Demonic Cultivation: Starting from a Horse Bandit

Qin Manyang was speechless for a moment and could only repeat her explanation in vain, "That's not the case. I never wanted to harm you..."

Xu Sanyan tightened his grip on her neck. The blood surge made her pretty face turn red, but she still held her neck straight.

She was sure that Xu Sanyan would not dare to attack the elder within the sect, even if he was the Holy Son.

"You smell so good..."

Xu Sanyan changed the topic, but no longer cared about Dagushan. Instead, he slowly closed his eyes, with a confused look on his face, a perverted expression.

Qin Manyang's body trembled, her expression became stiffer, and she suddenly felt that Xu Sanyan was more like a demon than her.

You've only been in the sect for a few days, and you've already become like this?

What if he could become the Holy Son? Not only is his talent for cultivation good, but his talent for perversion is even better.

"Do you want to know what I experienced in Dagushan?"

Xu Sanyan moved her steps, changed her position and came to Qin Manyang. Her palms changed from pinching her neck from behind to pinching her from the front. He raised her face and looked directly at her.

Qin Manyang's flushed face looked like a ripe peach, full of juice at first glance, making people want to bite it hard.

Xu Sanyan leaned over and rubbed the down on her face with his cheek. A numbing sensation was as refreshing as an electric shock, which made people want to stop.

"think……"

Qin Manyang's neck was pinched, her voice was hoarse and she spoke, choosing to turn a blind eye to Xu Sanyan's perverted behavior.

"Hey, I won't tell you..."

…

At this moment, outside the cave,

Lin Fan and the other five people had just arrived and looked at Xiangtan standing outside. They all knew that Xiangtan was a popular figure around the Holy Son and could never be offended, so they quickly stepped forward to greet him.

"I've seen fairies."

"Um."

Xiangtan responded softly, and then continued, "The Holy Son is discussing important matters with the elders inside. You can wait outside."

"yes."

Lin Fan and the other five did not dare to have any objections and waited outside obediently.

The chirping of insects and birds on the mountain was extremely pleasant, but to Qin Manyang's ears, it was just noisy.

Sunlight shines into the room through the window. Xu Sanyan clings tightly to Qin Manyang. The distance between the two is less than an inch. Each other's breaths are intertwined and the atmosphere in the room gradually heats up.

"What... do you want?"

Qin Manyang really couldn't bear it anymore, and there was a hint of pleading in her tone.

"What do you want me to do?"

Xu Sanyan stretched out his hand to lift up her broken hair and gently tucked it behind her ears. He held up this pretty face and looked at it carefully. It was very pleasing to the eye.

Hearing this, Qin Manyang's eyes were filled with uncertainty. Her stiff fingers slowly grasped the belt around her waist and pulled gently, causing the ribbon to fall...

Xu Sanyan reached out and held her down, preventing her from continuing to undress and take off her belt.

Qin Manyang was stunned and very surprised. Could it be that he had guessed wrong?

But Xu Sanyan slowly shook her head, gave her a peck on the cheek, and said with a smile, "I like to do it by myself..."

Qin Manyang dropped her hands at loss, but she breathed a sigh of relief in her heart. Sure enough...

Ling Luo fluttered, her clothes and belt fluttered, her hair flew up, and her low humming sound attracted the birds on the treetops outside the window, who stared unblinkingly into the house through the slightly open paper window.

A large spring light reflected, the black short boots were kicked aside casually, and the wooden chair made a "creak" sound...

Lin Fan and others were still waiting outside, and there was no communication between the five of them. They only occasionally looked at each other and nodded slightly.

Xiangtan looked at the only woman and asked, "What's your name?"

The slender woman wearing a light green gown and holding a big gun said respectfully, "Disciple Yun Shang, I have seen the fairy."

"Yunshang...a good name."

Xiangtan nodded in praise, and then said, "You don't have to call me fairy. My name is Xiangtan, and you can call me senior sister."

"Yes, senior sister."

"Well, from now on, when we all work for the Holy Son, we should stay close to him."

The five people nodded in agreement, and the atmosphere became a little more lively.

The sky is getting dark, and the red sun is slowly setting on the horizon.

The vermilion door opened, and a figure limped out. The messy hair could not hide the rosy complexion. Qin Manyang straightened her clothes a little and said to Xiangtan, "Go in, the Holy Son is waiting for you."

"Yes, elder."

Xiangtan is someone who has been here before, and he can tell what just happened at a glance. Elder Qin looks dignified, but in fact...

I just came back and I can’t wait,

Tsk tsk...

Xiangtan didn't dare to say anything and led a few people in. Qin Manyang sighed deeply in his heart, rubbed his swollen and painful lower abdomen, and walked slowly down the mountain.

At least this level has been passed.

In the hall, Xiangtan twitched her nostrils and smelled the familiar scent in the air. She rolled her eyes secretly and cursed in her heart. She didn't even know she had to go back to her room and she did it here. Really...

"See the Son!"

Lin Fan and others did not dare to look around, and they had no intention of observing the slightly messy tables and chairs. All their attention was on the figure above.

"Well, get up and take a seat."

Xu Sanyan was in a good mood with a peaceful smile on his face.

"Thank you, Holy Son."

Xu Sanyan waved his hand, and Meng Zhuer came out from the corner, holding a tray with five storage bags on it, which were distributed to everyone in turn.

"This is the reward you deserve. You should practice hard in the future and don't let down my expectations."

Lin Fan took it with both hands with excitement and solemnly clasped his fists, "Don't worry, Holy Son, this disciple will definitely practice hard and strive to build the foundation as soon as possible to serve the Holy Son!"

He knew in his heart that his current level of cultivation was too low. Even if he had extraordinary fighting power, he could not be of much help. Only by practicing hard could he repay the Holy Son for his kindness.

"Thank you, Holy Son!"

The others also stood up and thanked him.

Xu Sanyan nodded, "Well, it's good if you have this kind of intention. Later, let Xiangtan arrange a cave for each of you, so that you can concentrate on your practice. You don't have to do the tasks of outer disciples."

The five people were overjoyed. If they didn't have to do those scattered tasks, they would have a lot of time to concentrate on their cultivation. In this way, their cultivation progress would be faster.

"Thank you, Holy Son!"

"Well, go ahead."

"yes."

Xiangtan led the five people away. Xu Sanyan glanced at the tall woman's back and gently rubbed her chin...

Brave and heroic, not bad, not bad.

After the outer disciple competition ended, Chilong Mountain was full of discussions. Many people were gearing up to practice hard and strive to win a seat in the next competition.

On the contrary, few people mentioned the inner disciple Dabi who followed closely, because the foundation-building monks were all old Yinbi. They all huddled in the cave and prepared silently, for fear of letting others know their methods.

The news of the big competition has spread to Chilong Mountain, and now even Hua Gu from the Hehuan lineage has heard about it.

On Hehe Mountain, in the Queen's Hall, Hua Gu was silent in thought as she listened to the reports from her subordinates.

Jiang Qinqin stood aside and listened silently.

A woman said in a clear voice, "Today's Chilong Mountain has become Xu Sanyan's one-word hall. The crazy Taoist ignores secular affairs. Wu Xin was sent down the mountain. The other elders also obey Xu Sanyan's orders. No one dares to object."