Path to Dual Cultivation - Chapter 24: Returning to the Fleeting Sword Sect

“Wanna play a game?” Quinn asked, a mischievous glint in her eyes.“Sure,” I said, “but what happens if someone bails on a truth or dare?”She just smiled. “We get a new one, and you have to do it. No matter what.”“Deal,” I said.“Truth or dare?” she asked.“Truth.”“What's your biggest secret?” Her eyes were full of playful curiosity.“I can't tell you,” I said, “so I guess I have to do a dare.”“Good,” she said, her grin widening. “I dare you to take off your shirt.”That's how it all started. I'm still not sure why, but Quinn seemed determined to have me. She got her wish, and she even got pregnant. But what came after that... well, nobody saw that coming.#R18, #ECCHI, #ROMANCE[WARNING]****** /THIS NOVEL CONTAINS EXPLICT SEXUAL CONTENT, CURSE LANGUAGE **** * ** ******* * **** AUDIENCE DISCRETION IS ADVISED

Bai Qingqing, the disciple of the Divine Physician, with goodwill, treats the domineering Prince for blindness, only to render herself at the mercy of him. In the name of practicing medicine, the doctress makes him have spicy cuisine for every meal as revenge. Seeing him frown upon the food, sweat at the pungent dishes, she is merely stoked! Poor Qingqing is no villain material, she ends up having a soft spot for him. Her tender care for the Prince unknowingly reveals her biggest secret-her true identity. After the prince’s eyes are cured, he mobilizes the military with great fanfare to keep her around…

A useless prince, yet brimming with kindness and compassion—his smile as warm as sunlight, illuminating this darkened era.But that was merely a mask, hiding the poisonous and mad nature beneath.A monster lurking behind a gentle shell.A system that feeds on stolen Heroines.He will outplay destiny—and rise as the world’s ultimate villain.

A legendary powerhouse of his generation, tired of the bustle of the peak, returned to the ordinary city and started a new life as an ordinary teacher. He wrote the legend in the city.

Magnificent mountains and rivers, the rising powerful ones. Some ancient martial art masters stood at the peak, becoming legendary. Some financial crocodiles rose up in the minuscule places, laughing arrogantly.

However, watching the school beauties was better than fighting and killing; educating was better than fighting for fame.

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