The Path to Immortality Through Lust

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The mountain wind was still, the cold moon silent. Lin Xuanyan returned to his room, silently turning the pages of a book. This time, he had chosen a different book, one he had written himself years ago. He stroked the familiar handwriting, feeling as if he were in another world.

The characters weren't exactly masterpieces, but the powerful strokes had a certain charm, like a sword piercing through clouds and splitting rocks, unstoppable.

He didn't read the contents; for him, reading this invaluable sword

manual horizontally, vertically, or backwards yielded the same result. His gaze slowly settled on each character. The door and window were slightly ajar. The breeze, oblivious to words, randomly turned the pages. With each character Lin Xuanyan read, the original fierce sword energy on that character gradually disappeared, leaving the characters devoid of spirit, truly just ordinary words on paper.

Lin Xuanyan rubbed the fierce sword intent between his fingers, lost in thought.

The world changes like white clouds and grey dogs, only the sword energy still recognizes him.

The sword energy returned to his body with his touch, transforming into the flowing water within the vast ocean of the sword embryo. Turning the last page, he gently exhaled a breath of stale air.

Light began to emanate from the horizon, surging in like a raging tide.

Dawn had broken. Lin Xuanyan closed his eyes for a short rest.

...

The rocks swirled like chaotic clouds, ancient trees stood desolate, their branches outstretched like crab claws, the precipitous Guixue Peak like a jade millstone grinding the universe. The mountain was already sparsely populated, making it even more desolate and cold. The protective array of sword energy flowed, its cold light concealed, adding to the chilling atmosphere.

The cold moonlight spilled across the mountain path, and a dark figure slipped in from the back of Guixue Peak, heading straight for Biluo Palace. "Junior brother! What if Master catches us?" Xiaotang, worried, stopped Lin Xuanyan's hand from grasping at the money.

Lin Xuanyan muttered to himself, "What's the point of going down the mountain if we don't have money? Doesn't Senior Sister want some candied hawthorns? We can't just steal them. If Senior Sister gets caught, I'll have to obediently go back and tell Master to come and get her." "Well... okay then. Don't let Master find out. Even if Master finds out, he definitely won't punish me. Yes, definitely. Master loves me the most." ... "Heaven and earth have opening and closing, yin and yang have... Man follows yin and yang, following the four seasons... No contact, no announcement of spirit." The chanting in the Biluo Palace was like a clear song on sandalwood clappers, faint and indistinct, the wind swaying the ancient trees concealing the strangeness within. The bright yellow lamplight swayed slightly in the air. In the elegantly furnished bedroom, the pearl-like chanting seemed to be mixed with rapid breathing. In

the bedroom, her black hair was half-draped over her jade-like back, and a narrow, short plain gauze dress barely covered her pointed navel.

Pei Yuhan held the book in her slender, fair hands, while her other hand rested on the sandalwood table.

A crisp snap interrupted the reading. "Pei Fairy, I'll stop when you finish reading this book. I'll fuck you all night long, and if you mispronounce a single word, your butt will get a slap.

Pei Yuhan, do you have anything to say? The Pavilion Master ordered me to investigate the death of the Vagina Master. Hmph... Pei Yuhan! As long as you cooperate, everything is negotiable. Everyone knows the Vagina Master has many enemies." The spot where his hand landed changed in a short while. Pei Yuhan felt a tingling, numb, and painful sensation. Ji Xiu kept his hand there, gently kneading it, which relieved the pain somewhat. Her flushed buttocks looked especially alluring against her snow-white skin. Pei Yuhan, who already exuded a cold and unapproachable aura due to her sword practice, was now being penetrated and spanked while reading a book. Even the most erotic stories wouldn't portray her like this.

Pei Yuhan parted her pursed lips, her hand unconsciously tightening slightly as she pressed down on the table. She calmly replied,

"I didn't know about the Yin Yin Master's unexpected death. I can only express my regret to your esteemed sect." Ji Xiu raised his hand high again and brought it down hard, sternly saying, "Don't try to be stubborn. The sect leader told me what the Yin Yin Master was doing at the Sword Sect. The Yin Yin Master is dead, so be it. I should thank the person who killed her… Tch.

