Phoenix Cry

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During the Western Jin Dynasty, wars raged on, and conflicts lasted year after year. Wherever military campaigns passed, the land was ravaged, and everyone, from the powerful and
wealthy to commoners, suffered greatly. Biancheng in the Central Plains changed hands three times in two years, and its once bustling streets became deserted alleys.
Families closed their doors and windows early to avoid exorbitant taxes and conscription.
In the northwest corner of Biancheng stood a traditional courtyard house, with tall trees, flowing water, and pavilions, suggesting a wealthy family. However,
its dilapidated state and lack of maintenance revealed its decline. Only the still-shine plaque bearing
the inscription "Lü Mansion" offered a fragile reminder of its former glory.
The Lü family was originally a noble family in Biancheng, and the patriarch had been granted a noble title. However, when war broke out, the Lü family rallied to fight, only
to be ambushed and annihilated in Luozhou. Upon hearing the news, the patriarch, Lü Chengxian, fell ill and died three months later. Now, only the frail youngest son, Lü Heng, his mother, and a few servants remain of
the Lü family ; the family has lost its former glory.
Fortunately, Lü Heng married his betrothed, Zhao, two months ago and took a job as a
storyteller at the West Academy in Biancheng. In this time of war, he can barely make ends meet.
Zhao, whose real name is Zhao Ruo, was known for her beauty in Biancheng. Her family was a wealthy merchant family
, but when Biancheng changed hands, it suffered rampant plunder and extortion. Much of their wealth was conscripted into the army, but thankfully, no one else was harmed.
The Zhao family thought they could avert disaster by spending their money, but Biancheng changed hands three times in two years. Not only were silver and grain confiscated, but even all the able-bodied
men were conscripted. When the head of the Zhao family saw his son being conscripted, he rallied his servants to resist. That night,
their home , and only one servant, along with Zhao Ruo, sought refuge with the Lü family.
Although Lü Heng and Zhao Ruo were betrothed, they only met for the first time on the day Zhao Ruo came to the Lü family mansion. He was immediately
captivated by her beauty, considering her an angel, and despite the chaos of war, he persevered and
married
her. In this desolate time, this marriage brought a touch of life to Biancheng. The autumn wind brought a chill, and the sun rose above the doorway. In the west wing of the Lü mansion, a woman was dressing Lü Heng. She
herself wore only a thin veil, the semi-transparent fabric barely concealing Zhao Ruo's silky skin.
Her long, flowing black hair cascaded down to her full hips, accentuating her slender waist. Sunlight scattered across her
, illuminating her breathtaking beauty.
Zhao Ruo's flushed face had just faded, clearly from recent pleasure. With a face full of desire
, she carefully served her husband. This woman was the last surviving member of the Zhao family.
Lü Heng stood ramrod straight, accepting his wife's gentle touch. His eyes were fixed on
his wife's beautiful face, captivated by her ethereal beauty. He marveled at the wonders of nature, how the heavens had sculpted all the beautiful,
exquisite upon her features.
His gaze slowly slid down her face, past her delicate neck, her slender
, smooth arms, over her alluring cleavage, and finally to her pink, peach-like breasts. His eyes lingered
on the two glistening, dew-like nipples, and he could no longer look away.
From their first meeting to two months of marriage, Lü Heng still couldn't believe that the woman before him was his
beloved wife. Since the start of the war, he had experienced nothing but despair, fear, and sleepless nights.
To meet Zhao Ruo during his most desperate time, he felt as if he were in a dream, utterly unable to believe it. He
still remembered the stunning beauty of Zhao Ruo when they first met, the throbbing in his heart when he first saw her body on their wedding night,
the unbearable pain on her face and the shocking sight of her first blood when she lost her virginity… It all seemed like a dream.
“Husband, my lord!” A heavenly voice rang out, sweet and cloying, like celestial music.
“Ah…” Lü Heng finally snapped out of his daze, stammering, but his gaze remained fixed on her breasts.
“My lord, you… my lord… it’s hard to clean up…” As soon as she finished speaking, the blush that had almost subsided on Zhao Ruo
rose again.
