Half an hour, an hour!
Upon the enormous flower bed, the Peach Demon bloomed completely.
Lin Su, too, relaxed completely.
More than a year of ascetic cultivation had, as of today, finally come to an end.
Looking over this interval, it was the first such gap in his entire transmigration career—an empty window of over a year. Was that even something a human being should endure?
Fortunately, the Peach Demon was demonic enough. From head to toe, she gathered the traits of every woman from Haining West Courtyard back then: Luyi's little mouth, Qiu Shui Hua Ping's scholarly fragrance, Sister Chen's wildness, Cui Ying's tenderness. Lin Mouren's interest was thoroughly aroused.
The Peach Demon gently turned over, sprawled in his arms, and giggled. "We did it once, so I'll call you husband for a month! Husband, you made a very good move today."
"A move?" Lin Su frowned slightly.
"Yes. I alone am not enough to control Thousand Spirit Mountain, but Qingying's identity is different. As the Thousand Spirit Saintess, if she sincerely helps you, Thousand Spirit Mountain may become your aid. You attended her marriage recruitment literary gathering and directly won her heart with such methods. It will surely bear fruit!"
Lin Su was astonished. "The Thousand Spirit Saintess's marriage recruitment literary gathering? What does that mean? Today's gathering was... her marriage recruitment gathering?"
"Stop putting on an act. You dare say you didn't know?" The Peach Demon shot him a sidelong glare.
"I really didn't know!"
The Peach Demon nodded. "Fine, fine, you didn't know! You absolutely didn't know this was her marriage recruitment meeting. You merely happened to come to Prosperous Flower City, happened to run into a literary gathering, happened to have a ci of exquisite perfection drift through your mind, happened to ruin the Dao