Chapter 111 Sage Time

“The price of this item allows one to enter sage time, not just the brief moment after climax."

Based on his experience using the Ghost Mirror in the Slaughter instance, Zhang Yuanqing explained, "It can make the holder more wise, less concerned with fame and fortune, possess a strong will to resist various desires, and have enough wisdom to perceive the essence of desire on a philosophical level."

In short, it's an enhanced version of lying flat.

Guan Ya happily held the Ghost Mirror, her bright eyes quickly turning. Suddenly, she frowned and asked, "How long does the item's effect last?"

"In theory, as long as the illusion doesn't break, you'll keep holding it, and the sage's time will continue indefinitely. Besides, even if the effect wears off, I have ways to suppress the cost of the set." After Zhang Yuanqing finished speaking, he urged, "Hurry up and use it. You smell awful. Don't you want to take a shower first?"

Hearing this, Guan Ya didn't hesitate. She immediately activated the illusion in her hand.

She created an illusion identical to her 130-square-meter apartment. The illusory and the real overlapped, without affecting people's normal activities in the room.

After the illusion was generated, Guan Ya's expression became indifferent. The charm of the mature woman faded, replaced by the peace of a nun.

She spoke in a calm and unhurried tone, "Not bad. I feel like I have enough wisdom and willpower to resist desires."

With that, she took off the rattan armor, leg guards, and arm supports, returning them to Yuan Shi Tianzun.

As soon as the set left her body, two blushes quickly rose on Guan Ya's charming face, and her eyes became more enchanting.

Her body immediately became hot, and her limbs felt weak.

This feeling was only slightly stronger than watching a dirty video. Guan Ya pondered, feeling she could endure it.

Desire would not decrease, but the sage effect of the Ghost Mirror allowed her to suppress the surging lust within her with willpower.

"You sit here for a while. I'm going to take a shower. If something comes up, you can leave first."

Guan Ya got up and walked towards the bedroom.

She hadn't showered in three days. She had rolled around in the primeval forest, slept on the ground in the ruined city, and fought fiercely in the city park. Her body definitely had a smell.

Although the mindset of a great sage allowed her to face the dirt on her body calmly, it didn't conflict with wanting to take a shower.

Zhang Yuanqing lazily surrendered the weight of his body to the sofa, watching Guan Ya enter the master bedroom. He suddenly felt nervous. The cost of the Ghost Mirror could only last for two hours.

His words earlier were a lie to Guan Ya, taking advantage of the fact that she hadn't used this item before.

Two hours later, Guan Ya would moan softly and fall limply onto the bed, ready for him to do as he pleased.

Giving the Ghost Mirror was both to eliminate Guan Ya's vigilance and to shorten the duration of the price.

Guan Ya had worn the set for at least 60 hours. Based on the cost of five minutes of lust for every hour worn, she would be burning with desire for a full five hours.

*He felt that even with a stamina-enhancing spray, he wouldn't be able to hold on.*

Zhang Yuanqing's nervousness stemmed from being single for 21 years, with rich theoretical experience but zero practical experience.

He wasn't a stud like Demon Lord or a playboy like Ling Jun. He hadn't even kissed a girl. Nervousness was inevitable.

*He had to do foreplay and couldn't jump straight into it,* he muttered to himself, like a young monk learning to chant.

Waiting and waiting, more than ten minutes passed in the blink of an eye, but Guan Ya still hadn't come out.

Zhang Yuanqing thought to himself that women's showers were really annoying. Auntie's showers also took at least twenty minutes. If she didn't come out soon, he'd have finished reviewing his high school knowledge...

He lay on the soft but resilient high-end sofa. Gradually, the remaining fatigue in his body surged, and drowsiness struck. He fell asleep without realizing it.

He didn't know how long had passed when he was woken up by Guan Ya.

"Didn't you sleep for a whole day and night in the instance? Are you that sleepy?" The mixed-race mature woman, her cheeks flushed and as delicate as a flower, said unhappily.

She was wearing a long women's white shirt that covered the roots of her thighs, and a pair of silk shorts that weren't longer than the hem of the shirt, probably pajama bottoms.

