"I actually have a question..."

In the bedroom at Fuyao Inn, Qiu Qingtang slowly leaned forward: "Young Master Lu has now established eight Dao Palaces, his physique comparable to a Dragon or Phoenix, how can he feel pain?"

Even if a strong physique doesn't mean there's no sensation of pain, but this little pain... shouldn't be much, right... hm?"

"Instinct." Lu Jin'an exhaled gently: "And you, having no gradual process, not sure if I should praise your courage or your love for pain..."

"I don't like pain at all." Qiu Qingtang snorted softly: "It's just to keep you here, otherwise Saintess Zhu would have dragged me aside to stand as punishment earlier."

"Then take it slow."

"Aren't you afraid I'll absorb too much of your spiritual energy?"

Qiu Qingtang's eyes flickered, her tone playful.

The third stage of a special period not only includes 'locking,' but also enhances the vitality of the other party's life force.

Lu Jin'an was unaware of this aspect, might just become a father...

Though she wasn't sure if her physique could affect Lu Jin'an, but... what if?

"That's not a problem, I'm more curious about something else."

Lu Jin'an's eyes deepened: "How much do you know about your pupil skill?"

"Why ask that way?"

"Never mind if you don't know."

Lu Jin'an laughed and embraced her back, his heart mostly calm.

Just felt a bit like venting.

Previously, he discovered that the pupil skill Qiu Qingtang confessed to not only charms the hearts but also makes the other party contribute their cultivation uncontrollably.

Meaning, if this pupil skill expands, it might reach the unbelievable feat of 'divorcing and splitting half the cultivation'.

Of course, he wasn't worried.

Despite not understanding the principle of this peculiar pupil skill, his Great Dao was more than enough to handle it.

As a tree cannot absorb all the nutrients of the earth, in his Dao Domain, no matter how strange the pupil skill carried by Qiu Qingtang is, it can't make waves.

This is the gap between Daos.

'Absorbing cultivation, must keep up the act...'

Lu Jin'an mused silently, and then asked: "When do you plan to ascend as Emperor? With your bloodline talent, you don't need to comprehend like the Human Clan to become Immortal."

Gradually adapting, Qiu Qingtang swayed her graceful figure, trembling as she asked: "In a hurry?"

"You also need the ability to protect yourself." Lu Jin'an, gradually getting in the mood, sat up and embraced Qiu Qingtang.

Qiu Qingtang instinctively wrapped her arms around his nape, her full legs spread on either side, her pinkish-white heels rippling the sheets.

The pink hair almost covered their faces, Qiu Qingtang embraced Lu Jin'an even tighter: "Talking about becoming Demon Emperor, not too hard, not too easy..."

"What are you lacking?"

"I was thinking... using that Dao to ascend."

"Hm?" Lu Jin'an raised an eyebrow: "You don't want to ascend through the bloodline inheritance?"

"That's right~" Qiu Qingtang raised her lovely head, nudging her graceful neck near his lips, suggesting him to kiss more: "In the Demon Clan, there are far more Demon Saints and Demon Emperors than the Human Clan, but not as many outstanding cultivators..."

"In your terms, it's stagnation."

"Just like our Qiu's Fox Clan, evolving the human-locking trait for reproduction, I think... I can be stronger.

Otherwise, relying solely on bloodline inheritance, the upper limit is visible at a glance, that's not good... yeah~"

"What's your thought?"

"Hm... I'm hesitating over whether to pursue strength, or... osmanthus..."

Qiu Qingtang spoke intermittently: "After all, with Young Master Lu fighting for me, it's a bit contradictory..."

"Then keep contemplating, but give me an answer after this period ends."

As Lu Jin'an's words fell, Qiu Qingtang felt as if flown into the air, her consciousness gradually scattered with no more spare thoughts.

...

Outside the room.

"Aunt Pei, that fox spirit is deliberately monopolizing my husband first!"

Zhu Nanzhi prepared cuisine in the kitchen while venting to Pei Wanyu outside.

Sitting on a stone bench teasing Zhiyu, Pei Wanyu smiled slightly: "The body structure is such, no other way, once this period passes, she won't be able to exert this trait."

Knowing the mood of Nanzhi, this tender girl isn't great at this moment, Pei Wanyu specifically accompanied her for a chat.

After all, interactions are the best way to build connections.

After a pause, Pei Wanyu glanced at the busy Zhu Nanzhi inside, teasingly she added: "Jin'an didn't refuse, hmm, partly..."

Before Pei Wanyu finished, Zhu Nanzhi halted her knife, turned seriously to look at Pei Wanyu's phoenix eyes: "My husband is not wrong!"

Her voice firm, allowing no room for rebuttal.

Pei Wanyu's smile deepened in her eyes, indeed the expected answer...

She foresaw this scenario, but seeing Nanzhi's reaction is delightful every time.

"What does Zhiyu think?" Pei Wanyu smiled as she looked at the little girl waiting to eat.

"Master isn't wrong~" Zhiyu said earnestly.

Zhu Nanzhi's affection surged: "Zhiyu, what would you like to eat?"

Zhiyu quickly entered the kitchen, tiptoed eagerly watching Zhu Nanzhi: "Zhiyu wants cake; can Ms. Nanzhi make it?"

"Of course." Zhu Nanzhi patted her little head, after all, her husband had taught her before.

"Great~" Zhiyu blinked her eyes: "Ms. Nanzhi and husband are both equally great~"

Outside, Pei Wanyu looked at Zhiyu's small figure, thinking that after realizing this little girl wasn't truly dim-witted, she truly had a sweet mouth.