[Wuxia] Chasing After the Beauties of Jin Yong's Novels (Tianlong Fengliu) (Complete) - 7

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In Chapter 40 of the first part of the Fallen Heavenly Dragon World,

Wu Long frankly admitted that the mother and daughter were cultivating together. He grasped the two full, soft breasts and gently kneaded them. Mu Wanqing woke up from her dream, breathing softly, but her eyes were tightly closed, not daring to look at him. There were still faint tears on her curved eyelashes. After the previous tenderness and uncontrollable frenzy, she still hadn't recovered from that dreamlike experience. She seemed somewhat infatuated, somewhat disbelieving, and had an indescribable feeling.

Wu Long lovingly stroked her pretty face, gently wiping away the tears. The beauty could no longer pretend to be asleep. She scolded him and tried to turn over to avoid him. But the pain in her lower body made her lie there helplessly. And just now, it seemed that she had touched something hard again. Her already flushed face became even more flushed. She let out a soft moan, suppressing the trembling of her body, and lay there motionless. Wu Long smiled, gently stroking her hair, and whispered,

"Qing'er, can I tell you something?"

Mu Wanqing opened her eyes, looked at him, and couldn't help but reach out to touch his chest, feeling its firmness. She shyly avoided his burning gaze and nodded almost imperceptibly. Wu Long gently lifted her chin and kissed her delicate lips deeply, pulling away after a long while. He smiled and said, "I hope you won't blame me after hearing this!"

Then Wu Long recounted his experiences after saying goodbye to Duan Shan, fabricating the identity of a mountain hunter. He then told her everything without reservation, including obtaining the Northern Darkness Divine Skill in the valley, meeting Duan Yu, rescuing Zhong Ling, rescuing Gan Baobao… and so

on. Then he said to Mu Wanqing, "Qing'er, I love you, I really love you! But I also love Hongmian, and I said I would take responsibility for Hongmian. What do you think we should do?" Mu

Wanqing was completely stunned, her delicate face filled with bewilderment. Although she was bold and could accept that Wu Long had many women as long as he was always good to her, she was still very hesitant after hearing Wu Long's words. This was a matter of love! Wu Long naturally saw her concerns and said softly,

"Good Qing'er, don't worry about those so-called Confucian doctrines. I have no blood relation with you, so there's no such thing as love. Besides, in this world, there are countless cases of mothers and daughters sharing the same wife. Even Li Shimin didn't spare his own sister-in-law and mother. Didn't Li Longji also take his own daughter-in-law Yang Yuhuan? No one has ever criticized them. Why should we worry about so much?

Moreover, your mother has actually suffered a lot these past few years! You've seen the changes in your mother, and I think you wouldn't want her to continue suffering, would you?"

Mu Wanqing opened her mouth. This time, she had indeed seen the changes in her mother. These past two days, her mother's face had been adorned with a happy smile, something she had never seen before! Seeing her hesitation, Wu Long immediately said,

"Do you want to separate from me? Or do you want me to be a heartless person, breaking my vow with Hongmian?"

Mu Wanqing bit her lower lip, tears welling up in her bright eyes! She really didn't want to leave Wu Long, nor did she want her mother to be sad. Although she still had a lot of resistance in her heart, she finally nodded. Then she pondered for a long time, her delicate eyebrows twitching, lost in thought. After a long while, she suddenly looked up and stared directly at Wu Long, asking,

"Tianlang, do you really like Zhong Ling and Gan Baobao?"

Wu Long smiled, "What do you think?"

Mu Wanqing said softly, "I know, you definitely do, because I understand the look in your eyes when you talk about her."

Wu Long sighed, "Yes, I miss her very much. Will you blame me?"

"Blame you? Of course! Who told me to get involved with a lecherous man like you?" Mu Wanqing secretly shed tears.

"Wan'er, my dear Wan'er, I'm sorry, but I swear, my feelings for you are genuine. Or should I rip my heart out and show it to you?"

"No need, I...I believe you. It's just...it's just..." Mu Wanqing's gaze fell on that proud man, and her voice suddenly dropped, almost inaudible.

Wu Long was puzzled and asked, "Just what, Wan'er? What do you want? Just say it. As long as it's within my power, I'll go through fire and water for you."

Mu Wanqing's head drooped even lower. She asked in a voice barely above a whisper, "You...do you...still want more!"

Wu Long heard her clearly and his heart skipped a beat; he instantly understood Mu Wanqing's thoughts. He tenderly cupped Mu Wanqing's face, gazing at her with deep affection, and said resolutely, "No, Wan'er, it's your first time, I'm afraid you can't handle it. It's alright, I'll bear it."

Mu Wanqing met his gaze, then suddenly reached out and grasped his erection, also resolutely saying, "It's alright, I, I can bear it."

Wu Long felt a surge of satisfaction. Looking at Mu Wanqing's expression, he sighed and said, "My wife has given the order, how dare I disobey!" With that, he gently laid Mu Wanqing down and softly knelt down beside her.

"Mmm... ah..." Mu Wanqing cried out softly.

"Wan'er, does it hurt a lot? Why don't we just stop? I can bear it. There's always tomorrow." As he spoke, Wu Long's tone became slightly expectant, a little strange, uh, a little lewd.

Mu Wanqing insisted, "No, I, I can bear it."

In the end, Wu Long couldn't overcome his desire and gently kissed her.

"Yes, Wu Lang, cherish Wan Qing. At least on this first night of my life, you belong only to me."

Looking at the stubborn and even fiery Mu Wan Qing, so tender and affectionate, Wu Long felt a pure love beside this young woman who had just come of age. He felt a union of love and love, a fusion of souls, unlike his encounter with Ye Erniang, which was merely a combination of temptation and desire. He felt a completely different emotion now.

He kissed her cherry lips, her jade-like chin, and traced her swan-like neck down her neck, savoring her fragrance. Her high breasts swayed under his caresses, the soft, white flesh radiating a sweet fragrance. Her undergarments were removed, revealing her smooth, rosy, full breasts, like two exquisite jewels hanging atop her delicate bosom.

A soft moan escaped her lips, a gentle spring breeze stirring within. The love song began to play, sweet and melodious, undeniably alluring. Her long, flowing black hair, smooth and graceful, revealed her delicate beauty, shimmering in the sunlight. A pair of exquisite jade ears, nestled beside her black hair, sparkled and translucent. Her fair face was truly captivating, flawless and delicate, her snow-white skin as pure and lovely as flawless ice jade.

Her plump, red lips were so alluring, they inspired an immediate desire to taste them. Her small nose twitched with her cherry-like lips, utterly adorable. It was a pity, however, that her eyes were hidden by long eyelashes, preventing Wu Long from seeing the yearning in her gaze. She stood naked before Wu Long, bathed in the warm, soft candlelight. Wu Long realized that there was a kind of beauty in this world that was unparalleled. At this moment, she no longer seemed to be the stubborn yet ruthless swordswoman, but rather transformed into the beautiful fairy descended to earth from the depths of Wu Long's heart. Possessing her ignited in Wu Long a powerful desire for the first time, a desire to conquer her fiercely.

Mu Wanqing quietly opened her beautiful eyes, the moist, spring-like radiance emanating from them not escaping Wu Long's notice. Wu Long sensed the subtle change within her, but remained silent, burying his head in his conquest, his gaze roaming over her delicate skin. The desire she had ignited within him surged, driving a strange, uncontrollable frenzy.

Mu Wanqing felt unbearably shy staring at him like this, even with her strong personality. Just as she was about to turn her head away, Wu Long suddenly embraced her, holding the delicate figure that had appeared many times in his beautiful dreams over the past few days. His lips were already on her alluring lips, and a sweet feeling surged into her heart. Although she liked it very much, the girl's instincts made her hands unconsciously resist. But how could that push, which seemed like a reluctant acceptance, escape Wu Long's strong embrace? The struggle only caused a tingling friction at the point of contact between them, like an electric current, making the beauty's whole body go limp and her consciousness hazy. Finally, Wu Long, this big lecher, led her into an abyss of heightened lust.

