[Chronicles of Immortal Beauty] Chapter 3, with supplementary Chapters 1 and 2

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Chapter One: The Phoenix's Cry
During the Western Jin Dynasty, war raged on, and conflict continued year after year. Wherever military campaigns passed, the land was ravaged, and everyone, from the powerful and
wealthy to commoners, suffered greatly. Biancheng in the Central Plains changed hands three times in two years, and its once bustling streets became deserted alleys.
Every household closed their doors and windows early to avoid exorbitant taxes and conscription.
In the northwest corner of Biancheng stood a courtyard house, with tall trees, flowing water, and pavilions, suggesting a large family. However, the house
was deserted and neglected, indicating its decline. Only the still-shine plaque bearing
the inscription "Lü Mansion" offered a fragile reminder of its former glory. The Lü family was originally a noble family in Biancheng, and the patriarch had been granted a noble title.
However, when war broke out, the Lü family rallied to fight, only to be ambushed and annihilated in Luozhou. Upon receiving the news, the patriarch, Lü Chengxian,
fell ill and died three months later. Now, only the frail youngest son, Lü Heng, his mother, and a few
servants remain of the Lü family; the family has lost its former glory. Fortunately, Lü Heng married his betrothed, Zhao, two months ago and
took a job as a storyteller at the West Academy in Biancheng. In this time of war, he can barely make ends meet. Zhao, whose real
name is Zhao Ruo, was known for her beauty in Biancheng. Her family was wealthy and influential, trading and transporting goods through the prefecture. However, when Biancheng
changed hands, it suffered rampant plunder and extortion; much of their wealth was conscripted into the army, but thankfully, no one was harmed. The Zhao family thought they could
avert disaster by spending their money, but Biancheng changed hands three times in two years. Not only were silver and grain confiscated, but even all the able-bodied men were conscripted.
When the head of the Zhao family saw his son being conscripted, he rallied his servants to resist. That night, their home was burned down, and only one
servant, along with Zhao Ruo, sought refuge with the Lü family. Although Lü Heng was betrothed to Zhao Ruo, they
only met for the first time on the day Zhao Ruo came to the Lü family mansion. He was immediately captivated by Zhao Ruo's beauty, considering her an angel, and despite the chaos of war, he persevered and married her. In
this desolate time, this marriage brought a touch of life to Biancheng.
The autumn wind brought a chill, and the sun rose above the doorway. In the west wing of the Lü mansion, a woman was dressing Lü Heng. She herself
was only draped in a thin veil, the semi-transparent fabric barely concealing Zhao Ruo's satin-like skin. Her
long, flowing, black hair cascaded down to her full hips, accentuating her slender waist. Sunlight scattered across her
body, illuminating her with breathtaking beauty. Zhao Ruo's flushed face was fading, clearly from recent pleasure. With
a face full of spring-like joy, she carefully served her husband. This woman was the last surviving member of the Zhao family. Lü Heng stood ramrod straight,
accepting his wife's gentle touch. His eyes were fixed on his wife's beautiful face, captivated by her breathtaking beauty .
He marveled at the wonders of nature, as if the heavens had sculpted all the beautiful, exquisite, dazzling, and elegant
qualities of the world upon her features. His gaze slowly slid down her face, past her delicate
neck, her slender, smooth arms, over her alluring cleavage, and
finally to her pink, peach-like breasts. His eyes lingered on the two glistening, dew-like nipples, and he could no longer look
away. From their first meeting to two months of marriage, Lü Heng still couldn't believe that the woman before him was his
beloved wife. Since the start of the war, he had experienced nothing but despair, fear, and sleepless nights.
To meet Zhao Ruo during his most desperate time, he felt as if he were in a dream, utterly unable to believe it.
He still remembered the stunning beauty of Zhao Ruo when they first met, the throbbing in his heart when he first saw her body on their wedding night,
the unbearable pain on her face and the shocking sight of her first blood when she lost her virginity… It all seemed like a dream.
“Husband, my lord!”
A heavenly voice rang out, sweet and cloying, like celestial music.
“Ah…” Lü Heng finally snapped out of his daze, stammering, but his gaze remained fixed on her breasts.
“My lord… my lord… it’s hard to clean up.” As soon as she finished speaking, the blush that had almost subsided on Zhao Ruo
rose again.
It turned out that Lü Heng, in a daze, had already extended two fingers between Zhao Ruo’s legs, rubbing them back and forth along her tender vulva
. Such a provocative action would be shameful even for a married couple, done in broad daylight. Lu Heng immediately
withdrew his hand, straightened up, and inwardly scolded himself for losing control so quickly after just venting his anger,
causing his wife distress. He also thought about how lucky he was to have met his wife, who was as beautiful as a fairy. The woman continued
to carefully fasten Lu Heng's belt. Because she needed to apply a little force, her body tilted slightly. Whether it was the
smooth ribbon or the woman's delicate skin, the almost negligible thin gauze on her body slipped
down. This scene made Lu Heng's head spin, and a stream of blood flowed from his nose.
The woman smiled gently, picked up a silk handkerchief from the table, and wiped the blood from Lu Heng's nose, saying softly, "Husband, please take care of yourself
and don't hurt yourself."
Lu Heng felt as if he were in a dream, and he nodded obediently, not knowing how he left the room.
The woman saw Lü Heng to the door, her gentle and refined demeanor vanishing instantly, replaced by an icy coldness. Ignoring
the sheer veil that fell to the ground, she reached out with her right hand and conjured a bald, disheveled old man, slamming him against the wall with a
loud crash. Before the old man could even cry out in pain, a slender, bamboo-like leg shot forward,
its delicate foot landing on the old man's hair scattered on the wall, pulling him back from the fall. The woman, already naked
, spread her legs wide, raising her right leg high, revealing her vulva completely to the old man's eyes
. Yet, she seemed unconcerned, merely staring coldly at him.
"But... Junior Sister Ke'er, please calm down. I apologize, I apologize, please?"
The old man said he apologized, but there was no remorse on his face. He stared blankly at the woman's vulva, drool
dripping from his mouth. Occasionally, he would stick out his nearly foot-long, thin tongue and lick his lips, clearly a lecherous scoundrel
. His bald head, with its sparse hair, was being stepped on by the "Junior Sister Ke'er" he was talking about. He couldn't move his head,
nor did he want to. His eyes were level with the woman's vulva, enjoying a feast for the eyes.
"When did you start peeping?" the woman said coldly.
"It started the moment your sickly husband opened his eyes and wanted to fuck you."
"Was it good?"
"Junior sister, you're good-looking. That sickly man is so boring. He came after only a few strokes. If it were me... Ouch,
ouch, don't stick it in, don't stick it in. There's not much hair left, ouch..."
"I'll teach you not to look again!" The woman saw that the old man's hair had fallen out a few more strands before she relaxed a little. One
foot was still stuck to the wall, showing no intention of letting go.
