Lou Yimo possessed a gentle, water-like disposition and fulfilled Yang Feilong's desires admirably.
To prevent the room's poor soundproofing from hindering her, Lou Yimo utilized her abilities, and Yang Feilong specifically set up a formation to isolate sound. This ensured that no matter how loud the sounds from Lou Yimo's private chambers, they could not be heard outside.
Time flew by, and dawn broke.
After a night of dual cultivation, Yang Feilong's cultivation had barely progressed. This was mainly because his own cultivation was already too profound; all three of his systems had reached the peak of the eighth level. Due to the significant disparity in their cultivation, the effects of dual cultivation were negligible. However, Lou Yimo's cultivation was still quite low. She practiced the path of special abilities and had currently reached the peak of the fifth tier!
Compared to her own progress, this was not considered low, especially since it had been less than half a year since she embarked on the path of special abilities.
This was thanks to Yang Feilong's unreserved supply of spirit stones for her cultivation and their frequent dual cultivation sessions; otherwise, she would not have reached the fifth tier peak so quickly.
After breakfast the next morning, Yang Feilong bid farewell and departed.
Although Lou Yimo was reluctant to see him go, she did not try to detain him excessively. She knew how many women Yang Feilong had, and the fact that he had come to see her first and stayed at her home for a day was already more than she could have hoped for.
Over the next two days, Yang Feilong first spent a day at the Han family's residence and then a day at the Mo family's. He went to the Han family first, as he had known Han Yun before Mo Yihan, who was then merely Han Yun's close friend.
At both the Han and Mo families, Yang Feilong was warmly welcomed.
Those who learned that Yang Feilong had become involved with the eldest daughters of the Han and Mo families were filled with envy and jealousy towards him.
Yang Feilong did not rest during his stays at the Han and Mo families. He helped diagnose and treat several elders from the older generation of cultivators, curing their hidden ailments. Coupled with the precious medicinal pills Yang Feilong provided, this made both families extremely satisfied with Yang Feilong as a son-in-law.
The residence purchased by Mo Yihan.
Yang Feilong and Han Yun stayed here every night. Yang Feilong spent a total of two days with the two families, one day at each. If they had stayed alone, each would have only had one night with Yang Feilong. However, with both of them present, they could each spend two nights with him. Indeed, given their established habits from their time at school, this arrangement was quite reasonable.
After practicing their skills with the two women, it was already the morning of the sixth day.
"I'm leaving, will you see me off?" Yang Feilong asked, looking at the two women lying in bed as he put on his clothes with a smile.
"No need, why see you off? Just to increase the sadness of parting?" Han Yun waved her hand feebly, looking utterly exhausted.
"Yes, seeing you off to another woman's home, the thought alone doesn't feel good, so I won't see you off!" Mo Yihan also said weakly.
"Alright!" Yang Feilong rubbed his nose, speaking with a hint of helplessness.
These two women had originally wanted to keep him for another day, which was why they had employed every tactic last night, aiming to leave him too exhausted to get out of bed. However, the reality proved that they had overestimated themselves and underestimated Yang Feilong's capabilities.
In the end, the two women collapsed onto the bed, utterly spent, while Yang Feilong felt refreshed and invigorated, feeling even more capable than an iron man!
Yang Feilong kissed each of them on the cheek, startling the two women into thinking he was about to resume their activities. They repeatedly urged him to leave quickly.
This made Yang Feilong chuckle. However, ever since his cultivation in the ancient martial arts path had reached fruition, his physical body had indeed become terrifyingly strong. According to his master, his current physical condition was comparable to a cultivator at the peak of the first level of the Innate (Foundation Establishment) realm!
Reaching the Innate realm (Foundation Establishment realm) was already considered a transformation of the mortal body, and naturally, it would be very strong!
Currently, among Yang Feilong's women, only Luo Xiangning could barely contend with him in a one-on-one fight. Following that, Qian Yeyu and Li Xiya could manage to hold their own to some extent. As for the other women? Even two of them fighting together might not be able to match him evenly.
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Qinghe City, Li family.
"Hoo-ha~~~"
Sounds of sharp exclamations echoed, as Li Yufei practiced her swordplay.
Li Yufei's figure was already good, and since embarking on the path of cultivation, her demeanor had become even more outstanding, possessing the aura of a strong woman!
Her sword techniques at this moment were both dazzling and beautiful, but within their beauty lay traces of killing intent. A moment of carelessness could lead to being wounded by the sword!
*Clap, clap, clap!*
At this moment, a round of applause rang out.
Li Yufei stopped her swordplay and looked over. She saw that a figure had appeared in the courtyard at some unknown time.
"What are you doing here?" Li Yufei blinked, a flicker of joy flashing in her eyes.
"I've been here for a while. I've already met your father and the others," Yang Feilong said with a hint of resignation.
"Why didn't you tell me? And why didn't they notify me?" Li Yufei said indignantly.
"They were going to notify you, but I told them not to. I wanted to give you a surprise," Yang Feilong said with a smile.
"Hmph." Li Yufei snorted in displeasure.
"What's wrong?" Yang Feilong walked forward, put his arm around Li Yufei's waist, and kissed her on the cheek.
"It's already the sixth day. I thought you weren't coming for the New Year," Li Yufei said, giving Yang Feilong a sidelong glance.
"Uh."
"Alright, I know you have many women. It's good enough that you came to see me," Li Yufei said, her tone still a little annoyed. "Stop hugging me, I was practicing swordplay and got all sweaty and smelly. I'll go wash up first."
"Sweaty and smelly? Everything about my wife is fragrant," Yang Feilong sniffed, saying with an intoxicated expression.
"Nonsense." Li Yufei blushed and retorted.
Yang Feilong hadn't paid much attention to other strong women, but his own wife, this strong woman, could be coquettish, assertive, gentle, and aloof – she was perfect in every way. Of course, there was one thing: she was often jealous, and quite intensely so.
However, it wouldn't be normal for a woman not to be jealous at all.
A little jealousy was good for one's health, and Yang Feilong liked it.
"Are you planning to leave today after visiting my family, or will you stay for a few days?" Li Yufei asked, her emotions calming down, allowing Yang Feilong to embrace her waist.
"At most, I can only stay for one day," Yang Feilong said after some thought.
He couldn't stay too long. Not to mention the families he had visited before the New Year, there were still several others he needed to visit.
With more women, the number of relatives he needed to visit also increased.
Yang Feilong sometimes wished all his women lived in the same city so he wouldn't have to rush around like this every day.
"Alright!" Li Yufei didn't say much more. Although she wished her man could stay longer, she had already accepted the fact that Yang Feilong had other women. If she tried to monopolize him, his other women would surely curse her in their hearts for being ungrateful.
After all, she had fallen for such a man.