Fairy, help me cultivate.

To gain leverage, she wrapped her beautiful legs tightly around Chen Yao's waist in the water, her hips slapping against the waves as she bounced wildly.

Chen Yao couldn't bear to waste the juices she had forced out for him, so he indulged in sucking on the smooth, fragrant mounds of flesh.

The two of them then spent the entire night in the water, making love passionately.

The next morning.

Chen Yao woke up in the hot spring and found that Ling Ning had left his embrace.

"Are you tired?" Ling Ning's voice rang out from the dressing table not far away.

Chen Yao stepped out of the water and patted his belly: "I drank a bellyful of your juice, and now I feel full of energy."

As he spoke, he embraced Ling Ning's beautiful back as she was putting on her makeup, lifted her plump buttocks which were piled on the stool, lifted her skirt, and his erect penis groped along the seam before sliding in.

Ling Ning's breathing quickened, and she turned around, frowning, "This is never going to end! Just pull it out already!"

Chen Yao smiled and kissed her lips, which had just been painted with rouge.

In his memory, Ling Ning seemed to have never worn rouge.

Chen Yao loved the sweet scent of roses on her lips, savoring it and sharing it with the tip of her tongue.

As Chen Yao's thrusting intensified, Ling Ning's breathing grew heavier. Her hands, which had been pulling at him, were now pressed against the dressing table, and she raised her plump buttocks, which were swollen and swollen from being thrust into, to make it easier for him to enter.

"You always talk back to your teacher! No, don't pull on my clothes. This garment has complicated buttoning, and it will take a lot of time to fix it. Can't you just leave it like this?"

Ignoring her, Chen Yao opened his shirt, releasing the long-awaited reunion of affection.

He defied his beautiful female master, who was dressing up for him, and watched her round, trembling body tremble in the dressing mirror, her skin turning red and flowing at his fingertips.

There was a strange sense of satisfaction.

In no time, Ling Ning's clothes were almost completely removed.

One of her beautiful legs was also lifted up by Chen Yao and placed on the dressing table, its opening wide open, waiting for her disciple's rampage.

The ground below was covered in puddles and white grime.

Ling Ning turned around and stuck out her tongue for a kiss. Chen Yao opened his mouth, and their tongues intertwined in the air. Finally, their lips met and they kissed passionately.

Chen Yao thrust hundreds of times, filling Ling Ning's pot to the brim.

He retreated, panting, and Ling Ning sat softly on the stool covered in water, making a loud "splat" sound.

Chen Yao put his arm around her and tidied her hair.

"If you keep this up, I'm leaving," Ling Ning said breathlessly. "Doing... things we love with you is just a waste of the morning light. Do you want your master to die at the hands of the Demon Lord?"

Chen Yao kissed her, but didn't answer.

Ling Ning hummed a few times, her eyes burning with desire again, but she gently pushed Chen Yao away: "My words were a bit harsh, Yao'er, don't take them to heart. Actually, what we do is also a form of cultivation..."

"Want more?" Chen Yao held her round, trembling breasts and licked them.

Ling Ning, panting, shook her head: "No, even the best techniques will lose their effectiveness if used too frequently. Your essence is precious and should be cherished."

She gently cupped Chen Yao's face and looked into his eyes: "I have an idea that I'd like to discuss with you."

"what idea?"

Chen Yao noticed Ling Ning's serious expression, so he released her breasts, straightened their clothes, and sat down opposite her.

It was clear that Ling Ning was very satisfied with his behavior.

She smiled and pointed to the gourd at his waist: "Let's talk alone."

Chen Yao incorporated the jade gourd into his mustard seed space.

The ability to contain Mount Sumeru within a mustard seed is a top-tier spatial supernatural power. It can create space out of thin air and distort space, covering thousands of miles in an instant.

“I was thinking, could we ask Jiu Luo to come out and help?” Ling Ning said.

Chen Yao thought for a moment and said, "I think she followed me in the first place to keep Yun Jiang in check. Although she has always been unwilling to get involved, I don't really believe that she would just ignore the chaos in the South China Sea. So, Master, you don't need to worry that she will just stand by and do nothing."

Ling Ning shook her head: "That's not what I meant. I wanted Jiu Luo to come out and help you."

"help me?"

Ling Ning gently stroked Chen Yao's cheek: "Do you know that after learning the supernatural power of 'Mustard Seed Contains Mount Sumeru,' you are the only person in the righteous path who has the potential to suppress the demonic sect?"

"Surely it's not that difficult! This thing isn't that hard!"

"That's because you're strong enough. Otherwise, why hasn't anyone been able to get their hands on it all these years? Even after drinking the essence of the spiritual spring, no one has been able to truly refine such a divine power."

"How else can Jiu Luo help me?"

Ling Ning smiled and said, "Let her come out to help you cultivate. Your current level is probably still a bit insufficient to face Yun Jiang."

Chen Yao had little confidence in persuading Jiu Luo to come out and help him.

"Why don't you go in and talk to her first?"

Seeing the hopeful look in Ling Ning's eyes, Chen Yao had no choice but to nod: "Then I'll give it a try? I hope she doesn't kick me out."