"I wouldn't dare, I wouldn't dare," the old man said, but in his heart, he
thought that even if all the hair on his head fell out, as long as he could still look, he must be doing well.
"What brings you here?" the woman said. "I've been wandering around the city lately, and I've occasionally seen people from the Qingyin Sect frequently
moving around Biancheng. A few days ago, I even saw the Sound Fairy in the south of the city, as if she was looking for something. I'm telling you
to be careful, so that no one discovers the location of the Phoenix Cry Stone."
Mentioning the Phoenix Cry Stone, the old man became a little more serious, but his eyes still didn't leave the fleshy crevice, as if
he were talking to the crevice.
The woman was used to his behavior and didn't change her expression, but when she heard "Sound Fairy," she was slightly surprised
: "That girl Yu Yin is here too?"
"Yes."
The Yu Yin the woman mentioned was the so-called Sound Fairy, the most outstanding figure among the new generation of young disciples of the Qingyin Sect
. The woman was not Zhao Ruo, but Ji Ke'er, the most outstanding female disciple of the Kuiyue Sect. The old man
was her fellow disciple, Yin Kui, who had a snake-like head and rat-like eyes, was half bald, and had his remaining hair tangled haphazardly,
making him extremely ugly. The Kuiyue Sect was a Taoist sect, and because its highest Taoist technique, the Phoenix Cry Technique, could summon the divine beast Vermilion Bird to the mortal realm
, it was considered one of the top sects among many Taoist sects. However, the conditions for cultivating the Phoenix Cry Technique were extremely harsh. The Kuiyue
Sect searched for thirty years before finding Ji Ke'er, who not only had extraordinary talent for cultivation but was also exquisitely beautiful, and was greatly
loved by the sect elders. She did not disappoint her disciples' high expectations, and within five years of joining the sect, she had mastered the Phoenix Cry Technique. However, because cultivating this technique required
the assistance of a Phoenix Cry Stone filled with the spiritual energy of the earth's veins, Ji Ke'er would periodically carry the Phoenix Cry Stone to
various caves throughout the land to absorb the spiritual energy of the earth's veins until the Phoenix Cry Stone was full before returning to the sect to cultivate. Originally
, collecting the earth's spiritual energy could be done discreetly by a disciple, but entering the mortal world is also part of cultivation, so most
of the time Ji Ke'er would personally descend the mountain. Upon discovering the earth's spiritual vein cave in the center of Biancheng, she hid within the city. Coincidentally,
the Zhao family suffered a tragic fate, so she used the name Zhao Ruo to hide in the Lü residence, becoming Lü Heng's wife. She was naturally beautiful and
had cultivated a gentle and refined temperament since childhood, completely captivating Lü Heng. The already weak Lü Heng, after their
marriage, would have intercourse with Ji Ke'er every day, unable to control himself, sometimes three to five times a night. Afterwards, seeing Ji Ke'er's radiant beauty,
he couldn't resist again, but unable to achieve an erection, he would spend the entire night caressing and manipulating Ji Ke'er's body, leaving not an inch of skin untouched, remaining
sleepless all night. Strangely, despite her supernatural powers, Ji Ke'er completely satisfied Lü Heng's every whim, letting him do as he pleased
, which infuriated Yin Kui, who had been hiding nearby, to the point of bursting with lust. Over the next two months, Lü Heng's health deteriorated
, yet he remained oblivious, living in a constant state of ecstasy. Judging from his condition, if this continued, he might not survive the year.
Ji Ke'er pondered for a moment, then said, "The Phoenix Cry Stone will take another three days to fill, and it has always
been a top secret of our sect. The Qingyin people probably wouldn't know about it. Their trip here shouldn't be because of our sect. Perhaps
there's something else in Biancheng that we haven't discovered yet. You must go down and find out for me, no matter what."
After speaking, seeing no response, she turned her gaze slightly forward. She saw Yin Kui gazing at her beautiful vulva
, panting heavily, his face flushed, sweat beading on his bald head. Ji Ke'er knew that Yin Kui was beyond control. Without
any visible movement from her, she simply exhaled a soft breath from her cherry lips, as sweet as orchids and musk, and let out a light laugh: "Hey."
Yin Kui was struck as if by lightning. Although his eyes had never left that camouflage-like crevice, his dazed
gaze gradually focused, and he regained some of his senses. He gasped, "Junior...Junior Sister...your tender spot
is glistening, and...and the semen your sick husband just ejaculated inside you is seeping out, you...you...you
..."
As Yin Kui spoke, he raised his hand towards the jade gate, but he was naturally shorter than others, and even if his clumsy hand was stretched
straight, it could not reach the jade gate. Despite his best efforts, it could only dangle between Ji Ke'er's slender thighs.
Seeing this, Ji Ke'er smiled slightly. She knew that Lü Heng had just ejaculated into her vagina, and that her earlier
action of grabbing his leg was a bit too forceful, inevitably causing the semen inside her to be squeezed out and splash onto her labia.
But she just wanted to tease this senior brother, deliberately letting him see this scene while not letting him touch her. Facing
the old man with his hands flailing between her thighs, Ji Ke'er finally couldn't help but burst into a seductive laugh.
"Senior brother, your words are truly eloquent, to describe your vaginal opening as a tender mark, how elegant!" Her voice was like
a spring breeze, smiling, seductive to the bone, extremely alluring.
"These are all the sect's unanimous evaluations of your little vulva, Junior Sister Ke'er! The pink flesh isn't overly plump, delicate and concealed
within, a clear, narrow passage, winding and twisting, sucking and writhing, like a tender clam, like the traces left by spring rain—this is called a 'tender mark'.
" "Hehe… I really didn't know my elders and brothers gave my little fleshy crevice such high praise, 'tender mark,' 'tender mark
…'"
Ji Ke'er repeated "tender mark" while looking between her legs, as if verifying this newly heard term
. At this moment, Yin Kui's face was covered in bulging veins, his eyes were bloodshot and about to burst, and his magnificent member bulged out, already a golden
pillar.
Ji Ke'er knew that if this continued, Yin Kui would surely be killed, his testicles shattered and his body destroyed. So she stopped teasing him and said,
"Then, Senior Brother, could you clean my jade vulva… oh… I mean, the tender mark!" Ji Ke'er narrowed her eyes, looking
at Yin Kui with alluring charm.
Yin Kui's eyes nearly spit fire, overjoyed, he exclaimed repeatedly, "What an honor! What an honor! Junior Sister, do you mean
you're with me?"
Ji Ke'er nodded, saying, "Don't forget the rules!"
Hearing the last two words, "rules," Yin Kui could no longer restrain himself. With a sudden surge of strength, he slammed into Ji
Ke'er's arms, burying his snake-like face in her alluring, deep cleavage. The two leaned back, pressed tightly together, still in
mid-air. Ji Ke'er's breasts were already wrapped in Yin Kui's long tongue, changing various shapes, while leaving rings of watery
foam that quickly covered her breasts, presumably saliva. Meanwhile, Yin Kui had somehow already drawn the
Immortal Binding Rope from his waist, binding his hands together and placing them between his hips with extraordinary speed, a skill that required countless repetitions
to achieve. As the two tumbled onto the soft bed, Yin Kui had already taken Ji Ke'er's right breast into his mouth,
tearing and biting at it, saliva flying from between his teeth with a smacking sound. And the strangest thing was that he...
