Time flows like water, and three months passed.
During these three months, Ning Fan stayed in the little demoness's sleeping chamber, coming and going with her, and the Divine Void Cultivators have long grown accustomed to it.
The voice from the sealed stone door of the Immortal Storing Pagoda has never been heard again...
Lately, the little demoness has been quite despondent, as whenever Ning Fan had time, he would hold her onto the bed, always seeming insatiable.
Only at night would Ning Fan quietly slip into the Xuan Yin Treasure to cultivate after the little demoness fell asleep...
"Little Fan Fan truly has endless energy... truly worthy of being... the inheritor of Ancient Chaos..."
Late at night, as the little demoness lay limp beneath Ning Fan, she silently evaluated.
Whenever she thought of Ning Fan's actions over the past three months, her face would flush like fire.
