Peony of Ten Thousand Desires

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The Soul-Hook, most skilled in formations, stood directly beneath the black and white swords. With a low murmur, the Celestial Formation suddenly blazed brightly.
With a deafening roar, the bamboo building shattered into dust. Before the dust had even settled, Zhang Yang had already soared into the air. With a roar, the phantom of the Profound Spirit Cauldron appeared out of thin air, spinning wildly around him.
Dust fell, landing on the horrified face of Wan Yu Mudan. She gritted her teeth and roared, "Zhang brat, do you dare to perish with me? Hmph, don't even think about scaring me!" "
Wan Yu Mudan, you'll soon find out if I'm just trying to scare you!" Zhang Yang waved his hand, and thirteen immortal pills flew towards the Profound Spirit Cauldron. Instantly, the void wailed, and countless clouds screamed as they flew towards the cauldron.
A few seconds later, the sky trembled violently, like the surface of water.
"Rumble—"
Amidst the rumbling like muffled thunder, after half a year, the Heavenly Gate opened once more.
Zhang Yang actually intended to use the power of the Heavenly Gate to deal with Wan Yu Mudan—a truly clever yet foolish method.
As soon as the Heavenly Gate opened, the power of higher dimensions swept in.
A few seconds later, another deafening roar shook the heavens and earth.
The Heavenly Gate closed! And Zhang Yang, Wan Yu Mudan, the Xuanling Cauldron, and the thirteen immortal pills all vanished!
"Quick, set up the formation!"
Ling Meng was the first to withdraw her gaze from the sky, followed by Gou Hun and Gu Yun. The two women stood side by side at the core of the formation, the strongest talisman and the strongest barrier instantly merging into one. The two, once irreconcilable enemies, now cooperated seamlessly, perfectly.
The Heavenly Formation shone brightly once more, and the women's minds were no longer within their bodies; they had already followed Zhang Yang to a special space.
At this moment, in another space—no, in the gap between the two spaces—Zhang Yang's consciousness had already faded, while Wan Yu Mudan was nowhere to be found.
Time passed slowly, and a cool breeze touched Zhang Yang's forehead. The gentle touch stirred his heartstrings, causing him to slowly open his eyes.
"Ah!"
After a two-second daze, a flawless, exquisitely beautiful face came into Zhang Yang's view, causing him to scream. He instinctively flipped over and leaped up, instantly assuming a fighting stance.
"Little lamb, aren't you happy to see your mother? Hehe..."
Familiar laughter flowed from her full lips, her playful gaze so affectionate. Tears welled up in Zhang Yang's eyes instantly. He thought: Success! I've finally awakened my mother's spirit! Ouch!
Fear vanished with the wind, but excruciating pain followed. Zhang Yang's mind relaxed, but he immediately felt excruciating pain all over his body. With a thud, he fell heavily to the ground, kicking up a cloud of dust.
Liu Caiyi was nearby, but instead of helping Zhang Yang up, she took a step back.
Zhang Yang struggled to sit up, complaining, "Mother, why didn't you help me? I risked my life to save you!"
"Little lamb, Mother is teaching you a lesson for being so clever. My carefully laid plan has been ruined by you, sigh."
Liu Caiyi sat on a smooth stone bed, glaring at Zhang Yang before turning around and complaining, "Since the Celestial Formation has already trapped the Myriad Desires Peony, why didn't you kill her? You're such an idiot!"
"Mother, killing her would also..."
"Hmph, do you think I'm that stupid?"
Liu Caiyi interrupted Zhang Yang's explanation. After a sigh, she almost muttered to herself, "I had already planned this. As long as she turned back into a demon spirit, I could refine her into a weapon spirit and take her back to the Celestial Realm. But now, thanks to your actions, we've ended up in this desolate space."
Zhang Yang wasn't stupid; he immediately understood Liu Caiyi's meaning. His eyes lit up, and he exclaimed happily, "Don't worry, Mother, I have a backup plan. Lingmeng and the others have been maintaining the magic array at Purple Thunder Mountain. Let's go back now."
"Little lamb, it seems you're still dreaming! Feel for yourself, do you still have the strength to go back?"
Liu Caiyi's eye roll was beautiful, but the content was anything but.
