The Sword-Burying Tower

His dantian was shattered, leaving him a cripple.

Then the lingering soul of Ji Tianyue, the Nine Yin Demon Emperor, entered his sea of consciousness.

From then on, he became the Demon Emperor's dual-cultivation furnace.

"Sis, I really can't take any more. Can I rest for a bit?" Faced with dual cultivation ten times a day, he admitted that even his mighty qilin kidneys couldn't keep up.

But after dual cultivation granted him formidable strength, Mu Chen found himself enjoying every moment of it.

"When will I get to try it with Ji Tianyue's real body? Heh heh..."

"Good little brother, after today, dual cultivation can help you repair your dantian and rapidly advance your cultivation..." Ji Tianyue gazed at him greedily, as if she meant to take him for all he was worth.

"Senior Brother, why do you always avoid me? Do you really dislike me that much?" Shi Ruoli asked, looking pitiful.

Under the ardent gazes of all these women, Mu Chen could only feel his kidneys aching...