Chapter 120 Acquaintances… (1/3)

Yan Yu's "give it a try" at the end sounded like a feather, gently brushing against Ruan Tang's ear.

She was completely stunned.

Before I could react, my body suddenly felt light as he lifted me up in his strong arms.

Yan Yu placed her on a futon under the only relatively lush tree in the middle of that parched land.

Immediately, he crossed his long legs and sat down right behind her.

His broad, hot chest pressed against hers, encircling her entire petite body in his embrace.

"Brother, like this..."

Ruan Tang shifted uncomfortably.

The sensation of those firm muscles on her back was so vivid that it made her heart tremble.

"Don't move."

Yan Yu's voice descended from above her head, deep and hoarse, carrying an irresistible force.

He lowered his head, his burning lips almost touching her small earlobe as he spoke, his scorching breath gushing out.

"Gold generates water, I'll help you."

This reason is so compelling that it's impossible to refuse.

Ruan Tang's little brain instantly figured it out.

Yes, her cultivation technique, "Azure Vine Cloud Mist Technique," relies on the power of the five elements of water and wood for cultivation. Yan Yu has a metal-type heavenly spiritual root, and the five elements are mutually reinforcing, so his power is the best accelerator for her.

She simply stopped struggling, obediently closed her eyes, and focused her mind on her dantian.

The cultivation technique begins to operate.

The next second, a surge of powerful and pure energy flowed continuously from the palm of the man behind her, which was pressed against her back!

That force was extremely domineering, yet he forcibly twisted it into a gentle, warm current, carefully probing into her narrow meridians.

Immediately afterwards, this warm current began to guide her own spiritual power, causing it to circulate wildly at a speed she never dared to dream of!

The entire space was already as lively as a pot of boiling water because of those five elemental stones.

At that moment, countless invisible points of light surged toward the two of them like madmen, pouring into her limbs and bones.

Ruan Tang was so comfortable that she almost groaned out loud.

How can this be considered cultivation?

This is clearly flying on a rocket!

It was more than ten times faster than her own arduous meditation!

Completely immersed in the intense pleasure of rapidly increasing strength, she was completely unaware of how tense the man behind her was.

Fine beads of sweat appeared on Yan Yu's forehead, sliding down his hard jawline.

Nurturing her with his own strength was more mentally taxing than personally experiencing an S-class battle.

But he was in a state of extreme excitement.

He liked this feeling.

The little girl in his arms was like a fragile yet precious fairy herb.

And he was the only source of sustenance.

Nourished by his strength, she stretched her branches and leaves, becoming more delicate and inseparable from him.

The feeling of personally marking her completely, of letting every inch of her body be imbued with his scent, satisfied his obsessive and twisted possessiveness like never before.