Zhang Yang's hands changed hand seals, but he couldn't open the array gate. Instead, he writhed in pain again. He subconsciously looked at Liu Caiyi.
Before Zhang Yang could speak, Liu Caiyi said irritably, "Don't look at me! Your foolish plan has already severely injured my primordial spirit. Forget activating the array gate; whether I can even survive today depends on our fate. The Peony of Ten Thousand Desires won't let this opportunity pass!"
"Ah, the Peony of Ten Thousand Desires isn't dead yet?"
"Not only is she not dead, she also expelled me from my body. Your mother is now just a demon spirit, understand?"
Liu Caiyi grew angrier as she spoke, suddenly pinching Zhang Yang's injured arm hard. She then looked up at the sky and said in a low voice, "She'll be here soon! Little Lamb, you'd better run away quickly, for as long as you can."
At this moment, Zhang Yang finally fully understood the trouble he had caused Liu Caiyi. He endured the excruciating pain and stood up, saying, "Mother, let's go together. I will never abandon you."
A bitter smile appeared on Liu Caiyi's face. She was still shaking her head and sighing when a sinister, triumphant laugh pierced the air.
"Liu Caiyi, Zhang Xiao'er, neither of you will escape, hehe..."
A phantom flashed, and another "Liu Caiyi" suddenly appeared out of thin air, her whole body exuding a violent, cold, and cruel aura.
"Si Lang, run! Your mother can only hold her off for a while."
Liu Caiyi stepped forward, her aura was extraordinary, but with every move she made, her primordial spirit body flickered, as if it would turn into green smoke at any moment.
"Mother, you have protected me for so long, it's my turn to protect you."
Zhang Yang did not run away, but instead stood in front of Liu Caiyi, his injured body standing straight.
Liu Caiyi was more rational than Zhang Yang. She didn't argue over pointless matters. With a quick thought, she sat back on the stone bed and said in the calmest tone, "Fine then. Wan Yu Mudan only has a quarter of an hour. Go ahead and try your luck."
"Liu Caiyi, a quarter of an hour is enough! I'll have a good time with you and your son! Hehehe..."
Wan Yu Mudan's laughter turned ferocious. The more Zhang Yang and his mother fought side-by-side, the angrier she became.
The fighting resumed.
Strictly speaking, however, it wasn't a fight, just a simple striking exercise.
Wan Yu Mudan was clearly also seriously injured. She attacked with punch after punch, while Zhang Yang, like a human punching bag, barely managed to activate his protective barrier.
In less than a minute, Zhang Yang's protective barrier was breached. Wan Yu Mudan's fist struck his chest directly, and a fist-shaped mark suddenly bulged on Zhang Yang's back. The mark rapidly magnified in Liu Caiyi's pupils. Although her expression remained unchanged, her hands gripped the edge of the stone bed tightly, as if she wanted to crush the rock with all her might.
A mouthful of blood welled up in Zhang Yang's mouth, but with a "gulp," he forcibly swallowed it back, straightening his bent body once more.
"Crack! Crack! Crack!"
Wan Yu Mudan was enraged, her fists attacking Zhang Yang frantically, more violently than the mallets of a drum.
"Crack! Crack!"
Zhang Yang's ribs broke one by one, blood gushing into his mouth, but his eyes showed no sign of retreat.
Two minutes, three minutes passed, and Zhang Yang's consciousness was shrouded in darkness, but his body remained like an impenetrable wall, standing in front of Liu Caiyi.
A man's pride, a man's passion, and a man's responsibility transformed into an almost obsessive will, controlling Zhang Yang's body.
Blood finally burst from Zhang Yang's mouth, a crimson mist scattering freely in the nameless space, the horrific atmosphere stretching time a thousandfold.
Liu Caiyi's jade-like face slightly lifted as she gazed at Zhang Yang's imposing back. Her heart trembled, and a sudden thought of relief arose: Si Lang has truly grown up, grown into a towering, upright man!
For the first time in her life, Liu Caiyi looked at Zhang Yang with a woman's gaze. The playful tone vanished, her heart inexplicably trembled, and she let out a long sigh.
"Si Lang, lift your foot, step back, advance to the left..."
The moment the soft, deep, heavenly voice rang out, a flash of light appeared at Liu Caiyi's fingertips, and a ray of special spiritual light shot into Zhang Yang's body.
