An Endless Supply of Yang Qi

Many hours have passed since all nine disciples from the Medicine Hall entered Su Yang's room to challenge him in bed.

However, they quickly realized that they were up against a monster with a seemingly immortal body that could not be exhausted, allowing him to cultivate with all of them without even breaking a sweat.

"Ahhhhhh!" Jia Biyu released a deafening cry of joy when Su Yang suddenly filled her stomach with his Yang Qi, enveloping her body with heavenly pleasure.

After releasing his Yang Qi into Jia Biyu, Su Yang laid her back down on the bed to rest.

"Who's next?" Su Yang turned to look at the other eight beauties with narrowed eyes that resembled a predator looking at his prey.

When the other girls saw that Su Yang's rod was still stiff despite just releasing his Yang Qi, they were shocked scared.

However, that was not even the scariest part.

"T-This is his 42nd time releasing Yang Qi…" Xuan Jinglin spoke in a trembling voice.