"What is it?" Although Chen Yuanyuan vaguely felt that Song Qingshu's eyes were a little strange, she still couldn't resist the temptation of eternal youth and asked.
The red light in Song Qingshu's eyes became even more intense. As he drank, he revealed a devilish smile. "There are only three ways for a person who has never learned martial arts to obtain deep inner energy in a short period of time."
"The first way is to take a natural treasure, which can often add decades of inner strength. However, natural treasures are too rare, and only a few people in Jianghu have seen them. In addition, natural treasures are most effective for people who practice martial arts. People like you, who don't even have meridians blocked, won't be able to absorb the medicinal power in it. Most of it will be wasted."
"The second way is to use the Northern Underworld Divine Skill of the Xiaoyao Sect or the Star Sucking Skill of the Sun Moon Sect. It can absorb other people's inner strength for your own use. Unfortunately, these two methods are too harmful. No one wants their hard-earned inner strength to be absorbed by others. Therefore, these two methods are regarded as evil by people in Jianghu. Those who practice it will easily become the public enemy of Jianghu."
"The third way is to find a martial arts master and let him willingly impart his inner strength to you. After imparting his inner strength, that master will often exhaust his essence and blood and die soon. Who in the world is willing to sacrifice themselves like this?"
After listening to Song Qingshu's explanation, Chen Yuanyuan looked disappointed, "It seems that I have no hope in this life."
"Not necessarily." Song Qingshu smiled slightly.
Chen Yuanyuan looked at him in confusion. Song Qingshu then continued, "The martial arts I practice are very magical. I can impart my inner strength to a woman when I'm intimate with her. At the same time, I don't suffer as much loss as other kinds of inner strength imparting. Are you interested in trying it, Madam?"
Chen Yuanyuan was stunned at first, thinking that she had misheard. However, when she saw the evil look in Song Qingshu's eyes, she finally understood that she had not misheard. Her face was so red that it seemed like blood was about to seep out. She said coldly, "Young Master, please behave yourself!"
After saying that, she got up and walked out. Who knew that Song Qingshu would grab her wrist and pull her into his arms.
"Let me go!" Chen Yuanyuan struggled to get up, but it was a pity that other than bringing a burst of pleasure to the other party's body, there was no other effect.
"Madam, why are you in such a hurry to leave? We haven't finished drinking yet." Song Qingshu pinched her chin with his fingers, took a glass of wine, and moved it to her rosy lips.
Chen Yuanyuan was embarrassed and angry at the same time. She had not expected the other party to suddenly become like this. Just as she was about to scold him, she raised her head and met a pair of demonic eyes. A trace of confusion suddenly flashed in her eyes.
"Does Madam really not want to stay young forever?" Song Qingshu's voice seemed to be near and far at the same time, so illusory and unfathomable.
"Yes ~" Although Chen Yuanyuan felt that something was wrong, she still answered mechanically.
"Does Madam hate me?" Song Qingshu lowered his head and asked in her ear.
A blush appeared on Chen Yuanyuan's neck, and she subconsciously shook her head. "I don't hate it."
"Since you don't hate me, and I can let you stay young forever, why do you reject me?" Song Qingshu's fingers slid across her face. He felt that the tender feeling on his fingertips was truly soul-stirring.
Chen Yuanyuan's body also trembled, and she murmured.
"I don't know, I …"
Before she could finish, Song Qingshu had already kissed her, forcing the rest of her words back into her mouth.
"Wuuu ~" Chen Yuanyuan's body stiffened. She was just about to reach out and push him away, but her mind was a mess. Her outstretched hand instead hugged his shoulder, and her whole body gradually softened.
Hugging her hot and alluring body, Song Qingshu also felt that his body was getting hotter and hotter. Especially when he thought of her identity that could turn all living things upside down, his heart was incomparably excited. He couldn't help but feel his breathing quicken as he explored her body.
After an unknown amount of time, light footsteps came from outside the door. A maidservant stuck her head out to look around. Song Qingshu suddenly looked up and said coldly, "Didn't I say that no one is allowed to disturb this place?"
"This servant is just here to ask if there is anything else you need here." The maidservant's eyes flashed as she replied timidly.
"Nothing. Without my order, no one is allowed to take a step near this garden!" With that, Song Qingshu waved his hand, and the two doors closed with a bang. The maidservant also felt her body being carried by an invisible force. When she recovered from her shock, she found that she was already several feet away.
"I wonder which side's spy she is." Song Qingshu frowned and thought. If that bastard Chen Youliang still didn't send her over, he would have a good time!
After this small interlude, Song Qingshu regained some of his rationality. Suddenly, he heard a "moan" coming from his arms. Looking down, he saw Chen Yuanyuan looking at him with a pair of wide, watery eyes.
Her previously dignified clothes were now completely disheveled, faintly revealing the snow-white cleavage of her chest. What made Song QingShu's pupils contract even more was that his hand was currently in her lapel. That warm and soft touch in his palm didn't need to think to know what he was pinching.
"What's going on?" Song Qingshu was stunned. It took him a long time to sort out the whole thing. He couldn't help but curse in his heart. Before, they were still talking about the problem of the heart demon. He didn't expect it to appear again at this time!
