Bloodline integration

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"Brother, how could you say such a thing! What kind of person do you take me for?!" My sister, Hanliu, slapped me hard across the face in a fit of rage.

I covered my left cheek, glared at her, and said calmly, "I'm doing this for your own good. With your looks and qualities, why did you have to marry that penniless guy? If you don't use your youth and beauty to find a good husband now, you'll regret it later. Maybe you think what I'm saying is bullshit now, but you'll thank me later!" "You, you..." My sister was trembling with anger, but she couldn't retaliate again. After all, I had raised her single-handedly after our parents died.

Actually, I had no choice. I had gambled away a lot of money to that rich young man who liked my sister, and now he had given me an ultimatum: either persuade my sister to marry him or he would cripple me. But that guy really did love my sister, unlike other playboys who were just playing around.

"Brother, I'm not a prostitute. Let's not talk about this anymore," my sister said, trying to calm herself down.

After saying that, she prepared to open the door and go back to her room.

"Sister, no, don't do this. Listen to me." "What else is there to say? I've made myself perfectly clear. I won't separate from the person I love."

My sister said to me with her back to me.

"Sister, let me tell you the truth. Actually, I borrowed a lot of money from Young Master Guang, he... he..."

My sister then realized the seriousness of the problem, turned around and looked at me quietly, waiting for me to finish speaking.

"He gave me an ultimatum: either I pay back the money, or you agree to marry him. If you can't do it, he'll cripple me." I didn't dare to look my sister in the eye, so I looked down at my slippers.

"So you want your sister to abandon her happiness, enter that aristocratic family without freedom, become a caged bird, and then die in despair, all for your own sake?" My sister's tone was cold, seemingly devoid of any emotion.

"No, it's not what you think. Actually, I really hope you become a rich man's young mistress. Besides, Young Master Guang said that as long as you're willing to marry him, he might even turn a blind eye to your relationship with that poor boy and tacitly allow you to marry him..." "Hmph, at least he has the self-awareness to know I won't like him." My sister frowned and thought for a moment, then asked me, "How much money do you owe? Maybe we can think of a way." "Three thousand, a thousand, ten million..." My tongue started to tumble out.

"What? You, you actually borrowed so much money? What did you borrow it for... Oh right, needless to say, you gambled again, didn't you? Didn't you promise you wouldn't gamble anymore? This time you gambled so much!!!" My sister became more and more agitated as she spoke, her beautiful voice sounding shrill as the volume gradually increased.

"Sister, please help me this time, I promise I will never..." "Don't say anymore," my sister interrupted me, "It's your debt, it has nothing to do with me."

"Are you really going to leave me to die?!" "It's not that I'm leaving you to die, it's that I'm powerless to help." "If you just promise Young Master Guang..." "Impossible!!!" "Little sister, please have pity on me, I don't want to become a cripple." I knelt in front of my sister, pleading desperately.

"..." "Little sister, do you remember? When we were little, our parents died early, and our other relatives didn't care about us. I dropped out of school to work so I could support you through college. And, and that time, you were sick, and I didn't have money to take you to the doctor, so I stole something. I got caught and beaten up. Later, I had no choice but to sell my blood at an underground blood bank. I sold 800cc of blood to save your life. And another time..." My sister listened silently to me recounting the past, tears streaming down her face. After I finished, she helped me up from the ground, then turned her back to me, wiping her tears as she said, "Brother, I really can't help you." "Hanliu! Are you really so heartless!" My sister didn't answer me immediately. She opened the door and went inside, and then I heard the sound of the door being locked from the inside. "If you become disabled, I'll take care of you." It's over, it's really over now. I slumped to the ground, my mind blank. After a long while, I got up blankly and aimlessly walked out the door... When I regained my senses, I was already in the suburbs, and it was quite late, with a light drizzle falling. "Sigh," I sighed helplessly. I was far from the city; it seemed I would have to spend the night in the wilderness. I looked around, hoping to find a cave to hide in. Luckily, I soon found a cave with an entrance just big enough for me to enter. Of course, I wasn't stupid enough to go deep into the cave; who knew what dangers might lurk inside? So I sat down against the rock wall just a meter inside. If it weren't for the rain, I would never have spent the night in this cave.

