Snap~
With the study door closed by Gu Yan.
The atmosphere inside the room slowly starts to heat up and becomes ambiguous.
Gu Yan, looking at Leng Qingqiu in his arms, feels his heart pounding.
The soft and slender body of hers makes Gu Yan feel as if he’s hugging a bundle of warm feathers.
His hand tenderly rests on her back, feeling her delicate skin, and every touch stirs him with affectionate emotions.
A unique fresh scent from Leng Qingqiu permeates the tip of Gu Yan’s nose.
This faint fragrance, like tendrils of warm wind, makes him feel as if he is in a garden, and Leng Qingqiu is a gorgeous flower.
For a moment, he doubts if Leng Ling'er intentionally aided this situation.
After all, who would have thought that an imp would consider them so thoughtfully?
At this moment, Leng Qingqiu's heart is also filled with embarrassment and shyness. She clings tightly to Gu Yan's neck, a captivating expression blossoming on her face.
Her eyelashes flutter slightly, her confession made without thinking first, causing ripples in her heart.
What would Gu Yan think? And what about Ling'er?
But at least her subordinates don't know the current situation.
After all, her persona in front of them is the aloof lord of the night. How can she show such a bashful emotion that only an ordinary woman would?
[Take advantage of the situation now and absorb his essence. I think it will be much more efficient than previous attempts]
The little cold voice in her mind urges eagerly.
These various emotions leave Leng Qingqiu unsure about how to deal with the current situation.
At this moment.
It was Gu Yan who took the initiative.
Now that Leng Qingqiu confessed her affection towards him, why.....
Why was he being so hesitant?
So.
With strides, Gu Yan carries Leng Qingqiu towards the sofa in the study.
As he moves, Leng Qingqiu clings even more tightly to Gu Yan. When she felt herself being placed on the sofa, she instinctively asked, “What… what are you doing?”
Even she didn’t realize that her slightly shy tone paired with her captivating expression made her charm even more irresistible.
Constantly besieging Gu Yan's mind.
Gu Yan's mood at this moment is a mix of excitement and nervousness.
Upon hearing Leng Qingqiu’s question, he takes a deep breath to calm his excited mind and asks in reply, “What to do?”
“Naturally, what lovers usually do.”
“A normal man, hearing your confession of love, Qingqiu, wouldn’t be indifferent!”
“Even for someone calm like me, right now, I can't wait to get intimate with you!”
!!!
Leng Qingqiu is shocked and before she could move to resist.
Swish!
Gu Yan holds her wrists in place: “Excuse me, Qingqiu, you can hit or scold me later.”
“Wait…!!”
Leng Qingqiu's words are cut short.
She once again feels a warm and soft touch at her lips.
A familiar wave of scent washes over her entire body.
The beauty of gaining strength and Gu Yan’s affection fill her mind.
Moreover, this time it seems to be more intense than ever before!
Leng Qingqiu quickly submerges herself in this joy.
Why..... Why does it always turn out this way....
What's wrong with... my body....
Leng Qingqiu struggled symbolically but quickly lost all defenses.
She gradually relaxed her body, at this very moment, it didn't matter anymore.
Nothing mattered, let it be..........
Not long after.
Gu Yan felt he can't go too far.
So he let go of Leng Qingqiu, ready to get up and wait for the other's rebuke.
However, the result was.......
Feeling the joy fade away in an instant.
Slap!
Leng Qingqiu directly seized Gu Yan's wrist in return.
The latter looked surprised.
"Qingqiu?"
Gu Yan stared blankly at the other person.
He saw Leng Qingqiu panting slightly, her eyes cracked open.
Because of the recent kiss, it made her even more enticing at this moment.
And he didn't know if it was hallucination or not, but Leng Qingqiu's eyes seemed to have flashed a rosy glow.
Wait a minute? Wasn't Qingqiu blind?
"Wait a moment.... it's not enough."
Leng Qingqiu held Gu Yan and then forcefully pulled him onto the sofa.
Her body then pivoted and she sat astride Gu Yan.
Suddenly, the tables turned.
Gu Yan's wrist was held down on the sofa.
Looking up at Leng Qingqiu who was restraining him, he got a bad feeling: "Qingqiu? What is not enough?"
"Hey, can you hear me?"
Gu Yan started to panic as the current Leng Qingqiu seemed pretty abnormal. He struggled vehemently.
But she was surprisingly strong, leaving him, a person with innate talent, powerless.
What the hell? I really do have innate talent! I really do!!
"Stay still, Gu Yan, you should be aware of yourself."
"If you trigger the beginning but fail to satisfy me, I won't let you go."
"And besides... Gu Yan, why do you always force these things on me."
"If anything... I should be the one taking initiative, considering it as an reward to you."
The things Leng Qingqiu said made Gu Yan feel more and more abnormal about her current state.
He struggled continuously, feeling like things had gotten out of hand: "Wait a minute, Qingqiu! Wait........."
However, before Gu Yan could finish his words.
His mouth was brutally covered by Leng Qingqiu, whose actions were rough and forceful.
The fainting sensation hit Gu Yan once again, just like the first time he kissed Leng Qingqiu.
One minute, two minutes, three minutes.
Leng Qingqiu's way of kissing made Gu Yan feel as if he was running out of oxygen.
It seemed his innately given skills were of no use at this moment.
No matter how you look at it... this scenario is too weird, isn’t it...
Why am I the one being pinned down.....
And...
Gu Yan slowly lost consciousness.
He didn't know how long it had been.
Leng Qingqiu noticed the person beneath her was motionless, and she abruptly lifted her head in shock.