While biting and nibbling at Ji Ke'er's right breast, his tongue moved to her left, seeking out the jade-like bud. He first
swirled it around on the nipple several times, then his tongue tip dipped inward, forming a small mouth shape, pressing hard against the nipple, pinching and squeezing it, shaking
and biting it like a storm. This contrasted sharply with his hands, which were bound between his legs and remained motionless, only
inches from Ji Ke'er's "tender marks," yet never reaching forward.
Yin Kui seemed frenzied, his movements becoming increasingly large and powerful, almost leaving bruises on her body.
Ji Ke'er, enduring all this, was like a wooden puppet, watching Yin Kui do as he pleased to her, treating it
merely as clothing covering her body, showing no interest whatsoever. After a long while, she grew bored and finally couldn't help but scold, "Why
don't you lick between my legs? Don't you like my tender marks? Go and cause trouble!
Do you think licking my breasts will make me happy?"
Yin Kui trembled upon hearing this and obediently released her breasts, moving her body downwards. Ji Ke'er also appropriately spread
her legs, revealing her infinitely beautiful vulva. With her legs spread, the scenery was fully revealed. Her alluring lower abdomen
was covered with downy pubic hair, not thick but neatly arranged. The vulva inside was fresh and pink, smooth as water,
without any other color, small and sweet, shaped like a fairy's cherry lips, smiling gently, giving people a feeling of being bathed in a spring breeze,
pure and innocent. It was even more than "as tender as a clam, as fresh as spring rain," indescribable. And between the vulva,
crystal clear lustful fluid mixed with whitish semen was slowly squeezed out, adding a touch of lewdness to the youthful innocence.
Despite having gazed upon the vulva countless times, Yin Kui remained irresistibly captivated, his tongue
lingering just two fingers' width from the labia, his saliva dried up. It wasn't until a pair of smooth, silky legs
encircled his neck, forcefully pushing him against the vulva, his lips pressed against the opening, that he snapped back to reality,
muttering incoherently about how this scene always stunned him.
However, Ji Ke'er completely ignored his praise, coldly scoffing, "Stuff your tongue in there, and if you don't
wreak havoc, see if I'll still submit to you!" Without
a second thought, Yin Kui thrust his tongue into the opening, swirling it amidst the vaginal fluid and semen. It must be said,
Yin Kui's tongue was truly extraordinary, long and agile, capable of various curls and stretches, and manipulated with ease. After
entering Ji Ke'er's flesh cave, he began to torment her, sometimes rotating at high speed, rubbing against the walls; sometimes folding and
thickening, thrusting; sometimes going straight for the heart of the matter, penetrating deep into her flesh cave, biting and sucking at her uterus.
Only then did the coldness on Ji Ke'er's face completely disappear, replaced by boundless pleasure, excitement, and desire
.
Her delicate face sometimes smiled seductively, sometimes looked pained, and sometimes showed unsatisfied desire, her moans and cries spreading
to every corner of the boudoir. Accompanying her heavenly moans was the copious amount of lustful fluid in her flesh cave; with each
moan, the fluid seemed to surge, soaking the soft pillows and quilts on the bed.
"Ah... um... oh oh oh... a little to the left, it itches... ah... deeper, all the way ... bite 　　 down... that's it... ah...
"
The moans gradually turned into lewd cries. As the penetration deepened, Ji Ke'er's expression approached its peak 　　. At this moment, her
whole body was flushed, her beauty beyond compare. 　　 Her legs pushed deeply inside, 　　while her slender waist pushed outwards, meeting 　　the vibrations of 　　her legs again and again. "Ah... ah ... Fortunately, he was a cultivator, his breath far 　　exceeding that of ordinary people. Knowing that he couldn't satisfy Ji Ke'er and thus couldn't escape, he had done everything in his power to make Ji Ke'er release her yin 　　essence as soon as possible, thus giving him a chance to escape danger. This time it worked, but Yin Kui's face was 　　now covered in a mottled mess, indistinguishable as to whether it was lustful fluid, yang essence, or Ji Ke'er's yin essence. 　　 However, after Yin Kui recovered his breath, a flush spread across his entire body, but he didn't release his yang essence. At this moment, his shock subsided and his desire surged back, 　　uncontrollable. He lost all reason, and in a flash of light, he broke free of the Immortal Binding Rope. He attacked Ji Ke'er's chest with both hands, grasping 　　her two jade breasts, and thrusting his waist upwards, ready to conquer her. Just as his jade turtle parted her labia, halfway in but not quite, 　　a cool sensation came from her neck. 　　 "Dare to come in, and I'll kill you with one sword!" 　　 Yin Kui awoke to find Ji Ke'er holding a celestial sword to her neck, radiating a chilling killing intent, her attitude unquestionable 　　. 　　 However, Yin Kui already had half his penis inside her vagina, feeling the pressure and warmth of the vaginal walls. His eyes 　　gleamed with deep resentment as he roared, "Why? Why do you never give it to me? You can give it to Master, 　　to Uncle-Master, to that sickly Lü Heng, even to that woodcutter in the sect, but I always have to 　　tie my own hands, bow my head, and lick your vagina clean. I can't even touch you! Why?" 　　 Yin Kui spoke with increasing force, completely unaware that he had already pinched bruises into Ji Ke'er's breasts. 　　 Ji Ke'er ignored Yin Kui's roars, only looking at her breasts, twisted and deformed by his pinching, and the gradually 　　appearing bruises. Her gaze was icy as she said indifferently, "So, you don't even 　　want to lick my vagina anymore?" 　　 Yin Kui trembled violently upon hearing this. He glanced at Ji Ke'er and himself, then trembled as he withdrew his hands, slowly withdrawing his penis 　　from her vagina. He stood at Ji Ke'er's bedside like a child who had committed a terrible crime, his eyes already wet, though it was unclear whether it was regret 　　or grievance. 　　 Only then did Ji Ke'er slowly move away from the immortal sword and look at Yin Kui's lower body. Seeing that his penis was still erect and swollen 　　, she breathed a sigh of relief, withdrew her icy gaze, and like a kitten, crawled between Yin Kui's legs. She opened 　　her delicate mouth and took the iron-like penis into her mouth, carefully manipulating it. Only after a large amount of semen had flowed into her mouth did she 　　look up at Yin Kui with the semen in her mouth. Because of the excessive amount of fluid, a considerable amount of semen was squeezed out of Ji Ke'er's mouth, but 　　she frowned and swallowed it all. She stood up, dressed, and left the room as if nothing had happened 　　.

