Chapter One

"Mother, I'm leaving first."

A young man stood within a teleportation array and waved goodbye to a beautiful woman. He was strikingly handsome, with an extraordinary bearing, like fine jade on a country road, an unrivaled gentleman under heaven.

The beautiful woman wore a loose set of casual clothes, but they were disheveled and slipping off her body, leaving her magnificent breasts exposed. Her snow-white skin shimmered brilliantly in the sunlight. She was gorgeous, like a ripe fruit, delicious and dripping with juice, with arched brows, almond eyes, cherry lips, a full chest, a slender waist, and a peach-shaped ass. A peerlessly alluring beauty.

The beauty stepped forward and gently stroked the young man's face, advising him, "Tian'er, the ancestral elders in the court have divined that a chance tied to the Ancestral Dragon is about to emerge in the lower realm. We don't know why such a fortune would appear in that barbaric place, but you must get it. It will be very important to you in the future. Everything has already been arranged. Come back soon."

Qin Tian caught his mother's small hand, wrapped one arm around her slim waist, and pulled her into his arms with a smile. "I only fed you full last night. What, you already feel lonely because you won't see me for a while?"

Gong Xiaoyue did not resist her son's rudeness, pressing those huge, proud breasts against his chest. "I wouldn't miss you, you little troublemaker. With you gone, I can rest for a few days and deal with the court affairs. Ever since you came, I've practically stopped holding court. I've been in bed every day and haven't even gotten down from it. Keep this up and those ministers will end up petitioning for their lives."

Qin Tian's hands started wandering again, playing freely over the beautiful woman's body. Enjoying his mother's perfect flesh, he lifted her exquisite chin and said, "They probably would never dream that the fallen empress of the Tianhen Empire is actually a slut who fucks her own son, huh? Hahaha."

"Tch, shameless. Isn't this all because of you, you little troublemaker?" Gong Xiaoyue rolled her eyes at her son, slapped away the hand kneading her round ass, and gently pushed him back. She put her slipping clothes back in place and said, "Enough fooling around. Set off already. If you haven't had your fill yet, go play in the lower realm. With your status, the women down there are your playthings. If you take a fancy to a few, bring them back as concubines or maids or whatever."

"Mother is the most beautiful woman in the world. Having such a beauty like you, how could I ever look at other women?"

Flattered by her son, Gong Xiaoyue was visibly pleased. She covered her mouth and smiled softly. "Such a smooth tongue. I'm your mother, after all. Don't be like your useless father. My son is this outstanding; naturally he shouldn't be lacking women around him. After all, your mother can't openly be with you."

Qin Tian rubbed his nose. The useless father his mother referred to was actually the clan head of the immortal ancient Qin Clan, one of the great aristocratic families of the Great Thousand Dao Domain, an existence known as the Qin Emperor, invincible among those of the same realm, a terrifying figure who had once crushed an entire era and left every genius of that age gasping for breath.

Because of something that happened years ago, Qin Emperor and Gong Xiaoyue had fallen into a cold war, and they rarely contacted each other. Most of the time, they only learned a little about each other's situation through Qin Tian.

"Then, Mother, I'm leaving."

"Mm. Be careful on the road. I'll have Ying Ji follow you and protect your safety."

Qin Tian glanced at his own shadow and said nothing. After a long tongue kiss with his mother, he stepped into the teleportation array, turned into a streak of light, and vanished before the beautiful woman.

Gong Xiaoyue's cheeks were flushed. She slipped a hand into her skirt, and when she withdrew it and saw the damp jade fingers, she let out a faint sigh. "What a little troublemaker. He only knows how to bully me."

After saying that, a sweet smile still lingered on her face. In truth, after her son's fondling and that final tongue kiss, Gong Xiaoyue had already been soaked through. She had simply been enduring it all along; otherwise, Qin Tian probably still wouldn't have been able to leave.

With a wave of her jade hand, the casual clothes on her body instantly transformed into a majestic crimson imperial robe embroidered with sun, moon, mountains, rivers, and a hundred birds paying homage to the phoenix. A crown appeared on her head, and imperial authority spread outward in waves. At that moment, Gong Xiaoyue once again became the Luohen Empress who could, with a single rage, send blood flowing for a thousand li and rule over billions of living beings.

"Attend court!"

Like a phoenix cry, the words spread through the entire Tianhen Empire. Some ministers burst into tears at once and hurriedly saddled their horses for the imperial palace; some were in the middle of fucking their wives when they heard the summons, pulled out without mercy, and headed straight for the palace.

