107: Chapter 107 I really can't take it anymore!

"What?!"

Lu Jiajing's beautiful peach-blossom eyes instantly widened, and her red lips slightly parted.

Her face was filled with unbelievable shock, as if she had heard some tall tale.

"Three hundred and eighty-eight thousand Spirit Stones?!"

"Young Gentleman, you... you aren't joking with your sister, are you?"

"Or was your brain damaged by that Yao King?"

She furrowed her delicate brows, her tone carrying a mix of laughter and tears:

"Although I am the Sect Master, where could I get so many Spirit Stones all at once?"

"Even if I emptied all my personal savings within the Sect, it might not be enough to make up this amount!"

"Moreover, the Sect's Spirit Stones have their own regulations; how could I alone withdraw them at will?"

Seeing her reaction, Ye Xiaoyao laughed inwardly, but his face deliberately showed a look of confusion and slight disappointment:

"Oh? As the grand Sect Master, Sister Lu can't even produce a mere three hundred thousand plus Spirit Stones? I thought..."

"Thought my foot!"

Lu Jiajing scolded him irritably, but her eyes involuntarily softened again, carrying a seductive charm.

"Young Gentleman, you're intentionally making things difficult for your sister, aren't you?"

"Although the Sect is large, its expenses are also great, and the turnover of Spirit Stones is fixed..."

"Even though I have some private savings, it's far from this amount."

As she spoke, she subconsciously fiddled with the hem of her goose-yellow dress.

Her curvaceous figure swayed gently with the subtle movement, trying once again to evoke the other's heart of "pity for the fair sex."

However, Ye Xiaoyao seemed to have a heart of stone, merely looking at her calmly, unmoved.

Lu Jiajing bit her lower lip and added:

"If the Young Gentleman insists on so many... then your sister will just have to... slowly gather them for you."

Her voice trailed off, filled with endless grievance and suggestion.

Unfortunately, Ye Xiaoyao still didn't buy it.

He turned around, leaving her only with his back, his tone flat yet firm:

"In that case, Sister Lu, you should come back to talk to me about the essence of pure yang once you've gathered enough Spirit Stones."

After saying that, he lifted his feet and walked forward, not even using his sword, as if he really intended to wander aimlessly in this Lesser Grotto-Heaven.

Looking at his unlingering back, Lu Jiajing's thoughts of acting spoiled and showing weakness completely died out.

She finally understood; this kid wasn't old, but he had many schemes and was immune to both soft and hard tactics, determined to control this "transaction."

Unfortunately, the essence of pure yang was inside his body; if he was unwilling, even if she used force, she might not get it smoothly and could even cause a complete fallout.

For the hope of Nascent Soul Formation...

She sighed inwardly and quickly hurried to catch up, her face once again piling on a charming smile, her voice becoming soft and sweet:

"Oh my~~ Young Gentleman, don't be angry~~ Sister will agree to your terms."

"Three hundred and eighty-eight thousand Spirit Stones, Sister will definitely find a way to gather them for you."

"It just needs some time, you must wait patiently for Sister, okay~~?"

Ye Xiaoyao didn't stop, only giving an almost imperceptible nod as a response.

In the following days, the two began to explore this Lesser Grotto-Heaven.

This place seemed desolate, but in fact, it contained many resources.

They didn't encounter other Cultivators or Yao Beasts, but they did find many ancient Spiritual Plants that were hard to find outside, as well as some exposed, high-quality Spirit Ores.

This exploration lasted for nearly a month.

This Lesser Grotto-Heaven was broader than expected; they flew low on their swords, carefully searching every corner, trying to find an exit or clues connecting to other grotto-heavens, but they always came up empty-handed.

The exit seemed simply non-existent, or was hidden extremely deep.

The biggest gain during this period was finding a small Spirit Ore vein on the back of a low hill.

The exposed part of the vein shimmered with various faint lights, mainly consisting of Metal-attribute and Earth-attribute Spirit Ores, mixed with a small amount of Water-attribute ones.

Although the grade wasn't top-tier, the reserves were decent; excavating them would be a considerable fortune, whether for their own Artifact Refining or for sale.

Neither Ye Xiaoyao nor Lu Jiajing were polite; they each took out tools and spent several days mining many well-formed Spirit Ores, filling their Storage Pouches to the brim.

During the tedious mining work, Lu Jiajing would occasionally find topics to chat with Ye Xiaoyao, her words still carrying flirtation.

