「The next morning.」
In the Women's Embroidery Tower, brocade curtains hung low, and a faint, pleasant fragrance filled the space.
Ling Changqing struggled to free himself from a tangle of thighs, threw back the Phoenix Harmony Brocade Quilt, and slowly sat up on the wide Beautiful Jade Embroidery Couch.
Looking at the stunningly beautiful bodies, their skin like dazzling snow, lying haphazardly around him, he let out a satisfied breath. His nearly depleted Essence, Qi, and Spirit began to rapidly recover.
All the women were diligent by nature. Whenever they had a free moment, they loved to pull Ling Changqing into Cultivation, happily going at it all night without tiring.
They would take turns, clinging to him and trying all sorts of tricks, vowing not to stop until he was completely drained.
Of course, with Ling Changqing's current terrifying combat prowess, it wasn't easy for the women to push him to his limits, even when they joined forces.