It turned out that Lü Heng, in a daze, had already extended two fingers between Zhao Ruo’s legs, rubbing them back and forth along her tender vulva
. Such a provocative action would be shameful even for a married couple, done in broad daylight. Lu Heng
immediately withdrew his hand, straightened up, and inwardly scolded himself for losing control so quickly after just venting
his anger, causing his wife embarrassment. He also thought about how lucky he was to have met his wife, who was as beautiful as a fairy.
The woman continued to carefully fasten Lu Heng's belt. Because it required a little force, her body tilted slightly
. Whether it was because the ribbon was too smooth or the woman's skin was too delicate, the almost negligible
thin gauze on her body slipped down her body. This scene made Lu Heng's head spin, and a stream of blood
flowed .
The woman smiled gently, picked up a silk handkerchief from the table, and wiped the blood from Lu Heng's nose, saying softly, "Husband, please
take care of yourself and don't hurt yourself."
Lu Heng felt as if he were in a dream, and he nodded obediently, not knowing how he left the room.
The woman saw Lü Heng to the door, her gentle demeanor vanishing instantly, replaced by an icy expression.
Ignoring the tattered veil falling to the ground, she reached out and grabbed at the air,
conjuring a bald, disheveled old man who slammed against the wall with a loud crash. Before the old man could even cry out in pain, a
slender , its delicate foot landing on the old man's hair scattered on the wall, pulling him back from the fall.
The woman, already naked, spread her legs wide, raising her right leg high, revealing her vulva completely
exposed to the old man. Yet, she seemed unconcerned, merely staring coldly
at him.
"But... Junior Sister Ke'er, please calm down. I apologize, I apologize, please?"
The old man said he apologized, but there was no remorse on his face. He stared blankly at the woman's vulva,
drool dripping from his mouth. Occasionally, he would stick out his nearly foot-long, thin tongue and lick his lips, clearly a lecherous
scoundrel. His bald head, with its sparse strands, was being stepped on by the "Junior Sister Ke'er" he was talking about. He couldn't move
his head , nor did he want to. His eyes were level with the woman's vulva, enjoying a feast for the eyes.
"When did you start peeping?" the woman said coldly.
"It started the moment your sickly husband opened his eyes and wanted to fuck you."
"Was it good?"
"Junior sister, you're good-looking. That sickly man is so boring. He came after only a few strokes. If it were me...
Ouch , don't touch me, don't touch me. I don't have any hair left, ouch..."
"I'll teach you not to look again!" The woman relaxed a little when she saw that the old man's hair had fallen out a few more strands. She still had one
foot on the wall and showed no sign of letting go.
"I wouldn't dare, I wouldn't dare!" The old man said he wouldn't dare, but in his heart, he thought that even if all the hair on his head fell out, he could
still look good, so he was sure he wouldn't be disappointed.
"What brings you here?" the woman asked.
"I've been wandering around the city lately and occasionally see people from the Qingyin Sect frequently moving around Biancheng. A few days ago, I even
spotted the Sound Fairy in the south of the city, seemingly searching for something. I'm telling you to be careful, lest someone discover
the location of the Phoenix Cry Stone!"
Mentioning the Phoenix Cry Stone, the old man became a bit more serious, but his eyes never left the fleshy crevice, as if
he were speaking directly to it.
The woman was used to his behavior and remained expressionless, but upon hearing "Sound Fairy," she showed slight
surprise : "That girl Yu Yin has arrived too?"
"Yes."
The Yu Yin the woman spoke of was the so-called Sound Fairy, the most
outstanding .
It turned out that the woman was not Zhao Ruo, but Ji Ke'er, the most outstanding female disciple of the Kuiyue Sect, and the old man was her fellow
disciple, Yin Kui, who had a snake-like head and rat-like eyes, half of his head was bald, and the remaining hair was haphazardly tangled together, making him extremely ugly
.
