Utterly baffling.
One Wonder was spouting nonsense over there, and Chen Zhixing simply let it go in one ear and out the other, not taking it to heart at all. After chatting idly with Heavenly Saint for a few moments, he chose to part ways and return to Carefree Immortal Island.
After returning home, a certain someone looked at Lu Qingqing, who was still lying unconscious on the bed, and a flicker of helplessness crossed his eyes.
"Looks like I'll have to urge Qingqing's cultivation along. Her talent was never exactly at the Summit to begin with, and now, after more than a hundred years, she's still only at the Nirvana realm. She actually can't even withstand a tiny bit of leaked killing intent. In the future, if we get intimate..."
As his words reached this point, Chen Zhixing's expression also turned rather strange. Looking at the wife from whom he had been parted for so long on the bed, a flicker of desire actually flashed through his eyes.
He knew this was a side effect caused by cultivating the Thirty-Six Transformations of Tiangang and absorbing the bloodlines of many Spirit Beasts. In particular, that White Dragon blood made him almost constantly remain in a state of boiling blood and arousal every day. With the slightest provocation, desire would surge up, and he would perform the rites of Duke Zhou with any creature whose appearance seemed beautiful to him.
"This kind of desire needs restraint."
One knew one's own affairs best. In truth, every time he completed a full round of the rites of Duke Zhou, it damaged a high-level lifeform. Though the damage was not much, at Chen Zhixing's present realm, if even a one-in-ten-thousand consumption were converted into Spirit Stones, it could still pile up into a Xiao