【The Tale of Two Sisters - The Story of Futa and Yuri】(01)

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Mount Heng, the foremost of the Taoist Zhuling Grotto-Heavens, is presided over by the earth immortal Lady Yu Chen.
Returning Goose Peak, located to the north of Mount Heng, is said to be named after the wild geese that migrate south and return here. Its peak is steep and
beautiful, with secluded forests and valleys. Lush trees surround a pool of clear water, beside
which lie several thatched huts, the hermitage of the wandering immortal Mu Zhenzhen.
Mu Zhenzhen was a disciple of Lady Yu Chen, possessing exceptional beauty and figure, standing out even among the many beautiful Taoist practitioners
. Her fellow practitioners often jokingly called her "Zhenzhen in the Painting," a testament to her extraordinary beauty. Mu Zhenzhen was not only renowned for her beauty;
her romantic yet tragic love story with her lover Jing Mingyue was also widely circulated among Taoist practitioners, causing countless amorous immortals
to sigh with regret.
Mu Zhenzhen was cheerful, lively, and loved to travel. Over two hundred years ago, Mu Zhenzhen reached the Transcendental Realm in cultivation and forged
her first flying magical artifact. Afterward, she frequently left the mountains to travel far and wide. Sometimes accompanied by one or two close friends, sometimes traveling alone,
she visited fellow Daoists on immortal mountains and sought out scenic spots at sea. For decades, Mu Zhenzhen traveled extensively throughout the grotto-heavens within the seas and the ten continents and
three islands overseas, finding endless joy in this journey.
One summer, Mu Zhenzhen and her junior sister Yao Meixian traveled together to Yuanzhou in the North Sea, where they encountered Jing Mingyue, a local
immortal from Mount Hua, in the Purple Mud Sea. Jing Mingyue was then the master of the Zongzhen Grotto-Heaven, having cultivated for over two thousand eight hundred years, his cultivation nearing its peak, awaiting only
tribulation and ascension. Jing Mingyue had a fondness for natural history and geography, and in his spare time from instructing disciples and younger generations, he often traveled to the farthest reaches of the four corners of the earth and the eight wastelands
, compiling his observations and experiences into the book "The Records of the Six Directions." The two women met and
fell instantly in love, inexplicably drawn to each other. Within days, they were deeply in love.
Mu Zhenzhen was only a little over a hundred years old at the time, still a young woman living alone. Although she had many suitors and occasionally indulged in passionate affairs
, she had never truly been in love. Jing Mingyue had several brief
romances in her early years, all of which ended due to personality clashes. Later, she focused on cultivation, neglecting her love life.
One was experiencing her first love, the other had long been deprived of romantic love; once sparks ignited between them, their passion was unstoppable
. After returning to the Central Plains from Yuanzhou, Jing Mingyue resigned her position as the Lord of the Cave Heaven, handing it over to her younger sister,
Jing Mingxing, also an Earth Immortal. She herself followed Mu Zhenzhen to Hengshan, where the two became Daoist partners.
Jing Mingyue was an Earth Immortal, while Mu Zhenzhen was a Transformation Woman; their cultivation levels differed by two realms, and
Jing Mingyue would ascend to immortality in a little over a hundred years. According to ancient precedents in the cultivation world, couples of different cultivation levels are not allowed to cultivate together. The purpose of dual cultivation between Daoist partners is to supplement
each other's cultivation through the exchange of Yin and Yang, ideally with partners of similar cultivation levels. If the difference in their cultivation levels is too great, their vital essence will be difficult to harmonize
, ultimately being not only useless but also detrimental to their cultivation. Such unions are not only short-lived but also offer almost no enjoyment
of dual cultivation. Therefore, many Daoist friends, including Madam Yu Chen and Mingxing Yu Nu, objected to this arrangement.
While others' opinions could not stop the passionately in love Jing and Mu, Jing Mingyue, as an Earth Immortal, was not
unaware of the risks. She set up an altar on Huiyan Peak, sacrificing her own cultivation to refine Mu Zhenzhen's physical body and
solidify her primordial spirit, supplementing it with various spiritual herbs. Over a hundred days, she forcibly raised Mu Zhenzhen's cultivation level from Transformation Woman to Loose
Immortal. Jing Mingyue's actions were shocking and damaged her own Dao foundation, but they successfully compensated for the inability of the two
to cultivate together.
After the two women married, their love deepened, and their lives were as inseparable as honey. Several years later, Mu Zhenzhen gave birth to a
daughter, named Jing Yunqing. Although cultivators experience love, most dislike family ties, so very few have children.
Jing Yunqing was the only child in the entire Zhuling Cave Heaven at the time. Rarity made her precious, and she was
adored by many cultivators from a young age. Even many strange spirits and monsters were fond of this lovely human girl. As Jing Yunqing grew up, her
two mothers often took her to travel across mountains and seas, and in their leisure time, they lived in seclusion in valleys, enjoying family bliss
. The three of them lived a happy and harmonious life.
However, fortune is often accompanied by misfortune. A hundred years later, Jing Mingyue's cultivation period ended, and the Heavenly Tribulation descended. The Heavenly Tribulation has three stages: Thunder
Tribulation, Fire Tribulation, and Inner Demon Tribulation. Jing Mingyue safely weathered the first two tribulations of lightning and fire. However, in the third tribulation, a mental illusion
, she was shocked to discover that it wasn't her undergoing the tribulation, but Mu Zhenzhen! The lightning and fire she had just experienced
seemed like illusions, while the real tribulation of lightning and fire simultaneously descended upon Mu Zhenzhen. Mu Zhenzhen
, a newly promoted Loose Immortal, was far from being able to withstand the heavenly tribulation. Surrounded and bombarded by the heavenly lightning and fire, she was in a precarious situation and on
the verge of death. Jing Mingyue's rationality told her that everything she saw was an illusion born of her mental demon, and that she should
remain steadfast and unmoved. However, her love for Mu Zhenzhen was too strong, and after hesitating for less than a moment, she finally
couldn't help but intervene to save her. The illusion shattered with a crash, the lightning and fire vanished, and Mu Zhenzhen was unharmed, still
standing outside the range of the heavenly tribulation with the fellow cultivators who had come to bid her farewell. Jing Mingyue herself, possessed by her mental demon, failed to overcome her tribulation. Seeing
Mu Zhenzhen flying towards her in a panic, she only smiled and uttered half a sentence, "I have no regrets..." before turning into
ashes and dissipating.
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After Jing Mingyue's demise, Mu Zhenzhen became much more silent. From then on, she lived a secluded life, no longer
venturing out as often as before. She seemed to have taken a liking to the Dao of Alchemy, spending almost all her
time studying alchemical texts and refining elixirs, aside from her own cultivation and teaching Jing Yunqing. Her occasional venturings were solely for gathering or purchasing medicinal herbs needed for alchemy.
Although Madam Yuchen thought her excessive obsession with alchemy was somewhat inappropriate, she understood that Mu Zhenzhen was using external things
to distract herself and escape her grief. Moreover, as a young rogue immortal, Mu Zhenzhen was still quite young, and it was acceptable to wait for her to heal slowly.
Madam Yuchen then allowed her to continue, even imparting all her insights into alchemy to her.
The following January, Mu Zhenzhen suddenly left the mountain without any warning. Several days later, on a snowy night, she
quietly returned to Huiyan Peak, carrying an infant girl in her arms. The baby girl possessed a double constitution and was named Cheng
Yiyun.
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Cheng Yiyun's mother was Zhuo Ling, a physician from Haizhou. Her stepmother's identity was unknown; she vanished shortly after Cheng Yiyun's birth
, her whereabouts unknown. Seeing her exceptional talent, Mu Zhenzhen obtained Zhuo Ling's consent and brought her back to the mountain to cultivate Taoism. Cheng
Yiyun's arrival attracted the attention of many senior immortals. Upon seeing her, Lady Yuchen immediately declared, "This child
possesses a radiant immortal bone; if she dedicates herself to the Tao, her future achievements will be limitless!" The Earth Immortal Gougu of Huoshan also remarked that Cheng Yiyun's innate talent
was unparalleled in her life.
When Cheng Yiyun entered the mountain, she was still breastfeeding. Mu Zhenzhen and her daughter Jing Yunqing found fresh milk from wild animals in the mountains, adding fruit
juice and flower dew to feed her. Jing Yunqing was particularly attentive to feeding little Cheng Yiyun. She was the youngest
human cultivator in the grotto-heaven, and although she was nearly a hundred years old, everyone still treated her
like a child. Now, suddenly having a younger sister, she was overjoyed and enthusiastically took on
the role of both an older sister and somewhat a mother.
Several months later, a female immortal named Lu Yao Niangzi gave birth to a daughter on Yuelu Mountain. Lu Yao Niangzi was a deer demon, and her companion,
Lady White Deer, was a friend of Mu Zhenzhen. Mu Zhenzhen then asked Lu Yao Niangzi to become Cheng Yiyun's wet nurse, and Jing Yunqing
tirelessly carried Cheng Yiyun back and forth between Huiyan Peak and Yuelu Mountain every day.
When the migrating wild geese returned to Huiyan Peak once more, Cheng Yiyun was already a toddler taking her first steps.
Mu Zhenzhen and her mother weaned her and, following the immortal diet, fed her jade marrow and nectar, and gave her lingzhi and sesame seeds. Little Cheng
Yiyun grew up day by day under their careful care. Lu Pinggu, the daughter of Lady Lu Yao, became her best playmate.
The two little girls, one human and one deer, often played together, spending their carefree childhood in laughter.
Mu Zhenzhen's junior sister, Yao Meixian, was then serving as the Minister of the Bureau of Strange Things in Tanzhou. Every three months, she returned to Hengshan to listen to Lady Yuchen
preach. Yao Meixian adored the little girl her senior sister had adopted, bringing Cheng Yiyun some
earthly toys each time she returned to the mountain, and often played with her along with Jing Yunqing.
Cheng Yiyun was four years old when Mu Zhenzhen made her her disciple and began teaching her cultivation. From then on, Cheng Yiyun embarked on
the path of seeking immortality, becoming one of the many cultivators in Zhuling Cave Heaven.
Having lived on the immortal mountain since childhood, growing up among cultivators, Cheng Yiyun was extremely simple-minded. Besides
acting spoiled with her master and senior sisters, and playing with Lu Pinggu, cultivation was the only thing she could do. The extraordinary talent predicted by Madam Yuchen
quickly manifested in her. At six years old, Cheng Yiyun advanced to the level of a Washerwoman. Just eight years later, she
advanced again, leaping to the level of a Spirit Maiden.
Such rapid progress in cultivation far exceeded the description of "outstanding." Jing Yunqing's parents were one Earth Immortal and
the other a Loose Immortal, so she was born a Washerwoman, possessing unique talent and advantages in the path of cultivation. She advanced to the level
of a Spirit Maiden at thirty, and now, nearing a hundred years old, she is in the late stage of the Spirit Maiden realm, not far from breaking through to the level of a Transformation Maiden. Jing Yunqing
's progress was already beyond the reach of those with exceptional talent and natural gifts. However, Cheng Yiyun achieved
the Spirit Maiden realm in less than fifteen years, twice as fast.
Compared to Cheng Yiyun's rapid advancement, Jing Yunqing's cultivation had encountered a bottleneck. She had lingered in the late stage of Spirit Maiden for
over ten years without making any progress. This phenomenon was quite common among Spirit Maidens, and Mu Zhenzhen was not worried. Coincidentally,
a vacancy arose for the position of Chief of the Bureau of Strange Events in Binzhou. Mu Zhenzhen petitioned Madam Yuchen to allow Jing Yunqing to take up the post. Firstly, it would allow her to
relax; secondly, the experience in the mortal realm would help refine her mind and potentially aid in breaking through the bottleneck. Furthermore, the Chief of the Bureau of Strange Events in Binzhou
was Mu Zhenzhen's senior sister, Lady Jiangcheng, who could also look after Jing Yunqing. Thus, Jing Yunqing reluctantly
parted from her mother and Cheng Yiyun and went to Binzhou to assume her post. According to regulations, Si Yiqing was entitled to ten days of leave every three months of service, and Jing
Yunqing always returned to Hengshan to visit her family during her leave. She and Cheng Yiyun thus saw each other less and less, but their affection grew even stronger.
Cheng Yiyun's outstanding performance naturally attracted much attention. Madam Yuchen would travel back and forth to Yanfeng every few months to
personally examine and guide Cheng Yiyun's cultivation, with her Daoist partner, Fairy Youxia, also participating from time to time. Yao Meixian and Jing Yunqing
would always inquire about Cheng Yiyun's progress whenever they returned to Hengshan, and share their cultivation
experiences from when they were first becoming Spirit Maidens. Lady Luyao was quite proud to have been Cheng Yiyun's wet nurse; although she and Madam Bailu were deer demons whose cultivation
methods were not applicable to humans, they often told Cheng Yiyun about the essentials of cultivation for those of other species, helping her broaden her horizons. Even
the Radiant Jade Maiden, far away in Zongzhen Cave Heaven, would occasionally come to visit.
Mu Zhenzhen remained remarkably calm, showing neither excessive joy nor placing greater expectations on Cheng Yiyun
. She simply continued to diligently teach, support, and care for Cheng Yiyun, without putting pressure on her.
Madam Yu Chen observed this and greatly admired her disciple's character.
However, Cheng Yiyun, like a hidden gem, was destined to break free. Four years later, her spirit had been internalized, her
essence condensed, and she showed signs of forming a primordial spirit. The following summer, she unintentionally entered a state of seclusion during practice.
When she awoke three months later, she had achieved the initial formation of a primordial spirit, advancing to the level of a Transformed Maiden! That year, Cheng Yiyun was nineteen years old, a
vibrant young woman still retaining a touch of youthful innocence.
The difference between a Spirit Maiden and a Transformed Maiden is the dividing line between low-level and high-level cultivators. Among Spirit Maidens are
many with high magical power, but their life form is essentially still human, only their physical bodies are far more perfect and enduring than those of ordinary people
. The transformed woman had cultivated to the point of achieving primordial spirit, her soul able to exist independently of her physical body, thus glimpsing the path to immortality, though her physical body was still not
immortal.
