Fairy Green Wisdom

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In the Immortal

Continent, a man defied the cycle of birth, aging, sickness, and death, resolutely leaving his homeland to seek the Dao in the mountains with the body of a mortal . He

eventually obtained the method for achieving immortality and established the Longevity Sect.

From then on, mortals everywhere followed suit, attempting to defy fate and attain immortality, thus igniting a craze for cultivation.

Two hundred years later, the continent was filled with numerous immortal sects. Among them, the Longevity Sect, the Blazing Fire Sect,

and the Divine Sword Pavilion held the top positions, forming a three-way balance; the middle positions included the Western Regions' Ten Thousand Poisons Palace, the Wushan Free and Unfettered Sword Sect, the Eastern Sea's Spirit Shadow Island, the Little

Sword Peak Sword Sect, and the Imperial Capital's Holy King Palace; and the lower positions were countless.

...

Fairy Peak, in front of the main hall of the Myriad Dharma Sect.

At this moment, elites from all the immortal sects of the Eastern Xuan Continent had gathered here, their arrival overwhelming,

completely .

Across the crowd, Han Yi, dressed in a long, white robe, looked annoyed. Leading his disciples, he

stood facing . Han Yi glanced at them coldly and questioned, "What brings you all to my Wonderful Dharma Sect today

?"

Clearly, this group had come with ill intentions.

Over there, an elderly man with white hair and beard suddenly opened his eyes, and Han Yi immediately felt a

suffocating pressure. The old man remained calm and said loudly, "We have important matters to discuss with your sect leader

, Miss Zhao. Please inform her for us, young immortal, and ask her to come out and meet us quickly!"

Han Yi recognized the old man; he was Gao Tietai, the sect leader of the Azure Eagle Sect in Wuzi County, Dongxuan Prefecture. His Great

Shattering Eagle Claw could split mountains and shatter rocks; his strength was considerable. The Azure Eagle Sect was among the top sects in Dongxuan Prefecture, truly

a leader among all sects.

Upon hearing Gao Tietai's words, Han Yi frowned slightly, thinking, "What nonsense! Do you think I'm blind? This

isn't how someone who has important business to discuss with my master should behave!

" However, fearing the overwhelming number of people, Han Yi immediately bowed with his sword clasped, saying, "Unfortunately, my master is currently

in seclusion and cannot come to meet you all."

Gao Tietai's white eyebrows furrowed upon hearing this, and he scrutinized Han Yi with his sharp eyes. Just as he was about to speak, a

middle-aged man in a magnificent robe beside him interrupted, "Seclusion? Kid, I think you're asking for trouble!"

The middle-aged man then turned to Gao Tietai and said, "Sect Leader Gao, what are we waiting for? If we

delay , that demonic thief will surely escape!"

"Sect Leader Liang is right. Time is of the essence. We should split into two groups and quickly send men in to search for and capture the demonic thief!"

With the situation urgent and under the pressure of being stared at by so many eyes, Gao Tietai had no choice but to speak in a hesitant voice.

He thought to himself that he would find an opportunity to personally apologize to Miss Zhao after this matter was over. However, when

he thought of Miss Zhao's haughty, half-smiling demeanor, her exquisite, fairy-like face, and her graceful

, curvaceous figure, even though he was over sixty years old, he still swallowed hard.

The Wonderful Dharma Sect, in this Eastern Xuan Prefecture, was indeed such a wonderful existence.

Now that Gao Tietai had spoken, the elites of the various sects immediately responded, showing their shared hatred and

eagerness to rush into the main hall.

Seeing this, Han Yi hurriedly blocked their way with his sword, saying, "Although I don't know who you are referring to as the demonic thief, how can you enter the

Wonderful Dharma please? If you take another step forward, don't blame the Wonderful Dharma Sect for being impolite!"

The disciples of the Wonderful Dharma Sect also drew their swords to their chests, ready to pounce. The middle-aged man's expression shifted between anger and despair upon seeing this.

