"That's amazing, Big Brother Huang! I love gentlemanly men like you," Ji Qianqian said, eyelids fluttering as she looked like she was tearing up from gratitude. She spoke in an intentionally cutesy voice that Tianming could barely resist. He couldn't imagine how Huang Jihuang felt about it from even closer.1

As long as cultivators had a seventh astral organ, men and women would be attracted to each other. Growing more godlike only made that desire even more powerful, instead of dampening it. After all, could something even be called alive without any desires?6

But as good as Ji Qianqian's voice sounded, the galactic starbeast...0