East China Sea, Dapan Mountain.

The headquarters of the Demonic Sect is isolated overseas, on a deserted island with few people, and all the staff are beautiful female monks. Therefore, there are often fishermen who are stranded here, thinking they have accidentally entered an overseas fairyland.

But this beautiful impression will soon be broken... After all, in the eyes of the Heavenly Demonic Dao cultivators, mortals are nothing more than some kind of "consumables for cultivation."

Of course, in the eyes of some higher-level beings, human cultivators might also be consumables, which we will not discuss here for the time being.

In short, there were three Heavenly Demonic Dao monks who went to the Golden Palace Secret Realm, and there were three when they came back.

But the people who went were Lingyun Zhenren and two other Jindan cultivators, and when they came back were Zizai Zushi and Lingyun Zhenren, plus another cultivator.

The remaining real person probably died in the secret realm.

Death was so common within the Heavenly Demon Sect that the death of a real person did not cause any ripples at all.

The residence of Patriarch Zizai is located in the highest palace on the top of Dapan Mountain. Normally, no cultivator of the Heavenly Demon Dao dares to enter without permission, for fear that after encountering Patriarch Zizai, the latter will casually say "Great, I'm short of a sacrifice here" and then drag them away to summon the Heavenly Demon.

However, Patriarch Zizai has indeed not been performing sacrifices to the Heavenly Demon recently, and as a result, the elders who were searching for sacrifices for him have also become more idle - this is of course a good thing, and everyone hopes that it can continue.

But if someone entered the palace, they would see that the person lying on the soft couch where immortals usually sleep is not the infamous Master Zizai, but another young beauty with a slim figure.

This beauty is wearing a thin veil, and her smooth curves are so thrilling just by looking at her from a distance that I can't suppress the impulse of the little universe in my body.

Her long black hair fell down like a waterfall, spreading on the mattress like a blooming black rose. Under her long hair was white skin as smooth as tender fat and ivory, rising again along her shoulders, like a masterpiece carefully drawn by the Creator.

“Sister!” Another cloud of black mist rushed in from the palace gate, transformed into a slender young girl, and threw herself into the arms of the beauty on the couch. “It’s over, it’s over. I’ve been looking for my brother-in-law in the secret realm for a long time, but I can’t find any trace of him!”

"My brother-in-law must have been taken away by those beautiful maids of the Golden Palace True Lord... No, he must have been taken away by the female True Lord of the Golden Palace and secretly had sex with her somewhere!"

Jiang Li'an was hugging his sister subconsciously, but when he heard her next words, he immediately stood up angrily, changed his clothes, and put on his Taoist robe.

"Humph." She said coldly, "Don't tell me, I'll ask him myself."

Jiang Li, feeling unhappy, secretly turned into black mist and soared into the sky. He rushed all the way from Dapan Mountain to Wutai Mountain, and arrived at the headquarters of the Fansheng Dao Sect. He saw Wei Dongliu sitting upright in the room, practicing some difficult magic skills. Black air followed his breathing and drilled in and out between his mouth and nose.

This method was given by the Blood Sea Ancestor, and is called "The Five Internal Organs Blood Corpse Filth Method", which can greatly enhance the filthy characteristics of demonic energy.

When one has practiced to a high level, as long as the evil spirit is contaminated on the opponent's flying sword or magic weapon, it can be directly contaminated, and the spiritual light will not be visible, and there will be no response at all - the most important thing is that this method is almost impossible to break unless it is used against a magic weapon that is specifically designed to restrain it (such as the Oriental Guangjing Colored Glass Lamp).

"Husband." Jiang Li'an put away her angry expression, put on a sweet smile again, and threw herself into his arms deliberately, "Did you miss me?"

Wei Dongliu was practicing at a high level at this time, but was interrupted by Jiang Li'an's beauty coming into his arms. His true energy flowed backwards and he almost vomited blood.

But he was a first-grade golden elixir after all, and his dantian was extremely strong, so he did not suffer much internal injury. He just opened his eyes indifferently and said:

"go out!"

Jiang Li'an refused to listen, so she laid on him and drew circles, pretending to be about to cry:

"Just because I haven't seen you for a few days, you already dislike me so much, my husband?"

Wei Dongliu was not fooled at all and just pushed him away roughly - but he failed to push her away because Jiang Li'an had already hugged his arms.

Although it was held between soft jade and warm fragrance, as soon as one tried to pull it out, it felt as if it was being pressed by thousands of tons of cotton layers, and it was impossible to pull it out.

Unable to compete in strength, Wei Dongliu could only patiently say:

"My dear, it's not that I don't miss you, but the Golden Palace Secret Realm is a big deal. I've been busy with it recently and have no time to take care of other things."

"Really?" Jiang Li'an wiped away her tears and asked coquettishly, "Did you see other women in the secret realm?"

"No."

"Really?"

"Really not."

"You're lying." Jiang Li pouted secretly, "Aren't you going to accept the test from the True Lord?"

If any other woman pouted, it would probably make men feel artificial and annoying, but this witch's expression was just right, showing the girl's playfulness and charm, which made Wei Dongliu's previous unhappiness caused by being disturbed by her dissipate a lot.

"I met the True Lord, but he was a man." He answered patiently.

"Then tell me, what is the Taoist name of the True Lord?" Jiang Li was relentless.

"Shenyue."

"Oh, it's that old man."

"Ma'am, do you know her?"

"I don't know him." Jiang Li smiled again, "It just sounds like the old man's Taoist name."

"How is it possible to guess the age just by listening to the Taoist name..." Before Wei Dongliu could finish his words, he was knocked down by Jiang Li'an again.

The witch was riding on him, and she stretched out a slender jade finger, pointing at his nose and said:

"Husband, change for me!"

Wei Dongliu:?

It took him a long time to realize what his wife meant, and then he transformed himself into a man with red hair and double pupils.

Strangely enough, before she regained Tianmo's memory, she was not very interested in Wei Dongliu's human identity, but she liked his appearance as the Demon Lord very much, and thought that his red hair and double pupils were very cool and different from ordinary people.

After he regained his demonic body, Jiang Li'an liked his human appearance even more. Just by looking at him, he felt the evil desire to bully and play with him.

As for his body as the Demon Lord, it brings the witch a certain youthful and throbbing feeling of first love...which is another kind of experience.

What Mahadeva likes is human emotions, of course, including the special experiences brought by special actions.

Since Wei Dongliu claimed that he wanted to preserve his Yuan Yang for cultivation, Jiang Li did not force him too much. However, it was not because he respected his opinion. He just thought that the big meal should be saved for last.

However, because they hadn't seen each other for a long time, she felt that she couldn't help it anymore, so she naturally pressed her hands on Wei Dongliu's neck, then slid down gently, slowly opening his clothes.

The witch licked her lips, making them more vivid. Wei Dongliu, who was still in a trance, suddenly woke up when he saw his wife looking so charming.

Wait, Ajing and Qingping are still watching!

He hurriedly tried to push Jiang Li'an away and stand up, but the demon held down his hands and pinned him down again.

"Husband wants to escape?" Jiang Li'an put her mouth close to Wei Dongliu's ear and asked with a low smile, her voice becoming more and more charming.

"Do you think... you can escape?"