Chapter 2110: Chapter 698: Return to the Myriad Demon Abyss, the Might of the Soul-calling Beast! A few days later. Five Poisons Cult, Five Saints Hall, Sect Hierarch’s sleeping quarters, in complete disarray. Exquisite and luxurious furniture toppled over, the teacups on the table spilled to the ground, tea pooling into small puddles, reflecting a shimmering hazy glow. The central position’s purple sandalwood table and chairs cracked, one table leg slightly bent, as if having endured some fierce collision and attack. The purple jade bed, where the Five Poisons Cult Leader usually rests, now lay in disorder, full of wrinkles like a crumpled scroll. The cloud-like orderly curtains seemed to be swept by a wild storm, loosely hanging, with a few strands of sheer fabric weakly draped over the bed’s edge. The draped canopy, usually languid and low, was torn into strips, mingled with the elegant and refined purple-red skirt dropping to the ground, emitting a lingering fragrance. Not far from there, a shimmering silver headpiece, along with several pairs of wrinkled silk socks scattered on the ground, various styles of high heels, embroidered shoes, adding a hint of evocative and mesmerizing colors to the whole sleeping quarters. "Swish——" At this moment, a faint sound of spring water echoed from the side hall of the sleeping quarters. Nangong Mili gradually awakened, her beautiful eyes hazy and blurry, gazing at Lu Changsheng in the pool with their Sect Leader... Thinking to herself, only their Sect Leader, a Nascent Soul True Lord, could withstand Lu Changsheng’s astonishing physique. In the past, she believed that she, Little Chan, and Lu Changsheng had reached their limits, yet she realized her late Core Formation cultivation level was so unworthy under his lashing... Watching her Sect Leader’s flushed cheeks, glowing red skin with fine beads of sweat, Nangong Mili’s heart couldn’t help but stir. Although she had seen her Sect Leader in such a state before, she had never seen her so helpless and vulnerable. Watching their usually high and mighty Sect Leader, Nascent Soul True Lord, now involuntarily moaning under Lu Changsheng’s lashing, showing the most primitive beauty, truly... But after all, it was their Sect Leader, the accumulated dignity over the years wouldn’t dissipate so quickly. Nangong Mili just watched quietly, eyes hazy, with waves flowing. It’s unclear how much time passed, the sixteen or seventeen-year-old Five Poisons Cult Leader collapsed weakly in the pool, her delicate hand caressing her slightly bulging abdomen, beautiful eyes intoxicated and rolling back, then directly fell asleep, body encircled by five-colored radiance, gradually returning to her usual appearance. "Huff!" Lu Changsheng breathed a refreshed sigh, without any fatigue, only feeling spirited. Ever since advancing to Fourth Rank Physique. No, should say Quasi-Fourth Rank Physique, he hadn’t been so thoroughly satisfied for a long time. Previously, just with Hong Lian, Nangong Mili and her disciple, he could slightly indulge. But as Physique advanced to Fourth Rank, and physical strength improved another level, he needed to restrain his power again. These days, facing the Five Poisons Cult’s Sect Leader, a Nascent Soul True Lord, he finally didn’t hold back. Though gazing at the pool, where the delicate body of the Five Poisons Cult Leader lay weak and enveloped by five-colored radiance, his heart surged with a strong sense of guilt. He indeed was not tender enough to Ayoudo. Even though she is a Nascent Soul Cultivator, she hadn’t refined her body, and physically she was just ordinary. He immediately reached out to lift the small body of the Five Poisons Cult Leader from the pool, walked out of the water, and looked at Nangong Mili not far away. "You... you made the Sect Leader faint." Nangong Mili’s voice carried a few breaths, surprised, and said softly and charmingly. Though she had experienced exhaustion, their Sect Leader was a Nascent Soul True Lord. Even a Nascent Soul Cultivator fainted under Lu Changsheng’s lashing, this, this, this... "Doesn’t Mili want to be like the Sect Leader?" Lu Changsheng smiled and said. "No... I don’t want to....." Though such a thing is truly blissful, she was still soft and aching from just awakening. Nangong Mili’s response was as Lu Changsheng expected, he chuckled lightly, picked up her tender feet not wearing shoes or socks. The ten crystal toes were like white jade grapes, perfectly enticing. The nails painted with saffron juice complemented her snowy jade skin, revealing a silent allure. "Mmm~" Nangong Mili’s elongated phoenix eyes glanced at Lu Changsheng, her voice somewhat cheerful as she hummed, then her beautiful eyes slightly squinted, sometimes frowning, sometimes toes curling, her snowy toes and plump thighs slightly trembling. Knowing that Nangong Mili’s body hadn’t recovered yet, Lu Changsheng did not continue, just tenderly held her for a moment, then took her and Ayoudo back to the sleeping quarters. Looking at the chaotic state of the quarters, Lu Changsheng shook his head slightly. Thinking this was just Fourth Rank Physique. If two Fifth Rank Body Refining Cultivators practiced Dual Cultivation, how astonishing would the commotion be? "Would it be under the sky as a quilt, the earth as a bed, the mountains and forests as the curtain?" Lu Changsheng imagined the upheaval when two Body Refining Cultivators practiced Dual Cultivation, couldn’t help but laugh, then rested with the two ladies. ... Although Ayoudo had fainted, she woke up after resting for an hour. After opening her eyes, she looked at Lu Changsheng with a bit of a reproachful tone. After all, this strenuous indulgence, even for her as a Nascent Soul True Lord, was hard to bear. However, after several days of Dual Cultivation, she realized Lu Changsheng’s physique further advanced and broke through. Seeing the state of the Five Poisons Cult Leader at that moment, Lu Changsheng felt even more guilty, immediately discarding unrelated thoughts, asked about the business: "Ayoudo, what’s the current situation of Yiming Ghost Sect?" Ayoudo’s tender skin, delicate and smooth enough to blow apart, still showed a faint red glow, her voice weak and powerless, "Ming Sha has been hiding in the sect ever since returning from Vast Sand Illusion Realm, I don’t know the specifics."