But seeing that Ye Xiaoyao mostly reacted flatly, she sensibly restrained herself quite a bit, though her charming glances and occasional "unintentional" physical contact never ceased.

After nearly a month, Ye Xiaoyao began to feel that familiar dry heat and sense of expansion accumulating in his body again.

With no one to channel the Pure Yang Qi and essence of pure yang, it had reached the point where it was almost impossible to suppress.

He tried to use spiritual power to forcibly suppress it, but the effect was getting worse and worse.

To make matters worse, he was constantly followed by a vivid, incredibly curvaceous, and enchanting beauty.

Lu Jiajing seemed to keenly sense his abnormality.

This day, the two took a temporary rest in a relatively flat area where a few clusters of glowing ferns grew.

Ye Xiaoyao sat cross-legged, closing his eyes to regulate his breathing, trying to calm his blood and Qi.

Lu Jiajing, however, silently leaned over and sat down beside him.

A cool, soft jade-like hand gently brushed against his forehead.

Ye Xiaoyao's body stiffened slightly.

Those slender jade fingers then slowly slid down, their tips grazing his cheek and the side of his neck with a feather-light touch.

"Young Gentleman~~"

Lu Jiajing's voice sounded in his ear, carrying warm breath and a hint of knowing laughter.

"Your face is so hot... are you feeling uncomfortable again~?"

Ye Xiaoyao took a deep breath, didn't open his eyes, and just said in a deep voice:

"Sister Lu, can you... stay a bit further away from me?"

"Why stay further away?"

Instead of backing off, Lu Jiajing leaned even closer, almost pressing against his side; that full and soft sensation was clearly transmitted through their clothes.

"Sister can see that what you need most right now is someone to help you regulate."

"Enduring it like this is so harmful to your body~~"

Her other hand also quietly wrapped around, gently stroking his tense back with a slow, rhythmic motion.

"Let Sister help you, okay~~?"

She breathed like an orchid, her voice so seductive it could drip water:

"Although Sister is... still a virgin,"

"I have also studied the Way of Yin and Yang Harmony~~"

"I'll definitely make you feel comfortable and not suffer anymore~~ Don't worry, leave it to Sister~~"

Those hands became increasingly restless, moving across his chest, waist, and abdomen with flirtatious intent.

The sweet fragrance surrounded him; even though his vision was closed, the stimulation of touch and smell was magnified.

Ye Xiaoyao felt the dry fire that had been forcibly suppressed in his body explode like hot oil being poured on it!

The most primal desire of the Pure Yang Sacred Body was completely aroused, and the dam of reason was on the verge of collapse under the surge of desire.

"Sister Lu... you, don't do this anymore..."

His voice was hoarse, carrying suppressed pain.

"Don't do what?"

Lu Jiajing chuckled, her fingertip playfully grazing his Adam's apple:

"Young Gentleman, you clearly want it too, don't you?"

"Why make things hard for yourself? There are only the two of us here..."

The final line of defense finally collapsed.

Ye Xiaoyao suddenly opened his eyes, which were already bloodshot and filled with the blazing light of desire.

His breathing was heavy as he turned to look at the enchanting, smiling face right in front of him.

In the next instant, he no longer hesitated.

His arms suddenly reached out, violently pulling Lu Jiajing's curvaceous, soft, and fragrant body into his embrace!

"Mmm~~!"

Caught off guard, Lu Jiajing let out a short moan.

Ye Xiaoyao's palms carried a scorching temperature.

Without any politeness, he squeezed the astonishingly full curves of her chest with force.

Feeling that incredible springy softness.

He lowered his head, his eyes burning as he stared at her moist, shimmering red lips, his voice hoarse and domineering:

"Sister Lu... you brought this on yourself!"

Before his voice faded, he had already kissed her heavily, blocking all her unspoken words or cries.

"Mmph...!"

Lu Jiajing only had time to let out a muffled whimper before her soft lips were completely occupied.

After the initial shock, her long eyelashes fluttered and she slowly closed her eyes.

Her arms also obediently wrapped around Ye Xiaoyao's neck, beginning to actively and passionately respond to this long-awaited kiss filled with Pure Yang Qi.

Under the dim light, two figures pressed closely together, completely intertwined in this silent, uninhabited, Spiritual Qi-filled Lesser Grotto-Heaven within the Secret Realm.