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The lotus tent was warm, and the spring night all too short.
When golden wind met jade dew, they surpassed countless others in the human realm.
Iron Crown Immortal, always holding firm to his will like iron, yet how could he resist when Mana was suppressed by the Yin Yang Diagram and further faced with the secret medicine refined from the lustful dragon's bag? After that, everything proceeded naturally.
Thirty days later.
The Yin Yang Diagram lay upon him, having lost its suppressive power, appearing now like a two-colored silk quilt.
"I have no face to see anyone!"
Iron Crown Immortal tucked himself within the silk quilt, afraid to show his face, his lean cheeks slightly bluish—a symptom of overindulgence in the eyes of a medical sage.
"Rest assured, I've thought it through and will take responsibility for you to the end."