A person reaches adulthood at twenty. A transformed woman not yet of age was unheard of not only among contemporary cultivators, but
even in immortal scriptures, there were only a handful of precedents, all of whom were reincarnations of ancient deities. Cheng Yiyun's exaggerated
progress in cultivation caused even the usually composed and detached Lady Yuchen to exclaim in astonishment, "Is Yun'er a descendant of a god?
If the heavens of Mount Sumeru heard of this, they would surely say, 'The beings of the Three Realms are shaken!'"
Lady Yuchen was perhaps only joking; she hadn't truly investigated Cheng Yiyun's background, nor had she and Mu Zhenzhen
deliberately publicized this matter to their fellow cultivators. In the eyes of these two female immortals, fame would be of no benefit to Cheng Yiyun.
Cheng Yiyun's cultivation journey thus began to change. Two Earth Immortals of Zhuling Cave Heaven, Lady Yuchen and Gougu,
would ascend the altar to preach every three months. All cultivators at the Transformation Maiden realm and above were welcome to attend. Now that Cheng
Yiyun had reached the Transformation Maiden realm, she could attend the lectures alongside her master Mu Zhenzhen, her aunt Yao Meixian, Lady Bailu, Lady Luyao, and many other
elders. The presence of a nineteen-year-old girl amidst numerous beautiful cultivators hundreds or even thousands of years old
became a popular topic of conversation in Zhuling Cave Heaven.
Her senior sister, Jing Yunqing, was one of the people most pleased with Cheng Yiyun, but at the same time, she couldn't help feeling a little lost.
Jing Yunqing was several decades older than Cheng Yiyun and, along with her mother Mu Zhenzhen, had raised her. Now, this
little girl who had once nursed in her arms had surpassed her in cultivation. She felt joy, guilt, worry, and even...
There was also a touch of jealousy. In fact, when Cheng Yiyun became a Spirit Maiden at the age of fourteen, Jing Yunqing knew this day would inevitably
come. However, when it truly arrived, she still couldn't escape these complex and mundane emotions.
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Two months later, in midsummer, it was Jing Yunqing's first visit to Hengshan after Cheng Yiyun's advancement to Spirit Maiden status. Cheng Yiyun
and Jing Yunqing had shared a bed since childhood, spending many years together, their bond as close as sisters.
She was always especially happy when Jing Yunqing returned, pestering her during the day to tell her about her experiences in the world, and at night she would snuggle in her senior sister's arms like a child
to fall asleep. That night, Cheng Yiyun, as usual, nestled in her senior sister's gentle arms, chatting idly, and
drifted off to sleep. In
the middle of the night, Cheng Yiyun felt uneasy in her sleep. She instinctively reached out towards Jing Yunqing's side, only to find nothing
. She was slightly startled and slowly woke up. Opening her sleepy eyes, she saw Jing Yunqing sitting by the bed,
her knees drawn up to her chest, her head slightly tilted to the side, her beautiful eyes staring blankly at her, a hint of worry in her brows. Outside the window,
a waning crescent moon hung in the sky, its soft light streaming through the window and outlining Jing Yunqing's graceful figure as
a beautiful silhouette, somehow carrying a strange loneliness.
Seeing that she was awake, Jing Yunqing quickly turned her head away. This was the first time Cheng Yiyun had seen her senior sister with such an expression.
She sat up and asked with some confusion, "Sister Yun, is something on your mind? Why are you so sleepless in the middle of the night?"
Jing Yunqing hesitated for a moment, then sighed softly and met her gaze again: "Yes. Your cultivation is now far superior to
mine. Moreover, your progress is rapid, and you will soon ascend to the highest ranks, while I am still struggling in the mud. I cannot often accompany you, and thinking of you
in the quiet of the night makes me very sad."
Upon hearing this, Cheng Yiyun's drowsiness vanished almost entirely. She leaned over and put her arms around Jing Yunqing's shoulders, saying softly,
"Sister Yun, don't worry. Starting tomorrow, I will not cultivate any martial arts techniques, but only focus on numerology. After Sister Yun ascends to the level of a Nascent Soul, I will then strive for further advancement.
What do you think, Sister Yun?"
"No!" Jing Yunqing was shocked. She knew that Cheng Yiyun was simple-minded and what she had just said was no joke. In
a moment of depression, she couldn't help but reveal her somewhat shameful secret, and Jing Yunqing was now filled with regret.
She reached out and put her arm around Cheng Yiyun's slender waist, pretending to be relaxed as she advised, "Yun'er, how foolish you are! I couldn't sleep last night, and seeing your sleepy
eyes and pitiful appearance, I teased you a little. Did you really take it seriously? Besides, cultivating the Dao is like rowing against the current; if you don't advance, you fall behind
. It's not easy for a woman to achieve cultivation; you should cherish it. Even though your cultivation is superior to mine, as your senior sister, I only wish you happiness and cannot ruin
your future."
Unfortunately, although Cheng Yiyun was simple-minded, she was also clever and was not fooled by Jing Yunqing. "Heh,
Sister Yun is lying to me! I know that what I said before was true, and what I said after was false." She paused, then said seriously:
"Yun'er was raised by Master and Sister Yun. Sister Yun treats me like a sister and a mother; I will never forget her nurturing kindness. Now,
because of me, Sister Yun is worried, and I am deeply saddened. I will make amends. Besides, I am young, and the future is endless. Even if I waste
a hundred years for Sister Yun, what does it matter?" As she spoke, a hint of longing appeared in her eyes, as if she were envisioning
how she would spend this long period of "wasted" time.
Jing Yunqing felt a sense of foreboding. She realized that although Cheng Yiyun was a transformed woman, she was still a minor, and her way of thinking
was more like a child's. Cheng Yiyun's last sentence also reminded her that although her junior sister had extraordinary cultivation,
she was not actually very diligent. She had even secretly slipped out to play with Lu Pinggu during her studies several times, and
only after being scolded by Mu Zhenzhen a few times did she begin to behave herself. Cheng Yiyun's achievements today were basically all due to her talent and the careful guidance of Mu Zhenzhen and other teachers
. If things really went as she said, and Cheng Yiyun didn't focus on cultivation until she herself became a nun, Cheng Yiyun probably
wouldn't feel any regret; on the contrary, she would happily prepare for a long vacation.
"As the saying goes, 'Comparison is the thief of joy,' and it's so true," Jing Yunqing sighed inwardly. For some reason,
after figuring this out, the sense of loss that had lingered in her heart for many days seemed to have faded a bit. But the most urgent task was to persuade Cheng Yiyun
to give up this absurd idea, otherwise she wouldn't be able to get past her mother's objections. Jing Yunqing thought for a moment, her eyebrows relaxed, and
a plan came to her mind. She gazed into Cheng Yiyun's beautiful eyes, her hand tightening around Cheng Yiyun's waist,
pressing her almost completely against her body. Then, calmly, she said, "Yun'er, please hear me out. As your senior sister, I am
ashamed that my affections are limited and I have troubled you. However, rather than retreating and suffering losses, it is better to advance and gain benefits. Yun'er
should strive diligently to ascend to the Earthly Immortal realm as soon as possible. Then, we can follow the story of Mother and Mother, with Yun'er supporting my cultivation and helping
me advance. Isn't this a hundred times better than suffering losses together?"
"What Sister Yun says seems quite reasonable," Cheng Yiyun said, tilting her head adorably as she thought for a moment, then suddenly smiled.
"Then I will do as Sister Yun says. My master once said that the way of Heaven is to take from the surplus to make up for the deficiency. If I ascend to the Earthly Immortal realm, I will take my
surplus to make up for Sister Yun's deficiency." After saying this, she seemed to have a weight lifted from her mind, and drowsiness returned. She
simply leaned forward, pressing her whole body against Jing Yunqing's chest, her well-developed breasts
pressed against Jing Yunqing's full bosom. She rested her head on Jing Yunqing's shoulder, closed her eyes, and said in a languid voice, "I know that Sister Yun is doing this for my own
good, which is why I said this. I will work even harder to live up to Sister Yun's kindness. If I am fortunate enough to ascend to the Earthly Immortal realm one day, I will definitely
keep today's promise. At that time, Sister Yun, please do not refuse."
Half asleep and half awake, Cheng Yiyun did not notice that Jing Yunqing's jade cheeks were flushed, her breathing was slightly rapid,
and her body was a few degrees warmer than before. She worked at the Yiyuan Garden in Binzhou, where two of her fellow Daoist colleagues were Zhen Hongyin, a spirit maiden from Changzhou, and
Qinggu, a snake demon from Luofu Mountain, both beautiful women. Snakes are inherently lustful, and Zhen Hongyin also possessed a certain flirtatious nature
. Although not Daoist partners, the two women often enjoyed each other's company. Over the years, Jing Yunqing had been exposed to this, learning a great deal about romance.
Under Qinggu's influence, she had developed intimate relationships with both women that went beyond friendship, even occasionally
engaging in threesomes when the mood struck. Just now, Cheng Yiyun had mentioned "more than enough" and "not enough," her words unintentional, but Jing Yunqing couldn't help but
misinterpret them.
Jing Yunqing had watched Cheng Yiyun grow up; the two women had been together for over ten years, their bond deep. As Cheng Yiyun matured
, transforming from a pretty girl into a true beauty,
a strange feeling quietly began to blossom in Jing Yunqing's heart. At first, she was naive, simply inexplicably wanting to be with this beautiful junior sister. It wasn't until
she went to Binzhou and parted ways with Cheng Yiyun that she realized this feeling was romantic love between the sexes. As time went on...
As time passed, her longing and yearning for Cheng Yiyun grew stronger. For the past six months, she would
dream of Cheng Yiyun every night before returning to the mountain, sometimes even undressing in her dreams to seduce her…
Suddenly, dark clouds chased away the moon, and a light rain began to fall outside the window. Cheng Yiyun had
fallen asleep on Jing Yunqing's shoulder. Jing Yunqing held her, motionless, her cheeks burning, listening to Cheng
Yiyun's soft breathing and her own pounding heartbeat in the dark, quiet night. After a long while, she straightened up and let out a long breath,
gently placing Cheng Yiyun back on the bed, leaning down to kiss her lips, then carefully lying down herself, afraid of waking the sleeping
beauty.
"Mmm..." As if by instinct, as soon as Jing Yunqing lay down, Cheng Yiyun let out a soft moan and snuggled closer. She
nestled into her arms, half her head resting on her jade-like arm, the other half on her full breasts. Her
warm breath lingered between Jing Yunqing's peaks, whether it would keep her awake or give her a sweet, sensual
dream was unknown.
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The night rain pattered, lulling them into sleep, and the two beauties slept soundly in each other's arms all night. As
dawn approached and the rain gradually stopped, the two women were fast asleep when a clear, crisp voice interrupted them, "Sister Yun'er, are you up
yet? The rain last night soaked through the ground; the mushrooms in the mountains must be delicious today. Get up quickly, let's go mushroom picking!"
Upon hearing this crisp, still somewhat childish voice, Jing Yunqing knew it was the little girl Lu Pinggu. Somewhat annoyed, she
got up, threw on her clothes, and without bothering to dress, simply tossed her long, dark hair back and pushed open the door.
The mountain rain had just stopped, and the fresh, moist air was filled with the fragrance of grass and trees. It was just dawn; a sliver of
white had appeared in the east, and the stars were gradually fading, leaving only a few brightest ones still twinkling playfully. Outside the low fence
stood a slender, graceful figure, carrying a bamboo basket. Her features were beautiful and charming, her hair styled in two buns, loose and flowing over her shoulders, with a pair of pretty little antlers on her head —it was Lu Pinggu, the Deer Girl. She had come from Yuelu Mountain at dawn, 　　tiny, glistening dewdrops
still clinging to the ends of her hair , making her appear quite travel-worn. 　　 When Lu Pinggu saw that it was Jing Yunqing who came out, she stuck out her tongue a little embarrassedly and smiled, "So Sister Yun is here too. 　　I've disturbed your sweet dreams, please don't be angry." 　　 Jing Yunqing deliberately said in an annoyed tone, "I'm only going back to the mountain for two days, and you still want to take my Yun'er away? I won't 　　let her go today, so you'll make a wasted trip!" 　　 In Lu Pinggu's mind, Jing Yunqing, the eldest sister, was obviously very authoritative. She immediately looked worried and anxious, and 　　carefully asked, "Sister Yun, why don't you come along? I'll give you all the best things I get, okay?" 　　 Seeing that she was so easily teased, Jing Yunqing couldn't help but chuckle, "Hehe, I was just teasing you! I have things to do with my mother, 　　so I can't go. You and Yun'er go ahead, and if you bring back any good food, don't be stingy and share a bowl of soup with me." 　　 Lu Pinggu's worry turned to joy, and she happily smiled and agreed. At this moment, Cheng Yiyun had also gone out, her beautiful eyes 　　still hazy with sleepiness. Her dark hair, like Jing Yunqing's, was casually tied in a bun with a red string. But upon seeing 　　Lu Pinggu, she became happy, went back inside to fetch a basket, and the two girls said goodbye to Jing Yunqing, then happily went hand in hand into the woods to 　　pick mushrooms. 　　 "Speaking of which, Pinggu is almost an adult..." Jing Yunqing 　　thought to herself, watching the two girls' hands clasped as they walked away. She stood there for a moment, then turned and walked towards Mu Zhenzhen's alchemy room. 　　 ※※※※※※※ 　　 Jing Yunqing's words to Cheng Yiyun were indeed effective. From then on, Cheng Yiyun devoted herself more diligently to her cultivation. She was still playful, 　　but no matter how much Lu Pinggu urged and instigated her, she refused to skip class and go out to play anymore. Mu Zhenzhen was quite gratified by this 　　, and her gaze towards Cheng Yiyun seemed to have changed slightly. 　　 Time flew by, and another year passed in the blink of an eye. In the first month of spring, Cheng Yiyun celebrated her twentieth birthday, marking her coming of 　　age. 　　 That same month, Jing Yunqing's soul showed signs of solidification, signifying that she had entered the final stage before advancing to the level of a Transformation Maiden. Mu 　　Zhenzhen instructed her to resign from her position as Si Yiqing and return to the mountain to focus on cultivation in preparation for her advancement. 　　 On the night of the Lantern Festival, heavy snow fell in Binzhou. A cold wind, carrying snowflakes, swept down from the dark night sky, transforming the world into a desolate white 　　expanse. However, in the side hall of the Yiyuan Garden, warmth prevailed. Jing Yunqing had finished preparing her farewell feast, waiting only for dawn to depart 　　for the mountain. Zhen Hongyin and Qinggu, her colleagues for many years, prepared a special farewell banquet for her. 　　 Silver lamps flickered, golden goblets were half-full, and the three women drank, laughed, and chatted, their joy boundless. They could have easily used lighting magic 　　to brighten the hall, but Qinggu insisted on lighting lamps, saying that beauties looked even more alluring under the lamplight. The other 　　two women knew exactly what Zuiniang meant. 　　 The beauty sitting to Jing Yunqing's right wore a floral-patterned, round-necked, fitted brocade dress with a heart-shaped cutout at the chest, revealing 　　an alluring cleavage between her two white, full breasts. She wore no hair bun or crown, her long hair hanging down naturally, her demeanor quite casual. 　　She raised her cup and took a small sip of wine, then turned to Jing Yunqing and asked, "Sister Yunqing, is your return to the mountain to 　　marry Fellow Daoist Cheng?" 　　 Jing Yunqing wore a light green silk dress with crimson knee-length gauze trousers. Perhaps due to the alcohol, her cheeks were flushed, 　　exuding a youthful and languid charm. Upon hearing this question, her blush seemed to deepen, but she still calmly 　　replied, "Sister Hongyin is right. Junior Sister Cheng is now of age, and my mother has promised to make ice for me. I just don't know Junior Sister Cheng's 　　intentions." 　　 "Cheng Meiren is naive about love, how can she be a concern? Just use the flirtatious tricks I taught you, and if she is determined to be yours, 　　where will she escape?" The beautiful woman to Jing Yunqing's left retorted boldly. She wore a lake-blue ruqun (a type of traditional Chinese dress), her figure tall and slender, her waist so thin 　　it could be encircled by a hand, appearing even more long and supple under the wide black satin sash. Her hair was styled in a slanted snake bun, with the rest falling 　　to her waist. Her bright black hair shimmered with a faint bluish luster under the lamplight, and her emerald eyes held a pair of eerie 　　, spindle-shaped pupils. She was none other than the snake woman Qing Gu. 　　 Qing Gu rested her chin on her hand, leaning against a table, a plate of grapes in front of her. She was too lazy to lift a finger, her red lips 　　moving as she swallowed the grapes one by one. She casually continued, "But it's just 　　the same old trope of a passionate senior sister falling for a beautiful junior sister. Can't you come up with something new?" 　　 "Thank you for your kind words, Aunt Qing." Jing Yunqing was delighted, and knowing Aunt Qing's character well, she ignored the second half of the 　　sentence. "If it goes as planned, I will certainly send a letter to invite both senior sisters to the ceremony. Please do not refuse." 　　 "That's wonderful!" Zhen Hongyin clapped her hands joyfully. "I have long admired your reputation, Senior, but I regret that I have never met you."

