After I stopped trying, a rich woman trained me into a demon emperor.

Amidst the rich aura of Yi wood, a small mushroom with golden patterns and a touch of tender green is taking root beside the spiritual spring.

Bai Xuan.

Although he burned his thousand years of spiritual intelligence to save Zhou Ran.

But now that it has absorbed the energy of the green wood, golden patterns have reappeared on its cap.

Even as Zhou Ran approached, it swayed slightly, conveying a faint sense of filial piety.

Zhou Ran carefully dug up the small mushroom by the roots and placed it into a specially made jade box.

"Follow me, and I'll use the bones of the Ten Kings of Hell as fertilizer for you."

After doing all this, Zhou Ran took out the Yin Gathering Banner.

On the originally pure black banner, several dark red lines have appeared at some point.

The patterns twisted and spread, and upon closer inspection, they turned out to be clusters of spider lilies in bud.

It was exactly the same as the pattern on the last page of the "Yin Yang Record".

But Zhou Ran had no time to think about it.

Li Zhiyao's soul was completely stabilized, but she fell into a deep slumber.

The aura of the underworld is reviving within her.

"Walk."

Zhou Ran put away the Yin-Gathering Banner and led the group down the mountain.

Two hours later.

10,000 meters above the ground.

The air conditioning was blasting inside the luxurious private jet cabin.

Zhou Ran leaned back on the sofa, her eyes slightly closed, enjoying the rare tranquility.

A pair of soft, boneless hands were gently kneading his calves.

Xiao Rou, the once high and mighty saintess of the Black Witch Village in Southern Xinjiang, has now shed all her sinister malice and arrogance.

However, despite recovering from her serious illness, her complexion was still somewhat pale.

She was wearing a very short maid outfit, her long, white legs kneeling on the carpet.

Red marks had already appeared on her fair knees, but she didn't care at all.

She gently pounded Zhou Ran's legs.

However, there was no humiliation in her eyes, only infatuation and submission.

Not far away, Fatty Wang, holding a water glass, watched this scene and swallowed hard.

Miao Yingying turned her head away awkwardly, feeling a chill run down her spine.

A holy maiden of a certain sect was tamed into a dog that wags its tail and begs for mercy.

The Su sisters had become indifferent to all of this.

At that time in Laoshan...

This woman almost killed the two sisters in her attempt to get Zhou Ran's attention!

Zhou Ran closed his eyes, looking completely relaxed.

"Didn't you eat?"

"Master, Xiaorou will use her strength."

Xiao Rou blushed and obediently increased the pressure on her hands.

They even gently rubbed their warm cheeks against each other.

......

The plane landed smoothly at Jiangcheng Airport.

The hatch opened, and a wave of heat hit us.

There were no unauthorized persons on the tarmac.

A long line of Maybachs stretched out, their engines humming deep and resonant throughout the Jiangcheng private airport.

Hundreds of bodyguards in black bent over, creating a surging wave of air.

"Welcome, boss!"

Chen Ya stepped onto the gangway in high heels, her red dress as fiery as fire.

She stared at Xiao Rou at Zhou Ran's feet, raised her eyebrows slightly, and then threw herself into Zhou Ran's arms.

She hooked her arm around his neck, her fiery red lips breathing softly into his ear.

"You're finally back."

Chen Ya's voice was alluring, but her eyes held a murderous intent as sharp as a knife.

"A few stray dogs from Beijing and overseas have come to steal food from our Jiangcheng while you're away."

"We'll talk about it when we get home."

Let me first examine whether you have been diligently cultivating yourselves these past few days.

Zhou Ran put his arms around Lin Qingxue and Xiao Hongli's waists and grinned mischievously.

The Xiao family villa.

Outside the floor-to-ceiling windows, the night sky over Jiangcheng was as dark as ink.

After a night of passion.

Zhou Ran stood naked by the window, holding a glass of red wine, looking down at the city that lay prostrate at his feet.

