Duan Shuang could no longer suppress the surging emotions in her heart.
She suddenly threw herself into Xu Ping's arms, her arms tightly wrapped around his neck, her eyes brimming with spring waters.
She lifted her beautiful face, her breath fragrant like orchids:
"Xu Lang... Thank you..."
With the beauty's deep emotions, the softness and fragrance in his embrace, Xu Ping was also slightly moved.
At this moment, Duan Shuang's foundation was already intact, without any worries, turning all her love and gratitude into wholehearted tenderness.
And Xu Ping, with the robust physique and control of a Divinity Transformation Cultivator, made both of them intoxicated in it.
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Time flies by as one focuses on cultivation.
Time quietly slipped away like a galloping horse.
In the blink of an eye, eighteen years passed.
During these eighteen years, the Nanchuan Realm was exceptionally calm due to Xu Ping, the newly ascended Divinity Transformation, stationed there.
