Don't mess with him, his three beautiful masters are too cruel

"Sister, are you wearing this on purpose for me to see?"

Chu Lingxiao asked.

Yun Lingyao: “…”

Her delicate face instantly turned red like a tomato. She frowned slightly and asked, "How did you know I was wearing stockings underneath?"

Chu Lingxiao said: "Although you are wearing jeans, your stockings are showing at your ankles."

Yun Lingyao pouted and said, "You observe me so carefully!"

Chu Lingxiao chuckled, "Since Senior Sister has put it on, of course I want to see it!"

"Are you...are you so impatient?"

Yun Lingyao's face turned red all the way to her neck due to shyness. After she arrived in Jiangnan, she went out of her way to buy black stockings during her rest time.

Although she bought it and wore it, she didn't have the courage to show it to Chu Lingxiao because it was too embarrassing.

But Chu Lingxiao insisted on watching.

After taking off Yun Lingyao's tight jeans, Chu Lingxiao saw Yun Lingyao's slender legs wrapped in black stockings!

Extremely sexy!

Extremely tempting.

"Ling Xiao, what are you going to do?"

"Sister, I'll just touch it."

"Didn't you say you just wanted to touch me?

Why did you take off my jeans?

Aren't you afraid that someone will see you?"

"Aren't we in the car now?

And it’s very remote here.”

"Junior brother, you planned this in advance, right?"

"Woo~"

Yun Lingyao's pink little mouth was blocked by Chu Lingxiao's mouth again.

The car began to shake.

Moreover, it is getting more and more intense...

……

"So this is how it feels..."

An unknown amount of time had passed before Yun Lingyao's whole body trembled and she collapsed in Chu Lingxiao's arms.

Her plump breasts rose and fell rapidly due to her heavy breathing.

Continuously squeezing Chu Lingxiao's solid chest.

"What does it feel like?"

Chu Lingxiao asked.

"It hurt a lot at first, and I hated you for using so much force, but then gradually..."

As she spoke, Yun Lingyao blushed, her red lips pursed tightly, her face as red as a peach blossom. She patted Chu Lingxiao lightly and said shyly: "I won't tell you!"

Chu Lingxiao laughed and said, "Then I'll let you experience that feeling again."

"Just experience it once?"

Yun Lingyao pouted.

"How many times do you want?"

Chu Lingxiao said in surprise.

"lifetime!"

Yun Lingyao pressed her soft and delicate body against Chu Lingxiao, hugged him tightly with her arms, and kissed him deeply.

The car started shaking again.

……

It was already ten o'clock in the evening when Chu Lingxiao returned to the Chu family.

At this time, he was staggering when walking, his eyes were dark, and his stomach was growling with hunger.

"Hey!"

Chu Lingxiao sighed.

The woman in the space asked: "Why are you so emotional?"

Chu Lingxiao shook his head and said, "I am already an eight-star martial saint, why am I still so weak?"

The woman snorted coldly, "You are overindulging yourself. It has nothing to do with your level of cultivation. Even if you are a Martial Immortal or Martial Emperor, you will become like this if you do it too much!"

Chu Lingxiao: "..."

He asked curiously, "How do you know so much, senior?"

The woman snorted again: "I had a master who was just like you, lustful and insatiable, and eventually fell from the altar!"

Chu Lingxiao: "..."

He said disapprovingly: "A blacksmith must be strong himself. I am still young and I am not as good as your master!"

The woman laughed and said, "You're bragging! Your senior sister and second sister are still at your house. Let's see how you spend the night!"

Chu Lingxiao frowned and swallowed. He said nothing, but he felt uneasy.

So, after he returned to the Chu family, he slipped back to his room quietly.

But Hong Wu and Yang Mi naturally felt Chu Lingxiao's aura.

Hong Wu sent a message to Yang Mi: "Junior sister, why didn't Junior Brother flirt with us when he came back today?"

Yang Mi: "Maybe it's too late and he doesn't want to disturb us."

Hong Wu: "Don't worry, if he wants, he can wake us up even in the early morning."

Yang Mi: "That's true, could it be that he's not good at that?"

Hong Wu thought about it and replied, "It's possible. He's only in his twenties and he's already suffering from impotence. Isn't that tragic?"

Yang Mi: "Sister, let's go find some medicine to improve kidney function for Junior Brother to take."

Hong Wu: "It's not enough to just improve kidney function. Let's go find some top-notch aphrodisiacs and have Junior Brother take them so that he can recover his divine power!"

Yang Mi: "Senior sister is right! Tomorrow night we will let Junior Brother become a man again!"

At this time, Chu Lingxiao was sitting cross-legged.

And his whole body shuddered.

He had a very bad feeling.

But he no longer thought about these things, and instead focused his attention on the cultivation resources in the space.

This time he obtained a large amount of cultivation resources in the Ziwei Fairyland, including an astonishing amount of elixirs and unknown spiritual energy.

"Even if you use them all, you can only be promoted to one star at most, or even not to one star at all!"

The woman in the space said.

Chu Lingxiao sighed and said, “Promotion to the Martial Saint realm consumes so many resources!

Wouldn't it be an astronomical number of resources required for a Martial Honor to advance?"

The woman said: “So even the big bosses of those powerful forces, their advancement to the Martial Honor Realm is extremely slow.

Sometimes, it would take them several years to accumulate enough cultivation resources to advance to one star.

But you are different from them. You advance too quickly, and your foundation is not as deep as those strong people who advance slowly.

Therefore, you will need more resources to advance to the later stages of Martial Saint.

This will make up for what you lack due to your rapid advancement."

Chu Lingxiao nodded, and after thinking for a while, he said: "Instead of doing this, it is better to distribute these cultivation resources reasonably.

I kept a part of it and distributed the rest to my senior sisters, Black Mountain Patriarch and others.

After all, their overall strength has improved, and my rear is stable.”

So next, after Chu Lingxiao entered the meditation domain, he only used half of the cultivation resources in the space.

And with the help of the Heavenly Dao Buddha Sutra, his cultivation had actually risen to the peak realm of an eight-star Martial Saint, and he was almost able to break through to a nine-star Martial Saint.

This time, when practicing the Heavenly Dao Buddha Technique, Chu Lingxiao was shocked to find that his body was rapidly and greedily absorbing every bit of energy in the meditation area!

This feeling is quite similar to the Zi Wei Shi Xiang Gong.

When he planned to practice Zi Wei Shi Xiang Gong to compare the results, he was shocked by his discovery.

No matter how he practiced this set of skills, there was no response in his body.

"I don't even know the Purple Star Devouring Appearance Technique anymore!"

Chu Lingxiao said in surprise.

The woman thought for a moment, frowned and said, "No! It's because your Heavenly Dao Buddha Art swallowed up the Purple Star Devouring Phase Art!"

"what?"

Chu Lingxiao was so shocked that his jaw almost dropped!

Can one set of skills devour another set of skills?

This kind of thing is really unbelievable!

The woman said: “In the martial arts world, apart from humans, spiritual weapons, strange fire, and the magic weapons in your space all have self-awareness.

Therefore, it is very likely that this technique has acquired self-awareness through evolution.

So it can devour other skills and strengthen itself!"

Chu Lingxiao: "..."

His eyes widened, cold sweat oozing from his forehead, he said in disbelief: "This sounds creepy!"

The technique is actually a living thing!

This was really beyond Chu Lingxiao's understanding.

But Chu Lingxiao chose to believe unconditionally what the space woman said.

And I thought that the skills I practiced every day were actually a being with its own consciousness.

This also made him feel uncomfortable and even fearful.