CHAPTER 138: 138 - USE THEM AS A WHOLE AND NOT AS A SEPARATE.

Qingyi soon found himself lying on his bed, the bodies of Elize, Yunfei and Ruxue on top of him, all seeking as much of his touch as possible.

In the end, they fucked for much longer than he had expected. Lunchtime had passed and the afternoon was beginning.

"Yunfei?" He called out to the beauty sleeping on his right side.

"Mmm~~? What is it?" She raised her head, her voice groggy and sweet.

"Aren’t you forgetting something?" Qingyi smiled, watching the expression on the beauty’s face change as a point of realization emerged.

"The sect leader!" She stood up hastily.

She had said it would only take a few minutes to make a decision, but many hours had already passed.

"Master, why are you in such a hurry?" Elize, who was lying on Qingyi’s chest, also got up, scratching her sleepy eyes.

"We’re late. Come on, you still have to get home in time to make the girls’ food," Yunfei said while getting dressed, the last part also waking Elize up completely.

She couldn’t let her dear sisters go hungry!

After the two women left, only Qingyi and Ruxue remained.

His powerful hands flowed down to her enormous breasts, gripping them gently as his fingers sank into an endless sea of creamy, voluptuous skin.

This was paradise, but unfortunately he couldn’t stay there forever.

It had been a few hours since he had received any notifications about his master through the system, so she had probably got herself under control.

He should report to her as soon as possible.

With a grunt, he stood up.

Ruxue returned to the sword while he put on the Three Bladed Monarch’s outfit.

Feeling ready, he set off, crossing the mansion until he reached the elder’s private arena.

His eyes soon focused on a lone figure.

It was Qingxue, her cheeks still slightly pink as her swords danced around her.

He had to admit that even ignoring her attractiveness, her movements alone were already of transcendent beauty.

Each step was quick and powerful, yet weightless, touching the ground without making a sound.

Her blades cut through the air in a powerful dance, but caused hardly any fluctuations. It was as if she were as one with the wind.

Xu Qingxue suddenly stopped, her eyes flowing to Qingyi’s figure.

"Disciple Long Qingyi greets the master!" He bowed, respectfully clenching his fists.

He noticed a slight tremor coming from her before she returned to her usual cold and distant posture, her opaque eyes fixing on the Heaven-Defying Thunder Sword for a brief moment before focusing on his face.

"Draw your sword. Attack me with your most powerful technique," she ordered, taking a defensive stance.

The Thunder Sword slid out of its sheath and Qingyi’s eyes shone as he activated the Lightning Steps and used the first form of the Tempest Monarch Sword Art.

His sword flashed, a thunderous, ethereal blade tip tearing through the air towards the silver-haired beauty.

Xu Qingxue raised her blades, defending the attack with ease, her long silver hair fluttering in the wind.

Without wasting any time, Qingyi activated the second form, a powerful sideways slash forming a blade of Qi.

"Hm... that’s enough." Qingxue spoke as her Iron Body Realm aura leaked out, shattering Qingyi’s Qi blade in the air as if it were nothing.

"Ah..." The handsome young man sighed.

He really was a long way from his master’s power.

But that wasn’t all bad, it meant more lust points when he finally managed to conquer her.

[Name: Xu Qingyue

Age: 73

Corruption: 57/100

Chastity: Intact

Lust: 2%

Talent: Genius

Reward: Extremely high

Cultivation: Ninth stage of the Iron Body Realm

Spiritual roots: Low-level two-colored spiritual root (Sword and wind)

Lineage: None

Constitution: None

Traits: Faithful, Sword fanatic, cold, distant, repressed desires]

Her corruption had increased a lot, but he didn’t dare act hastily, he didn’t want to die in such a foolish way.

"How does your technique work?" Xu Qingxue asked, bringing Long Qingyi’s attention back to her.

"It’s a technique focused on offense. It has twelve forms in total, but I only know two. The first is a powerful thrust and the other is a broad attack, to deal with several enemies."

"It’s not totally wrong, but it’s far from right." Qingxue shook her head in denial, a confused expression appearing on Qingyi’s face.

"There are two types of offensive techniques." She spoke, her swords dancing around her body a few times before sending out a downward slash.

A thin thread of Qi left each of her swords.

The two strands of Qi traveled at a frightening speed, hitting a stone more than fifty meters away and cutting it into four perfect pieces.

"This is an ordinary attack technique, a single movement, a single attack."

Xu Qingxue took a step towards the edge of the arena.

Her body was immediately filled with a powerful wind Qi, her double blades covered in sword Qi.

Her beautiful blue eyes shone as she attacked non-stop, the ground around her marked by fine, perfect cuts.

Qingyi watched with an impressed face as her slashes became increasingly powerful and fast.

Her long, delicate arms soon turned into a blurs, a loud clang echoing as her swords broke through the sound barrier.

Her swinging finally stopped, her breathing slightly ragged as she turned towards Long Qingyi.

The ground beneath her feet was covered in sword marks, hundreds, perhaps thousands, each one more powerful and faster than the last.

"That’s a sword art technique. It has six forms and a thousand attacks, each one faster and more powerful than the last by a small margin. Your technique is no ordinary attack technique. Its forms complement each other.

If you use them separately and not as part of a whole, your power will be much lower." Xu Qingxue explained, watching the handsome young man’s expression change.

Use them as a whole and not as a separate...

It was so simple, why the hell hadn’t he tried it before?