Even Madam Cai had been so forward that Jiang Siming could barely hold himself back.
The Nascent Soul stage's Yin Yang Cultivation Technique already demanded a great deal in that regard, and Madam Cai truly was a rare beauty.
Faced with her throwing herself into his arms, Jiang Siming could only "reluctantly" oblige.
The next morning, Jiang Siming rose from the comfortable couch and looked back. The beauty was still deep in sweet dreams.
Then he looked at the colorful silk bedsheet beneath the couch, hardly daring to believe what he had learned the night before.
Madam Cai was actually still a virgin!
Madam Cai had married Liu Biao at sixteen and was now in her thirties, yet she had somehow remained chaste all these years.
Jiang Siming had been left dazed last night. There had simply been too much information to take in.
Fortunately, Madam Cai had shyly explained everything. When she married Liu Biao, he was already over fifty.
That sort of ability of his simply had not been up to par. Liu Biao had only coveted Madam Cai's beauty and wanted to marry her so she could bolster his prestige.
As a result, Madam Cai had been a widow in all but name for over twenty years, until Jiang Siming had finally "plucked" her that day.
"What the hell is this supposed to be?" Jiang Siming muttered helplessly. Even if he wanted to take everything, he couldn't do that now.
Forget it. His harem was huge anyway. One more woman wouldn't make a difference.
Come to think of it, after taking Madam Cai last night, Jiang Siming discovered that his Nascent Soul stage cultivation seemed to be approaching a bottleneck.
The little figure in his dantian already showed faint signs of breaking out of its cocoon.
Could