Kyushu Immortal Chronicles (01-02)

Chapter One: Immortals Across the Nine Provinces

In the beginning of time, the ancient god Pangu separated chaos into two energies: clear and turbid. The clear became heaven, and the turbid became earth, forming
a world called the Nine Provinces.

After Pangu separated heaven and earth and created the Nine Provinces, the whereabouts of many ancient gods became unknown.

Millions of years later, within the Nine Provinces stood the Great Zhou Dynasty, spanning thousands of miles and encompassing millions of people. The Great Zhou Dynasty was ruled

by the Son of Heaven, the Son of Heaven, who acted on behalf of Heaven.

The Great Zhou Emperor enfeoffed seventeen vassal states, and each vassal established a kingdom and was called a Great King. The

vassal states also enfeoffed their relatives as Grand Masters, whose fiefs were hereditary.

The sons of Grand Masters and those who studied and cultivated were called Scholars.

The Great Zhou possessed cultivation methods; those who practiced them could acquire extraordinary abilities and skills, and those who cultivated to the highest level could attain immortality and become one with heaven and earth.

The capital of the Great Zhou was Haojing.

Phoenix Academy was the first academy in the Great Zhou to teach cultivation methods, located in the capital Haojing.

There are two ways to transmit cultivation methods. One is through academies in various regions. These academies
are under the control of the emperor and feudal lords, and their students, upon completion of their studies, can enter the Great Zhou Dynasty to serve as
officials. The other is through the master-disciple lineage, where cultivators encounter destined individuals who impart their Daoist teachings. This master-disciple lineage is mostly practiced by independent cultivators.

Inside the Phoenix Academy, a dozen or so people are currently seated on the ground. An elderly man with white hair and a Daoist robe sits at the head of the table. This elderly man
is the teacher of the Phoenix Academy, known as Master Chen. Below him are more than ten students of the Phoenix Academy.

"What is the Dao of Heaven?" Master Chen asked his disciples, holding a bamboo scroll.

"The operation of heaven and earth and all things has its own principles, complementing each other, cycling endlessly. The primordial chaos of heaven and earth
is the Dao of Heaven, as is the existence of a single flower or bud," a beautiful young woman with long hair and dressed in white stood up and answered.

This young woman is named Qingyue. At the age of 19, she had already reached the Harmony Realm in cultivation and was studying Daoist methods at the Phoenix Academy.
She is the most promising disciple of the Phoenix Academy.

In the cultivation path of the Nine Provinces, ordinary people begin with martial arts, tempering their muscles and bones and expanding their meridians. Martial arts are divided into three ranks: Rank 1
is the highest, and Rank 3 is the lowest. Only by cultivating martial arts to Rank 1 can one draw upon the Qi of Heaven and Earth to cultivate Daoist techniques. The spiritual Qi
of Heaven and Earth is immense; if one rashly draws upon it without cultivating their body and meridians, they will explode and die.

After drawing upon the spiritual Qi of Heaven and Earth, one reaches the Foundation Establishment stage. At the Foundation Establishment stage, one can use the spiritual Qi of Heaven
and Earth for one's own benefit, but ultimately cannot retain it.

After Foundation Establishment comes the Spiritual Void stage. Those at the Spiritual Void stage can absorb the spiritual Qi of Heaven and Earth and transform it into magical power, but they cannot absorb it completely, and
their magical power is insufficient to withstand the might of Heaven.

After Spiritual Void comes the Harmony stage. Those at the Harmony stage can unite with the spiritual Qi of Heaven and Earth and completely absorb it to transform it into
magical power .

After Harmony comes the Golden Core stage. Those at the Golden Core stage have their magical power integrated into a unified whole, condensed like a golden core, hence the name.
After the magical power will automatically flow back, and without deliberate cultivation, the magical power will steadily increase. However,
if one cannot break through after reaching the Golden Core stage, sooner or later the body will no longer be able to withstand the ever-increasing magical power, causing the meridians to explode
and death .

After the Golden Core stage comes the Void Realm. Those who reach the Void Realm clearly see their true nature, forget external things, and become a part of the Heavenly Dao.
They no longer need to convert their magical power and can directly use the spiritual energy of heaven and earth for their own benefit. Upon entering the Void
Realm

, one is called an immortal, but countless Golden Core cultivators never manage to understand their true nature and enter the Void Realm. After the Void Realm comes the Nascent Soul
Realm
. Those who reach the Nascent Soul Realm consider the Heavenly Dao as one world, and their body as another, establishing a cycle between themselves and the Heavenly Dao. Only people from the ancient legendary era and the mythical beasts that have survived from the ancient legendary era to the present day have reached this realm.