Unconsciously, I fell asleep while muttering curses at my ungrateful sister.

"Come, come, destined one, come quickly, come." "Who is it?" I vaguely felt someone calling me. I opened my sleepy eyes and looked around, but there was no one there.

"Come on, come on, hurry up." Huh? What's going on? I was confused because the voice was echoing in my mind. Suddenly, my body seemed to be drawn by something, moving uncontrollably deeper into the cave. A chill ran down my spine—oh no, I'd hit the jackpot!

There were many branching paths inside the cave, but my body didn't stop at any of them, as if strolling through its own backyard. I don't know how long I walked, but finally I reached my destination.

It was a relatively spacious space, actually about the size of a bedroom, just larger than the cave itself. Once inside, control of my body returned. Only then did I notice a piece of parchment floating in the center of the space, emitting a faint red glow. However, I couldn't tell what kind of leather it was made of. A sudden surge of curiosity welled up inside me. I cautiously approached it, examining it closely. There were red characters written on the parchment, but I couldn't understand them. However, judging from the characters' shapes, it might be oracle bone script. How could oracle bone script be written on parchment? I was filled with doubt. Forget it, don't think about things you can't figure out. I suddenly realized that this thing might have some important value, maybe it records the location of some treasure, maybe I'm going to become rich. Thinking of this, my body acted before my brain, and I grabbed the parchment floating in the air.

A strange sight appeared. As soon as I grabbed the parchment, it suddenly emitted a brilliant red light, making the whole cave blood red. I hurriedly tried to throw the parchment away in fear, but I found that it was stuck to my hand like a piece of chewing gum, and I couldn't get rid of it no matter what.

The red light became brighter and brighter, and my eyes could not bear it any longer, so I had to close my eyes. As soon as I closed my eyes, the red oracle bone script on the parchment suddenly appeared in my mind, but to my surprise, I could actually understand what it said. The first line read "Bloodline Fusion Technique".

(2).

I looked away from the magazine, closed my eyes and rubbed my slightly dizzy head, and felt much better.

I glanced at the cute Kitty alarm clock on my desk; it was already 11:30. My brother had been missing for over a day and hadn't returned. I shook my head, trying to shift my attention elsewhere, constantly reminding myself not to get involved with that scumbag, but my heart was still filled with concern for him.

Recalling our childhood, I couldn't deny how outstanding he had been. But all that was in the past. Since becoming addicted to gambling, that outstanding brother had vanished. Sighing, I closed the magazine, preparing to wash up and go to bed.

There was a knock at the door. Who could it be so late? I left my bedroom and tiptoed to the front door, peeking through the peephole. It was my brother (of course, I wouldn't give that gambler a key to the house unless I wanted to come back one day to find everything gone). I hesitated for a moment, then finally opened the door.

"Is there something you need?" I asked coldly. I wouldn't give a friendly look to anyone who tried to interfere in my life, even if they were my only family member.

My brother's face was flushed, and he looked very excited. "I have a plan, I have a plan!" "You have a plan? Did you win the lottery and have the money to pay back that 30 million?" I said coldly.

"This...this...I don't have the money..." "Then what plan do you have?" My tone was still icy and obviously ambivalent.

I immediately realized that he had no money, so what plan could he have? I said angrily, "What are you trying to do to me now?!" My brother was clearly caught off guard. He lowered his head, his body trembling slightly, and remained silent for a long time. When he looked up again, I could feel the determination in his eyes, which were cloudy from smoking and drinking.

"Don't be hasty, listen to me." A smile appeared on his face, but it looked so...eerie in the dim light.

"Didn't you not want to marry Guang?" I didn't answer, but just nodded, wanting to see what he was up to.

"Then I'll marry him!" "Huh?" I didn't react for a moment and stood there dumbfounded.

"Brother, you're not...you're not crazy, are you?" I worried that the pressure was making him lose his mind, so I reached out and placed my hand on his forehead. He didn't have a fever. At this point, I was a little confused, completely forgetting that losing one's mind and having a fever couldn't possibly be related.

"Crazy?" My brother said with a slightly mocking tone, "I'm more lucid than I've ever been in my life, and..." He paused and continued, "And this concerns our future wealth and status." As he spoke, he removed my hand from his forehead, but didn't let go, and noticeably tightened his grip.