For the past few days, the Luohen Empress had suspended court and ignored state affairs, leaving those ministers complaining day after day, their memorials piling up into mountains at home.

A nation cannot be without a ruler for a single day. Yet Gong Xiaoyue was perfectly fine with simply going on strike and refusing to work, devoting herself to incestuous play with her son inside the palace and serving her own son. What Tianhen Empire? What state affairs? In front of her son's cock, none of it was worth mentioning.

Lower Realm, Heavenly Sword Sacred Ground

In the enormous plaza of Heavenly Sword Sacred Ground, over ten thousand disciples had gathered there, all of them assembled in one place. At the center of the plaza stood the core figures of the sacred ground: the sect master and the various elders. Even some of the ancestors whose blood and qi had withered had broken out of seclusion and stood waiting here.

The disciples had never seen such a scene. They all felt baffled. What kind of person could possibly deserve such a grand reception, enough to bring out even the ancestors?

Their Heavenly Sword Sacred Ground was one of the top forces in Tiancang Realm. Even if the ancestors of other powers came in person, there would be no need for such a display.

Tiancang Realm was the name the people of this lower world gave to their world. There was not only one lower realm, of course; people from the Great Thousand Dao Domain collectively called all of those small worlds lower realms.

"Brother Liu, do you know who we're waiting for?"

"I don't know. I've been in the sacred ground for a hundred years, and I've never seen a scene like this before."

"In my opinion, it must be some big shot!"

"Nonsense."

The person speaking got a glare from the others.

Just then, one of the ancestors who had been resting with his eyes closed suddenly opened them and said in a low voice, "He's here!"

The words had barely fallen when a seven-colored pillar of light crashed down. The tremendous force nearly sent the surrounding disciples stumbling, and those with lower cultivation were unable to stand at all.

Seeing this, the Heavenly Sword Sacred Ground's master frowned. Spiritual power erupted from his body as he steadied all the disciples who had fallen and barked, "All of you, stand properly! What kind of conduct is this!"

When the light pillar dispersed, a white-clad young man appeared in the plaza of Heavenly Sword Sacred Ground. His white robes billowed in the wind. Petals drifted past him, yet not a leaf touched his body.

There was a trace of sorrow between his brows and a faint smile at the corners of his lips, a smile whose meaning was impossible to read.

"Heavens! How can there be such a handsome young master in this world?" Some of the female disciples were utterly lost the moment they saw Qin Tian.

"Too handsome. He's so handsome I can barely keep my legs shut."

"I've never seen such a handsome young master before. A gentleman on the road like jade, unrivaled under heaven - that phrase must have been written specifically for someone like him!"

Qin Tian's arrival sent the female disciples of Heavenly Sword Sacred Ground into a frenzy. Compared with Qin Tian, they instantly felt that the senior and junior brothers of Heavenly Sword Sacred Ground were nothing but a bunch of trash.

That made the male disciples' jaws drop to the ground. Their usually aloof senior sisters and junior sisters were now behaving like brothel whores in front of a strange man, posing and throwing themselves at him.

An ancestor of Heavenly Sword Sacred Ground walked up to Qin Tian, bowed, and said loudly, "Welcome, Young Master, to my Heavenly Sword Sacred Ground. It is our great honor."

As soon as those words were spoken, the disciples who had been making a racket immediately fell silent. Many of them had never seen this ancestor before, but they had seen his portrait in the sacred ground's hall of offerings. He was the oldest ancestor of Heavenly Sword Sacred Ground, with the highest seniority!

Once again, the disciples' guesses about Qin Tian's identity were refreshed. Even their most ancient ancestor had to bend his waist and lower his head to salute him. Much less them.

Qin Tian glanced at the old man in front of him and said, "Your blood and qi are exhausted. If you obediently stayed in your coffin, you might still have lived for a few more months. Forcing your way out of seclusion now, you'll only have a few days left to live. Worth it?"

The Heavenly Sword Ancestor lowered his head and did not dare look at Qin Tian's face. "To be able to personally welcome Young Master, losing a few days of life is nothing."

"You really know how to flatter."

But the Heavenly Sword Ancestor panicked. "Young Master, every word of this old man comes from the heart. There is absolutely no flattery in it!"

"Fine. I'm not some man-eating demon. There's no need to be like this. I'll reward you with this."

