Lustful Cultivation

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YY Island stood alone in the vast ocean, its azure waters rippling with waves several feet high, creating a spray of pristine white foam. The setting sun cast its golden rays upon the beaches surrounding the island. The waves gently lapped at the shore, caressing the soft sand before reluctantly receding, their ceaseless caress carving silver edges along the sand, like shimmering silver frames around the boundless sea, making it even more enchanting.
Suddenly, a figure darted out from the distant, expansive coastline, paused briefly in the air, and then sped towards YY Island, landing on the beach. Chen Fan felt a surge of steam, his clothes instantly drying.
Inside the cabin, Zhang Yan sat cross-legged on the bed. She had sensed Chen Fan's presence as soon as he came ashore, and a charming smile appeared on her lips. She thought to herself, "I wonder if my little master has discovered anything? I must ask him later."
Chen Fan tidied himself up and quickly ran towards the cabin. He went straight into the cabin on the left and his gaze fell on the wooden bed. Two familiar figures appeared in his eyes. A beautiful woman, pure and elegant, lay quietly on the bed. Her arms were as white as lotus roots, and her legs were as smooth as pure jade. Under the backdrop of her plain dress, she had a fresh, refined, elegant, and noble temperament. Everything about her seemed so graceful and dignified. Sitting next to her was also a stunning beauty. Her beautiful, youthful face and exquisite features were a perfect combination. Her pure and clear eyes were filled with a faint mist, shimmering like a gently rippling pool of water. Her curled and charming eyelashes trembled slightly from time to time.
Sitting cross-legged on the edge of the bed, Zhang Yan stared directly at Chen Fan, her alluring, rose-petal-like lips exhaling softly, "Little Master, you're back. Did you find anything?"
Chen Fan frowned upon hearing this, and said helplessly, "Sigh, I didn't find anything. I couldn't go down to the deepest part by myself."
Zhang Yan was surprised, opening her mouth to say, "Oh! Even Little Master didn't find anything?" Then she said excitedly, "Then there must be a big secret hidden down there."
Chen Fan shook his head and said calmly, "We'll talk about that later. How is my mother now?"
A strange smile spread across Zhang Yan's face as she softly said, "Don't worry, I'll handle whatever you ask me to do perfectly."
Chen Fan didn't think much of it and walked step by step to the bedside. Standing by the bed, he gazed at the sleeping Liu Yan with fascination. Suddenly, Zhang Yan jumped up and clung to Chen Fan, pressing her soft red lips to his thick lips. Sensing Zhang Yan's unusual passion, Chen Fan responded enthusiastically. Their tongues intertwined passionately, enjoying a blissful exchange.
After a while, Zhang Yan felt she had finally released the pent-up passion of the day. She released her lips, lifted her head, and gently brushed aside her slightly disheveled hair with a delicate finger. With a hint of shyness and reproach, she asked, "Master, when do we start?"
Chen Fan squinted and teased, "Soon. After I've dealt with my mother's matter, we can start. What? My little slut can't wait?" He then gently blew on Zhang Yan's cheek.
Zhang Yan, satisfied with the answer, smiled and said, "Oh, then little master, you'd better hurry up and win over Liu Yan!"
Chen Fan gently patted Zhang Yan's pert buttocks and said confidently, "Of course, you can go out now!"
Zhang Yan got off Chen Fan and muttered to herself as she walked out, "I want to see how you break down Liu Yan's last psychological defenses."
After Zhang Yan left, Chen Fan slowly climbed onto the bed and stretched out his strong arms to hug Liu Yan tightly. Lying in her familiar embrace, feeling the warmth of the ocean, Liu Yan twisted her soft body to adjust to a more comfortable sleeping position, a dreamlike expression on her face.
Chen Fan felt his mother Liu Yan's soft, warm body, his heart pounding gently beneath her high, round, full, and elastic breasts. His eyes filled with tenderness, and gradually their hearts beat in unison. Chen Fan's mind raced as he thought, "Mom, you are mine. Everything you have will belong to me. How can I get you to set aside moral constraints and taboos, to accept all of this without sin or restraint?" Thinking this
, exhausted from a long day, Chen Fan embraced Liu Yan, buried his head in her neck, and quietly fell asleep. Liu Yan felt the tingling sensation on her neck, let out a soft moan, and snuggled back, as if she needed to merge into her son's body to feel at ease.
In the other cabin, Fang Qing lay on the bed, looking at Zhang Yan with a complex expression, and asked, "Xiao Fan is back."
Zhang Yan looked at Fang Qing and smiled softly, "Yes!"
"You…" Fang Qing hesitated, as if she wanted to say something but couldn't.
