Qin Fengming slowly opened his eyes, rose to his feet, and once again turned his gaze toward the female cultivator on the wooden couch.
Looking at the flawless, supple skin of the female cultivator before him, and her delicate body with its taut, curving limbs and full, rolling contours that needed neither addition nor subtraction, Qin Fengming could not help but flush.
Qin Fengming had shed his mortal form, but he naturally still possessed all the instincts of a mortal.
It was only that, as a cultivator, he possessed a powerful will of restraint, allowing him to imprison some of a mortal's desires.
But at that moment, facing this beautiful and incomparably alluring female cultivator, completely naked before him, with nothing left weighing on his mind, Qin Fengming's heart still began pounding violently, and a scorching sensation rose within him.
He drew a deep breath. A chill entered Qin Fengming's body, immediately jolting him back to his senses.
He was certainly no lecher. Mere female beauty could not shake Qin Fengming's steadfast convictions. As he looked at the female cultivator's body, the heat in his gaze slowly faded.
In its place came hesitation.
There was no way he could personally change the female cultivator's clothes. Even if he did, he had no female garments to change her into. As for whether there were any clothes stored in Immortal Fairy Si Rong's storage bracelet, he could not personally inspect it either.
That was because Qin Fengming disdained peeking into another person's storage bracelet. Besides, he could not give Si Rong any grounds to accuse him.
After pondering it again and again, Qin Fengming still waved his hand and covered the female cultivator's body with one of his own new robes. With a point of his finger, he withdrew part of the