However, Yin Kui realized that even if Ji Ke'er didn't strike him down with her sword the next time, his Dao heart would inevitably be shattered, and he would
die. He sat blankly on the edge of the bed until the sun was high in the sky before glancing towards the door with lingering fear. He knew that Ji Ke'er's
cultivation was so profound that she could break his Dao heart and take his life with a mere gesture, and he was filled with dread.
Inside the west wing of the Lü mansion, there was a commotion, with soft groans and bursts of roars, but no one in the entire mansion noticed.
Chapter Two: Military Violence
After leaving the west wing, Ji Ke'er resumed her demeanor as a virtuous wife and daughter-in-law. She became the widow of the Lü family, serving her elders, offering sacrifices to her ancestors, and
managing the household affairs, just like any ordinary person. Although there were still two or three servants in the Lü mansion, they had all gone to the city to find manual labor
to exchange for grain, oil, and military ration coupons to support the Lü mansion's daily expenses, so the household chores fell to Ji Ke'er.
For Ji Ke'er, who possessed profound Taoist skills, these daily chores were naturally a piece
of cake. After lunch, she had already managed the entire mansion in perfect order. In the side courtyard, she was helping Madam Lü take a walk in the inner room. Suddenly, the main
gate outside the courtyard slammed open with a loud "bang," followed by the sound of hurried footsteps, probably about twenty people. Entering the side courtyard,
they found a small squad of soldiers, ten soldiers on each side in two rows, their expressions grim. They looked around and finally spotted Ji
Ke'er.
"Is that Zhao Ruo, the daughter-in-law of the Lü family?" one of the soldiers shouted.
At this moment, Ji Ke'er was dressed in coarse linen, wrapped up tightly, concealing her unparalleled beauty under her turban. Moreover, her back
was to the army, so the soldiers couldn't see her face at all. However, the slender figure that could not be hidden under her undeniably rough clothing
still made the soldiers' eyes flash with a sharp light.
"This is the woman."
"Commander Gu, the person has been found!"
The soldier who spoke shouted loudly towards the courtyard gate, and then a
middle-aged burly man, five feet tall and five feet wide, with a full beard, a large belly, and a pigeon-toed gait, walked in. Judging from his voice, this was the so-called Commander Gu.
The soldier who had spoken earlier saw Commander Gu approaching and immediately scurried to the burly man's side,
whispering something in his ear like a smug little devil. After listening, the burly man patted the soldier's arm in encouragement, then strode towards Ji Ke'er.
"You are Zhao Ruo?" The burly man's voice was rough and hoarse, sounding extremely unpleasant. Ji Ke'er
bowed slightly in acknowledgment.
"I am Gu Yishan, the commander of the Biancheng garrison. Turn around and take off your headscarf and handkerchief."
Ji Ke'er slowly turned around, and as instructed, removed her headscarf and handkerchief, revealing her unparalleled beauty.
"What business does Commander have with this humble woman?"
An unusual silence fell; no one present could answer. The moment Ji Ke'er removed her headscarf, all
the soldiers, including Commander Gu, were stunned into a daze by her beauty and demeanor. Gu Yishan
had received news that the daughter-in-law of the Lü family in the west of the city was stunningly beautiful and had a graceful figure. He had originally intended to capture her and present her to the city lord for personal gain,
but he hadn't expected this woman to possess such breathtaking beauty. For a moment, everyone was mesmerized, and it wasn't until a quarter of an hour later that they
slowly came to their senses.
"Madam Lü… no, Miss Zhao, your fairy-like beauty… I… the city lord has long heard of you and admired you greatly. I have specially
prepared a banquet to entertain Miss Zhao. Would you do me the honor?" Gu Yishan was a rough man with limited literacy; his original intention was simply to
capture someone and present her to his lord to please his superiors. Stunned by Ji Ke'er's beauty, he stammered for a long time, managing to cobble together
a few words, revealing his true feelings
. Fortunately, he was thick-skinned and had a lot of stubble, so he only showed half his face in embarrassment, preventing himself from making a complete fool of himself. Just
as Ji Ke'er was about to reply, her right hand was grasped by Madam Lü beside her. She moved it to Madam Lü's ear and
said, "Since this group of people has come, I have to go, otherwise, the Lü family will be finished."
Madam Lü immediately trembled, tears welling up in her eyes, and her grip on the hand tightened, but in the end, she
had to let go.
Ji Ke'er stepped forward and said, "I hope you will not harm my family."
Gu Yishan knew immediately that his plan had succeeded, and immediately had a private sedan chair brought out to take Ji Ke'er out of the Lü residence,
heading straight for the inner city.
Madam Lü was heartbroken and indignant, watching Gu Yishan ride a tall horse beside the sedan chair, his eyes fixed
on the curtain, as if trying to see through it to the fairy-like face inside. The mere thought of her willow-leaf
eyebrows, phoenix eyes, red lips, and thin teeth made his blood boil, burning unbearably. He thought, "Such a fairy
is practically at my fingertips; how can I let her escape without taking a bite?" Then he thought, "She's my
capital for promotion and wealth. If I offer her to the city lord, I might become a general, and if things go well, becoming a king or nobleman
isn't out of the question." Then he considered, "Why not just take her first, then offer her to the city lord? That way, I can kill two birds with one stone—both
be romantic and gain promotion." However, he also feared that such an action would be reported by his subordinates, angering the city lord,
and he might lose his life instead of getting the chicken. Should he take her, or offer her up?
While Gu Yishan on horseback was still struggling with this dilemma, Ji Ke'er in the sedan chair remained calm and composed, showing no sign of tension.
She rested her chin on her right hand, twirling a strand of hair behind her ear with her left, and casually
asked a question from the empty corner of the sedan chair: "Did you arrange this again?"
"Yes...it was arranged beforehand...I didn't expect..."
A response came out of nowhere from the corner; the voice could only belong to Yin Kui. He had just
woken up from the west wing when he discovered that Ji Ke'er had already left with the army. He hurriedly caught up and hid in the corner of the sedan chair
. He had been the one who had leaked the information about the exceptional beauty of the Lü family's daughter-in-law to Gu Yishan, intending to amuse himself
. He knew that Ji Ke'er, aside from letting him clean her vagina after having sex with other men
, would never actually let him have sex with her. Therefore, by arranging for Ji Ke'er to engage in
carnal acts with other men, he could see her as much as possible and then lick her private parts afterward. Yin Kui knew perfectly well
that his wicked thoughts wouldn't escape Ji Ke'er's notice, since she had never seen him do anything to her. When she was in a good mood, she even
tolerated him secretly watching her being tormented by men. Therefore, he naturally assumed that Ji Ke'er acquiesced to
the various arrangements he made to satisfy his lust for her body. Later, he not only arranged men for Ji Ke'er but
also orchestrated the atmosphere. For example, Lü Heng was one of the men Yin Kui arranged for Ji Ke'er; he was forced to serve in the army to protect the Lü family.
Leaving was all about creating the right atmosphere. He constantly crafted various atmospheres to make things more enjoyable for himself,
using any means necessary to satisfy his desires, such as being raped by a villain or being abused by a group of men.
