Fairy, help me cultivate.

A wooden fish, as large as a small mountain, crashed down, causing the earth to tremble violently.

The earthen wall crumbled and broke apart.

Hui Ding's face turned pale; he was at a loss for what to do.

Chen Yao's sword light transformed into water, deflecting the wooden fish and then returning it to the monk's hand.

"Thank you!" Hui Ding hid behind Chen Yao, still shaken.

Chen Yao squinted at the big monk: "This should be the first hurdle. How do we get through it?"

Hui Ding shook his head.

"Didn't you do your homework?" Chen Yao realized that this guy was really reckless.

Hui Ding shook his head: "Let's beat him up."

"You're coming?"

Chen Yao turned to the side, revealing her.

Hui Ding quickly hid under his wing: "You do it."

"Is this what you call a sincere heart?"

"I rely on your heart, truly and sincerely!"

"..." Chen Yao was speechless, and drove the Sword River towards the great monk.

The senior monk took the wooden fish.

The wooden fish cracked and scattered.

The senior monk clasped his hands together and slashed at the Sword River.

Both palms shattered.

The monk's belly suddenly swelled and protruded, but it still couldn't stop the surging river.

He was disemboweled.

"This is how you should transform it..."

The head monk rolled his eyes, collapsed, and smashed the mountain wall behind him.

The gap in the mountain wall is a doorway leading to the path below.

Chapter 298 Hui Ding Still Needs

Chen Yao led Hui Ding deep into the abyss, and after that, they encountered no further obstacles.

"He looks so intimidating, but he's just a little golden monk?"

Chen Yao arrived at the place with the most abundant spiritual energy in the entire abyss, where a pool of water emitting faint light was beneath his feet.

Hui Ding curled her lip: "You think everyone is as good as you... If it were me, I definitely couldn't beat that big monk..."

Chen Yao nodded, looking at the pool of water at his feet: "So, what's the next step?"

Hui Ding took out a small yellow gourd from his sleeve, tossed it into the wind, and the gourd spun around before sinking into the pool with a "plop".

A ripple spread across the pool, a bubble rose, and the little gourd emerged from the water, landing in Hui Ding's fair little hand.

It looks heavy.

"Is it really that simple?" Chen Yao looked at the small gourd with suspicion.

Hui Ding smiled and said, "This is the ancestral gourd taken from the Nine-Turn Immortal Vine of the Mingyang Sect. It was planted by the true immortal who opened up the South China Sea. Don't underestimate it!"

She happily cupped the gourd in her two large sleeves, closed one eye, and peered into the mouth of the gourd: "It can collect all the finest spiritual objects in the world, so it must be the essence inside."

"Shall we go?" Chen Yao glanced at her.

Hui Ding shook his head: "It's best to consume this essence here. Let's take advantage of the beautiful weather and refine it as soon as possible. Perhaps with good luck, we can really learn the supernatural power of 'Mustard Seed and Mount Sumeru'?"

She handed the small gourd to Chen Yao: "Here, have a drink."

Chen Yao took the gourd, drank most of it in one gulp, and then tossed the gourd to Hui Ding.

This essence is nothing special, except that it is a bit thicker than ordinary water, perhaps because it is rich in spiritual energy.

Hui Ding carefully took the gourd, as if it were a priceless treasure, and looked around hesitantly.

"What's wrong with you? Do you have to check the feng shui just to drink water?"

Chen Yao was amused by her actions.

Hui Ding nodded seriously: "Of course we have to see it. We need to find a good place where the five elements are mutually reinforcing to aid in the refining process!"

She pointed to a stone platform: "That's a good spot."

With that, she took Chen Yao's hand and flew up.

A gentle breeze carries the fragrance of flowers and the songs of birds. From here, you can basically overlook the entire valley floor; the scenery is truly beautiful.

Chen Yao sat down under a sunny pine tree, preparing to refine the essence, when he suddenly felt a little dizzy and lightheaded, and his heart seemed to be beating faster.

This essence looks like it's been intoxicated.

Thinking it over, he quickly circulated his spiritual energy to cleanse his meridians, trying to get rid of the drunkenness.

However, to his surprise, this was completely useless with his current Nascent Soul cultivation level.

He felt his face burning.

Beside him, Hui Ding slowly sat down cross-legged and happily picked up the gourd to taste it.

She drank slowly, but she got tipsy faster than Chen Yao. By the time she finished half the gourd of essence, she had already slumped onto Chen Yao's shoulder.

Hui Ding's clothes were the loose uniform of the Mingyang Sect, but now that they were pressed against Chen Yao's body, he could feel her varying degrees of plumpness and slenderness, and her smooth, soft skin.

"Hey."