Qin Tian took out a golden pill and tossed it to the Heavenly Sword Ancestor. The ancestor caught it and looked at the golden pill in his hand with confusion. With all his experience, he still could not recognize what kind of pill it was.

"This is the Dragon Origin Pill. Take it, and you can break through to the Soul Transformation Realm, enough to let you live another lifetime."

This was a pill refined in the Great Thousand Dao Domain. A barbaric place like the lower realm naturally would not recognize it. When the Heavenly Sword Ancestor heard that it could let him break through to the Soul Transformation Realm, his cloudy eyes actually began to shine. He held the pill in trembling hands.

"This old man thanks Young Master."

As he spoke, he was about to kneel, but Qin Tian reached out and steadied him.

"You're already this old. With so many disciples and descendants watching, there's no need for such a grand gesture."

"Yes, yes." The Heavenly Sword Ancestor looked at Qin Tian with deep gratitude.

The disciples of Heavenly Sword Sacred Ground were too far away to hear the conversation between Qin Tian and the Heavenly Sword Ancestor, but they could see their sacred ground's oldest and strongest ancestor constantly nodding and bowing to this young master, almost kneeling in the end. That scene shocked them deeply, and fear of Qin Tian's identity began to take root in their hearts.

"Young Master, my Heavenly Sword Sacred Ground has a total of 17,231 disciples, and all of them are here to welcome you."

At that moment, the sacred ground master, who had been standing by in the back, stepped forward and said.

"17,231 people? Then why are there only 17,230 here?" Qin Tian said casually.

The Heavenly Sword Master shuddered, his face already showing panic. The Heavenly Sword Ancestor beside him also looked grim. When they received notice from the upper realm, they had specifically ordered everyone to be present several days in advance. And yet one person was still missing!

The Heavenly Sword Ancestor spread out his divine sense. It took him quite a while to count the disciples present, and the result was exactly as Qin Tian had said: there were indeed only 17,230 people. One was missing.

"It's fine. Take me to the palace first. I'm a little tired."

"Yes, Young Master, please follow me."

The Heavenly Sword Master and the ancestor hurriedly led Qin Tian to the most luxurious and most comfortable palace of Heavenly Sword Sacred Ground. Watching Qin Tian's departing back, the Heavenly Sword Master and the ancestor both breathed a sigh of relief.

The Heavenly Sword Ancestor was no longer as humble as he had been in front of Qin Tian. He straightened his back and fixed the Heavenly Sword Master with a sharp stare. "What happened? Why was one person missing?"

The Heavenly Sword Master wiped the sweat from his forehead. "I... I don't know either. I clearly gave the order already."

"Hmph. It's a good thing Young Master didn't blame us. If Young Master had blamed us, our entire Heavenly Sword Sacred Ground would have been erased. Let this be the last time. I'm going into seclusion." His tone turned severe. "Remember this: even if Young Master tells you to die, you must not hesitate. You must die in front of Young Master without a second thought. Do you understand?"

"Yes! I understand."

After everyone left, a flash of anger crossed the Heavenly Sword Master's face.

He shouted, "Come here! Go investigate for me. I want to know who didn't come!"

Qin Tian sat in a beast-skin reclining chair, lightly tapping the armrest with his fingers.

"Come out."

He glanced at his shadow. Soon, the shadow rippled, and a person emerged from within it.

It was a woman in her twenties, wearing a black tight-fitting leather outfit, with some areas cut out in black mesh. Her figure was explosively sexy. Under the outline of the tight clothes, her curves were displayed with perfect clarity. Though not as breathtakingly beautiful as Gong Xiaoyue, she was still mesmerizing beyond compare. Her small oval face, refined features, and short dark green hair made her all the more seductive.

"Subordinate Ying Ji greets Young Master."

"You know about what happened between me and my mother?" Qin Tian asked slowly, with a smile that was hard to read.

"Please rest assured, Young Master. Ying Ji was raised from childhood by the Empress. I hold absolutely no disloyal thoughts toward either the Empress or Young Master!"

"Since Mother let you see it, then she naturally trusts you."

Qin Tian looked at her and asked with a wicked grin, "Tell me, isn't my mother pretty slutty?"

"This... Ying Ji would not dare make any careless comment about the Empress."

Ying Ji had not expected Qin Tian to ask such a question, and it made her recall the live porn show she had watched these past few days. The empress, who in her heart had always been incomparably majestic, had actually been doing such incestuous things with her own son.

