Xue Ming sat on the far end of the tomb while Xuan was walking around trying to find a path.
There was a tomb in the middle of the room, probably where the god was buried.
Earlier, he had tried punching the wall apart but it was of no good, so he gave that up and instead tried to look for sothing else that could work.
But he didn’t find anything apart from a little history of the taboo god carved on the wall.
When he began reading it out, Xue Ming stood up, realizing there was also the sa carving on her left.
Many years ago, the taboo god built a confined space where he’d tell people to join a contest.
Those who were able to use the technique the right way were rewarded beyond asure.
Because he exploited dual cultivation for the fun of his eyes, the heavenly gods banned the taboo god far away.
But it seems it wasn’t that far from Han Bai’s reach; inside this tomb, there was already a taboo technique they would use.
Once they’d done that, the path to the treasure would be unlocked and they’d be free.
And the ssage went on, saying if the flas switched off ten tis and they hadn’t cultivated, they would both run out of air and die.
Xue Ming couldn’t believe this; it seed to be a setup.
Xuan even tried transporting himself to the dinsional library, but that was a failed attempt; nothing was working.
"I’ll find another way, you just relax, okay," Xuan said.
Xue Ming nodded weakly because she knew there was no other way except they cultivate together.
They weren’t the only ones who had co here before, because there were skeletons resting on the wall, covered in webs.
Xue Ming looked away, and then all of a sudden, the place was dark.
"Xuan?" Xue Ming called out.
The darkness lasted for a few seconds, then the blue flas lit themselves again. That was one—nine more to go.
Xuan now felt weak. He sat on the floor, resting his back on the wall, facing Xue Ming.
"It’s okay, Xue. Once the ti is up, I’ll kill myself so the oxygen will be enough. Maybe you can find a way with the ti."
Hearing that, Xue Ming felt goosebumps, knowing Xuan did care about her. And if he died here, what would she tell Zhao Lan?
Xue Ming stood up and walked towards Xuan, sitting beside him. "It says satisfy the Naked Sword Art, do you have an idea about it?" she asked.
Xuan looked at her and nodded; of course he did. The technique was pretty basic and simple.
"You don’t have to if you don’t think it’s okay," said Xuan.
"No, Xuan, you can’t die just yet. You made a deal with my father, didn’t you? To marry ?"
Xuan’s heart rate increased, and he turned to look at the girl beside him, and everywhere beca dark once more—eight more tis left.
Xue Ming stood up, facing Xuan. She let out a very heavy sigh, and the laces on her shirt loosened; her skirt fell down her slender legs.
In front of Xuan, his crush, was a black bra and panties. She looked away, shy.
Xuan didn’t need to be told twice and slowly stood up. He walked up to her and lifted her chin to see her face. "I’m really sorry."
Xue Ming stared into his eyes, slowly shifting her lips closer. As the flas switched off again, when they lit up, they were already kissing.
Xuan had never felt a gentle kiss like this one. He kissed her on her neck, while Xue Ming had her arms around his neck.
Xuan lifted her up onto the tomb, and Xue Ming quickly untied his robes. His somorphic body pressed against her breast.
"Kissing isn’t the technique, is it?" Xue Ming said.
Xuan understood the aning of her words so well. When Xue Ming saw his naked sword dangling side by side, she looked away with flushed cheeks.
Xuan carried her by her soft ass, which even sank his hands right in. He dropped her on the floor, with knees joined together.
"Xuan, can we turn off the light?" She didn’t want Xuan to see her because she was shy, but that wasn’t a problem.
The light could definitely not be turned off, so Xuan tore a cloth from his black robe and blindfolded his eyes.
As that was done, Xuan suddenly felt a force pushing him back. It was Xue Ming who pushed him to rest on the floor.
With that done, she stared at the erect dragon and swallowed hard. Xue Ming crawled her way toward the cock.
Grabbing hold of it with her cold hands, as Xuan attempted to stand up, she pushed him back on the ground.
