【The Tale of a Licentious Woman Cultivating Immortality】(6)

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Chapter Six. Taming Life
Time flew by, and in the spring of the following year, Yingchun finally retired. Sixteen other women retired with her;
nine remained in the capital, most marrying merchants or officials as concubines, while a few, without relatives in their hometowns,
engaged in small businesses in the capital. The remaining seven, including Yingchun,
returned home amidst the farewells of the women of Fengwu Tower. Whether or not anyone welcomed them back home, at least they could return to their roots, like leaves returning to their den to die.
Unlike the others, Yingchun held a white cloth bundle in her hands, a black
pointed corner peeking out from beneath the cloth, swaying slightly.
Except for Huixin, whose face was filled with lewd grins, no one knew what was inside the bundle.
(Ugh… I shouldn’t have listened to Huixin’s bad idea…) Yingchun’s cheeks flushed slightly as she felt
the movement of the bundle in her arms, and a surge of desire slowly rose from her lower abdomen. A few months ago, she finally succumbed to Huixin
's scheme and had an intimate encounter with a horned dog—a different species. Who knew the horned dog's sexual prowess
was even stronger than she'd witnessed? The continuous orgasms
instantly overwhelmed Yingchun, who considered herself experienced in all sorts of erotic games.
Afterwards, when Huixin presented the little horned dog as a farewell gift, Yingchun was completely unable to utter a word of "no."
Li Xueqing, Zhang Lingbo, and others mingled among the crowd at Fengwu Tower, bidding farewell to their senior. However,
besides searching for the tens of thousands of taels of silver already converted into banknotes, their eyes also curiously observed the large group of unfamiliar
girls around them.
"Who are they? I've never seen them before!"
"Seniors, I guess."
"Those are your seniors, they joined last year,"
explained a Fengwu Tower employee standing next to the girl, dressed in a royal blue robe and exuding a scholarly air.
"The training academy brings in new recruits every year. You're the latest batch, what we call 'first-year
' girls. They're 'second-year' girls, and that group over there are third-year..." the girl in blue said.
The Phoenix Dance Pavilion's Tianyi main branch's pre-employment training function is unique among the ten branches, making
the bizarre situation of having more training academy students than regular employees a common occurrence.
The two girls' gazes finally settled on the "fifth-year students" who were about to complete their training. Although only
five years apart, the difference in their demeanor and appearance was like heaven and earth. Compared to them, the "first-year
students" looked like country bumpkins, rustic and unsophisticated.
(Will we... become like that in the future?) The little girls who overheard the conversation looked at their
seniors, whose demeanor was so different from theirs, their eyes filled with envy and anticipation.
A love of beauty is a woman's nature, even for little girls.
"Everyone...see you again!" Yingchun and a few others waved towards Fengwu Tower. Hundreds of people inside waved
goodbye as well. Even the wooden phoenixes carved on the walls seemed to be watching them with their lively eyes, watching them step
into another life.
"Sisters! Come...back..." A group of girls sobbed uncontrollably.
Hundreds of beautiful women blocking the entrance of Fengwu Tower was already enough to attract attention, let alone such a dramatic farewell.
Nearby shopkeepers and passersby all gathered around. Apart from some seasoned veterans,
everyone wanted to see how things would unfold.
"Coming and going, going and coming, all good things must come to an end. As long as you remember that you are
part of Fengwu Tower, then the doors of Fengwu Tower will always be open..." A woman dressed in simple gray clothes, without makeup but still
incredibly beautiful, walked out. It was Xu Xiangzhu, the current owner of Fengwu Tower.
"...Of course, the back door." Just as everyone was finding Xu Xiangzhu's speech quite touching, she suddenly added
.
"The front door is for the older folks," Xu Xiangzhu explained, adding unnecessary details.
(Still such a silly girl...) Yingchun and several others who knew Xu Xiangzhu thought in unison.
"Boss lady, some older folks also prefer to use the back door," said the woman in pink next to Yingchun, immediately eliciting
laughter.
"Then... Old Wang, open another side door," Xu Xiangzhu said seriously.
"Yes! Open it tomorrow! Open it right away!!!" Old Wang immediately chimed in.
"Stop fooling around, boss lady~~"
"Hehe," Xu Xiangzhu covered her mouth and chuckled, "That's the gist of it, everyone take care."