Maybe it was because Huang Rong's pregnancy had shocked him too much, or maybe it was because Chen Yuanyuan was too beautiful, or maybe it was some other reason that caused a flaw to appear in Song Qingshu's heart. The heart demon that had been lurking for a long time naturally wouldn't let go of such a great opportunity. In an instant, it used its desire to destroy his rationality. Fortunately, during this period of time, his cultivation was getting higher and he had a deeper understanding of the side effects of the Blissful Dhyana. So, when the maidservant interrupted him, he woke up. If it was in the past, he would probably have to wait until he completely vented his desire before he could wake up. But if he did that, the heart demon would unknowingly grow a little stronger.
"Why is it that I'm becoming more and more like the Evil King Shi Zhixuan?" Song Qingshu was having a headache. He didn't want to become that psychopath with schizophrenia.
"Qingshu …" At this time, Chen Yuanyuan suddenly let out a sweet voice, which made Song Qingshu's body swell up a little again.
Looking at her curled up in his arms like a cat in heat, with her mesmerizing body vaguely visible under her messy dress, Song Qingshu recalled that he seemed to have used the Soul Transfer Spell on her just now. At this moment, Chen Yuanyuan could be said to be obedient and let him do whatever he wanted.
Chen Yuanyuan seemed to be a little uncomfortable, twisting around in his arms. Although there were only two layers of clothes between them, her round and plump body made Song Qingshu's scalp tingle.
"Why don't I make the best of it? Anyway, she's been affected by the Soul Transfer Spell, so she won't remember what happened afterward." At the thought of keeping this world's most beautiful femme fatale in the mansion, getting along normally during the day, and at night, treating her as a bed partner to play with without any responsibility, she would have no idea … A trace of red gradually appeared in Song Qingshu's eyes.
Fortunately, the current Song QingShu was not the same as when he had just transmigrated. After two years of tempering and growth, his will had become firmer and firmer. Only then could he suppress that tempting thought with great perseverance.
Pulling his hand out of Chen Yuanyuan's clothes, Song Qingshu deliberately turned his head to the other side to avoid looking at her. After a long time, he finally calmed down.
He turned back to help Chen Yuanyuan tidy up her messy clothes. Unexpectedly, Chen Yuanyuan took the opportunity to grab his hand and press it on her chest. "Qingshu, I'm so hot …"
Perhaps it was because he had experienced too many ups and downs in his life, when Song Qingshu saw Chen Yuanyuan, the femme fatale who was once the most beautiful woman in the world had become the quiet hermit with a heart as still as water. Usually, she looked dignified and gentle, but at this moment, she seemed to have become that peerless beauty again. Her voice was coquettish, and her moist red lips matched with her slight panting. Even an enlightened monk would not be able to resist the temptation to return to secular life if he saw her.
Song Qingshu took a look, and his nose started to bleed like it was free. He almost lost his mind and was controlled by his inner demons again. He quickly sealed Chen Yuanyuan's acupoints before he calmed down.
"Fortunately, I didn't inject the Joyful Genuine Qi into her body just now, otherwise things would have gotten out of hand." Song Qingshu rejoiced. Although it was every man's dream to have sex with a beauty like Chen Yuanyuan, under such circumstances, Song Qingshu could not help but feel uneasy.
Song Qingshu closed his eyes and organized his words for a while. Only then did he undo Chen Yuanyuan's Soul Transfer Technique, and at the same time, unsealed her acupoints.
"What happened just now?" Chen Yuanyuan opened her eyes and asked blankly.
"We were just talking about how to increase our power. Who knew that you would suddenly be distracted, so I woke you up." Song Qingshu answered without a blush on his face.
"Is that so?" Chen Yuanyuan frowned slightly. She vaguely felt that something was wrong. After thinking carefully, she suddenly said angrily, "I didn't expect you to be this kind of person!"
"Why do you say that, Madam?" Song Qingshu was shocked. Oh no, could it be that she still had the memory of what happened just now?
Chen Yuanyuan blushed and turned her head away, "I just want to say that I won't accept your method."
Song Qingshu breathed a sigh of relief. It turned out that she only remembered this. That's good, that's good, "Madam, don't misunderstand. The method I said just now was deliberately used to test Madam."
"Deliberately test me?" Chen Yuanyuan asked curiously and couldn't help but turn her head back.
"Yes, if I didn't do this, how would I know Madam's character?" Song Qingshu couldn't help but admire his own adaptability. "Madam also knows that with my current martial arts and reputation, coupled with the power in my hands, there are many women who will use various means to get close to me. I must eliminate those women with bad intentions."
Chen Yuanyuan felt very wronged. She thought that she was obviously being teased by him, but in the end, she became a scheming woman. The more she thought about it, the angrier she became. She directly stood up, "So in Young Master's heart, Yuanyuan has always been this kind of woman. I also don't dare to ask for a snub. I will leave now."
Song Qingshu hurriedly pulled her back, "Madam, please don't be angry. It was me who gauged the heart of a gentleman with my own mean measure. I will apologize to you, okay?"
In this world, men were superior to women. There were very few men who would take the initiative to apologize. Looking at the other's apologetic eyes, Chen Yuanyuan couldn't help but be in a trance. She muttered, "I am only a woman, not some gentleman."
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