After the Nascent Soul Realm comes the Mahayana Realm. Those who reach the
Mahayana Realm understand the Dao of heaven and earth, using every flower and leaf, the primordial chaos of heaven and earth, and transforming ordinary moves into extraordinary ones. Only beings from the beginning of heaven and earth and
the legendary Three Sovereigns and Five Emperors have reached this realm.

Above the Mahayana realm lies the realm of ancient gods. The exact nature of these ancient gods is unknown,
not even to beings who existed since the beginning of time.

Master Chen stroked his beard and smiled, then asked, "What is the Mandate of Heaven?" " The Mandate of Heaven is

that humans experience birth, aging, sickness, and death; heaven and earth have their cycles of formation, decay, and emptiness; flowers bloom and wither in accordance with spring, autumn, winter, and summer; and
the choices of living beings to accept the influence of the surrounding world and their own seven emotions and six desires are the Mandate of Heaven." A young woman dressed in a black robe, exuding
a scholarly air, stood up.

This woman was named Jiang Lingyu, 18 years old. She stood with her eyes closed, outside the group of seated people. It wasn't that
she was unsociable, but rather that she was a disciple of the Xuanmen sect
. In fact, Xuanmen disciples were rare, and Jiang Lingyu was the only Xuanmen disciple at Phoenix Academy. Xuanmen disciples understood the Mandate of Heaven, knowing the past, present, and future; they were called Xuan Masters.

Although Xuan Masters could not move mountains and fill seas in an instant like cultivators, those who reached the highest level could rewrite
the Mandate of Heaven, altering the fate of all living beings. Jiang Lingyu's ancestor, Taigong Wang, was a Grand Master of Mystic Arts possessing such abilities. If nothing unexpected happens, Jiang
Lingyu will become the Grand Preceptor of the Great Zhou Dynasty, in charge of sacrifices and the head of all officials.

After hearing Qingyue and Jiang Lingyu's answers, Master Chen clapped his hands and laughed, repeatedly saying, "Good, good, good."

Master Chen put down the bamboo scroll and said to Qingyue and Jiang Lingyu, "You two are so young yet possess such a level of skill;
you are truly gifted. The Phoenix Academy can no longer teach you anything. If you wish to further your abilities, you must
rely on yourselves. How about we go out and undergo some training to temper our minds?" "

Yes, Master, we will follow your instructions." Qingyue and Jiang Lingyu bowed to Master Chen with their hands clasped.

After Master Chen gave them some instructions regarding their training, the two accepted and left.

After leaving the Phoenix Academy, Qingyue stretched lazily, completely losing the
aloof and elegant demeanor she had displayed within the academy.

Qingyue smiled and took Jiang Lingyu's hand, saying, "Lingyu, we're finally going out for training!
It's so refreshing not having to listen to those old fogies lecturing us at the academy and putting on airs."

Jiang Lingyu let Qingyue hold her hand, gently stroking her lips with a smile, and said, "If you don't like it, sister, you should ask
the teachers for permission to go out for training sooner."

Jiang Lingyu's expression was just as gentle as it had been at the academy.

"I was just waiting for you to come with me."

The two chatted and laughed as they returned to Jiang Lingyu's house. Qingyue was a distant relative of Jiang Lingyu, so she was staying at
her house.

In a port in Haojing City, a giant gilded ship was moored on the river. The ship was tens of feet high and nearly a hundred feet long,
casting a huge shadow like a mountain peak in the sunlight. A bustling crowd thronged below, going up and down the ship.

Qingyue held a sword, and Jiang Lingyu held a package. After tidying up some odds and ends at home, the two
boarded the Flowing Cloud Flying Boat as instructed by Master Chen and headed to the vast wilderness of the southwest of the Great Zhou Dynasty for training.

"What a huge ship! I've never seen anything like it before, even while cultivating at Phoenix Academy. This Flowing Cloud Flying
Ship is enormous. Even if it were made of wood, I couldn't split it in two with a single full-force attack!" Qingyue exclaimed, gazing up at
the mountain like behemoth.

