834: Warm and fragrant soft jade

In all her years, she had experienced countless bloodbaths and schemes, but to have such a pure and stunningly beautiful "little girl" seriously evaluate her figure in front of her own husband... this experience was definitely a first!

Shame, speechlessness, and a trace of inexplicable pride? The complex feelings left her momentarily unsure of how to respond, so she could only bite her lower lip and glare at Yao Delong with a mix of reproach and helplessness! It was as if she were saying: Look at this "good sister" you brought back!

"Ahem!" Yao Delong finally forced a restart from his frozen state. His old face reddened slightly as he hurriedly spoke to save the situation, "Alright, Qiong Shuang! Stop fooling around! Go outside and play for a while. It's been months since I last saw Heavenly Cherry, and I've noticed her Primordial Spirit fluctuations are slightly sluggish. I need to give her a careful diagnosis and treatment to soothe her Origin."

Hearing this, Qiong Shuang's small mouth opened slightly, revealing a cunning expression that said, "I understand, I understand everything." Her ice-blue eyes sparkled with the light of insight. She wrinkled her exquisite little nose at Yao Delong and gave a light huff.

"Hmph! Big brother, you're just lying! What diagnosis? I think you just want to give Sister Luo an injection to increase her cultivation!"

Another shocking phrase!

"An injection?!" Yao Delong almost choked on his own saliva, his eyes nearly popping out! A surge of wicked fire instantly flared up!

He suddenly pulled a long face, carrying the majestic anger of a parent scolding a naughty child. "Qiong Shuang! Where did you learn that term 'injection'?! Who taught you that?!"

Seeing that her big brother seemed truly angry, Qiong Shuang shrank her neck in fear and stuck out her pink tongue, defending herself with an innocent look.

"It's... it's just those Mortals in the Clinics outside! Those old physicians all hold long silver needles and prick them into the patients' bodies, calling it an 'injection' to clear the Meridians! I... I was just making a metaphor! What's wrong, big brother? Did I say something wrong?" She blinked her large eyes, her clear gaze full of confusion and grievance.

"Uh..."

Yao Delong's chest full of anger was instantly extinguished, leaving behind incredibly awkward icy shards. His old face turned even redder.

'So... so that's the kind of injection...' His heart was streaming with tears, wishing he could find a crack in the ground to crawl into. His own "filthy" association just now... was simply... simply embarrassing!

Even a Demonic Path enchantress like Luo Tianying, who acted boldly and disregarded trivialities, was bombarded by Qiong Shuang's innocent yet powerful "Clinic injection" theory until her pretty face turned scalding hot. Even the base of her neck turned red. Ashamed, she buried her face in Yao Delong's embrace again, her shoulders twitching slightly, unsure if she was angry or laughing.

"Get out now! Don't delay my 'treatment' of Heavenly Cherry!" Yao Delong hurriedly shooed her away, his tone leaving no room for doubt as he tried to reclaim the last bit of his dignity.

Seeing her big brother's serious expression, Qiong Shuang reluctantly gave an "oh" and turned to skip outside, looking back every few steps. However, just as she was about to leave the range of the mountain valley's Restriction, she suddenly stopped. She turned back toward Yao Delong and Luo Tianying and, in a clear, loud voice that echoed through the entire valley, dropped another bombshell.

"Big brother! Don't forget! You're already reserved! In the future, you have to give me an injection to increase my cultivation too! Keep your word!"

With that, before Yao Delong could react, her figure flashed and vanished into a streak of ice-blue light, leaving the two of them petrified in place while her "bold words" echoed in the air.

"Children's words carry no harm! Absolutely just a child's words!" Yao Delong looked at Luo Tianying, who had raised her head from his embrace with eyes that had become "dangerously kind," and quickly raised his hands in surrender, cold sweat nearly breaking out on his forehead.

"Hmph!" Luo Tianying let out an extremely dissatisfied huff. A slender, jade-like hand snaked out silently like a spirit serpent, accurately pinching the softest piece of flesh on Yao Delong's waist, and then—gave it a fierce twist!

The force was enough to make an ordinary Spirit Transformation Cultivator scream in pain!

"Husband~~~" Luo Tianying's tone was sickeningly sweet, but her gaze was like a poisoned blade. "Now, shouldn't you properly explain to Your Concubine what this 'reservation' to give that little sister Qiong Shuang an 'injection to increase her cultivation' is all about? Hmm?"

Hiss—!

Yao Delong gasped in pain, yet he still had to squeeze out a pleasing smile. "My lady, spare me! It's a misunderstanding! A huge misunderstanding! Qiong Shuang... her true form is an ignorant Ice Flood Dragon! What she meant was Cultivating! Purely Cultivating! It's absolutely not the same thing as the 'injection' you're thinking of!" As he explained, he took the opportunity to sweep his arm back, tightly pulling Luo Tianying's soft, plump, and fatally seductive body into his arms by the waist!

"Ah!" The sudden feeling of weightlessness made Luo Tianying cry out, and she instinctively wrapped her arms around Yao Delong's neck.

Yao Delong lowered his head, his lips almost touching her sensitive earlobe. His hot breath fanned over it, his voice deep and magnetic, carrying an unquestionable dominance.

"Heavenly Cherry, I traveled day and night to get here. My biggest worry was that you'd damage your Origin by forcibly Cultivating that Secret Technique! Look, your Primordial Spirit fluctuations are unstable, and your Origin hasn't solidified yet... Let your husband 'examine' you properly! Hmm?"

That scalding breath was like an electric current, instantly surging through Luo Tianying's entire body, making her soft and causing most of her resistance to vanish. The hand that had been pinching Yao Delong's waist now rested weakly on his shoulder. Her eyes were bedroom-soft, her red lips slightly parted, letting out a cat-like whimper.

"Hmph... you bad man... the moment you arrive, you want to 'examine' and bully me..."

How could Yao Delong care about any of that now? With a beauty in his arms, warm fragrance and soft jade, the longing from their long separation and the flirtatious atmosphere stirred up by Qiong Shuang had already ignited the flames in his heart.

Holding Luo Tianying, he strode toward the depths of the Immortal Cave.

The heavy stone door slammed shut under the pull of magic power, isolating them from everything outside.

The dense Devilish Qi inside the Immortal Cave seemed to be affected by what was about to happen, becoming even thicker and more suggestive.

Yao Delong gently placed the jade-like beauty in his arms onto the massive Ten-Thousand-Year Profound Jade Bed. It felt cool to the touch, which only served to highlight the heat of Luo Tianying's skin.

He leaned over, his eyes burning as he gazed at the peerless face beneath him, seeing nothing else. His fingers were as nimble as butterflies, carrying an irresistible intent as he lightly hooked and tugged.

That boldly cut Crimson-purple Gauze Dress, which was held together by only a few ribbons and full of infinite temptation, slid down silently like the most exquisite flower petals, piling up beside the beauty's slender, supple waist.

In an instant!

A stunningly beautiful body, white as Qiong Shuang and snow, flawless and full of breathtaking curves, was presented unreservedly before Yao Delong's eyes!

Her peaks were high, her valley deep, her waist like a willow, and her jade legs long... Every inch of her skin seemed carved from the finest mutton-fat white jade, glowing with an alluring luster under the faint spiritual light of the Immortal Cave.

Luo Tianying's face was flushed, her beautiful eyes tightly closed, her long eyelashes trembling like butterfly wings, and her breathing grew rapid. She didn't hide anything; instead, like a snow lotus welcoming the sun, she slightly arched her proud chest, its perfect curve enough to make the stars lose their luster. From her mouth came soft, tantalizing whimpers, like a silent invitation.