At this moment.
Chu Yun and the seventy-two Bliss Immortal Consorts all entered the Blissful Joy Ship.
With Chu Yun as the formation's core, the seventy-two immortal consorts formed a circle around him. Their sleeves drifted in the air, and crystalline, translucent radiance shone from their bodies, flickering without end. An aura of solemn holiness grew ever denser.
This was the Blissful Joy Cycle Formation!
Though circumstances had forced the women to establish this formation and save themselves, many of the immortal consorts were not without affection for Chu Yun. It could even be said that after following him all this way, quite a few of them had developed deep feelings for him.
Those feelings had merely remained hidden, never openly displayed. The finest example was the Red-Robed Fairy.
She had known Chu Yun the earliest. She had fought powerful enemies alongside him and watched with her own eyes as he rose step by step.
At this moment.
Dressed in flowing red robes, she sat suspended in the air, facing Chu Yun. Her entire being seemed like a bewitching flame, burning in flamboyant splendor.
As the Blissful Joy Cycle Formation began to operate, the Red-Robed Fairy, as the foremost of the seventy-two immortal consorts, naturally became the first to drift gracefully toward Chu Yun.
Beneath the shy gazes of the women, the Red-Robed Fairy and Chu Yun embraced.
Chu Yun emptied his mind, his body moving with the rhythm of the formation as he naturally wrapped his arms around the Red-Robed Fairy's waist. At once, a smooth and delicate sensation flowed into him, stirring ripples across the lake of his heart.
Chu Yun felt that what he held was no mortal woman.
She was like a gust of wind, light and elusive. Like a crimson cloud, dazzling and warm.
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