" I've heard that at the Yingzhou Gathering back then, Senior Mu outshone all the beauties, ranking first on the list of beauties of the Mid-Autumn Festival. Now, I have the opportunity to be close
to her grace, how fortunate! Hmm… Sister Yunqing, it's also a wonderful thing that you've married your beloved. I'm secretly very happy for you. Hehe." Zhen
Hongyin spoke so freely that she suddenly realized she had been fantasizing about his mother in front of her fellow Daoist. She quickly changed the subject,
giving Jing Yunqing an apologetic smile.
Qing Gu shared a similar sentiment with Zhen Hongyin. "Indeed. Fairy Mu is renowned for her beauty and has been widowed for a long time, possessing
multiple attributes as a wife, master, and mother-in-law… Hmm, a beautiful mother and daughter and a handsome young husband, a wonderful story of three people, I'm really
looking forward to it!" A seductive smile played on her lips, her emerald eyes glancing sideways at Jing Yunqing, her expression extremely ambiguous and lewd.
"Qing~ Gu~" Jing Yunqing couldn't ignore it this time. She scolded him playfully, but with a hint of drunkenness,
her voice was sweet and cloying, not angry, but rather like she was being coquettish.
"Heh, just kidding, Yunqing, don't be angry." Qing Gu suddenly leaned closer and kissed Jing Yunqing's cheek,
then pulled away and leaned against the table, her alluring eyes watching the two of them. The neckline of her dress was low, and with each movement
, a dazzling wave of her breasts rippled out. The flickering silver lamplight cast a swaying shadow between her alabaster peaks,
making her cleavage appear even deeper and adding to her allure. Qinggu, one hand on her lower abdomen, flaunted her long, slender
waist with a seductive sway, a charming smile on her face, and said in a melodious voice, "The treasure in my womb, who will take it tonight?"
Although she had seen this scene more than once, Jing Yunqing still felt a heat in her lower abdomen, and her lower body became somewhat wet.
Before Zhen Hongyin could speak, she blurted out, "Qinggu's treasure, I want to take it!" Seeing that she had beaten her to it, Zhen Hongyin gave her
a flirtatious wink and teased her, "Since you're so impatient, Yunqing, I'll let you go first. I'll attack your rear, and the outcome is still
uncertain."
Having won the first move, Jing Yunqing happily knelt before Qinggu's crotch, skillfully lifting her skirt, parting her snow-white
, slender legs, and pulling her underpants aside. A jade stem stood erect before her, its entire body white, but the glans a pale
bluish-purple. Jing Yunqing glanced seductively at Qinggu, then lowered her head, grasping the
jade stem with one hand and taking the glans into her mouth, her head beginning to move rapidly up and down.
"Mmm~" Qinggu moaned softly, her beautiful green eyes narrowing slightly as she comfortably enjoyed Jing Yunqing
's oral service.
Zhen Hongyin wasn't idle either; she lay down beneath Jing Yunqing, her hands deftly undressing her. Jing Yunqing
felt a pair of warm hands roaming over her body, her clothes falling away piece by piece until her alluring body was completely
exposed. Then, her body was gently pulled down, and two soft, moist lips kissed her breasts,
her flat stomach, her inner thighs, moving towards the center.
"Mmm~" Her cherry lips and labia met like four flower petals, and Jing Yunqing let out a muffled groan with the penis in her mouth
, her body briefly stiffening slightly. Zhen Hongyin skillfully licked Jing Yunqing's moist vulva, her delicate
nose teasing the sensitive clitoris from time to time. Jing Yunqing soon began to writhe restlessly, her breathing becoming heavy.
This was a game the three women often played. If Jing Yunqing made Qing Gu ejaculate first, she would win Qing Gu's "treasure."
If Qing Gu ejaculated before Jing Yunqing herself couldn't hold back and climaxed first, then the "treasure" would belong to Zhen Hongyin. In their previous
erotic games, Jing Yunqing and Zhen Hongyin were evenly matched, winning and losing each other half the time. Tonight, Jing Yunqing was determined to win. She
used her hands and mouth, fingers, lips, and tongue simultaneously, stimulating Qing Gu's penis in different ways, striving to make her
reach orgasm first.
"Mmm... Oh..." Under Jing Yunqing's attentive service, Qing Gu moaned as she gradually entered a state of ecstasy, her vulva beneath the jade stem
already secreting strands of nectar. Jing Yunqing freed one hand and smeared it on Qinggu's vulva, leaving it slippery. "Ah~~"
Qinggu's soft body trembled, and she couldn't help but let out a wanton cry. But she seemed unwilling to be stimulated in two places at the same time. With a twist of her slender waist,
she bent her beautiful legs to one side and closed them to cover her vulva. Her figure was already slender and graceful, and this position made
the beautiful curves from her waist and hips to her thighs and slender feet twist into an extremely alluring "Z" shape, making Jing Yunqing's heart
flutter.
Qinggu was both beautiful and alluring. Zhen Hongyin's tongue skills were also not easy to match. Under the combined
attack of visual stimulation and lower body pleasure, Jing Yunqing gradually felt a little overwhelmed, and her legs began to tremble slightly in response to Zhen Hongyin's patient licking. She
twisted her snowy buttocks impatiently, futilely trying to avoid Zhen Hongyin's fragrant tongue that brought her wave after wave of pleasure.
"Ugh~~" Just as Jing Yunqing squinted her eyes in pleasure, thinking that the battle was over,
the tongue that had been ravaging her lower body suddenly changed direction, moving upwards to her delicate navel, playfully peeking in with a pointed tip
. It was a little itchy, but also very comfortable, and it wouldn't make her climax. Jing Yunqing roughly guessed that Zhen Hongyin was deliberately letting her have her way,
for the sake of their parting the next day, and felt a surge of gratitude.
"Oh~~ Hmm~~ Ah~~" Qinggu tilted her head slightly, her eyes hazy with desire, and her moans grew louder, occasionally
interspersed with a few wild cries. She reached out and placed her hand on Jing Yunqing's head, applying slight pressure to make the penis penetrate deeper. In the past, whenever
she made this move, it meant that an orgasm was not far away. Jing Yunqing was secretly delighted and performed oral sex on her even more diligently.
"Oh~~" A charming moan suddenly came from Zhen Hongyin's mouth, who had been silent all along,
and her arms, which were wrapped around Jing Yunqing's waist, suddenly tightened. Unbeknownst to them, Qing Gu had transformed from the knees down into a serpentine form,
its body winding and coiling around Jing Yunqing, extending between the legs of Zhen Hongyin, who lay supine beneath her. Zhen Hongyin's brocade
robe was extremely short, the hem barely covering her buttocks, completely exposing her beautiful, smooth legs. Qing Gu's serpentine tail easily
parted her underpants, the tip penetrating directly into her already wet vulva. Qing Gu was a rattlesnake that had cultivated into a demon; the tip of its tail
was shaped like a white pillar, stiff and angular, its thickness similar to a penis, resembling a jade vibrator.
In fact, it was often used as a vibrator during the three women's acts of sensual pleasure. The ridges on its tail scraped against
the inner walls of the vulva, producing an indescribable, intense pleasure, often bringing women to orgasm in a very short time.
"
Ah
...

They intertwined into a lewd symphony that made the listener's blood boil.
Qing Gu arrived first, groaning as she pressed Jing Yunqing's head hard between her legs, his jade stem throbbing as he
poured streams of white semen into her mouth. "Ah!~~" Zhen Hongyin's orgasm followed in quick succession; the stimulation from the snake tail
was too intense, causing her to feel a tingling sensation in her vagina before long, her vaginal fluids gushing out in a torrent.
After Qing Gu finished ejaculating, Jing Yunqing spat out his penis and raised his head. "Qingyan Auntie's semen is cool, fragrant,
and sweet, mmm~~ so delicious... mmm~~" It turned out that because of Qing Gu's ubiquitous blue color, Jing Yunqing
and Zhen Hongyin had given her several nicknames. Jing Yunqing liked to jokingly call her "Qingyan Auntie," while Zhen Hongyin simply
called her "Qingji Niangzi" (Blue Stem Lady).
After speaking, Jing Yunqing collapsed onto Qinggu's soft thighs, moaning incessantly, "Ooh~~ Sister Hongyin
...so comfortable...mmm~~I'm going to come...oh!~~" Suddenly, she took Qinggu's penis into her mouth from the side,
her lips and tongue tightly pressed together, her pearly teeth gently biting. "Mmm~~" Qinggu's eyes narrowed semen, her whole body shuddering, a small stream of unfinished
semen gushing out, flowing down the shaft, still enjoying the afterglow of her orgasm, she had another small pleasure.
According to Zhen Hongyin, Jing Yunqing was a little repressed, because she was always a little embarrassed to moan loudly during sex
, so whenever she was close to orgasm, she would try to cover her mouth, either with her arm or with a pillow. Just now, her head was resting on
Qinggu's inner thigh, and in front of her was Qinggu's still erect penis after ejaculation, in her haste she didn't choose anything, but at least
she still had a sliver of clarity and didn't bite down hard.
Beneath Jing Yunqing, Zhen Hongyin, after her orgasm, was panting heavily. Unable to perform oral sex on Jing Yunqing any longer, she
resorted to masturbating her with her bare hands. Jing Yunqing's buttocks trembled more and more violently, and her love juices
trickled down Zhen Hongyin's arms.
Qinggu had already withdrawn her penis from the "dangerous place," and she held Jing Yunqing's arms, preventing her from covering her mouth.
This wasn't the first time Jing Yunqing had been "bullied" like this, and she only struggled symbolically before giving up. She
cried out without restraint, her arms tightly wrapped around Qinggu's slender waist, and she closed her eyes, welcoming the moment of ecstasy.
"Oh... I can't take it anymore... Ah!..." Perhaps because of the pause in between, Jing Yunqing's
orgasm this time was extremely intense. She trembled all over, her knees buckled, and she collapsed
onto Qinggu and Zhen Hongyin like a puddle of mud.
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After Jing Yunqing's breathing had calmed down, Qinggu pulled her up, and the two women immediately kissed passionately. As their lips and tongues licked,
a red light seemed to rise from Qing Gu's throat, flowing directly into Jing Yunqing's mouth. A moment later, a
small bulge appeared above Jing Yunqing's vulva, quickly growing into a firm, rosy-red penis.
This was Qing Gu's "treasure": the Yang-Controlling Pill. When a woman consumed it, she could grow a virtual penis, indistinguishable from
a real one in color, shape, and feel. Furthermore, ejaculation only consumed physical strength, not yang energy, thus
allowing for more orgasms than a real penis. However, it could not be used for dual cultivation, and the ejaculated semen would not
impregnate the woman; it was merely a sex toy.
