After two busy days, the plague that had spread throughout the Western Regions had gradually stabilized. Cultivators from all quarters were still patrolling its various kingdoms, however, guarding against the plague while searching for traces of the Corpse Ancestor.
Before the Ghost Festival, Xie Jinhuan could not lie in wait for his quarry, so he had been relatively idle these past two days. During the day, he kept Xiao Biao company at the Medicine Workshop, striking poses, and occasionally used his Sixth Realm cultivation to run errands delivering medicine. At night, he devoted himself wholeheartedly to bullying Momo.
Although quite a few of his patrons had accompanied him, Sister Guo was busy commanding everyone and had no time to beat him; Ghost Wife was always the one summoning him to her bed, and if she refused, he really could not get a taste; after discovering evidence of his crimes, Zisu had grown bashful again these past two days, keeping her head down whenever they met, and who knew how many days she would behave herself. As for Milk Melons, ever since her dream had come true, she had been wholly intent on nurturing her pregnancy and would not let him fool around. But after squeezing him dry a hundred-odd times at high intensity recently, Milk Melons surely could not endure going cold turkey.
Occasionally, when he passed her door at night, he even heard the sounds of tossing and turning inside, along with remarks such as, "Yun Chi, oh, Yun Chi, how could you sink so low..." Unless something unexpected happened, Milk Melons would start missing him in three days at most.
Xie Jinhuan did not want to make things difficult for Milk Melons. Naturally, he would wait for Sister Ye herself to grow impatient, then complete the "three golden