Chapter 111: 111 - I want it too. "Mhmhm~~" Xia Yunfei moaned softly, her body enveloped in an intense warmth as her mind slowly calmed down. She felt a powerful healing energy flowing through her meridians, accompanied by a strong, protective touch that pulled her against something firm, warm and strangely comfortable. Her eyes opened slowly, her mind still a little fuzzy as she observed her surroundings. ’Had it all really been a dream?’ She asked herself, but soon realized something strange. Why was there something big, hard and pulsating pressing against her bottom? She raised her face and her eyes met Qingyi’s handsome face, which was gazing lovingly at her. Her body shuddered and she came fully awake, realizing the situation she was in. A high-pitched scream escaped her lips as she jumped off Qingyi’s lap. She could feel her body heating up, a strange tingling sensation appearing between her legs. [You indecently touched an expert of much higher cultivation than yours! +50 lust points] [Xia Yunfei’s Lust increased by 10%] [Xia Yunfei’s Corruption increased by 5 points! +25 lust points] "Ughn..." Her back hit the wall and an intense pain ran through her body, her knees buckling. "Careful!" Ignoring the system’s warnings, Qingyi stood up quickly, grabbing her shoulders and preventing her from falling. Yunfei’s eyes didn’t even sweep past him, focusing instead on the beautiful woman with skin as pale as snow, amethyst eyes and black hair tied up in a ponytail. That woman was...? No... it wasn’t possible. Yunfei’s eyes quickly fixed on the sword sheathed at Qingyi’s waist, and she immediately understood. That wasn’t a dream... Rising with difficulty, she took a step towards Ruxue before falling to her knees, prostrating herself. "Xia Yunfei, the 234th priestess of the Lightning Spirit Temple greets the ancestor!" She declared and Ruxue smiled gently before approaching. The spiritual beauty’s long, delicate fingers wrapped around the priestess’s shoulders before pulling her into an embrace. Tears stained her dress, but she didn’t care. "It’s all right dear... it’s over... I’m back..." Ruxue whispered, her voice soft and motherly as the priestess sobbed into her shoulder. Qingyi just watched them, shaking his head. It was good to see Ruxue acting so caring. But not only that. His eyes flicked over their pressed bodies, Ruxue’s huge tits squeezing against Yunfei’s, way smaller but still large and beautiful. "Let’s heal your wounds first..." Ruxue said, smiling softly. "Yes, ancestor!" Yunfei replied, feeling Ruxue’s hands on her back. The two of them cultivated together for long hours, Ruxue helping Yunfei to recover her body. With her consciousness regained, Yunfei no longer had any problems dealing with the cold and in fact, could withstand it better than Qingyi himself, her cultivation of the ninth stage of the Golden Core realm slowly returning to full strength. When she had finally recovered sufficiently, Yunfei’s eyes locked onto the handsome young man and she hesitated for a brief moment. He was the wielder of the heaven-defying thunder sword, the hero of the fortune-teller’s prophecy. "This one is Long Qingyi, it’s a pleasure to meet you..." Qingyi introduced himself, hesitating for a moment before continuing. "I apologize for the way I... well..." Qingyi scratched the back of his head awkwardly. "It’s okay... thanks for saving me, young hero!" ’Young hero?’ Qingyi couldn’t help but feel a little strange at being called that. Raising his gaze, he saw Ruxue smiling at him before returning to the sword. Soon, it was just him and Yunfei. "Did you..." Her lips parted softly. "Did you pass by the temple?" "Yes..." Qingyi nodded. "The girls are fine, Yueli did an amazing job looking after them." Those words made Yunfei smile immediately, but she was unable to erase the melancholy from her voice. "She’s always been the most responsible of the girls. She and Elize always promised me that they would take care of everything and that I should get more rest..." Yunfei focused her eyes on the fire, her long, delicate arms wrapping around her knees. "Even more responsible than me..." Qingyi didn’t reply, also fixing his gaze on the flames. He honestly didn’t know what to say. "Do you think they would forgive me?" She asked. "Yes..." Qingyi nodded. "But... Why? After what I did..." "Because they love you." Qingyi stood up and, with a wave, a sword appeared in his hand. "H-how?" Yunfei looked at the sword in his hands in shock. "I killed King Zhenwang after taking the Heaven-Defying Thunder Sword. The moment I found out that there was a chance, however slim, that you might be alive, I immediately came here." He took a step towards her, handing her the sword. "Because I love them too and I want to see them happy." Yunfei held the sword with a complicated look, her mind still trying to comprehend those words. "You love them? Did you...?" "I slept with all of them and took them as my wives," Qingyi nodded. She would find out one way or another; there was no point in lying. Those words almost blew Yunfei’s mind. All of them? Not just Yueli or Elize? "The lightning spirit-" "She’s my wife too. Honestly, I would have been killed by her if it had been up to my skills alone, so I had to use alternative methods." Those words only caused the black-haired beauty even more shock. Alternative methods? What did he mean by that? She suddenly remembered Qingyi’s touch and the sensation it caused in her, very similar to the one described in a book about pleasure demons she had read when she was younger. Her face immediately flushed, the tingling in her groin returning as she imagined the scene. Had he really used such techniques to conquer her beloved girls and even her esteemed ancestor? "I’m not a pleasure demon, don’t worry. I just have a... strange constitution," Qingyi said, imagining what was going through her mind. Yunfei hesitated, her eyes filled with a torrent of emotions before it all turned into determination. "I want it too." "What?" "Make me your wife too! Allow me to serve you eternally alongside the ancestor!"