The Alchemy peak master raised her brow at Mo Jiu as soon as they were locked in. "What is this I hear about a divine level manual?"
Mo Jiu narrowed his eyes at her. "No such thing," He said dismissively. He wasn't here to discuss his messy things, he had a raging hard on! So he quickly began to undress the older woman.
"Really?" Du Fang'er asked as she became completely naked.
Mo Jiu picked her up and laid her on the bed. "What? You don't believe me?" When he didn't get a reply, he frowned. "You think I'm hiding some divine level manual?"
Du Fang'er remained silent and Mo Jiu's nostrils flared. How could she?! He angrily thrust into her.
"AAAHHH!" The both of them screamed at the same time and jumped apart.
Du Fang'er frowned at Mo Jiu in confusion once the pain in her lower half lessened. Why did Mo Jiu scream just now? She had screamed because he had been very rough but why did he scream?
Mo Jiu wanted to die from embarrassment. And to think he'd been disgraced in front of someone who didn't believe him, his fists tightened. "Leave."
"Bu-"
"LEAVE!" Mo Jiu screamed and Du Fang'er flinched and turned to leave.
When she got to the door, she paused and looked back. "No matter what, I was your very first. Keeping such a thing from even me... Tsk." And then she left.
Mo Jiu couldn't be bothered about the Alchemy peak master's dramatics. He looked down at his very erect manhood. WHAT WAS WRONG?! Where was the pain coming from? He ran his spiritual energy throughout his body. Nothing. He seemed as fit as ever. Could it be because they were women?
He walked out once more and called in Wu Ran, a male, this time.
The same thing.
He called in a different male.
Same thing.
He called in a female once more.
Not a single change.
Everyone was confused as Mo Ji repeatedly tore through the men and women present but no one was more confused than the ones who had gone in and then chased out soon after. What was up with Mo Jiu?
He called them in and after thrusting into them, he pulled out and chased them away. Some of them didn't even have the luxury of getting stripped. Their clothes were directly torn through only for Mo Jiu to send them away without soothing their needs.
A lot of them left the clearing in front of Mo Jiu's room with dissatisfied expressions.
Some of the cultivators who had come to test the waters concerning the cultivation method were left amazed. This Mo Jiu was truly something wasn't he? Being capable of eating up this much people in a single day?
Seeing as they weren't going to get any attention, they left the place. It seemed Mo Jiu was good to his lovers. If they managed to become one of them then maybe when he was handing out the cultivation methods to his lovers, they would get lucky.
Some other cultivators weren't so stupid and could tell from the faces of the harem members that something wasn't right but they remained silent.
The entire place was soon cleared out by Mei Hua, Han Wei and Ba Duo. Right after, the three of them looked at each other in confusion. What was up with their boss Jiu? Even if he used to handle more than three of his lovers daily, it was never this much. What was happening?
Ba Duo smacked his thigh and shook his head. "Boss Jiu must be so stressed out with the cultivation manual nonsense flying around and is using this method to vent!"
Since there was a barrier around the room, no one could hear what went on in the room. Han Wei stared at the door with bright eyes. Their Boss Jiu was just too strong! This level of stamina, who can compare? Even making his lovers burst into tears and run away from too much stimulation.
Mei Hua noticed that the harem members did not look as thoroughly pleasured as they usually did but she shrugged. It was none of her business how boss Jiu handled his lovers.
At the end of the day, Mo Jiu's manhood was very sore, incredibly red and swollen from all the straining but since he hadn't managed to get relief, it remained very hard and veiny with semen dripping from the tip.
Mo Jiu wanted to die. He was very pent up but with no way to vent. His usual problem was still sometime away but with all the men and women he'd brought into his room, it had been triggered and now there was no way for his hard on to die down.
The worst part was that the more he dripped uncontrollably, the more painful it became. What was wrong with him?!
"FUCK!" Mo Jiu shouted at last. He was in so much pain, he was beginning to see stars but there was no way to ease it. He tried using his hand but it was also very painful. It got to the point where he passed out repeatedly.
Whilst Mo Jiu was dealing with a major problem, somebody else was swimming in treasures.
