The celestial palace is rife with lewd affairs.

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Red maple leaves fluttered, and the entire court fell silent.

A fairy descended to earth, drawing beggars, noble ladies, and imperial princesses alike to the mountain.

Yet none knew that beneath the cold moonlight, the three thousand palaces of the Guanghan Palace opened in unison,

nor did they witness the awakening of the empress, her tears flowing, and her kneeling as a fragrant servant.

They harbored a heart yearning for immortality and seclusion, unaware that the immortal's abode was the place where fairies indulged in debauchery, their cries of pleasure echoing softly.

...

The blazing sun shone brightly, its rays seeming to bake the city's glazed tiles into flames.

With a series of clattering footsteps, a long white ribbon appeared beneath the crimson walls of the imperial city. The little princess ran breathlessly over the high vermilion wall, her hair disheveled, her snow-white dress billowing like a cloud.

Dozens of steps behind her, thirteen eunuchs and palace maids chased after her, all staring wide-eyed, none daring to utter a cry or shout to stop her, only their disordered footsteps echoing slowly within the forbidden palace.

As if even the wind had died, the once bustling and prosperous capital of the Great Qi Dynasty was now utterly silent.

Every street was deserted, and every brick had been washed several times with clean water. Throughout the entire nation, from peddlers to princes and nobles, everyone had fasted for three days. Those who refused were like the birds in the city, all driven away. Even the emperor himself was subject to this.

Inside the imperial city, the nineteen vermilion palace gates were wide open.

Along the seven-mile-long palace road, three thousand imperial guards stood in two rows, clad in vermilion armor and holding massive halberds.

At the end of the palace road, the emperor and empress, dressed in their grand court robes, waited below the steps, with their three princes standing half a step behind them, and behind them, the entire court of officials.

The summer sun was extremely scorching, and the heavy court robes were stiflingly hot, like an oven, but everyone kept their heads down, letting sweat soak through their clothes, remaining motionless.

With a series of soft pattering sounds, the little princess came running to the Empress's side, her delicate face flushed with sweat. She was about to speak when the startled Empress abruptly covered her mouth.

The Emperor frowned, glancing at his usually unworthy daughter, and pushed her to the Empress's side.

Behind him, a plump prince couldn't help but wipe his sweat: they had been standing there for almost half an hour since his morning bath and grooming, and his obese body was drenched in sweat. He was inadvertently seen by the Crown Prince, who glared at him fiercely, and he immediately fell silent, too terrified to move.

In the sweltering heat and silence, everyone stood still, waiting quietly.

Above, the enormous sun slowly slid across the sky, the sundial's shadow rolling to the fifth mark.

The time had come.

The female official, who had been waiting at the Imperial Observatory, struck the enormous bell, several meters tall, with all her might, its sound echoing throughout the imperial city.

The bell tolled five times—signifying the arrival of Chen Shi (7-9 AM). With each strike, everyone's heart tightened.

As the last bell faded, the sunlight suddenly dimmed, and the hearts of the thousand men in the imperial city froze. Then, a melodious, ethereal music echoed through the capital, accompanied by the tinkling of bells, as if a hundred birds had come to pay homage, softening even the harsh sunlight.

On the white marble palace path outside Tianwu Gate, two soft clicks rang out.

All the Imperial Guards jerked their halberds, their armor clanging like a downpour, and abruptly knelt on one knee.

They were imperial guards who had just returned from their rotation at the border, each a man of iron will, yet none dared to raise their heads. Only the fluttering jade belts revealed two pairs of exquisitely beautiful feet, one pair adorned with pink embroidered shoes, the other plain white. The feet were no larger than the palms of these strong soldiers, almost large enough to be held in one hand, their delicate beauty causing even their breath to catch in their throats.

"Look at these men, they're going to scare me to death..."

A soft, ethereal laugh, like a delicate zither, tinkled like pearls falling onto a plate. A faint, almost imperceptible smile drifted on the breeze to the ears of several soldiers, making them feel weak in the knees, yet they remained motionless, a surge of pleasure washing over them, their hearts overflowing with pride.