Ling Ning chuckled: "Silly Yao'er! You've already mastered the art of containing everything within a small space. In a spatial magic treasure, you are the master. No matter how high Jiu Luo's cultivation level is, she can't gain any advantage in front of you."

"Really?" Chen Yao hadn't expected the supernatural power of "a mustard seed containing Mount Sumeru" to be so formidable.

Chapter 301 The Cave Heaven and the Water Chestnut Gathering Boat

Upon entering the Yuanhu Cave Heaven, Chen Yao was somewhat unfamiliar with his surroundings.

It must be said that Jiu Luo's aesthetic sense is truly extraordinary.

Looking out, one sees mountains scattered about, each step revealing a different view, with flowers blooming like cinnabar and silk threads hanging like emeralds.

A gentle breeze blows, and the water is as blue as the sky.

However, there was no one there.

"Fairy?"

Chen Yao called out loudly, and the mountains carried his voice far and wide.

There was no response.

Chen Yao had no choice but to go find it himself.

In a pavilion in the middle of a lake, he found Lingzhou, a girl who was being trained by Jiuluo.

After some time apart, Lingzhou's demeanor had changed drastically.

She wore a light blue gauze dress, her hair was simply tied up in a Taoist bun, and her pretty face was without makeup, making her look much more aloof than before.

She leaned lazily against the pavilion pillar, her two smooth legs dangling from beneath her skirt, which resembled a misty blue fog, her pale feet gently splashing the water's surface.

Together with the misty pavilion and the distant mountains and blue sky, it forms a stunningly beautiful scene.

The aloof young woman frowned slightly, as if she were filled with sorrow.

She sighed softly and lazily turned over.

The simple gauze dress draped over her body fell over the front, revealing a glimpse of her fair skin beneath her strapless bodice, shimmering with light.

Chen Yao walked across the water and stepped onto the pavilion in the middle of the lake.

Lingzhou's fair ears twitched, and her beautiful, slightly unfocused eyes looked over. When she saw Chen Yao, her eyes reflected his figure.

"Senior brother, you've arrived!"

Lingzhou gracefully stood up, her bare feet touching the white jade ground, bringing a fragrant breeze as she approached Chen Yao, her beauty unparalleled.

Chen Yao had never heard her call him "senior brother" before; this title seemed a bit too intimate.

But Lingzhou didn't seem to have this concern. She took his arm with her delicate hand and said, "Immortal Venerable Jiuluo hasn't appeared for a long time. The scenery here is beautiful, but without anyone to accompany you, you'll get tired of it after a while. Senior brother, I miss you so much."

The woman lowered her voice as she spoke the next sentence, her ears turning red.

Chen Yao's heart skipped a beat: "What merit do I possess?"

Lingzhou shook her head: "You saved me from dire straits, guided me onto the right path, and gave me the opportunity to follow the Immortal Venerable to comprehend the Great Dao. Moreover, I had long harbored feelings for you back in the sect."

Perhaps because she lived a secluded life cultivating in the grotto, the girl's words were passionate and bold.

Her grip on Chen Yao's arm tightened.

“During this period of seclusion, my spiritual cultivation has increased day by day, and my feelings for you…” Her face flushed slightly as she glanced at Chen Yao and lowered her head, “my admiration for you has also grown day by day.”

Chen Yao didn't know how to answer, so he let her hold his hand and sat with her in the pavilion to enjoy the scenery.

I never expected that I would be so lucky to have a romantic encounter even though I did nothing.

Where is Fairy Jiulu?

He asked about serious matters.

Lingzhou gazed at the scenery of the calm lake and mountains: "The immortal venerable one is like a dragon whose head is seen but not its tail. He is in this heaven, but his whereabouts are unknown due to the deep clouds."

"So, she must have known I was here?"

Lingzhou shook her head: "She'll know if she wants to, and she won't know if she doesn't want to."

"But I need to see her. Could I ask her to come out and meet me?"

Lingzhou looked up into Chen Yao's eyes, and suddenly a smile appeared on her lips: "So, Senior Brother has a favor to ask of me?"

Chen Yao nodded.

Lingzhou stood up, hands on her hips, her cool demeanor regaining a touch of girlish charm: "Then you need to show some sincerity."

Chen Yao never expected to encounter such a situation in his own sanctuary, where even the King of Hell was easier to deal with than his underlings. Helplessly, he asked, "Then what kind of sincerity do you want?"

Lingzhou sat down close to Chen Yao, took his hand, and intertwined their fingers.

The girl's soft, delicate skin clung to his thigh through the thin blue gauze, creating an unusually tender sensation.

"First question, do you like me?"

Chen Yao looked at her and said, "A man who doesn't like beautiful girls is probably not a real man."

Lingzhou pouted: "Cunning."

Her eyes darted around: "What kind of woman do you like? Someone like Senior Sister Yun Li? Someone like Senior Sister Jiang Bailian? What do I have to do to become like them?"

"Everyone has their own kind of beauty, and there's no need to imitate others. You're perfect just the way you are."