Jiang Lingyu chuckled. "Didn't you hear the teacher say at the academy, sister? Cultivation is about cultivating the mind. A heart that
embraces the world can lead to the Great Dao. If you only pursue power

, you'll go astray." "I was just using an analogy. Don't take it so seriously. If you're always so narrow-minded, you'll become like those old fogies
at the academy ."

"If I become an old fogie, then you'll be older than me, sister," Jiang Lingyu said with a playful laugh.

Qingyue laughed and said, "How could you get old? When you become a Great Mystic Master, you
'll have the power to defy fate and stay young forever. Even this Flowing Cloud Flying Boat will
turn to ashes if you rewrite the destiny of heaven and earth."

Jiang Lingyu playfully hit Qingyue, "I'm far from that level. Besides, am I that bad?"

"Alright, alright, my Lingyu sister is gentle and kind-hearted." The two girls laughed and joked.

"Sister Qingyue, Sister Lingyu." Just as Qingyue and Jiang Lingyu were about to board the boat, a series of silvery
voices rang out behind them.

Qingyue and Jiang Lingyu turned around and saw a little girl, about fourteen years old, with delicate features and a pure face,
skipping and hopping towards them.

"Princess, what brings you here?" The two girls were startled.

This girl was Ji Zhou'er, the youngest daughter of the current emperor. Ji Zhou'er was at the age where she loved to play and frolic,
but no one in the palace played with her. Once, Ji Zhou'er sneaked out of the palace and met Qingyue and Jiang Lingyu. The three
got along very well, and since they were all of noble birth, they addressed each other as sisters.

To Qingyue and Jiang Lingyu's surprise, wasn't Ji Zhou'er supposed to be confined to the palace by the Emperor? How did she get
out?

"You sneaked out again? Aren't you afraid your father will catch you and spank you?" Jiang Lingyu
pretended to scare Ji Zhou'er.

"No, my father has gone on a tour of the vassal states and isn't in the palace. Sister Lingyu, I heard you're going to
the vast wilderness of the southwest to play. Take me with you!" Ji Zhou'er blinked her bright eyes, completely unafraid of
Jiang Lingyu's scare tactics.

"Going to play?" Jiang Lingyu was both amused and exasperated. This little girl was so playful; going to the dangerous wilderness
to train was supposed to be a game.

"Let's take her with us, otherwise she'll definitely cling to us and we won't be able to leave," Qingyue said to Jiang Lingyu, then
added with a glint in her eye, "Anyway, our first stop is Peacock City, and it's not dangerous there." The implication was that once they arrived in
Peacock City, they could leave Ji Zhou'er there to play.

Hearing Qingyue's advice, Jiang Lingyu, who had originally intended to persuade Ji Zhou'er to go back, gave a wry smile, knowing she couldn't dissuade her
. Furthermore, the divination before departure indicated no ominous signs, so she ultimately decided to take Ji Zhou'er with her.

The three of them boarded the ship, looking down at the ground. They could see the houses of Haojing City, row upon row,
appearing as small as matchboxes, with pedestrians walking slowly shoulder to shoulder on the streets.

Looking down at the bustling Haojing City for the first time, Ji Zhou'er excitedly shouted.

Meanwhile, in a luxuriously furnished cabin, a slightly overweight man in his thirties or forties sat on a stool, with
a dozen soldiers standing behind him. The man in question was Ma Yuanzhong, the commander of the ship's mechanics and guards
. On the table before him lay fine wine and delicacies, and he held a beautiful woman by the arm, indulging in revelry.

Ma Yuanzhong commanded thousands of mechanics and soldiers on this flying boat, a hereditary military position. He spent his days either
traveling to various places on the flying boat or waiting for the spirit stones supplied by it. The places the flying boat passed through were generally dangerous, but
Ma Yuanzhong lived a leisurely life, indulging in daily pleasures. The muscles he had developed through martial arts training were now hidden
by a lot of fat.

Ma Yuanzhong, with his beautiful concubine in his arms, was about to drink when a soldier jogged in and whispered in his ear, "
Commander , distinguished guests have boarded the ship."

Upon hearing the report, Ma Yuanzhong quickly put down his glass wine cup, released his concubine, stood
up straightened his military robe and hat, and said to the dozen or so soldiers behind him, "Let's go."

Ma Yuanzhong knew that two cultivators from Phoenix Academy were about to embark on a journey aboard his Flowing Cloud Flying Ship. He knew that
the teachers and scholars of Phoenix Academy treated them with the utmost respect, and he naturally dared not neglect
their disciples.

