The night was deep and still.
On the bed, the woman's pretty face was flushed pink as she gazed at the man before her with deep affection.
Her gauzy dress was snowy white and radiant, accentuating her graceful figure. Beneath the slit hem, her jade-like legs were straight and slender.
"Senior, you should rest."
The woman spoke softly.
Lin Fan's heart stirred, and he immediately stepped forward without further hesitation.
Beneath the candlelight, the two figures quickly became entwined.
Only after an hour had passed did the woman fall asleep, utterly exhausted, while Lin Fan remained vigorous as a dragon and fierce as a tiger.
As his cultivation realm continued to rise, his physical constitution had already surpassed that of ordinary people by countless times.
He rose from the bed and went to the innermost room.
With a thought, Lin Fan communicated with the Pre-emptive Dao Fruit.
Would you consume two hundred and fifty years of lifespan to pre-emptively advance the Spirit Control Secret Records to the Minor Accomplishment stage?
He did not hesitate and said, "Agree to pre-empt it."
In the next second, even more insights regarding the "Spirit Control Secret Records" rapidly surged into Lin Fan's mind.
Strange images appeared once more. A young man who resembled Lin Fan was outlining an entirely different rune.
The rune was suffused with a faint blue light and radiated a trace of heart-pounding aura.
The young man's expression was solemn as he slowly outlined it with the Talisman Brush. It seemed ordinary, yet his back was already soaked with sweat. Every stroke consumed astonishing amounts of Origin Energy, and the slightest carelessness could cause all his previous efforts to go to waste.
No one knew how much time had passed. As the final stroke fell, a pale-blue rune completely took shape.