As long as you know what's good for you, the Yin Yin Master's death has nothing to do with your Sword Sect. I will report it myself." Pei Yuhan secretly breathed a sigh of relief. She had been on tenterhooks for days, deeply regretting her impulsive actions that day. Ignoring Ji Xiu's slap on her buttocks, she said gently, "Thank you." "Then let me moan a few times, call me 'husband' for me to hear." Pei Yuhan hesitated for a moment, then said stiffly, "Husband!" "Hahaha, my wife's little hole is so tight, it seems even wetter." Pei Yuhan said, "Alright, don't push your luck." "Why don't I want to? But your little hole tells me you like it." Although Ji Yitian learned of the Vagina Master's murder, he wasn't greatly shocked. It was the Vagina Master who had repeatedly begged Ji Yitian, exchanging some conditions before allowing her to have intercourse with Pei Yuhan. Ji Xiu could guess what was going on, and using the situation to blackmail her was a clever idea of his. Ji

Xiu's penis was covered with the slippery flower fluid from Pei Yuhan's little hole, making it quite difficult to go in and out. His glans was scraping against the deep and wrinkled flower wall from head to toe, and Ji Xiu couldn't help but close his eyes and enjoy it. The previously tight flesh walls were gradually opened up to adapt to Ji Xiu's size, and the smooth, moist passage constantly stimulated his glans, far surpassing the pleasure of courtesans and female disciples of the Yin-Yang Pavilion. However, the taste of a woman in the marketplace—her breasts, pert buttocks, jade legs, tender vulva, and pink feet against his shoulders—was still

unforgettable. After a series of teasing words, Ji Xiu continued thrusting his hips without letting up. Pei Yuhan's jade vulva, after being trained and developed by Ji Yitian, had become sensitive and juicy. Now that swordsmanship was suppressed and nearing extinction, a swordsmanship furnace like Pei Yuhan, a rare find in hundreds of years, would likely never experience such pleasure again.

Under the sandalwood table, her boots were slightly deformed, and her delicate toes, hidden in fine silk stockings, twitched incessantly. Pei Yuhan's face was slightly flushed, but nothing seemed amiss.

He chanted the Daoist scriptures of the Yin-Yang Pavilion: "The way of intercourse... therefore has form. The man never declines, the woman... umm

...

Ji Xiu let out a long breath, his chest heaving, the intense thrusting almost causing him to ejaculate. His glans stopped near Pei Yuhan's opening, the dark red shaft bulging with veins, poised for release. The

swollen penis caused her some discomfort, and Pei Yuhan, her face flushed, picked up her book again to read.

Her slender fingers turned a page, each page filled with tiny, fly-head-sized characters, and she still had a thick book in her hand, unsure how long she would have to read.

...

Suddenly, the crowd erupted in cheers.

"Ah! The New Year's bell is ringing!"

Yu Xiaotang suddenly jumped for joy. "Ringing the bell?"

"The bell of Jietian Tower!" Yu Xiaotang exclaimed excitedly, "I told you when I came here, the Palace Master of Qingmu Palace, Lu Jiajing, is ringing the bell herself." Yu Xiaotang pulled him further into the crowd. Countless fireworks rose continuously, trailing a faint gray line, ascending to the sky, exploding into dazzling five colors.

...

Inside the Azure Palace, Ji Xiu and Pei Yuhan sat facing each other. Pei Yuhan's round, firm buttocks pressed heavily against Ji Xiu's thighs, her long, slender legs parted and wrapped around his waist, her flesh glistening with moisture. Ji Xiu's penis, though limp, remained inside her, refusing to withdraw despite hundreds of thrusts, all thanks to the Yin-Yang Pavilion's secret techniques.

He kneaded the white-robed swordswoman's snow-white breasts; her bare bodice had long since been tossed aside, and her unrestrained breasts fell into Ji Xiu's hands, being shaken, kneaded, and shaped into various peculiar forms. The buttons of her gauze dress had been loosened by Ji Xiu, the thin, translucent garment still clinging to Pei Yuhan's last vestige of dignity.

Her breasts stood high and erect, pink buds covering his fingers, her nipples wantonly played with. Previously, her nipples, swollen and engorged from rubbing against the gauze, resembled tiny red beans being toyed with by Ji Xiu.

Ji Xiu withdrew his other hand from Pei Yuhan's waist and hips, slipping it rustling inside her clothes while pinching her nipples. The sudden stimulation caused Pei Yuhan, already hovering on the edge, to let out a soft moan.

"Sex must be slow and gentle, shallow and slow, the desire to enter and exit... ah... ah... ah." Pei Yuhan felt both pain and pleasure, her vaginal opening involuntarily tightening, her waist and hips lifting back. Ji Xiu

pressed down on her nipples with four fingers, forcing Pei Yuhan to sit down again, plunging his ugly penis in completely.

On New Year's Eve, when yin and yang were in transition, cultivating with Pei Yuhan, the most superior vessel, would surely stabilize his cultivation, allowing him to break through to the mid-stage of the Transformation Realm. His position in the pavilion was secure, and the death of the Vagina Master was actually a good thing for him, hmph. Even with his Vagina Master's cultivation, he wanted to fuck Pei Yuhan. With a further advancement in cultivation, he might be able to do it with Pei Yuhan a few more times. "Ji Xiu thought to himself.