The Yang-Controlling Pill was extremely expensive to refine, requiring the collection of the yang essence from ten futa women
, who inevitably died from exhaustion. Three hundred years ago, the Nine True Council issued a ban, listing the Yang-Controlling Pill as a forbidden
technique, prohibiting cultivators from refining it, with violators subject to imprisonment. From then on, the value of the Imperial Yang Pill skyrocketed,
becoming an extremely rare and precious item for many female cultivators who lacked the means to ejaculate but desired the pleasure of ejaculation. Jing Yunqing's first ejaculation
was achieved with Qing Gu's Imperial Yang Pill. After experiencing ecstasy, she became addicted and demanded the pill every time she made love with Qing Gu
. However, she wasn't the only one coveting the pill; Zhen Hongyin was equally captivated by the pleasurable sensation it brought . Qing Gu, seeing its value, enjoyed the privilege of having two women vying for her attention. 　　This led to the rivalry between
Jing Yunqing and Zhen Hongyin over the Imperial Yang Pill. 　　 Qing Gu, being of a dual-type constitution, didn't need the pill, but being naturally lustful, the pill allowed her to indulge in erotic acts all night 　　without fatigue. Zhen Hongyin and Jing Yunqing, two beautiful women of yin nature, both loved and envied this. They loved it because Qing Gu often brought them 　　to multiple orgasms, leaving them wanting more; they envied it because Qing Gu possessed two things they lacked. Zhen Hongyin 　　often resentfully mocked Qing Gu, saying, "The way of the viper is to take from the poor to give to the rich." 　　 As for the origin of this Yang-enhancing Pill, Qing Gu, as a local official in charge of supernatural matters, naturally wouldn't break the law by personally 　　refining such a forbidden substance. She claimed it came from the underground black market of demon cultivators. 　　She wouldn't elaborate on how the underground black market obtained such prohibited items, only saying that it absolutely did not violate the Nine True Council's prohibitions. She also said that the Yang-enhancing Pill 　　was very scarce on the black market, basically sold out before it even hit the shelves. She managed to obtain one through a fellow clansman who worked in the black market 　　, and for this, she had to sacrifice her beauty to let that beautiful snake demon have her fill. 　　 While Qinggu was kissing Jing Yunqing passionately, she reached out and grasped her newly grown penis. Her jade-like fingers skillfully 　　teased her sensitive spots, and in no time, Jing Yunqing's eyes became hazy and her delicate nose inhaled cold air. Qinggu 　　ended the kiss with a forceful peck on Jing Yunqing's cherry lips. She opened her eyes, her emerald green pupils gazing tenderly at 　　Jing Yunqing's beautiful face so close to hers. She sighed almost imperceptibly and said softly, "Parting from you is inevitable, and I cannot help but feel 　　regret. Tonight is fleeting, so I only wish to enjoy myself to the fullest. I am willing to exhaust my beauty and charm, for whatever you desire!" With that, she twisted her slender 　　waist and pressed herself against Jing Yunqing's body, intentionally sandwiching her two erect penises, one pink and one white, between their waists. She giggled, 　　"Tell me, what kind of reward do you want tonight?" 　　 Jing Yunqing's waist swayed slightly, her smooth belly rubbing against the two penises pressed together. "Mmm~" 　　she hummed comfortably, her alluring eyes fixed on Qinggu, and without hesitation, she replied, "I want 　　Aunt Qingyan to give me a blowjob, and I also want to see Auntie masturbate with her snake tail!" 　　 "Wonderful! Wonderful! I want to see too!" Zhen Hongyin echoed enthusiastically from the side. She was now completely naked, wearing 　　only a necklace and bracelets. Her slender figure leaned against the pillar, her beautiful legs, one bent and one straight, revealing her graceful curves. Her expression 　　was relaxed yet excited, clearly anticipating the show to come. 　　 Hearing the two women's words, Qing Gu's face flushed a rare blush. She glared at Jing Yunqing with a mixture of reproach and allure. 　　"Judging from your lecherous eyes, I know you're up to no good. Fine, I'll grant your wish. But I 　　won't be shortchanged; I want both of you to give me a blowjob."

It turned out that among the three women, Qing Gu was the most skilled in their erotic pleasures, largely thanks to her powerful serpentine tail. However,
when she transformed into a serpent, she had to keep her legs together, and using her tail for self-pleasure inevitably caused friction against her delicate inner thighs. Therefore, although
Jing and Zhen were very curious about what it would be like if this snake beauty used her own tail against them, despite their repeated
pleas, Qing Gu refused. Tonight, she made an exception for Jing Yunqing, the first time since the three women had known each other.
Among the women, Qing Gu was the tallest, but her breasts were the smallest. Her breasts were full and firm, but not particularly
large, making breast sex somewhat difficult. Perhaps because of this small flaw, Qing Gu had
a particular fondness for breast sex, almost always sprinkling her semen on Jing and Zhen's breasts, which were fuller than her own.
Jing and Zhen, of course, never complied with Qing Gu's requests. So Qinggu diligently helped Jing Yunqing sit down on the table
. Jing Yunqing chuckled and said, "Let me undress you, Aunt." She raised her index finger and swept
it down from the collar of Qinggu's dress, causing Qinggu's clothes to flutter to the ground like autumn leaves in the wind. Qinggu's skin was extremely fair
, and under the lamplight, it was as smooth and lustrous as white jade. At this moment, her spring-like beauty was revealed, causing both Jing Yunqing and Zhen Hongyin
to swallow hard.
Qinggu's right index and middle fingers formed a ring and grasped the base of Jing Yunqing's penis. Then she bent down and took the glans into her mouth, her soft
red lips moving as she sucked and licked it, making Jing Yunqing's eyes glaze over with pleasure. A red thread, about half a finger's width
, slowly emerged from Qinggu's mouth, forked at the end, winding around Jing Yunqing's penis until it reached the base, like a
red rope wrapped around the penis, a sight both sensual and eerie.
This was what Jing Yunqing called "tongue sex," another of Qing Gu's unique secret techniques.
After Qing Gu's long tongue enveloped Jing Yunqing's entire penis, she suddenly exerted force, her wet, slippery red tongue rhythmically contracting and relaxing, applying
various stimulations such as twisting, gripping, squeezing, and entwining to the jade stem. Moreover, each time her tongue reached the base of the penis, Qing Gu could even control
the forked tip of her tongue to pinch and twist the sensitive little red clitoris below, then suddenly withdraw. Qing Gu's lewd
arts were indeed remarkable; while fully utilizing her racial strengths, she also didn't forget to suck on Jing Yunqing's glans with her lips. For a moment, three
methods worked simultaneously, and several different pleasures mixed together like waves surging from Jing Yunqing's lower body to his entire body.
"Ugh!~~" Jing Yunqing couldn't bear the sudden, intense pleasure, tilting his head back and letting out a soft moan.
His arms, supporting him on the table, trembled slightly, and his jade legs uneasily parted and closed. Clearly, Qing Gu's
tongue sex was more unbearable for Jing Yunqing than Zhen Hongyin's oral sex, and the penis formed by the Yu Yang Dan was likely to ejaculate and reach orgasm soon.
Heavy, alluring breaths came from the side. Zhen Hongyin had also experienced Qing Gu's tongue sex more than once, and
empathized with Jing Yunqing's current situation. She couldn't help but touch her own breasts and private parts,
masturbating while admiring the erotic scene.
Jing Yunqing's vulva was overflowing with nectar, glistening with moisture as her pink buttocks opened and closed. Qing Gu's free left hand reached
over and scooped up a handful of her fluids. "Ugh... Qing Gu... no..." Jing Yunqing cried out in a soft voice, futilely
pulling her snowy buttocks back. The more sensitive spots were stimulated, the harder it was for her to concentrate on resisting the continuous pleasure emanating from the penis
. She wanted to enjoy it a little longer and didn't want to ejaculate so soon. Unable to speak, Qing Gu
gave her a smile with her eyes. She withdrew her left hand and grasped her own penis. Jing Yunqing's love juice served as lubricant, and
Qing Gu gently stroked it, giving herself some comfort.
Qing Gu's snake tail rustled as it swept across the ground and dragged back to her side. The prismatic tip crawled over her thighs, slid
down the groove between her pressed jade thighs to her secret place, paused slightly, and then, as if making a decision, suddenly plunged
inside. "Mmm~" Qing Gu let out a soft moan, her movements during Jing Yunqing's tongue intercourse momentarily halting, before
resuming as usual. The snake tail slowly moved in and out, accompanied by the unique, lewd sounds of intercourse. Perhaps this
friction was truly uncomfortable, for Qing Gu's beautiful eyebrows furrowed slightly from time to time, revealing a complex expression that seemed to be both pain and pleasure
.
Jing Yunqing looked down and saw the beautiful Qinggu and the lewd scene between her legs. Her own penis
trembled with excitement, and she quickly took a deep breath to suppress the urge to ejaculate. Her and Zhen Hongyin's breathing became more rapid, interspersed
with seductive moans.
"Oh~~ so good... I can't take it anymore... um~~" Jing Yunqing's mouth was open, and her soft moans quickly
turned into suppressed cries of pleasure. She frowned, squinted, sometimes tilting her head back, sometimes looking down, as if she could no longer bear
the unreleased, ever-increasing pleasure. She could no longer hold back, and under Qinggu's oral assault, she
could only tremble and cry helplessly before reaching the peak of lust. "Qing... good aunt... ah!~~"
Jing Yunqing called out Qinggu's name as she reached her climax. Her lower abdomen contracted, and her penis throbbed as it poured a large amount of semen
into Qinggu's mouth, followed by a second, a third, and so on.
Qinggu half-closed her alluring eyes, simultaneously caressing her two sensitive areas, causing a blush to rise on her face.
Giving Jing Yunqing no chance to catch her breath, the red tongue in her mouth slowed its pressure on the penis, while her forked tongue twisted
together, focusing on teasing the clitoris below, which was also on the verge of collapse. Jing Yunqing was still immersed in the pleasure of ejaculation
when suddenly a tingling current surged from her lower body. Her snow-white legs stiffened abruptly, then trembled violently, and
her vaginal fluid gushed out like a spring, bringing her another clitoral orgasm.
Two consecutive orgasms left Jing Yunqing exhausted. She collapsed onto the table, lying on her side, panting heavily
, her two jade-like breasts rising and falling alluringly.
"Yunqing looks like she's enjoying it so much, I can't wait any longer... Mmm... I regret it, I shouldn't...
Oh... I shouldn't have let you... Mmm..." Zhen Hongyin gasped, half-jokingly. She had now switched to using
both hands to caress her genitals simultaneously, and her stance had changed from one leg in front of the other to legs side by side for easier masturbation. Ten slender,
jade-like fingers deftly moved through the area that brought her pleasure, some rubbing her clitoris, some gently penetrating the
constantly flowing nectar, leaving damp patches on the Persian velvet carpet beneath her.
"Phew..." Qinggu inhaled with pleasure, and after laying Jing Yunqing down, she began to focus on pleasing herself. She had
never masturbated with a snake tail before, and a few slow thrusts had already aroused her, but the ridges on the snake tail
rubbing against her thighs were still somewhat uncomfortable, and if the speed was slightly faster, there would be slight pain, preventing her from being fully satisfied. She hesitated...
After a moment's hesitation, she suddenly stopped, first withdrawing the snake's tail, then the entire long, shimmering blue-green body coiled
and moved behind her. Qing Gu's snake body coiled layer upon layer from the outside in, from bottom to top, reaching the same height
as the table, with the tail at the very top, its ridges pointing diagonally forward and upward. Most of Qing Gu's body above the knees
was supported by the thickest section of the snake, suspended in a seated position before moving above the snake's tail, aligning itself, and sinking downwards.
"Sizzle... Ooh!..." The snake's tail disappeared completely into Qing Gu's ecstasy, and she suddenly tilted her head back, letting out a satisfied
moan. Qing Gu was wanton by nature, never concealing her lewd cries during lovemaking; her moans alone were enough to arouse
the lust of Jing and Zhen. The coiled snake bodies beneath her acted like a soft cushion, supporting her round, jade-like buttocks.
Insertion in a seated position was no longer uncomfortable. Qinggu could finally indulge in pleasure. She braced herself against the snake bodies with one hand, while the other
grasped the erect penis in front of her, slowly stroking it. Her slender, sexy body rose and fell rapidly like waves, relentlessly pursuing carnal
pleasure .
The scene was like a vibrator standing on a chair made of snake bodies, and a beautiful, wanton
woman sitting on it, frantically masturbating.
Zhen Hongyin's beautiful eyes were wide open, her gaze fixed on the passionate performance before her. This unprecedented
, even unheard-of, lewd spectacle provided her with immense visual and psychological stimulation. She leaned naked against the pillar, her
cheeks flushed, her fragrant, hot breath escaping her lips, her nimble fingers dancing rapidly across her private parts.
The jade bracelet on her wrist and the silver chain at her ankle jingled melodiously from friction and trembling, blending with the sounds of water and
her breath, adding a touch of elegance to the alluring scene.
Jing Yunqing, having just recovered from her climax, was once again aroused by this enticing sight. She sat up on the table, her already
erect penis now even harder. She grasped the restless, throbbing member in one hand,
panting softly, stroking it slowly in rhythm with Qing Gu's masturbation.
The soft, dim light in the room illuminated the three women's fair skin, like applying
rouge to fine jade, giving it a faint pinkish glow. The interplay of light and shadow on their curvaceous bodies made
their alluring peaks appear even more mysterious and seductive.
Jing and Zhen's gazes were fixed on Qing Gu, mesmerized. The alluring enchantress's slender, supple body writhed and
undulated wildly on her serpentine form, which gleamed with a cold, bluish light, like the wind, like willow branches, like waves. Her hair, now loose
, cascaded down like a waterfall, fluttering and dancing with the rise and fall of her body. Qing Gu was completely immersed in the pleasure of self-pleasure,
her passion bursting forth, radiating a breathtaking beauty.
Suddenly, Zhen Hongyin let out a muffled groan, followed by a series of rapid, heavy breaths. She had brought herself
to orgasm; her jade-like buttocks trembled violently, and her juices gushed out, soaking
a large patch of the carpet beneath her. But her hands did not stop for a moment, seemingly tireless as she continued to play with her body, which was even more sensitive after her orgasm
. Zhen Hongyin watched the two beauties' self-pleasure game intently, indulging herself in the pleasure of lust
.
Even Qing Gu herself found the sharp, serpentine tail a difficult weapon to bear. After a few rapid thrusts,
Qinggu suddenly let out a muffled, lewd moan. Her body, which had just risen, abruptly stopped, revealing most of her wet snake tail
and the surrounding scales covered in love fluid. Qinggu frowned, her pearly teeth lightly biting her lower lip, her eyes so alluring they seemed to drip with water,
her expression a mixture of pleasure and anguish. She caught her breath briefly before lowering herself again, this time extremely slowly
. One could clearly see the hard ridges on her snake tail pushing aside the petals and disappearing into her ecstasy orifice, each ridge
causing her delicate body to tremble slightly, her moans becoming low and suppressed.
After several slow rises and falls, Qinggu's body trembled even more violently. "Oh...look at me...I'm almost...uh...
almost there..." Qinggu's seductive words had barely faded when her body seemed to give way, slumping heavily, instantly swallowing
the entire snake tail and even a small section of the body. "Ah!~~" A high-pitched moan escaped her lips as Qinggu's slender
upper body arched back, her mouth wide open, her breasts trembling, her chest heaving violently as she released her pent-up desire.
