Weird Cultivation, I am surrounded by bad women

"Your cultivation progress is still too slow." Yan Angge commented. Even though her realm has dropped to this point, it is still higher than Su Chaoxi's.

"It seems that the road Elder Zhao asked you to take is not an easy one."

"Have you ever thought about switching to practicing the Blood Sword?" Yan Ange asked. She was thinking that if Su Chaoxi asked, she would pass on her experience in practicing the Blood Sword to him.

Su Chaoxi shook his head.

"It depends on your speed of cultivation. Can you reach the Golden Core Stage before your life ends?" Yan Angge's words sounded like a mockery, but he was actually concerned about Su Chaoxi.

Practitioners strive to practice, and their purpose is nothing more than to become stronger and live longer.

After the spiritual energy is exhausted, the most obvious consequence is that the lifespan of mortals is shortened.

Even if a mortal is healthy, it is difficult for him to live beyond the age of fifty.

What this means for practitioners is that the lifespan of a cultivator in the Qi Refining Stage will not exceed fifty years.

The foundation-building period does not exceed a hundred years.

The crystallization period does not exceed two hundred years.

Compared to the era when spiritual energy was abundant, life expectancy has been reduced by more than half.

"I don't like the smell of blood." Su Chaoxi cleaned the lawn sickle and put it aside.

"You're so pretentious. No wonder they say you don't dare to eat your meat or divide your corpse. You're a complete waste." Yan Angge crossed his arms and criticized Su Chaoxi.

"Senior Sister Yan, give me a glass of water." Su Chaoxi said without getting angry.

Yan Ange rolled his eyes at him, poured him a glass of water and placed it on the table.

"You should leave after you finish drinking."

Su Chaoxi drank it all in one gulp, leaving a faint fragrance on the wooden cup.

"Aren't you afraid that I will poison you to death?"

"Don't be afraid, I won't leave. I have something else to do." Su Chaoxi stood up again and walked towards the kitchen.

"What else do you have to say?" Yan Ange was about to get angry when he saw Su Chaoxi taking out some ingredients.

He asked, "Isn't today your birthday? I'll celebrate with you."

His words made Yan Ange stunned for a moment. She seemed to have forgotten what day her birthday was.

She turned around, not wanting Su Chaoxi to see her expression.

Yan Ange sobbed silently, tears streaming down her pale but beautiful cheeks.

"Get away from me, I won't celebrate my birthday." She cried and asked him to leave.

"What's wrong?" Su Chaoxi was washing vegetables, not knowing what was wrong with her. "Why not?"

"Su Chaoxi, you know that I am waiting to die."

“Why celebrate your birthday?”

"You can take whatever you want, including my body."

"But please don't come here again."

Her voice was unusually cold, like the temperature of an iceberg, and full of determination.

"Senior Sister, you think too much. I just..." Su Chaoxi turned around and wanted to explain things to her.

His voice suddenly stopped.

Because in front of him, there was a touching woman crying.

She took off her white dress on her own initiative, revealing her flawless white skin, the crimson mountains, and the alluring and mysterious lush grass.

Su Chaoxi's brain froze for a while.

Chapter 10: Saint's Style

To be honest, it was difficult for Su Chaoxi to look away.

Yan Ange's figure is too perfect.

Because of shyness and a slight chill, her fair skin was faintly flushed, making her look even more attractive.

Su Chaoxi swallowed his saliva subconsciously, and suppressed his desire with reason. He quickly said: "Senior Sister is really not..."

At this time, Yan Ange took the initiative to walk forward and hugged him. The soft and delicate touch through the clothes made Su Chaoxi a little distracted.

Yan Ange took the initiative to take off Su Chaoxi's clothes.

"I don't want to owe you anything anymore." She said in a crying voice.

This sentence awakened Su Chaoxi's reason.

Looking at Yan Ange, whose beautiful eyes were filled with tears and who looked pitiful, Su Chaoxi hugged her tightly.

"Sister Yan, I never thought about getting anything from you?" Su Chaoxi explained. "You don't owe me anything."

"You are indeed very beautiful, but we shouldn't be like this."

"Then why have you always been so nice to me?" Yan Ange unconsciously hugged Su Chaoxi tightly, smelling the scent of sunshine on the boy.

"You often come to take care of me, make medicine for me, and buy things I need." Yan Ange said to himself.

"Why do you give me hope?" Yan Ange's voice trembled.

"I wasn't nice to you at first, and I made you lose face."

"The reason is very simple, because you deserve to be treated like this." Su Chaoxi picked up the white dress that Yan Ange had taken off, and he continued.

"The young man you saved in the Trial Pavilion was me."

"You are weak and the weather is a bit cold. Can you put on some clothes first?" Su Chaoxi's tone was gentle, as if he was coaxing her.

"Did this happen? Are you lying to me?" Yan Ange thought the same thing as Su Chaoxi. She didn't remember this incident.