Ma Yuanzhong jogged quickly and reached the deck, where he saw two young women standing side by side. One
was dressed in , tall and beautiful, with long, flowing hair, a face like cold jade, and eyes like cold stars in the night sky.
She carried a slender sword in one hand, exuding an aura of unapproachability. She was like a snow lotus, aloof yet beautiful,
standing gracefully .

Another girl, slightly shorter, with her eyes slightly closed, possessed a gentle and graceful 　　demeanor. Her long, dark hair was styled in a bun, and she
stood tall and elegant in a black dress and gauze skirt, like a lotus emerging from the water. The girl in black seemed to sense Ma Yuanzhong's arrival, giving him a slight nod and a gentle smile. In that instant, Ma Yuanzhong felt as if spring had arrived, a feeling of warmth and closeness washing over him. 　　These two girls, one like an iceberg snow lotus, the other like a lotus emerging from the water, one like ice, the other like spring water—their temperaments were different, yet both shared a similar ethereal quality. Their unique气质 (qi zhi, a kind of refined elegance or aura) made them stand out in the crowd, attracting everyone's attention. 　　Ma Yuanzhong was now certain that these two girls were disciples of the Phoenix Academy who had gone out for training; only those who had cultivated this art to a high level could possess such气质. 　　Ma Yuanzhong approached the two girls, not daring to look at them any longer. He bowed deeply and said, "Your subject, Ma Yuanzhong, has to welcome the two fairies of Phoenix Academy. However, due to the Emperor's orders to guard this Flowing Cloud Flying Boat, I dare not disembark and have failed to greet you properly 　　. I hope you will forgive me." "Rise. We are not mortals; there is no need for such formalities," Qingyue said calmly, looking at Ma Yuanzhong. "Thank you, Fairy 　　," Ma Yuanzhong said, raising his head after receiving permission. Suddenly, he saw a small . A little girl 　　with pigtails, bangs, wearing a bright yellow dress, barely reaching the black-clad girl's shoulder, and large, bright eyes blinking, looked at Ma Yuanzhong with an innocent, giggling expression. 　　Ma Yuanzhong was startled. Where had he seen this little girl before? 　　Suddenly, he remembered—wasn't this the Emperor's youngest daughter, Princess Ji Zhou'er? What was she doing here?

"My lord..." Ma Yuanzhong hadn't even opened his mouth when he suddenly shivered and swallowed his words.

A sharp sword, gleaming with cold light, was pressed against Ma Yuanzhong's neck.

"Commander Ma, didn't you say you didn't see anyone?" Qingyue's sword
flashed like a streak of light, then she chuckled as she held the long sword to Ma Yuanzhong's neck. "Yes, yes, I didn't see anyone." Ma Yuanzhong decided not to

