The sun sets and the moon rises, the moon sets and the sun rises.

In the bedroom within Taichu Hall's Fuyao Inn, the pair of snow-white jade arms that were once wrapped around Lu Jin'an's neck slowly lowered, revealing a smooth, fragrant shoulder and the snow-like allure beneath the qipao collar.

The ivory-like delicate and smooth skin emitted a faint blush, with the sweat and rich fragrance intoxicating the senses, lingering endlessly.

In his view, Xiao Yinruo half-closed her peach blossom eyes, her beautiful face filled with the satisfied expression of a cat: "You little rascal, even Aunt... can't do it anymore, feeling dizzy..."

The gentle breath brushed against Lu Jin'an's face, seemingly seeping into his heart, leaving only a lingering, intoxicating taste.

As Lu Jin'an calmed his breathing, he turned his head to look at his master lying horizontally on the bed. Her long black hair cascaded like a river onto the bed, her delicate face slightly tilted to one side, revealing an ear as exquisite as jade. From her snowy neck to the jawline, her sweat-dampened skin was smooth as fine porcelain, accentuated by the beauty mark on her right lower lip, elegant and glamorous, extremely alluring.

On the magnificent figure with proud curves and lines, the black qipao embroidered with purple peonies hung open, the skin radiant and captivating, especially the long, slender legs wrapped in skin-toned black stockings, with tears revealing the crystal-clear snowy flesh through the fabric, making one yearn.

But at this moment, Lu Jin'an had no lingering thoughts.

His master had long fallen into deep sleep, and Aunt Ruo now showed signs of fatigue. Having attended to these two mature, alluring beauties, he too felt weary.

Retracting his gaze, Lu Jin'an was about to respond to Aunt Ruo when he felt her breathing gradually evening out.

Without a word, he wiped sweat from his forehead, then removed the qipao and silk stockings from his master and Aunt Ruo, tucked them under the duvet, and then got out of bed.

However, as soon as he stood up, Lu Jin'an felt a wave of dizziness, forcing him to hold his breath and channel the Vigorous Force within his Dao Palace.

Feeling somewhat better, he picked up his clothes, putting them on as he walked toward the door, but the lightness in his body hadn't completely dissipated.

He couldn't help but lean against the door frame, stretching lazily, once again feeling the rare sensation of fatigue in his body.

Perhaps the two mature fairies found it stimulating, and his master performed extraordinarily well.

Not to mention the uninterrupted indulgence, it felt like an explosive release in a short time, leaving him exhausted.

He wanted to take his time with them, but with such plump, juicy beauties before him, even one-second pause would be a waste.

'Master may be weak, but her recovery power is strong; Aunt Ruo is at the pinnacle of her prime...'

Lu Jin'an took a deep breath, realizing that the combined fighting strength of his master and Aunt Ruo dressed in qipao was indeed formidable. Despite the brief duration, their maturity was both charming and vigorous.

Stepping outside, the slightly chilly breeze invigorated Lu Jin'an's spirits, leading him to stroll leisurely toward the plaza.

'The scent on my body is really strong...'

Lu Jin'an lifted his arm and sniffed, a smile subtly appearing as he realized that the feminine fragrance was so apparent that others could easily notice it.

"Master smells so fragrant~"

The voice suddenly calling from behind brought Lu Jin'an back from the lingering reverie of last night, stopping to see the adorable Zhiyu circling him, sniffing and swallowing saliva now and then, seemingly...

He, as the master, now embodied full sensory appeal.

Lu Jin'an remembered the scene of this little foodie once wanting to swallow him whole, and immediately patted Zhiyu's little head: "What, want to eat me?"

Zhiyu instinctively nodded then quickly shook her head, looking up with an innocent smile: "How could Zhiyu eat Master?"

"It's just... Master does smell really nice, a kind of... sweet fragrance, very pleasant."

Lu Jin'an's eyes sparkled with amusement; couldn't they smell good?

Whether it was his master or Aunt Ruo, they were like ripe peaches hanging on branches, their rich aroma intoxicating and gentle.

Thinking of this, Lu Jin'an held Zhiyu's small hand, walking and saying: "Zhiyu can smell wonderful too."

"Really?"

"Really!"

"How can I become fragrant?"

"Hmm... let's not discuss that now, let's practice morning exercises together. Let this Master observe how much your skills have improved."

"Any cake?"

"Yes."

"Hooray for Master~"

Zhiyu cheered and ran excitedly, with Lu Jin'an feeling a deep sense of satisfaction watching her lively figure.

The big affairs in bed were settled, now it was time to tackle the affairs outside.

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Yun Meng Cliff, inside the hall.

Sitting on the bed wrapped in a thin quilt, Qiu Qingtang tightly closed her eyes, her eyelashes quivering slightly, as pink mist-like Demon Energy emanated from her body, carrying not only an alluring seductive fragrance but also a moist essence, soon dampening the quilt.

The fox tail on her back fanned out like blooming petals, fluffy and soft yet resilient.

The sheer gauze skirt revealed a faint glimpse of the skin's allure, as Qiu Qingtang let out a soft moan, holding her chest and opening her eyes, with a fleeting discomfort passing through her pink pupils.

"It begins today..."

Qiu Qingtang lightly bit her lip, knowing that during this period, the distinct characteristics of each stage for demon beasts were notably different, like her current feeling of fullness in her chest...

With her theoretical knowledge being immensely rich, Qiu Qingtang understood what was happening, it was the instinctual urges of the demon beast urging her to quickly reproduce.

Otherwise, if wanting to reproduce again, she could only wait for the next estrus period.

And during this period, with the increase in cultivation, the intervals between such periods would become longer and longer.