Starting From A Son In Law To Build An Long Lasting Family Chapter 1907: 495: Return to the Myriad Demon Abyss, the Might of the Soul-calling Beast!
Previously on Starting From A Son In Law To Build An Long Lasting Family...
Several days afterward.
Within the Five Poisons Cult's Five Saints Hall, the Sect Hierarch's private chambers lay in utter chaos.
Opulent and finely crafted furnishings had been knocked aside, while the cups on the desk had tumbled down, their contents forming little pools of liquid that shimmered with a misty light.
The prominent purple sandalwood desk and seats showed fractures, with one leg of the table twisted a bit, suggesting it had suffered a brutal impact.
The lavish purple jade couch, typically used by the Five Poisons Cult Leader for repose, appeared rumpled and chaotic, folded like a discarded parchment.
Curtins resembling drifting clouds, once neatly arranged, now dangled haphazardly as if battered by a raging gale, some thin pieces of cloth feebly clinging to the couch's side.
The hanging veil, normally softly drooping, had been ripped apart into shreds, intertwined with a graceful purple-red gown of elegant silk that had fallen to the floor, releasing a faint, enduring scent.
Nearby, a gleaming silver ornament rested alongside multiple crumpled pairs of silk stockings strewn about, mixed with diverse kinds of stilettos and ornate slippers, infusing the entire chamber with an alluring and captivating vibe.
"Swish——"
Right then, a soft murmur like flowing spring water resounded from the adjacent side room in the chambers.
Nangong Mili slowly came to, her stunning eyes misty and unfocused, as she observed Lu Changsheng in the bath alongside their Sect Leader...
In her mind, she pondered that only their Sect Leader, a mighty Nascent Soul True Lord, could endure Lu Changsheng's formidable build.
Before, she thought she and Little Chan had pushed to their extremes with Lu Changsheng, but now she saw how insignificant her late Core Formation realm truly was amid his intense advances...
Observing her Sect Leader's rosy face, skin flushed and dotted with tiny sweat drops, Nangong Mili felt her emotions ripple inside.
She had witnessed her Sect Leader in this condition previously, yet never so utterly defenseless and exposed.
Seeing their typically aloof and superior Sect Leader, the Nascent Soul True Lord, now yielding to involuntary cries beneath Lu Changsheng's thrusts, revealing raw and primal allure, it was simply...
Still, she was their Sect Leader after all, and the deep-seated respect built over time wouldn't fade away instantly.
Nangong Mili simply observed in silence, her gaze dreamy, with inner tides surging.
Time slipped by unnoticed, until the young Five Poisons Cult Leader, around sixteen or seventeen, slumped limply in the bath, her slender fingers tracing her faintly swollen belly, her lovely eyes glazed in ecstasy and fluttering shut, before she drifted into slumber, her form wrapped in multicolored light, slowly reverting to her normal poise.
"Huff!"
Lu Changsheng let out a satisfied exhale, feeling no weariness at all, just invigorated and alive.
Since reaching the Fourth Rank Physique level.
Actually, more precisely, the Quasi-Fourth Rank Physique, he hadn't felt this utterly fulfilled in ages.
In the past, he could somewhat let loose with just Hong Lian, Nangong Mili, and her apprentice.
However, as his Physique climbed to full Fourth Rank and his bodily power surged yet again, he found himself needing to curb his strength once more.
Over these recent days, confronting the Five Poisons Cult's Sect Leader, that Nascent Soul True Lord, he at last unleashed fully.
Yet, looking at the bath where the Five Poisons Cult Leader's fragile frame rested exhausted and shrouded in five-hued glow, a wave of remorse swelled in his chest.
He had truly not been gentle enough with Ayoudo.
Despite her status as a Nascent Soul Cultivator, she hadn't tempered her body, leaving her frame merely average in resilience.
He promptly extended his arms to scoop the petite form of the Five Poisons Cult Leader from the water, stepped out onto dry ground, and turned his gaze toward Nangong Mili standing nearby.
"You... you've made the Sect Leader pass out."
Nangong Mili's words came with a hint of breathlessness, laced with astonishment, delivered in a gentle, seductive whisper.
Though she herself had just recovered from fatigue, their Sect Leader was a Nascent Soul True Lord, after all.
For even a Nascent Soul Cultivator to black out from Lu Changsheng's relentless passion, this, this, this...
"Doesn't Mili wish to end up like the Sect Leader?"
Lu Changsheng grinned and remarked.
"No... I don't want to....."
Even if such ecstasy was pure delight, her body still throbbed with soreness right after stirring awake.
As Lu Changsheng anticipated, Nangong Mili replied that way; he gave a soft chuckle, then lifted her dainty bare feet, free of any slippers or stockings.
Her ten toes, clear as jade berries, tempted flawlessly.
The nails, tinted with goldenrod dye, set off her flawless pale skin, exuding a quiet charm.
"Mmm~" Nangong Mili's slender phoenix-like eyes flicked toward Lu Changsheng, her tone lightly playful in the hum, before her pretty eyes narrowed a touch, brows occasionally knitting, toes occasionally flexing, while her pale feet and full legs quivered faintly.
Aware that Nangong Mili's form hadn't fully mended, Lu Changsheng refrained from pressing on, merely cradling her affectionately for a while, then carried both her and Ayoudo back into the main chambers.
Surveying the messy scene in the room, Lu Changsheng gave a slight shake of his head.
He reflected that this stemmed from merely a Fourth Rank Physique.
What kind of spectacle would arise if two Fifth Rank Body Refining Cultivators engaged in Dual Cultivation?
"Would it involve the heavens as cover, the ground as mattress, and woods and hills as drapery?"
Lu Changsheng pictured the chaos from two Body Refining Cultivators in Dual Cultivation and couldn't suppress a laugh, before settling down to rest with the two women.
...
Though Ayoudo had lost consciousness, she roused after about an hour of repose.
Upon fluttering her eyes open, she fixed Lu Changsheng with a mildly accusing look.
After all, this intense session of indulgence proved taxing even for her, a Nascent Soul True Lord.
Nevertheless, through these days of Dual Cultivation, she had sensed Lu Changsheng's physique progressing even further, achieving a breakthrough.
Noting the Five Poisons Cult Leader's condition just then, Lu Changsheng's guilt deepened; he swiftly set aside stray musings and inquired on the matter at hand: "Ayoudo, what's the latest on the Yiming Ghost Sect?"
Ayoudo's silken skin, tender and fragile as if it might shatter at a breath, retained a subtle blush, her tone feeble and faint, "Ming Sha has stayed concealed within the sect since coming back from the Vast Sand Illusion Realm; I lack the details."