Skilled in combat, her figure was extremely perfect. Apart from her breasts, there was no excess body fat on her body. Her thighs were round and white, with smooth lines.

Her white, long legs were comparable to works of art.

"Not enough sleep!" Zhang Yuanqing said, while scrutinizing Guan Ya, "How long did I sleep?"

"About an hour and a half," Guan Ya's delicate eyebrows furrowed slightly.

She discerned the words "ill intentions" from Yuan Shi's gaze just now.

However, Guan Ya didn't take it to heart. She knew that this kid had impure thoughts about her, and she also knew that her getup was very charming.

It was inevitable that Yuan Shi would have lewd thoughts. "I cooked noodles. Let's eat something together."

Guan Ya said, heading toward the black crystal long table across from the kitchen.

Zhang Yuanqing sat up and looked over. On the black crystal dining table reflecting the lights were two bowls of noodles, topped with fried eggs and sprinkled with scallions.

The noodles weren't very tasty, but they were edible. It was evident that this kind of young lady rarely cooked on weekdays and usually had three meals a day at high-end restaurants.

A pendant lamp hung over the dining table, and beneath the lamp sat a mixed-race mature woman with delicate features.

Nothing was more delightful than this.

Zhang Yuanqing ate the noodles in a leisurely manner, occasionally glancing at his phone, waiting for the cost of the Ghost Mirror to end.

The time was about 8:30 in the morning, exactly two hours.

Almost at the same time, Guan Ya, who was eating noodles in small bites across the table, suddenly moaned softly, and the chopsticks in her hand clattered onto the table.

She leaned forward abruptly, half-lying on the table, her right hand pressing on her lower abdomen.

"Yuan, Yuan Shi... the sage state disappeared... You lied to me?!"

As she spoke these words, Guan Ya's eyes were charming, and her cheeks were burning hot, her thighs rubbing gently uncontrollably.

Within her body, lust was raging like a storm.

As a Saint, she forcibly suppressed the sudden desire with her own willpower.

Zhang Yuanqing had been waiting for this moment. He went around the table and approached her, "Sister Guan Ya, I'll help you back to the room to rest."

"No, don't touch me..."

Guan Ya instinctively reached out to push him away. When her hand touched Zhang Yuanqing's arm, her delicate body trembled suddenly, and her breathing became rapid.

Zhang Yuanqing took the opportunity to bend down, his arms passing under Guan Ya's legs, lifting her horizontally. A soft "mmm" escaped Guan Ya's lips.

His arms felt the touch of the skin on her thighs, cool, smooth, and tender as condensed fat.

He carried Guan Ya, walked through the living room, and entered the master bedroom.

The master bedroom's decoration was completely different from the living room. The dressing table next to the TV was filled with bottles and jars commonly used by women, but the light gray and pink bed and the constellation dolls covering the soft bed revealed a girl's romance.

Zhang Yuanqing released his hands, and the plump and sexy beauty fell onto the soft mattress, bouncing gently a few times.

With the bouncing, the hem of the shirt lifted up, revealing her tight and flat abdomen, her cute belly button, and two sexy mermaid lines extending into her pajama shorts.

"Huff, huff~"

Guan Ya panted, her cheeks flushed. Zhang Yuanqing's breathing also became rapid, and hormones were rapidly secreted.

This was the first time he had been in such a fragrant and ambiguous atmosphere with a girl he liked.

"Guan, Sister Guan Ya, I'm coming..."

Zhang Yuanqing swallowed.

Guan Ya just looked at him with enchanting eyes, her gaze hazy, like a beautiful woman drunk on wine.

Zhang Yuanqing quickly took off his short sleeves and pants, wearing only a pair of briefs, pressing down on her hot and plump body. Guan Ya took the initiative to wrap her slender arms around his neck,

Her long legs wrapped around his waist, and she raised her head, actively offering her fragrant lips, kissing his face, lips, and chin.

Zhang Yuanqing's mind buzzed, his whole body burning. He responded fiercely, feeling her lips were moist and soft, her breath like orchids.

