After being jilted by the saintess at the beginning, why is she crying?

This woman... she's really deadly.

He quickly composed himself, not daring to look any longer, and focused intently on pressing the buttons.

Gongsun Mili seemed quite satisfied with his service, and with her eyes slightly closed, she casually asked:

"Little Mianmian, your technique is quite skilled. Tell me, have you ever massaged other women like this before?"

Lin Fengmian's heart skipped a beat. Why was this woman asking this?

His face instantly filled with sincerity, and he raised his right hand to swear an oath:

"Oh my! My enchanting sister! I, Lin Fengmian, swear to the heavens! This unique skill has only ever been used by you! There has never been a second person!"

He wasn't lying about that.

In the past, which of the female cultivators of the Hehuan Sect didn't directly enter the dual cultivation technique when their spiritual power was combined?

He was either leading or cooperating, and he was too busy with the fusion of spiritual energy to do anything else. Who would have time for these fancy massages?

Gongsun Mili gave a soft snort, her tone revealing neither joy nor anger: "Hmph, you pass."

Lin Fengmian smiled on the surface, but in his heart he was cursing the heavens.

This woman is not only domineering and tyrannical, but also extremely controlling. She treats him like her personal servant!

Damn it! Lin Fengmian, a man who roamed freely among women, had never suffered such humiliation! If his cultivation hadn't been sealed...

You cannot mobilize any spiritual energy.

He absolutely had to summon the last remaining demonic corpse and give this flower boat another spectacular fireworks display!

As he kneaded the skin, he secretly plotted in his mind.

He had observed her carefully these past few days and found that Gongsun Mili would go into seclusion and meditate for two hours every three days, during which time her spiritual consciousness was at its weakest.

If only we could find a glimmer of opportunity then...

But he quickly dismissed the thought. That woman was cunning; who knew if her so-called seclusion was a trap?

He had tested the waters several times before, and each time, just as the slightest change occurred...

She immediately opened her eyes, looking at him with a half-smile, her eyes clearly saying—Go ahead and run, your sister is waiting for you.

What a wicked monster who eats people without spitting out the bones!

……

That day, Lin Fengmian was in the kitchen cooking the third pot of spirit porridge of the day.

He mechanically stirred the jade spoon with both hands, but his gaze was fixed on the several maids chatting and laughing on the deck outside through the small kitchen window.

The maids were dressed exceptionally lightly today; their thin gauze dresses fluttered gently in the breeze, outlining their slender figures.

They huddled together in twos and threes, glancing towards the kitchen every now and then, whispering something behind their backs, followed by bursts of cheerful laughter.

Lin Fengmian, with his sharp eyes, clearly saw one of the maids in a pale yellow dress wink at him.

Her eyes were shy and timid, her fingertips twirled her hair, and her red lips were slightly bitten—she was incredibly charming.

Unfortunately, these palace maids all had the desire to steal but not the courage to do so!

Gongsun Mili's formidable reputation was undeniable, so they only dared to peek through the window, not even having the courage to go into the kitchen and exchange a word.

Lin Fengmian's anger flared as he watched, and he stirred the jade spoon in his hand with a clanging sound.

These days, I've been aroused by that wretched Gongsun Mili.

The woman let him massage and knead her every day, their skin touching and their breaths mingling, yet she never let him truly cross that line.

She enjoyed it, but the pure yang energy in Lin Fengmian's body was repeatedly stirred up, like adding fuel to a fire, making it burn brighter and brighter.

What's even more infuriating is that this old hag won't let herself vent her anger!

This is absolutely outrageous!

As a pure Yang Saint Body, his Yang energy was several times stronger than that of ordinary cultivators. However, being teased like this and unable to release it was like dry wood and raging fire stuck in a furnace, making him feel like he was about to explode.

But they had to put on a very honest, obedient, and docile appearance, with a smile on their face and sweet words on their lips.

In fact, the pure yang fire within his body had long been uncontrollable.

The scorching energy deep within his dantian surged and thrashed about like a trapped beast, causing his meridians to swell slightly. If his cultivation hadn't been sealed, he would have already used his inner energy to forcefully suppress it.

"Damn it... if I keep holding back like this, I'm afraid I'll be the first Core Formation cultivator to die from burning lust."

Lin Fengmian gritted his teeth and muttered under his breath, scooped up a spoonful of porridge, and blew on it fiercely.

In this somewhat strange and ambiguous atmosphere—

The airship seemed to have crashed into an invisible mountain, and suddenly began to tremble violently!

The entire pleasure boat groaned under the strain, and with a loud crash, it tilted.

All the pots and pans on the table were smashed to the ground, and the porridge was spilled all over the floor, leaving the kitchen in a complete mess.

Lin Fengmian stumbled and almost fell, but quickly steadied himself by grabbing the stove. Startled, he looked up at the window.

The sky, which was clear and cloudless just moments ago, has now become overcast with dark clouds.

A faint, eerie pink mist drifted through the clouds, accompanied by gusts of cold wind and a menacing aura.

The next moment, a remarkably bold voice boomed through the air like thunder, filled with undisguised arrogance and swagger:

"Hahaha—! I wondered who it was! It's the Enchanting Fairy! It's been so long, I've missed you terribly! Fairy, why don't you stay today? Let's discuss cultivation techniques together, wouldn't that be wonderful?"

The voice was eerie yet incredibly penetrating, making one's eardrums ache.

The maids on the pleasure boat were immediately terrified, some even collapsing to their knees, trembling with fear.

Gongsun Mili's figure instantly appeared above the flower boat, her eyebrows furrowed, her voice hoarse and solemn:

"Patriarch of Bliss! It's you! Didn't you pass away a hundred years ago? How come you suddenly appear here!"

On the pleasure boat, an older maid, upon hearing this, turned pale with fright, her voice trembling as she screamed:

"Heavens! It's actually the Blissful Ancestor! I've seen him in ancient books! He was the most notorious demon in Qingzhou and even the entire Southern Region a hundred years ago!"

It is said that he possesses the cultivation level of the late Nascent Soul stage and is also extremely lewd, specializing in the practice of sexual exploitation!

Every female cultivator who caught his eye suffered a fate worse than death; they were all drained of their life essence and died a gruesome death!

"A hundred years ago, he obtained the essence of a female cultivator of considerable status through sexual intercourse."

That's why it was attacked by righteous cultivators, and it's said that its soul was scattered! How come it's resurrected now!

They've even set their sights on our wife! This time, this time we're finished!

Upon hearing this, the maids huddled together in fear, their faces turning deathly pale.

Lin Fengmian, who was standing to the side, nodded repeatedly as he listened, but he was overjoyed!

Hahaha! What goes around comes around! No one escapes the wrath of Heaven!

Gongsun Mili, you imprisoned me, didn't you?! Now you've been targeted by an even more powerful demon! You've been teasing me all day long without giving me a proper end! Well, you've finally met your match!