"It feels okay, but I couldn't break through to become a cultivator. It seems the effect of the essence isn't significant."
Cheng Qiyue sighed helplessly, calculating in her heart that she might have to truly have a relationship with Yang Cheng.
But it's just a moment of pleasure, nothing really to resist. As long as she can become a cultivator, everything is worth it.
"Linger, I'm a bit tired. I'll go back to my room to rest first."
Cheng Qiyue spoke softly, then stood up and returned to her room.
Ling Er watched her somewhat lonely back, thinking about finding a chance to get Yang Cheng's essence, determined to help her master become a cultivator as soon as possible.
At this moment, Wenyu Cosmetics Factory.
The construction of the new factory was progressing rapidly. It had greatly changed in just a few days since Yang Cheng last visited.
