In his current state, Hun Changqing was also inwardly ranting like mad. If anyone ever bragged again about someone doing that for a year or more, he would march right up and slap them across the face, then peel their soul out alive and refine it into a Yin Demon, tempering it with supreme yin true qi every moment of every day so they suffered eternal torment!
Fucking hell, even with my supreme yin true body and Dou Zun cultivation, I can't take this kind of high-intensity work. Who the fuck could possibly be that tireless? Hun Tiandi was the exception, of course. Hun Tiandi really was a beast, and Hun Changqing could not deny it.
Back when he was still in the Soul Clan, Hun Changqing had often seen one of Hun Tiandi's concubines wandering through various parts of the clan grounds. Her voluptuous figure and exquisite face had stirred even Hun Changqing's heart, though he had still been a child, not yet capable of performing the act. But after he happened to see that concubine heading toward Hun Tiandi's bedchamber one day, he had not seen her anywhere in the Clan Territory for an entire year.
It was only a year later, while Hun Changqing was watching other clansmen cultivate, that he saw that Dou Zun concubine limping away from the direction of Hun Tiandi's bedchamber toward some unknown destination. Remembering what she had done a year earlier, Hun Changqing had nearly been so shocked that his soul flew out of his body. A whole fucking year! Was he even human?!
As his strength increased, his understanding had deepened as well. Judging by his own condition, Hun Changqing believed that once he reached the Dou Sheng realm, keeping it up for a year should be quite easy. Still,