As his cultivation gradually returned, the weakened state was completely swept away.
Fang Xuan sat cross-legged on the soft couch, closing his eyes and looking inward.
Within his dantian, the time-based dao weapon floated quietly, radiating a richer golden light than before.
That light was no longer chaotic—it now flowed in a structured pattern.
Like the passage of time, like the turning of the years.
With a thought—
Everything around him suddenly slowed down.
So slow that he could see each grain of dust drifting, count the ripples in the air as the wind brushed past.
One second.
Two seconds.
Three seconds…
Snap.
The consumption was too great—he couldn’t sustain it.
Fang Xuan opened his eyes and let out a soft breath.
Three seconds…
Short, but enough.
In a battle, three seconds of advantage or retreat was practically heaven-defying.
Of course, the cost was equally high—for now, it could only serve as a trump card.
He had initially grasped the laws of time, and his laws of lust had also improved…
This wave wasn’t a loss.
Though the process had been… rather brutal.
His waist still felt a bit sore, but he could move again, and Little Xuan had recovered its vitality.
Mm, not bad.
The laws of lust also had many new “applications”… ahem…
Though recently, things had been a bit too frequent.
Better wait a bit before going to train Senior Sister again…
Just as he was about to continue consolidating his laws, the door was pushed open.
Ning Xian was in a very good mood.
She stood at the doorway with a stern little face, trying hard to look fierce.
Today, she planned to狠狠 punish Junior Brother again—make it so he couldn’t get out of bed.
She stepped in:
“Junior Brother, you actually dared to get out of bed, being so disobedient—”
But before she finished speaking—
She saw Fang Xuan.
Or rather, she saw the power of laws swirling around him.
The laws of lust…
The rosy-red mist was more than twice as dense as before.
Ning Xian subconsciously took a step back.
“S–Senior… Junior Brother…”
At that moment, Fang Xuan—still consolidating the laws of lust—turned his head.
“Mm?”
Ning Xian swallowed, her legs suddenly feeling a bit weak again…
“Um… Junior Brother… we should… leave the space now.”
Fang Xuan looked at her.
Why was Senior Sister suddenly being so cautious?
She had been acting fierce just now, and now…
Was she afraid of something?
He couldn’t help but ask, “Senior Sister, what’s wrong?”
Ning Xian quickly shook her head. “N–nothing.”
She tried to keep her voice cold, but her legs were already trembling slightly.
She couldn’t possibly say she was afraid of being thoroughly “dealt with” by Junior Brother…
So she absolutely couldn’t show weakness.
Otherwise… it would definitely…
Her tone returned to its usual calmness:
“We’ve stayed in the space for three days. If we don’t go out soon, people outside will grow suspicious.”
Fang Xuan nodded and stood up, as if preparing to leave.
Only then did Ning Xian let out a slight sigh of relief.
That was close… so close to being…
But at that moment, Fang Xuan turned back again, smiling lightly.
“Senior Sister really thinks too much. Do you think you can escape punishment like this?”
He stepped closer.
Ning Xian stepped back.
He advanced again.
She retreated again—until her back hit the wall.
“Looks like Senior Sister… hasn’t been trained enough…”
Fang Xuan stood in front of her, looking down at her.
Ning Xian swallowed, and for the first time, fear appeared on her face.
Her voice softened, trembling with a hint of tears:
“Junior Brother… can you let Senior Sister off this once…?”
Seeing her like this… Fang Xuan felt even more excited.
Perfect chance to try the new uses of the laws of lust…
He raised his hand—
The laws of lust surged continuously.
The crimson mist was more than twice as dense as before.
Ning Xian’s eyes widened slightly.
“J–Junior Brother?!”
Fang Xuan said softly:
“Senior Sister doesn’t need to be nervous. This is just a small… new trick.”
…
Half an hour later.
Ning Xian lay on the soft couch, her entire body trembling—especially her legs, which wouldn’t stop shaking.
The sensation… was far too intense.
Those laws of lust remained inside her.
Continuously lingering… stimulating her most sensitive points again and again, wave after wave.
It simply wouldn’t stop.
Tears streamed down her face.
“Junior Brother… don’t leave, okay…”
Fang Xuan stood by the couch, already preparing to tear open space and leave first.
“Senior Sister, this is all for your training.”
Ning Xian shook her head.
“No… no training…”
“It’s for your own good. If your body is this sensitive, how can that work? You need proper training.”
Ning Xian looked at him, eyes pleading.
“Then… how long before you take it back?”
Fang Xuan replied:
“I’ll come back to retrieve it in a few months.”
Ning Xian’s eyes widened.
“A few months?!”
Her whole body went limp.
“That’s not possible… please, Junior Brother…”
After a few months, she would definitely die…
That feeling continuing for months…
She would break… definitely break…
Fang Xuan looked at her frightened yet soft expression—she had actually believed him.
Cough… well, it was time to take it back.
It was just a bit of playful teasing.
He was about to say, “Just kidding.”
But—
His expression suddenly turned serious.
“Something’s wrong?”
Ning Xian also became serious, casually pressing out the laws of lust from her fingertips. The crimson mist dissipated into the air.
She stood up, her gaze turning cold.
“What is it…?”
Fang Xuan closed his eyes and sensed outward.
“Outside… there’s movement.”
“What kind of movement?”
“A lot of Immortal Venerable auras,” Fang Xuan opened his eyes. “They’re heading this way.”
“Are they coming for us?”
Fang Xuan nodded.
“Possibly… let’s go out first.”
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