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... y, exit Heavenly Gate, enter Earth Door, close Golden Gate, ride Jade Wheel!"

The solemn spell was chanted out of Dan Liangcheng’s mouth.

The bamboo flute in his hand suddenly grew over a foot in length, transforming into a jade-green bamboo, with an orange-yellow flag attached at the top, emitting spiritual light as it danced.

Lifebound Magical Artifact, Mystic Jade Golden Bamboo!

A growth-type Magic Artifact.

Currently a First Rank top-grade Magic Artifa ...

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Note that this is NOT a typical cultivation romance. Immortals and spiritual power and whatnot are all plot devices… You'll see what I mean in just a few chapters!

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[Sneak Peek]

He pinned me against the poplar tree at the center of the garden. A breeze rustled past, stirring the sunlight sparkling through the autumn foliage above us, and a sprinkle of gold fell over his shoulders. “Say you want me,” he whispered.

“Bai Ye—” I breathed, but the rest of my words were replaced by moans the moment he traced his kisses along my neck and took my earlobe into his mouth.

Familiar tingles roared through me as he nibbled and suckled gently. His hand slid up my chest, and he played with my sensations with his lips and tongue and fingers until my arms trembled around him. All other thoughts vanished from my mind. The only thing I knew was the irresistible feeling of him on me, so overwhelming that my knees started growing weak. I would've fallen if he wasn't pinning me hard against the tree.

“Bai Ye …” I moaned again, clawing at his clothes. “Of course I want you … Right here, right now.”

He let out a soft puff of laughter, and his hand grazed down, gripping the folds of my dress. With a rip of fabric, he tore them away.