Ji Xiu lewdly said, "Pei Yuhan, is your hole itching again? Touching your breasts makes you this horny. Outsiders don't know how lewd you are. When you're being wanton, there's not a trace of your previous aloofness. To put it bluntly, you just need to be fucked." Pei Yuhan stopped reading and said coldly, "After tonight, get back to your Yin Yang Pavilion immediately." Ji Xiu's face changed instantly. He tore off Pei Yuhan's last remaining clothes, exposing her perky and soft breasts to the air without any cover. He said sharply, "Don't you want to protect the Sword Sect anymore!" He snatched the Yin Yang cultivation method and threw it on the table. The two naked bodies were placed one in front of the other. Pei Yuhan was pressed against the edge of the table, and her already round buttocks appeared even fuller. Although he had seen it many times, Ji Xiu still swallowed hard. Slap slap slap slap slap slap slap, a sound like raindrops hitting banana leaves rang out, and her fair heels were raised and her toes touched the ground.

"Scream! I'll forgive your earlier defiance."

...

May my Xuanyuan dynasty enjoy a long and prosperous reign.

The New Year's bells of Chengjun City tolled again and again, their deep, resonant tones seemingly piercing through time, ringing year after year, a testament to the enduring power of the Xuanyuan Dynasty.

...

At this moment, Pei Yuhan, her buttocks raised, was also being pleasured by Ji Xiu's thrusts. Her juices splattered everywhere, soaking the sparse pubic hair, making it impossible to distinguish whose sweat or bodily fluids it was. Pei Yuhan's deliberately seductive moans were also indistinguishable from genuine ones. Each deep thrust elicited a deep, wanton moan. Her round, full buttocks slapped with a crisp, clear echo in the empty Biluo Palace, the rapid, rhythmic thrusts making Pei Yuhan's seductive voices grow even louder, her moans incessant.

After dozens of relentless thrusts, reaching the very root of her penis, Pei Yuhan was pinned to the table, her rounded thighs bent inwards and her slender calves raised off the ground, her pink toes curled tightly. Even the usually aloof and reserved Pei Yuhan was now overwhelmed by the stimulation. Her

delicate pink orifice overflowed with moisture, the sounds of thrusting impossible to conceal.

"Mmm... ahh... mmm... ah... stop... stop... ah," Pei Yuhan cried

out, begging for mercy. Ji Xiu ignored her, his penis hardening even more from her pleas, and thrust in heavily. "I'll fuck you to death," he said, grabbing Pei Yuhan's upper arms and pressing down with a penetrating force. Pei Yuhan felt the hardness and heat, her legs clenching tightly in her climax.

Ahhhhh... mmm... hum...

Ji Xiu's hard, dark penis throbbed as he ejaculated inside Pei Yuhan. Pei Yuhan's hips trembled violently, indicating she had also reached orgasm, her body spasming with

each thrust of the penis. Pei Yuhan collapsed onto the table, Ji Xiu, equally panting, pressing down on her. Her dark hair, like clouds, was disheveled, strands clinging to her sweat-drenched neck, shoulders, and back.

Ji Xiu, also covered in sweat, rose, withdrew his limp penis, and sat on the armchair, white semen mixed with vaginal fluid dripping from her tender pink vulva.

"Lying there, being fucked until you're dripping wet, no one would ever imagine their fairy being begged for mercy by me, Fairy Pei? Hahaha." Pei Yuhan coldly added, "Can we go now?"

Ji Xiu lewdly chuckled, "I said I'd fuck you all night, and you've only read less than a quarter of the Yin-Yang Dao Scripture.

It's only the third watch."

Pei Yuhan pursed her lips; this book would take at least two more nights to finish, but dawn would break in three and a half hours.

"...

Qingmu Palace Master Lu Jiajing is going to practice in public at Jietian Tower!" "Practicing in public?" "That means losing her virginity!" The teahouse erupted in uproar, the air seeming to freeze for a moment.

...

"Pei Yuhan, do you know that Lu Jiajing will be deflowered after this year's Dao Trial Conference? She'll also be entertaining guests for three days. As an elder of the Yin-Yang Pavilion, I can also get a share." Ji Xiu lewdly chuckled.

Pei Yuhan was speechless for a moment. Although she had heard some rumors before, this kind of voluntary act was different from the Lu Jiajing she knew.

Ji Xiu continued, "She got to sleep with two of the four beauties, but it's a pity she couldn't see the Palace Master of Fuxue Palace. I heard she got pregnant by a male fox. Tsk tsk tsk! This news about Lu Jiajing will soon be public knowledge." Pei Yuhan remained noncommittal and continued to turn a page of scripture.

