Final Day of the Tournament
Three hours have passed since Sun Jingjing started her cultivation with Su Yang yet she still shows no signs of exhaustion. In fact, she looked even more energetic than when they first began.
"Ah…!"
"Oh…!"
"Mmmm~!"
Sun Jingjing moaned softly as Su Yang rammed his enormous penis into her tight and wet vagina.
"She's really on an entirely different level than us…" The disciples stared in shock.
"I still can't believe that I would lose to someone who was a maiden until a few months ago…" Liu Lanzhi shook her head.
"At this rate, she will be cultivating with him until the morning."
The disciples continued to watch their cultivation as they waited for their stamina to return.
Sometime later, Sun Jingjing's moaning grew louder and sharper, and Su Yang's movements were noticeably quicker and fiercer.
"Ahhh~! I can't anymore!"
A few minutes later, Sun Jingjing suddenly shouted.