"Didn't you say you were obedient? I'm asking you to answer now."

In Ying Ji's mind flashed Gong Xiaoyue riding on Qin Tian's body, twisting her hips again and again while shouting, "Daddy, I feel so good. Daddy's cock is going to fuck this daughter to death!" Along with those filthy words and that depraved expression, there was nothing regal about her at all. She looked like a complete slut.

"Slutty..." Ying Ji hesitated for a moment before saying it out loud.

She had been taken in by the Tianhen Empire since childhood, then valued and cultivated by the Luohen Empress. She wasn't stupid. The moment the empress stopped hiding the fact that she had been sleeping with Qin Tian, Ying Ji understood that she no longer had any choice. Once she knew such a secret, there was nowhere left for her to go. The meaning behind Gong Xiaoyue sending her to follow Qin Tian was already clear to her.

Qin Tian looked at the sexy woman before him. He also understood his mother's intention - nothing more than wanting Qin Tian to subdue Ying Ji and turn her into his helper, someone Ying Ji could do the dirty work when needed and get fucked when not needed. If Qin Tian did not take Ying Ji in, then knowing the secret between Gong Xiaoyue and Qin Tian, there was no way she could live.

"Young Master, let me serve you." Ying Ji seemed to have accepted her fate. She took off the tight leather outfit on her body and knelt naked between Qin Tian's legs. Carefully, she removed Qin Tian's trousers and lightly stroked his cock with both hands.

Ying Ji had an extremely hot body, with a slim waist and huge hips. A body like this would be incredible from behind. Qin Tian reached out and grabbed one of her breasts, kneading it with his fingers and feeling the elasticity beneath his hand.

It seemed she had been specially trained in this. Her blowjob skills were superb, her soft fingers sliding along the cock while her tongue licked the glans. The sensation was enough to make a man lose himself completely.

As her fingers stroked the already swollen cock, Ying Ji looked in shock at the tower of flesh before her. This was her first time observing Qin Tian's cock from such close range. Its color was not dark at all; instead, it had a glossy whiteness flushed with red, like something carved from jade. It was extremely hard and extremely large.

"So this is the cock that fucked the Empress?" Looking at the towering and beautiful cock before her, Ying Ji seemed to understand why the dignified immortal court empress had been fucked into the appearance of a slut.

She held the cock, opened her little mouth, placed her tongue beneath it, and slowly took it into her mouth. At first she was a little unaccustomed to it, but little by little she found her rhythm, and soon Ying Ji was expertly sucking and bobbing on Qin Tian's cock.

Qin Tian narrowed his eyes. While playing with Ying Ji's breasts, he enjoyed her mouth and tongue service, and at the same time he began to think.

In fact, he was a transmigrator, or rather, someone who had been reborn with his memories intact. He had already developed consciousness while still in Gong Xiaoyue's womb.

At first he thought he had transmigrated into the protagonist, but reality was not what he had imagined. He was actually a villain. Yet unlike other transmigrators, he was not merely a villain - he also knew why he had transmigrated.

In his previous life on Earth, he had been a nobody with nothing: no parents, no money. He survived on the meager wages of a restaurant waiter, living every day in a numb blur. Then one day, in a dream, a voice asked him whether he wanted to change his fate.

After Qin Tian agreed, he was reborn in Gong Xiaoyue's womb and came into the world after ten months of gestation.

Later, when he was ten years old, a memory appeared in his mind, telling him why he had transmigrated and what he was supposed to do.

Anyone who has read web fiction knows that no matter what the protagonist is, by the end he's either fighting heaven or fighting the Heavenly Dao. It seems like if you don't butcher a Heavenly Dao or something, you're embarrassed to call it an ending.

Those protagonists run rampant through this world, plundering its resources, occupying the women of this world, and whenever they feel like it, wiping out entire clans or sects. In the end they seize control of the world and become the new rulers.

These outside invader protagonists were nothing but tumors in the world, and Qin Tian was the world consciousness's means of dealing with them - using a transmigrator to kill transmigrators.

In return, the world consciousness had given him a very loving family, a terrifying background, and a handsome face, along with talent that shook both past and present. In short, the world consciousness gave him the best of everything. With all of that, Qin Tian only needed to do one thing: hunt down those transmigrated protagonists.

Actually, the world consciousness had also given him a system, but unlike the systems in other web novels, this one did not issue quests or possess a will of its own. It was very simple and very single-purpose: it could detect the existence of protagonists and give Qin Tian some hints and rewards.

