Chapter 792 The Great War of the Dynasty, the straightforward and frank Mu Hongling

Upon hearing Fu Ye's words, a rare look of seriousness appeared in the dark eyes of the old man with black pupils.

"Leave this matter to me. Having been given a second chance at life, my only wish is to completely annihilate the Demon race!"

At that moment, Tang Pu immediately chimed in, "Master! Me too!"

Before we knew it, a year had passed in the blink of an eye.

The Imperial Inn of the Great Yan Dynasty.

Fu Ye was leisurely lying on the soft bed, while Qing Tan was giving him a back massage with her soft little feet clad in white silk.

"Brother Fu Ye, how's Qing Tan's pressure? Does it feel good?"

Upon hearing Qingtan's question, Fu Ye's face was full of enjoyment.

"Qingtan's strength is great. If you're tired, you can rest for a while."

Fifteen minutes later, glistening beads of sweat appeared on Qingtan's cheeks.

Qingtan rested comfortably on Fu Ye's back. "Phew~ Back massage really is a skill."

"Of course, the back-stepping technique I'm teaching you requires mobilizing all your energy. That girl Feng Qing'er wouldn't be so patient as to step on my back."

Hearing Fu Ye complaining about Feng Qing'er again, Qing Tan covered her mouth and chuckled.

"Hehe, from now on, Qingtan will give Brother Fu Ye a back massage. Qingtan will be a good girl!"

Qingtan's voice was sweet, and Fu Ye couldn't help but feel grateful that his little darling, whom he had raised for almost twenty years, had always been warm and caring.

Fu Ye rolled over, while Qing Tan remained on top of him.

Unlike other drug users, Qingtan has a truly petite figure.

Now at nineteen, she still maintains a height of 1.55 meters.

Fu Ye held her in his arms as if he were holding a doll.

"Hehe, give me a kiss, Brother Fu Ye!"

A few minutes later.

Fu Ye stroked Qing Tan's little feet with one hand and pinched her little face with the other.

Perhaps it was because Fu Ye was tickling her soles that she felt very itchy, which made her cheeks turn slightly red.

"Well"

Qingtan never refused Fu Ye's affection, even though she sometimes felt uncomfortable.

Before long, fine beads of sweat appeared on Qingtan's body, and her cheeks turned completely crimson.

Fu Ye held the delicate and boneless Qing Tan in his arms with great comfort, and she was now completely limp and lying on Fu Ye's body.

"Brother Fu Ye is naughty."

Qingtan weakly pounded Fu Ye's chest with her two small hands, while Fu Ye held her in his arms.

Soon, as if sensing something, Qingtan shyly darted towards Fu Ye's body.

Perhaps out of shyness, Qingtan covered herself with the small blanket next to her.

"Smack smack".

In the stillness of the night, Qingtan slowly crawled out from under the covers.

The moment she stepped out, her slightly evasive eyes met Fu Ye's gaze.

"Brother Fu Ye, Qing Tan is a bad child."

Upon hearing Qingtan's words, Fu Ye affectionately patted her head.

"Qingtan is not a bad child. Qingtan is a very sensible and well-behaved child." As he said this, Fu Ye flipped over and switched places with Qingtan.

He gently whispered a warm breath into her ear, "Qingtan has become sensible."

Qingtan closed her eyes tightly, her two small, white hands holding Fu Ye tightly, and murmured, "Qingtan is a good child, Qingtan is very sensible."

The following morning, Qingtan, who had been recuperating in the time barrier for a full week, was finally able to get out of bed with difficulty.

Upon seeing this scene, Feng Qing'er, who had just arrived, curled her lips in disapproval.

As expected, Fu Ye still prefers Qing Tan, a legally raised little girl.

She had heard before that Lord Fu Ye had some very cute little maids around him. At first, she thought he was a pervert, but she later learned that those seemingly short little maids were old enough to be her grandmothers.
She originally thought Fu Ye would make a move on her when Qing Tan was eighteen, but she never expected that he would not make a move until she was nineteen.

However, now that Qingtan has already boarded this pirate ship, I believe that little girl Linxia is probably not far behind.

But what intrigued her most was, what was Qingtan's favorite sexual position? Face to face, from behind, or something else?
Hehehe, I'll go ask her later and see if this little girl is shy.

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While Fu Ye was having fun and joking with his female friends, Lin Dong was working hard to find resources to break through.

Although the Great Yan Dynasty was not considered wealthy, it did have some resources.

The Holy Spirit Pool alone can accommodate five people for absorption, increasing the probability of breaking through to the Nirvana Realm.

Of course, these things were nothing but trash to Fu Ye, since even a single pill he casually took out was probably more valuable than this so-called Holy Spirit Pool.

Lin Dong and Lin Langtian, these two sworn enemies, naturally clashed again. However, since Lin Dong did not obtain the Devouring Ancestral Symbol, he did not steal the energy that belonged to Lin Langtian.

A week later.

After a few days of adjustment, Xiao Qingtan has begun to adapt to Fu Ye's intensity.

"Brother Fu Ye, my lower back is so sore!"

Qingtan lay dejectedly on Fu Ye's body. If she had been massaging Fu Ye a few days ago, now it was Fu Ye massaging her to relieve her back and leg pain and fatigue.

"Who told you to show off and insist on experiencing the feeling of taking off a few more times? Now look what happened, your little body is almost falling apart."

While massaging Qingtan, Fu Ye channeled his Yuan energy into her body to nourish it.

"Hehe, I just had that experience, I'm a little hungry."

"But I remember Lin Dong and the others are going to some ancient battlefield these days. Brother Fu Ye, are we going too?"

Upon hearing Qingtan's question, Fu Ye nodded after a moment's thought.

"Anyway, we don't have anything to do right now, so let's call your sister Qing'er and Lin Xia later, and we'll go there together to join in the fun."

The ancient battlefield, at its center.

Yangcheng.

This is one of the gathering points of geniuses within a radius of a hundred miles, and also the place where true geniuses gathered during the Great War of a Hundred Dynasties.

Of course, in Fu Ye's eyes, these so-called geniuses were no different from ordinary people.

Fu Ye and Feng Qing'er were immediately targeted by others upon their arrival.

Here, beautiful female geniuses almost always disguise themselves as male cultivators, because there are no moral or legal constraints here, only the most primal killing and desire.

"Tsk, is this what they call a genius? It's disgusting."

Feng Qing'er, once a peerless genius of the Dou Qi Continent, believed she had seen many geniuses.

But in her eyes, all these people here were nothing more than worthless scoundrels.

"These aren't just any geniuses; only those who survive the final selection process can truly be called geniuses." (End of Chapter)