After ascending Drunken Flower Pavilion, Li Qing was naturally not there to find a fairy-like female cultivator to spend a lovely night with. His purpose was very clear.
He had barely spent any time before finding Alchemist Yan, who was sitting with a beautiful female cultivator in each arm.
Seeing this scene, Li Qing's mouth twitched. He thought that these alchemists probably all had some pills for conditioning the body; otherwise, even a Foundation Establishment Realm cultivator's body could not withstand such indulgence.
Sitting alone in a corner, Li Qing casually poured himself a cup of spiritual wine. Then, with his powerful Spiritual Sense, he sent a private voice transmission to Alchemist Yan, who was in high spirits.
"Alchemist Yan, I have something here that I think will greatly interest you."
After doing all of this, Li Qing merely smiled without speaking, sitting alone where he was as he slowly savored the spiritual wine in his cup and tasted its fragrance lingering between his lips and teeth.
Accompanied by this Spiritual Sense reaching Alchemist Yan's sea of consciousness, his corpulent body suddenly shuddered, and he swept his gaze around the room.
"Senior Yan, what is the matter?"
One of the female cultivators reclining in Alchemist Yan's arms spoke in a sweet, coquettish voice. She raised an orchid finger and lightly brushed it over Alchemist Yan's large belly.
Before long, Alchemist Yan's gaze locked onto Li Qing.
Almost instantly, shock appeared in the depths of Alchemist Yan's eyes.
Was this the cripple Old Man Mo had brought back?!
No, this person could actually transmit his voice privately. That required at least Spiritual Sense at the Foundation Establishment Realm level!
Hiss!
Alchemist Yan sucked in a cold breath. He had realized that the cripple he had previously looked down upon was also