Just as the entire Southern Sky Cultivation World was stirred up by the emergence of a new Deity Transformation Cultivator, Luo Hong, the center of the storm, was indulging in the pleasures of the boudoir, seeming intent on leaving descendants in the near future.
The Yellow Maple Valley disciples had actually learned from cultivators of other sects that their own ancestor had advanced to Deity Transformation.
Deep within the cave abode on Hua Shen Peak, thick white mist shrouded a smooth slab of Mystic Ice. Melted ice water continuously flowed slowly from its edges, only to freeze again before it could reach the ground.
It was unknown what scorching thing could make even Mystic Ice condensed from magic power melt away.
Suddenly, a woman's tender moan came from within the white mist, followed by her voice:
"Husband, spare me. You should go out and meet Nephew Disciple Xiao and the others."
"No rush, no rush. Your husband has waited on Senior Sister all these years, and now that I can finally get close to you, shouldn't Senior Sister compensate me properly?"
Following Luo Hong's mischievous words, immortal music rose once more from within the white mist. It did not subside until a long while later.
"Husband, you truly are... Haven't Sister Yuan Yao served you well these past years?"
Yu Ruoxi said helplessly with a weary wry smile.
"Senior Sister knows all too well about Yao'er's Half-Ghost Body.
Come, eat this Dragon Scale Fruit and restore your vitality."
Luo Hong spoke as though coaxing a child.
"Wait, wait, wait! How can you do that there?!"
Before long, Yu Ruoxi's flustered voice emerged from the white mist.
"Hehe, how do you know it can't be done if you've never tried it, Senior Sister? Relax. Leave it to your husband."
Luo Hong