Chapter 1 Senior Sister, Don’t Do It

"Senior sister, please let me go."

Xianwu Continent, Shengyuan Demon Sect.

In a room decorated in pink, with many red candles lit, the atmosphere was extremely charming.

Zhao Mu's pleading did not make the other party stop.

At this moment, the woman lying on him, wearing a bright red wedding dress, with a swaying fox tail under the skirt, was none other than Senior Sister Chu Jiaoyan who took good care of him every day.

If Zhao Mu had not crossed over to Xianwu Continent a year ago, he would have laughed so hard to be able to be on top of a top-notch woman like Chu Jiaoyan.

But even if he had a pure yang body after crossing over, he could not resist Chu Jiaoyan's demands day and night.

Zhao Mu did not think about resisting, but Chu Jiaoyan's strength was better than his.

Don't look at Chu Jiaoyan's extreme tenderness to him when she was intimate, giving Zhao Mu the enjoyment of an emperor.

But as long as Zhao Mu was a little lazy and did not let her be satisfied, he would be beaten.

After being beaten to a pulp, she would apologize with regret, and then take out the expensive healing medicine to heal Zhao Mu's injuries.

The witch is not scary, but the witch is also sickly, Zhao Mu can't afford to offend her.

So he gave up resistance for the past six months, and let Chu Jiaoyan take her without restraint day and night.

This also caused Zhao Mu, who was originally full of pure yang energy, to have cold hands and feet in the hot summer, backache all day long, and even walk unsteadily.

"My husband, today is our wedding day, can you bear to let me stay alone in the empty room!"

Chu Jiaoyan showed a pitiful expression, and her soft and boneless little hands kept wandering on Zhao Mu's body.

Are you playing the role of a newlywed beautiful wife today?

No wonder there are so many candles in the room, and she is wearing a wedding dress.

Zhao Mu is used to this kind of role-playing that is never repeated every day.

I have to say that this vixen is really good at playing. If it weren't for my body being unable to bear it, it would be a great blessing to get such a woman.

"Ahem..."

Zhao Mu was just feeling a surge of evil fire, and suddenly his blood was agitated, and he couldn't help coughing up a piece of blood foam.

Oh, I'm not going to die!

Seeing this, Chu Jiaoyan frowned slightly at first, and then took out a shiny black pill with a smile.

"Come on, husband, take the medicine."

Guyang Pill!

Ordinary people can greatly increase their yang energy in a short period of time after taking it.

But Zhao Mu's body was already full of holes, and if he took Guyang Pill again, he might not live for a few days.

"Senior sister, I don't want to die yet..." Zhao Mu looked bitter and begged Chu Jiaoyan.

Chu Jiaoyan slapped him with her backhand, then pinched Zhao Mu's mouth open and forced the Guyang Pill in.

"You should feel honored to die on my sister's belly. This is a wonderful thing that many people can't even dream of."

"Be obedient, be good, refine the medicinal power well, and stimulate your pure yang constitution."

"My sister's Nine Yin Mysterious Art is about to break through. If you help me break through successfully, I will go to the family to ask for a life-extending pill for you."

I believed your lies.

Chu Jiaoyan has said similar words countless times, but she has never kept her promises.

To her, Zhao Mu is just a consumable that can be thrown away after use.

Alas.

That's it.

At least I have had a good time for more than half a year, and this time travel is not completely in vain.

Just when Zhao Mu closed his eyes and prepared to accept his fate.

A voice suddenly echoed in his mind.

"Ding, the return system has awakened successfully."

"This system is designed to allow all those who contribute to get the rewards they deserve."

"All the contributions of the host can trigger the return system, and the highest reward can be 10,000 times."

"Ding, issuing novice rewards: the first return will definitely get 10,000 times the reward."

Oh my god, system!

Zhao Mu couldn't help but shed tears.

One year, do you know how I spent this year!

"Hehe, junior brother, you don't want it, but your body is still very honest."

Chu Jiaoyan's words brought Zhao Mu back to reality.

The Guyang Pill has begun to take effect. Zhao Mu, who was originally extremely weak, suddenly became full of pure yang energy in his body, as if he had returned to the state when he was just sold to Shengyuan Demon Sect.

Zhao Mu did not arrive at Shengyuan Demon Sect as soon as he traveled through time.

He was originally a noble son of a nearby dynasty, with a superior family background and noble status. He was even engaged to the princess of the dynasty. He was about to become the royal consort and reach the peak of his life.

But just before the wedding, a group of demons from the Shengyuan Demon Sect broke into the dynasty and found Zhao Mu, who had a pure yang body, and robbed him back.

Thinking of this, Zhao Mu was furious, and he didn't know where he got the strength from, but he pressed Chu Jiaoran under him.

Chu Jiaoran was a little surprised, but soon got into the state, and said in a delicate voice: "Husband, please don't pity me, madly occupy me, tonight I belong to you only!"

Damn demon woman!

Zhao Mu turned his grief and anger into strength, and tried his best to squeeze all the pure yang power in his body, sending Chu Jiaoran to bliss again and again.

Finally, when the sky was slightly bright, Zhao Mu, who had fought all night, completely exhausted his pure yang power.

The effect of the Guyang Pill had passed, and Zhao Mu collapsed on the ground, and his vitality began to dissipate.

Chu Jiaoran got up and put on her clothes, and looked at Zhao Mu coldly.

"You useless thing, you wasted my solid Yang Pill, and only contributed this little pure Yang power, which prevented me from breaking through the Nine Yin Mysterious Art. You will die here slowly."

After saying that, Chu Jiaoran left angrily.

She didn't know that at this moment, Zhao Mu's body was undergoing earth-shaking changes.

"Ding, you are being supplemented with pure Yang power by the Nine Charm Sky Fox, triggering a ten thousand times return, and you get the Red Yang Holy Body."

"Rewards are issued, and the initiation begins."

As the system prompts, Zhao Mu, who only has a weak breath left, can't help but raise his mouth slightly.

Immediately afterwards, he felt that a vast and infinite pure Yang power began to pour into his body.

This power is more than a thousand times stronger than his pure Yang body!

In Zhao Mu's body, it seemed as if a rising sun was born.

The powerful pure Yang power was transported to all parts of the body along the meridians.

The body that was over-damaged and in decline began to recover rapidly.

"Ding, congratulations to the host for breaking through the third level of Qi Refining."

"Ding, congratulations to the host for breaking through the fourth level of Qi Refining."

"Ding..."

The process of initiation lasted for half an hour.

When the red sun power in Zhao Mu's body completely calmed down, his cultivation level directly rushed to the tenth level of Qi Refining.

He was only half a step away from the foundation building stage.

Zhao Mu, who had escaped death, climbed up from the ground.

"This is the power of the holy body, so strong!"

He was originally an ordinary pure yang body, but he didn't expect to double it and give him the red sun holy body.

This gap is not a little bit.

The holy body is the physique that practitioners dream of. A cultivator with a holy body will be regarded as a son of a genius in any force and invested a lot of resources in cultivation.

Even in the Shengyuan Demon Sect is no exception.

If it weren't for the system cover, I'm afraid that the entire Shengyuan Demon Sect's high-level would be alarmed at this moment.

After all, the aura produced when the red sun holy body was born is really too terrifying.

"No, I must keep a low profile. There are many powerful people in the Shengyuan Demon Sect. Once my secret is exposed, I'm afraid my fate will be more tragic than becoming a cauldron." Zhao Mu thought to himself.