Zhang Yuanqing placed one hand on the outside of Guan Ya's thigh, caressing it, and the other hand around her slender waist, caressing it. The hand caressing her outer thigh moved slowly upward, along the curve of her waist, and then further up...

Guan Ya groaned softly, her voice soft and enchanting, but her consciousness suddenly cleared, and her hazy eyes regained some clarity.

She once again used great willpower to suppress the lust surging within her, her hands pushing weakly on Zhang Yuanqing's chest, trembling, "Yuan Shi, no..."

Her hands were pushing weakly, but her legs were wrapped even tighter, as if wanting to squeeze him into her body.

Just like Guan Ya's contradictory heart at this moment.

At this time, Zhang Yuanqing couldn't hear anything. He lowered his head, kissing her face, her lips, her crystal earlobes, panting, "Sister Guan Ya, be my girlfriend, the Fu family won't object."

He wanted to say goodbye to being single.

"No, Yuan Shi, please, don't do this..." This time, her voice carried a bit of a sob, not knowing whether she was begging him or begging her own will.

Ling Jun was right, this woman's skills were all in her words. When it came to the critical moment of getting down to business, she was more of a coward than anyone else.

There was no demeanor of a mature woman at all.

Ling Jun also said that Guan Ya came from a wealthy family and was of excellent quality, but remained single, which was enough to show that she was a very twisted woman.

On the one hand, she was afraid of the marriage arrangements made for her by her family, and didn't dare to fall in love casually, afraid of being beaten and ending sadly.

On the other hand, she strongly resisted arranged marriages, which meant that she had a dream of a prince charming in her heart, yearning for a sincere and pure love.

So this kind of woman was the hardest to pursue. Even with a man she had a good impression of, she would maintain a relationship that was neither too close nor too distant, yearning for closeness but also afraid of the relationship really developing into love.

At this time, special means were needed to catalyze the relationship, such as turning the raw rice into cooked rice.

Zhang Yuanqing placed both hands on either side of Guan Ya, pressing her tightly, feeling the softness and elasticity of the ketone body beneath him, warm and plump. His waist sank, pressing against Guan Ya, grinding gently, and said, "Sister Guan Ya, really don't want to?"

Guan Ya shivered, her fair skin dyed with a layer of intoxicating blush. The clarity in her eyes quickly faded, and lust reoccupied the high ground.

Just as Guan Ya closed her eyes in resignation, she felt her body lighten, and the boy pressing on her left.

She opened her eyes blankly.

In addition to turning raw rice into cooked rice, Ling Jun also gave Zhang Yuanqing a plan—stop just before the point.

Guan Ya was an independent girl with a distinct personality and a yearning for a beautiful love. Her view of love was to gradually blend and see each other frankly in a series of beautiful dates and romances.

Therefore, having a semi-forced relationship didn't conform to her view of love, although she would definitely choose to accept the reality in the end.

But there would always be a thorn in her heart.

But if he stopped just before the point, it would not only allow the relationship between the two to leap forward, from ambiguity to having the qualifications for love (after all, they already had physical contact that only lovers have), but also not violate her view of love. Maybe when she thought about it afterward, she would feel it was a flirtation full of reverie.

The only thing that needed to be sacrificed was his terrible experience of loading the gun but not firing it.

Therefore, the choice between "turning raw rice into cooked rice" and "stopping just before the point" depended on whether he followed his own desires or respected Guan Ya.

Zhang Yuanqing chose the latter.

He really liked Guan Ya, and didn't treat her as a one-night stand.

"You..."

Guan Ya murmured, feeling a sigh of relief in her heart, but also full of reluctance.

Zhang Yuanqing said while putting on his short sleeves and pants, "Endure it for a while. I still have a way to resolve your desire."

At this moment, Guan Ya's heart seemed to be touched by something, and a soft seed quietly grew and sprouted, and then was swallowed by the fierce lust, trembling, "I, I'm afraid I can't help it..."

She rubbed her legs hard, breathing heavily.

Zhang Yuanqing said unhappily, "Endure it even if you can't help it. My head is about to explode, but I'm enduring it. What can't you endure? You just want to be in love but are afraid of getting screwed, so endure it for me even if you can't help it."

