The steamy fight lasted for hours and it was dawn when Clark had finally halted his hard and piercing strikes.

Our bored gamer was of course well aware that he could not do the same play he did last night.

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With Tang Xinyue in his residence, it was only proper that he made his lengthy affair with Wan Fei sound proof from all ears but theirs alone.

Even the very walls that witnessed their escapade and at times would be used as part of their props, discharged no untoward loud banging like what happened from the night before.

"You are an amazing lover, Clark."

Wan Fei murmured and she could feel herself fast falling into sleep as the after taste of the several heavens that she had been to was indeed too much for her to bear.

The Queen of Haran was pretty satisfied indeed and it did not take long for her to succumb into the familiar satisfaction of her dreams.

"And so are you, Wan Fei. You are also an excellent woman. Far more delicious than i could have ever expected." Our good gamer whispered in the ears of the naked woman beside him.

Although he knew that Wan Fei could not have heard him but it still felt good for him to say those words out in the open.

He looked at the soft bed that had suffered much abuse from their eager and almost violent love making and their combined liquid seeds scattered upon every part of the mattress.

It was indeed a wonder how amazingly rich these fountains were especially to those who had already trained in the way of the Dao. Cultivators really had it best in both worlds.

Alas, no matter how potent these sources were, Wan Fei would still not nurture life because our bored gamer was not yet ready to bring forth a child unto this world.

"Let me handle that scheming Elder God first before I create a lineage that would last until eternity and beyond."

Clark said audibly and in but mere moments, his form turned illusory until his physical body totally disappeared from the bedchambers of Wan Fei.

* * *

"Good morning, Young Master Clark! Or should i say good noon already. The rest of your family are waiting for you downstairs. Please."

Elder Feng Lin greeted once he saw the double doors opened from the inside.

They had of course tried waking up Young Master Clark at an earlier time but same as what happened yesterday, he and his brother Feng Ren were both ignored without mercy.

Not even a tiny squeak was heard from the arrogant boy until finally, they had both accepted the fact that this would become the norm from today onward.

"Why are you here, Uncle Lin, Uncle Ren? You should have just waited for me in the Training Hall and I will be there every morning and at the exact same time."

Clark yawned as he began walking towards the huge dining space of this residence.

A pair of footsteps followed him and one was particularly not having good thoughts towards our sleepy protagonist.

'Morning?! It's already high noon at this moment and this stupid boy has the guts to claim that he would be busy training in the morning!' This was none other than Elder Feng Ren of course.

Although he had such a bad opinion of our good gamer's cultivation ethics but in the end, he held his temper in so that he could oblige someone of Young Master Clark's talent.

It did not need saying also that the performance of our good gamer has indeed proven well enough that he would never be late in achieving any realm he wanted to achieve.

That was of course if there were enough cultivation resources and spirit stones lying around in the place which was also the most pressing concern of all cultivators in this xianxia world.

Alas, Clark could not care less for the concern of these 2 Elders as he was already pretty content in how his new life had been treating him so far.

'Although it's far from perfect simply because of the wretched Elder God over my head but that did not mean that i could not make use of what i have right now.'

Clark smiled and began whistling his favorite anime tune along the way.

* * *

In a certain garden in the Demonic Sword Sect, a beautiful woman was busy tending to her plants. There were abundant flowers everywhere and they were of different colors and class.

This was indeed a good place in which these humble little lives were patiently nurtured by the gentle caring hands of one soul.

There was a faraway look in her eyes as she appeared almost absent minded in her actions.

Even if she could be considered a great beauty in all respect and standard but the pale tinge of her skin and strained restless eyes has diminished what she could have been in this very day.

It could be seen from this alone that she had a lot on her mind and least of which was how she was taking care of her garden at the moment.

"Daughter..." an old voice called from behind the lovely female and in a flash the melancholic mood of this enchanting woman had suddenly vanished into the past.

"FATHER!" The woman turned around and immediately jumped into the arms of an old ugly man.

If one could see them now, they would have no doubt be surprised that these two were associated with one another.

While the other was as pretty as a picture, the other one was already past his prime and was better to be called a grandfather to the lady but never her father.

Alas, this was the world of cultivators and as such, it was a setting that was very very hard for mortals to understand.

"Why are you here, Father?! Didn't you say that the next time we meet you would have already reached the 4th Stage of Aspirant Realm?"