Zhang Yan found it amusing, thinking to herself, "It seems love really can lower a person's IQ, no matter what her experiences are." She laughed and said, "Alright, my dear sister, I didn't say anything, you can rest assured."
Fang Qing breathed a sigh of relief and lay down on the bed, but she had other thoughts in her mind. She wouldn't show them to Zhang Yan. Just like Zhang Yan said, she could tolerate Zhang Yan and Liu Yan, but what about them?
Could they tolerate a woman like her? The key was Chen Fan's attitude.
The next morning, Liu Yan woke up early, her beautiful eyes still blurry with sleep. Her starry eyes sparkled with desire. Lifting her exquisite face, she saw Chen Fan lying beside her, staring at her blankly. She softly called out, "Baby!"
Chen Fan lowered his head and gently kissed Liu Yan's smooth forehead, praising, "Mommy, you're so beautiful!"
Liu Yan then fully woke up, quickly propping herself up and grabbing Chen Fan, saying, "Baby, are you alright? Did they do anything to you?"
Chen Fan, still confused, asked, "I'm fine. What's wrong, Mommy?"
Liu Yan breathed a sigh of relief, but thinking about what had happened the day before, it felt like a dream. A blush crept onto her face as she said, "Nothing, as long as you're alright, baby."
Chen Fan felt a little strange but didn't think much of it. He gently pulled Liu Yan into his arms and said, "Mommy, I have something to tell you."
Liu Yan said "Oh," and that was it. She enjoyed her son's embrace that morning.
Chen Fan stood up and helped Liu Yan up, looking at his mother's beautiful face before him, and said, "Mom, I love you!"
Liu Yan, hearing her son's earnest expression, giggled and said, "Silly boy, of course Mom knows! And Mom loves you very much too!"
Looking at Liu Yan's expression, Chen Fan felt a little deflated. He composed himself and said, "No, it's not what you think, Mom. Listen to me, that's not what I meant."
Liu Yan tilted her head, looking at her son, a complex emotion flashing in her eyes. Liu Yan wasn't stupid; in fact, she was very clever. She could often feel the burning gaze in her son Chen Fan's eyes, that desire to devour her, making her clearly aware of his incestuous intentions towards her. But she just wouldn't admit it, because... In her heart, her baby should always be a simple and innocent child in front of his mother. Everything Chen Fan has is given to her by her. So every time they are close, she suppresses her shyness. As long as Chen Fan doesn't go too far or does anything excessive, she will stop him or pretend to be confused. Now that her son is finally about to tear down this last layer of morality, she thinks frantically, "He finally has to say it. Why, why! What should I do! What should I do!" But she teases him, "What is it? Baby, don't you love Mommy?"
Chen Fan looks at Liu Yan with some frustration, staring straight at her with a serious expression. He says solemnly, "Mommy, you understand, Mommy, you can feel it. I love you, like a lover."
Despair filled Liu Yan's face, her eyes brimming with hopelessness and fear. Panic overwhelmed her, and tears streamed down her face as she silently cried out, "Ahhhhhhhh!"
Suddenly, Liu Yan threw herself into Chen Fan's arms, writhing and sobbing, crying, "Why, why, why did you have to say it? Why, why did you have to say it? How am I supposed to face you now? How am I supposed to face your father? How am I supposed to live? I might as well be dead." But as she said this, Liu Yan seemed to understand something, murmuring, "..." "Yes, yes, that's it. I'm dead, I'm dead, then none of this will happen, the baby won't be ruined, and this family won't be destroyed."
Chen Fan quickly reached out and pulled Liu Yan into his arms, ignoring her struggles and hysterical state. He spoke in a clear, ethereal voice, as if someone were telling a story rather than speaking, saying, "Mom, don't get agitated. Listen to me. That year I was 12 years old. A few days before summer vacation, one night I got up to go to the bathroom. As I passed by Mom's bedroom door, I saw a sliver of light coming out and heard a strange sound. So I quietly went over..." Peering through the crack in the door, I was captivated by the scene inside. It was Mom and Dad making love. I was immediately drawn to Mom's alluring figure—her seductive, luscious eyelids, her breasts heaving in beautiful curves, her slender waist swaying gracefully, her blushing cheeks, her slightly furrowed brows, and her sweet, heavenly moans… Although I didn't understand anything at the time, I felt that Mom was the most beautiful woman in the world, without exception, unmatched by anyone.”
Listening to Chen Fan's description, Liu Yan gradually quieted down, as if she had returned to that midsummer day… Inside the bedroom, the couple were lost in their passionate lovemaking, oblivious to the fact that a pair of innocent eyes were watching them through the crack in the bedroom door. The sounds of their lovemaking resonated deeply with their son outside the door, causing a blush to rise on his cheeks and a growing heat in his body. He thought with regret, "It's all my and my husband's fault for being so negligent; we've corrupted our young son's pure heart."