Wu Long had never known that a woman could be aroused by a single kiss. The moment his tongue entered her mouth, she forgot everything. Her soft, warm body clung tighter to him, her previously resistant arms now resting on his neck, slowly accepting his caresses. Wu Long's hands had already reached her plump, firm buttocks, gently stroking them. The smooth, elastic feel of her breasts pressed tightly against his chest, igniting his burning desire. He could no longer suppress it; her full, fiery body had become food for him. Her wanton nature was finally unleashed, and the lewd energy within her began to circulate, fueling her boundless desire. Wu Long began another sensual journey of passionate lovemaking. Mu

Wanqing, at this moment, could no longer discern where she was. The tide of passion was like a joyful melody, leading her to a tranquil harbor of happiness in her life. Years of hardship had made her yearn for this warm tenderness. Even if the lecherous man was a villain, she had already relinquished all thought, letting Wu Long do as he pleased. Wu Long sought lust on her exquisite body. The invisible spring-like aura emanating from her was like an aphrodisiac floating in the air, causing Wu Long to watch as the beautiful slave girl before him gradually transformed into a restless figure, her snow-white skin radiating a sacred and alluring glow under the morning sun. Wu Long gently touched it, and the mere sensation was enough to drive him wild.

"Ah—ah, um—I want—"

The heat within her finally ignited an irresistible primal desire in Mu Wanqing, and a slow, passionate moan slowly emerged.

"My beautiful wife, if you want it, call me husband loudly."

This chivalrous woman, who dared to love and hate, became Wu Long's everything at this moment, completely belonging to him alone. Wu Long's lips began their wanton ravages again, tracing down her snow-white, jade-like swan neck, past her high, erect breasts, his hands caressing the trembling soft flesh, his tongue teasing the two unusually bright red and lustrous pearls. He hadn't expected that someone with such a saintly face would possess such a devilish figure.

Those full, firm breasts made Wu Long relentlessly squeeze, grab, knead, and press them with his hands, a tingling sensation surging like a tidal wave, making Mu Wanqing's entire body flush, her skin as white and rosy as a newborn baby's. He truly wondered how she maintained her skin; despite such arduous martial arts training, her skin was so smooth and fair.

Passing her slender, graceful waist, Wu Long's lips slid into the flat, mysterious place, a thick tuft of dark hair spreading out at the edge of the plain, exceptionally alluring, lingering there for a long time, stirring up waves that slowly spread downwards. Wu Long parted the soft, dense thicket with his tongue, finding that rare pearl, and engaged in an intimate conversation with it. A rich nectar, like the essence of life, seeped from the rosy bud below, nourishing all things in this fragrant paradise. Wu Long was captivated. Compared to his many wives, this was the true sanctuary, more tender and alluringly fragrant. Even the pearl was pink and lustrous, radiating boundless allure. The young woman's secret place was being violated, and her jade-like legs tensed desperately, hoping to alleviate the burning desire within her. Unfortunately, wherever Wu Long's lips and tongue touched, the fire ignited, spreading like wildfire.

"Husband—I want it, I want it—give it to me—"

Finally unable to resist the tantalizing pleasure, Mu Wanqing lost herself in her senses, calling out a yearning cry in undulating tones. Wu Long knew that the wonderful moment had finally arrived. The fiery clone finally broke free of its restraints and slowly approached the beautiful Mu Wanqing's water source flower room, which looked incredibly tight. The warm, damp air carried a series of writhing movements, arousing an impatient desire to taste it within Wu Long's body. The fiery desire had already reached the crimson line.

The fragrant grasses were lush and the stream flowed shallowly. Wu Long had already explored the source of the dragon's blood, opening his mouth to lick the saliva. His hot, hard member surged in, and her jade legs were spread wide, revealing her peach blossom paradise. With another thrust from Wu Long, a thin membrane of flesh was pierced by his heat. With a cry of pain from the little woman, Wu Long had entered to the very root, reaching the very end of her paradise, the heart of her flower nectar. Two bright red finger marks were left on her back.

The road was clear, allowing Wu Long to ride freely, galloping like a horse. "Plop, plop—"

As he forcefully penetrated that thin layer of soft flesh, only a slight, slightly uncomfortable moan was heard. Her body clung to Wu Long like an octopus, endlessly demanding from him. Wu Long's already hot, hard member explored the secrets of that secluded, fragrant orifice, shuttling back and forth busily, step by step leading the woman beneath him into a wonderful dreamlike illusion.

In the midst of Wu Long's relentless conquest, the woman beneath him wore a wanton expression of lust, her moans of "Ah—ah—um—" captivating his heart. Her already exquisitely beautiful face, coupled with her seven-sectioned, exquisite instrument, made her a rare and precious treasure.

Of course, Wu Long's other women must be excluded, but to truly compare them, it's hard to say. Look at their beauty: Gan Baobao is mature and charming, naturally alluring; Zhong Ling is delicate and seductive; Hong Mian is fierce and chaste, daring to love and die. Giving up any of them would be the most difficult thing for Wu Long. Besides loving them, Wu Long also has a strong, domineering possessiveness towards them—this is Wu Long's principle.

It was unclear how long Mu Wanqing had been captive by Wu Long, but her proud body had already endured eight peaks of passion, the ebb and flow of life, the blooming and withering of flowers. Finally, Wu Long ceased his assault, suppressing his remaining desires within every cell, preventing them from flowing through his body. Finally, as Mu Wanqing, nearing unconsciousness, experienced her ninth bout of ecstasy, Wu Long released his essence, sending the fiery seeds of life within him into her alluring body, simultaneously re-establishing a unique yin-yang connection. True energy formed a continuous cycle within their bodies, constantly improving their physical condition. The flow of true energy prolonged the pleasure of their orgasm, allowing both to truly achieve a state of unity between spirit and desire.

As the waning moon hung in the sky, disappearing behind the treetops, Wu Long and Mu Wanqing's sensual lovemaking finally came to a close. Wu Long, his body and mind utterly satisfied, gently caressed the beautiful woman's buttocks, savoring their smooth, soft elasticity—truly a masterpiece. Seeing the unprecedented happiness on her face, Wu Long felt a surge of tenderness. No matter how hard the past had been, it was all in the past now. The future presented to her would be Wu Long's deepest care and love. He would cherish Mu Wanqing, and every woman in his life.

The birdsong outside the window woke Wu Long from his slumber; it was already noon. Just as he was wondering what was happening, Qin Hongmian brought in a bowl of soup. She looked at Wu Long charmingly and said softly with a smile, "You're awake. Here's some soup, drink it first. Wan'er overdid it yesterday and is still lying down. You..."

She finished speaking, her face flushing red, and she lowered her head shyly with a smile, looking just like a newlywed bride. Wu Long's heart fluttered.

"I'm not hungry... I..."

Wu Long moved closer to her, reaching out to pull her into his arms. Her full breasts pressed against his chest, and his manhood began to swell again. “You were too tired last night. You don’t even know how to take care of yourself. Sit down and drink your soup. I have something to tell you.”

