Morning came, and it was Saturday already.
The first rays of sunlight filtered through the ornate curtains of the grand chamber, bathing the room in a soft, golden glow.
Lin Feng stirred slowly, his powerful body stretching lazily beneath the silk sheets.
No classes today finally, a day free from the rigorous demands of the academy.
He allowed himself a rare, unhurried awakening, savoring the warmth of the four beautiful women nestled around him.
As usual, his great sword had remained tirelessly erect throughout the entire night, a towering sign to his unyielding vitality and boundless yang energy.
Even now, in the gentle light of morning, it stood proudly upright, thick, veined, and throbbing with insistent need.
Nothing could ever make his dedication falter or bend and his legendary endurance was known far and wide among those fortunate enough to share his bed.
