In a stone house in the Huaxia Pavilion’s Ten Nations Martial Arts Tournament branch…
Yin Wuyou hugged her knees and sat by the bed, her eyes twinkling.
She looked at Zhou Shu lying on the bed, her face full of smiles.
She didn’t care if the Ten Nations Martial Arts Tournament space was dangerous. As long as she could stay by Zhou Shu’s side, she didn’t care how dangerous it was.
After an unknown period of time, the faint white light on Zhou Shu’s body suddenly shattered like glass.
Then Zhou Shu opened his eyes.
The next moment, Yin Wuyou was pressed down by a pair of big hands, and her dress turned into butterflies flying in the air and dancing in the room.
The sound that made one’s bones ache echoed throughout the room.
Again and again, Yin Wuyou didn’t know how many times she flew into the clouds.
It was as if Zhou Shu would never have enough, and he kept asking for more.
Fortunately, she was already a first-rank martial artist. Otherwise, ordinary women would definitely not be able to withstand it.
Even so, Yin Wuyou felt like her entire body was about to collapse.
She hugged Zhou Shu’s neck tightly and tried her best to circulate the God of War Catalog to keep up with him.
The Yin and Yang Qi produced by the God of War Catalog circulated between the two of them, constantly nourishing their bodies.
Be it Yin Wuyou or Zhou Shu, the spiritual essence in their bodies was growing little by little.
It was especially true for Yin Wuyou, who gained even more.
Not only could she feel her spiritual essence growing at a visible speed, but she could also feel her body becoming stronger, and even her skin was more delicate than before.
She almost lost herself in the heady mix of pleasure and growing strength.
She felt that she would never be able to leave Zhou Shu again.
With a moan, Yin Wuyou flew into the clouds again.
Zhou Shu finally stopped. He lay on Yin Wuyou’s body and felt her delicate body. His eyes had already regained clarity.
No wonder he always heard that those killers would go to brothels to relax after killing.
Doing the deed did make one feel refreshed and relieved.
Zhou Shu sighed with emotion. In the past, after using the Zhuang Zhou Butterfly Dream Technique, it would take him a long time to recover.
This time, he entered the dream for a longer time. Logically speaking, he should have sunk deeper into the dream.
Unexpectedly, after a series of ‘battles’, he felt that he had completely recovered. The aftereffects of entering the dream had completely disappeared.
His hands brushed across Yin Wuyou’s jade-like skin, and he was a little tempted.
Yin Wuyou hesitated for a moment and whispered, “We still have other things to do.”
Her face flushed. Although she couldn’t bear to reject Zhou, this was still the Ten Nations Martial Arts Tournament battlefield.
His hands swam between the mountains, but images flashed through his mind.
Zhou Shu’s Zhuang Zhou Butterfly Dream Technique had already reached the lesser mastery stage. The Shadow Sword had also made brilliant achievements in Yin Wuyou’s hands.
The Zhuang Zhou Butterfly Dream Technique at lesser mastery allowed him to go back to 50 years ago!
Zhou Shu had not lived to fifty years in both his lifetimes.
In the end, in his dream, he transformed into a great demon and cultivated for 50 years!
If not for Yin Wuyou, Zhou Shu even doubted if he could wake up from the dream.
If he couldn’t wake up, Zhou Shu might become the Great Demon Yao Lian.
He didn’t know if he was Zhuang Zhou who had dreamed he was a butterfly, or a butterfly dreaming that he was Zhuang Zhou.
Zhuang Zhou’s Butterfly Dream Technique was abnormally magical and dangerous at the same time.
Thank you, Yin Wuyou!
Zhou Shu climbed to the peaks with both hands, feeling extremely real.
In his mind, the Five Mountains’ True Form suppressed his consciousness. He eliminated all the useless scenes from his mind.
This was also something he had accidentally comprehended when he was circulating the God of War Catalog with Yin Wuyou.
There was too much useless information after spending fifty years in the dream.
Zhou Shu didn’t even want to think about the scenes of Yao Lian drinking and eating.
This was also because Zhou Shu’s Visualization of the Five Mountains’ True Form and the God of War Catalog had both reached a certain level. Under the double foundation, he could do this. Without either, he wouldn’t be able to do this.
Fifty years was a long time, but to a Great Demon like Yao Lian, fifty years was actually just a small part of his life.
Compared to humans, demonic beasts had very long lifespans.
A thousand-year-old turtle was the most suitable description for a demonic beast.
To human martial artists, even first-rank martial artists only had a lifespan of three to five hundred years. As for first-rank demonic beasts, it was easy for them to live a thousand years.
… Not to mention a Great Demon like Yao Lian.
It would probably not be a problem for a Great Demon like him to live for three to five thousand years.
Fifty years ago, Yao Lian was already a Great Demon!
The lives of demonic beasts were much more boring than Zhou Shu had imagined.
In the past fifty years, Yao Lian had done nothing but fight, drink, or patrol his territory.
The Demon Realm, relative to the Ten Nations, was a barbaric and uncivilized place. Everything exuded a primitive aura.
Zhou Shu looked down on Yao Lian for his debauchery.
Although the Demon Realm is primitive, they are indeed powerful.
Apart from what made him speechless, Zhou Shu really realized this.