Chapter 45: The Mother-Hunting Plan .
Chen Fan sensed that his mother, Liu Yan, was no longer agitated. Looking down at her, his heart was filled with tenderness.
Liu Yan slightly raised her pretty face, looking at Chen Fan's handsome face, her heart filled with guilt. She parted her lips, her pearly white teeth, arranged like seashells, and gently bit her lip, whispering, "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, baby..."
Chen Fan tightened his embrace around her, tenderly saying, "Don't say it, don't say it," and then softly continued, "After that, I looked forward to the night every day, just to catch another glimpse of that sacred yet lewd scene, but I never saw it again. Then summer vacation came, and I went to my grandparents' house. Perhaps it was fate, but I encountered a legendary adventure in the wilderness, a cultivation..." "The immortal inheritance has long since made my life extraordinary. Cultivating immortality can enlighten the mind, and my mother's infinite charm was planted in my young heart. Because of the special nature of the cultivation method, I chose my mother as my cultivation partner. At that time, I didn't understand any human taboos, and I didn't care about them. After that, I started to follow my own plan to make my mother my most perfect cultivation partner..."
Chen Fan slowly recounted the bits and pieces of his life over the years. Liu Yan listened with a mind full of thoughts and emotions. Zhang Yan and Fang Qing, who were secretly eavesdropping outside the window of the cabin, were also having similar thoughts.
When Liu Yan heard that her son, Chen Fan, secretly came to her bedroom every night to cleanse her marrow and purify her body, while she remained completely unaware, naked before him, she was overwhelmed with shame and embarrassment, her mature woman's heart pounding like that of a young girl. When she heard that her son Chen Fan always concocted various elixirs for her to consume, she could
understand why she hadn't changed at all over the past ten years. When she heard that her son Chen Fan had
secretly planted that so-called "seed of desire" within her after achieving some level of cultivation, after hearing the explanation of the myriad wonders of the "seed of desire," her heart trembled repeatedly, her eyes flickered with uncertain light, and thoughts flashed through her mind: "So that's how it is." "Ah! So everything that's happened these past few years can be explained now. My own needs have been increasing, my husband has been taking supplements but his health is still getting worse, and my relationship with my son has become increasingly intimate, even beyond the boundaries of mother and son."
Chen Fan calmly and naturally recounted everything he had done over the years. Liu Yan listened with her heart pounding. She thought that all of this was meticulously planned by her son, and that she and her husband had gradually walked into the rhythm he had orchestrated for them. Liu Yan suddenly realized that she had never truly understood her son, that she had never really understood him. This made her somewhat afraid of him, and she wanted to escape, yet she also wanted to continue listening.
When Chen Fan said that he couldn't wait any longer, and that this trip to the South China Sea was part of his plan to confront his mother, Liu Yan remembered her own ordeal—the greatest humiliation of her life. She was completely enraged. With a sharp "slap," five red handprints appeared on Chen Fan's face. Liu Yan had slapped Chen Fan hard across the face.
Chen Fan touched his burning cheek, feeling somewhat bewildered and relieved. He then calmly looked at Liu Yan, offering no explanation for his illicit affair, and simply stared at her with that burning gaze.
Looking at Chen Fan's swollen cheeks, Liu Yan's eyes revealed deep sorrow, and a strong pain welled up in her heart. She coldly said, "Do you know what you're doing? You're leading this family to utter ruin, and we'll be despised by the world."
Chen Fan suddenly grabbed Liu Yan's shoulders, his gaze utterly calm, his face radiating arrogance. He loudly declared, "I know, I know what I'm going to do, but I'm not afraid, and I've never cared about it. Heaven has destined me for an extraordinary life, so what can worldly things do to me?"
Liu Yan looked at her spirited son, her heart filled with pride, but she scolded him, "What nonsense are you talking about? People in society are bound by its constraints—morality, ethics, kinship, and so on. You can't escape society." As a cultured and educated intellectual, she didn't believe in her son's talk of cultivating immortality, but she did believe in the treasures of ancient Chinese culture like internal energy cultivation and qigong.
As if anticipating Liu Yan's thoughts, Chen Fan took out the "Yin Yang Erotic Classic" from his storage ring and handed it to her, smiling as he said, "Mom, take a look first, and you'll see that what I said wasn't a lie."
Liu Yan watched her son magically produce an ancient-looking book made of some unknown material. Seeing his earnest expression, her anger transformed into a sliver of curiosity; her invincible gossip instincts somehow overcame the earlier awkwardness between mother and son. She took the book and quickly flipped through it. Although the text was written in classical Chinese, she could understand the general meaning. However, the content completely overturned her understanding as an atheist modern person.