Qin Hongmian finished speaking, gently squeezing Wu Long’s swollen member with one hand. With the other, she gently pushed Wu Long away, his face flushing even redder. He lowered his head, giggling incessantly. Qin Hongmian pushed Wu Long to sit down, placed the soup in front of him, and sat down next to him. Wu Long saw it was a bowl of longan and fried eggs with meat chunks and sesame oil soup, so he turned his head and asked, “Hongmian, this…”

Before Wu Long could finish speaking, Qin Hongmian lowered her head, nestled against his arm, and gently pinched his thigh. Her face flushed even more, and she giggled sweetly, saying, "Silly boy, don't ask, just drink it quickly." She clung to Wu Long like a piece of candy, her expression making him want to immediately pull her into his arms to quell his lust. In

Chapter 41 of the first part of *The Fallen Heavenly Dragon World*, "Sisters Sleeping Together

," Wu Long couldn't resist lifting her face and kissing her passionately. She leaned back in Wu Long's arm, letting his lips kiss her face. Finally, when Wu Long kissed her lips, she hugged him tightly, responding passionately. After a long, ardent kiss, Wu Long's desire was rekindled; his throbbing member began to swell and pulsate restlessly against Qin Hongmian's back. Qin Hongmian blushed and quickly pushed Wu Long away, saying,

"Stop fooling around! One night with us isn't enough?"

Wu Long chuckled,

"Who told you sisters to be so beautiful? One night wouldn't be enough, not even ten lifetimes."

Qin Hongmian felt a sweet warmth in her heart, but was somewhat taken aback, saying, "Sisters?!"

Wu Long smiled,

"You don't resemble Wanqing's mother at all; you two look like twin flowers."

"What are you saying!" Qin Hongmian, hearing Wu Long's flattery, didn't know what to say.

After being caressed by Wu Long, Qin Hongmian was breathtakingly beautiful, her fair face and thin, cherry-red lips strikingly beautiful. Wu Long walked behind her, placed his hands on Qin Hongmian's shoulders, and whispered gently in her ear, "Hongmian, you are truly captivating."

Qin Hongmian blushed, lowered her head, and shook her head:

"I am Wanqing's mother, ten years older than you, I cannot compare to Wanqing."

"Hongmian, didn't I tell you yesterday? You don't need to feel inferior, you have a mature beauty that Wanqing lacks." Wu Long breathed in the warmth of her mature womanhood and said softly.

Qin Hongmian replied soberly:

"You are still young at heart now, but in ten or eight years, you won't say that."

Wu Long chuckled: "Even a hundred years from now, I will still say that."

Qin Hongmian felt a sweet warmth in her heart and spat: "A hundred years from now, we will both be a pile of ashes, who will you tell?"

Wu Long chuckled: "Even in the underworld, I will still say that."

Qin Hongmian said coquettishly: "I'm not talking to you anymore."

Wu Long chuckled:

"I won't say it. I won't say it, let's do it."

"Ah?!" Qin Hongmian exclaimed in surprise. Before she could finish her gasp, Wu Long's hands slid from her shoulders to her chest, slipping inside Qin Hongmian's low-cut neckline and reaching into her bodice. He grasped her two full, round, and elastic breasts, kneading and rubbing them. Qin Hongmian shuddered as if electrocuted. Suddenly, Wu Long leaned in and kissed her lips tightly. Qin Hongmian trembled from the touch.

"You're bad!" Qin Hongmian sighed weakly.

"So now I'm going to be the big bad wolf and eat you, you little lamb! Doing what you're supposed to do in the morning is the best," Wu Long said with a grin. He quickly removed her outer garment and bodice, revealing Qin Hongmian as a fair-skinned, half-naked beauty. Her snow-white, full, mature body and her delicate, blushing face exuded the fragrance of a mature woman. Her pink breasts and rosy nipples made Wu Long's body heat up, and his manhood swelled even more.

"Mmm..." Qin Hongmian began to moan, and Wu Long launched a rapid, relentless assault. A surge of intense pleasure welled up within her as Wu Long teased her, blurring her reason. She felt a burning desire brewing within her, yearning for the comfort and affection of a man. Her body was hot, tingling, and numb, anticipating Wu Long's forceful entry to soothe and fill the thirst in her heart.

Wu Long, responding to her desire, lifted her beautiful legs onto his shoulders, then placed a pillow under her plump buttocks, making Qin Hongmian's posture even more erect. He then thrust himself into her!

"Ah..." Qin Hongmian, her heart pounding with desire, trembled uncontrollably, letting out soft, seductive cries. Her sweet voice was so beautiful and alluring.

Qin Hongmian's wanton appearance spurred Wu Long to work even harder. Qin Hongmian was driven to ecstasy, her hair disheveled, panting heavily, her eyes glazed with desire, her entire body feeling incredibly comfortable. Her fragrant sweat and semen soaked the sheets.

...

The storm had passed, like a gentle spring rain.

Qin Hongmian experienced sexual satisfaction, and the subsequent tender and understanding caresses from Wu Long brought her a perfect sexual pleasure she had never experienced before. Qin Hongmian felt a surge of love for Wu Long, and after a passionate kiss, Wu Long asked,

"Hongmian, what was it you said was important?"

Qin Hongmian, with a satisfied look on her face, replied,

"It's all your fault, you big pervert! Actually, I just wanted to ask if you gave Wanqing and the little girl two luminous pearls. You're so generous, giving them such precious things."

Wu Long thought for a moment before remembering,

"Yes, it's just two jewels. I can give you as many as you want in the future."

Qin Hongmian smiled sweetly.

"Even the Emperor of the Great Song Dynasty probably couldn't have as many as he wanted. These aren't ordinary jewels; you just don't know their value. These two luminous pearls are far beyond the reach of ordinary jewels. Legend has it that the dragon has nine sons, one of which is the Alligator Dragon. The Alligator Dragon lived for ten thousand years, eventually shedding its shell to become a dragon. The Alligator Dragon's shell has twenty-four ribs, corresponding to the twenty-four solar terms. In the middle of each rib is a luminous pearl, hence the origin of the luminous pearls.

These luminous pearls, formed over ten thousand years by the Alligator Dragon, are brimming with spiritual energy, thus radiating light that can reach over a foot in diameter. The two luminous pearls in Wu Long's hands were lustrous and full, flowing... " "Its radiant light, besides being used for jewelry decoration, is also greatly beneficial for cultivating internal energy techniques. In truth, who wouldn't cherish such a treasure, hiding it away where no one notices, only to play with it alone when no one is around? Moreover, this treasure is mostly acquired by the wealthy; how could martial artists know its wonders? I only learned about it by chance from a book of strange objects that my master had seen, and it also has another very wondrous use..."

Qin Hongmian's voice trailed off... Wu Long noticed she had fallen asleep, exhausted, and couldn't help but chuckle. Feeling full of energy, he covered the two beautiful bodies with a blanket to prevent anyone from suddenly entering and causing him great harm. Wu Long put on his trousers, his upper body bare. He began to recall the terrifying man in red. His profound internal energy was one thing, but his speed was truly terrifying. If it weren't for the combined efforts of the three of them, they would have been no match for him. Unfortunately, although his own internal energy was also considerable, it was confined to his cells and couldn't be projected outwards. If he could unleash a flaming blade or the Six Meridians Divine Sword, he wouldn't need to fear him. While he couldn't harm him, he could at least remain undefeated. He definitely needed a ranged attack method. He feared no one in close combat, but the weakness was obvious: he would suffer greatly against top-tier or even supreme masters. Wu Long took out the "Finger-Splitting Finger" manual he had stolen from Tianlong Temple and examined it carefully.

He quickly familiarized himself with the manual's techniques, but unfortunately, he still couldn't execute them. Although his internal energy had initially merged with the Ren and Du meridians yesterday, reaching the level of a top-tier master—no less than Kumārajīva's decades of arduous training—he still couldn't project it outwards. With a hint of frustration, Wu Long tossed the manual aside. It arced through the air before falling to the ground. Suddenly, like a bolt of lightning, it flashed through Wu Long's mind!

Gravity! A person's speed and strength on Earth are bound by gravity. If this binding force could be broken or reduced, wouldn't a person's strength and speed increase dramatically?

