[The Ancestor of the Hehuan Family] Chapter Twenty-Two: Happiness and Harmony

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Chapter Twenty-Two: Happiness and Harmony
Mountains and plains, trenches and islands—wherever there is spiritual energy, there are cultivators. There are nine great righteous sects in the world, the first being Buddhism
. Its main hall is on Five Finger Mountain, with side halls scattered across the continent. Buddhism has numerous disciples and many masters, yet they are exceptionally low-key,
all practicing good deeds and traveling the world.
Second is Kunlun, nestled within the Kunlun Mountains, a vast and ethereal landscape teeming with countless demonic beasts. It is
a semi-reclusive sect, only revealed during its recruitment of disciples.
Third is Emei, with a celestial palace built on Mount Emei. Because it recruits only female disciples, it can be said that marriage alliances are widespread throughout
the world. Connected together, it is a force to be reckoned with.
Fourth is Piaomiao, its mountain gate's location unknown. Within its cave are five lineages, each with a single lineage, traveling the world
. The lineage leaders are at least at the Integration Stage or higher, making it exceptionally mysterious. Strangely, this sect has
the most ascensions to date, with nineteen ascension ancestors over tens of thousands of years.
The fifth is Xuanyuan, a sword sect whose mountain gate is located in the immortal palace of the Xuanyuan Kingdom. Their Xuanyuan Sword Formation is exceptionally exquisite.
The sixth is Hongfu, whose mountain gate is located on Hongfu Mountain, the highest peak on the continent. Their martial arts are unparalleled
. The seventh is Fugui, whose mountain gate is located deep in the sea, yet they control the world's wealth.
The eighth is Daomen, with Daoist temples scattered across the continent, though the location of their main temple is unknown
. They are the most outstanding among the miscellaneous schools of the nine major sects.
The ninth is the Lingshou Sect, named for its beast taming, whose mountain gate is located in the Valley of a Hundred Beasts.
There are countless small and medium-sized sects, including independent cultivators, but due to limited resources, they cannot achieve great things.
Xiang Yin groggily awoke, touching the soft little thing, which was so unfamiliar.
The body she was holding was also so unfamiliar. Xiang Yin opened her eyes and saw a baby face, curled up happily
in Xiang Yin's arms, sleeping soundly. Is happiness really this simple? Or is it simply being in
the arms of a stranger?
Xiang Yin felt no happiness whatsoever. He had too many things to do. He hadn't even ejaculated yesterday,
even though he'd played until late. He didn't know how many people would be enough to satisfy him with his current body; he didn't know,
and he didn't have time to know.
This morning, he thought about many things. His physical sensations, his eyesight, and his hearing had all
greatly improved. He was beginning to fully adapt to this Golden Core stage body.
He wondered how they were doing, those he had loved. He had finally achieved Golden Core, and now he had a
sliver of self-defense power in this world.
...For some reason, a bad premonition lingered in his heart this morning.
Around four or five in the morning, a commotion arose outside the room. Countless maids, unable to suppress
their surprise, erupted into hysterical screams, plunging the floating island into chaos.
Xiang Yin hurriedly put on his clothes and left the side hall. It was the darkest hour of dawn when a scream
shattered the silence. Xiang Yin followed the gazes of the crowd: to the southeast, the sky was ablaze with red and yellow, and a thin antenna
traced a line through the yellow egg, emitting an alluring glow, like a painter's brush leaving
its masterpiece in the air. The line drew closer and closer to the ground, and faster and faster…
The patriarch of the Buddhist sect, standing atop Mount Foshan, also witnessed this celestial spectacle. The patriarch was a plump, bald
, pot-bellied monk, bare-chested, with a perpetual smile on his face. Now, his smile deepened, and
he instructed his subordinates: "Make arrangements. Tomorrow I will enter the Asura Path to seek my final breakthrough, striving for
early ascension, to inquire of the secrets of breaking through the tribulation for you."
His eighteen Arhats and the fat, big-eared Buddhist sect leader all bowed respectfully, saying, "Please
be careful, Ancestor."
...
On Misty Peak, a man in white watched the falling meteor, a strange smile playing on his lips, radiating
an overwhelming confidence.
