82: Chapter 82: Pushing the limits

Wang Bin's lips curled into a slight, smug smile.

In his view, those so-called aloof goddesses, sword-wielding heroines, or pampered princesses, as well as those much-praised, so-called love stories, were nothing more than illusory things.

As long as he gave enough, any woman could be brought into his fold.

However, his mind was no longer on matters of men and women; he harbored endless curiosity and longing for the mysteries of longevity.

If he were still fixated on romantic entanglements, with his current abilities and means, having three palaces, six courtyards, and seventy-two concubines would be as easy as pie, a mere trifle.

Of course, he knew that the top priority now was to improve his own strength; only then could he ensure his safety in this perilous Cultivation world.

After all, he had inexplicably experienced several life-or-death calamities. Although each time he managed to turn misfortune into fortune and gain much, he truly didn't want to encounter such a life of constant anxiety and passive response to danger anymore.

Wang Bin looked at Du Xiaoyue's smiling face, and a strong sense of accomplishment welled up in his heart.

He cleared his throat and said, feigning nonchalance:

"Xiaoyue! My shoulders are a bit sore, come here and give me a massage."

Du Xiaoyue's smile froze for a moment, and a hint of hesitation flashed in her eyes, but she quickly walked behind Wang Bin, extending her slender hands and gently placing them on his shoulders.

Her unskilled technique was more like random pressing than a proper massage.

However, Wang Bin didn't care in the slightest; just smelling the faint fragrance emanating from her filled his heart with a sense of accomplishment.

"Xiaoyue, call me 'Husband' and let me hear it!"

Wang Bin pushed his luck with the request. Du Xiaoyue's hands suddenly paused, a blush spread across her face, and she weakly replied:

"Junior Martial Uncle, isn't this too fast? I'm not ready yet!"

"Ready for what? Do you still want to be like those stories, where you're deeply in love and have an earth-shattering romance?

Don't forget, we are Cultivators. Thirty years ago, you might have been able to fantasize about these things, but now, who has that much free time!"

Wang Bin's blunt words were like a sharp blade, directly piercing Du Xiaoyue's young and hopeful heart.

After a fierce internal struggle, she finally accepted the reality with resignation.

Anyway, she would become his sooner or later and bear his children, so what did a change in address matter?

"You're annoying, Husband. Are you satisfied now?"

Du Xiaoyue said with a playful pout.

"Haha, not bad, it sounds comfortable.

However, from now on, still call me Junior Martial Uncle. I prefer hearing you call me that.

I'll give you twenty drops of Spirit Liquid for your Cultivation, and I'll make proper arrangements for the rest."

With that, Wang Bin casually tossed the jade bottle containing the Spirit Liquid behind him.

Du Xiaoyue's heart tightened, and she carefully caught the jade bottle. Then she eagerly took out a small jade bottle from her Storage Pouch, meticulously counted out twenty drops of Spirit Liquid into it, and then solemnly put it into her Storage Pouch as if it were a priceless treasure.

Her heart was filled with excitement; if she asked her aunt to help sell these twenty drops of Spirit Liquid, it would be enough to exchange for three precious Foundation Establishment Pills!

Junior Martial Uncle was truly too good to her. Driven by this excitement, she impulsively lowered her head and gently pecked Wang Bin's face.

How could Wang Bin miss such a good opportunity? He turned around, pulled Du Xiaoyue into his embrace, and Domineering gave her a passionate, long kiss.

Du Xiaoyue struggled a few times but found it futile, and her whole body gradually went limp in Wang Bin's arms.

After a long while, Du Xiaoyue, her face flushed, broke free from Wang Bin's embrace, shyly lowered her head, and dared not look directly into Wang Bin's eyes.

"Haha, Xiaoyue, you initiated this, so don't blame me!"

Wang Bin teased with a smile.

"Hmm! I didn't expect what the storybooks said to be true; kissing really makes one's heart race and mouth dry.

This feeling is truly wonderful, is this love?"

Du Xiaoyue murmured to herself. Wang Bin was now an old hand at romance, so he naturally wouldn't miss this opportunity. He rattled off some earthy love confessions from his previous life, making Du Xiaoyue's face flush with delight, and her charming laughter echoed in the small private room.

Fortunately, although the private room was small, its privacy was excellent, so there was no need to worry about being overheard by outsiders.

The two were immersed in this sweet atmosphere, unknowingly forgetting the passage of time, until the Formation in the private room suddenly sounded an alarm, followed by a knock on the door.

Du Xiaoyue seemed to be hit by something, instantly springing up from Wang Bin's embrace, only then realizing that she was still on duty.

Presumably, her colleagues outside, seeing that she hadn't come out for a long time, were worried that something had happened to her and came to check.

Similar situations had occurred before: high-level Cultivators in private rooms would act on lust, and if that Cultivator had a strong background, the manager couldn't afford to offend them. In the end, the woman had no choice but to marry that person as a concubine, and it was said that her later life was quite miserable.

Du Xiaoyue hurriedly tidied her clothes, took a deep breath, and then walked out of the private room.

After a short while, she came back in holding a Storage Pouch, and as soon as she entered, she feigned anger and said:

"It's all your fault, hmph!"

"Alright, it's all my fault. Who told you to be so beautiful and moving that I forgot about serious business?

I'm here to procure items. Have the statistics for the Yao Beast Materials I sold been calculated?"

Wang Bin coaxed with a smile.

"Hehe, you know how to talk, I forgive you!"

Du Xiaoyue's smile bloomed again. She took out a Jade Slip from the Storage Pouch, glanced at it, and then read:

"Junior Martial Uncle, this time you brought fifty-five Low-Grade Storage Pouches, all filled with Low-Grade Yao Beast Materials, all from the early and Middle Stage of Qi Refining.

Although the quantity is considerable, the value of each item is not high.

I rounded it up for you, a total of two hundred and fifty thousand Low-Grade Spirit Stones, which, when converted to Mid-Grade Spirit Stones, is two thousand five hundred.

All the Spirit Stones are in this Storage Pouch, and I have carefully verified the prices; there are no issues."

"Hmm! I trust you."

Wang Bin didn't know much about the market for these things, so he could only choose to trust Du Xiaoyue.

He secretly mused that when the beast tide attacked that day, there must have been thousands of Late Stage Qi Refining Yao Beasts, which were probably divided among the surviving Cultivators of White Cloud City.

These early and Middle Stage Qi Refining Yao Beast Materials were likely left behind because their Storage Pouches couldn't hold any more.

This was normal; if it were him, he would definitely choose the more valuable items first.

He just didn't know how many orphans had appeared in White Cloud City this time, how many Spirit Stones would be left after rewarding the Cultivators who had contributed to the beast tide, and whether White Cloud City's orphanage could be successfully established.

Thinking of this, Wang Bin couldn't help but sigh softly.