"Those two kids are shaking the whole place up. Let's go out, give them some space." Ye Qianning was both amused and embarrassed.

Wu Hao's expression was a little stiff. After all, this was his own daughter, even though she was adopted. However, he also knew that the relationship between Luo Pin and Wu Yu far exceeded his own connection. He could not command her. Therefore, under Ye Qianning's urging, the two left Qin Yin Peak, granting the pair their freedom.

Qin Yin Peak was covered in immortal fog, a sea of fog that continued to undulate under the strong and steady rhythm which persisted for a long, long time.

The culmination of excitement and parting sorrow drove their lovemaking to a mad and desperate extreme. It was like a torrential rain that fell freely, heavily, noisily. It shook the earth itself.

It was so intense that Qin Yin Peak itself was shaking.

The beauty and intensity of this day was such that Wu Yu could not forget it.

After that day, they lay on a boulder near a burbling waterfall. Luo Pin was soft in Wu Yu's arms, nestled...