He laughed angrily, "Ha, a bunch of ants and rats! Do you even know

who I am?" "So what if you know?" Han Yi's eyes darkened as he tightened his grip on his sword hilt and said coldly. The middle-aged man said, "You know and still dare to stop me? Do you know that if I wanted to kill you, it would be ?" Han Yi sneered, "So what? Before the Mysterious Dharma Gate, there is no escape from death!" He suddenly made a sword gesture, releasing his hands from the sword. In an instant, the sword light shone brightly. He chanted incantations and swept his hands to the sides. Immediately, sword energy surged, and an air wall formed by sword energy protected him. "This is a wall of sword energy?" Gao Tietai exclaimed in surprise. "Hmph! Ungrateful! Master, let me teach this brat a lesson!" Suddenly, a figure in green robes flashed out from the crowd of sects. Han Yi's heart tightened. He saw a handsome young man in blue robes, about seventeen or eighteen years old. The young man was flying, charging towards him at lightning speed. Han Yi dared not be careless and hurriedly channeled his true energy to reinforce his sword energy wall. But in an instant, the young man had already arrived. The young man held the sword hilt in his left hand and suddenly raised his right palm, striking Han Yi's sword energy wall with a "bang." Although the sword energy wall did not shatter, Han Yi was forced to stagger back several steps. "Haha, so weak!" The young man's eyes gleamed with smugness and disdain. His right hand flashed past the sword hilt, instantly drawing his sword and attacking Han Yi's sword energy wall again . Han Yi thought to himself, "What are you so proud of!" If he wasn't mistaken, this young man was none other than Shen Jianhao, the eldest disciple of the Liangshan Sword Sect. Few might know who Shen Jianhao was, but the Liangshan Sword Sect was no ordinary sect. In Dongxuan Prefecture, the Liangshan Sword Sect was a legitimate sword-wielding sect, second only to the Azure Eagle Sect, the leader of all sects. At least in terms of background, Han Yi was far inferior to Shen Jianhao. The two were of similar age, and Han Yi, always strong-willed and never willing to admit defeat, was eager to spar. He immediately dispelled his sword aura barrier, grabbing the sword in mid-air – a sudden move that surprised everyone. "Bang!" Before Shen Jianhao could react, Han Yi's sword clashed with his. The essence of the Mystic Method Sect lay in sensing the mysteries of heaven and earth, using their essence for one's own purposes. Their expertise in swordsmanship was actually not profound, yet after several rounds, Han Yi and Shen Jianhao were evenly matched. "You…!" Shen Jianhao was horrified and furious. Han Yi, however, dared not delay. With another move, "Sword Qi Creates Shadows," his sword flashed and fell like a shooting star, unleashing a torrent of power. Shen Jianhao's face turned ashen, and he hurriedly retreated, but it was too late. The sword shadows were as fierce as a storm, sweeping towards Shen Jianhao's left arm. "How...how could this be..." Shen Jianhao appeared extremely terrified, despair in his eyes, seeing that his left arm was already lost. "Boy, don't hurt my disciple!" But at this moment, the middle-aged man suddenly made a move, stepping in front of Shen Jianhao and casually flicking his sleeve to block Han Yi's sword qi shadow attack. He then struck out with a palm in mid-air. Facing this swift palm strike, Han Yi was hit and immediately spat out blood, falling to the ground.

"Senior Brother Han!"

Han Yi was injured, and the disciples of the Miaofa Sect rushed over with worried expressions.

"What are you waiting for? Go in and search thoroughly!" After rescuing his disciple, the middle-aged man

withdrew his suspicious gaze from Han Yi and ordered the elites of the sect.

"You...you dare not!"

Seeing this, Han Yi hurriedly clutched his chest and, with the help of the Miaofa Sect disciples, shakily stood up. However,

the pain in his chest was unbearable; a sweet taste rose in his throat, and he spat out blood again, feeling as if his internal organs had shattered

. Knowing the situation was dire, he still chose to stand in front of the middle-aged man.

"Heh, courting death!"

The middle-aged man was none other than Liang Renxing, the sect leader of the Liangshan Sword Sect. He snorted coldly, flicked his left sleeve, and his right hand flashed out

, sweeping away the Miaofa Sect disciples with a flick of his sleeve, while his other hand gripped Han Yi's neck.