"Yu Yu... Yu... Yu... Yu... Yu... Yu..." *

Slap slap slap slap*, four slaps landed on her buttocks, rippling her hips. Pei Yuhan cried out in pain; this part was rather awkward to pronounce, and she received four more slaps.

Two naked bodies lay on their sides on the carved wooden bed, Ji Xiu sucking on her perfectly firm breasts.

Outside the Biluo Palace, a figure hesitated, pacing back and forth. Zhao Nian saw the lamp was still on, knowing her master hadn't fallen asleep yet. She felt a little uneasy about wishing her master a happy New Year's Eve. Mustering her courage, she went to the door. There seemed to be chanting coming from inside.

"Zhao Nian! What are you doing out so late?" Pei Yuhan's voice rang out, startling Zhao Nian.

Zhao Nian bowed respectfully and replied, "Disciple wishes Master a Happy New Year." "Hmm~~, I appreciate your kindness. Good morning, go back and rest." Zhao Nian was stunned for a moment, then quickly said, "Disciple is leaving." On the way back to her room, she assumed it was late and her master was tired.

...

Startled by the arrival of someone, Pei Yuhan was terrified. If her shameful secret were discovered, her reputation would be ruined.

"Pei Yuhan! Suck it! I heard you've sucked our sect leader before." Ji Xiu pulled Pei Yuhan up, his ugly penis pressed against her lips. "Don't want to suck it? I've heard your oral skills are good, otherwise I'd continue fucking your cunt." Pei Yuhan had no choice but to skillfully take the erect penis into her mouth. Her soft, fragrant tongue moved nimbly, teasing and sucking around the glans. Her slightly clumsy movements filled Ji Xiu with pleasure. Pei Yuhan frowned slightly, sucking and licking the penis, then spitting it out, leaving Ji Xiu stunned.

His penis, like the hilt of a sword, was held in Pei Yuhan's hand and bent upwards. Pei Yuhan flicked the base of the penis with her sharp fingers and took the testicles into her mouth.

Ji Xiu laughed heartily, "Hahaha, so this is how you suck Ji Yitian's dick? I thought you had some bottom line. If your master knew his female disciple was being fucked and sucked like this, would he disown you?" Pei Yuhan mumbled, "Stop talking nonsense." The sucking on her testicles was too much for Ji Xiu to bear. He pulled out and inserted it into her mouth, thrusting in and out on his own.

Kneeling, she could only hold onto Ji Xiu's thighs. Suddenly, a thrust went deep into her throat and exploded. Pei Yuhan could only whimper and pound in resistance. Her cloudy semen filled her mouth, and Ji Xiu ejaculated again.

"Swallow it," Ji Xiu stared fiercely.

He wiped the semen off his penis with a white garment he had somehow found.

Her youthful face, untouched by the vicissitudes of five hundred years, only gained a pure and aloof air. Her naked body exuded both holiness and lust, only the man beside her was a complete eyesore.

…

A dark figure crossed the suspension bridge along the rugged ancient road, the dim light illuminating the magnificent buildings.

"Open the door!"

"Who is it?"

"Damn it, don't you recognize me?"

The leader on the city gate waved his hand: "Open the gate quickly."

Ji Xiu ignored the guards and walked straight towards Burning Ash Peak.

On the main road, a beautiful figure called out: "Fourth Elder, where have you been?" Ji Xiu, who had just been stern-faced, immediately greeted him with a smile, "Chanxi, the Pavilion Master instructed me to go down the mountain to take care of some business." My father can order you around? Where did the elder go to play again? Did he go to Pei Jianxian's place? "Ji Xiu stammered, "Uh! Miss... how did you know? That so-called Cold Palace Sword Immortal, praised by everyone, is nothing but a whore who can be ridden at will. A few slaps to her ass and she'll obediently bend over and be fucked. Miss, you don't need to take it to heart. What the Pavilion Master does is all for the sake of taking it a step further." Ji Chanxi smoothed her hair and tilted her head, saying, "Never mind, Fourth Elder, you should rest early too." Looking back at Ji Xiu's unsteady steps, Ji Chanxi chuckled.

Ji Xiu chuckled to himself, "Pei Yuhan's back is really tight. Damn, three holes open at once, I bet the Pavilion Master has never tried this before."... After Lin Xuanyan returned to the mountain gate with Yu Xiaotang, they parted ways and went back to their own rooms.

Lin Xuanyan secretly opened his door and found a few lights inside. On his usual wooden chair, a woman sat quietly turning the pages of a book. The woman sat upright, chest out, head held high, expression focused. The candlelight danced and shimmered on her face, like a radiant sunset.

[The End]

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