After a long while, Qinggu finally recovered from her intense orgasm. She looked up and saw Zhen Hongyin and Jing Yunqing
staring at her with infatuated expressions. Zhen Hongyin still had three fingers inserted into her vagina, and Jing Yunqing's slender hands still held her penis
, but both had stopped moving. A rare blush appeared on Qinggu's face, but her eyes shone with excitement. She had solved
the technical problem of masturbating with the snake tail; from now on, she would have another way to comfort herself during lonely nights.
She raised her hand to brush her long hair aside, and asked with a flirtatious tone, "How was it? Did you find that beautiful snake's self-pleasure show pleasing to the eye?"
Jing Yunqing sincerely exclaimed, "Wonderful! Qing Gu's beauty is truly incomparable! It makes my thing throb, and my lust
is uncontrollable." She playfully flicked her straight and hard jade stem, causing it to sway.
Zhen Hongyin had been watching the show the longest. Although she had masturbated and climaxed once in the middle, her desire had only increased, and now it was even harder for her to restrain herself.
She walked naked, her body glistening with fragrant sweat, to Qing Gu, her beautiful eyes overflowing with spring passion, meeting Qing Gu's emerald green
eyes. She didn't forget to tease her, "Qingjing Niangzi, you've never been stingy, why didn't you taste this pleasure sooner?"
As she spoke, without any foreplay, she raised her already dripping jade hips, aimed at Qing Gu's exquisite rod, and
sat down.
"Sizzle... Oh!..." With the jade stem fully inserted, Zhen Hongyin let out a soft moan, her body suddenly stiffening
as she leaned against Qinggu, trembling several times. She had just masturbated repeatedly, accumulating considerable pleasure in her lower body. Qinggu's
body was cool year-round, even her penis was like that. The sudden
insertion of a thick, cool foreign object into her sensitive, hot, yet empty honey hole, the contrast of hot and cold, caused Zhen Hongyin to ejaculate slightly on the spot.
Qinggu gently embraced Zhen Hongyin, the beautiful woman in her arms twisting her body, breathing softly, "Qinggu's rod
... ah... truly intoxicating, if only it were warmer..." Before she finished speaking, she felt a warmth behind her, something
hot and hard had squeezed into her buttocks, a fragrant, soft body pressed against her back, and at the same time, a
sweet, cloying whisper reached her ear: "Sister Hongyin, I'm coming."
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On the night of the Lantern Festival, when the cold of winter prevailed, people in the mortal world were either still lingering in the festive lantern market, or already fast asleep, or,
of course, more likely like the women of the Yiyuan Garden, happily doing what they loved. The side hall of the Yiyuan Garden in Binzhou was in the French...
Under the influence of the magic, the warmth was like mid-spring. The three spirit maidens indulged in passionate lovemaking, experiencing several climaxes. Jing and Zhen were both
drenched in fragrant sweat, while Qing Gu, though not sweating, possessed a unique, decadent fragrance in her semen and vaginal fluids. The rising body scent
mingled with the erotic aroma of her love fluids, and her soft moans and gasps filled the air, filling the spacious hall with a delicate fragrance and lingering melodies
. This further fueled the passion of the three women, who were lost in their own ecstasy, and they became completely absorbed in their lovemaking.
Suddenly, a strange noise rang out from behind the strange garden. An anxious voice quickly approached the side
hall entrance, "Fellow Daoists, a demon is attempting to sexually exploit us in the east of the city... Huh?!"
The voice abruptly stopped, the door opened, and a beautiful woman entered, holding a sword and standing on a wind-controlling talisman. The talisman
, rectangular in shape and about the size of a small boat, was floating two feet off the ground without any wind.
The three women in the hall were still deeply in the throes of passion, their bodies intertwined in an extremely erotic position
. Zhen Hongyin lay prone on the ground, her pink buttocks raised, her jade legs spread wide and resting on Jing Yunqing's arm. Jing Yunqing knelt
between her legs, his jade stem deeply embedded in this beautiful woman's body, thrusting rhythmically. Qinggu straddled Zhen Hongyin's head, the tip of his penis
swallowed by the deep valley between Zhen Hongyin's two high jade peaks. Zhen Hongyin placed her hands on
the outer edge of her full breasts, squeezing the valley even more enchantingly. In this position, Qinggu could enjoy Zhen Hongyin's breast play or savor
her oral skills, experiencing pleasure from both ends. Qinggu frequently frowned and exhaled, clearly extremely happy.
Several pools of suggestive white fluid had already spilled from between Zhen Hongyin's breasts to her lower abdomen.
The three women were lost in their pleasure when they were suddenly discovered by an uninvited guest, and they were all startled. Qing Gu was the most composed, though her expression
was slightly unnatural. Jing Yunqing, with the thinnest skin, was instantly
overcome with embarrassment and her face turned bright red, like a sheet of red cloth. Zhen Hongyin, whose face was hidden by Qing Gu, was spared the embarrassment.
The beautiful Daoist nun who had barged in saw the scene before her and stopped in surprise, but quickly regained her composure
. Her beautiful eyes subtly scanned the three women, revealing a knowing look, and she smiled gently, apologizing
: "I did not expect the three of you to have such refined interests. I apologize for disturbing you. Please forgive my ignorance. Please enjoy the night.
I will deal with the scoundrels in the east of the city myself." With that, she bowed and took her leave, her feet fluttering in the wind as she turned and
flew into the courtyard.
"Fellow Daoist Liu, please wait, let me go with you." Qing Gu called out, hurriedly getting up, her engorged member reluctantly
withdrawing from Zhen Hongyin's alluring breasts, a thin, ambiguous silver thread still attached to the glans. Liu Caiyi responded from afar, her voice
already high in the air outside the courtyard.
The spirit maiden Liu Caiyi was a disciple of the wandering immortal Fan Jiangcheng of Jade Si Mountain. Lady Jiangcheng was a disciple of Lady Yu Chen and Mu Zhenzhen's
senior sister. Liu Caiyi was older than Jing Yunqing, so she could be considered her senior sister. The two women were old acquaintances. Now that Jing Yunqing's term
was up, Liu Caiyi was the newly appointed Director of the Bureau of Strange Things, having arrived in Binzhou the day before yesterday. Knowing that Jing Yunqing would return to the mountain tomorrow, she
volunteered to be on duty tonight, hoping to give the three women a chance to get to know each other. However, the farewell banquet turned into a wild and unrestrained gathering
.
She had come seeking help, but unwilling to spoil the women's fun, and confident in her ability to handle it, she resolutely went alone. But she was
new to the place and unfamiliar with the people. Moreover, dealing with such disputes between humans and demons was best done with Qing Gu, who was also a demon.
So when Qing Gu volunteered, she readily agreed and stood waiting in the air.
Qing Gu stood up, muttering angrily, "Whose wild child dares to be so audacious! I have already instructed all families
to restrain their children and not disturb our joyful gathering. Now someone has deliberately violated this rule; I will imprison him for a hundred days to vent my anger!"
In truth, among the human and demon cultivators of Binzhou, none possessed high cultivation or a penchant for causing trouble. The women of the Strange Garden had been idle for several months
, assuming tonight would be no different. Therefore, with Liu Caiyi on night duty, the three of them felt safe to openly indulge in debauchery in the front hall.
Zhen Hongyin sat up from the ground, her face glistening with Qinggu's love fluid. She sighed helplessly,
"Binzhou has been peaceful for months. What you've done is nothing short of announcing to the villains that tonight we have no time to spare, it's the perfect time for us to commit adultery
. Those who wouldn't dare to do it before are now stirring with desire."
"Oh... Sister Hongyin, be gentle..." Zhen Hongyin, who had been
supporting herself with her legs raised high, was now actually sitting on Jing Yunqing's body, her penis remaining inside her throughout the ordeal.
The change in position caused her vaginal canal to squeeze and twist against the penis, making Jing Yunqing groan several more times.
"Hmm... or perhaps it comes from somewhere else?" Although Jing Yunqing was also annoyed by the interruption, she
still kindly tried to excuse Qinggu.
"Alright, alright, no matter who she is, I'll quickly settle this matter and then return to the two beauties
to apologize." Qing Gu seemed to be in a better mood. With a swaying waist and light steps, she walked towards the door with a giggle. Her
clothes, which had been scattered on the ground, fluttered up and wrapped around her. Just moments ago, she was a naked harlot, but in the blink of an eye, she
had transformed into a well-dressed beauty.
Zhen Hongyin, however, did not intend to let her off so easily. "The three of us are having a joyous gathering tonight to bid farewell to Sister Yunqing.
Why is Lady Qing Gu leaving so soon? Fellow Daoist Liu is elegant and beautiful, quite a sight to behold. Are you abandoning your old friendship for a new love, wanting to leave Long for
Shu?" She had worked with Qing Gu for a long time than Jing Yunqing and had figured out the snake beauty's temperament. At this moment, she pointed
out Qing Gu's little scheme.
Qinggu turned back, her face contorted with exaggerated resentment and grievance. "What injustice! What are you saying! It's not that I'm leaving Long,
but that Long is leaving me. Since I've been abandoned, how can I not look out for myself?" Jing Yunqing's expression became somewhat unnatural upon hearing this. Seeing this,
Qinggu realized she might have gone too far, so she quickly ran back, bent down, and kissed her cheek, then
kissed Zhen Hongyin's cheek as well, laughing, "Just kidding. Be good and wait for my return, then we'll go to Wushan together again." With that, she rode
away in a gust of demonic wind.
The next moment, Qinggu's voice faintly came from the eaves outside: "Riding the wind faster than the imperial talisman, Sister Caiyi, please take
my hand..." The rest faded into the distance, presumably gone. Zhen Hongyin, hearing this from inside the house,
smiled knowingly. Suddenly, she felt a pair of hands lift her buttocks and then gently lower them. Looking down, she saw Jing Yunqing's delicate brows
slightly furrowed, her large, watery eyes filled with desire as she looked at her. Clearly, she couldn't wait to continue the pleasure that had been interrupted
. "Sister Hongyin, let's do it again."
The two women had been close friends for many years and were very familiar with each other's bodies. Zhen Hongyin knew Jing Yunqing was about to ejaculate,
so she wrapped her legs around her back, placed her hands on Jing Yunqing's shoulders, and thrust her hips forward rapidly, her breasts swaying.
Two dazzling waves of breasts. Zhen Hongyin's trick worked perfectly; with just one rise and fall, Jing Yunqing cried out in pleasure.
After a dozen or so thrusts, Jing Yunqing reached her climax. She tightly embraced the beauty in her arms, burying her head in her high, firm breasts, and ejaculated
profusely.
Zhen Hongyin admired Jing Yunqing's beautiful state during her climax, leaning down to whisper in her ear, "Let's go to my room to play, so no
one sees us again."
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The two beauties continued their lovemaking in Zhen Hongyin's room. Jing Yunqing did not keep the Yang-enhancing pill to herself, but
shared it with Zhen Hongyin after every few ejaculations. This continued for more than an hour, until it was Zhen Hongyin's turn again, her penis formed from the Yang-enhancing
pill, to enjoy Jing Yunqing's beautiful body.
Zhen Hongyin and Jing Yunqing faced each other, their breasts pressed together, embracing each other intimately in a side-lying position
. Zhen Hongyin's cheeks flushed crimson, her breathing rapid. After a dozen more thrusts, she dared not move again, her delicate body tense,
her voice trembling, "Oh...so good...I can't take it anymore...oh...help me...help me squeeze it out
..."
"Hmm...okay...I'm almost there too...woo...Sister Hongyin...let's go together..." Jing Yunqing
responded softly, simultaneously controlling her vaginal muscles to squeeze the penis inside her, from shallow to deep, one contraction after another. Before she had squeezed
ten times, Zhen Hongyin couldn't help but let out a lewd cry and ejaculated. Jing Yunqing was already on the verge of orgasm, and the hot
semen instantly sent a tingling sensation through her body from her genitals. She gritted her teeth, arched her back, and after a couple more thrusts, she too
climaxed with a soft cry. A
moment later, Zhen Hongyin, having just finished ejaculating, withdrew her still-erect penis, letting it slide between their lower abdomens.
A trace of semen still clung to the glans, leaving a silvery thread on the smooth skin of the two women. Zhen Hongyin said breathlessly, "Let's rest a bit.
We'll have another fierce battle when Qinggu returns." The two women had already experienced more than ten orgasms each, and their soft, fragrant bodies
were covered with stains of lust left by each other. Jing Yunqing was also feeling a little tired, so she readily agreed.
The two women, having temporarily satisfied their lust, relaxed from their climax. Zhen Hongyin rested her head on Jing Yunqing's jade-like arm, chatting
idly. She began to display another of her womanly talents—gossip: "Does Fellow Daoist Liu have a lover?"
"No. I had a former lover, but our relationship didn't work out. I'm still single now."
"That's easy." A smile appeared on Zhen Hongyin's lips. "Fellow Daoist Liu is in the prime of his youth. Judging from his words and
demeanor, he must be a charming and discerning woman. Since he has no lover and no one to hold him back, with Qinggu
's flirtatious methods, he'll surely be in your bedchamber within a few months."
Jing Yunqing had experienced Qinggu's flirtatious methods firsthand. When she first arrived in Binzhou, she was captured by Qinggu's beauty trap in less than a month
, and from then on, she became intimate bedmates with the two women. She deeply agreed with Zhen Hongyin's analysis, but
Zhen Hongyin's affected tone made her chuckle: "What's the difference between Qinggu's tent and Hongyin's tent? Why does Hongyin
still refer to her as 'Fellow Daoist Liu'? Just call her 'Sister Caiyi' directly. Besides, Qinggu is willing to do the seduction, while Hongyin can
sit back and enjoy the fruits of her labor—isn't that delightful!"
Speaking of Liu Caiyi, Jing Yunqing remembered that she was also a disciple of Madam Yuchen, and couldn't help but worry: "Now that Senior Sister Liu
knows about our affairs, if she were to reveal it to our fellow disciples, and even Sister Yun'er finds out, it would be disastrous."