"Boy, I'll ask you again, if we want to enter this wondrous sect, will you let us or not?" Liang Renxing's eyes were ruthless,

his voice filled with cruelty and mockery.

The hands around Han Yi's neck were choking him, making it hard to breathe. Liang Renxing's hands were vicious and strong; he could even

clearly hear the sound of bones breaking. He couldn't help but think, was he going to die like this?

But bowing down to these people was absolutely out of the question. The wondrous sect may be small, but it had its own

dignity.

"Let him go!"

Just as Han Yi gritted his teeth, determined to fight to the death, his mind dazed from the choking,

a cold voice suddenly came from inside the hall.

"Miss Zhao?"

Upon hearing this, Liang Renxing's face lit up with joy, and he quickly turned to look into the hall, his grip loosening

.

Gao Tietai had already peered in, but upon seeing who it was, he shook his head.

Inside the hall, a tall, aloof woman strode in. The woman was dressed in a white robe and skirt,

as white as the bright moon in the sky. A cold wind blew, causing her robes to flutter, occasionally revealing

glimpses of her delicate, snow-white legs, dazzling the eye.

The woman possessed an unparalleled beauty; her brows were slightly furrowed, her features exquisitely refined, and her clear,

cold eyes gazed afar. Her long, flowing black hair was tied with a white ribbon, making her truly like a fairy.

"Who is this young lady?" Although he didn't see that this woman was the sect leader of the Miaofa Sect, Miss Zhao, Gao Tietai's

eyes burned with desire. His throat tightened, and he asked, stroking his white beard.

"Senior Sister..." Han Yi said apologetically to the woman.

The woman walked directly to him, her fragrance filling the air. Her eyes showed concern, and she asked with concern, "Does it still hurt?"

Han Yi gritted his teeth and said, "No...it doesn't hurt..."

But the next moment, he grimaced in pain.

"I'm sorry, Senior Sister." He lowered his head in shame.

"No, you've done enough."

She remained aloof, but her full breasts rose and fell slightly, as if her emotions had wavered. Suddenly,

she reached out her cool, slender hand and gently stroked his face, leaving him stunned.

"The rest is up to you, Senior Sister."

A delicate fragrance wafted from her fingertips, reaching his nostrils. In the instant he fainted, he saw that slender, fair

hand leave, and the woman turned to the group, saying calmly, "I am Lin Qingyu of the Miaofa Sect. Fellow immortals, you have

come from afar, so please accept my greetings on behalf of my master."

After speaking, Lin Qingyu said to the disciples of the Miaofa Sect, "You may all step back."

"Yes, Senior Sister!"

Seeing the Miaofa Sect open its doors to welcome guests, the tense atmosphere in front of the hall immediately subsided by half. Especially the

elites , all of them swallowed hard and stared intently at Lin Qingyu, their eyes fixed on the snow-white skin of her neck, as smooth as jade

. Some even had their burning gazes lingering on the soft flesh of her chest and her exquisite figure

, probably thinking lewd thoughts.

Liang Renxing coughed, his expression becoming much more pleasant, and said, "It seems that the Miaofa Sect is not an unreasonable

place . Fortunately, we have such a sensible beauty as Miss Lin..."

Before Liang Renxing could finish speaking, Lin Qingyu frowned slightly, her thin lips parted, and she said in a clear, cold voice, "

I have already heard the general idea of why Sect Leader Liang and fellow immortals have come. But I do not know who that demonic thief is, or why he

infiltrated the territory of my Miaofa Sect. I hope Sect Leader Liang can tell me, otherwise, to try to break into my palace based on mere words... " " Isn't

this a bit inappropriate?"