He carried out these wicked schemes with smug satisfaction and without restraint, not only because he believed Ji Ke'er had tacit approval, but also because he was confident
that even if he angered Ji Ke'er and was targeted for assassination, he could escape unscathed thanks to his own cultivation.
Now, Ji Ke'er had shattered that illusion. Her mere seduction was enough to destroy his Dao heart, and once that heart
was broken, he would either become a cripple or die instantly, his very soul annihilated. How could he dare to carry out such
schemes again? Therefore, seeing Ji Ke'er fall into his earlier trap again, his heart pounded in his chest,
he dared not even breathe, and spoke haltingly.
"Go and investigate what's going on in Biancheng that made Yu Yin of the Qingyin Sect personally come down the mountain."
"Oh... I understand." Yin Kui, hearing this tone, didn't seem too displeased, and his heart slowly calmed down.
"If you don't handle this well, I'll settle the score with you for this morning as well."
Yin Kui's face turned purple, and he only said "Yes" before hurriedly retreating, and the sedan chair returned to silence.
Ji Ke'er had given the order on one side, and Gu Yishan on the other side had also made up his mind.
"Even if I lose my life, I must do this woman!"
As the saying goes, once a person's determination is firm, things can be accomplished.
Gu Yishan ordered his men to turn towards the east of the city, where Biancheng's granary used to be, but now it was just for display.
The grain inside had long been requisitioned, leaving only three acres of empty houses. After everyone had entered, Gu Yishan
personally locked the warehouse door behind him, ordered his men to clear a space ten feet wide, lay out soft cushions, and then turned to the crowd, saying,
"Having seen Miss Zhao's beautiful face, your 'things' must be throbbing with desire, right? Would you like to have a night with Miss Zhao?"
These soldiers were originally a motley crew with lax discipline. Ever since seeing Ji Ke'er's beauty, they had been filled with
lustful thoughts, their 'parts' throbbing even more painful than Gu Yishan's. Hearing their commander's words, how could they refuse? Those with slightly weaker willpower
even began to throw off their armor. Gu Yishan had taken in everyone's ugly behavior before devising a plan. He wanted both beauty
and promotion, and the safest way was to drag his colleagues and subordinates into it. Only then could he confidently
offer the beauty to the city lord without being reported by anyone with ulterior motives—a two-birds-with-one-stone strategy.
"Everything has its order. I'm the commander, I'll start, then it's your turn. Hu Si, take your stuff
back, you think you can beat me?" The words started like a commander's, but turned into a roar. After the roar, he
glared fiercely at Hu Si. It seemed this guy named Hu Si wouldn't have a good
life from now on.
Gu Yishan slowly walked to the sedan chair, but froze two steps away. He had just declared he wanted to have his way with Ji Ke'er,
and after he finished, he would have his twenty men take turns—he was utterly inhuman. But facing the sedan chair,
he feared offending the beauty and didn't know how to speak.
He was a lecherous scoundrel trying to act like a gentleman.
The surrounding soldiers were burning with desire, but dared not act rashly, so they could only stand there anxiously. The entire granary was silent.
At this moment, Ji Ke'er stepped out of the sedan chair, her figure graceful and captivating. Once she stood still, she turned
to look at the crowd, her expression calm and composed, as if she were admiring a flower rather than facing dozens of lecherous men. The men
looked at her as if she were a fairy descended from heaven, feeling ashamed and lowering their heads, unable to meet her gaze, yet secretly captivated.
"I know the intentions of you gentlemen, and to protect my family, I dare not disobey. I only hope that after you are finished, I can
continue to be a wife and mother, serving my ancestors, and not be separated from my family. That would be enough for me. In the future,
if you gentlemen have any needs, I will do my best to satisfy them. I hope you will grant my request."
Ji Ke'er spoke with a voice full of longing and sorrow, a voice that seemed to melt the hearts of the twenty or so burly men present, making them
reluctant to harm her. However, seeing Ji Ke'er slowly remove her clothes one by one, until only
her undergarments and underpants remained, lust once again overwhelmed their minds, and they reverted to their beastly nature.
The first to extend his lecherous claws was Gu Yishan, who was standing nearby. He embraced Ji Ke'er from behind, his right hand already
slipping inside her bodice, reaching for her high, firm breasts. He caressed
them with the delicate caress of a precious, fragile piece of porcelain, leaving no part untouched. Her breasts, like bamboo shoots, were round, smooth,
soft yet elastic. Their shape and touch were the ultimate pleasure, indescribably exquisite. His left hand was not
idle either, lightly stroking her slender waist. Ji Ke'er's face was flushed,
her expression a mixture of grievance and helpless submission, perfectly embodying the image of a submissive wife bowing to her family. This not only
aroused the soldiers' pity but also thoroughly ignited their lust. If it weren't for the meager discipline they had cultivated through training
, these soldiers would have rushed towards Ji Ke'er's alluring figure like wild beasts.
Gu Yishan's face was flushed red. He opened his mouth and stuck out his saliva-covered tongue, licking Ji Ke'er's pink neck
inch by inch from bottom to top. His right hand continued to gently massage her breasts, but the area had narrowed to the center of her breasts
, pinching the nipples and swirling them up and down. His left hand slowly moved down from her slender waist,
lingering briefly at her delicate navel, before slipping inside her panties. First, he touched the smooth, silky pubic hair,
smoothing it slightly. When the softness filled his fingers, he gently picked up a tuft and
rubbed it between his thumb and forefinger for five breaths. Then, he flattened his palm and explored deeper. Finally, he touched
the vulva he had longed for. With a gentle touch, the labia pressed tightly against his fingers, feeling incredibly soft
, almost melting his fingers.
"Mmm..."
The moment her palm touched her labia, Ji Ke'er let out a soft moan, unable to suppress it. That one sound was enough to make
Gu Yishan, who had been trying so hard to maintain his gentlemanly demeanor, lose all restraint. His desire surged forth like a river bursting its banks, like a landslide
, and his movements became increasingly rough and forceful. He gritted his teeth and took her cherry
lips into his mouth, his right hand frantically squeezing her breasts until they were deformed and twisted, while his left hand desperately rubbed her vulva back and forth. Gu Yishan was like
a ravenous demon, frantically devouring Ji Ke'er before him.
The soldiers on either side, seeing such a naked scene, felt as if a million ants were crawling all over them, and they tore off their clothes, revealing...
His erect penis gleamed. Those with weaker willpower even lost control of their ejaculation.
Gu Yishan could no longer restrain himself. He immediately pushed Ji Ke'er down onto the prepared cushion, tore off her remaining
undergarments and panties, and without bothering to admire her beautiful body, he placed his hands on Ji Ke'er's knees and spread them apart to the left
and right, exposing her vulva to his body. He then thrust his penis into the small opening at the lower part of her vulva
.
Instantly, several more soldiers lost control, ejaculating thick yellow semen.