Liu Yan glanced at it briefly, then looked up at Chen Fan, her face full of surprise, and asked, "Is...is everything said here true?"
Chen Fan solemnly replied, "It's all true, and I've already achieved minor success in my cultivation."
Liu Yan, having received an affirmative answer, looked at Chen Fan with a complicated expression. She truly didn't know how to face her son. He had found an excuse for his illicit affair, but the consequences would fall on the family. She couldn't accept it at all and asked, "What about your father? Have you thought about what will happen to him?"
Chen Fan sighed and said, "Mom, cultivating immortality..." There are many factors involved. Basic elements include affinity for immortality, innate wisdom, and physical constitution. More importantly, there are the four essential elements: location, method, companion, and wealth. None can be lacking; otherwise, the path to immortality is incredibly difficult. As for affinity for immortality, even if I am my father's guide, and even if he possesses innate wisdom, he still cannot overcome the hurdle of physical constitution.”
Liu Yan asked with some confusion, “Physical constitution? Does it refer to the body?”
Chen Fan nodded and said, “Yes, people's bodies are different. There are good and bad bodies. Those who cultivate immortality call a good physical constitution ‘spiritual root,’ and I have that, and you, Mom, also have it. Therefore, I must have you, Mom, as my Daoist companion.”
Chen Fan's next sentence sent a shiver down Liu Yan's spine. She could sense her son's determination and forced herself to suppress her panic, calmly saying, "No matter what your reasons are, I won't agree."
Chen Fan chuckled at Liu Yan's reply. Hearing her son's chilling laughter, Liu Yan's eyes flashed with deep wariness. She understood her son less and less. She coldly asked, "What are you laughing at?"
Chen Fan said smugly, "Mom, have you ever heard the saying 'habit becomes second nature'?"
Liu Yan asked, completely confused, "What does that mean?"
Chen Fan explained, "It's when two people, a man and a woman, are alone in a room. Gradually, they get used to each other's presence, and things change between them. The woman becomes relaxed and happy because someone of the opposite sex is appreciating her. She becomes more conscious of her clothes, her words, and her behavior. Then, gradually, their bodies become intimate..." Their contact became more and more frequent: holding hands, touching feet, hugging, kissing, and finally, their naked bodies rubbing against each other. This is the attraction between opposite sexes, and even a mother and son are no exception.
Following Chen Fan's description, even if Liu Yan was slow-witted or foolish, she knew who he was talking about—her son and herself. Initially, in her heart, her son Chen Fan was always a simple and innocent child. As long as Chen Fan didn't go too far, she would suppress her shyness and pretend not to understand their past interactions. However, today her son had pierced that last veil of pretense, causing Liu Yan to completely lose her judgment. Her panicked heart was filled with shame. She looked at Chen Fan with a mixture of anger and resentment. She knew clearly how vulnerable her body was in front of her son, practically defenseless. In the past, it was only because Chen Fan didn't want to disobey her. To give an example, she could refuse her husband, but she could never refuse her son.
Liu Yan sighed helplessly, "Baby, if you want Mommy's body, Mommy won't stop you, and I can't stop you." She pointed to her heart and said, "But this place will never forgive you." After saying this, Liu Yan lay down on the bed, ignoring Chen Fan.
Chen Fan, seeing his mother's attitude, felt somewhat annoyed; he had expected this. So he lay down beside Liu Yan and reached out to hug her from behind.
"What are you doing? Get away from me! Don't make me hate you!" Liu Yan struggled in panic, but ultimately couldn't overcome her son's strength and could only squirm in Chen Fan's arms. Chen Fan put his mouth close to Liu Yan's ear, gently blew on the back of her ear, and lightly licked the delicate earring with the tip of his tongue. Liu Yan went limp.
"Mom, don't move, let me finish. What I just said was to tell you that I only have one purpose, and that is you. Mom, you are in your prime now, and Dad can no longer satisfy you. Holding back too much lust is not good for your health. Besides, Mom, you also have feelings for me, so why not take this opportunity to release them?" Chen Fan's soft, seductive words made Liu Yan breathless.
Liu Yan replied, her voice a mixture of shame and anger, "Your father's health is all because of you. Besides, who has feelings for you? You're my son. I was just loving you. Who knew you'd be such an ingrate?"
Chen Fan smiled mockingly, closing his eyes to inhale the fragrant scent emanating from Liu Yan's body, and said, "Mom, you don't know, it's all because of you. Your constitution is very special. My father simply isn't fortunate enough to enjoy your beauty and kindness. You have the qualities to bring good fortune to your husband, but he doesn't have the fortune to enjoy it. If things had followed the original trajectory, our family would have been ruined and impoverished when I turned twenty, suffering many hardships. Now I've changed that fate, and my father can live a peaceful and prosperous life."

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