[The Allure of the Martial Soul] Chapter Fourteen: Not to be Trampled Upon

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Chapter Fourteen: Not to be trampled upon.
Beneath the purple clouds, her head bowed, she passed by Lu Xiting, gracefully bending her slender waist, and slowly knelt
beneath the purple-gold chair.
Zhu Qingtian saw that the woman before him was draped in a pale purple gauze dress, the hem of which trailed on the ground. Her lotus feet were curled up,
and she was as alluring and graceful as a purple peony. Her slender figure had a waist that could be encircled by one hand, and her features were exquisite, her eyes clear and bright
. She possessed a captivating charm that he had never experienced before. A thought stirred within him, and he was
immediately overcome with desire. He was about to call her over and cherish her when he suddenly remembered what had happened in the forest earlier. He felt a surge of anger and resentment. He
snorted, flicked his sleeves, put his hands behind his back, and slowly walked to Ziyun. He bent down, squinted at her, and said in a deep voice,
"Ziyun, tell me what crime you have committed."
Ziyun knelt on the ground for a long time before suddenly saying, "This servant, in pursuit of my own desires, obstructed the Palace Master from killing the enemy. My crime is unforgivable, and I deserve
to die ten thousand times."
"Very well." Zhu Qingtian straightened up, turned his back, and said coldly, "So, did you come here this time
hoping for my forgiveness?"
Ziyun's expression remained unchanged, her white head still bowed, and she quietly said, "This servant has committed heinous crimes and dares not beg for the Palace
Master's forgiveness. I only wish for a swift death and have no other thoughts."
Upon hearing this, Zhu Qingtian's expression changed several times, seemingly surprised, seemingly angry. His face turned from black to green, and then from green back to
normal. His brows furrowed, and he remained silent for a long time, but finally sighed, "Ziyun..." "Ah, Ziyun, I still can't bring myself
to kill you." He reached out and touched Ziyun's fair and delicate cheek, saying, "Ziyun, raise your
head."
Ziyun obeyed and looked up, seeing the burning lust in Zhu Qingtian's eyes, his erection
throbbing. Knowing his thoughts, she slowly moved her slender hands between his legs, her fingers deftly moving, and
in a moment she pulled down his trousers, revealing a proud, erect, dark dragon.
Ziyun gently stroked it a few times, then heard Zhu Qingtian say, "Use your mouth."
Ziyun's pretty face flushed with desire, she slowly closed her starry eyes, leaned closer, and slightly opened her mouth, taking Zhu Qingtian's erect
member into her mouth. Her tongue trembled, licking and sucking, making the thick, shiny black dragon even larger.
Zhu Qingtian's black dragon, licked several times by Ziyun, only closed its eyes in pleasure, inwardly shouting with delight. However, he
was unwilling to let Ziyun off so easily. Seeing her delicate and beautiful little mouth, now tightly holding his
black dragon, constantly swallowing and spitting it out, her head swaying, her starry eyes slightly closed, her long eyelashes trembling, her two
red lips opening and closing, glistening and shining, like two blooming red petals, so beautiful it was breathtaking,
his desire was instantly aroused. He reached behind Ziyun's head and held it firmly, thrusting his abdomen downwards, and
began to rapidly thrust in and out of Ziyun's small and elegant mouth.
Ziyun was caught off guard, only feeling a spicy and tricky thick and long meat rod repeatedly hitting her throat. For a moment, she felt
nauseous and wanted to vomit, but because of the huge rod in her mouth, she could only close her eyes and endure it, letting him do as he pleased.
Zhu Qingtian thrust violently into Ziyun Tan's mouth dozens of times, feeling the small mouth warm and smooth, the delicate tongue like cotton,
the feeling was truly incomparably pleasant. He thrust for a few more moments, and his seminal gate throbbed, almost gushing forth. Fortunately, he managed
to suppress his ejaculation with his inner energy, preventing a sudden, violent outburst. After resting for a while, Zhu Qingtian looked down
and saw Ziyun beneath him, her eyes half-open and weak, her breathing heavy and labored. Her two rosy lips
were already covered with the nectar overflowing from his black dragon. He felt incredibly stimulated, and a strong sense of conquest surged
through him. He thought to himself, "I'll fuck you to death, you little slut! You dared to disobey me? This time you'll finally taste the pain
!" As soon as this thought crossed his mind, another idea arose. With a wicked smile, he grabbed Ziyun's chest with one hand, pinning her to the ground
, and with the other hand, he lifted her plump, round buttocks high, spreading his fingers and slowly playing with them.
His fingers slowly slid through her clothes into her buttocks, rubbing up and down, the fingertips touching her
cleft for a moment before gently circling her anus. Touched in her forbidden zone, Ziyun couldn't help but let out a soft, delicate "Ah!"
