Since Ji Yuan had begun cultivating, few things had caught him completely off guard.
Today, there were two.
First, he had never expected Dong Qian to bring a soft bed and bedding with her when she traveled, as though she had come prepared.
Second, he had never expected his first time with a woman to happen inside a tomb!
And the tomb of a Nascent Soul True Lord, at that!
That was rather inappropriate.
Yet it seemed to carry a strange thrill, too?
All in all, it was odd.
Ji Yuan sensed that the desire surging through him was strange, far too fierce. But the arrow was already on the bowstring, and he had no choice but to let it fly... (One million words omitted here.)
Three days later.
Ji Yuan looked at the flushed face of the senior sister in his arms. Sweat had soaked her hair and plastered it to her forehead, while the beads covering her body lent her skin an unusual sheen.
Dong Qian nuzzled against him. Her fox tail slipped out from beneath the quilt without her noticing and swayed gently behind her.
Ji Yuan's gaze was drawn to it, and his body stirred instinctively.
Dong Qian blushed and hurriedly tucked her tail away.
"N-no... I can't anymore."
Ji Yuan thought back over the past three days. Fair enough.
A young man ought to practice restraint.
He could wait a little while before trying again.
"Senior sister."
"Mm?"
Dong Qian raised her head to look at him, a hint of confusion in her eyes.
As if asking casually, Ji Yuan said, "Weren't you married once?"
Dong Qian did not answer at once. Instead, she said, "I'll answer your question if you answer one of mine."
Ji Yuan thought it over and agreed.
"All right."
"You