The Kuiyue Sect is a Taoist sect, renowned for its supreme Taoist technique, the Phoenix Cry Technique, which summons the divine beast Vermilion Bird to the mortal realm,
placing it among the top sects.
However, the conditions for cultivating the Phoenix Cry Technique are extremely demanding. The Kuiyue Sect searched for thirty years before finally finding Ji Ke'er,
who possessed not only exceptional talent in cultivation but also exquisite beauty, earning her the deep affection of the sect elders. She lived up to the sect's expectations,
mastering the Phoenix Cry Technique within five years of joining. However, because cultivating this technique requires the aid of Phoenix Cry Stones filled with the spiritual energy of the earth's veins
, Ji Ke'er periodically carried these stones to various caves throughout the land to absorb the earth's spiritual energy until
the stones were full, only then could she return to the sect to cultivate.
Normally, collecting earth's spiritual energy could be done discreetly by a disciple, but entering the mortal world is also part of cultivation,
so most of the time Ji Ke'er personally descended the mountain. Having discovered the spiritual vein in the center of Biancheng, she hid
within the city . Coincidentally, the Zhao family suffered a tragic fate, so she used the name Zhao Ruo to hide in the Lü residence, becoming Lü Heng's wife.
She was naturally beautiful and possessed a gentle and refined demeanor cultivated from childhood, completely captivating Lü Heng. The already
weak Lü Heng, after their marriage, insisted on having intercourse with Ji Ke'er daily, unable to control himself, sometimes three to five times a night. Afterwards,
seeing Ji Ke'er's radiant beauty, he couldn't resist, but unable to achieve an erection, he would spend the entire night caressing and manipulating Ji Ke'er's body,
leaving not an inch of skin untouched, remaining sleepless.
Strangely, although Ji Ke'er possessed supernatural powers, she completely satisfied Lü Heng's every whim, allowing him to do as he pleased,
which enraged Yin Kui, who remained hidden nearby, to the point of arousal and burning lust. Over two months, Lü Heng's body grew increasingly weak,
yet he remained unaware, living in a dreamlike state. Judging from his condition, if this continued, he might not survive the year-end.
Ji Ke'er pondered for a moment, then said, "The Phoenix Cry Stone will take another three days to fill up, and it has
always been a top secret of our sect. The people of Qingyin probably wouldn't know about it. Their trip here shouldn't be because of our sect. Perhaps
there's something else in Biancheng that we haven't discovered yet. Go down and find out for me no matter what."
After speaking, seeing no response for a long time, she turned her gaze slightly to the front. She saw Yin Kui panting heavily, his face flushed, and beads of sweat seeping from his bald head, staring at his beautiful jade gate
. Ji Ke'er knew that Yin Kui was already out of control. Without
making any move, she simply exhaled a soft breath from her cherry lips, as sweet as orchids and musk, and chuckled lightly: "Heh..."
Yin Kui was as if struck by lightning. Although his eyes had never left that camouflage-like crevice, his dazed
gaze gradually focused, and he regained some of his senses. He gasped, "Junior...Junior Sister...your
tender spot is glistening, and...and the semen that your sickly husband just ejaculated inside you is seeping out, you...you...
you..."
As Yin Kui spoke, he raised his hand towards the jade gate, but he was naturally shorter than others,
and even if he stretched his hands straight, he couldn't reach the jade gate. Despite his best efforts, he could only wave his hands aimlessly between Ji Ke'er's slender thighs.
Seeing this, Ji Ke'er smiled slightly. She knew that Lü Heng had just ejaculated into her vagina, and that her earlier
action of grabbing his leg and stretching it out had been a bit too forceful, inevitably causing the semen inside her to be squeezed out and splash onto her labia.
But she just wanted to tease this senior brother, deliberately letting him see this scene while not letting him touch her. Facing
the old man's hands flailing between her thighs, Ji Ke'er finally couldn't help but burst into a seductive laugh.
"Senior brother, your words are truly eloquent, to describe your vaginal opening as a tender mark, how elegant!" Her voice was like
a spring breeze, smiling, seductive to the bone, and extremely alluring.
