Yun Xiao had little interest in what sort of distinguished guest had arrived. Yet, this presented an opportunity to approach the Ghost Cauldron and the Reincarnation Wick.0

"First, let's condense a Corona for Yao Yao," he decided.0

His primary focus returned to Feng Yao. Her body was suffused with Mortal Dust Devil Blood under his control, and he allowed it to flow to every corner of her being. So intimate was his knowledge of her body that he could manage even the sway of her hairs—sometimes to a disturbing extent!0

In a sense, her blood was now his, a significant and essential part of her being. The Mortal Dust Devil Blood coursed through her heart, arteries, and countless finer vessels, permeating her flesh, organs, and every internal system.0

This level of contact and control surpassed even the pleasure between a man and a woman, embedding deeply within her body. Because of this, whenever Yun Xiao cultivated using the Mortal Dust Blood Calamity, she couldn’t help but feel emotional shifts; her heartbeat quickened, blood surged faster, aiding her cultivation.0

The more she cultivated, the more her complexion and skin flushed, now resembling a ripely blushing peach, emitting wisps of white steam....0