Mysterious Man, Crisis Approaches

Yuan Feng let out a startled cry. Before she had time to prepare, Ling Xiao pulled her into his arms. She did not resist, merely lowering her head shyly.

Yet before long, she became fiery with passion and began taking the initiative to meet him halfway. After all, she was the one asking a favor of him—she could hardly make him do all the work, could she?

The commotion was too great. Ling Xiao took a moment to point a finger, using an array to shroud the entire Ling Xiao Palace and prevent the sounds from carrying outside and being discovered.

He was already well practiced in this, just as he had been at the Heavenly Origin Mother Sect. The difference was that he had been the passive one that time.

It had originally been a sparring match, but as they fought, those women stopped playing by the rules and truly wanted to spar with him.

Two fists could not beat four hands, much less when there were over a hundred opponents. After resisting and struggling time and again, Ling Xiao ultimately failed to hold the line.

That was life. If you could not resist it, you could only learn to enjoy it.

Left with no choice, Ling Xiao could only let loose and spar with them.

Now, for the grand plan of the Primordial Land's future, Ling Xiao was utterly composed as he helped Yuan Feng realize her dream.

The battle lasted for an entire month.

At last, Yuan Feng felt a faint movement coming from her abdomen. She smiled in satisfaction, and their sparring came to an end.

When she emerged from Ling Xiao Palace, she seemed completely renewed, as though she were a different person. A radiance known as maternal love enveloped her from head to toe.