【Immortal Destiny】(Part 4, Chapter 216)

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Chapter 216 Ready to Strike

Finally, Qin Jing's lips moved to Cen Zhu's snow-white neck. He kissed her as he said, "Zhu'er, are you

feeling so good because of your uncle? Hmm?"

Cen Zhu's back pressed tightly against Qin Jing's chest. She could feel his every breath, and

the increasingly rapid beating of his warm chest, "Thump! Thump!" Each powerful heartbeat felt like a collision

from the depths of her soul.

She didn't know why she was paying attention to such details at a time like this. Perhaps she was starting to act involuntarily,

perhaps it was because she cared.

When you care about someone, you often start to notice things you wouldn't normally notice—perhaps the

way he holds you, perhaps the special words he uses when intimate, perhaps his broad chest during passionate moments.

"I...I...didn't...ah..." Noticing her distraction, Yuwen Xiu's long fingers stopped

teasing and instead plunged in, probing straight from her muddy entrance to that tight flower path.

"Ah..." The sudden, unexpected intrusion of Yuwen Xiu's long fingers caused her entire body to spasm

involuntarily , and her private parts gushed forth even more abundant fluid.

Feeling his long fingers tightly enveloped by the warm, moist place, he could even feel it constantly compressing his

fingers . Imagining the wonderful sensation of his own large member being enveloped, he couldn't help but let out a low growl, and his long fingers couldn't help but

move in and out faster.

Again and again, withdrawing and entering, he felt the trembling deep within Cen Zhu's body, listening to her tearful

moans. Her delicate brows furrowed slightly, her bright eyes half-closed, her cherry-pink lips slightly

parted , and the moans escaping from those soft lips drove him even more mad. He wanted to enter her immediately, to thrust into her fiercely,

to love her.

Cen Zhu was almost lost in the clutches of her master's fingers. Her beautiful body was being possessed by three men simultaneously.

Every sensitive spot on her body was being played with by them. She had already lost her mind; she had lost

all ability to think. She could only be pushed and pushed by the waves of desire. Just when she thought she was about to reach the highest point,

someone would use their lips or hands to keep pushing her higher and higher.

"No more... ah... you... stop it..." She couldn't take it anymore; she was completely out of her mind from the three men's ministrations

.

Mo Qingzi, while suckling Cen Zhu's erect nipples, breathed heavily and said, "You little hypocrite, your

body doesn't say that..." How could her body be so perfect? Her skin was like white jade, her complexion like solidified cream, even

her pink nipples were like the finest flowers, so sweet, so alluring...

"My darling is so wet, can I go in, Uncle-Master?" His long fingers teased out the flowing lustful fluids, making him even more

itchy and unbearable. He maliciously pressed his thumb against Cen Zhu's hard clitoris, watching with satisfaction as she

trembled . His whole body was tense with desire, and a slight sweat seeped out, making his Taoist robe cling even tighter to his slender

body.

Cen Zhu subconsciously shook her head, panting softly, even unconsciously letting out alluring moans. The

pleasure sent electric shocks through her body, her eyes widened, and a wave of ecstasy washed over her. "Ah..." she cried out again

, her love juices gushing out in a torrent, the dazzling orgasm almost making her dizzy.

Seeing Cen Zhu's flushed cheeks and seductive posture during her orgasm, the three men could hardly contain themselves. They quickly

removed their clothes, revealing three exceptionally handsome men, their thick penises already erect and

ready to be used.

(7 Fresh Coins) Fei Xianghan's Side Story: Loneliness 1

"Get out!"

"This subordinate will leave immediately!"

"Hmph! A bunch of useless trash!"

"You can't even find a woman, what's the use of keeping a bunch of trash like you?!"

His handsome face exuded a heavy killing intent, and the demonic energy all over his body was so strong that it almost corroded his heart. He kept

pacing back and forth in the room, seemingly trying to calm his displeasure, but as he walked, a piercing pain once again struck

his heart. He raised his hand, and all the noble furnishings in the room instantly turned into dust.

"Damn woman! Damn it!"

After a burst of light, he left his original location and arrived at the Nian residence a hundred miles away.

He released the restriction and stepped into the doorway, only to see dozens of stone pillars standing in the open space. On the stone pillars, beautiful women were

imprisoned . Most of these women were cultivators, and a few were just ordinary women.

They were tied to the stone pillars in a sorry state, and their clothes were all tattered.

They were originally on the verge of death, but when they saw the handsome man standing in the open space, they all cried out,

"Please, Master, release us..."

They had been brought here one after another; it was said that women had been brought here as early as four years ago. Most of them

were independent cultivators, but some were disciples of sects. They even knew that some of the imprisoned women

had no cultivation whatsoever.

At first, they thought they were being imprisoned here to be used as cultivation vessels, but unexpectedly, all these days,

the man had only kept them locked up and done nothing else.

They didn't understand the man's thoughts, only sensing a hidden mix of love and hate in his handsome, deep-set eyes.

Some of the female cultivators didn't even complain about being forcibly brought here, because many cultivators revered strength,

and besides, the handsome, godlike man before them possessed undeniable Nascent Soul level strength.

But this man was too profound and complex, his emotions too intense. They couldn't

fathom his purpose in bringing them here; they only sensed that the more women entered the mansion, the angrier he became.

They could feel the love and hate in his eyes, the pain and love reflected in his handsome gaze, making them occasionally jealous

of the woman who caused him such pain yet whom he so deeply loved.

Yes, they weren't fools! Some of the female cultivators were even among the best in their respective sects. Although they didn't know

who the woman who had driven the Nascent Soul cultivator mad was, they couldn't help but speculate.

Who was it that had made him go to such lengths to bring them all here?!

Or, to put it simply, who had put them in this predicament?!

***

While a cultivator's time is longer than that of a mortal, every minute is a struggle against fate, a constant

striving to defy the heavens.

Fei Xianghan always felt time was too short, wishing he had more time to cultivate.

But since meeting Cen Zhu, possessing Cen Zhu, and falling in love with her, he realized that the time he once cherished

was now a torment, every moment an eternity. He felt as if each day was an eternity.

He hated having so much time to miss her, yet he also hated that he

couldn't find .

His heart was empty, and he no longer knew what to seek.

He continued his work, killed as before, seemingly everything was the same as before. He was still the number one demonic cultivator in the Heavenly Realm, still

a man feared by all.

Only he knew that he was no longer the same.

He could never go back to the past.

Extreme longing drove him to madness.

He thought of her, missed her, wishing he could be with her day and night.

But she didn't have him in her heart, desperately trying to escape his control, even using a scheme to make him believe her. And then

betrayal!

Why? Why didn't she love him? Why did she leave him?

Wasn't he good enough to her?

How could he truly win her heart? How could he possibly win her heart and make her willingly stay by his side? He

had never experienced such unrequited love before, and now, this pain was gnawing away at everything he had. He had become a walking corpse,

devoid of any of the domineering spirit a Nascent Soul cultivator should possess.

He resented, he hated, he was furious, he went mad.

But, more than anything, he loved

her!! Damn it, despite the torment that tormented his soul day and night, he still couldn't stop loving her, and his obsession only grew stronger.

"Cen Zhu, Cen Zhu! What curse have you cast on me? Why can't I stop loving you?!" He

clenched his fists, trying to suppress the mingled love and hate in his heart, but he still couldn't. With a single slap, the spiritual energy surged violently,

instantly leveling the area within a hundred miles.

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