Just like in novels she had read, she knew how this worked. Xue Ming held the dick and, with precise aim, "Nymmm," she moaned, arching her back forward as her thick breasts were grabbed by Xuan.
Xue Ming slowly began bouncing on top of the dick, with Xuan assisting her hips’ up-and-down movent.
"God, this feels good," thought Xuan. He felt overwheld, and any mont now, he could lose control.
The taste of it was better than milk vanilla, and every smack that was heard was accompanied by Xue Ming’s little moan.
As of now, Xuan’s dick was completely drenched with the sweet vanilla. Xue Ming bent her body, her breasts touching the floor, her knees down, and her butt facing Xuan.
He grabbed hold of her ass; though blindfolded, he could clearly see the spectacle in front of him.
As he drove the key inside her lock, Xue Ming found her eyes rolling back. Xuan slowly drove it in; her sweet vanilla hole was sothing else.
He could literally taste it in his mouth. The feeling was a million tis better than what he expected.
And Xue Ming, who hadn’t had sex before, couldn’t believe what she was missing.
Anyti it seed Xuan wanted to remove his dick, she would hold it and put it back inside her. "Mmmm...uhh," she moaned.
Where he held the tomb, with Xuan smacking her from behind, her breasts began bouncing with the rhythm of the smack that sent a vibrating chill through her entire body.
Xue Ming was filled with sweetness, as if she had entered a river and ca out.
As much as the act was sweet, tears rolled down her eyes because it hurt her, since it was her first ti.
Even Xuan noticed her vagina was really tight, so tight that she was squeezing an ocean of yin out of him.
Sothing she had never tasted before; having tasted it now, she needed all of it.
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anwhile...
Sue Ninger and her friends were lost, looking for the tomb. They were standing beside the hole, but they didn’t know it was right underneath them.
When the demons attacked, they were lucky enough to have survived, but not without injuries.
"Hey, I think I found sothing," one of them said. He found the hole.
"Damn, that’s it, just look at the treasures in it," Chen Fang jovially scread.
Without hesitating, they all went inside, landing perfectly. The golden treasure surrounding the whole place left them in amazent.
That is until they saw Han Bai, packing a lot of gold inside the third bag; two beside him were already filled up.
"Hey!" Chen Fang yelled.
"Oh shit." Han Bai knew he was in trouble. He looked at the sealed tomb and wondered when those two lovebirds would co out.
"Look, the treasure is enough to go around, so I’m not looking for any trouble," said Han Bai, stepping back as the alchemist students were now walking down.
"Yes, mate, the treasure is enough, but you ain’t getting nothing from it."
Boom!
Chen Fang dashed towards Han Bai and landed a big slap on the boy’s chest. Kweuk. Blood oozed from his mouth.
The force was so strong that when Han Bai’s back hit the far wall, it ford a web crack and bounced him forward.
Chen Fang expected that to happen, so he was already beside Han Bai, and as the wall bounced him back, Chen Fang was there to cover Han Bai’s face and slam it against the wall.
"So why don’t we get started packing my treasures," Chen Fang said. The alchemist students saw what he did wasn’t good.
But none of them there could challenge Chen Fang, so they brought out their bags and started packing the treasures, except Sue Ninger, who stood watching.
"Didn’t I tell you I’d give you all the treasures in the world?" said Chen Fang. He attempted to move a step towards Sue Ninger; however, Han Bai was holding on to his feet.
As Chen Fang almost kicked Han Bai’s face, a loud explosion was heard—it was from the top. Rocks started falling down.
The next thing, Xuan jumped down with an amazing pose, his eyes still blindfolded. He was only in his trousers because his robe was now torn, his somorphic body exposed.
Xuan stood up, cracking his knuckles, all eyes on him.
"Step away from my friend," was what Xuan said to Chen Fang.
Han Bai was his De bruney; if he hadn’t deceived them into that tomb, Xuan wouldn’t be holding this much power he felt right now.
While Xue Ming was still inside the tomb, sleeping. She had done well.
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