Chapter 766 - 738: Female Swordswoman

"Um... ah..."

Breezy murmurs linger in the night, undulating endlessly.

The night outside the tent is as dark as ink, yet inside, the light is bright.

Sun Zhe is kneeling with his legs apart, drenched in sweat. Two long and beautiful legs, as if jade pillars, are tightly clamped under his arms, like a farmer with a plow.

His flexible, rhythmic waist moves as if equipped with an electric motor, forever untiring.

He discovers that since mastering the Celestial Yin Technique, Leng Yuening’s combat prowess has significantly increased, catching him off guard in the rush.

In just twenty minutes, the unusual tight moisture pushes him to his limits, leading him to let out a strange howl and collapse, convulsing intensely on Leng Yuening.

"Oomph! Ah, ah, ah..."

However, with a torrent of fiery magma pouring in, Leng Yuening can’t help but tremble like a blossoming branch, clutching Sun Zhe tightly, her sharp and beautiful fingernails leaving red marks on his back.

"Brother-in-law, I want more."

Sun Zhe quietly nestles in Leng Yuening’s neck, greedily breathing in the fragrance like orchid and musk when her soft voice suddenly reaches his ear.

He straightens up, looking at her with a peculiar expression, "Yuening, you’ve changed. You weren’t like this before."

During those mere twenty minutes of battle, Sun Zhe was not only engaging in combat but also transferring the medicinal power of the Human Emperor Pill to her using the "Unity Contract" taught by Yao Yuelong.

Hence, Sun Zhe feels a bit exhausted, and the cooldown period for his berserk skills is not over yet.

Leng Yuening softly hums, bashfully turning her face away, but her long legs rise to clutch Sun Zhe’s sturdy waist, seemingly afraid he’ll run away, tenderly saying: "Well, you weren’t like this before either... barely lasted."

Upon hearing, Sun Zhe looks down, his gaze falls on the spring hidden in the dark velvet, his eyes gradually becoming fervent.

The spring is expanding and contracting, at this moment spouting creamy, sticky substance, irresistibly alluring.

"Then let’s go again!"

"Tonight, whoever pleads for mercy first is the son!"

As he speaks, Sun Zhe has adjusted angles and suddenly thrusts, re-entering the warm jade vessel.

"Ooh, delightful!"

The unusual tight moisture makes him feel as if submerged in hot water, his face full of intoxication taking a gasp of cool air.

"No wonder it’s the Celestial Yin Technique!"

Leng Yuening’s crystalline toes curl tightly, frowning at him, her slender hands clutching the waterproof blanket below tightly, gasping: "I also... feel... very comfortable."

"Thunk thunk thunk..."

The dense, muffled sound of impact spreads again in the night, accompanied by gentle moans, like a splendid melody.

About two hours later.

Leng Yuening suddenly shakes her head wildly, screaming with sobs: "Daddy, I was wrong, spare me!"

Sun Zhe, with eyes red like a frenzied beast, "Now calling Grandpa is useless!"

...

Until the horizon begins to lighten, Leng Yuening nearly faints in dehydration, and Sun Zhe concludes his conquest with countless elite warriors.

"Yuening, go into the Ring Space and absorb well; I believe after this, your cultivation will improve again."

Regardless of whether Leng Yuening listens or not, Sun Zhe sends her into the Ring Space after advising.

The amount of Human Emperor Pill medicinal power Sun Zhe transferred to Leng Yuening in this conquest is unimaginable. He only knows that when sent into the Ring Space, Leng Yuening’s entire body "grew" several folds, her belly enlarged like six months pregnant.

After sending Leng Yuening into the Ring Space, Sun Zhe sits cross-legged and begins to cultivate, absorbing the Yin Essence.

Time slowly passes.

A few hours later.

Sun Zhe emits a misty aura, slowly opens his eyes, and exhales a breath of turbid air.

"Finally reached Tier Seven."

"In mastering the Celestial Yin Technique, the Yin Essence indeed is rich."

Little Dragon Girl says: "The Yin Essence captured this time is indeed dense, but primarily it’s the Human Emperor Pill’s medicinal power; otherwise, you wouldn’t have reached Tier Seven so quickly."

Adding, "However, your cultivation breakthrough is too fast, you need to consolidate quickly."

"Understood."

After tidying up briefly, Sun Zhe retracts the tent and sets off.

Considering Little Dragon Girl’s mention of "opportunity," Sun Zhe chooses to fly low, spreading his Divine Sense, not missing a single grass or tree.

However.

Flying nearly two hours non-stop, Sun Zhe sees not a single useful herb, instead inhaling a lot of swamp miasma and encountering many Jiao Beasts.

Wherever he goes, it’s either swamp or shrubbery, or the rotting carcasses of giant beasts.

Occasionally, a few human corpses are found, yet no storage belts.

Frustrated, Sun Zhe lands on a giant Jiao Beast skeleton, asks: "Sister Long, where’s this opportunity you mentioned?"

"Uh... if it could be found so easily, would it still be called an opportunity?"

Sun Zhe can’t argue with this, feeling like Little Dragon Girl is deceiving him.

But in truth, Little Dragon Girl too is puzzled, as last time she came here, it was filled with treasures.

In just seventy to eighty years, why does it feel like it’s been looted?

"Ah---!"

Just then, a shrill scream suddenly arises from the distant mist.

Sun Zhe’s spirit lifts, instantly looking towards the direction of the scream, frowning: "It seems someone’s fighting over there, Sister Long, should we intervene?"

Little Dragon Girl says: "It’s possible to snatch something valuable. Xiao Zhezi, your opportunity is right there."

Sun Zhe doesn’t waste words, spreads his wings, and flies over.

Shortly after.

Sun Zhe slows his flight, lands amidst the shrubs, and approaches the sound source in a flash.

Hiding behind a large boulder, Sun Zhe peeks and discovers a group of Outer World Cultivators surrounding a female.

The woman in the white dress has flowing long hair, looking slightly disheveled; blood red blotches on the dress appear like red ink blossoming on white paper, exuding a thrilling cruelty.

"Wow... such a beautiful fairy."

He can’t help but praise inwardly.

Little Dragon Girl’s expression is serious, "At such a time, you’re still ogling beauties. Xiao Zhezi, that female cultivator is very powerful, best not to reveal yourself; wait until they’re exhausted before intervening."

"Got it, I’m not stupid. Also, it’s not just the female cultivator, others aren’t weak either."

While one person and one dragon exchange Divine Sense, several more Outer World Cultivators are slayed under the woman’s sword.

An old man with white hair angrily shouts: "Demoness, surrender the supreme treasure, leave your entire body!"

The woman in the white dress stands arrogantly with her sword, coldly scanning the crowd, saying softly, "If it deprives you, Qingyan feels guilty, yet this item is vital to me, must compete."

"Demoness courting death!"

On the other side.

Sun Zhe’s gaze falls on the woman in the white dress, muttering: "This woman is unreasonable."

Little Dragon Girl laughs, "Isn’t that right, swordsmen never reason, just ask their swords."

"..."