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第五卷 天云十二州 第一千二百六十二章 终成眷属

Littlemaid also felt the same way. No matter if her previous life was the legendary Asura, in this lifetime, she would always be Mo'er by Master Xuan's side.

Whispering softly, their deep feelings were evident as they clung tightly to each other, feeling warm and fulfilled.

What is love?

And what is romance?

It doesn't necessarily have to happen under the moonlight or with tender words. On the perilous path of cultivation, a single misstep could lead to eternal calamity. In that stormy world, they supported each other. Once, Mo'er's condensation core went awry; Lin Xuan risked offending the Demon Emperor for her sake, even if it meant facing eternal calamity.

In the past, Lin Xuan would often meditate with Littlemaid by his side, using her frail body to shield him from danger when powerful enemies approached. Compared to this, such trivialities seemed insignificant.

Lin Xuan said, "My dear, today is our wedding night." His tone had changed.

Mo'er's heart raced; she blushed but nodded obediently. Then, she gently stepped out of his embrace and said, "Master, wait a moment."

"Ah?"

Lin Xuan was taken aback when Mo'er stood still, spinning around like a willow branch. A dazzling red light enveloped her body as if some unknown spell had been cast.

Lin Xuan's divine sense bounced back when he tried to touch it.

"Stop peeking, Master," came the voice of the young girl from within.

Lin Xuan scratched his head, feeling embarrassed for a moment.

Soon, the red light dissipated, revealing a beautiful maiden in a magnificent wedding dress.

Mo'er was still Mo'er, but Lin Xuan's eyes sparkled with admiration. The phoenix crown and red attire made her look like a princess preparing to marry. Although the clothes were soft and luxurious, they weren't silk; they seemed to be formed by divine energy.

This wasn't strange since high-ranking cultivators could manifest magical items at will. Mo'er was far stronger than most late-stage cultivators now.

As the bride should be, Lin Xuan couldn't help but feel his fingers twitch as he prepared for their wedding night. However, good things come to those who wait. He wanted to give her a memorable experience.

"Tonight is our first time together," Lin Xuan said, taking out two delicate wine cups from his sleeve and using divine energy to create a warm atmosphere in the cave.

The divine liquid glowed like amber, more pleasing to the eye than wine.

"Master."

Mo'er's eyes sparkled, her heart already intoxicated before she even tasted it.

"Naughty girl, you still call me that? It's our wedding night now. Come on, call brother," Lin Xuan said with a smile, teasingly.

"Brother... Brother."

Her voice was barely audible as she blushed deeply.

Lin Xuan stepped closer and leaned in, their shadows merging into an intimate embrace. They drank the wine together.

With the phoenix crown and red attire removed, Lin Xuan gently picked up Mo'er and carried her to the bed.

Mo'er's eyes were closed tightly, holding onto her clothes as if she was facing a formidable opponent. For a maiden on her first night, nothing could be more important or memorable than giving herself to the one she loved.

"Brother... Brother."

Her voice whispered into his ear.

"Mmm, my dear, what is it?"

"Blow out the candles..."

"Oh."

Lin Xuan nodded but couldn't help smiling mischievously. Girls liked darkness when they were shy, and as an advanced cultivator, he could see perfectly in the dark.

He exhaled a stream of essence energy, plunging the cave into darkness.

Then, Lin Xuan cleared his throat and gently undressed Mo'er...

Love filled the air as Lin Xuan kissed his beloved wife until their souls merged. The long night was filled with two centuries of longing, and they couldn't get enough of each other.

Both being late-stage cultivators, they didn't need to worry about physical strain. By morning, Mo'er had fallen asleep peacefully in Lin Xuan's arms after a good two hours' rest.

As a cultivator, he needed little sleep; by noon, Lin Xuan opened his eyes feeling refreshed and energized.

Mo'er's lashes fluttered.

Lin Xuan smiled. Last night, she was also shy, and now that she had woken up, she still couldn't bring herself to look at him.

"Mo'er."

Lin Xuan called softly, placing a hand on her back.

"Master."

Caught in the act of pretending to sleep, Mo'er blushed deeply.

"Silly girl, why do you call me that? We agreed to call each other brother," Lin Xuan said with a playful smile.

"But... can we be more flexible?" Mo'er pleaded weakly.

"Flexible?"

Lin Xuan was taken aback.

"Yes, Master. I'm used to calling you by your title; it feels so strange to call you brother."

Mo'er stuck out her tongue, and the redness in her face diminished.

"Alright!" Lin Xuan, being a broad-minded person, didn't mind much about such trivialities as long as his intentions were clear.

"Thank you, Master," Mo'er beamed. Although they had already shared intimate moments, calling him brother was still very uncomfortable for her.

"You don't need to thank me yet; I haven't fully agreed."

"Not completely?" Mo'er asked in surprise.

"Yes." Lin Xuan grinned mischievously: "How you call me during our cultivation can be up to you, but when we practice together, you must call me brother."

"Ah?"

Mo'er was taken aback and looked distressed.

"What's wrong? Don't listen to me?" Lin Xuan asked with a raised chin.

"No, no, Master... Brother, I'll do whatever you say," Mo'er said, her face filled with distress.

For two centuries, Mo'er had always followed Lin Xuan's every command without question. Seeing him "bully" his own lady, Lin Xuan felt satisfied and continued to tease her for another hour before they finally got up.

Lin Xuan was content, having spent a long time indulging in their intimate moments.

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