Wu Long had always focused his research on martial arts and cultivation methods from ancient times to the present, never considering external factors. Now, however, he realized that studying gravity might be a quick and effective method. He had read the manga Doraemon. There was a plot where the main characters suddenly arrived on a planet with gravity dozens of times lower than Earth's, and they all became superheroes. On Earth, they could jump one meter high and two meters far, but there they could jump tens or even hundreds of meters high and far. Because of the lower gravity, the mass of matter there was also smaller; the rocks were softer than bread on Earth. And the movie Superman also came from a high-gravity planet!

Similarly, if the gravitational pull on Earth could be reduced, human mobility would be greatly enhanced. Although the mass of Earth's matter wouldn't change, speed would generate power, and the faster the speed, the greater the power. Wu Long clapped his hands; this was absolutely feasible.

He immediately began searching his memory for information on this topic, for research on human understanding of gravity, a study that had continued uninterrupted since Newton observed the falling apple. Recent cutting-edge technological achievements include supergravity or weightlessness experimental fields, antigravity flight, and the relationship between gravity and cell longevity…

Wu Long suddenly recalled a hypothetical theory he had read in a scientific magazine in the United States. The theory essentially stated that while it's impossible for humans to completely escape Earth's gravity, it's possible to significantly reduce its binding force. However, this reduction is extremely temporary, like spreading water in a basin with your palm, creating a gap, only to have the water flow back in from all directions and fill it again in an instant… This scientist's conclusion was based on computer simulations to reduce gravity, but all actual experiments failed, so research on this theory was temporarily shelved. This is because it involves two extremely stringent conditions:

1. Spreading gravity requires an extremely precise and immense force to be created instantaneously, creating a gravitational void. With current Earth technology, this is barely achievable. Moreover, in many cases, people can create extremely small gravitational voids, but they are simply undetectable.

2: The recovery speed of gravity is one-thousandth of a second, so it might be possible to deflect gravity, but the effect would be imperceptible because no man-made mechanical object on Earth has the reaction speed to utilize that one-thousandth of a second, let alone the human body. Therefore, even if a gravitational hole were created, it would disappear instantly, possibly undetectable. Thus, this theory cannot be studied for the time being.

Wu Long carefully analyzed this theory; perhaps he could achieve that speed. Then it might be possible to utilize that one-thousandth of a second. Taking the human body as an example, a normal person is constantly trembling. Even a person with good physical fitness will have a hand tremor exceeding 0.1 degrees Celsius, so the force exerted by their fingers will be evenly distributed within this 0.1 degree range. The larger the range of force distribution, the greater the influence of gravity and air currents, and therefore the faster the force disappears. Therefore, the difficulty in concentrating and exerting human strength is largely due to the normal trembling of the human body.

If one can control the trembling of their hand to within one-thousandth of a degree, the efficiency of their strength utilization will be a hundred times higher than that of an ordinary person. Furthermore, this one-thousandth-degree range greatly reduces the influence of gravity

and air on strength, significantly slowing down the rate of strength loss. If an ordinary person's hand exerts ten kilograms of force within a 0.1-degree range, that 0.1-degree space will bear a ten-kilogram load. Due to the wide range, this load is not significant, and the force dissipates quickly, so it has no impact on the space. However, if the hand also bears ten kilograms of force within a one-thousandth-degree range, the load will be more than a hundred times the normal amount, and the force loss will be slower, with a pause in time. This could potentially displace gravity within that range, creating a tiny gravitational void in front of the fingertip, only one-thousandth the size and lasting for one-thousandth of a second.

So how can this gravitational void be utilized? Wu Long took a copper coin from his pocket, gently tossed it forward, and the coin flew a few meters before landing on the floor with a thud. If a gravitational void were created in front of this copper coin, and pressure were applied behind it, the coin, upon passing through the void, would instantly accelerate with tremendous force, generating immense kinetic energy. Even after passing through the void, this immense kinetic energy would persist for a period, causing a huge impact on normal space before gradually being neutralized by the gravitational field and air. The coin's power would likely reach the speed and force of a bullet. What would happen if it hit a person?

Because the created speed and force would be enormous, a person's fist would be unable to withstand the immense pressure and destructive force of the void; the fist might actually detach from the arm and be smashed to pieces. Therefore, a medium must be used to utilize this power. Wu Long thought of using a knife, as he was fond of swordsmen, especially small knives, which could both cut and launch projectiles.

This idea could enhance his strength, but it probably wouldn't help his movement speed. Flesh and blood could not withstand the immense tearing force of a gravitational void. This was enough to make Wu Long happy. He believed he could succeed if he practiced regularly.

Wu Long decided to begin practicing creating a gravitational void. He sat quietly in the side hall for a while, trying his best to adjust the state of his body to its optimal condition. He once again achieved the wondrous state of perception he had experienced in the innate realm of humanity during meditation. It was as if his consciousness had floated out of his body—a strange feeling, both familiar and unfamiliar, yet like a cool stream flowing into his brain.

Without him actively clearing his mind, all thoughts of joy, anger, sorrow, and happiness vanished. His essence, energy, and spirit were concentrated in a strange way, reaching an unprecedented level. His consciousness was exceptionally clear, and his entire mind was in a state of inexplicable excitement. As long as his attention fell on someone or something, he could grasp the target's characteristics in minute detail.

His spirit was no longer ethereal but a tangible, tactile sensation, capable of grasping and holding any locked target tightly. Its subtlety was indescribable. Without joy or sorrow, without worry or fear, the blazing sun shone brightly over the world. This is the legendary, supreme spiritual realm that countless martial arts masters dream of—the Sword Heart Clarity!

Wu Long carefully sensed the subtle force field around him. There was no data on sensing gravitational voids on Earth; the only possible sensations were weightlessness or the pulling motion between light and heavy gravity. Wu Long concentrated his mind to the extreme, his right thumb and forefinger pinching a copper coin. He strained and tightened the nerves and muscles of his right hand as much as possible to minimize the tremor. 0.1 degree, 1/100th, 2/100th… 1/1000th of a degree… there it was! In that instant, while maintaining this tremor, Wu Long pushed forward with all his might, the force reaching 25 kilograms and 75 grams. But in that instant, the tremor in his hand widened to 1/450th of a degree. Failure; the tremor wasn't maintained.

Wu Long tried to gradually reduce the pushing force to keep the tremor within the range of 1/1000th of a degree. After several experiments, Wu Long concluded that he could only accurately maintain a range of one-thousandth of a degree when the pushing force was below fifteen kilograms.

All conditions were met, but Wu Long felt nothing unusual after each experiment. Could it be that a gravitational void truly cannot be created? Or is this theory merely a hypothesis, therefore simply impractical? Wu Long gritted his teeth and continued the experiment, increasing the speed at which he manipulated the force with his hand each time. Finally, he felt that he could propel the force forward using only his arm muscles, almost without moving his fingers.

He felt something! In that instant, Wu Long felt a sensation in his right hand as if it wanted to float—wasn't this a phenomenon caused by weightlessness? This feeling was fleeting. Although Wu Long didn't take advantage of this opportunity, it was enough to prove that a gravitational void was not a hypothesis, but something that could actually be created.

Wu Long was thrilled. If it was true, mastering it was only a matter of time. He composed himself and focused on increasing his practice speed. Gradually, the feeling of his hands floating became more and more pronounced and intense. Wu Long finally understood the secret. Speed was the key! The faster the force was pushed out, the easier it was to disrupt

the Earth

's magnetic field lines, and the faster it could be pushed out of the space, preventing the surrounding gravity from flowing back to fill the void. This created a gravitational hole. The magnitude of the force wasn't the most important factor; enormous force could create enormous gravitational holes, and minute force could create minute ones. Forces under 15 kilograms create gravitational cavities smaller than half a cubic centimeter, having no effect on the human body. However, if used properly, these tiny gravitational cavities can unleash tremendous power.

