A Kiss with Wan'er's Wife; A Gift for Zhou Zihong

Qin Hao left the Demon Cultivation Sea, teleporting all the way until he arrived at the courtyard where Feng Luan resided.

He swept his Divine Sense across the area and discovered Li Muwan inside one of the rooms.

"Swish!"

Qin Hao's figure flashed, passing through the wall and entering the room.

At this moment, Li Muwan was fast asleep, slumped over a long desk with an ancient book on alchemy still held in her slender hands.

Her silk-like black silk was casually tied up, with a few strands falling naturally past her ears. Her pretty face was flushed, possessing a charm that required no makeup, radiant like morning clouds reflecting off snow.

The purple dress she wore set her off like a delicate beauty from a painting, making one's heart skip a beat.

Qin Hao stepped forward, took the ancient book from Li Muwan's hands, and then scooped her up by the waist, intending to place her on the bed.

"Ah!"

Instantly, Li Muwan woke up and began to struggle.

But when her sleepy eyes caught sight of Qin Hao, her struggling ceased at once.

"It's you!"

Li Muwan gazed at the person before her, smiling softly as she said, "I thought you had already left!"

"With a beauty like you by my side, how could I bear to just leave?"

Qin Hao deliberately leaned his face in, took a deep breath, and praised, "So fragrant, like orchids and musk, truly refreshing!"

"You... you are so annoying!"

Li Muwan looked shy, but her inner heart felt very sweet.

"You... you hurry and put me down!"

Li Muwan was somewhat nervous; she was currently sharing a room with Zhou Zihong and was terrified that her friend might suddenly return and see her and Qin Hao in such an intimate state.

She could sense that her best friend had also developed feelings for Qin Hao.

She even knew about the night her friend had secretly left and returned, though she had simply pretended not to see it.

At the same time, Li Muwan felt a thrill, much like when she secretly read storybooks as a child and had to be on guard against her master suddenly appearing.

"Put you down? Very well!"

Qin Hao walked toward the bed and gently set Li Muwan down.

He then sat on the edge of the bed.

Qin Hao tapped his Storage Bag, taking out a palm-sized furnace.

"Wan'er, do you know where I went? I got a special gift for you!"

"Is this an Alchemy Furnace?"

Li Muwan's beautiful eyes looked at the blood-red furnace. She could see that the surface of the furnace was engraved with various ferocious-looking Spirit Beasts.

These Spirit Beasts were lifelike, and waves of powerful spiritual energy surged from them.

She could feel that the Alchemy Furnace was currently in a sealed state; if the seal were opened, the spiritual energy would likely soar straight into the sky.

Qin Hao introduced it: "This is the Thousand Beast Spirit Furnace, refined using the spirit cores of ten Mid-grade Spirit Beasts, combined with those of nine hundred and ninety Low-grade Spirit Beasts!"

"Hiss!"

Hearing this, Li Muwan's expression immediately turned to one of shock.

One had to know that Mid-grade Spirit Beasts represented Nascent Soul Realm beasts, while Low-grade Spirit Beasts were Core Formation stage beasts.

In other words, refining this single furnace required killing ten Nascent Soul experts and nine hundred and ninety Core Formation experts.

Furthermore, the refining had to be successful on the first attempt; any failure meant starting the entire process over.

"This is too precious."

Although Li Muwan couldn't bear to part with it, she still pushed the furnace back.

"If I give it to you, just take it!"

Qin Hao shoved the furnace back into her hands and said affectionately, "Even if you wanted the stars and the moon from the sky, I would pluck them down for you."

"Oh, right, I also used the hide of a Spirit Transformation stage Flood Dragon to refine an inner armor for you!"

Qin Hao waved his hand, and a form-fitting inner armor radiating a precious light appeared out of thin air.

"A Spirit Transformation stage Flood Dragon?"

Li Muwan gasped, "Where did you get that?"

"Someone gave it to me."

Qin Hao replied.

"Who? Who would give away such a treasure?"

Li Muwan rolled her eyes.

In the Cultivation World, if you wanted to obtain treasures, you either spent spirit stones to buy them or you killed others to seize them.

Regardless of the method, the other party had sacrificed a great deal for him.

Li Muwan gently stroked the Flood Dragon Leather Armor with her jade-like hands and murmured, "I truly don't know how I should thank you!"

"Wanting to thank me is very simple!"

Qin Hao pointed to his own cheek, a hint of ulterior motive flashing in his eyes.

Seeing this, a blush involuntarily rose to Li Muwan's pretty face.

Yet, she still took a deep breath and leaned her red lips forward, intending to kiss Qin Hao's cheek.

