Soft Persimmons

Chen Daoxuan looked at the young cultivator who was only at the Foundation Establishment stage and thought of something. He cupped his hands and said,"That's right."

"That's great!"

The young cultivator politely asked again,"I wonder if I can invite Fellow Daoist to board the ship.""

"In that case, sorry for disturbing you."

As soon as he finished speaking.

The host and guest boarded the spirit ship together.

The spirit ship was abnormally luxurious. Other than a group of Foundation Establishment Cultivators in charge of guarding it, there were more than ten beautiful maidservants serving it.

When Chen Daoxuan entered the cabin of the spirit ship, it was as if he was in the land of women, causing him to frown.

The young cultivator seemed to have noticed Chen Daoxuan's uneasiness. He casually waved his hand at the maidservant and said with a smile,"This is my only hobby."