"Don't worry, Caiyi wouldn't do that," Zhen Hongyin readily changed her form of address. "Caiyi is a woman
of good character and chivalry. Judging from her volunteering to keep watch at night and requesting to go alone to quell the demon, one can know her character. Since she knows you admire Cheng Dao
, she certainly wouldn't gossip like this. Don't worry."
At this point, Zhen Hongyin suddenly looked at Jing Yunqing with a serious expression and said solemnly, "Zigui, you should do a good job
with Cheng Dao. All our past interactions are like fleeting clouds, nothing to linger over. And whatever you do, don't let Cheng Dao know."
Jing Yunqing's eyes were a little moist. She had served as the Director of the Bureau of Strange Things in Binzhou for six years. Although she had only been bed partners with Qinggu and Zhen Hongyin,
they had naturally developed feelings for each other over the years. She lowered her head slightly and took a breath: "I humbly accept your instruction." Then she smiled,
"Sister Hongyin's praise of 'Sister Caiyi' is truly commendable, and I am pleased." As she spoke, she flicked two fingers
between Zhen Hongyin's breasts and abdomen, picking up a clump of white, viscous liquid, whether it was her own or Zhen Hongyin's
semen, was unclear. She put her fingers back in her mouth and sucked on them, then gave Zhen Hongyin a flirtatious wink, "Please, in
this finite evening, seek endless pleasure, so that you may have no regrets." After saying this, she reached for Zhen Hongyin's
genitals with lightning speed, accurately finding the sensitive clitoris, and began to gently caress it.
"Mmm~~" Zhen Hongyin was aroused by Jing Yunqing's wanton words and actions, and then suddenly
attacked by this, she immediately let out a soft moan. Not to be outdone, she reached her hand to Jing Yunqing's private parts and began to fondle them. Neither of them spoke
, only the soft smacking of their fingers and their panting breaths filled the room. A warm,
intimate atmosphere permeated the room, while snowflakes drifted silently outside the window, creating a scene of quiet tenderness. Suddenly, a
strong
gust of wind broke the stillness of the snowy night, howling and swirling the
snowflakes in its wake. The wind reached the front yard, revealing Qing Gu's tall, slender figure. This snake-like beauty wore an unhappy expression,
leading a beautiful woman in yellow, bound hand and foot with a magic rope. A middle-aged
woman followed not far behind. The woman appeared to be around thirty years old, with delicate features and a sorrowful expression. Her face bore a resemblance to the younger woman
. It seemed Qing Gu had not only captured the culprit but also brought the family member into the mess. Liu Caiyi did not return with Qinggu
, presumably staying behind to clean up the mess and comfort the human women who had been sexually exploited.
The woman in yellow was tightly bound by ropes, forced to stumble along the snow-covered ground by Qinggu's dragging, still
shouting, "Chen's sister and I are in love! What right do you have to arrest me?"
Qinggu snorted coldly and pulled the woman in yellow in front of her. The woman in yellow was quite slender,
shorter than Qinggu, only reaching her shoulder. Qinggu extended a slender, jade-like finger and lifted the delicate chin of the woman in yellow,
making her look up at her. She smiled alluringly, revealing two gleaming fangs. "Is that so? The Huang family daughter
is so beautiful, she makes me want to pity her. Why don't we, in turn, pledge our love tomorrow, I will drink your essence and devour your
flesh, to forge an eternal bond? Is that alright?"
Although she knew Qinggu wouldn't actually do such a thing, the woman in yellow was still somewhat frightened. Her face turned pale, and she
dared not utter another word. Qinggu didn't say anything more to her and led her directly to a tower about two people tall on the left side of the courtyard.
They opened the tower door and pushed her inside. Qinggu then turned to the beautiful woman and said, "Your daughter's sentence is one hundred days. Fellow Daoist,
please return."
Upon hearing that she would be imprisoned for one hundred days, the beautiful woman immediately paled and pleaded with Qinggu, "Huang Juan'er is young and inexperienced,
and I have failed to discipline her, leading her to be instigated to commit this reckless act. Now that Chen's life is not in danger, I beg you to consider her first offense and
grant her some leniency. I will be eternally grateful for your great kindness." As she spoke, tears welled in her eyes. "One hundred days
of imprisonment, utterly alone and helpless, it is truly unbearable."
Qinggu, along with Zhen and Jing... The two girls' good time was interrupted by Huang Juan Nu, and they were very unhappy. They wanted to vent
their anger, but they wouldn't listen to
Qing Gu. "Does Fellow Daoist You Huan not know? Who instigated this? It was the sisters in your family! Fortunately, Chen's life is not in danger. If it were, your daughter would have been sent to Zhu Ling Cave Heaven and her name would be in the Ling Tower. Even if you wanted to ask her to be imprisoned for another hundred days,
it would be impossible."
The beautiful woman called Lady You Huan obviously loved her daughter who had caused trouble and couldn't bear to see her suffer
the pain of a hundred days of imprisonment. She just kept pulling Qing Gu and pleading with her. Qinggu, still eager to return and enjoy her time with Zhen and Jing
, was annoyed by Youhuan's nagging and snapped, "Since you love your daughter so much, why don't you go into the tower and keep her company! Stop
bothering me!"
Youhuan paused, then asked, "If I go into the tower, will I have to share a room with Huang Juan'er?" Her
love for her daughter was so intense that she actually wanted to go into the tower to suffer with Huang Juan'er, but she hadn't lost her senses; instead, she began to consider
whether going into the tower could truly help her daughter.
Qinggu's words were just a momentary outburst, intended to discourage Youhuan, but Youhuan had taken it seriously. Qinggu
couldn't back down now and could only reply, extremely frustrated, "No."
It turned out that each of the strange gardens had a small stone tower, four corners, three stories, with an ancient and unassuming design
. In reality, it was a prison for temporarily confining cultivators, hence the name "Prison Tower." The interior of the Prison Tower
is divided into over a hundred interconnected secret chambers, each a self-contained space, dark and empty.
When the Minister of Strange Things sends illegal cultivators into the tower, he sets a time limit for their imprisonment. The cultivator is then teleported to an unoccupied
chamber, and automatically released from the tower upon completion of the time limit.
Creating such spaces is only possible for Earth Immortals or those with higher cultivation levels. Thousands of years ago, when the Strange Garden was first established, the immortals of the Middle Yuan
gathered at Kunlun. Loose Immortals refined materials, and Earth Immortals crafted artifacts, taking three decades to complete, resulting in 8,400 Prison Towers scattered
throughout the cities and towns of the world. This Prison Tower in Binzhou's Strange Garden was crafted by the previous Lord of Zhuling Cave, the teacher of Lady Yuchen, the Purple Void
Yuanjun.
Forged by Earth Immortals, the Prison Tower can imprison cultivators of the Transformation Realm and below.
Even low-level Loose Immortals who are trapped will find it difficult to escape. For the safety and privacy of the imprisoned cultivators, the Prison Tower's spatial operation
mode was set so that only one person could be imprisoned in each secret room. Si Yiqing is a spirit maiden, and Si Yi Shangqing is a transformation maiden; they
can open and close the Prison Tower and enter and exit using special talismans, but they cannot freely control its spatial operation. Therefore, even if Qing Gu imprisoned
You Huan Niangzi as well, she could not ensure that she and her daughter were in the same space.
You Huan Niangzi did not seem particularly disappointed by this answer, as if she had expected it. She then compromised
, "Since we cannot be in the same room, I only hope that you, fellow Daoist, will consider my suffering in place of my daughter. Both mother and daughter are imprisoned; could you perhaps
reduce their sentences slightly?" She could tell that Qing Gu was in a bad mood, so her expression and words were especially humble and respectful. Her tone
was melodious and pleasant, and her soft pleading made it difficult to refuse.
Qing Gu remained silent. She wasn't one to be easily swayed by pity, but even she was somewhat moved by You Huan's persistence and
love for her daughter. Her beautiful emerald eyes narrowed slightly as she carefully examined
the beautiful woman before her, who was bowing her head and pleading pitifully. Her gaze lingered brazenly on You Huan's pretty face and slender figure,
a lustful thought rising in her mind. Qing Gu smiled wickedly, her tone softening slightly, "I am also a demon, and the life and
death of the Chen family are none of my concern. If you and your daughter can truly provide me with the pleasure of being together, then perhaps this matter can be pursued..."
You Huan looked up in surprise, her beautiful eyes wide, staring intently at Qing Gu, as if trying to ascertain whether her words were true or false. Qing Gu's fondness for beauty and her talent for wit 　　were well-known among
the people and demon cultivators of Binzhou .
Seeing Lady Youhuan's conflicted and hesitant expression, it seemed she might actually agree to
Qinggu's unreasonable request to spare her daughter less suffering.
Just then, a gust of wind rose again, and Qinggu looked up to see Liu Caiyi flying towards her on a wind-controlling talisman.
Liu Caiyi had also seen Qinggu and waved to her from afar.
Lady Youhuan, with her back to the courtyard, was still caught up in her inner turmoil and didn't notice any of this. In truth, a
powerful and beautiful female demon like Qinggu was quite attractive to her. If Qinggu only wanted to have
an intimate relationship with her, she might not only not resist but even be somewhat willing; if it were just with Huang Juan Nu,
Lady Youhuan wouldn't mind too much; but Qinggu, by nature lustful, wanted mother and daughter to share a bed, which she ultimately found difficult
to accept. Lady Youhuan was still struggling internally when the alluring snake spirit before her suddenly changed her tone: "Heh,
my previous words were just a joke! Both you and your daughter are beautiful enough to be a feast for the eyes, how could I not have feelings for you? But the gods have decreed that
the seduction of living people is forbidden for three hundred years. I am the Minister of Strange Things, and having assumed my position, I must be loyal to my duty. I hope you will not take offense."
Qing Gu's words were now polite and refined, a stark contrast to her previous frivolous attitude. As soon as she finished speaking, a gentle breeze
carried Liu Caiyi down to the courtyard. Lady Youhuan sighed inwardly, knowing that the opportunity had passed, and even if she
were willing to sacrifice her beauty now, it would be too late.
Liu Caiyi calmly put away the wind-controlling talisman and bowed to Qing Gu: "The matter is settled." Seeing Lady Youhuan there,
she knew it was about the Yellow Silk Girl. Not wanting to cause trouble, she simply greeted her politely and prepared to leave the front courtyard and
return to the back hall.
Lady Youhuan knew that Qinggu was beyond saving, and Liu Caiyi was her last hope. Moreover,
Liu Caiyi had been relatively friendly to her and her daughter when Huang Juannu was captured earlier. She hurriedly called out, "Fellow Daoist Liu, please wait!" At the same
time, she quickly caught up with Liu Caiyi, first bowing deeply to her, then pleading with her in a humble and soft voice to
intercede with Qinggu to reduce Huang Juannu's sentence.
When Liu Caiyi heard that Qinggu had sentenced Huang Juannu to a hundred days of imprisonment, she understood that Qinggu was venting her personal anger. Huang Juannu had
n't harmed Chen Shi, and shouldn't have been imprisoned for so long. Qinggu was clearly using her frustration from having her lovemaking interrupted to...
The anger was vented on the "innocent" Huang Juan Nu. Although Liu Caiyi didn't agree with this action, she couldn't
voice her objections in front of Lady Youhuan. She felt some sympathy for Lady Youhuan, but given the special circumstances,
unless someone close to Qing Gu, like Zhen Hongyin or Jing Yunqing, used some gentle persuasion and charm to
win Qing Gu back, how could she, an outsider, possibly change her mind? Liu Caiyi looked at Qing
Gu, then at Lady Youhuan, a troubled expression on her face.
"Sister Caiyi, is Chen Shi alright?" Qing Gu suddenly asked.
Liu Caiyi was slightly puzzled. When Qing Gu escorted Huang Juan Nu away, they had confirmed that Chen Shi was unharmed
, only frightened and separated from her family. That's why she stayed behind to comfort Chen Shi and help her find
her family. Qing Gu couldn't be so forgetful. Her mind raced, guessing that Qing Gu might be deliberately giving her a reason
to plead for Huang Juan Nu. She carefully considered her words before replying, "Thanks to Fellow Daoist Qing's illness, when I arrived, Huang
Juan and Chen were not yet involved in the chaos. Chen is fortunately unharmed, only slightly frightened. I have already taken her home and left her some medicine to reassure
her family." She carefully observed Qing Gu's reaction, and Qing Gu was also looking at her, her gaze filled with approval, appreciation
, and a hint of inexplicable ambiguity. Liu Caiyi subconsciously looked away to avoid eye contact, while at the same time becoming more certain
of her judgment, and continued, "Since Chen is safe, Huang Juan, though she has made a mistake, is not seriously harmed. Considering her
young age, rather than imprisoning her without teaching her, which would only breed resentment, wouldn't it be better to spend a little more time sending her home early so she can reflect on her actions behind closed doors? Fellow
Daoist Youhuan can then fulfill her duty of instruction and find some solace in her loving parental love. What does Fellow Daoist Qing think?" Seeing that Liu Caiyi
was willing to speak up for her, Lady Youhuan also cooperated by saying that she would definitely discipline Huang Juan strictly after she returned home.
Qinggu readily agreed, "Since Sister Caiyi has pleaded for me, I will grant this favor. Fellow Daoist
Youhuan, your daughter's confinement will end in thirty days. On the first day of next month, you may return home."
Seeing Qinggu's quick agreement, Liu Caiyi became even more certain of her suspicions. In her mind, Qinggu
was the leader of the demons in the Binzhou area, so she naturally didn't need to show any special courtesy to Lady Youhuan. Moreover, as a newly appointed
human, she needed to cultivate good relations with the local demon cultivators. "Qinggu is not acting out of personal favor; she is truly doing me a favor,"
Liu Caiyi thought. She was grateful, but because Lady Youhuan was still present, she silently cast a
sincere glance of thanks at Qinggu.
Qinggu returned the smile with feigned modesty, secretly delighted. Although she had missed a golden opportunity to become a mother-daughter duo,
her quick thinking and adaptability had successfully increased Liu Caiyi's favor towards her. Her interest in Lady Youhuan and Huangjuan
was merely a spur-of-the-moment decision; Liu Caiyi was her primary target. "What is lost on one front is gained on another,
" Qinggu thought smugly, as if she could already see Liu Caiyi writhing and
yielding beneath her.
Liu Caiyi and Qinggu each harbored their own thoughts, while Lady Youhuan was undoubtedly the happiest among the women present. Liu
Caiyi's brief words had shortened Huangjuan's sentence from one hundred days to thirty, less than a third of the original.