Liang Renxing nodded, his eyes showing approval, and said, "Since Miss Lin has asked, then I

will . That villain is Tang Fengnian, a remnant of the Pleasure Pavilion. Back then, the Pleasure Pavilion wreaked havoc on the cultivation world. Although it was

wiped out by the combined efforts of the three great immortal sects, its remnants have not been eliminated. For the past hundred years, these remnants have been lurking in various places, plotting to

rebuild

the Pleasure Pavilion. Recently, we obtained an important clue, saying that 'Immortal Wind and Wandering Bones' Tang Fengnian is actually one of the remnants of the Pleasure Pavilion. As members of the immortal sect, we should naturally possess a strong sense of righteousness and take it as our duty to eliminate evil." "

As for why Tang Fengnian infiltrated the Miaofa Sect, everyone knows that Tang Fengnian and your sect leader, Miss Zhao, are on very good

terms . So, besides the Miaofa Sect, where else could this demonic thief be hiding?"

Lin Qingyu listened quietly, a ripple appearing in her beautiful eyes, but she said calmly, "So, Sect Leader Liang's words

are merely speculation, without any substantial evidence to prove that the person is within our Miaofa Sect?"

Liang Renxing was speechless for a moment, then became angry. He glared hatefully at Lin Qingyu's calm and composed face, about to

speak, when he heard Lin Qingyu say, "But as a member of the immortal sect, the Miaofa Sect should naturally do its part to eliminate demons and protect the righteous path. If Sect

Leader Liang and everyone else wish to enter the hall to search, it is not impossible..."

Everyone was delighted to hear this.

Lin Qingyu, however, changed the subject, "But before that, Qingyu has something she must do."

She took two steps forward, her exquisite figure as graceful as a startled swan. Just as everyone was wondering what she was going to do, she

gripped her sword hilt, her clear, beautiful eyes sweeping over the crowd as she asked, "Shang Cai, who injured my junior brother?"

...

When Han Yi woke up, he found his senior sister, Lin Qingyu, kneeling on one knee in the center of the hall, supporting herself with her sword.

Lin Qingyu's slender, aloof figure resembled a battle-hardened female general; her dress billowed in the wind

, her long, black hair framing her face, a sight that evoked a sense of pity and longing.

He endured the pain and stumbled over, only to be stunned at first glance.

Lin Qingyu seemed to be injured; several pieces of her clothing were torn, revealing her smooth, white

skin. Especially the small tear on her chest, which made her full breasts and alluring white nipples faintly visible.

He blushed slightly and quickly took off his outer robe, draping it over himself.

"Senior Sister, are you alright?" Han Yi asked anxiously, wondering what had happened after he fainted, and

where were the other immortals?

At this moment, Lin Qingyu slowly raised her head. Seeing it was her, she sighed leisurely, but said in a low, cool voice,

"Junior Brother, I've broken through."

"Breakthrough?" Han Yi didn't react for a moment, but quickly understood what she meant and exclaimed with great joy,

"That's wonderful! Congratulations, Senior Sister, on entering the Void Condensation Realm! From now on, our Wonderful Dharma Sect will have another expert besides Master!"

Lin Qingyu, however, remained calm and composed, gazing at the distant mountain mists, and said softly, "But this is far from

enough. If Master doesn't emerge from seclusion for even a day, the Wonderful Dharma Sect will remain in peril."

Today's events were truly unprecedented in the past few decades. Han Yi understood the implications and

felt deeply remorseful. He vowed to cultivate even harder to become as powerful as his senior sister and protect

the Miaofa .

Thinking of something, he asked, "By the way, senior sister, what about those people?" "

Those people" naturally referred to the elites from various immortal sects.

Lin Qingyu replied calmly, "They've already retreated." "

Retreated?"

Lin Qingyu didn't answer. Instead, she slowly stood up, sheathed her sword, and walked away. Suddenly

, she stopped and turned her face. In that fleeting glance, a beautiful profile appeared—cool, aloof, and

elegant possessed a captivating charm.

She said, "Junior brother, remember this: anyone harboring ill will towards the Miaofa Sect will never be

allowed to set foot here, no matter what."

...

Since that incident, the Miaofa Sect hadn't fallen into turmoil as expected; instead, it had become increasingly peaceful. For

the past few days, Han Yi had been resting in bed, and his senior sister, Lin Qingyu, would

visit .

One evening, Lin Qingyu sat by Han Yi's bedside, her delicate hands holding a book of essential cultivation techniques, engrossed in reading.

Han Yi, unable to bear the silence, complained, "Senior sister, you're not here to see me, you're clearly here to read!"