Ssshhh... ssshhh...
While she took deep breaths, she looked at Gu Yan who seemed to close his eyes as if he'd ascended to heaven.
She was in utter chaos. Damn!
It's just like the first time again!!
Leng Qingqiu hastily yelled at Gu Yan:" Gu Yan! Gu Yan wake up!"
"Gu Yan, are you alright!"
Pat Pat Pat!!
She started patting Gu Yan's cheeks.
When she saw he still had a faint response, only then did Leng Qingqiu breathe a sigh of relief.
Thank goodness.
After relieved, Leng Qingqiu fell into self-blame. What was wrong with her?
Why did every time she did these things with Gu Yan... she couldn't help but be too forceful?
She knew very well that he was just an ordinary person... and couldn't stand her torment.
But...
Leng Qingqiu slowly lowered her body and lay on Gu Yan's faintly rising and falling chest.
Her cheeks also flushed red...
She just... couldn't help but treat Gu Yan like this...
She wanted everything about him... She wanted every single thing to be hers and hers alone.
【The other me, did you feel it? This time the increase in power is twice as much as before!】
【I see, so everything from just now until now was your plan, you are as tough as ever, all of this is just your facade!】
Little Leng praised in her mind without hesitation; it seems that reading books does have its benefits.
Looking at the other her, in just five years, she had mastered many exquisite arts of controlling others.
Hearing this made Leng Qingqiu feel bad, and she always felt that the other party was taunting her.
After all, she knew whether she was pretending or being weak.
But!
"Hehe, Little Leng, if you had half of my power, letting you come out and control this body wouldn't be out of the question."
"But sadly, you simply don't have the ability to control Gu Yan, this human furnace".
Leng Qingqiu mocked inwardly.
【You're right, I will learn carefully.】
【And when the time comes, I will also come out and show the results of my learning.】
Upon hearing this, Leng Qingqiu breathed a sigh of relief, completely not taking Little Leng's words seriously.
After all! Without her agreement, Little Leng definitely could not come out!
Immediately afterward, Leng Qingqiu got up and looked at the unconscious Gu Yan with tangled emotions.
As she kept looking at him, Leng Qingqiu fell into a trance again...
This boiling life essence, so dazzling, so bright...
What would he look like if seen?
Leng Qingqiu reached out her hand to touch Gu Yan's features as she bowed her head again.
The ambiguous atmosphere inside the room continued.
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e bizarre and supernatural had descended. The previous emperor was a thoroughgoing tyrant; no longer satisfied with human women, he had set his sights on a stunningly beautiful supernatural entity. He met his end in his bedchamber, drained of all his vital essence. As the legitimate eldest son and crown prince, Wang Hao was thus hastily enthroned, becoming the young emperor of the Great Zhou Dynasty. No sooner had he awakened the "Imperial Sign-In Intelligence System" than he was assassinated by a Son of Destiny—a classic villain's opening. The Great Zhou, ravaged by the former emperor's excesses, was in national decline. The great families within its borders harbored their own treacherous schemes, martial sects began to defy the imperial court's decrees, and border armies, their pay and provisions in arrears, grumbled incessantly against the central government. Fortunately, the central capital was still held secure by the half-million Imperial Guards and fifty thousand Imperial Forest Army who obeyed the court's orders, along with the royal family's hidden reserves of power, barely managing to suppress the realm. As the Great Zhou's finances worsened and supernatural activities grew ever more frequent, the court sat atop a volcano. Ambitious plotters everywhere dreamed of overthrowing the dynasty, and even some reclusive ancient powers emerged, attempting to sway the tides of the world. At the first grand court assembly, the civil and military officials nearly came to blows, fighting tooth and nail over the allocation of fifty million taels of silver from the summer tax revenues. The spectacle opened Wang Hao's eyes—the Great Zhou's bureaucracy was not only corrupt but also martially proficient, a cabinet of all-rounders. Some officials even had the audacity to suggest the emperor release funds from the imperial privy purse to address the emergency. Wang Hao suddenly felt weary. Let it all burn.
transmigrates into the world as the sect master of the Heavenly Yan Sect, which is on the verge of being wiped out. He binds a system that grants him cultivation power based on the number of disciples he has: for each disciple, he automatically gains a year's worth of cultivation every single day! Take one disciple: every day he gains 1 year of cultivation power. While others struggle through a year of bitter training, he gets the same just by sleeping through a single night. Take ten disciples: every day he gains 10 years of cultivation power. Foundation Establishment, Core Formation, Nascent Soul—he breezes through all bottlenecks without lifting a finger. Take one hundred disciples: every day he gains 100 years of cultivation power. Even a Soul Transformation Venerable before him can’t survive a single blow. Take ten thousand disciples: every day he gains 10,000 years of cultivation power! With a wave of his hand, he topples empires. With a single step, he crushes the sacred grounds of the universe. ... While others fight tooth and nail for secret techniques, Lin Yan casually hands out Nascent Soul-level cultivation manuals as beginner textbooks. While others strain to find talented recruits, Lin Yan opens his doors to anyone—so long as they’re human. In just three short years, the Heavenly Yan Sect went from a backwater sect made up of three crumbling huts to a sacred land that every cultivator under heaven would kill to enter. ... One day, otherworldly demon gods invade, with a million demon soldiers pressing down upon the realm. Lin Yan, yawning, rises from his lounge chair and glances at the system panel: [Current Disciples: 1.28 million] [Daily Cultivation Increase: 1.28 million years] He waves his hand casually, and the countless demon soldiers are reduced to ashes in an instant. “So noisy… interrupting my fishing.”