Yan Ange gently covered her towering chest, her spring light leaking out through her fingertips, and she spoke weakly.

"Am I not beautiful? Or do you not like me?"

"I have nothing more to give you."

At this moment, Yan Angge lost all her hard disguise, leaving only her fragile and soft inner core, revealed in front of Su Chaoxi.

"You are beautiful, I like you, and I am trying my best to suppress the desire to push you down." Su Chaoxi expressed his thoughts frankly.

There is such a beautiful woman in front of you, looking so pitiful and ready to be picked by you.

If Su Chaoxi had not watched countless movies in his previous life and had not developed some resistance, it would have been difficult for him to control himself.

"Then why you?"

"I've already said it, you saved me, you don't owe me anything, how can I take advantage of you?" Su Chaoxi helped her put on the long skirt, and during this time he inevitably saw her beautiful figure again.

"If you hadn't saved me, I would definitely not be polite." Su Chaoxi comforted Yan Ange and joked.

"Hmph." Yan Ange put on her long skirt, and her proud figure was hidden under the white skirt again.

"Do you regret it?" Yan Angge asked suddenly.

Su Chaoxi nodded. "Since you're already regretting it, you should just go with the flow."

"It's not too late to regret now, as long as you promise not to come again." Yan Ange put her hand on the long skirt again, as if she was going to take it off in the next second.

"Forget it, just be honest." Su Chaoxi hurriedly stopped Yan Ange's actions. If he did it again, his rationality would really break.

Yan Ange sneezed quietly.

"You're going to catch a cold. Come into the house and cover yourself with a blanket to warm yourself up." Su Chaoxi responded quickly.

"I'll go to the kitchen and cook a few dishes."

Yan Angge wanted to say something, but Su Chaoxi acted particularly strong this time.

"Don't tell me anything. Go to bed first. If you get sick, I'll come to you every day and annoy you to death."

Yan Ange didn't insist any longer. She went back to the room and closed the door.

The sadness faded and her heart began to pound.

He actually did such a shameful thing in front of Su Chaoxi.

He saw them all.

Yan Ange dived into the bed and buried himself.

She had complicated emotions towards Su Chaoxi. She wanted to see him come, but she also didn't want him to come.

She was afraid that as a person with not much time left, she would develop fantasies and hopes about Su Chaoxi.

This would make her regard his arrival as the light in the dark days and place her hopes on Su Chaoxi.

This was hard to accept for Yan Ange, who had always been proud.

But if Su Chaoxi really didn't come, she would be sad and painful, and even more lost.

So Yan Angge thought of exchanging his only precious thing with Su Chaoxi, so that he could feel at ease to accept Su Chaoxi's company.

But she didn't expect that Su Chaoxi gave a different explanation.

The care he takes of me now is a way of repaying me.

She really couldn't remember this incident. She only remembered that the annoying Su Chaoxi had rubbed her chest.

However, the two did not cross this line, and Yan Ange was relieved. She was also worried that Su Chaoxi had been with her all this time just to get her body.

When Su Chaoxi came to the kitchen, he was still a little distracted, with Yan Angge's look of waiting to be picked still in his mind.

He washed his face with cold well water to suppress the evil fire in his heart.

I concentrated on cooking for Yan Ange. After all, Senior Sister Yan was a pitiful person.

Is she a bad woman? Su Chaoxi thinks she is not.

The third dish was cooked when Yan Ange, who had changed her clothes, walked out of the room. She sniffed the fragrance coming from the kitchen.

A faint smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

At this moment, she took off the white dress, put on a blood-red dress, and put red rouge on her lips.

It makes the whole person's temperament less melancholy and more charming.

She appeared behind Su Chaoxi, patted his shoulder gently, and spoke in a gentle voice:

"How's it going? Do you need my help?"

"It's okay. It's your birthday and you're the birthday boy. How can I ask you to work?" Su Chaoxi smiled and waved his hand. He turned around and saw Yan Ange, who had changed his clothes.

He was stunned, as if he saw the elegance of the former Holy Maiden of Qinglan Sect.

Yan Angge was very satisfied with Su Chaoxi's reaction.

She smiled sweetly and said, "How about it? Does it look good?"

"I haven't worn it for a long time. I don't know why I wanted to wear it today."

"It's very beautiful." Su Zhaoxi nodded. "I seem to see you in the past."

"Go wait outside first, don't let the smoke get on your skirt."

"Yes, Su Chaoxi." Yan Angge called him.

"what happened?"

"Thank you."

"What's good about this..." Su Chaoxi didn't finish his words because Yan Angge kissed him.

Blocked his words.

Yan Ange's kiss was so sweet that Su Chaoxi couldn't help but indulge in it.

Chapter 11 I'm worried that my sister won't be able to handle it

After their lips parted, Yan Ange left as if escaping.

Leaving Su Chaoxi behind, he sighed. This was the third time he was kissed by a woman.