Lin Qingyu glanced at him, put down her book, and said, "What's wrong with reading? Am I supposed to

keep watching you?"

"That's not what I meant..." Han Yi stammered.

Lin Qingyu said calmly, "Don't pretend. I know your injury is mostly healed. From tomorrow onwards, you

can't fall behind in your studies, no slacking off, understand?"

"Ah?" He hadn't expected his little trick to be seen through.

This senior sister was known for her strictness among the disciples, but because of her unparalleled beauty, she had earned

the title of "Cold Beauty." Han Yi's eyes darted around, and he teased with a smile, "Since Senior Sister already knows,

why do you still come to see me every day? Hehe, do you miss your Junior Brother?"

As he spoke, his gaze couldn't help but steal a glance at Lin Qingyu's chest, where a faint milky fragrance emanated, and

the curves were beautiful and full. Unfortunately, her clothes were completely covered, and not a trace of her breasts was visible.

As soon as he said this, Lin Qingyu seemed to be stunned for a moment, and then a

blush She scolded, "You...you deserve a beating!"

The atmosphere in the room instantly became somewhat ambiguous. The two were practically childhood sweethearts. Although Han Yi

was two years younger than Lin Qingyu, there were feelings between them, though they were still somewhat hazy.

Han Yi, already feeling dizzy and disoriented, was now overwhelmed with emotion. He couldn't help but grab Lin Qingyu

's hand and said urgently, "Senior Sister, I have something I want to tell you..."

But before he could finish speaking, Lin Qingyu suddenly pulled her hand back. Her body pounded like a deer, and

even her usually calm and delicate face showed a hint of panic. Yet, she said with great joy, "Junior Brother, I

know what you want to say, but right now our Miaofa Sect is still facing a crisis. This is not the time to talk about such romantic matters."

"Actually, Senior Sister... Senior Sister also likes you very much, do you understand?" After a moment of silence, Lin Qingyu suddenly

whispered . Her beautiful eyes were clear, and her fair face was flushed.

Han Yi was overjoyed. "Really?"

"Silly boy!" Lin Qingyu scolded playfully.

Han Yi was instantly captivated by his senior sister's gentle scolding. It took him a while to regain his senses, and remembering

the current crisis facing the immortal sect, he frowned and asked, "By the way, senior sister, what's the deal with Tang Fengnian? They say

he's currently within our Miaofa Sect. Is that true?"

A strange glint flashed in Lin Qingyu's eyes, but she calmly shook her head, saying, "I don't know either, but it's probably

a ruse they set up while Master is in seclusion, trying to probe the true strength of our Miaofa Sect.

We've never heard of or seen Tang Fengnian in all these years, so why is he suddenly involved with Master?"

"Senior sister is right. This is a serious matter. We should wait until Master emerges from seclusion so he can make a decision," Han Yi nodded in agreement

.

Lin Qingyu stood up gracefully, her black hair flowing freely in white, exuding an ethereal and aloof aura. She glanced at him and said softly,

"It's getting late, I'll head back now. Don't forget tomorrow's morning lesson."

With that, Lin Qingyu ignored his attempts to stop her and left with light, graceful steps.

Han Yi felt a pang of regret; this was a golden opportunity for them to break down the barriers in their relationship. But

how could he not be satisfied with his senior sister's direct confession of her affection?

Moreover, he had always known his senior sister's character. She held a very high position in the Miaofa Sect, constantly supervising

their cultivation and practice, and was known for her aloofness and strictness, which had fostered her solitary nature.

Furthermore, she had been steeped in the Four Books and Five Classics since childhood, making her quite conservative about matters of the heart. For her to express

her affection meant she truly loved him.

With this assurance, Han Yi was overjoyed, his heart filled with sweetness. That night, his mind was filled

with beautiful and aloof senior sister. He practiced even harder each day, hoping that one day he could

protect his senior sister, master, and the Wonderful Dharma Sect with his own strength.

...

In the quiet moments, time flew by, and several days passed in the blink of an eye.