concern himself with whether Qingyue and Jiang Lingyu had taken the little princess out without permission . 　　"And you, did you see anything?" Ma Yuanzhong turned and shouted to the soldiers behind him. 　　"Nothing." A dozen soldiers responded in unison, understanding the implication. Although they didn't recognize Ji Zhou'er, since their commander wasn't interfering, there was no need for them to cause trouble. After all, if any problems arose, the emperor would hold the commander accountable. 　　"I've prepared a private room for the two fairies. Would you like to rest there?" Ma Yuanzhong asked again. 　　"No need, we can just watch the process from here on the platform." 　　"Yes." The two fairies decided to stay on the platform, and Ma Yuanzhong, without saying anything more, bowed his head in agreement and returned . 　　A while after Ma Yuanzhong returned, the Flowing Cloud Flying Boat trembled, and its massive hull slowly lifted off the water, soaring into the sky like a giant mountain. 　　Qingyue and Jiang Lingyu watched the ground gradually shrink and marveled, while Ji Zhou'er excitedly climbed up and down, but Jiang Lingyu held her back, worried that she might fall. 　　This Flowing Cloud Flying Boat was built with the combined efforts of countless skilled craftsmen and extraordinary individuals of the Great Zhou Dynasty. Weighing tens of millions of kilograms, it could fly tens of thousands of miles into the sky using spirit stones and formations as its power source. 　　The Flowing Cloud Flying Boat flew higher and higher, faster and faster, and soon the ground began to slowly shift like a landscape painting. On the platform the wind howled, blowing people's hair into disarray, and wisps of ethereal clouds drifted by. Ji Zhou'er couldn't resist trying to grab the cotton candy-like clouds, but they always scattered as soon as she tried. 　　The Flowing Cloud Flying Boat gradually flew above the clouds, the ground becoming blurred. The Flowing Cloud Flying Boat no longer accelerated, but traveled at a constant speed. 　　The sky above became like an ice cellar, and a layer of white frost covered the boat. The high altitude was frigid, and ordinary people dared not board the boat, but martial arts cultivators were not afraid of the cold. Many martial arts cultivators stood on the deck, watching the various wonders of the sea of clouds below. 　　Qingyue and Jiang Lingyu watched the ever-changing sea of clouds below, sometimes like a river, sometimes like a galloping horse, sometimes like a swimming fish, constantly changing, finding it very interesting. 　　Although Jiang Lingyu had her eyes closed, this was a unique cultivation method of Xuan Masters, seeing the world with her inner eye, and she could also feel the ever-changing flowing clouds. 　　Although Ji Zhou'er did not cultivate, her bright yellow clothes were a treasure that could withstand the cold and heat. She happily jumped around on the deck, constantly pointing out the clouds that interested her to Qingyue and Jiang Lingyu. 　　At this moment, Ma Yuanzhong, having finished his chores on the ship, also came out. He wasn't there to admire the flowing clouds below ; he was already used to such sights. Rather, it was because Qingyue and Jiang Lingyu were simply too beautiful, and the ever-lustful Ma Yuanzhong couldn't resist taking a few more glances. 　　Ma Yuanzhong walked to the deck, greeted Qingyue and the others, and stood behind Qingyue under the guise of serving her. His eyes kept stealing glances at Qingyue's waist-length hair and graceful figure. Unconsciously, his blood rushed to his head, and his groin was already painfully hard. 　　Watching the three women chatting and laughing, Ma Yuanzhong fantasized about them pleasuring his hard penis with their lips , imagining them begging for mercy. 　　Ma Yuanzhong kept fantasizing, his groin feeling like it was about to explode, and he couldn't help but frown. 　　Finally, Ma Yuanzhong couldn't take it anymore. Even if he were killed by such beautiful fairies, it would be: "To die beneath the peony blossoms, even as a ghost, is to have a romantic death." 　　Ma Yuanzhong boldly and secretly touched Qingyue's outer thigh. 　　Qingyue was watching Jiang Lingyu and Ji Zhou'er chatting and laughing when she suddenly felt a large hand touching her outer thigh. Qingyue almost cried out, but dared not make a sound for fear of being heard by Jiang Lingyu and Ji Zhou'er. 　　At first, Qingyue thought the large hand had accidentally touched her, but it became increasingly audacious, moving from her outer thigh to her waist, and then down to her pert buttocks. 　　Ma Yuanzhong, emboldened, touched Qingyue's thigh and found that this seemingly aloof fairy didn't react , so he became even bolder. Following her firm thigh, he touched her slender waist, which seemed to sway gently like a willow branch. 　　Then Ma Yuanzhong caressed her round, elastic buttocks, which felt firm yet fleshy. Having seen countless women , Ma Yuanzhong sensed from touching Qingyue's waist and buttocks that beneath her white dress lay a perfectly sculpted body . 　　Qingyue felt a surge of disgust at the large hand groping her body, but fearing that a sound would be heard and mocked , she could only suppress her urge to stop. 　　However, the large hand behind her grew increasingly brazen, causing Qingyue's face to flush red. 　　"Hey, Sister Qingyue, why is your face so red?" Ji Zhou'er noticed Qingyue's flushed cheeks and asked, puzzled. Qingyue's body conveniently blocked the hand from touching her, so Ji Zhou'er didn't see anything. 　　"Nothing, maybe it's just too hot," Qingyue quickly tried to cover up. 　　The large hand stroking Qingyue's buttocks didn't stop, occasionally gently pinching her buttocks, making Qingyue shiver. 　　Jiang Lingyu, of course, noticed the large hand groping Qingyue, but in her heart, she thought, "Qingyue actually has this kind of hobby? I didn't know that before. I'd better pretend I didn't see it and not say anything, otherwise it'll be too embarrassing." 　　So Jiang Lingyu continued discussing the clouds below with Ji Zhou'er. 　　Qingyue finally couldn't hold back any longer. She reached behind her to slap the large hand, but her hand only had a slight strength, barely stopping Ma Yuanzhong's advance. She still couldn't escape being touched. 　　Ma Yuanzhong saw Qingyue slapping his hand haphazardly behind her back and revealed a lewd smile. He knew he had her under control; this woman was at his mercy. 　　Ma Yuanzhong reached out and grabbed Qingyue's small hands, kneading them. Her soft, boneless hands struggled frantically. His other hand groped the inside of Qingyue's thighs through her skirt. 　　If being touched on the waist and buttocks by Ma Yuanzhong disgusted Qingyue, then Ma Yuanzhong's hand, which was between her legs and stroking her tender inner thighs, filled her with shame and fear.