For some reason, the world consciousness wanted to eliminate those tumors, but it could not directly reject those protagonists. With their so-called protagonist halos, they kept absorbing the world's fortune, allowing themselves to encounter endless opportunities and develop rapidly.

That meant Qin Tian could not simply kill them outright. They were protected by the world's fortune, and if he really tried to kill a protagonist directly, some chain of events would almost certainly let the protagonist escape in the end. Even if he forced the kill through, the backlash from the world's fortune would leave him crippled.

And the reason he had come to the lower realm, aside from the Ancestral Dragon inheritance, was also because the system had warned him that a protagonist would be born in this world.

While Qin Tian was sorting through his thoughts, a sudden wave of pleasure interrupted him. Ying Ji had been serving him orally for so long that his patience was almost at its limit.

Ying Ji held Qin Tian's thighs with both hands, bobbing up and down between his legs, taking his huge cock into her warm, wet little mouth. The saliva she produced had already soaked the front of her chest.

Feeling the throbbing and swelling of the cock in her mouth, Ying Ji knew the young master was about to cum. She wrapped her arms around Qin Tian's waist from behind, swallowed the whole cock down her throat, and then began pumping it rapidly, every stroke a deep throat.

Under Ying Ji's superb oral skills, Qin Tian's waist went numb, and he shot thick streams of concentrated essence into Ying Ji's mouth. Because he came while she was deep-throating, Ying Ji choked and had to spit out the cock while coughing. The still-spurting cock then sprayed the rest of the semen onto Ying Ji's face.

Ying Ji lifted her head and looked at Qin Tian, her seductive face and chest covered in milky-white semen. The scene could not have been more obscene.

"I'm sorry, Young Master. Ying Ji wasn't able to swallow it all."

She knelt on the floor, pressed her forehead to the ground, and apologized sincerely.

Qin Tian stepped on her head and pressed it down against the floor, saying a little sternly, "This once I'll let it slide. Don't let it happen again. Clean all of this up for me."

"Thank you, Young Master."

After thanking him, Ying Ji lay on the floor like a bitch in heat, her hips raised as she licked the semen dripping onto the ground.

Qin Tian was very satisfied with Ying Ji’s understanding. He sat there wide-legged and crooked a finger at her. "Come up here. Move yourself."

"Yes." Ying Ji stood up and straddled Qin Tian, one hand holding his cock, the other spreading her pussy open.

Her pubic hair was trimmed neatly. When she parted her outer lips, the pink inner flesh was revealed. Her opening was still tightly closed, and it was obvious Ying Ji was still a virgin.

Come to think of it, being chosen by his mother and kept at his side meant Ying Ji was outstanding in every respect. Not just in strength and talent, but also in having to learn a huge amount of sexual techniques while still preserving her virginity.

Ying Ji pressed the shaft against her entrance and gently rocked her hips, rubbing the head of his cock against her pussy.

"Young Master, can you grant me your cock? Ying Ji will serve you well. Everything I have will become yours. Please agree to let your cock take my first time, and let your big cock thrust into my slit!"

Ying Ji had completely let go and was bringing everything she had learned to bear.

Qin Tian gripped her plump hips with both hands and smiled. "You really are a good little treasure. From now on, just stay obediently by my side."

"Thank you, Young Master... ah... the Young Master’s cock is so big, it’s pushing against my hymen."

Ying Ji slowly lowered herself. Qin Tian’s cock was simply too big, and her body trembled in discomfort.

She looked up at Qin Tian, her eyes brimming with spring water, that enchanting little face radiating endless desire.

"Young Master, please personally take Ying Ji’s most precious hymen."

Qin Tian licked his lips. Ying Ji really was a rare beauty, and she was indeed excellent at serving a man. Qin Tian pressed both hands on her waist and showed no mercy at all. With a hard thrust upward, he very clearly felt himself break through something.

"Ah!"

Ying Ji cried out, burying her head against Qin Tian’s shoulder, her body trembling slightly as though enduring the pain.

Qin Tian held her close and let her adjust to the foreign thing now inside her body.

After a moment, Ying Ji braced her hands on Qin Tian’s shoulders. With her legs spread and squatting on the chair, she began to sway her plump hips, once again wrapping Qin Tian’s bloodied cock inside her body.

