The Cold and Aloof Palace Master's Daily Demon-Slaying Life

Chapter 138 Everyone Keeps the Software Unchanged (Fourth Update)

Li Yan, with his mid-Foundation Establishment cultivation, could only be considered below average among the geniuses of the Fu Shui Xian Sect's inner sect.

However, he came from a mid-level cultivation family that was affiliated with the Fu Shui Xian Sect. One of his uncles was the head of a certain hall in the sect and had considerable power.

Thanks to this nepotism and his decent cultivation aptitude, he was able to join the inner sect, but that was all.

He was lazy in his spiritual practice, and his mind was mostly focused on enjoyment and scheming.

Li Yan's reaction to the "Purple Talisman Dao Competition" that had recently shaken the entire Old Land and the defeat of his own Supreme Elder was rather indifferent, even somewhat apathetic.

When he heard the news that day, he was playing in the hot spring of his cave with two newly acquired beautiful maids. Upon hearing it, he merely curled his lip and muttered, "Even the Supreme Elder can lose? How strange."

He then put the matter out of his mind and continued to indulge in his love.

Whether he wins or loses, what does it matter to him?

Anyway, he's just someone who drifts through life.

The rise and fall of sects and the suppression of the Great Dao sound terrifying, but as long as the Supreme Elder is still alive, the Fu Shui Xian Sect will remain a super sect with a True Monarch in charge, and Li Yan's good days will not end.

Those who deserve to enjoy will continue to enjoy, and those who deserve to be oppressed will continue to be oppressed.

It simply means that if you encounter those Taoist priests who practice Yin Thunder when you go out in the future, you can just be a little more careful and avoid them.

If the sky falls, the tall ones will hold it up. Why should a "small fry" like him, who is only in the mid-stage of Foundation Establishment, bother with such trivial matters?

As for whether he ever made any arrogant remarks or disrespected the Purple Void True Lord?

He had completely forgotten about it.

The main problem is that he is usually outspoken and relies on the protection of the Supreme Elder Dao Law in the Hanmo Mountains. He has talked about and even blasphemed at least eight or ten True Lords and True Persons. How could he remember exactly what he said?

Anyway, I won't really get punished.

As dusk approached, the cave was brightly lit and warm, filled with a sweet, cloying fragrance and an atmosphere of desire.

The main hall of the cave was extremely spacious, with a thick snow fox fur carpet on the floor and luminous pearls emitting a soft pink glow on the four walls. In the corner, a bronze animal-head incense burner emitted wisps of aphrodisiac smoke.

In the hall was an enormous rosewood couch, covered with brocade quilts and embroidered mattresses.

Li Yan, with his chest and belly exposed, sat on the couch with an air of nonchalance, wearing only a loose silk robe.

He was handsome, but the superficiality and malice of excessive indulgence in his eyes ruined his original appearance.

At this moment, he wore a contented smile, his eyes gazing dreamily at the scene before him.

Behind him, two beautiful maids with exquisite figures, dressed only in transparent gauze, were kneeling and massaging his shoulders and back, their slender fingers applying just the right amount of pressure.

In his arms, there was a woman with an even more charming face and a captivating allure in her eyes. The woman's gauze dress was as thin as a cicada's wing, barely covering anything. She was picking up a peeled grape with her fair fingers and smilingly offering it to his lips.

In front of the rosewood couch, on the cleared carpet, more than a dozen stunningly beautiful women, also dressed in revealing clothing, were dancing gracefully to the seductive music played by a musician.

These women were all stunning beauties, some pure, some charming, some aloof, with slender figures and skin as white as snow.

Their so-called "clothing" consisted of nothing more than long, ankle-length, lightweight, almost completely transparent gauze dresses of various colors.

Beneath the gauze skirt, her graceful curves, fair skin, and even certain private parts were faintly visible.

As they danced and twirled, their light gauze fluttered, carrying with it wafts of fragrance. Vast expanses of snow-white skin dazzled the eye, creating an infinitely enchanting and alluring scene.