Xu Xiangzhu glanced at the package in Yingchun's hand, a meaningful smile playing on her lips, causing
Yingchun, who was about to board the train, to blush deeply and scramble into the carriage as if her life depended on it.
Although Xu Xiangzhu has a seemingly carefree and somewhat naive personality, she is extremely perceptive. The phrase "meticulous as a hair"
doesn't even begin to describe her. Because of this, officials and merchants who had dealt with Fengwu Tower
knew they couldn't possibly outsmart her. She would not only see through their schemes immediately but would also
bluntly ask questions like, "So, how are you going to trick us next?"
Therefore, Yingchun, her face flushed, was certain that Xu Xiangzhu had discovered her new interest.
The old gives way to the new, generation after generation. After seeing Yingchun and the others off, Li Xueqing and the others returned to
a mundane life. All sorts of knowledge and techniques were continuously poured into the girls' minds, and the girls greedily
absorbed everything. After all, chastity was an abstract concept, while gold and silver were real and tangible. What
could motivate the poor and hungry at the bottom of society more than real gold and silver?
"Ah..." The girls lined up neatly in several rows, diligently licking the bananas hanging in front of them.
"Ooh!" Suddenly, a swallowing sound rang out.
"How many times have I told you, don't eat them!" Old Wang said through gritted teeth, his brows furrowed. As a man,
seeing the "banana" being bitten off caused an involuntary pain between his legs.
"But I couldn't help it..." the little girl who loved sweets pouted.
"Don't you dare not help it!" Old Wang said, "If you don't, next time you'll practice with raw sausages!"
The biggest challenge the Phoenix Dance Training Institute has faced in its hundreds of years of existence is that various forms of training cannot be performed in real life.
Even the concept of sex has to be understood through wisdom and the horned dogs, and the problem lies entirely with the men. Few men are
interested in having a large group of people observe and learn during sex, even if they are all delicate and cute little girls.
Oral sex was the same; Fengwu Tower simply couldn't gather enough men to provide their groins for the girls to lick, suck,
or even bite... The last one extinguished the desires of the men in Fengwu Tower.
"...I have to admire how good their teeth are." These words came from Old Master Lin, who
was holding a wooden phallus that had been bitten in two.
"Ah..." Increased knowledge directly affected behavior; the girls now knew how to use their mouths to play with their
bed partners.
"Why hasn't Xiaoqing grown any hair yet?" No matter how many times she looked, Li Xueqing's smooth genitals still attracted attention
. The other girls had at least grown a little bit, but she was still hairless.
"No...no hair is fine...what does it matter...ah!" People of this age are always sensitive to their differences from others
, even knowing that they will eventually have to remove it, they still can't erase the fact that they are different
.
"It's much easier to lick~" Zhang Lingbo said happily, continuing her work of playing with Xiaoqing.
"Ah... um... ahh... no... um... it feels... even stranger..." Li Xueqing gasped continuously
. She thought she was already familiar with this kind of stimulation, but today was particularly different. The waves of pleasure didn't
dissipate as before, but instead accumulated. The girl's panicked moans became a driving
force for Zhang Lingbo. She hugged Li Xueqing's soft buttocks tightly, and her small tongue swept wildly across the girl's trembling pink petals
, scattering the girl's abundant nectar everywhere.
"No... no... ah! ahhh!" The accumulated pleasure burst forth like a flood.
In an instant, Li Xueqing's mind was blanked by the sudden tsunami of pleasure. Her tender body
convulsed uncontrollably, and after letting out a death scream, she lost consciousness.
"What's wrong?" The girls who were playing with each other in the room were all startled by the scream,
their eyes filled with confusion and fear as they stared at the source of the sound—
Xiao Qing, whose body was still trembling slightly and whose eyes had rolled back.
"...Xiao Qing? Xiao Qing!" Zhang Lingbo was also startled. She felt the girl beneath her suddenly
tremble violently, her labia spasming and opening and closing. When she realized what was happening, Xiao Qing had already fainted.
"Xiao Qing! Don't die! Xiao Qing!" Zhang Lingbo shook Li Xueqing desperately.
"Go and call Grandpa Wang!" Huang Yingyue reacted the fastest, pointing forcefully at the girl sleeping by the door and
shouting.
"What happened to Xue Qing?"
"Waaaaah~ Xue Qing is dead!"
"She's not dead! Can't you see she's still moving?" The girl who spoke made sense, but her words lacked any real conviction.
