At this moment, Su Aiai felt as if she had fallen into a deep valley shrouded in thick fog, completely losing herself.

Her unique nine-colored demon body was like an ancient book filled with hidden knowledge, possessing an instinctive understanding of certain special matters.

Therefore, her soft, boneless hands seemed to possess a strange magic, easily igniting the hidden desires deep within a man's heart.

In his previous life, Fang Han had been involved with countless women, but in this life, he has never truly possessed a woman.

At this moment, being teased by Su Aiai, the long-dormant strings of his heart were gently plucked, causing ripples to spread.

After all, he was also a man of flesh and blood, full of emotions and desires, and he was only twenty years old, the age when his vitality was at its peak.

In an instant, a romantic and ambiguous atmosphere seemed to fill Fang Han's bedroom, like a quietly unfolding scroll, full of beautiful scenery.

Fang Han was completely absorbed in it, enjoying it to the fullest.

However, he was not merely enjoying this moment of pleasure; he was cultivating himself.

His art of harmonious music was always operating silently.

This time, Su Aiai was conscious and neither fainted nor was she disturbed by hallucinations.

She felt as if she were floating in the highest heavens, enveloped in boundless joy.

The joy she felt that afternoon when Fang Han used the Harmony of Qin and Se Technique to create illusions seemed insignificant compared to the present moment.

A shy yet bold thought even flashed through her mind: she wanted to hold Fang Han tightly and not let this beautiful moment stop for even a moment.

Taking advantage of this intimate moment, Fang Han slowly absorbed the pure, spiritual essence from Su Aiai's body into his own.

The true essence contained in the Nine-Colored Demon Body is like pure jade liquid untouched by the world. Fang Han only needs to circulate his internal cultivation technique slightly to remove the impurities and transform it into a spiritual spring that nourishes his meridians and acupoints, eventually flowing into his dantian.

Su Aiai was like a mobile spirit-gathering array; even if Fang Han absorbed her true essence, it could be replenished in a very short time.

As night fell, Fang Han began to perform the Harmony of Qin and Se Technique, and only slowly finished his work late into the night.

He underwent this training seven times in total.

At this moment, the true energy within his body was like a surging, boundless ocean.

Su Aiai, however, was like a butterfly that had exhausted all its strength, lying limp on the bed, her delicate body powerless, without even the slightest strength to move.

On the quilt, a bright red bloodstain stood out, like a delicate red flower blooming on a white snowfield, silently proclaiming her former status as a virgin.

She was indeed pure and innocent in the past, but now, everything has quietly changed.

She has already been taken advantage of by Fang Han.

She simply lay there quietly, her eyes slightly closed. At that moment, her heart was filled with mixed emotions, and a thousand words were deeply buried within her.

She secretly regretted why she had provoked Fang Han in the first place, which had led to her current predicament.

However, amidst that deep regret, a faint sense of relief seemed to quietly emerge.

She knew that Fang Han was a true prodigy, like a rising star, destined to achieve great things in the future.

If I could follow him, perhaps one day I could soar through the heavens like a phoenix rising from the ashes, breaking free from the shackles of an ordinary fate.

But Fang Han completely ignored her and didn't even glance at her again.

Fang Han got out of bed and walked steadily towards the next room.

This room is quiet and serene even during the day, let alone at night.

He slowly closed the door and devoted himself entirely to cultivation.

His Savage Body Refining Technique is now close to completion, but he is still one step away from it.

This technique is profound and mysterious, and the path to cultivation is fraught with difficulties and dangers. One must undergo countless tempering and trials before achieving any success.

Fang Han knew that only by successfully mastering it to a minor level could he break through to the Martial Grandmaster realm.

This breakthrough was of extraordinary significance to him, far more than just an increase in strength.

Once he successfully advances to the Martial Grandmaster level, he can quickly heal the injuries of his grandfather Fang Gaoyang and his uncle Fang Sihai.

After becoming a Martial Grandmaster, he will step into a much wider world of cultivation, where he can begin to cultivate his divine sense and study various mysterious and unpredictable techniques and talisman arts.

His combat power will increase exponentially. In Yanming City, he will no longer be constrained by the Su family, Zhao family and other forces. Even the profound and renowned Divine Doctor Valley will not be able to easily pose a threat to him.

He will be like a war god descended to earth, possessing sufficient influence and deterrence on the land of Yanming City, truly achieving dominance and invincibility.

At this moment, the true essence within Fang Han's body surged and turbulent, like a rushing river, containing boundless power.

He took a deep breath and activated the Savage Body Refining Technique once again, embarking on a new round of body tempering.

As the cultivation technique was activated, his body trembled slightly, every inch of his skin and every muscle was undergoing tempering and baptism from the technique.

Time passed slowly, and after a full hour, he suddenly opened his eyes, his eyes gleaming like brilliant stars in the night sky.

He slowly stood up, exuding a powerful and majestic aura. This aura spread outwards like surging waves, seemingly capable of slightly distorting the space itself.

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