He savored each step they took, their soft bodies rubbing against him, their fragrances wafting around him. With two beauties in each arm, he looked exactly like the lecherous young masters and playboy princes he despised in the past. But he didn't care one bit because he was an immortal. He was the sect master. He could do whatever he wanted and this was indeed the best thing in the world.
Immortal Only Accepts Female Disciples
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