Gu Yishan never expected the beauty's vagina to be so close. Despite using so much force, he couldn't push all the way in.
His penis had just parted the labia and entered an inch when it encountered immense resistance. Feeling the pressure from his penis,
Gu Yishan almost lost control of his ejaculation. In his life, he had never encountered such a divine cave. Not only was it tight, but
the powerful, oppressive force of its fleshy walls, distributed evenly across his entire penis, felt like being
kissed or bitten by countless young maidens—a sensation that could kill a man.
As his penis slowly penetrated deeper, Gu Yishan realized he had underestimated the destructive power of Ji Ke'er's vagina.
Every inch he went in, the sensation spiraled outwards from the initial penetration, only to
be replaced by a fresh new sensation, repeating endlessly, a pleasure that felt like death. Gu Yishan held back his ejaculation
, finally managing to fully penetrate Ji Ke'er's body after much effort. He was now panting heavily, lying on top of her
, afraid to move lest he ejaculate.
Meanwhile, the other soldiers surrounded the two, some even beginning to caress Ji Ke'er's body.
Her breasts received the most attention, followed by her buttocks, then her inner thighs, hands, and feet.
He didn't know when or which soldier had pressed their lips to Ji Ke'er's, and was desperately sucking
the moisture from her mouth. By the time Gu Yishan caught his breath and realized what was happening, things had reached an unstoppable point,
and he had no intention of stopping. He pulled his body back, slowly withdrawing his penis from her vagina. A pleasure, the
opposite of the initial penetration, surged through him, making him dare not hesitate. He accelerated his retreat, then thrust in again at full speed, beginning
the real process of penetration.
Although Gu Yishan tried his best to hold his ground, in Ji Ke'er's heavenly, dreamlike vagina, he ultimately couldn't last
more than thirty rounds before giving in. He himself hadn't expected it to be so fast, so incredibly fast
. He sat blankly on the ground, watching the soldiers take his place, still unable to believe
what was happening before his eyes.
The soldiers went mad, disregarding the brothers beside them who had shared hardships and life-and-death experiences,
brothers closer than blood relatives. Each was only concerned with the beautiful woman before them, scrambling and fighting to secure a spot for their own pleasure. But
Ji Ke'er, caught in the crowd, suffered greatly. Sometimes she was grabbed and roughly groped, sometimes her mouth
was stuffed with penises, sometimes she was tossed and turned…
until all the soldiers had ejaculated, only then did they release her.
Ji Ke'er looked at the men lying on the ground around her, let out a mournful cry, and slowly stood up. Her hair
, face, and body were now covered in thick, white or yellow semen, but instead of looking dirty, she appeared even more alluring.
She roughly brushed the dirt off her body, leaving streaks, then glanced at the crowd and
said, "I have satisfied your desires, gentlemen. I hope you will spare my family.
I thank you all for your great kindness."
Gu Yishan looked around at the crowd, took a deep breath, and said, "Miss Zhao... Miss Zhao, you are overthinking it. Those bastards
offended you just now. They deserved a beating. I will definitely teach them a lesson when I get back and make sure they won't
bother your household again." He hesitated for a moment, then added, "I wonder if I could...
meet with you again in the future?"
"I will certainly entertain you with all my heart and not disappoint you."
Gu Yishan's eyes lit up upon hearing this. He laughed for a moment, then winked at the crowd and said, "It's rare to find Miss Zhao so understanding . Why
don't you pack up and send Miss Zhao back to her residence?"
The crowd understood perfectly. This was a clear indication that they could take her body at will and enjoy the pleasures of their penises. So
they quickly packed up and sent the beauty back.
On the way back, Gu Yishan no longer rode a horse, but rode in a sedan chair with Ji Ke'er, ostensibly to help her clean herself, but
actually to take advantage of her body, and couldn't help but indulge in some lewd thoughts. In any case, they finally got her to the vicinity of the Lü residence.
Fearing that her family would be disturbed by the soldiers again, Ji Ke'er chose to stop two turns away from the Lü residence,
sent Gu Yishan and the others away, and then slowly walked towards the Lü residence.
Looking at her home, she knew that something had happened at the Lü residence.
Chapter 3 Xuanji
Two hundred steps away from the Lü residence, but with Ji Ke'er's keen hearing, she could already clearly hear the sound of weeping inside
. When she entered the main hall, she saw the servants kneeling and wailing in the hall, and in the middle lay Madam Lü and Lü
Heng, their faces as white as paper, already dead. It turned out that when Lü Heng returned from the academy and learned that his wife had been taken away by the army,
he was overcome with grief and anger and couldn't catch his breath. Being frail, he collapsed to the ground, unable to rise.
Seeing this, his mother, Lady Lü, was also overwhelmed by the shock and passed away as well. With the mother and son of the Lü family dead one after another, and his newlywed wife also
taken away by the army, the entire Lü household was thrown into chaos. Only a few servants, remembering past favors, stayed to handle the aftermath,
leading to the scene described above. Ji Ke'er, upon learning of the consequences of her past kindness, wore mourning clothes and instructed the servants on their
tasks, dismissing everyone else and remaining in the hall to offer sacrifices.
As night fell, Ji Ke'er returned to the west wing. She was still wearing mourning clothes, her head resting on her hands, her eyes closed
, lying on the bed as if in a trance. However, her lower body was completely uncovered, her legs bent and spread wide apart,
a stark contrast to her expression, making her appear particularly unusual. The filthy old man's genitals were probing Ji
Ke'er's vagina with his unusually long tongue, occasionally scooping out large clumps of bright yellow liquid.
His hands were, of course, self-bound as usual, the only difference being that they were bound more
tightly and strictly than before.
"How many men have ejaculated on you? The smell is so mixed."
"Don't you know the people you've been with?" Ji Ke'er said calmly.
"I...I...I..." Yin Kui stammered, his movements slowing abruptly.
"Don't just stand there, there's still a lot more inside. Also, what are the results of your investigation into Biancheng?"
"It's still unclear, but what's certain is that no great treasure has been unearthed. Recently, besides that girl Yu Yin, I've also
seen several of Xuanji's disciples walking around the city, seemingly investigating something, and they didn't look too good. I think the reason Biancheng
has become so lively is mostly related to them."
"Oh? Isn't Xuanji known as the number one in the Daoist sect? Is there anyone who dares to cause them trouble?"
"I'm not too sure about that, but...but..."
"Just say what you have to say, don't dawdle."
"I...I heard that Master Lingtong has also come to Biancheng. You, perhaps you could ask him." Yin Kui spoke
timidly, as if afraid of offending Ji Ke'er and bringing trouble upon himself.
It's no wonder he acted this way. This Mr. Lingtong was an extraordinary figure in the cultivation world. Regardless of his actual cultivation level, his
extensive information network was unparalleled. There was little he didn't know about the affairs of the cultivation world; that's how he
got his name. However, he wasn't interested in cultivation techniques or treasures; he only enjoyed collecting information and beautiful women. To get anything
useful from him, one had to focus on these two aspects. Yin Kui was afraid that Ji Ke'er would think he had deliberately arranged for Mr. Lingtong to
meet her, which was why he spoke so cautiously—after all, he had a long history of such behavior.