Zhang Yang had lost consciousness, but his body moved in accordance with Liu Caiyi's words. He retreated and advanced, then touched the ground with his toes, spinning like a top.
This series of movements, though simple, cleverly neutralized most of the attack power of the Peony of Ten Thousand Desires.
Being toyed with by Liu Caiyi was absolutely the most unpleasant thing for Wan Yu Mudan. Her roar was no different from that of a wild beast. Although she was also seriously injured, she still forced out the Primordial Chaos True Fire.
Wan Yu Mudan's fire serpents roared through the air, while Liu Caiyi's voice was fast and orderly. Zhang Yang dodged and weaved continuously. After several exchanges, Zhang Yang's body finally paused, then crashed heavily to the ground, motionless.
"Bitch, it's your turn!"
The Primordial Chaos True Fire flew back into Wan Yu Mudan's palm, and killing intent continued to accumulate in her eyes.
"Wan Yu Mudan, do you still have time? Hehe..."
Liu Caiyi sat on the stone bed, her posture extremely leisurely.
Wan Yu Mudan raised her palm, her killing intent firm, but unexpectedly, blood stained her lips first. It turned out that a quarter of an hour had passed, and her strength was almost exhausted.
"Bitch, you won't be so lucky tomorrow!"
After leaving behind a hateful sound through gritted teeth, Wan Yu Mudan decisively flew away.
Before Wan Yu Mudan's figure had completely left their sight, Liu Caiyi's face had already turned deathly pale. She swayed and suddenly fell off the stone bed, landing squarely on top of Zhang Yang.
Mother and son thus "slept in each other's arms," oblivious to the relentless passage of time.
When Zhang Yang slowly regained consciousness, his first sensation was cold, a bone-chilling cold that even his cultivation spirit trembled.
"Ah..."
A painful groan escaped from between his trembling teeth. Zhang Yang looked up and found himself lying in a cave. Outside, it was pitch black, without stars or moon.
"Little Yang'er, quickly regulate your breathing and circulate your energy! This is a fierce wind; if you encounter it, even a Primordial Immortal will be reduced to ashes."
"Mother, you..."
Zhang Yang stared intently in the direction of Liu Caiyi's voice, instantly dumbfounded, then looked away.
Liu Caiyi was sitting cross-legged with her back to Zhang Yang, completely naked. Her fair, bare back and the faint outline of her buttocks were now visible to Zhang Yang.
"As a primordial spirit, I have no more energy to conjure clothes. Si Lang, focus your energy on your head to resist the gale."
Liu Caiyi's tone was calm and natural, erasing the ambiguous atmosphere that had just begun to permeate the cave. A blush of embarrassment quietly crept across her jade-like face, which was turned away from Zhang Yang.
The gale howled in the nameless space, and the cold air was like a bone-scraping steel knife, but a flame in Zhang Yang's heart could not be extinguished. The tighter he closed his eyes, the clearer the naked back of her figure became. An allure arose in his heart. In a daze, Liu Caiyi stood up, her slender waist swaying gently, her plump and round buttocks slowly rotating. Waves rippled from the tips of her hair all the way to her toes.
Oh, Mother is dancing, so beautiful! Ah, Mother is turning around, she's turning around, hurry, turn around quickly... Ugh! A sharp pain suddenly filled Zhang Yang's mind. He trembled and broke out in a cold sweat.
Just a hair's breadth away from succumbing to demonic possession in his fantasies.
A gust of wind tore open Zhang Yang's wound, and he hurriedly circulated his magic with all his might, but after a moment, that particular temptation once again disturbed his mind.
He longed to see his mother's back, just one glimpse, just one glance. The devilish whispers relentlessly stimulated Zhang Yang's mind, and finally, his neck, as if rusted machinery, slowly turned, and the corner of his eye slowly opened.
"Ah!"
Although desire overcame reason, Zhang Yang did not find the pleasure of voyeurism; instead, his face instantly turned deathly pale, because he not only saw Liu Caiyi's naked back, but also her internal organs; Liu Caiyi's primordial spirit was actually dissipating in the wind.
With a scream, Zhang Yang leaped forward.
In this critical moment, human ethics were no longer of any use; without hesitation, Zhang Yang pulled Liu Caiyi into his arms, his large hand pressing down on her rounded breasts.
