Without delay, he pursued the direction of the fluctuation and vanished into the void.
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Tianlan Mountain.
The silk curtains in the bedroom trembled, the air filled with stifled panting.
Ji Hongxiu's chest heaved, sweat glistening, her skin white as jade with a faint blush.
At this moment, her feelings were hard to describe in words; on one hand, nearing the Origin of the calamity made the Karmic Fire in her Spirit Platform even more turbulent, while on the other hand, Chen Mo's Dragon Qi felt like a stream, continuously nourishing her Divine Soul.
It was a mix of pain and pleasure.
"I say, isn't it about time for a break? When will it be my turn?" came the lazy voice of the Yin God.
Ji Hongxiu's face turned cold, and she rebuked, "Stay out of the way. I haven't settled accounts with you for earlier matters, and you dare to come out at such a time?"