Ignoring my slightly sore left hand, I frowned and said, "You can enjoy your own wealth and status, you don't need to drag me into it." My brother didn't answer, just stared at me blankly for a long time before saying seriously, "Hanliu, you're really beautiful." "Huh?" I hadn't expected him to change the subject like this at all.

"You know what? I've always, always thought I loved you, even though you're my sister." This shocked me deeply. I didn't reply, waiting for my brother to continue.

"I don't know when it started, but from the day I discovered it, I knew my life was over." My brother's eyes began to glaze over, and I knew he was lost in his memories, so I wisely didn't interrupt. "

So I started to give up on myself, but I still couldn't erase your image from my mind.

Until one day, Young Master Guang took me gambling. I immediately became infatuated with him, because only through the thrill of gambling could I forget your existence." "However, not long ago, after losing thirty million, I suddenly realized that I didn't actually love you, or rather, I only loved your beautiful appearance, and what I truly loved most was myself. So I can let you marry Young Master Guang without any heartache." My brother became more and more agitated, his grip tightening. "

If you had married Young Master Guang, everything would have been fine, so why won't you grant my request!" "Enough, stop talking. Let go of me, you're hurting me." My brother laughed again, still with that eerie smile. "Since you won't agree, then let me marry Young Master Guang in your place, hehehehe." My brother's laughter sounded particularly abrupt and sinister in the darkness. Hearing it sent a chill down my spine. Instinct kicked in, and I struggled desperately, trying to break free from my brother's iron-claw-like hands.

At that moment, my brother began to mutter to himself. I couldn't understand what he was saying, but his body began to emit a faint red glow. I was stunned by this strange sight and momentarily forgot to struggle.

As the red light grew stronger, I snapped out of my daze. What... what was happening...? I was astonished to find that my brother's left hand, which was holding mine, had merged into my arm. Now, my brother's arm and my body were connected. I even felt a strange attraction within my body, drawing my brother into me.

I wanted to scream, but no sound came out. My body stood frozen in place, unable to move. I watched helplessly as my brother was slowly sucked into my body. An overwhelming fear gripped my body. I didn't know what was happening; my mental state was on the verge of collapse.

Slowly, I felt my body swell. At first, I could bear it, but soon it became unbearable. My whole body felt like a balloon being filled with air, as if adding just a little more air would cause me to burst. I could feel my entire body expanding several times its normal size.

My brother was still silently chanting something, showing no sign of stopping. Was this just the beginning?

************ "No!!!" I woke up with a start, finding myself covered in a cold sweat.

Whew, thank goodness it was just a dream. I wiped the cold sweat from my forehead, reassuring myself. I

glanced at the clock; it was almost five o'clock. I had slept for so long. The magazine on my desk was open, dripping with drool. I felt embarrassed. Luckily, no one knew about this "bad habit," or I would have been incredibly awkward.

I stretched, stood up from my desk, and went to the bathroom in my bedroom. After a quick wash, I stared blankly at myself in the mirror. Girls just love looking in the mirror, there's no way around it.

My face is the oval shape that's so popular with Eastern women, with slightly messy, shoulder-length black hair cascading down my back. My delicate features give me an elegant and noble air. In the mirror, I saw myself flashing a silly smile, revealing pearly white teeth.

Wait!! A smile?? I... I wasn't smiling.

Han Liu: "Hehe, looks like you figured it out. I was planning to wait a bit longer to give you this surprise." A sweet voice rang out in the bathroom.

I actually... I actually started talking uncontrollably.

Han Liu: "Don't get so excited, you'll get used to it eventually." Who are you? The words had barely left my mouth when I immediately remembered that terrible nightmare: You are, brother... Han Liu: "Hehe, you guessed it. How about that? Now you know I'm not crazy, right?" She even playfully stuck out her tongue in the mirror.

I said: No, this is a dream, it's definitely a dream. When I woke up, everything was back to normal.

Han Liu: "This is putting me in a bit of a bind." Han Liu frowned slightly and thought for a moment. "Oh, right, there's a way to let you know this isn't a dream." I can still see everything my body sees. A pair of fair hands were raised in front of my eyes and waved, then my gaze followed those hands slowly downwards.