...
An old Taoist priest, in a dilapidated temple, set up a Seven Star Eight Trigrams Formation, his feet moving in the Seven Stars Step, wielding the Six-Round Eight
Trigrams Sword and the Supreme Demon-Revealing Mirror, drawing strange symbols in the air while chanting incantations. Yellow talismans hung all around him.
The old Taoist priest's movements grew slower and slower, his face paler and paler, until he coughed up a mouthful of blood, his eyes narrowed, and he collapsed to the ground,
unable to move. Suddenly, he seemed to have aged ten years. He urgently called out to his young attendant,
"Look!"
The attendant rushed forward and looked into the Supreme Demon-Revealing Mirror, which had fallen into the formation. "This person is
the key to the calamity!"
The attendant's face was flushed, and he remained silent for a long time.
The old Taoist priest hurriedly asked, "What did you see?"
Seeing his master's anxious expression, the boy dared not hide anything and exclaimed, "What a huge thing!"
The old Taoist priest was instantly overcome with rage and fainted. The boy quickly hugged his master, crying out, "Master!
Master! Don't faint! It's really, really big…"
…
On Mount Emei, in the Emei Palace, the sect leader looked at the spectacle through the window. The palace master was a woman who looked to be in her forties or fifties
. Time had left its mark on her face and body, but it had not diminished her beauty in the slightest. If you could
appreciate this, it was a mature beauty, the beauty of a wise person, the beauty of time.
The woman murmured, "So beautiful..."
Xiang
Yin admitted that the spectacle was indeed beautiful, but it possessed a destructive beauty.
A bell rang throughout the immortal island, its tinkling echoing across the cloud island. Miss Bi, dressed neatly, emerged from her room, leaning affectionately
on Xiang Yin's shoulder, her arm linked with his. Looking southeast, she said nothing.
How wonderful it would be if time could stand still for this moment!
Why did women always have such strange thoughts?
Ancestor Bi unleashed boundless magical power, instantly dispelling the surrounding white clouds, revealing a clear blue sky. Ancestor Bi,
alone with his sword, ascended into the sky. You can't imagine how awesome that was—not because Ancestor Bi was so awesome, but because of
the sword that ascended. If Ancestor Bi were the size of an ant, then the sword climbing above him would be a hundred-story skyscraper.
If Xiang Yin's eyesight hadn't been exceptionally sharp, he would never have noticed the ancestor's presence...
"Disciples of the Wealthy Sect, Level One Alert! Hold fast! I'll go see what happened!"
Seeing the patriarch's divine might, the disciples on Cloud Island steadied themselves and shouted in unison, "Yes, sir!"
A gentle breeze swept across the ground, and Patriarch Bi demonstrated to his disciples not only the sheer size of the giant sword but also its incredible speed.
In the blink of an eye, the giant sword reached the horizon, reaching the same size as the patriarch himself. One could imagine the patriarch atop it ,
his white hair fluttering, his robes billowing.
Xiang Yin felt a surge of longing; such a massive sword… how many people could it carry? …
Miss Bi seemed lost in thought, falling silent for a moment.
Shi Fen approached cautiously
, saying, "Madam Bi requests your presence." Xiang Yin snapped out of her reverie and looked at Miss Bi, as if asking if she wanted to come along. Miss Bi's
eyes dimmed, and she gently kissed Xiang Yin's lips, saying, "Go and return quickly."
Xiang Yin didn't want to think further and followed Shi Fen.
This Lady Bi clearly didn't live with Patriarch Bi, but rather on the other side of the island. She was said to be a
powerful ancestor at the Mahayana stage, possessing boundless magical power. Patriarch Bi had spent all his
possessions to exchange a liter of true dragon blood with a befriended dragon, using it to refine the Heaven-Seizing Creation Pill, allowing the mother and daughter to
escape danger. Furthermore, Patriarch Bi doted on them, which is why Lady Bi reluctantly submitted to him.
In terms of cultivation, Patriarch Bi and Lady Bi were only equal; there was no comparison of strength
. However, from an outsider's perspective, Patriarch Bi's fear of Lady Bi suggested that she was
slightly more powerful than him.