Lady Youhuan was overjoyed and thanked Liu Caiyi and Qinggu profusely.
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With everything settled, Lady Youhuan took her leave, while Liu Caiyi continued her night watch in the back hall.
Qinggu didn't go to the front hall. In a very good mood, she walked lightly through the corridors and directly to
Zhen Hongyin's room. Without knocking, she pushed open the door and entered. To her surprise, she saw
Jing and Zhen, who had just reached orgasm from masturbation and were now limp on the bed.
Without a word, Qinggu undressed and joined the fray. Using her hands and mouth, she quickly rekindled Jing and
Zhen's desire. The beauties engaged in a night of passion, their three soft, fragrant bodies pressed tightly together, moaning and
trembling, fully enjoying the exquisite pleasure of hovering at the peak. In Zhen Hongyin's boudoir, the bed, the tables and chairs, the walls,
and even the windowsill were all stained with the traces of their joy.
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It was the same Lantern Festival, but while Binzhou was covered in snow, Yongzhou, hundreds of miles away, enjoyed a clear, starry night. Chinese
folk customs: Lantern viewing and eating glutinous rice balls on the Lantern Festival. Tonight, Yongzhou was like a city that never sleeps, the entire city adorned with festive
lights, especially the bustling West Market, where all kinds of colorful lanterns competed for attention, illuminating the streets as bright as day
. The streets were teeming with people, laughter and chatter filling the air, freely expressing the joy of spring's arrival.
Cheng Yiyun was also among the crowd. Lady Bailu's residence, Yuelu Mountain, was located on the outskirts of Yongzhou. Every year during
the Lantern Festival, her family would invite Cheng Yiyun and Jing Yunqing to celebrate together. Mu Zhenzhen seemed to
have no interest in such mundane festivals, and in Cheng Yiyun's memory, Lady Bailu had never invited her. Since Jing Yunqing
went to Binzhou to take up his post, only Cheng Yiyun had attended the annual gathering.
"Gulp~" In a private room on the third floor of Zuixianju overlooking the street, Cheng Yiyun enjoyed a cup of rice wine. She licked
her lips, her beautiful eyes slightly flushed, a blush appearing on her pretty face. Previously, due to her age, she was forbidden from drinking alcohol and could only salivate at the
aroma. Today, she could finally drink to her heart's content. Sitting at the same table with her were Lady Bailu and her family of five.
Lady Bailu and Lady Luyao had three daughters: the eldest, Lady Wenjin; the second, Lady Luhua; and the youngest, Lady Luping.
Lady Wenjin and Lady Luhua were already adults but unmarried, while nineteen-year-old Lady Luping was still a
playful girl who only thought about having fun all day. However, Cheng Yiyun knew that this state wouldn't last long.
Although Cheng Yiyun had only undergone her coming-of-age ceremony nine days ago, she had already become aware of many changes happening to her
. It seemed as if overnight, the games she loved playing yesterday had become less interesting, like faded
old toys that no longer aroused her interest. And every morning when she woke up, her penis was always hard
, which still puzzled her. She had asked Mu Zhenzhen about this, and Mu Zhenzhen smiled and reassured her that it was
a normal physiological phenomenon for women like her after reaching adulthood, and that she shouldn't worry about it. But for some reason, she always
felt that her master's smile at that time seemed to have a deeper meaning.
Cheng Yiyun also found that she liked looking in the mirror more than before, liked wearing pretty clothes, and liked looking at beautiful women.
At this moment, Lu Huazi, who was sitting opposite her, happened to be a beautiful woman with good looks, and as her name suggested,
she was dressed somewhat "revealingly". A sleeveless, form-fitting silk dress outlined her slender figure, and her two white, lotus-root-like arms were exposed.
Her V-neck was deeply plunging, revealing a glimpse of her full breasts. With each turn, a glimpse of her skin was revealed, and with slightly larger movements,
her entire rounded breasts seemed about to spill out, making Cheng Yiyun feel slightly dizzy.
Tonight, Cheng Yiyun was somewhat annoyed because she found her gaze uncontrollably
drifting towards Lu Huazi's chest, making her feel both embarrassed and confused. Previously, when she visited Lu Yao's family, she had been pulled by Lu Pinggu
to bathe with the three Lu women. Back then, even facing Lu Huazi's naked body, she felt completely at ease, never experiencing this strange
feeling. Was this also one of the side effects of adulthood? Thinking this, Cheng Yiyun shook her head in distress.
Snapping out of her daze, Cheng Yiyun suddenly realized that she was staring at Lu Huazi's breasts again, and
even her erection was throbbing and stirring. She silently felt ashamed and quickly turned her head away,
just in time to see Madam Wenjin adding a bowl of glutinous rice balls to Madam Bailu's bowl. The freshly cooked glutinous rice balls were still a little hot, so Madam Wenjin
made a hand gesture to cool them down, then took a small sip of the soup herself to make sure it wasn't too hot before
handing the glutinous rice balls to Madam Bailu.
"If only Master and Senior Sister were here too!" Seeing this heartwarming scene between Madam Bailu and her daughter, Cheng Yiyun
felt a pang of envy. Her Senior Sister wouldn't be back until tomorrow, and Mu Zhenzhen was alone on Huiyan Peak. Cheng Yiyun suddenly felt that
perhaps she should go back sooner to keep her Master company.
"Yun'er, are you lost in thought? Are you drunk? Asleep? Or are you daydreaming?" Seeing Cheng Yiyun still in a daze,
Madam Lu Yao asked, half-jokingly and half-concernedly.
"Haven't you felt a stirring of spring in your heart, longing for your lover?" Lu Hua Zi teased Cheng Yi Yun, echoing her mother's words, and even
deliberately puffed out her chest, winking at her.
Cheng Yi Yun's face flushed red to the roots of her neck. Her impolite peeping had clearly been noticed by Lu Hua Zi, and
it was likely that Lady Lu Yao and the others had also noticed, but had kindly chosen not to point it out. However, hearing
no anger in Lu Hua Zi's tone, Cheng Yi Yun felt slightly relieved.
"Are you alright, Sister Yun'er? If you can't hold your liquor, fruit juice is quite delicious." Lu Ping Gu was the most naive, thinking
Cheng Yi Yun was feeling the effects of the alcohol, and kindly suggested she drink fruit juice like herself.
"There's another reason, it's not the wine." Cheng Yiyun paused, unable to admit that she had been distracted by Lu Huazi's
ample bosom, so she skipped that part and simply stated her current thoughts: "I humbly wish that Master were here, so that I could be
like Sister Wenjin, offering you a bowl of Yuanxiao!"
"It's fitting that you have such a heart, Yun'er!" Lady Bailu's beautiful eyes lit up upon hearing this, and she sincerely praised, "Fellow Daoist Mu's
feelings are indeed different from ours. However, he is a solitary phoenix without companions, his heart is secluded and lonely, leading to his solitary presence in the desolate mountains, guarding the moon alone at night. If
you could share in the joys of this world, that would be wonderful!"
Lady Bailu's words made Cheng Yiyun even more eager to return home. She even felt a little guilty; how could she
have only cared about her own enjoyment and left her master all alone in the mountains?
While the women were watching the lanterns, Cheng Yiyun had already selected some of the most beautiful lanterns and
stored them in her jade slip. Now that she had made up her mind, she asked the shopkeeper for another serving of various kinds of glutinous rice balls, put them in her mustard seed pouch, and then got up to take her leave:
"I have enjoyed the magnificent lantern market. I have tasted all the delicious food of the Lantern Festival. I have stored them in the jade slip and in the silk pouch. I wish to return home
and present them to my master."
The five Lu women reacted differently.
Lu Pinggu pouted with great disappointment: "No! Sister Cheng used to stay for several days before returning home. Now that she is
leaving so soon, who will play with me?"
As Cheng Yiyun's wet nurse, Madam Lu Yao was quite gratified by this: "Yun'er has just come of age and already has the heart to repay her
parents. I am comforted by your kindness." As she spoke, she glanced at Lu Pinggu intentionally or unintentionally.
Both Wen Jin Niangzi and Lu Hua Zi glanced sideways at Lu Ping Gu, saying, "Mother's words are quite profound!"
However, Bai Lu Madam was more thoughtful: "Yun'er is new to fine wine and may not be able to handle the wine. Why not go to my humble abode for a
nap? You can return tomorrow morning."
Cheng Yi Yun, however, was eager to return and wouldn't listen to any advice. She leaped up, rising more than half a person's height, her arms slightly
outstretched, gracefully twirling before landing steadily. "Aunt Bai Lu
, don't worry. This is just village wine; though mellow, it's not enough to intoxicate me."
Seeing that Cheng Yi Yun was determined to leave, Bai Lu Madam didn't insist further. After all, Cheng Yi Yun, as a transformed woman, had
a higher cultivation level than Wen Jin and Lu Hua Zi, so she probably wouldn't suffer any harm from a few cups of wine. So she instructed again, "Yun'er
, go well. Tell your teacher for me that he should open his heart soon; in the misty mountains and seas, there is something to satisfy his heart."
Cheng Yiyun bowed to the group of women, then comforted Lu Pinggu with a few kind words, before leaping
out of the window and flying westward towards Hengshan. The window remained closed.
With Cheng Yiyun gone, although Lady Luyao approved of her actions, she couldn't help but feel somewhat dejected. She looked out
the window and said to her daughters, "The moon is full tonight; we should return to the mountains early to eat the moonlight and gather the Emperor's nectar."
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The Zhuling Cave Heaven under the moon was tranquil and beautiful. It was late winter, and the peaks of the cave heaven stretched for over a thousand miles, all covered in a
silvery white. The night sky above the mountains was clear as a mirror, without a speck of dust, except for a single icy moon quietly emitting its clear light.
A few wisps of light clouds lingered among the mountain valleys, reflecting the bright moon and snow-capped peaks.
"A mountain is not famous for its height, but for the immortals who dwell there." The world may think this is just a proverb, but cultivators know
its true meaning. If an immortal resides on a mountain peak, a series of floating islands of varying sizes will gradually form around it in mid-air.
The larger ones are like inverted hills, while the smaller ones can only accommodate a few people. Their varying heights and distances
make it clear at a glance that this mountain is the abode of immortals.
Cheng Yiyun was flying over the northern foothills of Mount Huo, where the earth immortal Gougu resided. Beyond several mountain ridges, the Returning Goose Peak was already faintly visible
. At this time, the moon was high in the sky, its light blazing, the best time to absorb its essence. Cultivation by other beings requires absorbing
the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, and consuming the essence of the sun and moon. Although human cultivation primarily uses alchemy, there are also auxiliary methods such as the Great Palace Method of Absorbing the Sun and Moon's Light
. The floating islands surrounding the immortal mountain are situated in a high and open area, making them a popular spot for human and demon cultivators to
absorb the moon's essence. On a full moon, occasionally, imperial nectar will fall from the moonlight. This imperial nectar is shaped like a large olive, about a
foot long, and a deep blue-green in color. It is as light as a feather, useless to human cultivators, but highly beneficial to demon cultivators.
Many demons have gained their first sentience after accidentally receiving a drop of imperial nectar. Given the importance of the full moon night…
Every full moon, Lady Yuchen would dispel the clouds, granting Zhuling Grotto a clear night sky—
one of her duties as the grotto's master.
Various colored lights flickered on the floating islands near Mount Huo, as female demons refined their inner cores using the moonlight.
Cheng Yiyun had seen Lady Wenjin's inner core before; it resembled a large, round, beautiful bead, radiating a warm
glow. Lu Pinggu, having only recently begun her cultivation, had not yet formed her inner core and often envied her sisters for having such a beautiful
bead to play with. Cheng Yiyun had already collected three drops of Emperor's Essence on her journey, intending to deliver them to Lu Pinggu tomorrow
as compensation for not being able to play with her tonight, and perhaps even help her form her core sooner. However, Emperor's Essence
vanished upon contact with anything and naturally dissipated after sunrise, making it almost impossible to preserve. Cheng Yiyun carefully used her object-capturing magic
to hold them lightly against her chest, hoping her master, a wandering immortal, might have a solution.
Cheng Yiyun, still young at heart, searched around for any more imperial nectar falling while lowering her
altitude to above the trees. The forest was vast and desolate, draped in frost and snow. A graceful figure darted past, skimming the top of the canopy,
shattering countless jade-like corals in the wind, leaving a long trail of icy dust and snow behind her.
"Hehe~~ Trailing a rainbow to chase the moon, the comet gazes upon me and falls!"
