Even though Ye Jiuyou had fully expected the pair to get all lovey-dovey, she had not anticipated that this cute little snowflake could burn quite that hot. And even more unexpected was that Zhao Changhe would actually dare to go through with it right on her own bed.0

Watching the scene unfold in her own dwelling, Ye Jiuyou stared, stunned, utterly dumbfounded. Her mind went blank as she had no idea what to do or how to react.0

She thought it would be over in a short while. But she had underestimated Zhao Changhe. Not only was he ranked first on the Ranking of Heaven for his martial arts prowess, it turned out that his sky-propping pillar really was strong enough to hold the sky up. Half the night passed, and they were still going strong.2

To make things worse, thanks to Piaomiao power-leveling in her place, Cui Yuanyang’s body could now handle a great deal more. The two were in perfect sync, tireless, lost in each other with seemingly no end in sight.0

They even started dual cultivating in the process, taking advantage of the moment to heal Zhao Changhe’s lingering internal injuries, finally mending the damage that had refused to recover before.0

Am I really going to have to sit here all night and watch the live performance?0

Ye Jiuyou’s eyes darted back and forth, her thoughts spinning. Then, with a subtle motion, she cast a quiet spell.0

Piaomiao, who had been deep in slumber, slowly drifted awake. In her hazy state, she did not quite know what was happening… only that she felt an overwhelming wave of bliss coursing through her as if she were floating among clouds.0

She basked in it for a moment until full awareness struck.0

And then she nearly passed out from sheer rage. Her consciousness faded so fast that even Cui Yuanyang did not notice that Piaomiao...0