"What's wrong?!" Old Wang, who slept in the next dormitory room, was first awakened by Li Xueqing's screams, then
startled by the frantic knocking on the door, causing him to tumble off the bed. When he finally managed to open the door, he saw a naked
little girl.
"Xiao Qing... Xiao Qing..." Zhang Lingbo stammered in fear.
"Ugh..." Old Wang's heart leaped into his throat. He knew very well what the name "Xiao Qing" meant;
she was a rare, alluring girl whom even the landlady secretly favored. If anything happened to her, Xu Xiangzhu
would definitely make him wish he were dead.
But the moment he saw Li Xueqing, Old Wang's first feeling was one of disorientation!
Because she was too beautiful!
The naked girl lay unconscious on the bed, her long black hair flowing down, her fair face flushed with desire
, her budding body trembling slightly—an extremely irresistible temptation for any man, even
the elderly Old Wang.
"Grandpa Wang... what's wrong with Xueqing?" Huang Yingyue nudged Grandpa Wang,
startling him from Li Xueqing's seductive state.
"Oh... nothing, just an orgasm," Grandpa Wang said. "It's similar to a man's ejaculation, probably
just fainting from overstimulation for the first time."
"Hmm..." At this moment, Li Xueqing also woke up, the girl letting out a lazy moan, opening her eyes, only to see
countless burning gazes fixed on her.
"Wh... what's wrong?" Li Xueqing asked timidly.
"Xiaoqing... are you alright?"
"Just now... I felt like I died..." Li Xueqing recalled her previous feelings, her eyes becoming dazed again.
"That's just a girl's orgasm, nothing to be surprised about, old man, go to sleep." Although Grandpa Wang
spoke lightly, his surprise was no less; he had never seen a girl of this age who could orgasm
.
(Truly a natural seductive charm...) Grandpa Wang returned to his room, thinking to himself.
"Oh, climax~~"
"Climax..."
"Climax..." 　　 The
girls in the room had shining eyes, which made Li Xueqing feel cold all over. She didn't know who started it, but a large 　　 group 　　 of 　　girls 　　suddenly
pounced on her, some with their hands, some with their mouths, some moving around... overwhelming her completely 　　. 　　" 　　 Aaaaaahh 　　 ... 　　 "It tastes a bit fishy... I really envy Xiaoqing for being able to orgasm..." 　　 After understanding what an orgasm felt like, the girls' envy of Li Xueqing intensified. They 　　played with her with jealousy, anticipating the future from her wanton reactions. 　　 "I... ah... Lingbo... no..." Zhang Lingbo continued to play with Li Xueqing's still-orgasmic 　　body, teasing her until she moaned incessantly. Her snow-white skin, even more sensitive after the orgasm, flushed with a delicate red, making her 　　exude a strong allure from the inside out.

Li Xueqing cried out "No!" but her little buttocks kept thrusting forward, making it easier for Zhang Lingbo to play with her tender
yet incredibly lustful virgin hole. 　　" 　　 I...
want to play...Lingbo's slutty hole too..." Li Xueqing raised her weak hands, cupping Zhang Lingbo 　　's
tender buttocks that kept swaying in front of her, and her nimble tongue licked 　　her wet little hole 　　without hesitation 　　. 　　 "Ah ... 　　 "Ahhh~ Ugh~ I hate it... You can't go in... Ah... I'll get scolded..." 　　 "I... I'll only... a little bit... outside... just... um... ah... Xiaoqing..." 　　 Less than a year after Li Xueqing experienced an orgasm, Huang Yingyue and Zhang Lingbo finally experienced it as well. The other girls 　　were filled with envy and worked even harder to learn various erotic techniques, trying to obtain this seemingly 　　enjoyable and addictive pleasure as soon as possible. 　　 At the same time, the girls' bodies were also growing rapidly. Dugu Hongyin, who had Qin blood, stood out from 　　the crowd, with a pair of perfectly curved long legs that made countless girls envious. Wang Wangyao from Yizhou—now called Wang 　　Jiangqing—stood out among the other women with her large, round breasts, and was known as the "milk cow." 　　 But when it comes to overall beauty, Li Xueqing is undoubtedly the most outstanding. Possessing both purity and allure, her beauty is so captivating that even women 　　would be mesmerized. Yet, beneath her seductive charm lies a scholarly air. In fact, she is indeed well-read and exceptionally intelligent. 　　Even Qu Xuan has repeatedly remarked that if Li Xueqing were a man, passing the imperial examinations and even becoming the top scholar wouldn't be a problem. 　　 Her oval face, willow-leaf eyebrows, and delicate features, along with her bright and captivating eyes, give her 　　a foxy charm that she exudes at all times. Her unadorned black hair falls casually down, tied only in a ribbon bow at her waist 　　, yet it also reveals a contradictory, girl-next-door quality. 　　 