Accompanied by the clear tinkling of bells, two pairs of snow-white jade feet, their toes barely touching the ground, floated slowly past every Imperial Guard, stopping gently before the Emperor.

A delicate floral fragrance filled the air, and the scorching sun, which had been unbearably hot, suddenly became warm and inviting. Those members of the royal family nearby were particularly invigorated.

With a wave of the Emperor's hand, the princes and ministers behind him all knelt down.

This mortal supreme being lowered his usually haughty head, took a deep breath, bowed respectfully, and proclaimed loudly:

"I am Xie Yuwen, and along with all the people of Qi, I respectfully welcome the Immortal Descending the Mountain!" Every citizen of Qi knew that once every twenty years, two Immortals who protected Qi would descend from Feixian Peak, deep in the clouds in the southeast of the country, to guide new cultivators in the mortal realm.

Since the founding of Qi, the first thing every emperor did upon ascending the throne was not to establish an heir or build an imperial mausoleum, but to conduct a thorough search of the land to prepare for welcoming the Immortals.

The people on the mountain were not to be violated by any mortal dynasty.

This had remained unchanged for over five hundred years.

"What Immortal? You make me sound like an old man."

Upon hearing Xie Yuwen's address, one of the two immortals giggled, and those nearby felt a flutter in their hearts: that voice was full of seductive charm, so alluring it could bewitch one's soul.

"Eh?" the fairy murmured in confusion. "Last time, it was an old man who came to fetch me. Why is it you, handsome young man, today?" The emperor replied respectfully, "Your Majesty, the one from twenty years ago was the late emperor. I ascended the throne eight years ago." "Ah, I remember now, you're the child following behind that day..." the voice chuckled, a sound that could melt one's bones.

The owner of the voice raised a slender finger and brazenly traced it across the forehead of this supreme ruler. "Hey, Your Majesty, why are you looking down? Look up... and take a look at me!" The tone of the "Your Majesty" was as soft and alluring as a Wu dialect, so seductive that Xie Yuwen felt a void in his heart.

He immediately bit his tongue, suppressing the flutter in his heart. But behind him, the fat prince, who was obsessed with lust, couldn't resist the temptation. He trembled as he looked up, and was stunned for a moment.

He already knew from his elders that there were always two immortals descending the mountain: a seductive fairy and a cold fairy. Having already sampled the most famous courtesans in the capital by the age of nine, he was quite disdainful, thinking that such titles meant that these so-called fairies were nothing more than ordinary beauties; "seductive fairy" was more like "flirtatious fairy." He even had the rather perverse pleasure of calling the two female slaves who served him daily beneath his fat body "two fairies,"

thoroughly indulging in their fantasies. But today, upon seeing them, even the image of the most beautiful courtesan in his mind vanished instantly. He realized that mortal beauties could never compare to fairies.

Both female fairies were breathtakingly beautiful, hovering half a foot off the ground, untouched by dust. Their figures were even more astonishing than the best fleshy cannons he had ever seen: their extremely long, plump jade legs were tightly pressed together, leaving no gap; their breasts were full as melons, their buttocks alluringly plump, yet their waists were incredibly slender; and their two pretty faces were absolutely stunning!

The woman was slightly taller, with an exquisitely beautiful face that seemed otherworldly. She wore a pink jacket and a gold hairpin, and her jade-like legs occasionally revealed glimpses of her alluring, snow-white flesh as she opened and closed. Her two round, plump breasts trembled slightly with each step, almost bursting her clothes. They were so large that even he, who had seen countless women, had never seen anything like them!

With each glance, she resembled more of a southern vixen, a fox spirit who had attained enlightenment, than a fairy! Behind her plump buttocks, a furry fox tail swayed gently, and then there was her crotch, her crotch… The obese prince’s blood boiled, his eyes glued to the plump, honeyed crotch exposed by the pink-clad woman’s legs, which were pressed tightly together. He was dumbfounded, but then he saw the pink and white fox tail suddenly bend to the side, the pink tip of the tail obscuring the spring scenery between her legs. Looking up, he saw the fairy covering her mouth, her peach-blossom eyes fixed on him, her long, curved eyelashes fluttering, a half-smile on her face.

