The sky was already turning dark, but the cave was still lingering with the heavy scent of the intense sex that Gu Fan had made the Bai Clan female disciple experience.
But right now instead of figuring out how she was going to kill him, the girl sat perfectly still on the stone floor.
She was seated cross-legged in the fra end of the cave entirely engrossed in a state of deep, frantic meditation.
And as she sat there in isolation, faint, misty Spirit Qi swirled around her pale skin like a small storm.
But while she meditated, completely unbothered to the presence of anyone else in the cave, her dark green Bai Clan robes were completely ruined.
Her shredded robe hung loosely off her shoulders and was bunched together around her waist, her soft, mud-smeared boobs and stiff, dark pink nipples were completely exposed to the humid air in the cave.