Not adorning the hair too much is a common practice in Fengwu Tower and even in most brothels of the Song Dynasty, because wealthy and powerful 　　gentlemen don't like their beautiful concubines sporting a bunch of things that could be used as weapons in their hair. At their level, 　　"assassination" was no longer just a rumor, but a reality. For this specific need, courtesans naturally couldn't 　　adorn their hair with jingling gold hairpins and ornaments like upper-class ladies. 　　 Therefore, the girls of Fengwu Tower began to use thin ropes. Fragile silk ribbons couldn't serve as weapons 　　, but they were enough to bind a girl's long, black hair. Dugu Hongyin, for example, wore a high ponytail; her slightly brownish-red hair 　　swayed as she walked, making one want to grab a handful. 　　 As the girls approached their fourteenth birthdays, Fengwu Tower began planning their 　　"combing" schedules. Although the act of untying braids and buns was long gone, a girl's first night was worth a lot of money, so Fengwu Tower couldn't 　　afford to be careless in its planning. 　　 As for why it's fourteen years old instead of fifteen or thirteen, there's a rule behind it. Ancient medical classics 　　mention: "At seven years old, a girl's kidney qi is abundant, her teeth change, and her hair grows longer; at fourteen, her Tian Gui arrives, her Ren meridian opens, her Chong meridian is abundant, and menstruation 　　occurs regularly, thus she can conceive." This shows that a girl's sexual journey begins after fourteen. 　　 "Oh dear~ I'm the first! What should I do? I'm afraid of the pain!" 　　 "Afraid of the pain and blushing? You clearly want it!" 　　 Because Tianyi's main branch expanded, all the girls from Li Xueqing's cohort ended up staying at Tianyi. While they 　　were surprised, they were also somewhat relieved, at least they didn't have to face a life-or-death separation so soon. 　　 "Xiao Qing, where are you?" Zhang Lingbo nudged Li Xueqing, looking at the schedule posted on the wall. "I... last day," Li Xueqing said, looking at the bottom. As the most beautiful newcomer, 　　it was quite reasonable 　　 to be placed at the end. 　　 "They're two days ahead of you," Zhang Lingbo said. "A real man... I wonder how many orgasms he can have... 　　" "Don't be silly, we're the ones who have to please the master, not the other way around," Li Xueqing said. " 　　Didn't Sister 　　 Ziyue say that she finally met one after two years?" 　　 "What a disappointment, can't there be a few more with better bodies?" 　　 "A beautiful woman of sixteen, her body like soft butter, a sword at her waist to slay foolish men, though no heads fall, she secretly drains your marrow. 　　 Hmm, impossible." 　　 "Yes, yes, Master, you're brilliant. If you say that, Fengwu Tower will have to close down," Zhang Lingbo said. 　　"Besides, Master, you're always soaking wet, you haven't even considered other people's marrow, have you?" 　　 "Ugh!" 　　 With the schedule confirmed, the girls finally moved out of the training academy where they had lived for five years and into the newly built fourth hall, 　　"Red Moon Hall." The hall's name came from the legendary figure "Zhu Jingshuo," who became Empress Dowager. Because of her 　　high status, she couldn't use her real name directly, so she changed it from vermilion to red. As for the character "Yue" (月), it's because both "Jing" (静) and "Shuo" (朔) 　　contain the character "Yue," and her nickname back then was "Little Yueyue" (小月月). This is something 　　no one knows except for a few people in Fengwu Tower with a special interest in archaeology, so Xu Xiangzhu used it without any problem. 　　 "Is this my room from now on?" Li Xueqing walked into the room filled with the smell of wood, looking around. The architecture followed the traditions of Fengwu Tower, lacking elaborate carvings and paintings, yet exuding an elegant atmosphere. To showcase 　　the individual characteristics of 　　the girls , the room only contained a bed, a table, chairs, and a dressing table; nothing else. 　　 "Hmm... a name?" Li Xueqing reached for the wooden plaque on the table. Even the plaque had to be written by herself—truly 　　the pinnacle of self-governance. She smiled wryly, ground the ink, dipped the brush a few times, thought for a moment, and then wrote 　　"Xueqing Residence" (雪清居) with lightning speed. 　　 "Simple and clear is best!" Li Xueqing admired her own handwriting. Her characters were delicate and gentle yet possessed a continuous 　　strength; even those who didn't understand calligraphy would find them pleasing to the eye. 　　 Li Xueqing blew on the ink to dry it, took the wooden plaque outside, and hung it on the prepared nails. 　　 "Oh? Xiaoqing's next door?" Zhang Lingbo came out of the next room, slightly surprised.

