Divine Secrets Pavilion, a sect that specializes in artifact forging, has excellent product quality and high performance-price ratio, and is welcomed by the majority of xiuzhe. The items produced by the Divine Secrets Pavilion were varied. Almost all daily necessities were involved. They occupied nearly 50% of the market in the continent of the Nine Provinces. Their influence was enormous. They were not under the influence of the Immortal Cultivator Guild. Of course, they were only affected by the daily necessities market. If they were to compete with the Immortal Cultivator Guild, their strength would be far inferior.

The tent that Chu Jun was using was made by the Divine Secrets Pavilion. There was an axe in a conspicuous position. Normally, the entire tent would be huddled in a small ball of space. When it was used, it would be thrown to the ground. It would immediately pop out of the tent. It was extremely convenient to use. Placing spirit crystals in a specific position could also open small defensive and soundproofing formations. It was simply a mobile fortress.

After finishing the story and coaxing Ning Yun back to sleep, he finally had time to cultivate. Chu Jun sat down cross-legged in the tent and started cultivating the Moon Frost Art. Sparks of moonlight essence were absorbed into his body through the tent from the Baihui acupoint. Just as they were about to enter a better stage, the defensive array of the tent was suddenly activated. Chu Jun was shocked and hurriedly opened the tent. Before Chu Jun could leave, a slender figure quickly entered.

"Yun'er, what happened?" Chu Jun asked in surprise.

Ning Yun hugged a pillow and looked at Chu Jun timidly. He said bashfully, "I... I want to sleep with you!"

Chu Jun's heart skipped a beat as he looked at the blushing Ning Yun and thought to himself, "Could it be that this girl is tempted and wants to recommend herself for a pillow?"

Chu Jun became a little restless and said with some difficulty, "Alright, alright?"

Ning Yun cast a shy glance at Chu Jun, put down the pillow, and then fell asleep with his back facing Chu Jun and his clothes, his hands nervously clasped together in front of his chest. Chu Jun looked at Ning Yun's burning heart. He quickly took off his coat and lay down behind Ning Yun.

Ning Yun waited for Yu Jia and the others to return to the tent to sleep with great difficulty. Only then did he summon the courage to sneak over to Chu Jun's tent. Now that the man was sleeping behind him, this daring silly elder sister was so nervous that she clenched her fist tightly and her body trembled slightly. Chu Jun couldn't help but secretly laugh. He reached out to hug her slender waist and gently pressed it against her. Ning Yun's delicate body immediately stiffened, and her large eyes in the darkness revealed a trace of panic.

Chu Jun hugged Ning Yun motionlessly just like that. He wanted to see if the little girl who dared to send the sheep into the tiger's mouth dared to push him back. After waiting for a while, Ning Yun did not see Chu Jun's next move. He secretly heaved a sigh of relief and was a little disappointed. "Could it be that he really isn't as good as Li Xiangjun's hooves? Isn't his butt bigger than mine and his chest bigger than mine?" The smelly fellow looked at the hooves and snorted, as if he was going to swallow them into his stomach.

Ning Yun couldn't help but pout as he thought. He twisted his body. Chu Jun patted her little butt lightly and said angrily, "Don't move. Sleep obediently!"

Ning Yun was embarrassed and angry. He got up and was about to leave. Chu Jun stretched out his hand and placed her on his body. He said, "Since you dared to touch her in the middle of the night, are you afraid now? Do you want to escape?"

Ning Yun couldn't help but spit. He hugged Chu Jun with a red face and provoked, "Who's afraid?"

"Are you really not afraid?" Chu Jun stretched out his leg and placed it on Ning Yun's waist