บท 589: The Celestial Battleground

The night stretched on in a symphony of moans and whispered endearments. Su Xian, her silk robes discarded, arched her back against the opulent bedsheets, her body a landscape of flushed skin and tangled limbs. Wang Jian, a master of both cultivation and carnal arts, orchestrated her pleasure with practiced ease. Each thrust, each caress, was a calculated symphony of desire, pushing Su Xian to ever-greater heights of ecstasy.

Her cries of "Jian!" echoed through the chamber, each sound a testament to his dominance. As dawn painted the horizon a delicate rose, they finally collapsed into a tangle of sweat-slicked limbs, their breathing heavy but content.

With the embers of their passion still smoldering, Wang Jian turned his focus back to the city that demanded his attention. Astral Jade City was more than just a display of power, it was a tool for recruiting exceptional talent. And now, it was time to put that tool to use.