White Bone Demon Palace, atop the pill stairs.
Lu Changsheng’s crimson eyes were deep and hellish, roughly and wildly dragging the Six Paths Demon Consort, as if riding a wooden horse.
The Fourth Rank physique cultivated from the Hundred Refinents Treasure Body Art and the Brahman Demon True Saint Technique was filled with explosive power.
The surging qi-blood and masculine aura washed over the voluptuous, sensual, and fragrant beauty like a tide.
Six Paths Demon Consort, the Dao Companion of the Six Path Demon Lord, one of the most respected female cultivators in the Starry Sky Sea.
A normally noble and elegant Nascent Soul True Lord, beautiful yet dignified and grand, now before Lu Changsheng, this Nascent Soul cultivator was like a plump, tender lamb awaiting slaughter, weak, pitiful, and helpless.
The entire person was completely subdued and conquered.
Yet only a Nascent Soul female cultivator like her could withstand the imnsely masculine physique, letting it erupt unrestrainedly.
Not only was there no discomfort, but she even gained an unprecedented extre experience.
She raised her delicate chin high, her hair dancing, her graceful jade body twisting like a plump and beautiful white snake, actively seeking his kiss.
Though sowhat clumsy.
Yet her hazy, enchanting eyes, intense and burning movents, seed to herald sothing.
"Demon Consort, Ghost Ship! The Ghost Ship has appeared!"
At that mont, a sharp voice rang in the Six Paths Demon Consort’s mind.
It was the call of the White Bone Ghost King.
As the ghost pet of the Six Paths Demon Consort, the ghost spirit of this White Bone Demon Palace, the White Bone Ghost King was no ignorant artifact spirit.
Upon seeing the giant ship in the depths of the Great Void, it imdiately recognized it as the most mysterious calamity among the Starry Sky Sea’s four great disasters—the Ghost Ship.
However, at this mont, the Six Paths Demon Consort was lost in a state of ecstasy.
"Master! Master! This is bad!"
Kissing the enthusiastic Six Paths Demon Consort, Lu Changsheng also heard the calls of Lu Lingjing and Qian Zhuyan.
Though not as completely imrsed as the Six Paths Demon Consort, he was sowhat captivated.
After all, how many n could resist such a peerless beauty as the Six Paths Demon Consort and focus on sothing else?
Especially since there was still so residual poison of the Fairy Tears in Lu Changsheng’s body.
"What’s happening?"
He forced himself to shake off so of the intoxicating warmth before him, turning to Qian Zhuyan with a deep voice to inquire.
"Master, a giant ship has appeared; it’s very dangerous."
Qian Zhuyan quickly said, his voice eerie and rough, with a trace of grudge.
Giant ship?
Danger!
Lu Changsheng paused in his mind, imdiately guessing, could it be the Six Path Demon Lord?
If Shen Baishuang were in danger, Shen Jianjia would co imdiately.
And with Six Paths Demon Consort being... it would be normal for Six Path Demon Lord to co.
Moreover, Six Paths Demon Consort didn’t choose Nascent Soul separation, allowing herself to be... likely waiting for rescue.
"Go!"
After such a long outpouring, the effect of the Fairy Tears within Lu Changsheng had mostly dissipated, and what remained needed no further suppression.
Relying on his Chaos Body and Fourth Rank physique was enough to endure it.
"Mm!"
Yet when he pulled away, the Six Paths Demon Consort seed unwilling, continuing to lean towards him, her voice soft as silk, like a kitten purring, "Don’t..."
This voice, completely mismatched with her previous deanor, identity, aura, status, seed like a different person.
"Still want..."
The soft-as-silk yet mature and captivating voice continued, like a coquettish plea, charmingly appealing.
Paired with the beautiful woman’s snow-white jade arms and alluring eyes full of longing, even Lu Changsheng felt a tingle all over, subconsciously thinking that rejecting such a sensual appeal was simply unromantic, abrupt to the beauty.
Bewitching Technique?
Lu Changsheng shivered subconsciously, alert.
But it was not charm.
Simply charming bones naturally ford.
So... what’s with this woman?
Five Elents Peach Blossom Miasma?
Yet she as a Nascent Soul True Lord, the Five Elents Peach Blossom Miasma could at most slightly affect her, impossible to have such domineering effects.
Was she... conquered by him?
A ridiculously absurd thought crossed Lu Changsheng’s mind.
After long emptiness, a dry spell t with sweet nectar, so one act satisfied?
Any other ti, Lu Changsheng would surely want to verify.
But now the situation was urgent, he couldn’t ponder deeply, resolutely refusing the sensual appeal before him with great determination and willpower.
With a flick of his palm, he launched the Spiritual Treasure Goddess Furnace.
"Buzz!"
The Goddess Furnace was like a reclining goddess, flowing with mysterious and dazzling light, forming wave after wave of mystical fluctuations.
Then the lid opened, releasing a dreamlike smoke, beautiful and enchanting, sweeping towards the Six Paths Demon Consort.
"Cruel man!"
With the dissipating of suppressed mature lust and the call of the White Bone Ghost King in her mind, the Six Paths Demon Consort quickly woke up.
Facing the assault of the Goddess Furnace, her whole body surged with Nascent Soul magic power, blushing as she resisted the Goddess Furnace.
If Lu Changsheng were a Nascent Soul cultivator, in this situation with the Goddess Furnace, she would have no chance.
But as a Nascent Soul Cultivator, Lu Changsheng couldn’t fully unleash the power of a Middle Grade Spiritual Treasure.
"Master!!!"
Lu Lingjing’s call grew increasingly urgent.
It saw the giant ship blazing with eerie green flas approaching.
The giant ship was vast, larger than its Fourth Rank form, sailing from the depths of the void, surrounded by grey-black mist like ocean waves, exuding an indescribable sense of danger.
If Lu Changsheng wasn’t in the White Bone Demon Palace, it would have broken through the Great Void, fleeing into the boundless Starry Sky Sea.
"Whoosh—whoosh—whoosh—"
As the giant ship neared, the previously eerie green flas were seen to be lanterns onboard.
The entire giant ship, though appearing battered, was complete, hanging with eerie green lanterns, giving a sense of ancient grandeur yet ghostly desolation.
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