As darkness fell, Han Yi lay in bed, unable to fall asleep. He couldn't sleep because

his cultivation had improved again that day, and he was very excited. At this rate of cultivation, he was sure he would be able to

stand alone in the Wonderful Dharma Sect in the future.

"I wonder what my senior sister is doing right now?" He rested his head on his hands, his thoughts drifting back to his senior sister, Lin

Qingyu.

Since he couldn't sleep anyway, he thought he might as well go and see for himself, and perhaps ask his senior sister for some pointers on cultivation techniques .

Some parts of the text were obscure and difficult to understand. Without hesitation, he jumped out of bed, dressed, and left, closing the door

behind him. It was already completely dark outside. Afraid of being seen and ridiculed by his fellow disciples, he deliberately chose a

secluded path, making his way briskly towards his senior sister's residence under the starlight.

From afar, he saw a light on in his senior sister's room. Thinking, "Great, my senior sister hasn't gone to sleep yet," he

quickened his pace and soon arrived at the window behind her room.

The paper window was open, and a light smoke curled inside, a faint fragrance wafting from the bright candlelight. Han Yi couldn't help but inhale

, feeling instantly refreshed. He peered through the paper window and saw that the screen inside was already open, and in front of the screen

was a wooden tub for bathing, filled with hot water, from which steam was rising.

"Is my senior sister preparing to take a bath?" Han Yi wondered, but why wasn't the window closed?

He was wondering whether to leave when suddenly, a hunched old man

turned and entered from behind the screen. The old man was extremely ugly, with messy white hair scattered on both sides of his head, while the top was

sparsely haired, revealing a shiny, oily forehead. The old man was dark-skinned, with rough, wrinkled skin, and he walked unsteadily toward

the round barrel .

He recognized the old man; he was the servant responsible for chopping wood on the mountain. Because of his coarse and frightening appearance,

the disciples all called him "Ugly Old Monster." So much of this that no one remembered his real name anymore

.

In Han Yi's memory, since he could remember, this Ugly Old Monster had been doing manual labor on the mountain,

dedicating half his life to the Mysterious Dharma Sect. But what puzzled him was why this Ugly Old Monster was in his senior sister's

boudoir so late at night.

Just as he was about to let his mind wander, he noticed that the ugly old monster was carrying a wooden bucket filled with

hot water. He was immediately relieved, thinking that the old monster was fetching bathwater for his senior sister.

Sure enough, the old monster carried the bucket to the round tub and slowly

poured the hot water into it. Even so, Han Yi still had some reservations. He thought,

how could such a good job as serving his senior sister, especially fetching bathwater, fall to this ugly old monster?

At this moment, the old monster finished pouring the hot water, placed the empty bucket on the ground, and without thinking, stretched out

his wrinkled old hand and stirred it in the round tub, seemingly testing the water temperature.

This action immediately enraged Han Yi, who was watching from outside the window. He thought, that hot water is for his senior sister's bath!

How dare that ugly old monster put his filthy hands in it?!

He was about to reprimand the old man when he suddenly looked up and said in a hoarse voice to the other side of the screen, "Miss Lin,

this old servant has prepared your bathwater."

"Hmm, go close the window, then go out." At this moment, Lin Qingyu's

clear and cold voice came from the other side of the screen.

The old man responded with a "Yes," and walked unsteadily towards the window. Han Yi, afraid of being seen and embarrassed, quickly

left the window. As he passed another paper window, he saw his senior sister Lin Qingyu sitting at the table in the candlelight,

one hand resting on the edge of the table, her fair forehead propped up, the other holding a book, her beautiful hair spread across the table, engrossed in

reading .

He glanced at the ugly servant again. Although he was displeased, he thought that his senior sister would be taking a bath soon,

and he was afraid of offending the beauty. Helpless, he could only quietly turn back the way he came.

...

After Han Yi walked away, the ugly old monster closed the window, carrying an empty wooden bucket, and trudged out from behind the screen. He

glanced at Lin Qingyu, who was sitting quietly at the table reading, and said, "Miss Lin, this old servant takes his leave."

Lin Qingyu gave a faint "hmm," her beautiful eyes remaining fixed on the book. Her delicate face,

illuminated , appeared exceptionally bright and smooth, making one want to kiss her.

