Chapter One Hundred Sixty Eight - The Demonic Soul

Tyler opened his eyes again and stared at the sky with blank expressions on his face. What day was it? What was he doing yesterday? For a moment, he felt confused before a flush of memories entered his head.

Right, he was with his lover, who did him for three days straight. And thanks to the healing formation, he didn't feel even a trace of pain in his body. Instead, the discomfort he had felt when that demonic energy had entered his body started vanishing all of a sudden.

Right now, he felt even better than before. It was almost as if his cultivation rose rapidly that made his body overpowered with spiritual light. But what happened to that demonic energy? He closed his eyes and sensed his Dantian, which was crystal clear. Even a flood of warm spiritual power was wandering inside him.

Was it all due to such an intense dual cultivation technique?

A trace of blush reached his cheeks.

Just then, someone's fingers stroked his face. "You look happy."