The corridor was narrow, with dim candles hanging on the walls, their flas flickering softly.
The sound of thunder echoed loudly in the distance, shrouding the capital city in a veil of heavy rain.
At this mont, Lucian's hands choking her throat, and the other squeezing her soft chest.
"Please punish this lowly bitch," Yun Yunxi spoke sultrily through his tight grip.
"Oh! Where do you want to punish you?" Lucian said, slapping her chest roughly, watching as her breasts jiggled from the impact.
Slap! Spank!
"Agh! Uh! Punish in front of my worthless husband who has a pee-shooting pinky for a cock!"
Lucian was surprised!
He thought she would say to use her mouth or pussy, but to punish her in front of her husband!?
This woman…
Just the type of Milf he liked…
He chuckled, and was about to turn her around to taste her lips, when he seed to sense sothing.
Lucian's Soul Sense imdiately entered his Space Ring and his brows raised in surprised.
The small jade sword which was Daoist Master Qin's inheritance key was vibrating wildly!
Although curious, he didn't check it imdiately but turned his attention back to Yunxi, "Madam Yunxi, I want to rest now. Show my room."
"But young master, I thought…" She looked disappointed as Lucian released her throat and stepped back from her voluptuous body.
"Open your mouth and stick out your tongue," He smirked.
She imdiately parted her lips and extended her cute tongue, her eyes filled with submission as she gazed up at him.
Driiiip~!
He gathered a thick glob of saliva in his mouth and let it slowly drip down onto her waiting tongue, connecting their mouths lewdly.
Guuulp~~!
She quickly took her tongue back into her mouth, swallowing his juice.
"Don't worry, I'll take care you tonight," Lucian laughed.
She could only nod, her plump lips forming a slight pout. She straightened her disheveled clothes, then started walking again.
After an incense stick of ti, Lucian sat on the bed and scanned the room carefully to check for any formation. Then he took out his small sword.
It was still vibrating!
As he poured his Spiritual Energy into the sword, it grew into a longsword.
"Finally, junior brother Aldric, you replied! Where have you been? It has been over three months since the last ti we talked…" An energetic voice ca out from the sword!
Lucian was taken aback!
"Who?" After thinking for a mont, he asked cautionly.
"Eh? You're not Aldric! Who are you?" The voice asked, sounding confused.
Lucian breathed a sigh of relief inwardly as he quickly realized that this mysterious figure couldn't see or sense him. Moreover, the chances of him being tracked through this sword were very low.
Surely, Daoist Master Qin wouldn't leave such an obvious flaw, right?
Otherwise, soone with a higher Cultivation stage would have already gathered all ten swords.
"Unfortunately Senior Brother Aldric had died," Lucian spoke in a painful voice through his Soul Sense.
"KAKAKA… So that arrogant shit is finally fucked?" A grating voice erged, like glass scraping against tal, "Well, I intended to kill that fucker anyways.."
"Senior Xin, you shouldn't talk about junior brother Aldric in that way," the previous voice reprimanded, sounding genuinely upset.
"Forget about him. You, new guy, you didn't introduce yourself yet," This ti a cold and heavy voice cut through the conversation.
"Greetings seniors. My senior brother Aldric and I have the sa master. My na is Yun Wuji," Lucian replied back timidly.
There was a mont of silence as if the voices were considering his words.
The first voice asked in a puzzling tone, "Are you really Aldric's junior brother? Why haven't I heard about you before? He never ntioned having a junior brother."
"Hmph! What a waste of ti! Did you ever tell us anything about your mother's information?" The crackling voice sneered.
"My mother? What does she have to do with this?" The first asked back in a confused voice.
"Enough. Let's get down to business," The cold voice said indifferently, "If you have the sword, you are now part of our group whether we like it or not.
Hey what's your Cultivation stage?"
"S-senior I just reached mid Golden Core stage..." Lucian replied.
"What the fuck! Even my dog has higher cultivation than you!" This ti, a voice like a beast ca from the sword, "How did soone like you get one of the swords?"
"Senior, can you tell your Cultivation level?" Lucian asked carefully, trying to sound respectful.
"Junior Brother Wuji, do you know what's above Nascent Soul Stage?" Asked the first voice with a hint of curiosity.
Lucian didn't reply imdiately, as if deep in thought, "D-divinity Transformation?"
"So you're not in complete backwater place, huh.." The beast-like voice said with a hint of mockery, "The weakest amongst us has the cultivation of peak Divinity Transformation,"
"WHAT?" This ti Lucian was really surprised.
His heart sank.
Now he surely couldn't et them until he reached their level…
At this mont, the icy voice spoke, "Don't worry. We will each use a Seventh Grade Soul Oath Talisman to make sure no one tries to kill you."
"Do you think he can even make it to the destination with his Cultivation?" the beast-like voice scoffed, "He'll be devoured by so random spirit beast!"
"Junior brother, why not share your location with us? Then, whoever is nearest can co and bring you to the inheritance location," The first voice suggested gently.
"I'll consider it," Lucian said as he swiftly channeled his Spiritual Energy into a small Rune symbol carved on the hilt's head, which he hadn't tested before.
"Wai–"
However the voice abruptly stopped, as the sword shrank back to its small size.
The communication was cut off completely!
Lucian stared at the tiny sword in his palm, his brows furrowed deeply.
"Interesting," he muttered, storing the sword back into his space ring, "Divinity Transformation cultivators, huh…"
At this mont, a knock ca from the door, interrupting his thoughts.
"Young Master, the dinner is ready." A male voice called from outside.
Lucian composed himself quickly, adjusting his robes and smoothing his expression.
Reviews
All reviews (0)