It was she who had been captivating him with her enchanting voice.

The obese prince panicked, his eyes darting to the icy fairy beside him. This beautiful woman held a whisk, her black hair tied back, her pretty face veiled by a long veil, revealing only her clear, bright eyes.

The white veil draped down, obscuring her delicate nose, cherry lips, and slender neck, reaching all the way to the tips of her high, teardrop-shaped breasts, barely concealing her most exquisite nipples.

Looking further down, the fairy's figure was even more striking: her slender waist, cinched with a white belt, was as beautiful as a willow in spring; her plump, heart-shaped buttocks, exceeding her shoulders, resembled a large, juicy peach, their two full cheeks seemingly overflowing with sweet juice, yet showing no signs of sagging, incredibly pert and captivating. Even her plain white dress couldn't conceal them. The white veil seemed to be forcibly stretched over her ample breasts and buttocks, taut and almost bursting.

This captivating woman was unlike the alluring fairy; she descended to the mortal realm without uttering a word, her cold, phoenix-like eyes, visible only behind her veil, sweeping over the crowd. Her beautiful eyes, with their slightly upturned corners and extremely long eyelashes, shone brightly and majestically like a sharp sword. She was like a solitary orchid in a secluded valley, possessing both refined elegance and

graceful beauty, as if a piece of thousand-year-old ice had ascended to immortality. Despite her voluptuous and terrifyingly seductive figure, she possessed an ethereal, otherworldly aura, her ribbons fluttering even without wind, inspiring awe and reverence in all who beheld her, a willingness to worship her for eternity.

The obese prince gaped, his mouth agape like a pig's, drool practically dripping from his lips. His loin-like member, ugly as an eel, trembled and hardened almost instantly, poised to ejaculate its foul-smelling semen with a single glance.

The cold fairy frowned slightly and turned her face away.

Hearing the sudden heavy breathing behind him, the Crown Prince instantly understood what the fool was doing. Enraged, he kicked the obese prince, who screamed and collapsed to the ground.

Everyone froze, too afraid to breathe.

Fear and resentment filled their hearts: this lustful creature had angered the fairy, and none of them would escape with their lives!

"Giggle..." A silver bell rang, and the alluring fairy covered her mouth, laughing.

She moved with light, graceful steps, seemingly floating, to the short, fat prince convulsing on the ground. Her fox tail swayed gently behind her as she stared with interest at the small bulge in his dragon robe.

She was quite tall, no less so than a man, and compared to the obese prince lying on the ground, she was like a phoenix next to a worm—a truly laughable sight.

The emperor, who had been keeping his head down, gritted his teeth, mustered his courage, and knelt on one knee, saying, "Please forgive me, fairy. This unfilial son is ignorant of manners and has offended you in such an unseemly manner. I will punish him severely. I am terrified and beg you, fairy, not to..." "Hmm," the alluring fairy didn't even look at him, and gave another fox-like chuckle. She pointed a finger at the kneeling emperor's head to stop him from speaking. "You're quite the emperor. When did I say I would punish him?" She tilted her head, her beautiful eyes glancing back at the fat prince's crotch. "Look at this little thing, it's really pitiful..." Narrowing her eyes, she lifted the tip of her small embroidered shoe and gave it a slight sway at the small protrusion.

The obese prince felt as if he hadn't actually touched the fairy's embroidered shoes, yet the mere scent of her fragrance brushing against his groin caused him to let out a pig-like howl, his back arching in spasms, leaving a small damp patch on his bright yellow dragon robe.

The alluring fairy withdrew her spotless lotus foot, covering her mouth with a contemptuous smile.

A faint, fishy smell filled the air.

The emperor's face flushed rapidly, followed by a pale, terrified expression.

