Outside the room.
After Lin Qiuyue made arrangements for Jiang Li, she guarded the entrance to her boudoir.
The various sounds coming from the room made Lin Qiuyue blush.
Why was the Saintess, while saying no, making such… noises.
Two hours later, the sounds from the room still echoed incessantly.
This Senior Brother Jiang was too formidable.
Although Lin Qiuyue had no personal experience, she had heard things.
How could it last for several hours? That was outrageous.
The stars in the sky had all faded away.
The sky began to lighten, and a faint sunrise appeared on the horizon.
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"Junior Brother Jiang…!" Tang Siqi's eyes were teary, and her body was completely devoid of strength.
Her fair and beautiful body slumped onto the bed, her eyes filled with exhaustion.
Jiang Li gently patted Tang Siqi's firm buttocks, and ultimately did not continue.
Looking at Jiang Li, who was still energetic after a night of torment, Tang Siqi felt dizzy.
Although Jiang Li's body was alluring, he was simply too powerful.
Wasn't it said that only tired bulls existed, but no fields that couldn't be plowed? Tang Siqi fell into deep self-doubt.
It seemed she needed to find some external help; she couldn't win alone, she truly couldn't.
Afterward, the two of them lingered on the bed.
In Jiang Li's embrace, Tang Siqi felt the strong beat of his chest.
"Master, do you want to be the Saint Son of our Yellow Springs Demonic Sect? If you do, I can..." Tang Siqi's jade hands traced circles on Jiang Li's chest.
Jiang Li shook his head and said, "Whether I'm the Saint Son or not isn't important. I only want to improve my strength!"
As Jiang Li spoke, his hands were also being mischievous, stroking here and pinching there.
No part of Tang Siqi's body held any secrets in Jiang Li's eyes.
Soon, Tang Siqi's breathing became rapid again. Although her body was already exhausted, her heart was still burning with passion.
"Junior Brother Jiang, I am the Saintess. Do you dare to profane the Saintess?" Tang Siqi suppressed the surging emotions in her heart, her expression turning cold, like an peerless ice lotus.
A flicker of heat flashed in Jiang Li's eyes. This little devil, I absolutely will profane you.
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In the palace of Saintess Peak.
After two days of intimacy, Tang Siqi and Jiang Li began to cultivate properly.
The three-thousand-year-old spiritual herb was taken by Lin Qiuyue to Elder Hu Tong of Qianluo Peak for medicinal refining.
The three-thousand-year-old spiritual herb was precisely the ingredient for refining the Spirit Breaking Pill, and due to its long age, the effectiveness of the Spirit Breaking Pill was also excellent.
With the Spirit Breaking Pill and Thousand-Year Spirit Milk, Jiang Li's cultivation realm could soon break through.
Now that the Thousand-Year Spirit Milk was available, only the Spirit Breaking Pill was missing.
"Junior Brother Jiang, the information you requested on Myriad Sword Manor and Tai Xuan Sacred Land's Ye Tian has been compiled!" Tang Siqi, dressed in a white dress, looked at Jiang Li with eyes full of affection.
Seeing Tang Siqi's somewhat unsteady steps, Jiang Li smiled, "Senior Sister, you're already worn out after just two days?"
Tang Siqi's beautiful eyes rolled at Jiang Li, then she threw herself into his embrace.
Holding Tang Siqi, Jiang Li began to examine the information on Myriad Sword Manor.
It turned out that Myriad Sword Manor was a famous sword-forging manor in the Eastern Wilderness. Many famous sword cultivators in the Eastern Wilderness liked to go to Myriad Sword Manor to acquire sword artifacts.
Myriad Sword Manor's sword artifacts were widely recognized as the best.
Moreover, it was rumored that the Sword Tomb of Myriad Sword Manor contained many sword spirits.
If one could kill a sword spirit, great benefits would be obtained.
Of course, not all sword spirits, upon being killed, would bring benefits. There were quite a few malevolent spirits that would absorb your spiritual energy or blood after being killed.
Furthermore, sword spirits were incredibly powerful. The sword pits were numerous, and one could only choose one sword pit at a time. If one were defeated by a sword spirit, their life would be greatly endangered.
Therefore, few who went to Myriad Sword Manor went to the Sword Tomb to challenge sword spirits; most went to purchase sword artifacts.
After all, fighting sword spirits carried too much risk, and there was no guarantee of success.
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