Having grasped the technique, Wu Long could easily create a miniature gravitational cavity in front of his thumb and forefinger. The remaining task was to utilize this force. After creating the first gravitational cavity, he needed to generate another force within a thousandth of a second to push the coin between his fingers, creating destructive force. This step wasn't difficult to achieve through mental control; however, the second force, due to the rushed release, was hard to accumulate. At his current level, Wu Long estimated the second force would be less than 5 kilograms. Increasing this value depended on physical training and mastery of technique. For Wu Long, skill and physical strength were not a problem.

He began, focusing intently on clamping the coin between his fingers. Wu Long's hand trembled almost imperceptibly, instantly creating a gravitational void. Now, Wu Long's second burst of force struck the copper coin, sending it hurtling straight out. At the moment of impact, the coin passed through the gravitational void, momentarily freeing itself from any earthly constraints. Its speed surged dramatically, like a bullet leaving the barrel, unrestrained, and with a powerful boom, it slammed into the hard walls of the side hall and main hall. A series of clattering sounds followed by another loud crash, and then the room fell silent.

Although this outcome was expected, the sheer destructive power still startled Wu Long. He quickly approached the wall to examine it closely. Amazing! A foot-thick stone wall had been pierced, creating a hole slightly larger than the copper coin. The immense power and precise concentration of the coin's force astonished Wu Long, but also filled him with elation.

When he ran into the hall, Mu Wanqing and Qin Hongmian, who had been startled awake by the loud noise, were also awakened. They looked at Wu Long, still shaken, and asked, "W-what happened?"

Wu Long smiled and said,

"Nothing, you two should rest. I was practicing my martial arts and I've got a clue." The two women then noticed the small hole in the wall and looked surprised. The houses in the back of this inn were made of large stones reinforced with glutinous rice mud and lime, making them extremely sturdy. Even a dozen strong men couldn't easily break them by hitting them with logs. But now it seemed to have been pierced by finger force, which greatly surprised them. How much finger force would that require? Even someone with the legendary indestructible body wouldn't be able to withstand it! Mu Wanqing couldn't help but ask,

"Wu Lang, what kind of martial art is this?"

Wu Long thought for a moment and said,

"Let's call it the Finger Flicking Divine Skill!" "

Originally, the three of them planned to set off for Wanjie Valley today, but Mu Wanqing had just lost her virginity and her body was not suitable for riding a horse. Meanwhile, Wu Long had just reached the Innate Realm and created a new martial art, needing time to consolidate his skills. Therefore, they decided to rest for a day before setting off, allowing the two women to rest properly, while Wu Long went to the courtyard behind the inn to practice his martial arts. Wu Long's fists roared through the air with immense power, dense and continuous, like waves relentlessly attacking rocks. Each punch possessed the power to shatter stone tablets. The combined power of so many punches stirred the air, creating countless small vortexes. His movements were as agile as a dragon and as fierce as a lion. A powerful aura, like a raging ocean, spread throughout the courtyard. The surrounding air was stirred and turbulent by Wu Long's fists, his power unparalleled. Wu Long was overjoyed; it seemed that after entering the Innate Realm and refining the strange Sunflower True Qi, his speed had actually increased to this level!"

"The great flood of the Northern Sea did not arise of its own accord. As the saying goes, 'All rivers flow into the sea,' and the waters of the sea are formed by the accumulation of all rivers. The vast ocean is indeed formed by the accumulation of waters."

Suddenly, the mantra slowly flowed through Wu Long's mind. His previous understanding was that he was the sea, and the internal energy of others were the rivers and streams. "The sea's waters are formed by the intake of hundreds of rivers," meaning he used the meridians and acupoints of his own body and others as interfaces to draw their flow into his own sea. "A vast ocean is formed through accumulation," meaning that by gathering small amounts, one can accumulate into a vast ocean. Now

, a sudden flash of inspiration struck him: the Northern Darkness Divine Art should be able to directly absorb the essence of heaven and earth and transform it into his own true energy. His martial arts concept was to use the "Shanzhong" acupoint, where the Northern Darkness true energy is stored, as the sea, the body's meridians as the rivers and streams, and all the acupoints throughout the body as the source points to absorb the essence of heaven and earth. This effect would be much stronger than the crude absorption of the sun's true fire in the *Fierce Calamity Divine Art*, and the efficiency should be greatly improved

! He immediately began, feeling the vibrant energy of the rising sun enveloping him, savoring every sensation. Then, following the sequence of practicing the Northern Darkness Divine Art, he focused his mind on the first acupoint of the first meridian, the "Hand Taiyin Lung Meridian," the "Shaoshang" acupoint at the tip of his right thumb. He concentrated on "Shaoshang," carefully sensing the sensation, neither too intentional nor too unintentional. In this state of intentional yet unintentional focus, he lost track of time. Suddenly, he felt a surge of heat enter the "Shaoshang" acupoint, then ascend along the meridian, passing through acupoints such as "Yuji," "Taiyuan," "Lieque," "Chize," and "Xiabai," passing through "Yunmen" to connect with the "Ren Meridian," and slowly flowing into the "Shanzhong" acupoint.

It was indeed working. Wu Long suppressed his overwhelming joy, stabilizing his emotions, not daring to focus too much, carefully controlling this trickle of energy to prevent it from dissipating or ceasing. He used the "Shaoshang" acupoint... As a spring, it slowly and continuously absorbs the essence of heaven and earth, channeling it along the Lung Meridian of Hand-Taiyin into the "Shanzhong" acupoint.

The Beiming Divine Art itself can be self-sufficient and cultivated independently. It still follows the steps of refining essence into qi, absorbing one's own essence and transforming it into true qi. Human essence comes from daily food: grains, fruits, vegetables, and meat. The body naturally gathers the necessary nutrients from food, storing them as its own essence. Martial artists refine this essence into true qi, transforming it into energy to strengthen themselves.

The biggest difference between innate and acquired essence lies in the fact that the innate can absorb the energy of heaven and earth, while the acquired only absorbs their own essence. The difference in level is immeasurable. Now, Wu Long's mutated Beiming Divine Art is finally approaching perfection, having opened the Ren and Du meridians in the innate realm. The next step is to gradually open... Yes. The Chong Meridian, Dai Meridian, Yin Qiao Meridian, Yang Qiao Meridian, Yin Wei Meridian, and Yang Wei Meridian are collectively known as the Eight Extraordinary Meridians. They differ from the Twelve Regular Meridians; they are not directly connected to the internal organs and have no exterior-interior relationship. Their pathways are unique and unconventional, hence the name "Eight Extraordinary Meridians." The Ren and Du Meridians are the starting point of the innate state. If the other six meridians are all opened, one enters the Great Perfection of the Innate State, at which point one can be called a terrestrial immortal, achieving the state of "Three Flowers Gathering

at the Crown" and "Five Qi Facing the Sun." Wu Long cultivated for a day. Seeing his focused cultivation, Qin Hongmian and the other person didn't disturb him, only bringing him food. Wu Long cultivated for the entire day, gradually increasing the amount and speed of the true solar fire absorbed from his Shaoshang acupoint. By dawn, he had mastered it thoroughly. It was now completely dark. Wu Long entered the room, where Qin Hongmian was already waiting for him. Wu Long couldn't help but ask,

"Hongmian, where is Wanqing?"

Qin Hongmian rolled her eyes at him and said, "

You, yesterday you were like a beast, taking her so many times. She's just received your favor, how could she possibly handle it? She needs to rest well tonight. She'll sleep in the room next door."

Wu Long felt somewhat apologetic and said,

"I'm sorry, I only thought of my own feelings..."

Qin Hongmian covered his mouth with her hand and said,

"There's no need to apologize. This kind of thing isn't a burden for us women. You're so strong, it's our fault if we can't satisfy you..."