Power flowed from Zhang Yang's body like a spring, then into Liu Caiyi's. The fierce wind was finally kept at bay by the power of the evil artifact, but his wounds reopened, and blood quickly stained the ground where Zhang Yang and his mother were sitting.
The moment Liu Caiyi's body regained its warmth, Zhang Yang exhaled a breath, then his body went limp and he collapsed into a pool of blood.
"Sigh, I never thought you, you silly boy, would save my life."
Liu Caiyi gently turned around, looking at Zhang Yang's mangled body, her deep eyes unusually filled with chaotic thoughts.
Two seconds later, Liu Caiyi embraced Zhang Yang, using her incomparably beautiful body to shield him from the occasional gusts of cold wind.
The warmth came from the heart, and Zhang Yang's injuries healed remarkably quickly. The excruciating pain subsided, and a different kind of sensation immediately penetrated his heart.
Just as Zhang Yang was about to open his eyes, Liu Caiyi's slightly tired voice reached his ears: "Little lamb, don't open your eyes."
Zhang Yang's heart skipped a beat. Although his eyes were tightly closed, the sensation was even more intense, and the waves in his mind surged endlessly: Hmm, that soft... is it Mother's breast? Am I lying on Mother's lap, or on her... breasts? Uh! Mother's legs are so smooth! Ah, oh no, I'm getting a reaction down there, no, please don't... um... if I touch Mother, will she be angry, or will she pretend not to notice? Maybe... I should take a chance!
Instantly, Zhang Yang's whole body seemed to be engulfed in flames, and his manhood swelled rapidly. No matter how much he tried to suppress it, its trembling became more and more frequent, getting closer and closer to Liu Caiyi's soft skin.
"Ah!"
Just as Zhang Yang was about to go all out, he was suddenly struck on the back of the head, his head tilted to the side, and he immediately passed out.
"You brat, you even dare to take advantage of your mother! Humph!"
Liu Caiyi snorted coldly, throwing Zhang Yang away. She then exhaled a long breath and subconsciously squeezed her legs together.
Night had passed, and although there was no terrifying gale, Zhang Yang's expression was even more solemn. To conserve energy, Liu Caiyi still didn't "wear" her clothes. She sat behind a huge rock and solemnly instructed, "Little Yang, you must use the formation I just taught you flexibly. Remember, don't fight Wan Yu Mudan head-on. Just endure for a quarter of an hour, and she will leave."
Zhang Yang nodded silently, then lightly pushed off the ground, flying out of the cave like an arrow.
The sun slowly rose in the nameless space, its light shining into a dark valley, illuminating Wan Yu Mudan's cross-legged figure.
Wan Yu Mudan opened her eyes, and a curse immediately burst from her mouth: "Liu Caiyi, you brat, your death is at hand!"
"Wan Yu Mudan, your young master is here!"
Before Wan Yu Mudan could even take flight, Zhang Yang appeared out of thin air, bringing with him a "gift"—he immediately poured dirty water over her head.
"Ah!"
Even mountains of knives and boiling oil couldn't faze Wan Yu Mudan, but this dirty water made her scream in terror, frantically dodging left and right, completely forgetting that she was a dignified Hunyuan cultivator.
"Wan Yu Mudan, refusing a gift isn't the mark of a good host. I have plenty more here, hahaha..."
Zhang Yang grinned broadly, extremely pleased with his momentary flash of brilliance. He stood beside a puddle on the mountaintop, waving his large hand joyfully.
After several dodges, Wan Yu Mudan finally roared and flew into the air, about to deliver the final blow, when suddenly the sun and moon disappeared, sand and stones flew everywhere, and a fierce wind returned.
Zhang Yang's dirty water campaign was a resounding success. A quarter of an hour passed in the blink of an eye, and even though Wan Yu Mudan was seething with hatred, she could only fly back into the valley.
The fierce wind finally arrived. At the most critical moment, Zhang Yang narrowly escaped into the cave. Although he had the protective formation taught by Liu Caiyi, he was still covered in blood. The
moment Zhang Yang returned, the worry in Liu Caiyi's eyes finally disappeared into the depths of her heart.
The daytime in the nameless space was so short. Time trembled slightly, and the scene from last night reappeared. Zhang Yang and his mother were embracing again, and because of the wind tearing them apart, Zhang Yang's robes were now just strips of cloth, indistinguishable from being naked.