One half of the island exuded grandeur and magnificence, while the other half was exquisite and beautiful. Every building
displayed the designer's ingenuity; no inconspicuous place was overlooked, adorned with
exquisite objects or flowers.
The main hall resembled a flower palace, its walls adorned with a profusion of blooming flowers, their fragrance wafting for miles.
Shi Fen led Xiang Yin into the main hall, which was also exquisitely decorated with flowers, the air thick with their
scent. Inside, a large bed woven from a hundred flowers sat, draped with a thin veil, through which a beautiful woman could be vaguely seen
reclining languidly, seemingly inhaling the floral fragrance.
Shi Fen led Xiang Yin in slowly. The beautiful woman glanced at Xiang Yin, noting that he was handsome, but
nothing particularly special. Handsome? What a joke. For cultivators above the Nascent Soul stage, being handsome was something anyone could achieve.
Madam Bi then looked at Xiang Yin's lower body. "I heard he's rather large? But I can't tell."
Shi Fen gave a slight bow and stepped aside.
Xiang Yin bowed and said loudly, "Xiang Yin of the Wealthy Clan pays respects to the Madam Ancestor."
A clear voice came from behind the curtain, mingled with the fragrance of flowers: "Madam Ancestor? Am I that old?"
Xiang Yin quickly replied, "Madam, you are not old at all. Time will only make you more beautiful."
A light laugh came from behind the curtain, as if the flowers were blooming even more brightly. "What a clever little mouth you have. I wonder if your tongue is as skillful as
that?" The tone was full of teasing. Xiang Yin pretended
not to hear and stood with his head down.
The voice from behind the curtain said again, "Come here, let me see you." The tone was unquestionable.
Xiang Yin sighed, stepped forward, and stood with his head down, looking through the curtain.
A delicate, white hand emerged from behind the curtain, hooking Xiang Yin's chin and slowly lifting it. Before him lay
an exquisitely beautiful face and figure, her clothes half-concealed, revealing fair skin. Coupled with her languid and alluring charm,
she was an absolute weapon of mass destruction for any man. However, Xiang Yin was no ordinary man. He lowered his gaze, avoiding looking into Madam Bi's eyes
.
Madam Bi chuckled seductively, stroking her body, and said leisurely, "Don't you think I'm beautiful?"
Xiang Yin softly replied, "Beautiful." One can imagine that if
you dared to say she wasn't beautiful, even if she was a powerful female Mahayana cultivator of the highest caliber, there would be two possible consequences: either your lower two testicles would be crushed, or your
upper two testicles would be crushed…
"Then why don't you dare look at me?" Xiang Yin looked directly at her, but his eyes were unfocused, as if his mind
had wandered elsewhere.
Madam Bi chuckled, her eyes widening. Xiang Yin was stunned, realizing he had been under a powerful aphrodisiac. His mind went
blank for a moment, and he tried to bite his tongue, but found his teeth completely powerless, existing only on instinct.
Madam Bi stretched out her jade-like legs and asked, "Are my legs beautiful?"
Xiang Yin replied, "Yes."
"Then lick them clean."
In a daze, Xiang Yin leaned closer and began to lick Madam Bi's jade feet. Those feet were crystal clear, white
and tender, like a newborn baby. Xiang Yin held them in his mouth, and they moved gently like a silkworm.
Xiang Yin looked on with adoration, thoroughly enjoying himself, caressing her from her toes to the instep, then to the sole, inch by inch, as if suckling
the most beautiful object in the world. Madam Bi chuckled softly…
No one noticed that Shi Fen, standing to the side, was trembling uncontrollably, her heart churning with inner turmoil as
images of Xiang Yin flashed before her eyes…
Madam Bi reached out her jade-like hand, tracing down Xiang Yin's trousers, and was startled to find herself grasping a small
, incredibly soft penis, completely unlike the grotesque creature of legend, only the size of a thumb. Madam Bi teased it,
laughing gleefully.
After playing with it for a while, she grabbed Xiang Yin by the neck, about to kiss his lips…
Shi Fen finally snapped out of her daze, trembling but determined, taking a step forward and shouting, “No!…”

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