However, Ji Ke'er didn't have such thoughts at all. In her usual calm tone, she said, "
I'd also like to meet this extraordinary person, Mr. Lingtong. Arrange it for me." After saying that, she returned to her meditative state.
About the time it takes for an incense stick to burn, the door to the west wing opened, and Ji Ke'er emerged. Her lower body was naked,
but clean; even her pubic hair was smooth and neatly arranged, as if she had just been washed. A
gentle breeze rippled through her lower body. She walked step by step towards a small pond in front of the west wing, her movements graceful and
light, like a fairy strolling. Reaching the pond, she turned her head to the west wing, her beauty and elegance indescribable.
"Senior Brother Yin Kui, would you like to bathe with your junior sister in this pond?"
The door creaked open, revealing Yin Kui's incredulous face.
"Tonight I've suddenly felt a surge of interest, um… my breasts are for you." Ji Ke'er smiled slightly, displaying her unparalleled beauty.
There was no reply; only a "plop" sound as Yin Kui jumped into the pond, burying his face in Ji Ke'er's
breasts.
Three days have passed since the departure of the Lü family mother and son. In these three days, Gu Yishan has entered the Lü family mansion no less than five times.
He learned that the Lü family servants had been dismissed, leaving only Ji Ke'er in the mansion
. With no more reservations, he was overjoyed. This was his sixth time entering the Lü family gates. He recalled dragging Ji Ke'er to
the backyard that morning, stripping her naked, making her bend over, and placing her hands on the trunk of a paulownia tree. From behind,
he had pleasured her tender vulva with unrestrained ecstasy, making him grin from ear to ear. Over the past two days, he had become more familiar with Ji Ke'er's body
, and his stamina had improved, from twenty or thirty thrusts at the beginning to over a hundred now
. Thinking of the perfect body before him bouncing back and forth with his hip movements,
Gu Yishan couldn't help but sigh at the sight. Just as she was thinking about how she was determined to go through a hundred rounds this time,
she discovered that the Lü residence was deserted, with no one left.
At this moment, Ji Ke'er was in a temple in the southernmost part of Biancheng. From the outside, the temple appeared dilapidated and on the verge
of collapse; one could even see a half-broken statue of what was possibly Buddha or Bodhisattva on the high platform of the hall. However,
once inside, it was a well-equipped, clean, and scholarly wooden room built of brown sandalwood
. The difference between the inside and outside was so vast that it was almost unbelievable.
In a side hall of the wooden room was a black desk, before which sat a middle-aged man who looked like a scholar, around forty years old, with
fairly regular features. Opposite the middle-aged man was Ji Ke'er, who had already left the Lü residence.
"I never imagined that Mr. Lingtong was such a refined person; in this art of shaping and creating, Ke'er is far inferior." The
middle-aged man who looked like a scholar was none other than Mr. Lingtong.
"Your Highness is one of the 'Three Fairies' of the world, the 'Phoenix Fairy.' Isn't that too much of an honor for you, you pedantic fellow?
You've cultivated to the level of eighty-one Phoenix Cry Stones, which is the Nine-Nine Cloud Realm, and you're about to step into the Divine Firmament Realm
. When it comes to cultivation, you pedantic fellow and Your Highness are worlds apart."
Ji Ke'er was taken aback, but her face remained impassive.
"Sir, you are indeed a master of the world. You saw through Ke'er's secrets at a glance, and yet you've remained at peace with so many secrets.
Before you, I dare not accept the title of 'Fairy.' To be honest, I
've come here to ask you to inquire about something."
"With your fairy-like appearance, of course you can get any information from me, but..." Master Lingtong
stared unabashedly at Ji Ke'er's chest, as if trying to see into her pure white bosom. Then he raised his hand and pinched
the short mustache under his lips, his scholarly air completely gone.
"I understand your rules, sir," Ji Ke'er replied with a knowing smile.
With a flick of his sleeve, the scenery before him instantly distorted and transformed. In less than a breath, the wooden room became
a side room, the desk a soft couch, and around the couch a warm pool shrouded in rising white mist. The transformation was
truly astonishing.
"Sour rotten, come and help the fairy undress," Master Lingtong said politely, extending his right hand.
"Thank you, sir," Ji Ke'er responded with her slender hand.
The scene resembled a lover grinding ink for his beloved, adding a touch of tender affection and a romantic atmosphere
.
Master Lingtong took Ji Ke'er's hand and helped her up, turning her around. He carefully untied the sash at her waist,
his hands reaching around her back, grasping her collar and pulling it down to reveal her smooth, silky shoulders. He then lightly kissed
them. As the robe fell to the ground, his hands slipped inside her undergarments, climbing up her soft, peach-like breasts,
kneading them from the outside in.
"Sir, you're really impatient," Ji Ke'er laughed.
"Your beauty is enough to shake the heavens and the earth; I'm too much of a gentleman," the Spirit Master replied.
As he spoke, he moved his hands down, one hand grabbing her buttocks from behind, the other lifting her panties from the front
and probing deeper until it covered her exquisite vulva.
Ji Ke'er didn't reply, but leaned her head slightly against the Spirit Master, appearing as docile as a kitten.
This demeanor was enough to drive any man in the world mad.
The Spirit Master didn't go mad, but he was clearly losing control. He removed all the remaining clothing from Ji Ke'er
, walked to her, embraced her, and kissed her exquisitely sculpted face. His tongue
parted her lips, greedily sucking the celestial nectar from her mouth.
"Mmm...mmm..." Accompanied by Ji Ke'er's kitten-like murmurs were soft sucking sounds.
"Would the fairy wish to bathe with the sour and rotten?"
At this moment, Ji Ke'er had completely transformed into a kitten, leaning weakly against the Spirit Master, only able to
nod slightly in response. The Spirit Master led Ji Ke'er slowly into the warm pool, the water only a little over three feet deep, barely 　　reaching their crotches
after entering .
The psychic first scooped up a handful of pool water and
gently brushed it a few times from Ji Ke'er's pubic hair towards her vulva. Then, he slowly helped her sit in the pool, his chest pressed against her back as he sat behind her
. He used her buttocks to tightly grip his already taut and swollen penis, then spread her
legs and inserted his right middle and index fingers into her vagina, stroking the inner vulva. With each deeper insertion and caress
, Ji Ke'er's body moved rhythmically, inadvertently squeezing the psychic's penis tighter and tighter,
until it was pressed against her anus at the bottom of her buttocks. The psychic could also feel
the protruding, chrysanthemum-like anus at the bottom of Ji Ke'er's buttocks through his penis. Both of Ji Ke'er's most secret and intimate openings gave him incredible
sensations—equally soft and tight, yet different in their intensity—almost causing him to ejaculate.
