“It’s good that she’s never touched a man before,” Tianming said.

“How so?” Feiling asked.

“There’s no pressure when I touch you then.”

Feiling was almost speechless. “Could your thoughts be any more dirty?”

“I can’t help it! She’s been lying there for ten thousand years, and you’re fused with her now….” Just thinking about it made Tianming think it was rather stimulating.

“Whatever. Anyway, there’s no more Xuanyuan Xi, only Jiang Feiling,” she said seriously.

“Understood!”

“So?”

“I was thinking, isn’t this kind of the same as having a beauty in both arms?”

Feiling could only find appreciation for the way his mind worked.

“Right, so how are you now with your new god physique? The Hall King said you didn’t have any power in you.”

“Yes, the godly power of the god physique has run dry after so long.” Feiling pouted,...