166: Chapter 166 A Saint-Level Mystic Technique

Leng Qianming went to inform his ancestor.

"What? Qianming, you child are truly dense when it comes to treating your Dao partner."

Leng Lishang, the ancestor of the Leng Family, sighed and could not help but lament, "That old monster Murong Yunhai is now on the verge of reaching that step; even I have to respect him by three points."

"You must win over Murong Liyue as soon as possible. Only by marrying into the Murong Family can our Leng Family avoid being singled out by Master Shen Xi for punishment."

"Yes, Ancestor."

After hearing this, Leng Qianming also felt that this was indeed the case, even though their Leng Family had not been causing trouble in the Cangqiong Holy Land.

"Qianming will definitely win over Murong Liyue soon!"

However, their Leng Family always had Master Shen Xi looming over them. If one day Master Shen Xi became unhappy and decided to wipe them out, there would be nowhere for them to seek justice.

"Good, that is well. You have known each other for so long. This is a Saint-grade dual cultivation technique. Remember to cultivate it diligently after you return, and win over the body of the Murong Family's little princess soon."

"That child possesses the Myriad Fire Saint Body, and you possess the Innate Dao Body. Dual cultivation will make your foundation and cultivation even more formidable."

Before Leng Qianming could react, Leng Lishang waved his hand and sent him out of the closed-door cultivation chamber, with an ancient scroll landing in his hand.

"Ancestor, Qianming will never let the Leng Family be shamed."

After saying this, Leng Qianming took the dual cultivation technique back to his cave dwelling. He steadied his mind and slowly opened it. In an instant, his face began to heat up like steam.

His blood surged, his face turned bright red, and then, as if he had obtained a precious treasure, he carefully tucked it into his robes. At this moment, images of Murong Liyue's full, delicate body beneath her black dress flashed before Leng Qianming's eyes—plump and enchanting. It was a feeling he had never experienced before.

The door to a new world had completely opened for Leng Qianming.

"Liyue's delicate body and figure are among the best in the entire Holy Land. It's fortunate that the Ancestor told me; so, I can actually do such pleasurable things with Liyue."

Leng Qianming read for the entire night. When he looked up, the sky outside was already bright. His face was full of dark circles and excitement: "Liyue shouldn't refuse to dual cultivate with me!"

Thinking of this, Leng Qianming tidied himself up, then flew toward Liyue Immortal Peak, where Murong Liyue resided.

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"Wuu, you big bad guy, why do you have to be so good-looking!"

On Liyue Immortal Peak, after Murong Liyue returned, she locked herself in her boudoir, curled up under the covers, giggling foolishly, and muttering to herself from time to time.

"Hmph, next time I'm going to spank you too. Seriously, my butt still hurts a little even now..."

"Hmph, you still dare to spank me, you big bad guy!"

Murong Liyue covered her pretty face with one hand, while memories of the days she spent with Ye Xuan kept flashing through her mind, especially how she was often spanked by this big pervert.

"And he said I was fat! Where am I fat?"

At the thought of this, Murong Liyue lowered her head again to see where she was fat. Who knew she would suddenly feel her small chest? Her pretty face instantly turned incredibly crimson, and she could not help but curse, "You big pervert, so that's where you meant I was fat."

Then she got up, stood before the mirror nearby, and kept observing her figure.

But deep in her mind, the faint, wicked smile at the corners of Ye Xuan's mouth kept surfacing.

"Liyue, I have come to see you."

Just as Murong Liyue was admiring herself, Leng Qianming's slightly ingratiating voice came from outside the door.

When Murong Liyue heard that Brother Leng had arrived, she did not know why, but she felt an inexplicable, indescribable feeling in her heart, and even the smile on her face completely vanished.

Leng Qianming's voice was like a basin of cold water that extinguished her happiness.

"Knock, knock, knock—"

Seeing no movement in the room, the excitement in Leng Qianming's voice did not diminish in the slightest; instead, it became even stronger, "Liyue, Brother Leng knows you are back. Can I come in?"

Because Leng Qianming had opened the door to a new world, the thought of those things between Dao partners filled him with pleasure.

Standing at the door, his mind kept dwelling on the various positions in that dual cultivation technique, and his heart could not help but pound wildly; he could not wait to dual cultivate with Murong Liyue immediately.

Murong Liyue's boudoir smelled very, very fragrant, with the scent of orchids. Leng Qianming had never thought of it this way before.

"Big... Qianming, you go back first. I'm not feeling well."

Murong Liyue, on her bed, almost called the wrong person, thinking the person standing at the door was Ye Xuan, and then immediately rejected Leng Qianming.

"Ah? Liyue, you are not feeling well?"

Hearing Murong Liyue's slightly cold words, the burning heat in Leng Qianming's heart came to an abrupt halt.

He had originally intended that if Liyue opened the door, he would immediately cultivate that Saint-grade dual cultivation technique the Ancestor had given him with her.

"Liyue, if you are not feeling well, Brother Leng can help you!"

Leng Qianming did not push open the boudoir door, but the unwillingness in his tone deepened.

"I am about to compete with Lin Qingzhu for the position of Saintess; you cannot help me. Please return."

Murong Liyue frowned, and there was a hint of guilt in these words.

Leng Qianming was the fiancé her grandfather Murong Yunhai had selected for her, but she now had someone else in her heart, a big pervert.

"Since that is the case, Brother Leng will come to see you in a few days. I have a Saint-grade profound technique here, and I will leave it at your door."

Leng Qianming had no choice but to settle for second best. The heat on his face vanished, and his expression returned to that of an ice block. He seemed very angry and left Liyue Immortal Peak with a cold face, "Lin Qingzhu? Is it her? So it was you who annoyed my fiancée..."

"Wuu wuu wuu... that was really close!"

After sensing that Leng Qianming's aura had disappeared, Murong Liyue finally let out a sigh of relief, then raised her confused little head: "Ye Xuan, it's all your fault, you big pervert. How am I supposed to face Leng Qianming in the future?"

Afterward, after quite a while, Murong Liyue stood up from her bed, pushed open the door, and looked at that Saint-grade profound technique, muttering to herself: "What on earth is it?"

Then she opened it to look, and in an instant, her little face turned completely red. The little man inside was so handsome, and the little woman was so provocatively beautiful; it was truly too shameful.

"Hmph, hateful. So this is a dual cultivation technique, and it's Saint-grade? How indecent."

Murong Liyue's face darkened, and then she threw the little booklet away: "Leng Qianming, you really are a pervert. No wonder you came to see me today; it was just for dual cultivation! I actually had a good impression of such a man; it's truly disgusting!"

But she seemed to have forgotten that the Pretty Boy Ye Xuan also had a dual cultivation technique of unknown grade in his hands.

Now, Murong Liyue only felt that Leng Qianming was truly too hypocritical. What did he take her for? A doll that he could do whatever he wanted with?

So this was Leng Qianming's true face. The cold face he wore before was all just an act for others to see!