"Young Master, can you kiss me?" Ying Ji looked up, tears already spilling from her eyes. She was not crying because of the pain of losing her virginity. After all, she was a strong cultivator; that little pain was nothing. She was afraid of her own uncertain future.

Her status and Qin Tian’s were too far apart. If the day ever came when Qin Tian grew tired of playing with her, then death would be her only path. From then on she might become nothing more than a tool for relieving desire, used and discarded.

Qin Tian pinched her chin and pressed his mouth against her lips. Ying Ji responded just as fiercely, thrusting her waist as she sucked the cock in and out while wrapping her arms around Qin Tian’s neck and kissing him.

Their tongues tangled in each other’s mouths, exchanging saliva back and forth.

Qin Tian reluctantly let go of Ying Ji’s tongue and pulled her into his arms. "As long as you behave and don’t betray me, you’ll be my exclusive personal guard for the rest of your life."

"Thank you, Young Master. I hope you won’t abandon me in the future."

With Qin Tian’s promise, Ying Ji’s mood improved a little.

"Then it depends on how you perform." Qin Tian chuckled, lifting her plump hips and carrying her onto the bed.

"Slap."

Qin Tian forcefully smacked Ying Ji’s big ass, making the fat flesh ripple. "Stick that big ass up!"

Ying Ji gave Qin Tian a seductive look and obediently lay on the bed, raising her plump hips high.

Qin Tian grabbed her full hips with both hands, spread the flesh apart, and drove his cock straight into her wet pussy.

"Ahhh... the Young Master’s cock feels so good. Being spoiled by such a cock is Ying Ji’s greatest happiness."

"Young Master... too hard, too intense, Ying Ji... I’m going crazy, I’m... I’m cumming again..."

The two of them were joined on the bed for a very long time, until the next morning, when the battle finally ended.

Qin Tian panted as he pulled his cock out of Ying Ji’s ass. With the blockage gone, Ying Ji’s asshole was like a sluice gate opening, and streams of milky-white semen leaked out with every twitch.

Ying Ji was already completely drained on the bed, her body a total mess, her pussy soaked through, her asshole unable to close, all of it testifying to how fierce the battle had been.

Qin Tian had gone at it for an entire day and night, and he was a little tired too. He twisted his waist and sighed. "Looks like I’ll have to learn a dual-cultivation secret art when I get back, or I’m going to have a hard time keeping up."

No matter how strong Qin Tian was, he was only sixteen. Both his mother Gong Xiaoyue and Ying Ji were older than him. With one or two mature women, thirsty older ladies, he could still handle it. But if there were too many in the future, he really did fear he’d work himself to death in bed.

He carried Ying Ji out and the two of them took a bath together, washing away the filth from their bodies. Of course, with their cultivation, they could have cleaned themselves off without bathing, but Qin Tian simply enjoyed this kind of mandarin duck bath.

"Young Master, how can I let you scrub me? Let me serve you instead." Sitting in Qin Tian’s arms, Ying Ji tried to stand and bathe him, but found that her whole body was limp and weak, with no strength at all.

"Sit still, I’ll do it." Qin Tian held her close and used the towel to wipe and wash her seductive body.

Ying Ji sat obediently in Qin Tian’s lap, her back against his chest, feeling a strong sense of security. Her little face was slightly red; she could feel his concern for her.

She had seen before how those people treated their slaves and maids: after playing with them, they would just walk away; once they got bored, they’d throw them to subordinates, where they would die in gang rape. Some would even be thrown to the beasts they kept, letting maids be fucked by animals for amusement.

Qin Tian was different. Even though he was domineering in bed, he also made Ying Ji feel pleasure and satisfaction, and afterward he would actually care about her and help her bathe. That made Ying Ji feel at ease, and it warmed her heart too.

Qin Tian carried Ying Ji out of the bathroom. Neither of them was wearing clothes. When they reached the bedside, Qin Tian swept a hand over his storage ring, changed into a clean set of bedding, lay down on the bed, and pulled the naked Ying Ji into his arms.

"We used up a lot of energy. Sleep for a while," Qin Tian said.

"Mm." Ying Ji wrapped her arms around Qin Tian. Their naked bodies pressed tightly together as she rested her head on his chest and slowly fell asleep.

Qin Tian gave a helpless smile. Ying Ji seemed to lack a sense of security. Holding her soft body in his arms, he too drifted into sleep.

In truth, both Ying Ji and Qin Tian had ways to dispel the fatigue afterward, and neither of them needed sleep. But they both very much enjoyed this feeling.