It Was All in the Wine

Lu Ren's heart stirred slightly, and he probed, "It wouldn't happen to be Cheng Guo from your squad, would it?"

Huang Gong's expression turned strange. "How did you know?"

Lu Ren smiled faintly. "For Senior Huang to ask me so bluntly whether I have a Dao companion, you clearly want to introduce someone you know. But generally speaking, once cultivators reach the Celestial Immortal Realm, such needs are basically optional. Even if they do have them, it is usually a Dao companion who has accompanied them since their humble beginnings, or someone whose cultivation methods complement theirs, specializing in yin and yang and requiring a male-female pairing. Other than that, none of the female Celestial Immortals I've met had any interest in such matters. Cheng Guo, however, is a succubus, so she should have greater needs in that regard."

To be honest, while most of the cultivation world still paid some lip service to propriety and shame, at its core it was an utterly cold world where the strong preyed on the weak. For female cultivators to reach the Celestial Immortal Realm required far greater effort than it did for male cultivators, and what they encountered was beyond the imagination of ordinary male cultivators.

After a pause, Lu Ren glanced around and made sure no one else was nearby before stepping close to Huang Gong. Lowering his voice, he transmitted through divine sense, "Cheng Guo's aura is pure. It doesn't carry the peculiar disorder of a succubus. Has she never sought anyone before?"

Huang Gong immediately understood. With a teasing look on his face, he said, "Don't worry, I understand what you mean. I asked her already—she's never sought anyone. It's just that the succubus race has an innate racial flaw, so their lifespan is shorter. For their race to