Ancestral Soul Sea.
"One, two, three, four, five... six!"
Li Tianming bent over, dragging the limp Jiang Feiling along as they crossed one vortex entrance after another and arrived at the sixth.
The reason he was bent over was that the Lin Clan's little vessel was quite a good place—soundproof and private.
Perfect for Jiang Feiling to repay her "Azure Heart Crystal" debt.
The sixth vortex was very small, and there were not many people around, mostly elders.
"Brother, not next time... If this keeps up, I'll end up learning the Taixu Sword Manual."
Jiang Feiling clung to his arm, barely hanging on. Otherwise, she would have fallen over.
Her face was still flushed crimson, and she had yet to recover.
"Useless. With you like this, you still came to cultivate?"
Li Tianming gave her a disdainful glance, pulled her closer, and continued downward.
Honestly, she looked even more intoxicating like this.
The two were immersed in their own little world when they suddenly sensed an icy gaze nearby, stabbing into Li Tianming's lower abdomen like an ice awl.
"Hm?"
Li Tianming raised his head and immediately saw Lin Jianxing of the Third Sword Vein standing at the entrance to the Sixth Realm of the Ancestral Soul Realm.
He had not gone down, as though he were waiting for someone.
"That guy is so annoying. He keeps sticking to me."
Jiang Feiling leaned against Li Tianming's shoulder and said unhappily.
"Fuck, the hatred of stealing my wife is irreconcilable beneath the same sky," Li Tianming said.
"He can't steal me."
"Even having that thought is unacceptable!"
Li Tianming hugged her even tighter, then swaggered past Lin Jianxing.
"Lin Feng, what are you doing in the Sixth Realm?"
Lin Jianxing stared at them.
The state of these two was far too