Wu Long picked her up and hugged her tightly, an uncontrollable tenderness welling up in his heart. Wu Long nestled the stunning Qin Hongmian against his chest. Qin Hongmian slightly raised her head, and Wu Long gazed at her affectionately. A crystal jade hairpin adorned her cloud-like hair, and the thin veil couldn't conceal her graceful curves. Her undulating body was faintly visible, her delicate breasts high and firm, her slender yet beautiful legs long and shapely. Her body was exquisitely proportioned and rounded, her slender waist so small it could be encircled by a single hand.

Qin Hongmian's beautiful eyes were like a pool of crystal spring water, clear and transparent, yet shy and timid because she was held tightly in Wu Long's arms, as delicate and moving as a fragile young girl. Her delicately shaped face flushed crimson with excitement, and her tender, cherry-red lips trembled with soft, low moans, a sound that was utterly intoxicating to Wu Long.

His initial urge to kiss her smooth, fragrant lips vanished as he hesitated, unable to bear the sight of her soft, sweet whispers. Her delicate, jade-like nose twitched slightly, the nostrils trembling as a light sheen of sweat and a faint fragrance wafted from it. Her beautiful, smooth chin and rosy cheeks, framed by gentle smiles, created two shallow dimples, adding a touch of innocent charm to her already alluring beauty.

Wu Long couldn't resist tightening his arms around Qin Hongmian's slender waist, lowering his head to lightly kiss her exquisite ear. He even extended his tongue to explore her glistening earlobe, gently licking and swirling it, then slightly parting his teeth to gently bite her round earlobe, sucking and nibbling with varying pressure.

Qin Hongmian nestled into Wu Long's arms, gently stroking his erect member. Knowing he was aroused, she said sweetly, "Wu Lang, shall we wash up first?" Wu Long

was a clean person, and remembering he had been practicing martial arts all day, he nodded in agreement. The inn was very considerate of its guests. The room was fully equipped with a bathtub and a heater. Soon, Wu Long was comfortably lying in the bathtub, letting Qin Hongmian scrub his body.

"Hongmian, why aren't you done yet?" Wu Long heard the sound of water splashing in the tub.

"Alright, alright." As she spoke, Qin Hongmian's burning body nestled into Wu Long's arms.

Qin Hongmian blew out the extinguishing lamp, and a soft, crystalline light shimmered within the gauze curtains. Wu Long asked curiously,

"What is this? Wait, isn't this the luminous pearl I gave to Wanqing?"

Qin Hongmian nodded and said,

"Yes, remember what I told you yesterday? This luminous pearl is a rare treasure. It's extremely beneficial to those who cultivate martial arts. I've heard that if one could obtain twenty-four, a master of the Great Perfection of the Innate Realm could absorb ten thousand years' worth of spiritual energy from them and achieve the status of a Celestial Immortal!"

Wu Long was quite surprised, but a master of the Great Perfection of the Innate Realm was impossible in this world. Whether it was Yue Nu A Qing from back then, or Bodhidharma who created Shaolin, or Dugu Qiubai, the Living Tai Chi Master Zhang Sanfeng, or even the nameless monk now, none of them could reach that level. Moreover, it was almost impossible for one person to obtain twenty-four luminous pearls, so this legend was virtually impossible to verify. Qin Hongmian smiled and said,

"Of course, it's just a legend. Nobody knows for sure, but it does have one benefit that can be verified."

Wu Long asked in surprise,

"What benefit?"

Qin Hongmian blushed and whispered a few words in Wu Long's ear. Wu Long looked surprised and excited and said,

"Really?"

Qin Hongmian nodded. Under the glow of the pearl, her skin looked even more beautiful than snow. Wu Long pulled Qin Hongmian close, pressing the luminous pearl between their chests, its light emanating from the gap in Qin Hongmian's cleavage. Gently pulling the pearl away, the cool, moist bead slid across Wu Long's chest, giving him a refreshing feeling. Wu Long teased Qin Hongmian's breasts with the beaded string, and in the blink of an eye, they became as round and alluring as the luminous pearl.

Qin Hongmian didn't speak, but simply sucked on Wu Long's shoulder, her waist slowly undulating, her already sticky wet skin rubbing against Wu Long's lower abdomen, making his stomach feel cool.

Still rubbing, Wu Long slapped her soft, white buttocks hard, the sound of "smack" ringing out crisply in the quiet night. Qin Hongmian didn't feel pain; on the contrary, she groaned softly in enjoyment, her soft little hands grasping Wu Long's member, then pulling it back,

"Wu Lang, Hongmian is ready."

Reaching the soft folds, Wu Long knew that a gentle thrust would plunge him into a hot, bottomless abyss. Although Qin Hongmian wasn't one of the eighteen most famous "treasures," she was incredibly alluring. But Wu Long didn't move his hips; instead, he slapped her buttocks again.

Qin Hongmian snuggled against Wu Long for a moment before obediently climbing off him, lying on the bed with her legs spread. In the pearly light of the night-shining pearl, Qin Hongmian's vulva glistened. Like a flower glistening with morning dew, she bloomed. The dew wasn't the usual cloudy white; though sticky, it was almost transparent. A luminous pearl was touched, and a thin mist appeared on it, but its light didn't dim much.

Qin Hongmian's petals were fully open, the flowing opening exposed before Wu Long's eyes. Wu Long picked up the large string of beads and placed it into the opening. With a series of opening and closing movements, a luminous pearl was swallowed. Qin Hongmian whimpered. As the pearl disappeared into her body, the light in the tent gradually dimmed, and her petals began to tremble slightly. Wu Long looked at her blushing cheeks, her hands unconsciously pushing against her in vain, only fueling his desire! He teased and provoked this stunningly beautiful woman, whose allure was growing stronger with the rising desire within her! Wu Long continued to caress the stunningly beautiful woman, whose eyes were already glazed and face flushed with embarrassment, his mouth not letting up either. After satisfying his craving, his greedy mouth temporarily left her rounded earlobe, then moved to her smooth forehead, lingering and wandering before finally settling on her shyly half-closed eyes. His kisses brushed past her long, curled, dark eyelashes, licked her full, rounded pink nose, and finally found her fragrant lips, kissing them passionately, even sucking on her delicate tongue, greedily drawing in the nectar within.

As their lips and tongues intertwined, Qin Hongmian, the stunningly beautiful woman, became increasingly lost in passion, her breath quickening. Involuntarily, she tilted her radiant face upwards, raising her starry eyes, which slowly opened, gazing at Wu Long with tender affection. Her eyes were hazy, radiating a captivating, alluring charm! Wu Long couldn't resist lowering his head, and through the thin silk veil, he kissed Qin Hongmian's snow-white breasts. His teeth gently nibbled, his tongue lightly touched, his lips briefly brushing against hers before parting, greedily yet tenderly savoring this exquisite treasure.

His left hand circled her slender waist, parting the low-cut collar of her flowing silk robe, and directly grasped her other breast, experiencing its smooth, satin-like, warm, jade-like touch.

His right hand also lifted the hem of her silk robe, caressing her smooth, flat abdomen, circling her delicate navel, his index finger occasionally teasing the shallow, round dimple.

The sacred place on her body, teased by her beloved, was already burning with desire.

"Wu Lang, Hongmian feels so uncomfortable," Qin Hongmian murmured, her exquisitely sculpted body writhing in an alluring sigh. Inside the tent, it was pitch black. Qin Hongmian clung to Wu Long like an octopus, her breathing ragged. "Wu Lang, good Wu Lang~, Hongmian, oh~"

Wu Long could see more clearly now; the woman in his arms was indeed an incomparably beautiful woman. Her skin was like ice and jade, her delicate features translucent, possessing a vibrant, shy pink, a pure and noble innocence, and an undeniable ethereal charm. A thousand kinds of allure were skillfully blended in Qin Hongmian. She was truly a treasure in the eyes of men. (

Part 1: Fallen Heavenly Dragon World, Chapter 43: Asura Yaksha Sisters Sleeping Together 3)
Holding this soft, alluring body, listening to Qin Hongmian's soft moans, this mature woman was exceptionally sensitive, like a young girl. The moment Wu Long's hand touched her breasts, she went limp in his arms, unable to stand.