Because of the howling wind, the night seemed even longer. Zhang Yang's eyelids had been trembling for a long time, but he dared not open his eyes.
"Little lamb, keep your mind calm, otherwise you will have a hard time escaping the pursuit tomorrow. Wan Yu Mudan is not an ordinary person, and she will not be fooled by your shameless tricks a second time."
"Mother, I..."
As Zhang Yang spoke, a breath of hot air seemed to intentionally or unintentionally spray onto Liu Caiyi's nipple.
Liu Caiyi's body twitched instantly, and her pink nipple quickly swelled up several sizes.
"Mother, I'm sorry, I didn't mean to, really not."
Zhang Yang apologized repeatedly, his head shaking unconsciously, causing his burning lips to accidentally brush against Liu Caiyi's nipple.
"Ah!"
Even Liu Caiyi, the wisest woman in the world, couldn't help but moan softly in embarrassment. If the gale hadn't been raging, she would have thrown Zhang Yang out of the cave.
"Fourth Brother, were you planning to hunt the Peony of Ten Thousand Desires?"
After a moment of panic, Liu Caiyi quickly calmed herself and, halfway through her question, suddenly commanded, "Don't open your eyes!"
Although Zhang Yang was a "good boy," his eyelids were no longer under his control. His burning gaze instantly shot out, heading straight for Liu Caiyi's round and full breasts.
In this critical moment, Liu Caiyi's thoughts remained calm. She pulled her arm in, pressing Zhang Yang's head into her arms like lightning.
Zhang Yang's eyes were filled only with the color of her fair, delicate skin. Although the lower edge of her exquisite breasts was close to his cheek, he couldn't see any hint of lust; instead, he felt a suffocating discomfort.
Zhang Yang subconsciously turned his head, trying to breathe fresh air, but Liu Caiyi misunderstood and snapped again, "You brat, don't look down!"
Before she finished speaking, Liu Caiyi's fingertip was already on the back of Zhang Yang's head. Before Zhang Yang could even utter the words "injustice," everything went black. Only Liu Caiyi's soft, flat abdomen and the shallow dimple on it floated in his mind.
"Mother, I'm blind! Ah!"
"It's good that you're blind. You even dare to use your brain against your mother. You're truly remarkable, hehe..."
Although Zhang Yang's eyes were sealed, his senses were actually heightened. So, when Liu Caiyi smiled, the subtle trembling of her tall, jade-like body immediately reached his heart.
Zhang Yang's heart surged, and he even "saw" the breathtaking beauty of Liu Caiyi's breasts heaving.
Zhang Yang's throat tightened instantly, a surge of heat exploding in his lower abdomen. The Nine-Turn Ice-Fire Drill finally broke free of societal constraints, striking Liu Caiyi's jade-like legs with tremendous force.
Even Liu Caiyi, the most intelligent woman in the world, was struck as if by lightning, her body trembling violently, a blush quickly spreading across every inch of her skin.
"Little lamb, it seems that keeping your eyes closed isn't enough. Mother will give you a proper lesson."
A lesson? To be trampled underfoot by the Queen! Ugh… Danger and excitement simultaneously filled Zhang Yang's heart. His manhood swelled again instantly because of those two special words, and his hands instinctively covered his treasure.
"Mother, I didn't mean it, really not, ah!"
To avoid becoming a eunuch, Zhang Yang instinctively flew away. In the darkness, he first crashed into rocks, then was entangled by a gust of wind.
"Si Lang, be careful!"
Motherly love easily triumphed over resentment. Liu Caiyi rescued Zhang Yang in time, scolding him, "Are you out of your mind?! Mother was just teasing you. With your guts, you think you can take advantage of your mother? Hehe..."
Playful laughter echoed through the cave, a familiar feeling lingering in the hearts of Zhang Yang and his mother.
"Mother, if I'm a little bolder, can I take advantage of you? Hehe..."
Zhang Yang's lust grew. For the first time in his life, he teased Liu Caiyi, raising his hands high, no longer hiding.
"Sure, as long as you're not afraid of becoming a eunuch, come on, hehe..."
Liu Caiyi laughed casually and easily, but her face was filled with embarrassment. Perhaps because Zhang Yang couldn't see, her eyelids trembled a few times before she couldn't help but glare at the extremely arrogant thing.
