?Mobile reading Ling'er, though deeply devoted and fully immersed in her role, still clearly felt her level rising at an astonishing pace. Since the beginning, she has advanced three levels consecutively and now has smoothly reached the status of a master in the Hua Zhen stage. "Big bad guy, Feng-gui..." "Still calling me a big bad guy—call me husband instead," Qin Feng interrupted her with a touch of displeasure. "Big bad guy husband... Why am I advancing so quickly? Is it because of the very thing we're doing together that's giving me this boost?" Ling'er asked, breathing lightly. Qin's face darkened—why had he once again become "Big Bad Guy Husband"? But then he thought it didn't matter much. The girls at home always had the most unusual ways of addressing him. If both "Big Bad Guy Husband" and "Uncle-in-Law Husband" were acceptable, then why not "Big Bad Guy Husband"? He nodded and said, "My husband, I'm actually quite capable of sharing the journey of cultivation with any woman. In fact, your sister Qingqing has only been involved in cultivation for less than half a year, and she's currently at the Hua Zhen stage!" Ling'er's large eyes sparkled with stars. "Then, my big bad husband, could you really give it your all and take me all the way up to the Kui Tian stage?" Qin Shao narrowed his eyes. "Don't dream it! Just last moment, we climbed three levels—your cultivation has already been significantly affected. Didn't your master ever tell you that 'haste makes waste'? Steady progress, step by step, is better. Of course, if you'd like to advance faster, simply do this with me more often—just like this, hehe!" "Yes," the young apprentice agreed without hesitation, then suddenly added, "Then let's do it three times a day—no, five times—still seems a bit less. How about ten times a day?" "Qin was about to fall off her like a log, even though his bedfighting skills were top-notch—he wasn't made of steel. Ten times a day, is she trying to drain me dry?" "Then, not possible?" Ling was more actively responding to each of his thrusts, her arms—white and delicate as lotus stems—looped around his neck. "No," Qin insisted firmly, "I can only manage one session per day. However, the duration can be longer, as long as you can handle it—I’ve got no problem!" "One session, then—how about two hours?" Ling compromised. "Perfect," Qin replied without hesitation, then increased the pace. Immediately, Ling responded with loud gasps and cries. Ling had overestimated her stamina. By the time barely an hour had passed, she was already exhausted and had drifted off to sleep before Qin finished his final session. Qin lightly pressed against her slender and graceful body, continuing his movements. After a while, he finally roared and expelled his essence. Staying still for several seconds, he exhaled deeply and murmured, "Only two hours left—how quickly we've lost our ground!" Then he summoned a soft, spacious bed from his storage ring, carried Ling'er up with him, and the two embraced to sleep. Outside, He Muqing couldn't find Qin Feng and asked Lin Caivi, "Where is Xiao Feng?" "I don't know—perhaps he's gone to look for Ling'er," Lin smiled. "Ling'er isn't in the room either; I just checked," said the director. Lin's eyes sparkled. "With neither of them here, surely they must have done something improper. Feng must be thinking of himself as a strange, awkward man now—perhaps Ling'er has already been pushed onto the bed!" "That's very likely," agreed the director. The two young women instinctively glanced toward the Master of the Spirit-Channeling Hall, wondering whether, upon waking, the old master would be furious to discover that his precious disciple had been consumed by Qin Feng. Fortunately, the old master wasn't much of a match for Qin Feng, and he particularly loved the Zuixian Wine—perhaps he'd generously offer a few jars, and then be delighted to keep Ling'er. It wasn't until nightfall that Qin, dressed in a disheveled manner, appeared before the two women, yawning slightly. Hei Muqing sniffed the air—she detected Ling'er's distinct fragrance and saw his cheerful, youthful expression—and immediately concluded, "Your little sister has been taken care of!" Qin smiled warmly, "Of course! With Feng's presence, what could possibly go wrong? Ling'er is now officially part of our Qin family. Now she's truly become a sister to you all!" "We've always been sisters," said the lady from behind, stepping forward. At that moment, a drowsy voice from outside called out, "Qin, where is Ling?" Qin jolted to attention, turned around, and smiled warmly, saying, "How come you've woken up, Master? You should have stayed a bit longer asleep—Ling isn't in the room, is she? Then she must have gone out to enjoy the scenery!" "It's evening now, isn't it?" the old man said, clearing his throat with a sip of wine. He felt a cold sweat break out, chuckled, and added, "Exactly because it's evening, the night view is even more beautiful. You'd better go back to bed now—don't worry about Ling. The valley is very safe." "Really?" It was clear the old man wasn't convinced by his few words. "Of course. Without my escort, Ling would never leave the valley. You can rest assured—she'll appear right before you in the morning." He smiled brightly. The old man shook his head, yawned, and said, "Very well. Then I'll go. Just don't let Ling stay out too late—she'll have to return to the sect early in the morning!" "Ah, understood." Qin was quick to agree on the spot, but in his heart he thought Ling'er probably wouldn't be able to leave by tomorrow—she'd have to spend two hours with him every day, which was no small thing, wow! After the old man passed away, Lin Beauty gently pulled at his sleeve and whispered, "What will we do tomorrow?" Qin, the young lord, remained calm and said, "Ten jars of Zui Xian Wine—definitely settled!" "The old man grew furious: 'You want to trade away Ling'er for just a few jars of wine? What do you mean? Is Ling'er really that worthless? This is the greatest insult to our Tongling Sect—the greatest insult to Ling'er herself. What are you doing, exactly?'"