"A counterfeit Spirit Treasure?"
A trace of surprise appeared on Tian Xiaojian's face. Clearly, he had never heard of such a thing, and the female demon had no intention of explaining. She simply carried him straight back to her cave abode.
This time, however, Flute Insect Fairy was in no fiery rush to harvest and supplement. Though this woman lusted after men, it was not as if she had no feelings at all. The cultivators from before had merely been playthings to her, but this time, she had truly taken a fancy to Tian Xiaojian.
After all, compared with Lin Xuan's ordinary looks, Tian Xiaojian was exceedingly handsome, elegant and refined, practically a peerless beautiful man. The more Flute Insect Fairy looked at him, the more she liked him in her heart.
Moreover, he was also at the Nascent Soul Realm, just right to become her dual-cultivation Dao companion.
But how could Xiaojian possibly agree?
Fortunately, this wanton demoness truly did like him, so she did not force herself on him.
She would lock him up for a year or so first. She did not believe he would not eventually submit beneath her lewd tyranny.
In this way, Tian Xiaojian at least did not lose his chastity to the demoness, though being teased every day was unavoidable.
Think of this Young Master of Separation Medicine Palace—what a proud and arrogant figure he was. The gloom in his heart had reached the extreme.
But anger was anger. Tian Xiaojian was also extraordinarily skilled at scheming. As the saying went, as long as the green mountains remained, there would be no fear of running out of firewood. He quietly waited for an opportunity.
In the blink of an eye, several months passed.
Seeing that Tian Xiaojian still would not yield, the Flute