Their room assignments were decided by drawing lots, and they were quite happy to be next to each other.
"Hmm, what did you write? Luoshen Residence? Lingbo Weibu, huh?"
"Swift as a flying duck, elusive as a god, Lingbo Weibu, Luowei dust rises... Since it's all about Lingbo, why
would Luowei dust rise?"
"The socks are too dirty!" Li Xueqing answered without hesitation.
"Get lost!" Zhang Lingbo raised her foot, laughing and pretending to kick: "Look at my Lingbo elephant legs!"
"Lingbo, don't belittle yourself. Beautiful legs are beautiful legs. I'm the first to not believe you're saying they're elephant legs." Huang Yingyue
said with a smile: "I even licked them myself yesterday, that smoothness... tsk tsk..."
"You should hang up that 'female pervert's lair' first." Zhang Lingbo laughed and scolded.
"Who's in your lair?" Huang Yingyue said irritably, but did not refute the "female pervert" accusation.
"Aren't they wolves? Living in a den is perfect."
"So, it'll be Xueqing's Den, Luoshen's Den... let's all live in dens then."
"And then Fengwu Tower will be renamed Fengwu Den." Li Xueqing said, "Aren't you afraid the proprietress will kill you?"
Mentioning the proprietress, the three women's expressions changed slightly. There's a saying that you shouldn't mess with a crazy woman, and
Xu Xiangzhu is even more than a crazy woman. If you anger others, they might at most stab you in the back or give you a hard time
, but if you anger her, the hard time will be a whole truckload.
"Are you all done? Here's a list. Write down what you want, they'll be here in a few days. Also,
they're distributing quilts at the door, go get a set!" Old Wang, sweating profusely, gave instructions room by room, his expression like
he was instructing his daughter who was about to get married.
"Well, Grandpa, don't be too nervous."
"...I know." Old Wang paused for a moment, said calmly, and walked away
without turning back.
"Was he shy?" Zhang Lingbo asked in a low voice after Old Wang left.
"Definitely." Huang Yingyue said with a smile, "I didn't expect Grandpa to have this kind of reaction." "
After all, we've lived together for five years, there should be some feelings between us, right?" "
Actually, we'll still be in the same place, just with fewer opportunities to meet."
"Because...this is our territory from now on!" Huang Yingyue waved her hand and said with a rather domineering air
.
The Red Moon Hall was newly built, and apart from the lower hall, the upper and middle halls were all empty. In the tradition of Phoenix Dance Tower, unless
there were very special circumstances, people would not be transferred out of the hall. This was also the case when the other three halls were first established.
The members of the upper and middle halls were promoted from the lower hall of the hall after several years or even more than ten years.
At this time, the members of the Red Moon Hall were the newcomers of this training academy.
"Combing up" was a euphemism for a prostitute's first time receiving customers in a brothel (during the Qing Dynasty?). Before receiving customers,
the hair was braided, while after receiving customers, it was styled into a bun. The process from braid to bun involved combing the hair together, hence the name
. However, the Phoenix Dance Pavilion here didn't have the tradition of braiding or buns.
The spiritual roots mentioned in this chapter are based on *A Record of a Mortal's Journey to Immortality*, but
the light spiritual root possessed by the legendary figure "Immortal Ancestor" in his first appearance is my own creation.
The tool for measuring spiritual roots, the "Spiritual Root Plate," is my own creation; mortals don't have such tools (they use touch or scanning
)
. As for the measuring ruler, it comes from the Purple Mansion Immortal Fate, and the Five Elements Bamboo comes from Immortal Forging.

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