*The future is long, and anyway, the effect has been achieved. Today's strategy was very successful.* He strode out of the master bedroom, returned to the living room, and called Bunny Girl, entrusting her to bring Blood Rose over.

A dozen minutes later, just as Guan Ya was experiencing "spring tides with rain coming late and hurried, wild crossing with no boat and self-horizontal," Bunny Girl, wearing a thin windbreaker, arrived with Blood Rose, who had sharp eyes and lacked intelligence.

"Thank you!" He watched Bunny Girl leave, closed the anti-theft door, and returned to the master bedroom with Blood Rose.

At this time, Guan Ya had lost all reason, staring blankly at the ceiling, lying on the bed, sprawling, her spring light leaking, her spring tide surging.

Zhang Yuanqing took out the Perfect Human Skin from his inventory and threw it to Blood Rose. The thin membrane covered the Yin corpse's body, wriggling along her appearance. Soon, Blood Rose turned into Guan Ya's appearance.

This was Zhang Yuanqing's method.

The Perfect Human Skin could bear the target's karma. Lust, like hatred, belonged to karma.

Blood Rose wasn't a living person, but a corpse. Corpses wouldn't have "desires." Even if lust was added, there wouldn't be the slightest reaction.

Sure enough, as soon as Blood Rose turned into Guan Ya, the real Guan Ya's thoughts quickly cleared, and the surging lust receded.

And Zhang Yuanqing developed a strong desire to reproduce with the Guan Ya that Blood Rose had transformed into. His head started to ache again.

He lost interest in the real Guan Ya lying on the bed panting.

The karma had been transferred.

"Sister Guan Ya, the duration of this item is one hour, and the cooldown time is also one hour. I'll come back in an hour. You should rest well." Zhang Yuanqing was afraid of doing something to the Yin corpse, so he left the master bedroom directly and returned to the living room.

The Ghost Mirror suppressed Guan Ya's lust for two hours. For the remaining three hours, Blood Rose bore one hour of lust torment for her. An hour later, when the human skin was taken off, Guan Ya fell into a state of burning desire again.

The cooldown time of the human skin was the same as the wearing time, so Guan Ya needed to endure this one hour herself.

During this time, Zhang Yuanqing used many methods such as knocking her unconscious, binding her, and possessing her to suppress her lust.

Every time he knocked Guan Ya unconscious, she would wake up from a wet dream in less than ten minutes. The binding effect was even worse. She would self-harm and scream "I want~." On the contrary, the possession effect was the best.

When an hour was over, Zhang Yuanqing threw out the Perfect Human Skin with a sigh of relief and covered it on Blood Rose's body. Guan Ya then collapsed on the bed, drenched in sweat, her pajama shorts wet over and over again.

*It felt like accompanying a drug-addicted girl to detox.* Zhang Yuanqing glanced at Guan Ya's pajama shorts, thinking, *This sister has completely lost face, but we've also deepened our bond.*

*A woman always feels different about a man who has witnessed her flood.* No Trace Hotel.

Kou Beiyue sat bored at the front desk, the hotel door locked.

After returning to reality, he went downstairs excitedly to find Xiao Yuan, wanting to tell her the good news that he had been promoted to Saint and ranked fourth on the leaderboard.

Like a child who scored a hundred points on a test, he eagerly wanted to get his mother's praise, but his mother wasn't there.

*Xiao Yuan, this woman, doesn't have me in her eyes at all. Doesn't she know that I'm returning today? Since meeting Yuan Shi Tianzun, she's changed...*

Kou Beiyue sat at the front desk like a golden horse, thinking resentfully.

At this moment, he saw a white car driving over and parking in front of the hotel. Kou Beiyue recognized that it was Xiao Yuan's car at a glance. His eyes lit up, and a happy expression appeared on his face, but he immediately restrained it, putting on a serious face.

The car door opened, and Xiao Yuan, wearing light-colored jeans and a dark T-shirt, got out of the car. She walked towards the hotel, taking out the key from the red women's bag hanging on her shoulder.

Her features were bright and bold, and her temperament was cold and restrained, like a powerful female president in a shopping mall, or the head mistress of an ancient wealthy family. It was hard to imagine that she was just a receptionist at a small hotel.

