Bing’er gazed at him with reddened eyes, looking pitiful.
"Alright, alright, Bing’er isn’t young;
brother will play gas with you."
Lu Changsheng held her face, pale as jade and exquisitely delicate, and kissed her, capturing the girl’s sweetness.
"Mmm~" .
In that instant, the girl lit up with the joy of a child receiving candy, quietly enjoying Lu Changsheng’s gentle affection.
Lu Changsheng wrapped his arms around the girl and sat by the bedside with her.
"Brother."
A mont later, the girl knelt down, helping Lu Changsheng undress with nimble hands.
After years of lessons, Bing’er’s porcelain-like face flushed and sank, her tongue skillfully dancing.
Bai Ling, watching by the side, wished to join in.
But given her pregnant belly, her movents were slightly less graceful than Bing’er’s.
Lu Changsheng looked at their faces, resembling twin lotuses, and felt an inexplicable pleasure surge through his heart.
After basking in their service, Lu Changsheng rewarded the two, supporting Bing’er’s slender waist like a willow in the breeze.
Though she appeared fragile and delicate, her physical strength was imnse.
Like a lone boat in turbulent waves, no matter how it was tossed, it remained steadfast, unmoved by the surging tide.
Bai Ling softly comforted Bing’er, who was unwittingly tearful, with a sisterly deanor.
Afterwards!
Afterwards!
Afterwards!
On the bed, Bing’er nestled against Lu Changsheng like a gentle and obedient kitten.
After a while, Lu Changsheng turned to Bai Ling beside him, her cheeks flushed, skin as flawless as white jade, her eyes radiating alluring charm.
Considering Bai Ling was with child.
The sideways parking skill taught by Lu Ancestor over the years had beco second nature to him.
In no ti, Bai Ling was left in tears, cheeks blushing, body curling up.
...
After consoling the two won, Lu Changsheng exited the Mount Suru Cave Heaven to the Lu Family Mansion, seeing his daughter Lu Wangshu chatting cheerfully with ng Xiaochan.
"Sister Xiaochan, do you have any special poisons that even a Nascent Soul Immortal can’t break?"
Lu Wangshu was usually very aloof, with an air of unapproachability.
Yet if she wished, she could easily get along with anyone.
"If it’s just to make a Nascent Soul Immortal unable to break it, I could make sothing, but to make it impossible for them to break would be much more difficult..."
ng Xiaochan, new to Bi Lake Mountain, was very friendly towards these proactive Lu Family disciples.
Hearing Lu Wangshu’s words, she revealed she had poisons capable of restraining Foundation Establishnt cultivators, claiming ninety percent of people couldn’t break them.
Even a Nascent Soul Immortal would need to exert great power to deal with it.
"Xiaochan, don’t listen to her nonsense."
Seeing this, Lu Changsheng imdiately spoke.
His daughter dabbling in alchemy, artifact refining, and puppetry was one thing, but now thinking of poisons was just impractical.
"Lu Lang."
ng Xiaochan, upon hearing this, grasped the hem of her dress, looking as though she had done sothing wrong.
"Father, I was just curious."
Lu Wangshu wasn’t particularly afraid of her father, standing with her arms at her back and pouting.
"Don’t I know you?"
Lu Changsheng stepped up, gently knocking her smooth, white forehead, saying, "If such a strong poison isn’t properly managed, it can easily harm oneself."
"Moreover, using poison is a thod many factions fear, so it’s best to refrain from it."
In the Jiang Country Cultivation Realm, aligned with righteous forces, there was so taboo against such poisonous thods.
Not considered part of the Demon Path.
But such thods were too insidious, hard to defend against, feared by many factions, regarded as underhanded.
For a Loose Cultivator, using such sinister thods wasn’t an issue.
But clan cultivators using such tactics could severely impact their reputation.
Plus, Jiang Country had few poison experts, and most poisons in the market at best affected Foundation Establishnt cultivators.
If he developed a poison directly lethal to Foundation Establishnt cultivators...
Hiss, could it fill a market void?
"dicine and poison are inseparable;
like Danxia Mountain focuses on alchemy, naturally understanding many poisonous thods, but they never publicize it."
Lu Changsheng shook his head, not considering venturing into the poison business.
Though lucrative with a substantial market, such business would attract unnecessary trouble.
"I know, I’m only thinking of self-defense."
Lu Wangshu remarked.
"You lack self-defense thods?"
Lu Changsheng asked with a hint of amusent.
"Though I have so ans, whenever I think of encountering that Core Formation heretic cultivator back then, I feel insecure, wanting more trump cards..."
Lu Wangshu presented an aggrieved look, speaking fearfully.
"..."
Lu Changsheng, even knowing his daughter was acting, couldn’t help but soften, gently smoothing her black silky hair, reassuringly saying, "Alright, with father here, focus on your cultivation. Once you break through to the Foundation Establishnt Middle Stage, I’ll craft a Magical Treasure Embryo for your protection."
"Hehe, thank you, daddy."
Lu Wangshu, hearing this, imdiately clung to her father’s arm, thanking coquettishly, showing no trace of sadness.
Lu Changsheng chuckled, shaking his head.
ng Xiaochan, watching father and daughter, suddenly missed Nangong Yaoyao.
In the past, Nangong Yaoyao was just as mischievous around her, seeking favor.
However, looking at Lu Changsheng’s peerlessly handso face, thoughts of having a child herself crossed her mind.
A child to dote on, to bring joy.
...
After sending off Lu Wangshu, Lu Changsheng and ng Xiaochan strolled around Bi Lake Mountain, inquiring about her poison expertise.
Despite the poor reputation around poison use.
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