?

The aura emitted by that plaque was not something ordinary in the world could match, as if it was a divine object from another dimension. Just a glimpse was enough to overturn his understanding of the cultivation world.

Thinking of this, Lingxu Taoist secretly made up his mind to stay.

Although he had already successfully broken through the shackles on the path of cultivation and gloriously joined the ranks of those at the Nascent Soul Stage.

However, his mind was as clear as a mirror, knowing that in front of such a formidable being, his little cultivation was merely a drop in the Azure Sea, as small as an ant.

He knew clearly that staying here was like being close to a lighthouse in the long dark night, perhaps being illuminated by the endless light it emitted every minute and second, thus gaining unforeseen opportunities and fortunes.

This opportunity, for a cultivator, was undoubtedly a rare treasure, hard to find yet transformative enough to change the direction of his entire cultivation journey, even possibly allowing him to reach those legendary and more unfathomable realms of cultivation.

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Meanwhile.

Xu Wendong drove the vehicle like a speeding shadow, flying through the rain and then returned home.

"Sis, I’m back!"

Xu Wendong pushed open the door of the villa and shouted toward Lin Yiren.

"In bad weather, come back earlier next time!" Lin Yiren came out with a face full of warmth.

Upon seeing Lin Yiren, Xu Wendong’s pupils trembled fiercely, his whole person seeming to turn to stone at once.

"Do I look good?" Seeing Xu Wendong’s shocked reaction, a swift blush rose on Lin Yiren’s face.

Her peach blossom face was painted with an exquisitely tailored, cute maid outfit.

The intense visual impact gave Xu Wendong an almost suffocating illusion.

Just on her delicate face, her eyes, akin to deep pools, with rippling waves contained infinite allure and deep emotion, needing only a slight glance to captivate the soul.

Slightly pouting red lips, resembling ripe cherries, tender and lustrous, exuded tempting glow, silently expressing desire and love.

Sliding downward, the heart-shaped neckline of the maid outfit perfectly encircled her swan-like elegant and slender neck, skin smoother than snow, under the gentle caress of the light, emitted a captivating halo, like congealed fat.

Collarbone lines were delicate and graceful, like two exquisite jade chains adorned above her neckline, gently rising and falling with breaths, adding more liveliness and sensuality.

Her ample and firm breasts, like two rounded peaks, were tenderly wrapped by the maid outfit’s tight corset yet stubbornly supported an impressive arc.

The deep and alluring cleavage, seemingly a mysterious canyon, invited endless imagination, seemingly hiding infinite sweetness and tenderness.

The slender waist, barely sufficient for a grasp, seemed to be crafted by nature with the finest touch, soft and nimble.

As she gently twisted her posture, the waist swayed like a willow branch in the wind, graceful and charming, fully displaying feminine gentle beauty and agility, composing a picture of perfect hourglass-shaped physique against the backdrop of full breasts and rounded, perky hips.

Her hips were round and perky, resembling ripe peaches, filled with youthful vitality and elasticity.

The skirt of the maid outfit just covered the top of her hips, its edges gently swaying with her movements, seemingly teasingly stirring one’s gaze, making one unable to resist exploring the secrets beneath the skirt.

And her legs, straight and slender like two jade pillars extended from under the skirt.

The black stockings wrapped around the legs, like a thin veil, tightly fitting against the skin, enhancing the lines of the legs to perfection.

The sheen of the stockings and the gloss of her skin intertwined, flashing alluringly under the light, making the legs appear even more sexy and mysterious.

Her slim ankles, with a delicate little ribbon tied around the wrist, seemed like the finishing touch, adding playfulness and cuteness to her overall appearance.

She stood quietly in the center of the living room, as if a beautifully crafted sculpture, eyes shimmering with lively and fiery glow, gazing at Xu Wendong with a heart full of joy, the shyness on her face becoming more intense.

Xu Wendong came back to his senses in shock, he subconsciously swallowed, revealing a mischievous smile: "Sis really knows me!"

The two came to the dining table, where Lin Yiren served a steaming plate of dumplings she had prepared.

Xu Wendong looked at the delicious dumplings before him but appeared somewhat absent-minded, his gaze involuntarily drifting towards his sister-in-law beside him.

Lin Yiren noticed his gaze, her face turned red, and she chided coyly: "Focus on your dumplings first, stop thinking about nonsense."

Xu Wendong chuckled, finally starting to eat, but his thoughts remained entangled with Lin Yiren.

This was the first time he saw his sister-in-law wearing such clothes, he had been itching inside for a while.

After finishing the dumplings.

Xu Wendong could no longer suppress the impulse within, he impatiently picked up Lin Yiren, quickly heading toward the master bedroom on the second floor.

Lin Yiren let out a soft exclamation, her hands instinctively wrapping around Xu Wendong’s neck.

Xu Wendong felt the warm and tender body in his arms, his eyes filled with fiery desire.

Once inside the room, Xu Wendong gently placed Lin Yiren on the bed, his hands trembling slightly, as if touching the rarest treasure.

He bent down to gaze at Lin Yiren, the deep love and desire in his eyes intertwined.

Lin Yiren slightly tilted her head, her eyes full of love, the tender red lips seemed to silently beckon to Xu Wendong.

Xu Wendong slowly lowered his head, first gently kissing Lin Yiren’s forehead, the tender sensation like a spring breeze caressing.

Then, his lips moved downwards slowly, landing on her velvety soft cheeks, tracing the beautiful contours, gradually approaching the captivating red lips.

When their lips finally touched, it was as if currents ran through their bodies, their breathing turned urgent and vibrant.

Xu Wendong’s hands began to explore Lin Yiren’s body, gently caressing her silk-like smooth neck, feeling the subtle increase in her heartbeat.

Then, his hands slid over her collarbone, along those enchanting lines, arriving at her ample bosom.

Lin Yiren gently twisted her figure, letting out soft moans, this sound acted more like a catalyst, allowing Xu Wendong’s desire to ignite completely.

He continued his exploration, fingers gently sliding over her slender waist, savoring the supple much like a handful.

Then, his hands arrived at her rounded and perky hips, gently kneading, the elastic touch making him lost in intoxication.

And at this moment, Lin Yiren however made a turn, pressing Xu Wendong beneath her, her rosy cheeks akin to a ripened peach, revealing a seductive look: "Today, sis takes the top!"