owlsbooks Chapter 123 Beauty Playing in the Water
Chapter 123 Beauty Playing in the Water
Qingfeng got up. He wasn't quite used to using it for the first time. He had just wanted to try it out, but the fire wheel reacted much faster than he had expected.
Having learned from his experience of hitting a wall, he stepped onto the fire wheel again, this time controlling the output of firepower.
Then flames slowly spewed out, and the fiery wheel carried him slowly into the air.
After regaining his footing, he began to increase his output.
"Whoosh—"
This time, he rode the fire wheels directly out of the cave and soared into the sky.
A streak of fire flashed by, like a shooting star.
Standing on the fire wheel, Qingfeng looked down and saw that the buildings on Kuixing Island had become tiny black dots.
"That speed..."
He was shocked.
With his current cultivation level, his speed is already quite fast when he uses his escape technique at full power.
But the speed of those fire wheels was several times faster than his full-speed flight!
"What if we activate it at full power..."
Qingfeng took a deep breath and replaced the pill fire with demonic flames.
The demonic flames were all poured into the Flame Wheel beneath his feet.
"boom--"
The black flames suddenly surged, engulfing his entire body.
From a distance, it looks like a burning black fireball.
With a thought, he felt the wind whistling in his ears, and the sea below receded rapidly, blurring the waves into a white line.
The pair of fiery wheels beneath his feet seemed to be an extension of his body; wherever his thoughts led, the wheels moved accordingly.
After playing for a full hour, Qingfeng reluctantly returned to his cave.
He jumped off the fiery wheels, and they automatically shrank back to the size of a palm, lying quietly in his hand.
"If you encounter a strong enemy and can't beat them, this thing is your trump card for survival."
However, this magical artifact can only be activated with fire. If it could be activated with lightning magic, its speed could be even greater.
Thinking of this, Qingfeng stroked his chin.
Wind and Thunder Wings!
Feng hope has obtained Lei Peng's skeleton, but has not yet refined it.
"Once Dad comes out of seclusion, let him go and rob it."
Qingfeng added Fengxi to the list of plans.
Besides Feng hope, his list also includes the Barbarian Beard from Demon Lake Island, the Hermit Qingyi from Nanhe Island, and the True Man Yan from Yuangui Island.
Manhuzi and Qingyi were the people he planned to win over.
Feng hope and Yan Zhenren were his targets for robbery.
After putting away the Flame Wheels, Qingfeng stretched his arms.
After the battle on the deserted island, the rumors of ancient ruins on the island disappeared.
Especially after the deaths of several well-known Core Formation cultivators and the involvement of a power struggle among several major forces, no one dared to attempt to break through the formation.
In this way, the ancient teleportation array leading to Tiannan was temporarily in his hands.
Just as Qingfeng finished dealing with his business, Yuanyao, dressed in a light green palace-style gauze dress, walked into the stone chamber.
"Young master, the spiritual spring water in the spirit pool has been prepared."
Yuan Yao swayed her hips and walked to Qing Feng's side.
"Yao'er, you've become even more charming and beautiful over the years."
Qingfeng smiled, reached out, pinched Yuan Yao's chin, and stared into her beautiful eyes.
Although decades have passed, he knows Yuan Yao's weaknesses perfectly well.
She likes Qingfeng to be a little more domineering and aggressive.
"Young master..."
With Qingfeng gripping her chin, Yuan Yao's breathing became rapid.
Qingfeng picked up Princess Yuanyao and strode towards the spirit pool stone chamber inside the cave.
At this moment, Yanli was setting out spiritual fruits and snacks on the jade table inside the stone chamber.
When she saw Qingfeng carrying Yuan Yao in, her face flushed slightly.
"Young master, you, you all go first... I, I'll go out first."
Yanli lowered her head and lifted her foot as if to slip away.
However, Qingfeng held Yuan Yao in one arm and grabbed Yanli's wrist with the other.
"Neither of you are getting away today."