"Chew!"
The moment her gaze fell upon the penis, Liu Caiyi's tongue trembled, almost letting out a cry, thinking: He's grown up, my son has really grown up!
Although Liu Caiyi was the mastermind behind the evil artifact's spirit-capturing, this was the first time she had ever seen such an artifact with her own eyes. At this moment, her reaction was no different from that of other women.
It turned out that the Princess Protector of the Nation was also a woman, a woman who understood shame.
After some laughter, Zhang Yang obediently lay in Liu Caiyi's arms. All night, he hadn't had the courage to do anything. As dawn broke, a new challenge arrived.
Zhang Yang leaped up, full of confidence, and rushed out of the cave.
Half an hour later, Zhang Yang, covered in wounds, crawled back. Before he even reached Liu Caiyi, he began to cry and complain.
This time, Zhang Yang had been ambushed by the Peony of Ten Thousand Desires. If it weren't for the strange terrain of this nameless space, coupled with the protective formation taught by Liu Caiyi, he would surely have become the Peony of Ten Thousand Desires' meal.
"Damn it! That Wan Yu Mudan is truly despicable and shameless, actually trying to ambush me like I do! How filthy!"
"Hehe... I told you to be careful, Wan Yu Mudan isn't stupid, you deserve it!"
"Mother, I'm your son!"
"Who said you're my son? If you were my son, would you dare to have bad intentions towards your mother?"
Liu Caiyi's naked body swayed behind the rocks, her snow-white and pink skin appearing and disappearing, making Zhang Yang dizzy.
"Mother, are you really my mother? It's already this late, are you still going to play this game? Have pity on your child and tell the truth."
"No!"
Liu Caiyi's response was decisive and unwavering, but the corners of her lips curled up slightly, her teasing tone very strong.
With a "thud," Zhang Yang's wounds burst open in anger, and he fainted on the spot.
"Sigh, your endurance is so low, so unlike me."
Liu Caiyi sighed for a moment before leisurely pulling Zhang Yang into her arms and using her unique method to heal his physical and mental wounds.
In the blink of an eye, a mysterious sphere of light enveloped Zhang Yang and his mother, and Zhang Yang's injuries rapidly healed. At this moment, Zhang Yang woke up, but he made no intention of getting up to leave; Liu Caiyi didn't shoo him away either, as if she didn't know that Zhang Yang was awake and secretly opening his eyes.
The gale howled like the winds of hell, and Zhang Yang's heart instantly boiled amidst this beautiful background music.
He saw it! Zhang Yang finally saw Liu Caiyi's breasts, mature and full, plump and soft yet firm, the pink nipples slightly upturned, crystal clear and small like a virgin's.
Hot breath immediately gushed from Zhang Yang's mouth and nose, his pupils instantly dilated, and he used all his strength to stop the urge to bite down.
"Huh? My mother's nipples are erect and swaying gently. Does she know I'm peeking? And...?" Thinking this, Zhang Yang's nose twitched involuntarily. Sure enough, he caught a whiff of fragrance, and instantly, lust surged back to his head. He opened his mouth wide.
"Is it beautiful?"
A beautiful voice entered Zhang Yang's lustful state, slowly floating in his heart.
"Beautiful,"
Zhang Yang replied automatically, his mind reeling.
"Have you seen enough?"
"No."
"Want to see more?"
The beautiful voice became even more ethereal and deep.
"Yes."
"Want my foot!"
The beautiful voice suddenly turned into a devil's roar. Liu Caiyi slammed a palm down on the back of Zhang Yang's neck, knocking him unconscious on the spot.
The next instant, Liu Caiyi let out a heavy sigh. Looking at Zhang Yang's still-ecstatic expression while unconscious, she couldn't help but kick him again, snarling, "You brat, you're getting more and more audacious! I'm not one of your stupid women, hmph!"
Before the snort faded, Liu Caiyi's face suddenly flushed crimson. Remembering the trembling of Zhang Yang's nose, she instinctively squeezed her legs together, covering her already swollen nipples.
Another day arrived.
Zhang Yang mustered his courage and left, only to return unharmed and smugly half an hour later.
