“In the days since I last saw you, I dreamed about your aroma several times. It was absolutely captivating.... For someone to have a cultivation base like that but still have primal yang is really rare in the world. What a pity you couldn’t see how amazing I am. Instead you treasured a little snake, and thus broke my heart.”12

The woman’s ample chest heaved as she spoke, and her sweet voice couldn’t have been more coquettish, like a yellow oriole or a bubbling brook, or the sounds of nature echoing eternally in an immortal mansion.0

The words struck Xu Qing to the core. Breathing heavily, he turned and put some more distance between them before looking over his shoulder at her.1

“Don’t run, my child. I forgive you! Who went and made you so damn attractive, you naughty little boy? Just looking at you makes me happy.” As the clay fox looked at him with glistening eyes, it felt as if she could see every inch of him inside and out. A wild, unrestrained smile spread out on her face as she walked toward Xu Qing. “Did you resign yourself to reality? Or did you really...12