But once one saw her cold and aloof expression, all such thoughts vanished. At this moment, she

seemed to have noticed something she disliked, and suddenly her delicate brows furrowed, and the corners of her lips twitched slightly.

The ugly old monster had already reached the door and slowly opened it. Turning back, he saw Lin Qingyu still silently engrossed in

her book. He couldn't help but brazenly sweep his gaze over Lin Qingyu's full breasts, where

a gap in her dress revealed a glimpse of her alluring and delicate collarbone.

Beneath her ample breasts, her slender waist was bound by a ribbon, its alluring

curves making the ugly old monster swallow hard.

As if having made up his mind, the ugly old monster suddenly slammed the door shut again, turned, and

trembled as he walked towards Lin Qingyu.

Lin Qingyu noticed his unusual behavior; a flicker of disgust crossed her beautiful eyes, but she didn't

lift her head from her book. She simply said coldly, "Didn't you hear what I just said?"

The ugly old monster ran a hand through his sparse white hair and lewdly chuckled, "Of course I heard you. But this old servant

sees that Miss Lin is so engrossed in her reading that she has no time to undress. Therefore, this old servant has dared to ask if I may

remove this dress for Miss Lin. Is that alright?"

"You dare!" Lin Qingyu suddenly shouted.

The ugly old monster didn't stop walking, his lewd smile growing even more wicked. He completely ignored Lin Qingyu's

angry rebuke and said to himself, "Thank you for the reward, Miss Lin!"

As he spoke, the ugly old monster knelt down at Lin Qingyu's feet, who was sitting at the table. His rough, large hand

grabbed the beauty's jade-like foot, trembling as he held it, while the other hand began to caress it through her shoes and socks.

"You!" Lin Qingyu glanced at him with her beautiful eyes and scolded him.

The ugly old monster had already expertly removed her shoes and socks, instantly exposing a pair of snow-white, translucent, and delicate jade

feet to the air. He caressed and kneaded them with obvious affection, chuckling, "It'll be done in a moment."

With that, he opened his mouth and sucked Lin Qingyu's exquisitely beautiful toes into it, greedily sucking

and licking them. The sounds of sucking and licking filled the air. Soon, the saliva and other fluids he produced flowed down his cracked lips onto

Lin Qingyu's pale feet. This sudden, lewd scene was utterly astonishing.

Even more unexpectedly, Lin Qingyu, who was always aloof and pure like a fairy, did not resist this desecration and violation by an

ugly old servant. She merely furrowed her brows slightly, her thin lips moved as if she wanted to say

something, but ultimately remained silent.

"Ah..." She couldn't help but groan as the ugly old monster swallowed her entire toe.

Anger suddenly flashed in her beautiful eyes as she said, "Stop it!"

Hearing this, the ugly old monster spat out the beautiful woman's jade-like toe. Her fair and soft toe was now a mess, covered in...

The foot was smeared with saliva. The ugly old monster glanced at Lin Qingyu and saw that although she was frowning, she was not angry. He became

bolder and kissed the beauty's instep while saying, "It's been quite a while since this old servant has come. I wonder if

Miss Lin has missed this old servant?"

"Ridiculous, who would miss you?" Lin Qingyu sneered, but as the ugly old monster's rough hand slid up

her instep , and when it reached her long, straight, snow-white calves under her skirt, she couldn't help but shiver.

The ugly old monster grinned lewdly, ignoring Lin Qingyu's consent, and lifted her white skirt, cupping one of her beautiful legs

in his arms, his hands caressing it incessantly, his mouth kissing and licking it obsessively, saying, "But Miss Lin, this

ice-cold skin and jade-like bones, this old servant has longed for you day and night."

"What a lecherous dog..." Lin Qingyu let out a soft snort, but still did not

stop him , instead picking up a book from the table, letting the ugly old monster do as he pleased, and resumed reading.

However, Lin Qingyu's breathing grew heavier and heavier, and a hint of flush gradually rose to her cold face.

Unbeknownst to her, the ugly old monster had already come up behind her, cupped her long, silky black hair, and

inhaled deeply with ecstasy, filling the air with a sweet fragrance.