However, the next moment, Li Muwan's eyes widened.

She saw Qin Hao's face suddenly turn, his lips pressing against her own.

At the same time, Qin Hao wrapped his arms around her, gently stroking her back.

Li Muwan's body stiffened instantly, but it soon softened, and her arms could not help but embrace her lover.

Li Muwan's eyes were tightly shut, her eyelashes trembling incessantly.

She could feel that scoundrel's lips lingering between her own lips, cheeks, and jade-like neck, occasionally nibbling on her earlobe. The hot breath he exhaled made her feel ticklish, as if thousands of tiny insects were crawling over her, leaving her body feeling numb and weak.

"Mmm~"

Li Muwan gasped and opened her eyes, pushing against him. "No... don't... Sister Zihong is coming back..."

"I'll be quick!"

Qin Hao was already carried away and naturally refused to let go.

With a reach of his hand, he parted her small hands and slowly laid her down.

"This place isn't soundproof... whimper... we'll be heard..."

Li Muwan did not resist, but her face was flushed red, her inner heart shy to the extreme.

"It's fine, I'll cast a Soundproof Barrier!"

Qin Hao snapped his fingers, and a spiritual barrier instantly enveloped the area around the bed.

"Now no one will disturb us!"

Qin Hao kissed Li Muwan's forehead lightly, his lips sliding downward until they finally pressed against those red lips.

He started light then heavy, shallow then deep, his tongue nimbly prying open her teeth while his hands remained busy.

On the originally clean and empty floor, shoes were scattered, and clothes and skirts were tossed about in a chaotic mess.

The old Sandalwood Bed creaked and swayed, as if an earth dragon were rolling and tossing beneath it.

The shadows cast by the candlelight onto the wall were entwined together, swaying languidly.

Outside the room.

Zhou Zihong did not know how long she had been standing there.

Her bright, starry eyes were fixed unblinkingly through the gap in the door.

Zhou Zihong did not know what she had seen, but she swallowed her saliva from time to time, her legs pressed tightly together beneath her skirt.

"Mmm~"

After a full hour, Zhou Zihong seemed to have gone numb from standing; her legs gave way, and she could not help but collapse to the ground, her body trembling.

She leaned against the nearby doorframe, waiting powerlessly to recover.

"Creak!"

The door opened, and Qin Hao walked out from the room.

"Miss Zihong, what is this?"

He asked, knowing the answer perfectly well.

In fact, Qin Hao had long since sensed Zhou Zihong's presence, but he had not made it known.

"I accidentally twisted my ankle and fell."

Zhou Zihong's pretty face flushed red, and she dared not look at him.

"Let me help you up!"

Qin Hao stepped forward and assisted Zhou Zihong to her feet.

"Thank you, Senior!"

Zhou Zihong thanked him and prepared to return to her room.

"Wait!"

Qin Hao called out to her.

Zhou Zihong asked with great excitement in her inner heart, "Senior, do you... have something you need?"

She thought that perhaps he hadn't had enough of their dual cultivation.

"I obtained a few treasures during my trip to the Demon Cultivation Sea, and I'd like to give these to you!"

Qin Hao tapped his Storage Bag, retrieved the Level 10 Artifact Refining Reactor and a piece of Women's Inner Armor crafted from Flood Dragon hide, and handed them to Zhou Zihong.

To him, these items were of no use, but to Zhou Zihong, they were undoubtedly rare treasures.

Zhou Zihong asked curiously, "What are these?"

She could sense the astonishing energy fluctuations contained within them.

Qin Hao explained, "This is a Level 10 Artifact Refining Reactor, forged from a Desolate Beast Skull, and the other is an inner armor made from the hide of a Spirit Transformation stage Flood Dragon, capable of withstanding attacks at the Spirit Transformation level."

"Senior... this... this is far too valuable!"

Zhou Zihong's eyes widened as she shook her head in refusal.

She did not want him to think that she only wanted to be with him for the sake of treasures and cultivation resources.

"Take them if I give them to you!"

Qin Hao shoved the items into her hands and said, "These things are useless to me."

"Thank you, Senior!"

Zhou Zihong hurriedly expressed her gratitude.

The inner armor made from the hide of a Spirit Transformation stage Flood Dragon was already a precious treasure.

The Level 10 Artifact Refining Reactor, forged from a Desolate Beast Skull, was a treasure among treasures.

One had to know that the weakest Desolate Beasts possessed cultivation at the Great Perfection of the Spirit Transformation stage, only a hair's breadth away from Yin Transformation.

The powerful ones among them even reached the Ascendant level.