The dark gold scales on the body of the Primordial Overlord had faded, but left behind lines that made one's blood boil.

Chen Ya, Lin Qingxue, and Xiao Hongli lay listlessly on the large bed.

The air was thick and humid with an ambiguous feeling.

"This time, I almost died."

Zhou Ran took a sip of wine, her tone flat, as if she were talking about someone else's business.

"The old dragon beneath the Yangtze River harbors four thousand years of resentment."

And those scum on the Susanoo submarine.

He turned around and his gaze fell on Lin Qingxue's face.

"When the core of the formation broke open, the water pressure directly crushed half of my internal organs."

If it weren't for the fact that these people all had their own ulterior motives, my grave would be overgrown with weeds by now.

Lin Qingxue's previously calm face turned deathly pale in an instant.

She rushed over suddenly, her hands trembling as she touched Zhou Ran's chest.

Tears welled up in her eyes, and she bit her lip tightly, but dared not utter a sound.

That lingering fear, that terror, left her completely frozen.

"I'm not dead, why are you crying?"

Zhou Ran put down his wine glass, grabbed Lin Qingxue's chin with one hand, and forced her to look up.

"In this chaotic world, tears are the most useless thing."

He pulled hard, and Lin Qingxue crashed directly into his arms.

His rough fingertips brushed across her neck, leaving a red mark.

Lin Qingxue obediently leaned on his shoulder, her body trembling slightly.

Chen Ya watched from the side, her eyes gleaming.

She stepped forward, reached out and placed her hand on Zhou Ran's back, feeling the burning heat of his skin.

"Now that we're back, we'll settle these scores one by one."

"In the past three days, several powerful families in Jiangcheng have been making a lot of noise, and some have even tried to take over our dock."

Chen Ya's voice was filled with murderous intent as her hand traced down Zhou Ran's spine.

"However, I have already cleared their ledgers."

"Tomorrow, I'll show them what bankruptcy really is."

Zhou Ran felt the touch on his back and let out a cold laugh.

He turned around, pushed Lin Qingxue to Xiao Hongli, and sat down on the sofa himself.

"Your cultivation level is too weak."

Zhou Ran stared at the three women in front of him, his eyes scrutinizing them.

He can wear three suits without any problem at all now!

"Chen Ya, you have awakened your Wood affinity."

Lin Qingxue, you possess the Dharma Eye of Nirvana.

Hongli, you wield the Banner of Gathering Yin.

"But to me, these are just children playing house."

Zhou Ran sat down in the center of the sofa, his imposing presence like a mountain collapsing.

"come over.

Tonight, I will teach you what true cultivation of immortality is.

His palm rested on Xiao Hongli's shoulder, and the power of his Taihuang Overlord Body was directly poured into her.

"Now, let's begin the lesson."

Xiao Hongli's cheeks flushed, and she bit her lip, letting the domineering energy surge through her body.

Zhou Ran's actions were completely unreserved.

His hand swept across her collarbone and pressed directly towards her Qihai acupoint.

"Gather your spirit!"

Don't resist!

Suck it in!

Xiao Hongli let out a muffled groan.

But this is not just teaching; it is a brutal baptism.

Chen Ya stood to the side, her eyes instantly flashing with a sense of crisis.

She gritted her teeth as she looked at Xiao Hongli's pained yet pleasurable expression.

She stepped forward, took off her cumbersome long dress, and knelt beside Zhou Ran.

"I want one too."

Zhou Ran glanced at her but did not refuse.

With his other hand, he grabbed Chen Ya's hair and made her tilt her head back.

"Xiao Rou is in the late stage of Foundation Establishment."

As Zhou Ran channeled his qi and blood into Xiao Hongli's body, he coldly addressed Chen Ya.

"My 'dog' is working hard."

If that's all you're capable of, you might as well stay home and be decorative vases.

These words pierced the hearts of the three women like a sharp blade.

The tenderness in Chen Ya's eyes vanished instantly, replaced by extreme madness.