This dance was not a proper dance; the movements were extremely provocative, with swaying waists, alluring eyes, and as the jade arms stretched out, the light veil slipped down, revealing more of the fair skin.

If an ordinary man were here, he would probably be parched and unable to control himself.

Li Yan's eyes burned with lust, his Adam's apple bobbed, and his mouth went dry.

He casually picked up a glass cup from the jade table beside the couch, brought it to his lips, tilted his head back, and drank the milky white liquid inside.

That was neither cow's milk nor goat's milk, but human milk.

It was the milk "produced" by the beautiful maids in his arms and around him.

Most of these women were young and had never given birth, so they shouldn't have had any breast milk.

However, cultivators have many methods, and Li Yan somehow obtained some "lactation-inducing pills" and forced these women to take them.

If the pill is ingested, even if the person has not become pregnant, their mammary glands will be forced to develop and produce milk.

However, this "lactation-inducing pill" is a good medicine used to help postpartum women produce milk. Using it on women who have not yet given birth is no different from using a dangerous drug. It will seriously damage the woman's body and vital energy, shorten her lifespan, and cause her unbearable pain.

However, Li Yan didn't care at all.

These beauties were nothing more than playthings he had collected and plundered through various means.

His cultivation level was only at the third level of Qi Refining, making him no different from an ant in front of a Foundation Establishment cultivator like him.

I've played with it until it's broken, and I'm tired of it.

They could be discarded casually, given as gifts to servants, or sold to brothels, and then replaced with new ones.

What do their pain and future have to do with him?

He only cares about his own happiness.

A cup of warm milk did not quench my thirst; instead, it made me feel even hotter.

Li Yan looked at the beauties swaying their waists and with seductive eyes in front of him, especially the lead dancer, who had the hottest figure and the boldest dance moves, and made flirtatious invitations to him from time to time.

He could no longer restrain himself. He pushed the beauty in his arms away, laughed, stood up, and staggered off the wooden couch, walking towards the lead dancer.

"Little vixen, you danced well. I'll pamper you today."

He grinned lewdly and reached out to grab the beauty.

A barely perceptible hint of humiliation and fear flashed in the beauty's eyes, but she dared not resist, forcing a charming smile on her face, feigning reluctance while offering.

Li Yan swept her up in his arms, and the beauty gasped in surprise, instinctively wrapping her arms around his neck.

He held the beauty in his arms, turned around and strode towards a large jade table next to the rosewood couch, intending to place her on the table and do it on the spot.

The other beautiful women around them either turned their faces away or lowered their heads, their eyes filled with numbness and sorrow.

The musician's playing faltered for a moment, but he dared not stop and had to grit his teeth and continue playing.

Li Yan placed the beauty in his arms on the cool jade table, lifting the light veil to her waist.

With the divine beast before him, how could Li Yan possibly hold back?

Just as he impatiently leaned down and prepared to accomplish the "good deed," there was absolutely no warning.

"Boom!"

A deafening, terrifying thunderclap, as if the heavens were collapsing, exploded without warning directly above the cave.

It didn't come from afar, but was right up close, as if it were right above your head.

Followed by.

A bolt of purplish-black lightning, as thick as a bucket and imbued with the Dao of Destruction, struck down from the very center of the cave's dome like a spear of judgment hurled by an unparalleled god, ignoring the "indestructible" protective array outside the cave.

The cave's dome, infused with refined gold, was like paper before this bolt of lightning, instantly torn apart and vaporized, revealing a huge hole several meters in diameter.

Before the brick fragments could fall, they were reduced to ashes by the intense heat and annihilating power of the following thunder.

A blindingly dark purple-black lightning bolt instantly filled the entire cave hall.

The violent aura of thunder and the destructive power of Dao caused all living beings to tremble in their souls and freeze their blood.

"ah""

A chorus of terrified screams erupted from inside the cave.

The maids and musicians were so frightened that they collapsed to the ground, trembling, and some even fainted.

The beauty on the jade table let out a short scream and tightly closed her eyes.