"Oh... young master Qingyi is so amazing!"
"What are those silver threads in your lightning Qi? Sword Qi?"
The women surrounded Qingyi, their eyes shining with admiration.
Although they looked innocent and cute, each of them was a lightning cultivator who had dedicated their entire life to training in the way of the sword.
It would in no way be incorrect to say that any one of them understood more than Qingyi about this path, despite being much weaker than him.
"Girls, be respectful!" Elize scolded them, the voluptuous milf making her way through the priestesses.
Her beautiful purple hair was tied up in an elegant bun, her pure white dress struggling to contain her lush curves.
Her eyes met Qingyiās and she looked away, a rosy blush taking over her cheeks.
She hadnāt spoken to him since what happened in the morning, her legs were still a little shaky and her heart raced as soon as their gazes met.
She wanted to talk to him, to feel his embrace, but she simply couldnāt find the words.
"What are you looking at? Get back to training! I wonāt bring you liquor from the village if you donāt work hard!" Qin Yueli finally recovered from her shock.
Hearing her words, the womenās eyes filled with terror as they ran to get their swords.
They could be without anything. But their liquor? No. That was impossible!
Watching them walk away, Qingyi couldnāt help but laugh slightly.
It was cute to see a bunch of hot milfs acting like little brats trying not to lose their favorite toys.
"Is everything all right?" Elize asked, touching Yueliās shoulder gently, her beautiful purple eyes full of concern as she watched her sister priestessās downcast look.
"Iām fine." Yueli forced a bitter smile onto her face.
She really hadnāt expected to lose so devastatingly.
Letting out a long, deep sigh, she picked up her sword and sheathed it.
"Iām going to go into cultivation behind closed doors and prepare for a breakthrough. No one must disturb me."
Yueli turned away, her steps a little tremulous, but her distant eyes were soon filled with determination.
She pushed the weight off her chest completely; defeat was always bitter, especially when it came so resoundingly.
But she had many people to protect, and the only acceptable option was to use this defeat as fuel to increase her power.
Elize raised her hand to Yueli, but held back at the last moment.
Yueli hadnāt been like this since the first defeat she suffered at the hands of Hei Lang, that was the time she made a breakthrough into the Foundation Realm and almost killed him.
Qingyi just exhaled heavily.
He didnāt know if that was good or bad, maybe he should have faked a little more difficulty?
Hurting a cultivatorās pride could often lead to heart demons and Qi deviations, a truly frightening thing.
"Sheāll be fine..." Elize approached Qingyi and, away from her sistersā eyes, finally moved her fingers.
First, shyly, she touched his arms gently.
Her shoulders trembled and she finally gathered her courage, enveloping him in a gentle hug, her twin mountains engulfing Qingyiās biceps in a soft, warm embrace.
"She always turns frustration into strength... we wouldnāt have survived this long if it hadnāt been for that." She pressed her face against his shoulder.
The warmth of Qingyiās powerful, masculine body drove all doubts from her heart.
"I understand, sheās a strong woman." Qingyi grinned, lowering his face and planting a kiss on Elizeās lips.
It began softly, his lips gently sinking into hers, but soon intensified.
His free hand grasped one of her breasts firmly, the creamy skin spilling out between his fingers, while his tongue invaded her mouth voraciously.
"Mmph~~" Elize moaned, but soon pulled her lips away from Qingyiās. "Not here..."
"Then where?" He squeezed her breasts a little tighter, his fingers grasping a puffy pink nipple beneath the thin fabric, drawing another moan as sweet as a heavenly symphony from the priestessās lips.
"Follow me..." She gave a shy smile as she walked away, her slender, delicate fingers entwining in his as she led him out of the temple.
Qingyiās eyes were fixed on Elizeās back, down her moist, delicate neck to her plump, bubble butt, the globes of pale flesh rippling with every step.
He wanted to sink his cock into that fat, juicy ass right now, but he controlled himself, curious to see where she would take him.
Soon, the landscape around them changed.
The forest surrounding the temple closed in a little more as they made their way up the mountain on a well-maintained path.
The gentle, pleasant breeze that always caressed the temple grew a little stronger, enough to make Qingyiās long black hair flutter, but not enough to cause discomfort.
Elize suddenly halted her steps, and Qingyi looked over her shoulder, his beautiful black eyes shining as he felt warm steam hit his face.
They were hot springs, hidden beneath the dense forest, dozens of bubbling lakes exuding a pleasant scent.
Elize let go of Qingyiās hand as she took a step forward, grabbing her dress.
With a gentle movement, the thin fabric slid down her curves, momentarily caught on her huge twin mountains before, with a little help, falling to her thin, delicate waist, revealing her naked body.
Qingyiās eyes scanned her hungrily, from her delicate neck to her protruding, pink nipples, to the pale, soft lips of her puffy, plump pussy, completely hiding the pink interior.
Elize hugged her own breasts, pushing them against her delicate torso, her attempt to hide only creating an even more sensual sight.
"W-what do you think?" she asked, looking away, her cheeks burning with embarrassment.
"Itās beautiful..." Qingyi replied, resisting the urge to start drooling.
His white robes also fell to the rocky floor as he wrapped his arms around her slim waist, his hands sinking into her plump, perfect buttocks with a loud smack.
"Ahh~~" Elize moaned, her lips soon being sealed by Qingyiās, her huge breasts pressed firmly against his muscular chest.