Han Liu: "Now, let me see my own body, hehe." My hands, no longer under my control, stopped in front of my chest. I looked down and saw my full breasts pushing up my sky-blue nightgown, forming a beautiful semicircle. I unbuttoned the nightgown one button at a time, repeatedly trying to stop them, but to no avail.

The nightgown, now removed, was casually tossed to the ground. I was only wearing a white lace bra on my upper body, the deep cleavage attracting the clutches of any man. The bra covered three-quarters of my breasts, making them appear fuller and more prominent, creating a very pleasing visual effect.

Han Liu: "Wow, I never expected your breasts to be so full. Tell me, your breasts—oh, no, now they should be mine." She smiled lewdly and asked, "What cup size are my breasts?" Han Liu: "Why aren't you answering? Looks like you won't know what's good for you unless I teach you a lesson." She then roughly ripped off the last piece of clothing covering her chest.

Two adorable little white rabbits were exposed to the air, trembling slightly with each breath. The two rosy nipples on her exceptionally firm breasts seemed to radiate an alluring glow.

Han Liu: "My breasts are so firm, I really don't understand why I need to wear a bra, this burden."

However, I won't wear them anymore. Otherwise, these two little cuties will feel suffocated. "With my body half-naked under such control, I walked out of the bathroom and came to the full-length mirror in the room. I grabbed my two breasts hard. My body groaned with great enjoyment, "Ah!" Han Liu: "If you don't cooperate with me, I'm not sure what I'll do next." After saying that, I started to take off my pajamas. I saw my face in the mirror, with a shy blush on it. My face with a lewd smile looked incredibly... seductive and beautiful in the slightly dim light.

Could this be the most suitable version of me?

(3).

Lying on the bed, I comforted my two little breasts. I closed my eyes and enjoyed the pleasure that my sister's body brought me. My sister, who was imprisoned deep in my soul, also seemed to be enjoying the pleasure that now belonged to both of us.

Stopping my hands that had been ravaging my breasts, I walked lightly to the mirror, striking various alluring poses to admire my stunningly beautiful female body, saying, "How was it, my dear sister? Did it feel good to be one with me? You seemed to be really enjoying it." "Pah, you bastard, I'm not your sister," my sister roared in my mind.

"Don't say that. We're still siblings, oh no, we should be sisters now, hehe." "Shut up, don't use my voice to say such shameless things." "Alright, how about I make a deal with you?" "..." After waiting for a while and not getting a reply from my sister, I continued, "How about this, as long as you help me keep my cover up in front of outsiders, I can give you the right to use my body one day a week." The reward I offered was already quite generous for me, but my sister was unmoved at all: "Dream on!! This body is mine. You've taken over my body, and you still want me to impersonate you and keep my cover up? Absolutely not!!!" I frowned, and Han Liu in the mirror frowned as well, her expression carrying a hint of melancholy, yet making her seem even more worthy of being held in one's arms and protected.

"Sister, let me be frank with you. Don't think I'm helpless just because you won't help me. I'm only giving you a way out because you're still my only family. If you push me too far, hmph, I'll devour your soul and gain all your memories. Then I can play your role perfectly. You'll be completely obliterated. You should weigh the options carefully." "You... don't try to fool me." It seemed my threat had worked; her voice trembled slightly.

"Why would I lie to you now? I'll tell you the truth. The spell that merged us is called the 'Bloodline Fusion Technique.' It was accidentally discovered by an ancient sorcerer while researching new magic. He experimented on his own daughter, and ended up merging with her, devouring everything about her. Helpless, he had no choice but to live on as his daughter. Later, in his research on this spell, he discovered that only direct descendants within six generations or collateral descendants within three generations could successfully cast it, hence the name 'Bloodline Fusion Technique.'" "Because he felt a little guilty about using his daughter in the experiment and devouring her soul, making it impossible for him to resurrect her, he tried many methods and finally found an improved version of the 'Bloodline Fusion Technique' that allowed the caster to choose whether or not to devour the recipient's soul." "I'm warning you, if you don't cooperate, I won't hesitate to forget the last bit of kinship between us and devour you!!" I tried my best to put on a fierce face and tone, attempting to amplify the intimidation effect. But my current appearance made my normally fierce face seem somewhat cute, and my sweet voice lacked any fierceness, sounding more like I was whispering sweet nothings.