Qingfeng then pulled Yanli into the spirit pool.
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Steam rose from the surface of the spirit pool, enveloping the entire stone chamber in a hazy mist.
Yuan Yao's palace dress, damp with water, clung even tighter to her body, outlining her alluring curves.
She was held in Qingfeng's arms, her eyes sparkling with a hint of reproach.
"Young master has been away for decades, and now he comes back to bully people like this."
"It's been decades, and your tongue has only gotten more sharp."
Qingfeng looked down at her and smiled.
As soon as he finished speaking, a soft gasp came from behind him.
After being pulled into the pool, Yanli held onto the pool wall.
She lowered her eyes, not daring to look at Qingfeng, but her ears were already bright red, and water droplets slid down her cheeks, indistinguishable whether they were pool water or something else.
"Young master, I..."
Yanli's voice was as soft as a mosquito's buzz. Before she could finish speaking, Qingfeng gently pulled her closer.
"Why are you so shy today, Senior Sister? This isn't like you at all."
Upon seeing this, Yuan Yao covered her mouth and chuckled.
"I...I'm not used to it..."
Yanli explained that they hadn't been this intimate in decades, and now seeing Qingfeng's open shirt revealing his chest and abdominal muscles made her blush even more.
Qingfeng released Yuan Yao and instead pulled Yanli to his side.
She moved slightly, without struggling, but buried her face in his shoulder, her warm breath blowing on his neck.
Yuan Yao swam closer, reached out and splashed water, deliberately spraying some water droplets onto Yanli.
Yanli couldn't dodge in time and let out a soft cry, which made Yuan Yao laugh so hard she almost fell over.
"Junior sister! Stop fooling around!"
Yanli also splashed a handful of water.
"Senior sister, we've cultivated together before, why are you being so hesitant today?"
Yuan Yao smiled and leaned on Qing Feng's other shoulder.
"It's been decades since I've seen you, young master. Aren't I feeling a little out of sorts?"
Yanli gradually got into the mood and reached out to wrap her arms around Qingfeng's arm.
Qingfeng glanced to the left and right; one had eyes full of spring, the other had shyly lowered her brows.
The pool water was warm, and a fragrant aroma wafted through the air.
He tightened his grip slightly, bringing the two of them even closer together.
Yanli's breathing became erratic, while Yuanyao was bolder. She stretched out her fingers and gently touched Qingfeng's soaked clothes.
"Young master is heartless. He's been gone for fifty years, leaving us sisters longing for him day and night."
Yuan Yao's voice softened, carrying a hint of coquettishness.
"Haha, I'll make it up to you properly from now on."
Qingfeng said with a smile.
"Hmph, then young master must keep his word."
Yuan Yao looked up and gave Qing Feng a light kiss on the face.
Yanli was about to lean in for a kiss, but she met Qingfeng's gaze.
His eyes were filled with a smile, which made her heart skip a beat.
"Hmm!"
The pond water rippled gently, creating layers of waves.
In the hazy distance, all that could be heard were the two women's soft breathing and the occasional splashing of water.
After an unknown amount of time, Qingfeng embraced the two of them and leaned against the edge of the pool.
Yuan Yao leaned lazily against him, her fingertips twirling her hair.
Yanli curled up on the other side, the blush on her face still lingering.
"Young master, have you missed us all these years?"
Yuan Yao's face was flushed. She reached out and put her arm around Qing Feng's neck, leaned close to his ear, and asked in a voice so soft it seemed to melt away.
"Of course I really want to..."
As Qingfeng felt the presence of the two beauties on his left and right, his spiritual energy began to circulate once more.
He was determined to make up for the fifty years of lost cultivation.
"Your practice still requires effort; let's continue."
Qingfeng looked at the two of them, a slight smile playing on his lips.
The pool water remained warm, and in the steam, three figures overlapped, yin and yang swirling, and the rising spiritual energy gradually formed a yin-yang tai chi diagram.