There are still thirty years of the road to go, and this road is a bit long.
The Daoist temple's dilapidation has its advantages, a leisurely and uneventful life. Gao Xuan lay around for a day, then ate some dinner and continued sleeping at night.
After a few days of this, Gao Xuan got used to the slow-paced lifestyle.
The Daoist temple had only two Dao Scriptures, nothing much to read.
With nothing to do, Gao Xuan began organizing his memories. With spiritual power limited, the memories remained intact.
While having the time, he could browse through his memories as if watching a movie.
Although all the information he perceived would be recorded, never forgotten.
Revisiting his previous state at this time brought a different kind of feeling.
Especially revisiting his cloud-flipping and rain-covering with women, it was better than watching high-definition small films. With many details too.
Indeed, my life is rich. From action blockbusters to romantic literature to small films, everything is available.
Gao Xuan enjoyed living contently for a while as the weather gradually turned cold.
Winter here brings snow, with the lowest temperature likely around zero degrees.
After lounging around for a few days, Gao Xuan went up the mountain to chop a lot of firewood and stockpiled enough grain.
He even used snares to catch a few wild rabbits, skinned them, and dried them. Reserved for winter.
One morning, Gao Xuan went out and saw a thin layer of snow in the courtyard. It was really cold.
By the evening, crawling into bed, Gao Xuan was chilled to the bone. There was no heating equipment in the room, and the bed sheets were all ice-cold.
Gao Xuan practiced the Three Yang Technique, and his body gradually warmed up.
The cold wind howled outside, while it was warm under the covers. With nothing to do, Gao Xuan decided to watch a small film he starred in to relax.
At this moment, there was a noise at the window, and Gao Xuan saw a white shadow slip in.
The room was dim and without light, and Gao Xuan, being of ordinary flesh and blood, could just barely make out the slender and graceful figure, seemingly a woman.
"Don't you recognize me? I'm Hu You."
The white shadow flicked, and Hu You burrowed into Gao Xuan's bed.
Hu You was very forward, hugging Gao Xuan with a satisfied sigh, "So warm."
Even though Hu You wore clothes, being embraced so closely, he could still feel her soft body.
Almost instinctively, Gao Xuan reached over and touched a furry tail.
At this moment, cleanliness was suppressed by a stronger force.
Hu You, softened by Gao Xuan's touch, said with a flushed face, "Just a touch, don't get any ideas..." Thɪs chapter is updated by novel⟡fire.net
In the dark and enclosed setting, Hu You's words were completely provocative.
Gao Xuan didn't understand women's complicated thoughts, but in this area, he had plenty of experience.
He didn't hold back and rolled with Hu You.
Hu You verbally protested but was very cooperative in actions.
Firewood met fiery flames, blazing fiercely in the dim and cold room.
Afterward, holding Hu You's soft and smooth body, Gao Xuan felt quite good inside.
A fox spirit, this was the first time he'd encountered such a species.
Hu You's little face was even rosier now, her bright sparkling eyes gazed deeply at Gao Xuan, "Junior Daoist, do you love me?"
Gao Xuan smiled, opened his mouth but said nothing, flipping over to express through action.
After the clouds and rain, Hu You was almost melted entirely, still unwilling, she sweetly asked in Gao Xuan's ear, "Dear brother, do you love me?"
Gao Xuan didn't speak, once again expressing love with actions.
Hu You remained unsatisfied, asking again after finishing, and Gao Xuan acted again.
Repeating nine times, Hu You felt she was going to fall apart. She was unwilling to submit, refusing to believe Gao Xuan could keep going .
She lying beside Gao Xuan's ear asked again, but what responded to her was Gao Xuan's even breathing. This guy fell asleep.
Hu You tossed and turned, unable to wake Gao Xuan. She remained unwilling, hoping Gao Xuan would talk in his sleep.
Listening intently with her ears up, it wasn't long before she fell asleep too.
It was already noon when Hu You woke up. Last night was too exhausting, her small frame could hardly take it.
Hu You felt soreness all over and searching for Gao Xuan, found him right beside eating breakfast.
Hu You felt she suffered a loss, offering herself up for play yet gaining nothing.
But having given so much, she couldn't let Gao Xuan take advantage for free. She flashed a bright smile at Gao Xuan.
She refused to believe it, Gao Xuan was only seventeen, full of blood qi, how could he hold back without saying anything?
Gao Xuan also smiled at Hu You, finding this fox spirit quite interesting.
Hu You disdained Gao Xuan's meal, dressing quickly and disappearing in a flash.
Evening came, and Hu You appeared punctually. Playing out yesterday's routine again, toiling till nearly dawn, still, Hu You gained nothing.
This continued for over ten days, leaving Gao Xuan's waist a bit sore. Though youthful and vigorous, he couldn't compare with a professional fox spirit.
He felt the need for some nutrient replenishment...
Continuing , he might not live to see thirty years later.
Another noon arrived, Hu You got up, dressed, and was about to leave when Gao Xuan grabbed her.
He laid out a bowl of water on the table, writing with water, "Let's talk."
A little curious, Hu You sat across, "Talk about what?"
"Don't you want the Golden Core?"
Gao Xuan wrote, "If you get the Golden Core, can you keep your mouth shut for thirty years?"
Hu You fell silent; she really didn't dare promise that. Once transformed into human shape, talking became instinctual, hard to control.
Gao Xuan continued writing, "Wait for me thirty years, and when I achieve immortality, I'll take you with me. I can swear never to forsake you."
"You're this kind?" Having slept with Gao Xuan for more than ten days, Hu You saw that although Gao Xuan was young, he was resolute and ruthless at heart. This person was not a gentle soul.