To The Ghost Tear Hall

"Phew…"

Davis heaved a long breath, but instead of a sigh, it was one of satisfaction, sexual satisfaction, if he might add.

He rested on the bed with Everlight by his side, finally stopping their carnal dance that had gone on for nine hours straight, which meant only three hours had passed outside.

Now, his soul essence had healed enough for him to continue his cultivation and enlightenment sessions.

He cuddled with her soft body, and it made him feel at peace. He now knew why Saintess Lunaria would recline on Shimei most of the time. The calming scent and the subsequent peaceful effect of the Nine Lives Gracious Fox were peerless.