"Hongmian, I will love you, love you for a lifetime."

These moving words made Qin Hongmian's face flush, her beautiful face blushing, her allure tinged with a moist, seductive charm, revealed only to Wu Long. No one would have imagined that this ruthless woman, known as the Asura Blade, would give Wu Long such genuine affection, losing her former pride.

Her beautiful eyes narrowed slightly, her jade-like neck graceful, her full breasts, trembling like two water-filled white balls, vibrant red and striking, pert and erect. Even the slightest touch was enough to arouse the desires within her body—the demeanor of a woman who had never experienced life's most brilliant moments.

"My husband, my husband, Hongmian loves you, only loves you, love me to your heart's content!"

Looking at the beautiful woman, it seemed that time had left no trace on her. Standing next to Mu Wanqing, no one could tell the difference in their generations. Her pretty face grew redder and redder, and Wu Long could no longer see the original color. The only thing she wore, her underpants, fell down under Wu Long's tugging. For the first time in front of a man, she revealed her most exquisite beauty, her fragrance wafting, truly stunning. Seemingly unable to withstand Wu Long's lustful gaze, she stretched out her jade arms and wrapped them around Wu Long's neck, pulling him forcefully against her body. Her small mouth murmured shyly, "No, don't look."

This was indeed not the time to look, but the time to do. Wu Long's kiss slid down from the peak of her well-proportioned breasts, over her flat stomach, rippling with waves. She could already feel the thrill. Her hand slowly moved from her neck to Wu Long's head, following Wu Long's tongue, a passionate and sensual encounter.

He slowly entered her body, the feeling of being tightly enveloped was truly exhilarating. To receive such a mature woman, as ripe as a peach, with her selfless sincerity and slightly self-conscious giving, could indeed bring a man endless enjoyment. Although he already had four women in the Tianlong world, the pleasure of lovemaking was the most intense that Shura Blade had given Wu Long. Perhaps because her body possessed a priceless luminous pearl, Qin Hongmian's Shura Blade quickly reached its climax, completely unable to bear it...

"Husband—" Despite her physical weakness, Qin Hongmian gently opened her eyes. Feeling Wu Long's burning erection, a look of apology appeared on her face. "I'm sorry, Hongmian is useless, I can't satisfy my husband!"

This little woman, who had already fallen for him body and soul, confessed to Wu Long. That kind of charming sorrow was something only Wu Long could understand in this world. Wu Long shook his head, bent down and kissed her forehead before gently saying, "Hongmian, don't blame yourself. How can this be your fault? Alas, it's just that I'm a bit of a weirdo. You forgot about Wanqing and the others."

Wu Long quickly comforted her, making Qin Hongmian blush immediately.

"I'll listen to you. From now on, I'll ask them to stay with you. As long as you don't abandon me, Wu Lang, I'm willing to stay with you for life."

Her emotions were more intense than those of younger women. The feelings that had been building up within her for over thirty years now surged forth like a torrent, all flowing towards Wu Long. Wu Long had heard many sweet words, but none moved him as much as Hongmian's. He knew that because of her age, she had always harbored some sadness, but how could she know that with her captivating charm, she possessed the allure of a woman from a bygone era, capable of seducing all men, including Wu Long, this lecherous wolf.

Just then, a soft sound came from the door. Wu Long turned his head and saw Mu Wanqing slowly walking down the stairs. Upon seeing Mu Wanqing, Wu Long's eyes lit up. Now a newlywed, Mu Wanqing possessed a different kind of mature charm. Overnight, her high, firm breasts seemed even fuller, displaying her pride to Wu Long. A faint blush lingered on her delicate face, a shy yet satisfied expression.

Her captivating eyes gazed at Wu Long with deep affection, as if pouring out her love, or perhaps expressing her melancholy. Although her gait was slightly unsteady... Yet she still exuded an elegant demeanor. With each step she took, Wu Long's heart skipped a beat. Because she wore a semi-transparent nightgown, her proud figure was faintly visible, full and slender, full of endless allure. It gave him an impulse to peel off her nightgown and feast his eyes on the infinite scenery beneath. Wu Long felt his blood begin to rush, and he even had a hallucination. It seemed that the surroundings had transformed into a fairyland surrounded by auspicious clouds and blooming flowers. There, a beautiful fairy was floating lightly on auspicious clouds. In particular, the fairy suddenly spoke, saying in a seductive voice:

"Wu Lang."

Wu Long came to his senses, beckoned her, and pulled her into his arms, lewdly laughing:

"You've come at the right time. Today, let's truly enjoy mother and daughter together!"

He unbuttoned Mu Wanqing's pure white nightgown, revealing her proudly erect breasts, as white as mutton fat jade. Her full and round breasts were "soft and tender, like freshly peeled chicken head meat, smoother than the finest pastries."

Wu Long, hungrily, took a mouthful of the soft, white breast into his mouth, then sucked on its tender flesh, pulling back as he went. Until only the nipple the size of a lotus seed remained in his mouth, Wu Long held it close, sucking greedily. Occasionally, he would lick the pink areola surrounding the nipple with his tongue. His hands were not idle either, wantonly kneading and playing with the other breast.

Mu Wanqing's heart fluttered, her breasts tingling and itching, her breathing uneven. Wu Long's lust grew with each touch. He pressed his tongue against the nipple, licking it in circles, occasionally biting the nipple gently with his teeth. His hands kneaded the other breast more forcefully, while his fingers pinched and rubbed it. Under Wu Long's sucking, licking, and kneading, Mu Wanqing's small, round nipples gradually swelled and became hard. He then switched to suckling and licking another nipple. This made Mu Wanqing feel as if she were engulfed in a raging fire, restless and aroused. The strange itch rising from her nipple spread throughout her body, igniting her deepest desires. Her curvaceous body slowly writhed on the bed, her soft moans escaping her lips:

"Oh...it itches so much...stop sucking...it's so itchy..."

Hearing these sweet words and seeing Mu Wanqing's alluring beauty and the hint of spring in her cheeks, Wu Long, his lust flared. His member suddenly hardened, pressing firmly against Mu Wanqing's soft, warm belly. He excitedly suckled and licked her tender breasts even more vigorously. Mu Wanqing was already aroused and itchy; now, with Wu Long's hot, hard member pressing against her, her desire surged even more, and she felt an unbearable tingling and itching all over her body, especially her private parts, which felt incredibly empty and itchy.

Her already ample breasts swelled even more rapidly after Wu Long's sucking stimulation, becoming even fuller and more swollen. Her pink areolas spread quickly, and her small, round nipples changed from a light pink to a bright red. Mu Wanqing breathed heavily, her cherry lips whimpering with unbearable itchiness: "Long'er, please stop sucking, good boy, I'm dying of itchiness, ah, so itchy, come in quickly." Her body, writhing on the bed, was consumed by the intense itch.

Wu Long, who had been sucking and licking her tender breasts, was also consumed by lust and couldn't resist any longer. He stood up, his extraordinary member erect, aimed at his mother's overflowing paradise, and thrust his hips forward, penetrating her. Mu Wanqing felt the itch in her vagina vanish instantly upon penetration, replaced by a sweet pleasure. Mu Wanqing's snow-white, delicate breasts arched, her neck stretched, her head tilted back, her cherry lips parted, and she let out a pleasurable "Ah!"

...

After Wu Long finished making love with the two women, Qin Hongmian and Mu Wanqing lay in Wu Long's arms, both naked. Wu Long's left hand caressed his mother's full buttocks, while his right hand gently rubbed Mu Wanqing's waist.

