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Sorry but I only accept female disciples!

What do you mean by you only accept female disciples? Zhang Yuan glanced at the Emperor of a powerful Dynasty kneeling in front of him and his son, the prince is also kneeling beside him. "Master Yuan, please accept my son as your disciple. I am sure that under your care, my son will reach the pinnacle of the Heavens." Pinnacle of the Heavens? Zhang Yuan turned his gaze to the so called Prince. Talentless, weak physique and sh!t cultivation technique. Tch, worthless. Zhang Yuan then turned his eyes to another Dynasty Emperor "Master Yuan, please accept my daughter as your disciple." Seeing the gorgeous woman kneeling in front of him, Zhao Tian smiled faintly. Talentless? I will make you the most talented mortal entity this world has ever seen. Weak physique? I will give you a physique that will break even the limitations of the heavens and earth. Sh!t cultivation technique? Don't worry, choose the best divine technique you want. Sorry but I only accept female disciples! ------------------------------------------------ -Handsome MC, so handsome even the heavens will blush -OVERPOWERED MC -R-18 mean, well you know what I mean. He will teach the female disciples new 'stuff'. -NO NTR, NO YURI Add it to your library, that will actually help me a lot! Come and read it, At least try the free chapters, manh. My discord server: https://discord.gg/mzERE9sGhX

Akkuzz_69 · 東方
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Treating Long Yue [3]

Zhang Yuan patted Ming Yuelin's head and moved his hand as he gave a squeeze to her ass cheek, making her let out a surprised gasp.

"M-Master..."

The blush on her face deepened as a shy smile spread across her lips.

Zhang Yuan walked to Long Yue and gently crouched beside her on the bed, his fingers brushing a few stray locks of hair from her face. "You'll be alright," he murmured softly.

Long Yue glanced at the handsome man through her tear-filled blurry vision and nodded her head "Y-Yeah..."

Zhang Yuan smiled and went to the bathtub as he sat on the floor.

*fwish* One by one, the herbs and vials of medicinal liquids levitated from their carefully arranged places and drifted into the bath. 

The medicinal herbs were mixed into the water with practiced precision, their potent properties transforming the bathwater into a rich, healing concoction.

The air filled with the scent of herbs, a calming yet powerful aroma.