The cold fairy, seeing the damp patch, frowned, and with a flick of her jade finger, all the odor vanished instantly.

The Fairy Maiden laughed heartily, "It's rare for me to come down the mountain for a short while, and it's already so interesting... Xie Yuwen, are the potential cultivators ready?" The Emperor immediately replied, "Your Majesty, my servants have gathered all the suitable young women for cultivation throughout the country and assembled them in the Fairy Palace, awaiting Your Majesty's approval." "Good, not bad." After laughing, the Fairy Maiden seemed to lose interest and said casually, as if she had only just noticed the Empress kneeling on the ground and the little princess beside her. Her beautiful eyes narrowed, and she smiled at the Empress, "Do I recognize this younger sister... Is she the younger sister who came down the mountain last time?" The Empress trembled and couldn't help but answer in a sobbing voice, "Yes, it is indeed me, Su. I dare not let the Immortal recognize me..." Although the Empress was already quite beautiful, compared to the two immortals, she was like a firefly vying for the moon's brilliance. Moreover, she was a bit older, and even with the best maintenance, she already had some wrinkles, making her feel even more ashamed of herself.

"Why are you saying that, sister? And you're crying..." The Fairy Maiden covered her mouth languidly. "What's the use of standing under this sun for so long? I'm tired too. Sister, would you take us somewhere to rest?" Upon hearing this, the Empress glanced at the Emperor, then lowered her head and said, "As Your Majesty commands, please, two celestial beings, come with me..." Only then did the two immortals float away again, and the bells from somewhere jingled softly once more. They seemed like two jade butterflies, gently following the Empress into the distance.

Everyone breathed a sigh of relief, only then realizing that their backs were soaked with sweat. They were still shaken: Could this fairy be a demon in disguise?

Emperor Xie Yuwen only straightened up at this moment. Of all the officials and civil officials, only he dared to turn around and look at the departing figures of the two immortals, his eyes burning with endless fervor.

Just now, he had kept his head down, not daring to look at their faces, but now he no longer had that concern. As the two fairies departed, their slender waists accentuated their ample, shoulder-length buttocks, which swayed back and forth, stretching their tight-fitting clothes. Their jade-like legs crossed, creating waves of fleshy ripples. Especially the alluring fairy, whose adorable fox tail swayed incessantly, revealed a faint slit in her pink dress beneath her plump buttocks. Coupled with her soft, seductive voice, one couldn't help but want to strip her naked and turn her into a slave for flesh!

The Cold Fairy remained silent, yet her aloof face was most likely to arouse a man's desire, especially her plump, peach-shaped buttocks, no less alluring than the Alluring Fairy's, and her exquisitely beautiful, teardrop-shaped breasts. One longed to bite her nipples, suck them until they swelled, draw out her milk, and then fuck her, distorting her icy face until her eyes were glazed, emitting moans and gushing ecstasy—from that first glance twenty years ago, standing behind the late emperor, the Cold Fairy's dignified figure and the Alluring Fairy's seductive voice had been forever etched into the new emperor's heart, day and night, unforgettable for a lifetime.

But they were fairies, and he was a mortal. Even if he were the emperor, their allure and seduction were irrelevant to him.

Xie Yuwen took a deep breath, suppressing the burning desire in his heart: it was all just wishful thinking. Since the two immortals protected his dynasty, even those rogue cultivators who plagued other countries avoided the Great Qi, daring not to violate the laws. Such celestial beings, even ordinary immortals would disdain them, so who could possibly take them as playthings?

He glanced with disgust at the Third Prince, who was still convulsing on the ground. Today, this wretched creature had truly terrified him! If he angered the two celestial beings, the change of dynasties would be as easy as a flick of their wrist!

This wicked thing absolutely could not stay in the capital; let him be sent somewhere to fend for himself.

Xie Yuwen waved for the eunuchs to carry him away, while wondering where the clear, melodious sound of bells rang when the two fairies moved. If it wasn't the wonder of their immortal magic, could it be that the fairies had small bells tied to their bodies? Was it the alluring fairy with the fox tail? Or the cold fairy? Were they tied to their ankles?