Chen Yao gently nudged Hui Ding's shoulder. Hui Ding, looking confused, leaned closer, his lips almost touching Chen Yao's chin. "What... I, I'm a little confused? You bad guy, you injected something weird into my body, but I feel so strange."

She gently pinched Chen Yao's cheek with her slender hand: "You're so handsome... When you were trampling me underfoot, I wanted to turn the tables, tie you up in the bedroom, and kiss you hard... Hehe..."

As she spoke, Hui Ding actually pouted her pink lips and loudly kissed Chen Yao's face.

Chen Yao was now quite drunk and easily aroused, so he didn't hesitate and immediately grabbed her haphazardly sucking mouth, kissing her fiercely.

"Hmm~"

The two began a deep, passionate kiss under the pine tree.

Their drunkenness spread like wildfire, burning away their clothes.

Hui Ding leaned against Chen Yao, then twisted her waist to hug him, kissing him until they were both breathless, and then she had already snuggled into Chen Yao's arms.

Chen Yao's erect penis pressed hard against the outside of her soft thigh, while her round, soft buttocks were piled between Chen Yao's legs as she sat cross-legged.

Their lips parted, their eyes met in a drunken gaze, and their passion was boundless.

"I want more."

Hui Ding straddled Chen Yao's lap with her long legs and launched another long kiss attack with a rooted momentum.

Chen Yao's mouth was passive, being sucked by Hui Ding's smooth little kisses, but his hands took the initiative, forcefully prying at the soft flesh on his knees, pinching and kneading the oily little folds, while his other hand pinched and grabbed her not-so-small breasts, pulling them long.

Hui Ding groaned and twisted her body, it was unclear whether she was trying to avoid him or to move closer.

As she twisted and turned, her valley pressed against the ridge of her breast, licking and kissing it wetly and stickily.

Chen Yao was even more intoxicated. He sucked hard on the nimble, scrambling tongue in his mouth, and with a thrust of his waist, he broke in.

Bright red blossoms.

Hui Ding opened his eyes wide. Chen Yao's delicate tongue, which was sucking on the flower nectar, remained stiff and motionless, allowing him to taste it.

He kept sucking until his little tongue regained its agility, and Hui Ding's eyes became dazed again.

Chen Yao lunged forward, pinning the delicate body beneath him. Her breasts spread out, trembling as he thrust wildly into her.

Hui Ding's muffled groans escaped more and more from between their tightly intertwined lips and tongues. She wrapped her arms around Chen Yao's waist, her delicate feet raised in the air tense.

The sound of the waves crashing grew louder and louder.

The two parted their lips, panting, and Hui Ding's uncontrollable moans echoed throughout the valley. She frantically responded, demanding that Chen Yao go faster and faster.

Chen Yao felt as if he had wound up a toy, sensing that the kettle had turned into a lump of sticky water.

Hui Ding suddenly wrapped her arms around his neck and kissed him again. Their cheeks sank into each other's, and the flowing water below had already soaked the place where their skin touched.

Chen Yao turned around, lay on the ground, cupped Hui Ding's wet buttocks, made her lie on top of him, and put the breastplate on her.

He felt Hui Ding's small mouth and the pot sucking tightly at the same time, her watery buttocks tumbling and stroking against his thighs, splashing up a lot of water with a "splash" and "splash".

In his dantian, a golden seed condensed from spiritual energy.

A mustard seed capable of containing Mount Sumeru.

Chen Yao's tongue was pulled out by Hui Ding's soft little mouth, and it was sucked and stroked in rhythm with her flying buttocks. He had never met such a wild girl before, and he felt that this dual cultivation was extremely enjoyable.

He patted his wet buttocks, indicating that he wanted to change positions.

Hui Ding was reluctant to let go of his tongue, so she kissed him while pulling up the muddy pot cavity.

Chen Yao withdrew her tongue, and Hui Ding reluctantly let out a "humph".

"You climb up the tree, I'll come from behind."

Chen Yao hugged her, turned her around, patted her breasts a few times, and then pushed her up onto the tree.

The crooked pine trees, in harmony with the groans beneath them, began to rhythmically rustle strangely.

Having tasted the sweetness, Hui Ding, with his extraordinary talent, raised one leg and draped it over Chen Yao's shoulder like a male dog, thoroughly enjoying Chen Yao's intrusion.

Chapter 299 The Hot Spring Water Smooths and Cleanses the Skin

Chen Yao kissed Hui Ding's slender, pink feet and wiped the water off her body.

"Why are you so amazing..." Hui Ding lay softly on the spread-out clothes, her eyes narrowed like a cat's.

"You're amazing too. You tried so many positions on your first time and held them for so long before rolling your eyes."