With the soft sound of the U-shaped lock popping open, Xiao Yuan pushed open the hotel door and saw Kou Beiyue sitting on her seat like a golden horse.

"Returned?"

Kou Beiyue looked at the sky at a 45-degree angle, ignoring her.

Xiao Yuan glanced at him, and walked lightly behind the front desk, putting her bag in the cabinet, taking off her women's sandals, and putting on stilettos.

Kou Beiyue couldn't help but get angry, "You're not happy at all." "I'm happy."

"Is this what happiness looks like?" Kou Beiyue was even angrier.

"No one would be surprised by something that was already expected," Xiao Yuan lifted Kou Beiyue from the chair, "Get up!"

She opened the drawer, took out her makeup box, makeup mirror, and began to draw her eyebrows and eyeliner.

As a result, her already bright features became more delicate and beautiful.

"Where did you go?" Kou Beiyue questioned.

"Uncle Zhang encountered some trouble, so I just went to see him," Xiao Yuan stared at her face in the mirror, putting on makeup by herself, "He was injured by people from the Five Elements Alliance. It's not a big problem."

Uncle Zhang was one of their companions, following Master Wuhen to cultivate, trying to redeem his evil profession.

Kou Beiyue raised his chin, "In the future, just leave this kind of thing to me. I'm already a Saint."

Xiao Yuan drew her eyebrows lightly, and said lightly, "What's your ranking on the leaderboard? You're talking so big." Kou Beiyue had been waiting for her to say this. He raised his chin even higher, "Fourth!"

*Point Guard is Here*

Xiao Yuan paused, "Oh," and continued to paint.

"I'm not lying to you," Kou Beiyue frowned.

"I know," Xiao Yuan said lightly, "It's just ambushing in the evil camp as an undercover agent. At a critical moment, with the cooperation of Yuan Shi Tianzun, you killed some evil professionals."

Kou Beiyue was speechless. Although there were deviations from the facts, the core was about the same.

Xiao Yuan, who was drawing her eyebrows, pursed her thin lips and asked in a not-so-caring tone, "Yuan Shi Tianzun is the top of the leaderboard, right? What's his total score?"

Kou Beiyue waved his hands repeatedly, "Not much, just a little higher than me."

"How much!" Xiao Yuan emphasized. "1328 points."

Xiao Yuan's pen stroke crooked, and the eyebrow pencil slid along the corner of her eye into her temples, drawing a deep line.

She turned her head suddenly, staring at Kou Beiyue for a few seconds, then propped herself up from the table, and walked into the depths of the hotel in high heels.

"Hey, what are you doing? You put on makeup? Your eyebrows are crooked," Kou Beiyue shouted at her back.

"I'm going to see Master Wuhen," Xiao Yuan said, swaying her slender waist, and walked into the elevator.

Kou Beiyue was extremely jealous.

"Sister Guan Ya, are you okay? Are your legs still weak?" Zhang Yuanqing stood at the door of the master bedroom and shouted inside.

He was kicked out by Guan Ya, with the surface reason: cleaning the house and taking a shower.

The real reason: embarrassment, no face to see anyone.

"I'm fine, you should go back first. I want to rest," Guan Ya's voice came from the bedroom, a little muffled, as if she had buried her head in the quilt.

"It's lunchtime now. Let's have lunch together."

"No!"

"If you don't want to eat, come out and have a glass of water. You should replenish your water."

"Get out! You brat, get out!" Guan Ya exploded inside.

"Remember to change your panties and sheets."

"Zhang Yuanqing!!!"

Guan Ya called his name for the first time.

The old driver was angry and embarrassed. Zhang Yuanqing pondered for a while, thinking that today was really not suitable for getting along anymore. He needed to give her some time to calm down, so he left Tianchen Apartment with Blood Rose. 12 noon.

The official forums of the Five Elements Alliance and Taiyi Sect simultaneously released an announcement:

#Transcendent Slaughter Instance, Evil Camp Annihilated, Yuan Shi Tianzun's Score Breaks Historical Record#