Ma Yuanzhong's kneading of Qingyue's thighs made her tremble all over. Her hands were firmly
gripped creating a feeling of oppression.

Should she stop him? Qingyue wondered, but stopping him would surely lead to Ji Zhou'er and Jiang Lingyu finding out,
which would be incredibly embarrassing.

The soft, yielding sensation of Qingyue's inner thighs excited Ma Yuanzhong, and holding her hands gave him
a strong sense of conquest. Ma Yuanzhong desperately wanted to mount Qingyue, pinning her down and making her aloof
face weep beneath him, but he dared not do so now.

As Ma Yuanzhong caressed her, Qingyue gradually felt her legs weaken, involuntarily trying to clench them together.
A sense of powerlessness arose from shame and fear, making her feel unable to resist Ma Yuanzhong's large hands.

Ma Yuanzhong's large hand moved upwards, touching her soft, peach-like paradise. Qingyue almost screamed again, her eyes widening
, but she swallowed the sound back.

Ma Yuanzhong gently rubbed the peach blossom petals with one hand, sending waves of electric shock-like sensations from Qingyue's
lower body to her brain. Qingyue felt as if all her strength had been drained, wanting to collapse softly onto Ma Yuanzhong. No, she absolutely couldn't fall, otherwise what would happen

if Jiang Lingyu and Ji Zhou'er saw this shameful thing ? 　　Qingyue struggled to grip the railing on the armor with one hand to keep herself from falling, while her whole body trembled as she squeezed her legs together. 　　But when Qingyue squeezed her legs together, Ma Yuanzhong's hand felt as if it were being surrounded by soft flesh. 　　Ma Yuanzhong chuckled and increased the pressure of rubbing the petals. 　　Qingyue was now burning with shame, her face flushed red. She wanted to resist but was afraid that Jiang Lingyu and Ji Zhou'er would find out. She tried to hold back her tears of grievance, but a few drops had already leaked from her eyes. 　　Ma Yuanzhong's forceful rubbing made Qingyue almost lose her balance, as if Ma Yuanzhong was about to lift her up from the peach blossom with one hand. 　　The sudden increase in force intensified the electric sensation in Qingyue's lower body, even bringing a slight, intoxicating pleasure . 　　A slight itching sensation also arose in her lower body, and she could even feel fluid flowing from her genitals. 　　This sensation made Qingyue breathe heavily, wanting to moan, but the shame of being discovered forced her to suppress it. This painful and humiliating feeling contorted Qingyue's expression. 　　Ma Yuanzhong felt Qingyue's clothes become damp through her soft skin, and slowly a large wet patch appeared on his hand. 　　Ma Yuanzhong knew that Qingyue was aroused, and he was overjoyed. Taking advantage of Qingyue's inattention, he lightly kissed Qingyue's icy white neck. Suddenly kissed, Qingyue angrily lowered her head, not daring to look back. 　　Because Qingyue was afraid that Jiang Lingyu would discover her, she couldn't resist Ma Yuanzhong's caresses, and could only humiliatingly allow Ma Yuanzhong to touch her lower body until her fluids flowed freely, almost completely soaking her skirt. 　　After touching her for about an hour, Ma Yuanzhong finally withdrew his hand and secretly wiped the liquid off his hands with his sleeve. 　　Then, he cupped his hands to the three women and said, "Fairies, we're almost at Peacock City. I need to go back and direct the landing . 　　" Qingyue, finally free, was flustered and just wanted to get rid of Ma Yuanzhong as soon as possible. She could only say, "Alright, you can go now . Just land quickly." 　　Jiang Lingyu, standing beside her, secretly smiled, thinking that as expected, Sister Qingyue had this strange hobby . Otherwise, why didn't she resist?

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