Behind her, Zhu Qingtian leered, chuckling, "I've fucked your beautiful hole countless
times, but I've never tasted your anus. I've often heard people say 'two flats are not as good as one round,' but today
I want to try something new, to deflower your anus. What do you say?"
Knowing that even if she didn't die tonight, Ziyun would be doomed to be ravaged, a barely
perceptible hint of resentment flashed in her beautiful eyes. She forced a smile and said, "Since it is the Palace Master's wish, this servant will obey." Zhu
Qingtian laughed loudly, then struck, tearing Ziyun's long skirt and
undergarment along with it with a "swoosh." Without a word, he used two fingers to swiftly thrust into the tender,
red indentation beneath Ziyun's buttocks.
A tearing pain shot through her rear, but Ziyun bit her lip, refusing to utter a sound. Zhu Qingtian's
actions were solely to punish Ziyun. Seeing her endure so silently, without a single plea, he grew furious.
He suddenly stood up, turned Ziyun's buttocks around, and with one hand, spread her tender, red anus to its maximum. Holding his throbbing
member, he thrust it forward halfway.
"Ah!" Ziyun screamed in agony, her delicate body trembling violently as if electrocuted. Zhu Qingtian, however,
leaned down with smug satisfaction, his hands grasping and kneading Ziyun's proud breasts through her clothes. He
gently sniffed her forehead, a smile playing on his lips, and whispered in her ear, "Ziyun, how does this feel?
Which is better compared to your little hole?"
Ziyun's back door was being violated for the first time, and she felt the large, hard penis rubbing against her tender flesh, burning with pain. Hearing Zhu Qingtian's words, she suddenly remembered her and Zidie's pitiful past, and 　　tears welled up
in her eyes .
Seeing Ziyun crying so heartbrokenly, Zhu Qingtian's initial smugness vanished inexplicably.
His old face darkened, and he said, "Ziyun, have you repented? If you beg me now, I will naturally spare your life."
Ziyun sobbed softly for a moment, then abruptly stopped crying. Enduring the waves of tearing pain, she forced a smile and said, "Palace
Master, don't worry about me. Please do as you please!"
Zhu Qingtian had planned to plead with her and immediately show her kindness and compassion, but Ziyun's rudeness
only fueled his anger. His face twitched, and he suddenly gripped her slender waist tightly with both hands. His lower body
thrust, and his bloodied member pounded into her bloodstained anus. After a few thrusts, he
realized Ziyun was motionless like a dead fish. Feeling utterly suffocated, he roared,
shoved her to the ground, pulled up his trousers, and with a thud, smashed the front door into pieces. Enraged,
he stormed out.
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Now, the monk who had borrowed the giant bell, carrying Qin Sidao and Zi Die on his shoulders, had just emerged from the precipice when he immediately
stopped. He placed the two on the ground and immediately began to meditate. He had just fought Zhu Qingtian for
more than ten rounds on the precipice, expending a great deal of true energy. In addition, he had forced himself to use his true energy to travel a distance, and his true energy was now
severely depleted. He was now sitting cross-legged with his eyes closed. After a while, wisps of
white smoke slowly rose from above his head, swirling and swirling like a steamer, gently enveloping him. At that moment, Qin Sidao, whom Zidie
held in her arms, had completely lost consciousness and was barely breathing. Zidie, overwhelmed with grief, had no other choice
but to plead with the monk who was practicing his internal energy to recover, "Master, Master, please save Sidao!
This humble woman has no other virtues but this lowly body. If you like it, Master, you can take it. I only beg you to save my
Qin Lang's life!"
The monk, who had been in deep meditation with all his senses closed, suddenly awoke upon hearing Zidie's words.
His eyes opened, and a strange light flashed within them. His long eyebrows trembled, and after a long while, he said, "This man is
deeply poisoned. If you want to save him, this old monk will truly have to expend a great deal of effort."
Zi Die knew there was a hidden meaning in his words, and quickly said, "If Master needs me, I will certainly do
my best to accompany you."
Zi Die hesitated in her heart. She had already planned to offer herself to this lewd monk and let
him indulge his lust, hoping that he would save Qin Lang's life out of consideration for her hard work. But the monk smiled and shook
his head, saying, "Miss, don't be impatient. Let this old monk finish speaking."
He glanced at her with a smile and said leisurely, "This old monk has always had two principles. The first is that what is borrowed
must be returned. I have already explained the rules to you, young lady. The second is that there is a limit to borrowing. You must
return to me the same amount you borrow. This rule is fixed and unchangeable. As for how to decide, you will have to consider it carefully . 　　 "
After saying this, he laughed heartily, closed his eyes slightly, and returned to his meditative state.

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