Chapter 95: The Saintess’s Reward! The Vixen Really Knows How to Play Better Than a Fairy!

"Gulp."

Gu Lan looked at the peerless beauty lying sideways on the bed, her black robe half-undone, revealing a large expanse of snow-white, tender skin.

She was hooking her finger at him, and he swallowed hard.

Who could withstand this?

Saintess Ji Wushuang had just survived the Golden Core Lightning Tribulation.

Her entire body exuded a newborn, glossy sheen.

Her naturally fair skin now looked even more like fine mutton-fat jade, emitting a charming halo under the candlelight.

Especially the faint Devilish Qi lingering around her body.

Not only did it not feel eerie in the slightest, but it instead felt like a layer of black veil.

Accentuating her devilish figure to make it even more mysterious and alluring.

"What are you still standing there dazed for?"

Saintess Ji Wushuang's red lips parted slightly, her voice lazy and hoarse.

Carrying a sense of relaxation and desire after just experiencing a life-or-death tribulation.

"Do you need this Saintess to come down and invite you personally?"

"N—No need!"

Gu Lan took a deep breath, like a warrior about to head to the battlefield, and strode toward the bedside.

"With the Saintess's order, this subordinate will not hesitate to go through fire and water!"

As soon as he approached, Saintess Ji Wushuang's slender and powerful beautiful leg reached out like a spiritual snake.

Directly hooking his waist and pulling with a sudden force.

"Bang!"

Gu Lan lost his balance entirely.

He tumbled directly onto the soft brocade quilt.

Landing right on top of Saintess Ji Wushuang's body.

Their eyes met.

The tips of their noses almost touched.

Gu Lan could clearly see his own reflection in her deep eyes.

He could also smell that unique scent on her, a mixture of the Lightning Tribulation's aura and her enchanting body fragrance.

"Saintess…"

"Call me Wushuang."

Saintess Ji Wushuang reached out her arms and wrapped them around Gu Lan's neck.

Her slightly cool fingers gently inserted into his hair, her gaze hazy.

"Tonight, there are no Saintess and subordinate."

"There are only… a man and a woman."

Before her voice trailed off, she took the initiative to raise her head and kissed Gu Lan's lips.

Different from Jiang Wanqing's greenness and passivity, Saintess Ji Wushuang's kiss was full of aggressiveness.

That was the wildness and directness unique to people of the Demonic Sect.

She was like a black flame, completely igniting and devouring Gu Lan.

"Mmph…"

Gu Lan only felt a "boom" in his mind, and all his reason instantly collapsed.

Since this Female Demon Lord was already this proactive, if he still put on airs, he truly wouldn't be a man!

"Wushuang… You asked for this!"

Gu Lan let out a low roar, reversing the roles and taking the initiative.

His large hand unceremoniously reached into that loose black robe.

"Mn-hn~"

Saintess Ji Wushuang's body trembled.

"How does it feel?"

Amidst the passionate kiss, she didn't forget to tease.

"Top-notch!"

Gu Lan praised sincerely.

If Jiang Wanqing was a high-mountain snow lotus that evoked pity and affection in people.

Then Saintess Ji Wushuang was a blooming black rose, making people want to fiercely ravage and possess her.

"Then… compared to your Senior Sister?"

This woman was still remembering this matter even now!

"Each has their own merits!"

Gu Lan was a smart man and would never step on a landmine at a time like this.

"Stop looking, let's get down to business."

Although Saintess Ji Wushuang was bold, under such candidly bare gazes, she still couldn't help but feel her cheeks burn.

"This Saintess said so, you are my reward."

"Since it's a reward, naturally… I must unwrap it myself."

Looking down at Gu Lan from above, the corners of her mouth curved into a queen-like smile.

Immediately after, she began unbuttoning Gu Lan's clothes.

Her movements were unhurried, carrying a mocking playfulness like a cat playing with a mouse.

"Hiss—"

Gu Lan sucked in a cold breath, feeling like he was about to explode.

This vixen!

Really knew how to play much better than a fairy!

How could this be considered just taking off clothes?

This was clearly teasing his every single nerve!

Finally.

When the very last piece of clothing was thrown off the bed.

"Are you ready?"

Saintess Ji Wushuang leaned down, her long hair hanging over Gu Lan's chest, bringing waves of itchiness.

"My…"

"Ah——!!"

"Gu Lan… Your Physique… is truly a Treasure Trove…"

Saintess Ji Wushuang's voice trembled.

…

Early the next morning.

Saintess Ji Wushuang.

This Female Demon Lord who had just advanced to the Golden Core Stage.

At this moment, she was sitting radiantly in front of the vanity mirror, combing her long hair.

After a night of nourishment, the Qi on her body had completely stabilized at the Early Golden Core Stage, and there was even a faint trend of advancing toward the Middle Stage.

Her skin was rosy-white, and the cold and aloof Killing Intent between her brows had faded a lot.

Instead, it added a trace of lazy and charming flair, making her simply peerlessly beautiful.

"Awake?"

Through the bronze mirror, Saintess Ji Wushuang saw the pale and weak Gu Lan behind her, and the corners of her mouth curved into a satisfied smile.

"You performed well."

"Although your legs went a bit soft at the end, it can be considered barely satisfying this Saintess."

Gu Lan: "…"

Was that legs going soft?

That was spiritual power being sucked dry by you, okay!

"Since you're awake, get lost quickly."

Saintess Ji Wushuang put down the comb, and her tone instantly reverted back to that high-and-mighty Saintess.

"I still need to go into seclusion to consolidate my cultivation, I don't have time to play with you."

"You're chasing people away just like that?"

Gu Lan put on his clothes, somewhat speechless.

The speed at which she flipped her face was even faster than his!

"What? Reluctant to leave?"

Saintess Ji Wushuang turned around, walked up to him, and tidied up his collar.

"Rest assured, you are this Saintess's man, you can't run away."

She tiptoed, sucked hard on Gu Lan's neck, and left a clear strawberry mark.

"This is a seal."

"After going back, remember to expose this mark."

"Let those courting-death vixens see whose man you are."

Gu Lan touched his neck and gave a bitter smile.

If the Great Senior Sister were to see this mark…

I'm afraid it'll be another bloody storm!

"Alright, get lost."

Saintess Ji Wushuang kicked him on the buttocks.

"Remember, don't die."

"The day this Saintess comes out of seclusion will be the time when we Cultivate together again."

Gu Lan shuddered, feeling as if granted a great amnesty, and hurriedly pushed the door open and went out.

Walking out of the courtyard and breathing the fresh air outside, Gu Lan felt like he had come back to life.

"A vixen at the Golden Core Stage is indeed someone you can't afford to provoke."

He rubbed his sore waist, pulled a handful of nourishing Medicinal Pills from his storage ring, and stuffed them into his mouth.

"I need to hurry back to the Sect."

"Having been out for so long, if I don't go back, Senior Sister and the others will probably call the police… Oh no, issue a missing person notice."

However.

Before that.

He had to find a way to get rid of this "seal" on his neck first.

Otherwise, going back would definitely mean a dead end!