The comet is a malevolent star of the moon, also known as the Moon Comet, which devours the moon whenever it invades. Looking back at the white "tail" she had created, Cheng Yiyun couldn't help but recall the mythical 　　spectacle
of the Moon Comet with its long comet tail streaking across the sky, devouring the moon . 　　 Just as she was having fun, a sudden, intense dizziness and headache struck, causing her to lose her balance and 　　tumble into the bushes. Cheng Yiyun hurriedly concentrated, using hand seals to control her qi, and finally managed to steady 　　herself before crashing to the ground. Enduring her headache, she swayed and rose again, only to go a few feet before everything went black again, her path veering off course and 　　nearly crashing into a large tree. 　　 Cheng Yiyun had been enjoying a lavish gathering with the women of the Lu family that night, inevitably drinking a few too many cups. Now, the effects of the alcohol were rising, making 　　her dizzy and drowsy. She longed to lie down in the snow and sleep for a while, but her heart was with Mu Zhenzhen. So, she 　　forced herself to persevere, enduring her discomfort to continue, but the wind made her stumble and fall, making her appear extremely disheveled. 　　 A wind had begun to blow through the mountains, and a faint song seemed to drift from it: 　　 "I wish to climb Fusang, to see where the sun and moon rise. 　　 I wish to climb Jianmu, to see where the light and shadow enter..." 　　 The song was ethereal and otherworldly, melodious and graceful, like celestial music descending from the heavens, carried by the cool 　　breeze, gently brushing against Cheng Yiyun's face. Hearing it, Cheng Yiyun felt a surge of energy, 　　and the dizziness that had plagued her halfway down the mountain lessened slightly. She finally had time to calm herself and examine her surroundings, and was pleasantly surprised to find that she 　　had unknowingly arrived halfway up Huiyan Peak. If it weren't for the song, she might have flown past without even realizing it. Another discovery, however, was less pleasant: her arms were empty; the few Emperor's Essence pills had long since 　　disappeared during 　　the earlier jolts . 　　 The Emperor's Dew could be gathered again on the night of the next full moon, Cheng Yiyun shook off her disappointment, and instead focused her attention on the 　　song in the wind. The singer seemed to be in the distance one moment, and nearby the next, a wisp of celestial music coming and going, drifting on the wind 　　, elusive and unpredictable. 　　 Cheng Yiyun followed the song, soaring upwards towards the summit of Huiyan Peak. After rounding a cliff, the previously faint 　　song suddenly became clear: 　　 "I wish to go to that boundless land, to gaze upon the limits of its heaven and earth. 　　 I wish to cross that shore without boats and oars, to explore the whereabouts of its stars..." 　　 The song led Cheng Yiyun to a grove of trees on a cliff on the western side of the peak. The woodland was flat, 　　except for a small hill, about a meter high, to the north, surrounded by pines and cypresses. In front of it was a small clearing where a beautiful 　　woman in white sat cross-legged on the snow, a jade zither resting on her lap. Her expression was serene and focused as she played the strings and sang 　　a clear song: 　　 "Day after day, mountains and seas stretch endlessly, the moon waxes and wanes, its bright light shines. 　　 I vow to spend this life with the bright moon, riding the yellow swan and white clouds to the land of clouds..." 　　 Unlike the ethereal and otherworldly song before, this one was tender and lingering, like a lament, the melody carrying a faint 　　joy and sorrow. The singer playing the zither was extremely beautiful, dressed in simple white robes, completely unadorned, like a graceful jade maiden in the snow, 　　bathed in the moonlight, singing her heart's secrets. Her beauty seemed to have reached its peak, indescribable and beyond 　　compare, making one feel that the mountains, the snow, and the bright moon at this moment existed only to accentuate her beauty 　　. 　　 For a fleeting moment, Cheng Yiyun thought she saw the moon goddess. 　　 However, it was not the moon goddess, but her master, the immortal Mu Zhenzhen, whom Cheng Yiyun most wanted to see at that moment. Jing Yunqing had brought her to this grove 　　before; that small hill was the cenotaph of her master's wife, Jing Mingyue. 　　 Cheng Yiyun stood dozens of feet away, somewhat unable to believe her eyes. In her mind, Mu Zhenzhen 　　was gentle, cheerful, elegant, and a respectable, approachable, and even somewhat adorable master. But the Mu Zhenzhen before 　　her felt unfamiliar and distant; she was so aloof and lonely, like a legendary beauty from the North, 　　peerless and independent, unattainable. 　　 After a while, the music ended. Cheng Yiyun wanted to go to Mu Zhenzhen and tell her that she had 　　rushed back overnight for her sake, but she couldn't move her feet. "Master is an immortal; she must have seen me long ago. She certainly 　　doesn't want to be disturbed right now," Cheng Yiyun thought, turning away dejectedly. But a familiar voice came from behind 　　. 　　 "Yun'er, come, serve me a seat." 　　 Cheng Yiyun turned around and saw Mu Zhenzhen's beautiful eyes looking at her, a faint, warm smile on her face. 　　It was as if, in the blink of an eye, the master she knew had returned. Cheng Yiyun was overjoyed. With a light leap, she 　　landed in front of Mu Zhenzhen, having covered dozens of feet. She knelt and bowed deeply, saying, "Master." 　　 Mu Zhenzhen nodded and asked, "You went to Yongzhou to celebrate the Lantern Festival with your family and friends, but now you suddenly return in the dead of night. What is 　　the reason?" 　　 Cheng Yiyun replied, "Tonight is the Lantern Festival. In Yongzhou, I saw people gathering with relatives and friends, some enjoying the lantern market, others 　　sitting and chatting, reminiscing about family matters, laughing and joking, and having a good time. I was worried because Sister Yun had not yet returned, and Master was alone in the mountains, 　　feeling lonely and without companionship. Therefore, I returned to serve Master."

Upon hearing this, Mu Zhenzhen was first taken aback, then chuckled, "Hehe, Mengyun'er! At such a young age, you're already showing
such compassion." She paused, her voice softening further, "It has left me feeling so lonely and desolate, and I have already gone to Yongzhou with you
. I have my own companion, so there's no need for you to worry. Although, I am very happy that you have such a heart."
Cheng Yiyun knew that Mu Zhenzhen's "I have my own companion" referred to the person who had passed away at the grave, and her heart sank
. However, Mu Zhenzhen's last word of praise still invigorated her, like
a child who had done a good deed and received praise from an adult. Remembering she had brought back several bowls of glutinous rice balls for her master, she slightly rose to
untie the mustard seed pouch from her waist. Just as her hand touched the pouch, a sudden wave of dizziness washed over her. Perhaps because she was relaxed, this dizziness
was more intense than before. Cheng Yiyun felt the world spinning, her vision went black, and with a soft "whoosh," she fell
into Mu Zhenzhen's arms.
So soft, so big, so fragrant! If Mu Zhenzhen were to use her mind-reading ability on Cheng Yiyun at this moment, she would surely hear this
exclamation of surprise and envy. Cheng Yiyun had slept with Mu Zhenzhen until she was four years old. Back then, she loved to lie on her master's
soft, fragrant chest and drift off to sleep. Now, back in her master's embrace, the warm touch and fragrant
scent seemed to awaken long-forgotten memories—familiar yet strange, filling her with a strange excitement.
The wonderful feeling was fleeting, but Cheng Yiyun was no longer a child. She struggled to get up,
but suddenly felt an arm pat her back. She paused for a moment, then understood, her tense body
relaxing and softly nestling into Mu Zhenzhen's arms. Since her master was indulgent, she simply reached out and
wrapped her arms around Mu Zhenzhen's soft waist, nuzzling her head against her full breasts, comfortably half-closing her eyes, as if even her headache wasn't so
bad anymore.
Mu Zhenzhen lowered her head, her delicate nose close to Cheng Yiyun's cheek, and sniffed. She immediately became displeased: "Sister Bai
Lu is so ignorant! Yun'er is drunk, how can you let your son go home alone?" As she spoke, she placed her other hand on the
top of Cheng Yiyun's head. Cheng Yiyun immediately felt a cool sensation flowing down from her Niwan Palace, which flowed through her entire body in a few breaths.
Instantly, the effects of the alcohol disappeared, the annoying dizziness was gone, and she felt refreshed, even more so than usual.
As her drunkenness subsided, Cheng Yiyun felt embarrassed to linger any longer. Reluctantly, she left Mu
Zhenzhen's embrace, tidied her disheveled hair, and explained, "It's not Aunt Bailu's fault; it's my fault for being greedy with wine and overestimating myself. Aunt Bailu
tried to stop me from staying overnight, but I was eager to return home and wouldn't listen, which led to this."
Hearing this, Mu Zhenzhen felt a pang of sympathy. After thinking for a moment, she decided, "Next year on the Lantern Festival, I will
take Zi, Ayun, and invite Junior Sister Meixian to Yongzhou. Let you linger as you please, and we'll return only after we've had our fill. If you get drunk,
Ayun can carry you home. Hehe..." She couldn't help but laugh at the end, probably imagining
the disheveled state of Cheng Yiyun being carried back by Jing Yunqing.
"That's wonderful! Thank you, Master!" Cheng Yiyun cheered joyfully. She then hurriedly took out the still-steaming glutinous rice balls from her pouch and
presented them to Mu Zhenzhen like a precious treasure. "These are all newly made glutinous rice balls, quite delicious, and still warm. I hope Master
will enjoy them."
Mu Zhenzhen was briefly stunned. Cheng Yiyun's actions tonight had surprised her, yet also brought her some comfort and emotion
. She gave Cheng Yiyun a deep look, praised her profusely, and then accepted the glutinous rice balls, letting Cheng Yiyun
share them with her.
The two beauties, master and disciple, sat facing each other in the snow, enjoying the delicious food and chatting idly. Although it was a little lonely with only the two of them
, Cheng Yiyun still felt very content.
"Yun'er has never heard Master sing before. Hearing it now is like listening to celestial music, and I suddenly feel a desire to soar far away. May I ask
what the name of the song is, and if I may learn it?" Cheng Yiyun asked.
"It's a song called 'Far-off Journey.' Your master's wife and I once loved to roam the universe, often wishing to travel hand-in-hand across the four corners of the earth and the eight wastelands
. Therefore, we composed 'Far-off Journey' to express our aspirations. Since you wish to learn it, you can study music with me during your leisure time in your cultivation."
As for the other song, judging from its lyrics, it was clearly a love song expressing longing for a lover. Cheng Yiyun didn't ask, and Mu
Zhenzhen didn't mention it either.
Cheng Yiyun saw Mu Zhenzhen sitting on the snow, the snow beneath her not sinking at all, nor showing any signs of melting.
Meanwhile, she herself had not only sank some snow, but her body heat was also radiating outwards, and the melted snow had slightly dampened her dress.
She knew this was due to the special constitution of immortals. A thought struck her, and she remembered a long-held question: "May I ask
, Master, what realm is above the Earth Immortal?"
"A good question! Does Yun'er aspire to ascend to higher realms?"
"I dare not say I have ambitions, but I yearn for them."
Mu Zhenzhen then explained to Cheng Yiyun in detail: "Earthly immortals ascend to the Heavenly Palace and become Heavenly Immortals. Above Heavenly Immortals are
the Three Heavenly True Men. Above the Three Heavenly True Men are the Supreme True Men. Above the Supreme True Men is beyond my knowledge. Some
say that the Supreme True Men are in harmony with Yin and Yang, in accordance with morality, supremely high and boundless. This is just one perspective."
Cheng Yiyun listened, seemingly understanding but not quite. Suddenly, she remembered the words that Lady Bailu had entrusted to her to convey, which were also somewhat incomprehensible.
She then said to Mu Zhenzhen, "Aunt Bailu asked me to tell my master: 'May you soon open your heart to worldly desires; amidst the vast mountains and seas, there is something to be content with
.'"
Mu Zhenzhen simply smiled and dismissed it: "Sister Bailu seems to have a penchant for worrying about the ancients." Suddenly, she changed the subject, "But now
that Yun'er is of age, and many of her acquaintances are beautiful, do you have someone you love?"
"A sweetheart?... " Cheng Yiyun pondered for a moment, then shook her head. "Yun'er doesn't know. If she did, how would she know
?"
Mu Zhenzhen inwardly felt ashamed. She knew Cheng Yiyun was still oblivious to matters of love; after all, she was only
nine days old. Asking her like this now was far too hasty. However, Cheng Yiyun possessed
an extremely rare dual-cultivation physique among the newly ascended cultivators of the past five hundred years. Her aptitude was exceptional, her cultivation was among the best of her peers, and her temperament and appearance
were also superior—making her an excellent choice for a dual cultivation partner. If she didn't plan for her daughter soon, and someone else took her place
and "awakened" Cheng Yiyun, it would be too late for regrets. With this selfish motive, she patiently explained to Cheng Yiyun
, "The one you cherish in your heart is always on your mind, secretly admired and longed for. Being with them brings joy, and separation from them brings sorrow."
"Yes!" Cheng Yiyun exclaimed happily, "Sister Yun is the one I cherish, Master is the one I cherish, and...
and Sister Ping is also the one I cherish."
Hearing the first sentence, Mu Zhenzhen was overjoyed; the second sentence made her feel awkward; and by the third sentence, Mu...
Zhenzhen was completely exasperated. Seeing Cheng Yiyun still tilting her head, deep in thought, she was afraid
Cheng Yiyun would bring up even more "people she liked," so she quickly interrupted her, saying, "Master doesn't count! If we're talking about who you like the most, who's better, Ayun or Pinggu?"
Cheng Yiyun was in a dilemma. To her, Jing Yunqing was the older sister who raised and accompanied her through her childhood
, and Lu Pinggu was her childhood sweetheart. Both were very important to her, yet they weren't really comparable. She
didn't know how to answer for a moment. But perhaps fate had truly arrived. As she was deep in thought, Jing Yunqing's
words from last summer when she returned to the mountain, "Always be my companion," suddenly came to mind, as did her promise to "follow in the footsteps of Mother and Mother."
She stood there, her mind racing, and those moments vividly replayed in her mind.
Another moment passed, and Cheng Yiyun had figured out many things and roughly understood Mu Zhenzhen's
feelings at this moment. A sudden surge of happiness enveloped her, painting her jade-like face with a blush. She raised her head
to look directly at Mu Zhenzhen, her composure tinged with shyness: "The one I cherish most is Sister Yun."
A great weight was lifted from Mu Zhenzhen's heart, and the rest was a natural progression: "A-Yun has also long admired you.
Since you two are mutually in love, I wish to arrange for you and A-Yun to become Daoist partners, to be together forever. Is that alright?"
Cheng Yiyun did not hesitate at all. She rose to her feet and bowed gracefully to Mu Zhenzhen: "Yes! As Master commands."
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The next morning, the women of the Binzhou Yiyuan gathered in the front courtyard to see Jing Yunqing off. Jing Yunqing, Qinggu, and Zhen Hongyin,
having spent the night in debauchery, still had a flush on their faces and lingering desire in their eyes, but the moment of parting
had finally arrived.
Zhen Hongyin gifted Jing Yunqing three bolts of fire-resistant cloth, a specialty of Yanzhou, instructing her to make herself a beautiful
wedding dress that could ward off fire and water.
Qinggu's gift consisted of three amulets crafted from her own scales, capable of protection and repelling poison. She emphasized
, "Though these are small items, they have always been close to me. Now I give them to you, hoping you will cherish them and not forget their origin.
Perhaps one day, by fate, I will experience the joys of being a wife." Jing Yunqing was slightly annoyed by her teasing, but
still happily accepted the gifts.
Liu Caiyi arrived hastily without a gift, but she reassured Jing Yunqing greatly: "The past
can be remembered, the future can be pursued. This is my junior sister's own affair; what right do others have to interfere? I only admire and wish to help my junior sister find a good partner; I have
nothing more to say." Jing Yunqing was overjoyed and gave Liu Caiyi a warm embrace.
Jing Yunqing accepted the gifts, a touch of sadness in her heart, but even more so, anticipation for the happy life to come 　　 .
She bid farewell to each of the women, then boarded her Wind-Riding Talisman and flew north towards Hengshan amidst their blessings of "May good news arrive soon
. "

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