Lin Qingyu knew what the ugly old monster was about to do, and although she was unwilling, she still did not stop him.

"Mmm..."

A slipped from her grasp.

The ugly old monster had already reached his withered, dark, rough hands from behind to Lin Qingyu's chest,

carefully caressing and kneading her white dress, slowly moving from her armpits towards her full breasts.

Just as the ugly old monster's wicked hands were about to touch the most sacred part of the beauty's chest, Lin Qingyu

ignored him, her beautiful eyes still clear, continuing to read.

Seeing this, the ugly old monster couldn't help but smile smugly. His rough hands no longer hesitated, directly covering the beauty

's proud, full breasts, greedily and skillfully grasping and kneading them through her clothes.

"Mmm...mmm..." It was clear that Lin Qingyu's mind was wandering; although she appeared to be reading, these alluring moans kept escaping

her lips .

The gauze dress at her chest was already a mess of crumpled and wrinkled fabric, her full breasts almost bursting out. The ugly old monster

licked his lips, inhaling the intoxicating scent of milk wafting from beneath the dress. His cloudy old eyes burned with lust.

After roughly kneading the beauty's breasts once more, he ripped open the dress, revealing a milky-white undershirt beneath

. It was this undershirt that concealed the glimpse of her breasts.

The undershirt was as pure and mysterious as skin; it was the personal undershirt of the eldest sister of the Wonderful Dharma Sect, a vibrant and alluring garment that countless disciples

dreamed . Now, it was being wantonly defiled by the hands of an ugly servant, the rich scent of milk

emanating from it.

The ugly old monster chuckled, his dark hands suddenly reaching inside the undershirt. Lin Qingyu's delicate brows furrowed instantly,

but she remained oblivious. Beneath her pristine white blouse, a pair of large hands were buried deep within, kneading her

full, swollen breasts. The view beneath the blouse shifted and changed shape.

"Mmm..."

Before long, under the ugly old monster's caresses, he clearly felt the beauty beneath him become more rapid.

When the ugly old monster had had his fill, he pulled Lin Qingyu's blouse open to the sides, instantly exposing her snow-white

neck , alluring collarbones, and a large expanse of her cleavage to the air.

The smooth, white skin below her neck extended all the way to her bodice. The barely concealed, high breasts, mostly covered by

the bodice , were quickly peeled away by the ugly old monster.

"Ah..." Lin Qingyu let out a soft cry.

The strapless bra had been removed by the ugly old monster, and in an instant, the beauty's round, firm, and soft breasts

sprang out like rabbits leaping from their shells. The breasts were exquisitely shaped, easily grasped in one hand, and

trembled slightly with the subtle rise and fall of Lin Qingyu's body.

On her full, high breasts, the areolas bloomed like flowers, and the two shy pink nipples were being pinched

and kneaded by the ugly old monster.

"Enough! Stop!" Suddenly, Lin Qingyu shouted, seemingly feeling that the ugly old monster

had gone too far, having completely stripped her of her breasts. Now, with the ugly old monster's large hands kneading her beautiful breasts,

an indescribable feeling of comfort emanated from between her breasts, causing her nipples to become engorged and hard.

The ugly old monster naturally noticed this, and couldn't help but pinch her hardened nipples, lewdly grinning without saying a word, but

showing no intention of stopping. One hand reached towards Lin Qingyu's bound waist, taking the opportunity to untie

the ribbon tied around her waist.

The ugly old monster's rough, large hand had already found one end of the ribbon and was about to gently

pull it when it was grabbed by a slender, fair hand. Lin Qingyu's beautiful eyes were cold as she put down the book and sighed, "Are you really determined to do this?"

"Miss Lin, this old servant has been holding back for a long time." The ugly old monster said, his hand grabbing and kneading her breasts,

pinching her engorged nipples hard, and then he buried his face in her neck, licking and

kissing .

"Hmm..."

Lin Qingyu tilted her head back, her beautiful eyes gradually becoming hazy. She sighed, then released the hand on her waist, and whispered in a voice as soft as

a mosquito's buzz, "Fine... then let's do it."

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