It took a long time for my sister to reply.

"Okay, I can agree, but you must keep your promise." Her voice sounded unusually weak.

"Don't worry, I will. Now, listen to my instructions, and I can read your memories." "No problem." "Then I'll teach you a mantra; you just need to recite it once." "Okay." I taught her the mantra, silently reciting another one in my mind, waiting for her to finish.

It began. My sister's memories flooded my brain like a torrent, appearing so real, like scenes from a painting, as if I had experienced them myself.

"Hahahaha," I laughed wildly. Foolish sister, she really thought I could devour her soul, not knowing that I could only do so if she silently recited the mantra I taught her, and then I would recite another. I hadn't expected to fool her so easily. But then again, most people would choose to compromise in this situation.

"Poor little sister, I'm completely no different from you now." After saying that, I lay back on the bed, my hands roaming over my body, familiarizing myself with my sensitive spots, so that I could more deeply experience the pleasure of being a woman.

Ah...ah...woo...ah...As time went by, all the sensitive areas of my body, except for the most sensitive place for all women—the honey hole—had been ravaged by me, and the bed was covered with the lustful fluid flowing from my honey hole. I began to advance towards the final "fortress."

I spread my snow-white, slender legs, presenting my most mysterious feminine area without reservation, the tightly closed pink honey hole exuding an alluring fragrance. I began to feel thirsty, and shook my head vigorously, my dark, shiny hair flying in front of me, obscuring my view of the honey hole. Although I couldn't see that tempting little darling, my slender fingers were unaffected, and I began to play with it.

Wave after wave of incomparable pleasure eroded my nerves, and my reason was gradually taken over by desire.

Unable to resist the longing for the depths of her honeyed depths any longer, I inserted my index finger into the warm, slippery opening, thrusting it in and out repeatedly. Soon, one finger was no longer enough. I began to fantasize about my male body pressing down on this beautiful, alluring body, my penis thrusting forcefully into her tender honeyed depths, increasing the number of fingers to two, three…

Suddenly, I felt my body convulse in extreme excitement, a warm liquid gushing from her honeyed depths, completely wetting my fingers. Then, the boundless pleasure of a female orgasm completely overwhelmed me.

It felt so good!!

I curled up, savoring my first orgasm as a woman, while caressing my chest with one hand, finally putting my fingers, now covered in her fluids, into my cherry-like mouth and chewing them. So delicious.

Soon, my strength returned. I stood up and tidied my disheveled black hair. Looking at my own face flushed in the mirror, with an angelic face and a devilish figure, beautiful long hair, and youthful energy, I seemed to be immersed in a dream, and I couldn't believe that it was me. But soon, I woke up, and my unsatisfied self launched a new attack on my new body... Ah... Ooh... Ah... Ah... Ooh... Ah... The lewd sounds filled the pink room, and this room already belonged to me.

(4)

The night was getting late, but I was still alone in the newlywed room.

The plan went quite smoothly, and I accepted Mr. Guang's marriage proposal and successfully became a member of the upper class.

But I was not satisfied. I wanted all his property! Not just a vase who couldn't control the finances. Moreover, I knew very well that Mr. Guang's infatuation with me would decrease or even disappear as time left its mark on my beautiful face and charming figure. I had to plan for myself.

The best way was for Mr. Guang to die. Apart from his fat sister who looked like a pig, he had no relatives. Moreover, Mr. Guang never liked his sister, and she basically had no status in the family. I could then inherit all of their family's assets as the primary heir. I racked my brains for a long time before coming up with a brilliant plan.

I found the poor boy my sister liked and told him that Young Master Guang was using my brother to threaten me, and since he was my only brother, I had no choice but to marry him. I cried my eyes out, spouting a bunch of things like "we're destined to be apart in this life, but we'll meet again in the next," and so on. I knew I had successfully enraged this idiot, whose IQ was probably a whopping 250, because I saw the rage in his eyes and could even hear the grinding of his teeth. I originally thought he was going to let me taste my (sorry, that's all!!!!)

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