Liu Caiyi's eyes widened in surprise, while Zhang Yang recounted with great enthusiasm, "I took Wan Yu Mudan around the area a few times. Seeing she couldn't catch me, she went back herself, hehe..."
"Wan Yu Mudan's speed couldn't even keep up with you?"
Liu Caiyi asked, half-believing.
Under Liu Caiyi's all-seeing gaze, Zhang Yang blushed and finally confessed the truth, embarrassed. He had created another "secret weapon." Just
as Wan Yu Mudan was about to catch him, he lifted the cloth wrapped around his waist, revealing his weapon. Wan Yu Mudan, surprisingly, also had a woman's nature; upon seeing it, she immediately closed her eyes. By the time she came to her senses, Zhang Yang had vanished without a trace.
"Pfft!"
Liu Caiyi couldn't help but laugh at Zhang Yang. She glared at him and scolded, "You exhibitionist, don't come near me, you filthy thing."
"I'm only doing this for Mother, sacrificing my looks. Won't Mother comfort me? Hehe..."
With that, Zhang Yang threw himself into Liu Caiyi's arms.
Liu Caiyi didn't refuse, but simply turned slightly to avoid the forbidden area, then habitually pressed Zhang Yang's head under her breasts.
Silence descended suddenly. Zhang Yang and his mother remained silent, neither eating nor drinking, letting time slowly pass.
Time seemed to stand still. Zhang Yang, suppressing his burning breath, looked down at Liu Caiyi's lower body, thinking: "Uh, I see it, I finally see it!"
Below Liu Caiyi's slender waist, curves rose rapidly. Her snow-white buttocks were round and soft, not as plump as Liu Feixu's, but firmer and more shapely, a perfect blend of mature beauty and youthful grace.
Zhang Yang's gaze shifted from the side of her buttocks to between Liu Caiyi's legs.
"Boom!" A surge of intense, unprecedented stimulation erupted instantly. Even though he only saw a glimpse of a dark shadow, it was enough to drive Zhang Yang mad.
"Is it beautiful?"
Suddenly, that beautiful voice entered Zhang Yang's mind again.
"No, I didn't see."
Having learned his lesson, Zhang Yang closed his eyes with unprecedented speed.
The next instant, a "bang" resounded, and Liu Caiyi knocked Zhang Yang unconscious again.
"You deserve a beating for not watching! Hehe..."
Liu Caiyi always had an excuse to "discipline" her son. After a slap, she felt refreshed and invigorated.
She then adjusted her posture to make Zhang Yang more comfortable, closed her eyes, and slowly drifted off to sleep.
Liu Caiyi was dreaming.
In her dream, Zhang Yang woke up and gently rubbed his cheek against hers, the rubbing becoming increasingly forceful with each change in his breathing.
In a daze, Liu Caiyi felt a pleasurable pressure against her chest, causing her brow to furrow slightly before relaxing: Oh well, it's just a dream, don't worry about it. A little intimacy between mother and son isn't a big deal. Hmm, this feeling... it's strange. Just a simple touch, why does it feel tingly and a little warm?
Liu Caiyi was learned in many arts, but she was quite inexperienced in such matters. At this moment, Zhang Yang rubbed his head against hers again, and the strange sensation once more penetrated Liu Caiyi's heart, amplifying her senses several times over. Instantly, a tingling heat surged from her breasts into her heart, swirling once before flowing back out, all concentrating on her small, delicate nipples.
"Ah..."
A soft moan escaped Liu Caiyi's lips. Looking at the erect nipple, her eyes lost their composure, lingering for a long, long time: Is this the pleasure of love between men and women? So this is what it feels like! Hmm, if only I had known this before, I should have tried it myself when I "created" Silang, hehe...
The moon hid and the sun rose, the gale ceased.
For the next three days, Zhang Yang used three shameless and lewd methods to escape the pursuit of Wan Yu Mudan.
Zhang Yang howled in pain while simultaneously beaming with pride; while Liu Caiyi was overjoyed, her teasing words carrying a hint of encouragement and praise.
Strangely, however, the raging indignation of Wan Yu Mudan ceased, and as soon as the time was up, she immediately returned to the valley.
On the first night of these three days, Zhang Yang threw himself into Liu Caiyi's arms and fell asleep instantly, leading Liu Caiyi into a swift slumber as well.

[The End]

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