Or...?

The thought of the lewd objects the fairies might be wearing made his breathing increasingly rapid and hot.

Feeling his already erect member, Xie Yuwen shook his head and slowly left: He was still young; tonight he would definitely need to find the Empress to relieve his pent-up desires.

…

“You little brat, hurry up and tell your sister your name!” On a large bed in the Immortal Phoenix Palace of the Immortal Palace, the alluring fairy held the little princess in her arms, lazily leaning against the jade pillows, her curvaceous body fully exposed, making one's mouth dry.

The cold fairy beside her, however, did not lie down like her, but stood elegantly to the side, like a white stone sculpture.

"My name is Xie Xianxian," the little princess answered crisply, nestled in her arms, her large eyes fixed on the wiggling tail. "Sister, is your fox tail real?" "Giggle... a fox tail?" The alluring fairy chuckled. "This? It's not real..." "Then can Xianxian play with sister's tail?" the little girl asked expectantly.

"Xianxian, don't be rude!" the queen, waiting nearby, quickly scolded.

"It's alright, it's alright," the alluring fairy waved her hand, pinching the little girl's cheek. The fox tail twirled, her squinting eyes filled with a hazy, intoxicated look. "You want to play with sister's tail?... No, that won't do. Sister's tail is only for one person to play with... If anyone else touches it, sister will scream..." She seemed to recall some feeling, biting her lip, her pretty face flushing red. Her already fox-like eyes shimmered, soft and alluring, almost dripping with moisture.

The cold fairy frowned. The Empress, trembling with fear, pretended not to hear.

The little girl obediently gave an "oh." The Fairy Maiden hugged her tightly and rubbed her, then smiled—she truly loved to smile.

"...Immortal?" The Empress, standing to the side, hesitated for a long time before asking in a trembling voice, "May I be so bold as to ask, is Master... well?" "Master?" The Fairy Maiden paused, then remembered who it was, straightened up and covered the little princess's ears, her voice becoming much more respectful: "Master is naturally well." "Has Master mentioned..." The Empress spoke urgently, wanting to ask more, but then remembered something, gently lowered her head, her eyes already brimming with tears.

"...It was I who was impolite. I lacked the aptitude to cultivate and descended the mountain, and now I even have a daughter, yet I still dared to presume that Master would, would..." "Don't belittle yourself," the Fairy Maiden saw through her thoughts at a glance, "Master cares about every child who has come up the mountain, he would never forget." The Empress simply shook her head, assuming that the Immortal Maiden was just trying to comfort her.

"Don't disbelieve me," Fairy Mei gently shook Xianxian's head, letting her lean against her ample bosom, and said softly, "Before we went down the mountain today, the master mentioned you to me—listen: Su Xiaoxiang, who went down the mountain nineteen years ago, later became the empress and has a daughter. You two go and see if she's doing well. If that daughter is capable, ask her if she'd like to bring her up the mountain—do you hear me?" Upon hearing this, the empress froze on the spot, asking blankly, "Master... really asked about me? And mentioned my daughter?" Fairy Mei nodded.

Receiving an affirmative answer, the empress, who had ruled the world for over a decade, lowered her slightly red and swollen eyes, gently covering her face, laughing and crying at the same time.

"What's wrong, Mother?" the little princess asked blankly, looking up.

"Because you're going to cultivate with your sister, your mother is happy, but also reluctant to let you go." Fairy Mei gently pinched her little nose.

The Empress was stunned, then overwhelmed with worry and elation: "Immortal, Xianxian... Xianxian can cultivate!?" "We'll have to see," the alluring fairy replied calmly, rising gracefully to stretch and displaying her fiery figure.

"It's rare for me to descend the mountain, and staying in this palace is so boring," the alluring fairy said with a playful laugh, her almond-shaped eyes darting around. "Sister Tan, why not take me and this cold fairy to your prosperous Great Qi Dynasty for a visit?"

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