Qin Hongmian's fair skin was flushed slightly. She had just enjoyed Wu Long's tenderness and was still feeling languid.

Mu Wanqing shifted her body, her jade-like hand caressing Qin Hongmian's buttocks. She gently patted her mother's bottom, feeling an incredibly soft sensation. Mu Wanqing laughed, "Mother, you were so wanton just now, hehe!"

Qin Hongmian, caressed by her daughter and with her lover beside her, felt a surge of satisfaction. She kissed Wu Long's chest with her small lips and said sweetly, "Husband, look, Qing'er is teasing me too!"

Wu Long laughed heartily, setting Mu Wanqing aside and pulling Qin Hongmian into his arms. Face to face, seeing Qin Hongmian's rosy lips, Wu Long kissed her passionately.

After a long kiss, Wu Long finally separated from Qin Hongmian. He slapped her bottom hard and laughed, "Qing'er is both your daughter and your little sister. How could she bully you? She just wants to make her mother happier!"

Qin Hongmian twisted her body in protest, writhing like a beautiful snake. Her curvaceous figure aroused Wu Long's lust. He flipped her over, pinning her beneath him, and penetrated her body for a long, long time before they calmed down. Qin Hongmian still clung to Wu Long like an octopus, her delicate hands and feet tightly wrapped around him.

Wu Long stroked her back with one hand and kneaded her buttocks with the other, the soft, smooth sensation bringing him immense pleasure. After playing for a while, Wu Long suddenly had a mischievous thought. He kissed Qin Hongmian's delicate earlobe and whispered, "Mother-in-law, did you enjoy what your son-in-law did for you?"

Qin Hongmian's breathing quickened. She looked around anxiously, relieved to find Mu Wanqing already asleep.

Qin Hongmian breathed a sigh of relief, biting her lip, and gently pinched Wu Long's waist, saying sweetly, "You naughty husband, how can you call me that?"

That forbidden term made Qin Hongmian very uneasy, but a strange, indescribable pleasure also welled up inside her.

Wu Long chuckled softly, placing his hands between Qin Hongmian's thighs and kissing her smooth forehead. He said, "Hongmian, isn't that right? Although you're my wife, you're also my mother-in-law. Calling you that makes me feel very comfortable!"

"You…"

Qin Hongmian gave a coquettish sound, gently biting Wu Long's shoulder with her small mouth, and whispered, "You can call me that when it's just the two of us! But if Qing'er is here, you can't call me that! Otherwise, I'll be so embarrassed!"

Wu Long chuckled, moving his hands slightly, and said,

"My dear mother-in-law, you're already calling Qing'er 'sister' now, what's there to be shy about!" Yesterday, at Wu Long's insistence, Qin Hongmian called her daughter "sister," and Mu Wanqing was also forced to call her mother "sister." The atmosphere that day was quite special!

Qin Hongmian wrapped her arms around Wu Long. She gently rubbed her smooth face against Wu Long's, saying sweetly, "Mother-in-law it is then. Anyway, I'm both your wife and your mother-in-law, so there's nothing wrong with it! Good son-in-law, you almost killed me just now!"

Wu Long's breathing quickened suddenly. He hadn't expected Qin Hongmian to say such a thing, and he couldn't help but tighten his grip on her soft body, pressing her tightly against his own, as if trying to draw her into his own body!

Secretly, Qin Hongmian chuckled softly. She knew her words had been a bit much, but this was their private room. To please her husband, what did a little intimacy in the boudoir matter? "Good son-in-law, how about you pamper your darling mother-in-law one more time?" Lying on top of Wu Long, Qin Hongmian said softly and sweetly. Wu Long's desire was aroused once again.

Looking at the naked beauty in his arms, her soft and delicate body was completely unadorned, her shyness adding a touch of alluring charm. Such beauty was even more captivating and mesmerizing. Qin Hongmian couldn't help but open her beautiful starry eyes, gazing at Wu Long with affection. Her face was flushed with shyness, and her snow-white and crystal-clear skin was covered with a delicate pink hue, intoxicating and dazzlingly beautiful. Seemingly stimulated by Wu Long's unrestrained and bold gaze, her full, smooth breasts and delicate jade peaks blushed shyly, her heart pounding rapidly. Meanwhile, in the secret valley between her occasionally unconsciously opening and closing legs, clear dew seeped out, gradually filling and watering the budding, alluring peach blossoms, making them even more fragrant and glistening.

At this moment, Qin Hongmian was a breathtaking sight from head to toe; her stunning beauty surpassed even the brilliance of the night sky's stars. Her pure, delicate, shy, and affectionate face; her tender, gentle eyes; though her cherry lips remained unopened and her teeth clenched, her unspoken words spoke volumes. A strange, forbidden pleasure overwhelmed Wu Long, leaving him breathless and unable to think. He only wanted to instinctively bring Qin Hongmian the ultimate physical and emotional bliss, letting her experience the true fusion of passion and intoxicating love. Wu Long reached out, cupped Qin Hongmian's face, and leaned in to gently kiss her fragrant lips. He then sucked and entwined his lips with her tender, delicate petite lips, their tongues entwined and lingering. A torrent of passion quickly spread and surged into their intimately intertwined bodies, gradually gathering in the deepest

recesses of their souls… The kisses, intertwined and entwined, were filled with the sounds of their breaths. Qin Hongmian's body was already limp and powerless. She could only lean softly against Wu Long, panting. Wu Long's hands ceaselessly combed through Qin Hongmian's silky, flowing hair, tracing the back of her delicate ears, gliding over her velvety neck, caressing her fair shoulders, while gradually moving inwards and downwards, eventually reaching her slender arms that were crossed over her breasts. He gently brushed against those arms, slowly pushing them apart, revealing her beautiful, pure breasts once again.

...This time, the two were passionately entwined, indulging in pleasure to the fullest, lasting longer than any of the previous three times. Only after a long while did their passion subside, and they fell into a deep, exhausted sleep. The next day, Wu Long and Qin Hongmian got up very late, while Mu Wanqing was already up early, preparing things downstairs.

Recalling the absurdity of the previous night, Qin Hongmian blushed with shame, kneeling naked on the bed. She first helped Wu Long get dressed, and only after he was dressed did she begin to dress and wash. Wu Long looked at Qin Hongmian amusedly and teased her,

"Hongmian, from now on, I'll call you mother-in-law in front of Qing'er. Are you happy?" "

Hmm..."

Qin Hongmian responded softly. Seeing Wu Long's ambiguous smile, Qin Hongmian suddenly threw herself into Wu Long's arms. Two delicate hands clenched into fists, gently pounding Wu Long's chest, she whispered,

"Bad husband, bad husband, I won't allow it again, I won't allow you to call me that again! You're making Hongmian so embarrassed!"

Seeing Qin Hongmian act so childishly, Wu Long couldn't help but laugh. He hugged Qin Hongmian tightly, kissed her, and said, "Hongmian, from now on we'll do this occasionally, and sometimes I'll even call you mother-in-law! You and Qing'er are not only mother and daughter, but also close sisters. I want to see which of you two gets pregnant first!"

Qin Hongmian was slightly taken aback, then a sense of anticipation filled her heart. Her gaze softened instantly, and she whispered, "Qing'er and I will bear children for our husband together. We won't let him down!"

In ancient times, people considered bearing children the most important thing. "Of the three unfilial acts, the greatest is to have no descendants." Everyone wanted to conceive their husband's child!

After exchanging a few more intimate words and tidying themselves up, Wu Long carefully touched her again and said,

"Hongmian, you seem to have become a few years younger. It seems that the luminous pearl placed inside a woman's body during lovemaking really does preserve youth. We should do it more often in the future, Mother-in-law."

Qin Hongmian, both happy and shy, lightly punched Wu Long. After their playful fight, the two went downstairs to eat something. After resting for a while, the three of them rode together on a horse towards Wanjie Valley.

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