After listening to Qin Mengxuan's account, Ling Changqing was silent for a long while.
He was certainly no naive, sheltered fool. He had a sufficient understanding of the cruelty and darkness of the Cultivation Realm.
To secure the allegiance of a Child of Destiny like himself, similar bloody battles would likely be unavoidable in the future. Massacres on an even grander scale would not be uncommon.
Of course, he didn't need to worry about any of it. Rather than concern himself with those irrelevant people, he might as well hold his beautiful woman and focus on his Cultivation.
"Darling..."
Her beautiful face flushed red as the incomparably charming Qin Mengxuan chided him, pressing her long, shapely leg down on his hand.
'Honestly, this man is getting fresh with me again.'
Ling Changqing just chuckled. He wrapped his arms around her smooth, firm waist and captured her glossy, alluring lips in a kiss, unleashing another passionate storm...