He Yuan stared with glittering eyes at all the things he had managed to suck out of Ru Cheng. Ten high grade transportation talismans, a chest full of high grade spirit stones, ten bottles of high grade pills of different kinds, high grade defensive robes and shoes, high grade hidden weapons of different kinds and functions, two high grade cloaking talismans and a changing rune talisman.
Lastly, a weapon that was at the very peak of high grade -it was one of Duoluo sect's top treasures! It was a red sword with a silver hilt. He Yuan felt his soul sing as he unsheathed the weapon.
He wasted no time in imprinting it with his soul mark. As the sword latched onto his soul, He Yuan practically felt the energy of the sword -like an evening summer breeze- blow in the deepest part of his soul. It was a very refreshing feeling.
After a while, he decided to name the sword Xiatian. As soon as that thought presented itself in his mind, the inscription 'XIATIAN' appeared in exquisite calligraphy at the bottom of the blade close to the hilt.
He Yuan's heart felt so warm. He wasn't worried about the Duoluo sect finding out about the weapon because he could use the changing rune talisman to completely change its appearance.
Changing rune talismans were incredibly rare as they were able to change the appearance of a weapon unlike cloaking talismans that just masked the appearance.
He Yuan picked up the rune and attached it to Xiatian's hilt. Next he imagined what he wanted the sword to look like and infused his spiritual energy into the rune talisman.
The rune burned through the talisman paper and etched itself onto Xiatian. In the next second, the sword began to slowly morph into an obsidian swiss saber. The appearance of the saber was glossy, just like an obsidian jewel but it was also firm and incredibly sharp.
After the transformation, red runes formed lines on the glossy saber and made swirls at the hilt. He Yuan's breath hitched. The sword was absolutely beautiful. He waved it a few times and fell even more in love. It was perfect.
He placed the saber in its sheathe and as soon as the two met, the sheathe reformed around the saber and turned pure black with red swirls.
The next day, He Yuan stepped out of his room with his sword strapped to his waist. Gu Long met up with him at the tea parlor at the ground floor of the inn.
The male raised a brow when his eyes trailed to He Yuan's waist. "You found a new weapon so soon?"
He Yuan nodded. "Hm," He answered as the waitress placed a pot of tea and some jade teacups before them. He filled both of their cups and smoothly took a sip before lifting his lips in bliss. Being so close to the Lingyun Canyon, this inn actually catered to the needs of cultivators and the tea was made using high quality spiritual herbs.
Gu Long watched He Yuan closely as he took a sip out of his own cup. After some time, he couldn't hold himself back. "I once took on a job of killing an evil cultivator troubling a noble family of mortals."
He Yuan calmly placed the teacup down and raised a brow. Where was this going?
"You serve tea so meticulously," Gu Long continued, "Like some sort of art. It's something those noble ladies did. Where did you learn it?"
He Yuan scratched his nose in slight embarrassment. He'd been drilled in the art of tea making and serving by the proprietress whilst he was counterattacking for Cao Yuemei in his second official task realm. Some things tended to become habits.
"Ah, it's just a habit I picked up when I followed master on his travels one time."
Gu Long nodded. "It's nice to watch."
Once they were done, they went over to the arena for He Yuan's remaining matches. The arena was brimming full of cultivators. Not surprising as they must have all heard the news of the 'divine level cultivation manual' and were hoping to catch a glimpse of the possessor of such treasure.
The matches went on as usual and once it was He Yuan's turn, just one Duoluo sect cultivator went up. He wasted no time in handling the cultivator and no one came up after. The host was about to put an end to the battle when,
BANG!
The doors burst open and Mei Hua appeared with Ba Duo and Han Wei behind her. When they arrived days ago, they'd heard of what happened and knew boss Jiu was in this mess because of Mo Sheng's wide mouth.
Mei Hua had wanted to go after him then but fighting outside the arena was forbidden in the Linyun Canyon so how could she let this opportunity go?
She was going to pummel Mo Sheng to death. Getting the secret chamber pass was a bonus and she was going to hand it over to boss Jiu. If anyone could find the Dao ancestor's inheritance, it would of course be boss Jiu.
No one would hassle him anymore if boss Jiu became the strongest!
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