"No need for thanks. But fusing the flames just now took quite a toll on my mind. My shoulders do feel a little sore at the moment." Qin Chen deliberately rubbed his shoulders and pulled over a jade chair to sit down.
"Hehe... Since Brother Qin is tired, let your little sister give you a massage and help you relax. I'm quite skilled at serving people—!"
Cao Ying smiled seductively, lifted her slender leg, and walked behind Qin Chen with graceful steps, her skirt swaying lightly.
Sure enough, no one could resist this young lady's charm. Even the continent's greatest genius would still fall beneath my skirt!
A pair of boneless little hands gently landed on Qin Chen's shoulders and began kneading them. Their touch was soft and warm, carrying a faint fragrance.
Although Cao Ying's massage technique was terrible, a hundred thousand miles behind Qing Lian's, technique was not all that important at a time like this.
Qin Chen narrowed his eyes slightly, a contented smile curling across his lips.
"Qin Chen, your cultivation and alchemy have improved so quickly. Just how do you cultivate?" Cao Ying asked casually as she continued massaging him.
"This..."
A teasing glint flashed through Qin Chen's eyes as he replied carelessly, "I don't know either. I just kept refining, and somehow I broke through. Look, I merely refined Three Thousand Burning Flame, and my cultivation rose several stars..."
Hearing his offhanded answer, Cao Ying kept her sweet smile, but inwardly twitched with frustration and nearly wanted to bite him.
"Hmph, one day, I'll definitely pin you beneath me and make you reveal all your secrets!" A flash of unwillingness appeared in Cao Ying's crimson eyes, and the strength in her hands unconsciously increased.
Sensing the state of the demoness behind him, Qin Chen