Many children, many blessings: Stealing the offspring of powerful figures to cultivate immortality.

Jiang Yining opened her lips, but did not actually kiss him. Instead, she tilted her head slightly and gently kissed his Adam's apple.

On a man's vulnerable vital point, it's like a spark falling into a thousand-year-old, barren grassland.

Ji Lingxiao shuddered, the veins on the back of his hand on her waist bulging, and he used almost all his strength to restrain himself from pressing her down any tighter.

"presumptuous……"

His voice was terribly hoarse, with a trembling quality at the end.

Those icy blue eyes, which usually saw through the vanities of the world, were now dark and deep, tainted by worldly desires, with a faint red tinge at the corners.

The stone house was dimly lit, with only a thin barrier shimmering with an ambiguous glow, isolating it from the outside world and creating another realm.

"Is the adult afraid?"

Jiang Yining chuckled softly, her fingers restless, sliding down his slender neck.

Her fingertips traced the sharp lines of his collarbone as she listened intently to his heartbeat.

"The adult seems very nervous...their heart is pounding!"

"Listen, your good apprentice is still calling you from outside."

She leaned close to his ear, her voice barely audible, each word like a tiny hook.

"If she knew that her peerless master was currently being..."

Ji Lingxiao's thick, dark eyebrows furrowed, and cold sweat trickled down his temples, dripping onto Jiang Yining's hand, burning hot.

Reason told him he should immediately push away this reckless woman.

But the body seemed to have betrayed the soul.

That faint, all-pervasive fragrance seeped into his nostrils, more potent than the most potent aphrodisiac in the world.

"Calm your mind."

He gritted his teeth and forcibly circulated the Supreme Forgetfulness Heart Sutra within his body.

Ice-blue spiritual energy surged from her palm, flowing into her body to suppress the restless demonic energy.

However, this spiritual power, which should have been cold and fierce, changed its nature the moment it came into contact with her.

The spiritual energy flowed along the meridians, no longer simply healing.

"Well……"

Jiang Yining couldn't help but let out a sound.

Ji Lingxiao's fingers unconsciously dug into the soft flesh of her waist.

Even through her clothes, he could clearly feel the smoothness and warmth of her skin, and the undulating curves.

The feel was better than the hilt of the sword he had held for a thousand years…

"Don't make a sound..."

Ji Lingxiao lowered his head, pressing his forehead against hers, trying to convey a warning in this way, but instead it brought them closer together.

Their noses touched, their breaths mingled, and it was impossible to tell whose was hotter or whose was more disordered.

Lin Qingxue's voice came from outside the door again, tinged with anxiety: "Master! If you don't come out soon, I'm going to break in!"

The sound acted as a catalyst, pushing the tense atmosphere inside the stone house to its extreme.

Jiang Yining not only did not restrain herself, but became even more outrageous.

"Then let her in..."

At this moment, she deliberately softened her voice, with a hint of provocation.

"Let her see just how hot her master is right now."

Ji Lingxiao's Adam's apple bobbed: "You asked for this."

Jiang Yining smiled and gave him a push.

"Do you dare?"

As soon as these words were spoken, an icy blue light exploded in the small space, illuminating the two figures in a dreamlike manner.

Ji Lingxiao stared at the woman's blushing face, the icy coldness in his eyes melting away.

He wanted to destroy the woman who always stirred his emotions.

He wanted to... crush her in his arms.

Half an hour later, Jiang Yining angrily grabbed Ji Lingxiao's ear.

"If this drags on any longer, what will become of your image as a Sword Master?!"

Ji Lingxiao pursed his lips and remained silent, focused...

Jiang Yining got angry. She didn't care who he was, some kind of Sword Master or big shot, she just pulled his hair.

"Ji Lingxiao, get out of here... Go back to your Sword Sect!"

"Hmm!"

The demonic energy within his body suddenly erupted.

Jiang Yining groaned, her face contorted in pain.

That wasn't an act; it really hurt.

The allure in Ji Lingxiao's eyes vanished instantly.

"Making a ruckus".

Ji Lingxiao cursed under his breath. He unleashed his primordial spiritual energy, the power of a Nascent Soul cultivator, without reservation.

An icy blue light filled the entire stone house.

The tyrannical demonic energy finally had to bow its head and obediently retreat into the corner of its dantian.

The sacred tree was nourished, and it joyfully stretched out its branches and leaves, giving back a large number of green light spots.

Jiang Yining felt a lightness all over her body, and the cramping pain receded like a tide.

Before she could even catch her breath.

"puff--"

A mouthful of blood sprayed directly onto the front of her clothes.

Ji Lingxiao, who had been so domineering and powerful, suddenly swayed and turned ashen-faced.

To suppress that demonic energy, he not only exhausted his remaining spiritual power but also used his primordial blood essence.

"Lingxiao!"

Jiang Yining was startled.

She wanted to use him and see him make a fool of himself, but she didn't want him to die.

Was that person just... fighting desperately?

Ji Lingxiao leaned against the stone wall, his chest heaving violently, blood trickling from the corner of his mouth. His phoenix eyes were somewhat unfocused, yet he still forced himself to look at her.

"It's alright now..."

He raised his hand, wanting to wipe away the blood from Jiang Yining's mouth, but his hand fell heavily to his sides.

"I'll be fine after a rest."

After saying this, the Sword Master, who once dominated the cultivation world, suddenly tilted his head to the side and fainted.

Jiang Yining looked at the man lying on her lap.

A feeling I couldn't quite describe suddenly welled up inside me.

Guilt?

There's probably a tiny bit of that.

It's only about the size of a fingernail.

After all, this person had indeed risked his life to save her.

"At least you have some conscience."

Jiang Yining muttered something.

She reached out and checked Ji Lingxiao's pulse; it was a tangled mess.

With old wounds not yet healed, this is just an empty shell at the end of its rope.

"This is troublesome. How can I possibly treat a big shot like you?"

Jiang Yining sighed.

【You can use my elixir.】

Jiang Yining asked in confusion: "Your spiritual elixir? Where is it?"

Jiang Yining's face turned bright red as she communicated with the little wooden doll.

【this……】

After hesitating for a while, Jiang Yining thought it over and decided that she couldn't possibly damage the Sword Master.

"You got off easy."

Jiang Yining... brought her mouth close to Ji Lingxiao's.

Open your mouth.

The unconscious man had a furrowed brow and clenched teeth.

Jiang Yining tried several times but couldn't get the food in, and almost spilled it.

Jiang Yining lost her patience and reached out to pinch Ji Lingxiao's beautifully shaped lips, shaping them into a fish mouth.

We'll just barge in without any hesitation.

After a while, Ji Lingxiao's pale face gradually regained its rosy color.

"You little shrew, I've been treating you better than all the others."

Jiang Yining poked Ji Lingxiao's cheek; it felt nice.

"Put it in the tab, and you'll have to pay me back double later."

Outside the stone house, Lin Qingxue finally reached her limit.

"Master!"

Lin Qingxue shouted loudly and raised her hand to push the door open.

"Disciple Lin Qingxue has important news to report!"

"Squeak—"

The stone gate slowly opened.

Jiang Yining straightened her slightly disheveled clothes, leaned against the door, and looked at the group of self-important sword cultivators outside with a half-smile.

"What are you shouting for?"

Jiang Yining raised a finger and placed it against her lips.

"Shh-"

"Your master is exhausted and just fell asleep."

"Young man, you don't know any better."

Jiang Yining glanced at Lin Qingxue's face, which was twisted with jealousy, and slowly added insult to injury.

"Men need rest after doing physical labor, you know?"