The next morning, Danxuan opened her eyes from the state of cultivation and looked at the purple spirit sleeping next to her. She was still wearing her purple robe, which outlined her good figure. Because of her large collar, it showed a magnificent stretch.

Danxuan quickly turned away his eyes for fear that he might not be able to take them away again.

Slowly stretching his back, he looked out at the rising sun outside the cave mouth, with a smile on his face.

Deep in the mountain range, at the foot of Shenfeng, Danxuan and Ziling came to the lake. On the way, the man and the beast hardly...