At this moment, the psychic realized the immense allure of Ji Ke'er's body and her private parts. He was no
ordinary man, after all; he immediately lifted Ji Ke'er off the cliff.
"The fairy's abilities are a hundred times more powerful than I imagined. Let's go to the couch and let Suanfu fully experience
the fairy's charm, shall we?"
"I am at your command, sir." Ji Ke'er's eyes were alluring, already in the mood.
The two then left the warm pool. As soon as they reached the couch, the pool water slid off their bodies, leaving only a moist ,
warm feeling. Master Lingtong had Ji Ke'er lie beneath him, placing himself in the middle. His left hand rubbed her breasts, his right hand massaged her vulva. When some fluid
began to seep out, he erected his penis, aimed at her vulva, parted her labia, and cautiously
probed deeper, like savoring tea. When the penis was fully inside her vagina, the overwhelming pressure and warmth from all sides
forced Master Lingtong to take a deep breath, calm himself, and then proceed to penetrate further
. As the penis slowly penetrated deeper, the unique spiraling sensation within Ji Ke'er's vagina once again shocked Mr. Lingtong
's mind. He frowned, his eyes filled with unwavering resolve, his expression as if facing a formidable enemy—
like a warrior preparing for a final battle, Ji Ke'er's vagina the battlefield.
In less than ten breaths, Mr. Lingtong was drenched in sweat, his expression unwavering
until his penis was fully inside her, at which point his face relaxed slightly. He swiftly withdrew
his left hand, which had been pinching Ji Ke'er's nipple, and clenched it in front of his chest, conjuring a bamboo scroll out of thin air. Then, his right hand, which had been supporting Ji Ke'er's thigh
, also withdrew, snapped his fingers, and grasped a delicate calligraphy brush. He then
wrote the five large characters "Nine Curves of Dreams" on the scroll.
"What is that?" Ji Ke'er had never seen a man write with his penis inside her before, so she shed her
feline innocence and asked curiously.
"The Record of Fairy Beauties" paused, then continued, "I have compiled a book of all the women in the world with fairy-like beauty,
so that future generations may know of their unparalleled beauty."
"Will anyone read this book?"
"Daji was an unparalleled empress, yet most people only remember her stunning beauty,
regretting that they could not see her in person. Fairy, do you think anyone will read it?"
"Then what does 'Nine Bends of the Dream' mean?" Ji Ke'er asked with a smile.
"The Dao has nine bends, a bitter dream. That's my current feeling. Apart from the Jade Fairy's Ruyi Qihun Dao,
there is currently no other Dao in the world that can compare."
"This 'Dao' is actually the vagina. So, you've already slept with that bitch Sisi?" Ji Ke'er said,
seemingly surprised, but not out of genuine astonishment.
Mr. Lingtong, however, did not answer Ji Ke'er's question.
"Fairy, you want to know why so many cultivators have been appearing in Biancheng lately, right?" Without waiting for an answer, he continued
, "The Xuanji Dao Sect has held the top position in the cultivation world for a thousand years, inevitably offending other sects along the way.
Now, with Xuanji Star weakened for ten thousand years, they've seized this opportunity, led by Wushan, to unite the eight major Daoist sects—Shimen, Fengyuan, Zhuji,
etc.—along with many smaller sects, to launch a joint attack on the Xuanji Dao Sect. They've also called on other sects that have been pressured by Xuanji
to join. There are ten Xuanji disciples in a cave ten miles west of Biancheng. Any sect interested in joining can go inside and use their unique
skills to kill them, both to humiliate the Xuanji Dao Sect and to show their stance. Of course, the cave entrance is
guarded by Ling Daoren of Wushan; if you want to save them, you must get past him."
As he spoke, Mr. Lingtong rushed into Ji Ke'er's cave, as if conducting a transaction.
"Are we just going to leave the old monsters of Xuanji like this?"
"First, we need to make arrangements for the weakening period of Xuanji Star. Second, Daoist Ling is stationed at the cave entrance; he's no
pushover. For a few insignificant disciples, they wouldn't abandon the sect just because they
care about the old monsters of Xuanji."
After saying this, Master Lingtong shut his mouth and diligently began his work. Ji Ke'er knew he had said all he needed to say, so she didn't
press him. She wrapped her legs around his waist, silently enduring his thrusts, occasionally arching her back to meet his advances.
After nearly three hundred rounds of back-and-forth, Master Lingtong's body tensed, and a surge of yang essence shot into Ji
Ke'er's body. He then climbed on top of her, breathing heavily, "Two hundred and ninety-nine, what a coincidence, just
like Fairy Yu."
Ten miles west of Biancheng, in the mountains, there was a loess slope with a cave in the center. Outside the cave stood
two young disciples, a man and a woman. The man was of average appearance, wearing a blue Taoist robe; the woman was exceptionally beautiful, with a radiant smile.
She was voluptuous, wearing a beige Taoist skirt with a very low neckline that revealed a deep cleavage, making the male disciples beside her practically
drool. The male disciples jogged alongside her, their faces pleading.
"Senior Sister Qian'er, our Tonglu Sect has already declared our allegiance and will join your Wushan Taoism in attacking Xuanji
. Please, have mercy and give in to me," a Tonglu Sect disciple said.
"Doesn't Senior Brother Mingjian's Tonglu Sect doctrine require virgins to cultivate Taoism in order to achieve harmony between heaven and man?" the
female disciple named Qian'er said.
"It's all because you're so beautiful, Senior Sister Qian'er. For you, Mingjian would rather give up the Great Dao."
"You have such a sweet tongue."
"I'm speaking from the bottom of my heart, Senior Sister Qian'er, no, Qian'er, just give in to me."
"I don't believe it," Qian'er glanced at Mingjian and said, "Master Ling said that all those who express their stance
must be assigned. I'll take you to the gathering place first." Then she summoned her flying sword and flew westward.
Hearing "Master Ling" from Qian'er's mouth, the disciple named Mingjian immediately shut his mouth and stood up. He followed
behind Qian'er and rode away on his sword.
After flying less than three hundred miles, they saw a person standing on the clouds ahead, looking at
them with murderous intent.
"Cloud Sect Flying Sword—Fu Lei, state your name so I can build you two graves after you die." The person standing on the clouds
said this, his voice as sharp as a sword being drawn from its sheath.
Qian'er and Mingjian's hearts tightened simultaneously. They knew the person before them was
an outstanding disciple of the younger generation of the Yun Sect, a life-or-death alliance of the
Xuanji Daoist sect. Although not as famous as the "Three Fairies," the title of Yun Sect Flying Sword was not to be ignored even by some minor Daoist sect leaders, let alone the two of them. Qian'er knew that even if "Daoist Ling" sensed the attack
and rushed over immediately, he wouldn't be able to stop the flying sword in time. The best-case scenario would be killing the Yun Sect Flying Sword to avenge her. In
any case, she wasn't confident she could withstand the opponent's lightning-fast sword strike.
Qian'er looked helplessly at Mingjian: "If I can get through this, I'll submit to you.
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