Crossover: The Grandmaster of Demonic Cultivation, starting with cultivation with the Six Flowers Im

Sanae Tokomori remained silent.

But a light shone in his eyes.

I was incredibly excited and thrilled.

It was like seeing a giant dragon that had spotted treasure.

She couldn't contain her excitement as she spoke.

"Master of Master, Lord Wuji Demon Lord, please teach me, I also want to learn magic."

"No."

Nangong Yehua shook his head indifferently and said.

"How can magic be passed on to just anyone?"

"But we are not just anyone, I am the servant of your servant."

At this time, Sanae Takamori.

She has completely fallen into the trap that Nangong Yehua has woven for her.

They have completely lost their ability to judge for themselves.

He only wanted to learn magic from Nangong Yehua.

So without hesitation, he began to pester Nangong Yehua.

Nangong Yehua also pretended to be embarrassed and said.

"What you say makes sense."

"But learning magic comes at a very high price, which you may not be able to accept."

"So let's just forget about it!"

"No!"

Sanae Dekomori suddenly said with a determined look.

"Lord Wuji Demon Lord."

"I, Thunderhammer, have absolute resolve."

"No matter the cost, I can accept it, as long as I can learn real magic!"

"So please, teach me magic!"

Finally, Nangong Yehua pretended to be convinced and said...

"Ok."

"Since you're so sincere, I'll give you a chance!"

"That's wonderful, thank you, Lord Wuji Demon Lord."

"Then what do we do next?"

"Let's find a room with good privacy first."

"Learning magic is a very complicated process and cannot be disturbed by anyone."

"Okay, let's go to my room."

“My parents are not home, and the housekeeper will not bother me without my permission.”

Sanae Tokomori was in high spirits.

He took Nangong Yehua directly to his room.

Completely unaware of the wolfish ambition hidden beneath Nangong Yehua's handsome exterior.

I've become the little lamb who let the wolf into the house.

……

A spacious and bright room.

The European-style bed, along with various exquisite decorations, clearly indicates its high value.

Sanae Tokomori's room exudes an aura of wealth.

After locking the door from the inside.

Sanae Tokomori looked at Yoshikazu Nangong with anticipation and asked.

"Lord Wuji Demon Lord, what's next?"

"What's next..."

Nangong Yehua said in a very casual manner.

"Take off all your clothes first."

"Clothes can affect the transmission of magic. You can't learn magic if you're wearing clothes!"

"Is it really necessary to take off my clothes?"

Sanae Tokomori looked troubled.

She is not a fool either.

Of course, it can't be that easy.

She took off her clothes right in front of Nangong Yehua, the boy she had only met for the first time that day.

"You must take off your clothes, otherwise the magic transfer process will be extremely dangerous!"

Nangong Yehua said with an extremely serious expression.

His eyes looked perfectly normal.

It's as if he really just wanted to teach Sanae Dekomori magic.

There was no other idea.

"But……"

"Okay, I know this is difficult for you, and you can't accept it. I had already guessed this would happen."

"That's why I said earlier that learning magic comes at a great cost."

"It's okay if you can't accept it. You're learning magic, right? Let's just forget about it and not mention it again."

He noticed that Sanae Dekomori still looked hesitant.

Nangong Yehua used a strategy of retreat as a means of advancement.

The move was used directly on Rikka Takanashi.

Just as he expected.

Young girls are often impulsive.

They are easily controlled by momentary emotions.

He provoked me like that.

Sanae Tokomori immediately shouted.

"No, I must learn magic!"

"I'll take it off!"

Nangong Yehua did not speak again.

He simply watched in quiet admiration as Sanae Dekomori's heart fluttered.

The girl's expression showed a struggle and inner conflict for a moment.

He gritted his teeth.

He slowly reached out and began to unbutton his clothes...

after awhile.

Completely transformed into a little lamb, Sanae Dekomori stood shyly in front of Yoko Nanamiya.

One hand protects the front of him, and the other hand protects his lower body.

Her eyes were closed, her little face was flushed, and she looked cute with a hint of coquettishness.

A fiery glint flashed in Nangong Yehua's eyes.

It felt like we had been waiting for a long time.

Like a hunter who has finally spotted his prey.

Sanae Tokomori asked Nangong Yehua in a very soft voice, her voice tense.

"No, Lord Wuji Demon Lord, what's next? What should we do next?"

"follow me……"

Nangong Yehua gently grasped Tokomori Sanae's wrist.

He brought the stiff-bodied girl to her bed.

Ten minutes later.

Sanae Tokomori lay on the bed, her little face flushed, her eyes sparkling as if they were about to burst with tears.

Her skin had a faint pinkish hue, as if it were draped in a layer of neon.

She looked at Nangong Yehua on her body and asked with difficulty.

"Is it really true that if I do as you say, I can learn magic?"

"Of course, believe me, didn't you just see me use magic?"

"Don't worry, as long as you do as I say, you will definitely be able to learn magic!"

Nangong Yehua spoke with a persuasive and guiding expression.

"Then, you can come!"

The arrow has to be fired when it is on the string.

Things have come to this point.

Sanae Dekomori knew that it was impossible to stop now.

He simply closed his eyes, resignedly turned his head away...

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Chapter 12 The Old Demon Lives on a Kept Woman

A surge of pure Yin energy flowed into Nangong Yehua's dantian.

Then it was refined by his magic.

The volume of the magic power visibly increased slightly.

My magical power has increased.

The time and power of the spell will also increase.

However, Nangong Yehua was still at the first level of Qi Refining.

He did not break through to the second level of Qi Refining.

To break through to the next level, more practice is needed.

As Nangong Yehua's cultivation level increased.

A cool sensation flowed through Sanae Tokomori's body.

It relieved her of a lot of pain.

After the cultivation is completed.

With tears still on her face, Sanae Tokomori lay in Yoko's arms.