"These are all the sect's unanimous evaluations of your little vulva, Junior Sister Ke'er! The pink flesh isn't overly plump, small and delicate
within, a clear, narrow passage, winding and twisting, sucking and writhing, like a tender clam, like the traces left by spring rain… this is called a 'tender mark
'."
"Hehe… I really didn't know my elders and brothers gave my little crevice such high praise, 'tender mark, tender
mark…'"
Ji Ke'er repeated "tender mark" while looking between her legs, as if verifying this newly heard term
. At this moment, Yin Kui's face was covered in bulging veins, his eyes were bloodshot and about to burst, and his magnificent member bulged out, already
a diamond pillar.
Ji Ke'er knew that if this continued, Yin Kui would surely die. So she stopped teasing him and said,
"Then, Senior Brother, could you clean my jade vulva… oh… I mean, the tender mark!" Ji Ke'er narrowed her eyes,
looking at Yin Kui with alluring charm.
Yin Kui's eyes nearly spit fire, overjoyed, he exclaimed repeatedly, "What an honor! What an honor! Junior Sister, do you mean
you'll submit to me?"
Ji Ke'er nodded, saying, "Don't forget the rules!"
Hearing the last two words, "rules," Yin Kui could no longer restrain himself. With a sudden surge of strength, he slammed into Ji
Ke'er's arms, burying his snake-like face in her alluring, deep cleavage.
The two leaned back, pressed tightly together, still in mid-air. Ji Ke'er's breasts were already wrapped in Yin Kui's long tongue, changing
various shapes, while leaving rings of watery foam that quickly covered her breasts, presumably saliva. Meanwhile,
Yin Kui had somehow already drawn the Immortal Binding Rope from his waist, binding his hands together and placing them between his legs with incredible
speed , a skill that required countless repetitions to achieve.
When the two fell onto the soft bed, Yin Kui had already taken Ji Ke'er's right breast into his mouth, tearing and
biting it , saliva flying from between his teeth with a sizzling sound.
The strangest thing was that while he was biting Ji Ke'er's right breast, his tongue moved to her left breast,
seeking out the bud. He first swirled it around the areola several times, then his tongue tip formed a small mouth shape,
pressing hard against the nipple, pinching and squeezing it, shaking and biting it like a storm. Meanwhile, she remained quietly motionless, bound between his legs, though...
The contrast between the hands that were only inches from Ji Ke'er's "tender marks" and those that didn't reach forward was stark.
Yin Kui, seemingly insane, moved with increasing force and size, almost leaving bruises on the flesh before him
.
Ji Ke'er, enduring all this, remained like a wooden puppet, watching Yin Kui do as he pleased to her body
, treating it as mere clothing, showing no interest whatsoever. After a long while, she grew bored and finally couldn't help but shout:
"Why don't you lick between my legs? Don't you like my tender marks? Go and cause trouble!
Do you think licking my breasts will make me happy?"
Yin Kui shuddered upon hearing this and obediently released her breasts, moving his hands downwards. Ji Ke'er also appropriately
spread her legs, revealing her infinitely beautiful vulva. With her legs spread, the view was breathtaking.
Downy pubic hair grew on her alluring lower abdomen, not thick, but neatly arranged. The inner labia
were tender and pink, smooth as water, without any blemishes, delicate and sweet, shaped like a fairy's cherry lips, smiling gently,
giving one a feeling of being bathed in a spring breeze, pure and innocent. It was even more beautiful than "tender as a clam, like the traces of spring rain,"
indescribable. And one could see the glistening lustful fluid mixed with the pale white semen slowly being squeezed out from between the labia, adding a touch of
lewdness to the youthful innocence.
Although Yin Kui had seen this vulva countless times, he was still unable to resist being captivated by it, his tongue forgetting
to retract his mouth, remaining frozen two fingers away from the labia, even his saliva dried up. It wasn't until a pair of smooth, silky bamboo
legs wrapped around his neck, forcefully pushing him onto the labia, his face pressed into the fleshy opening, that he suddenly came to his senses,
mumbling incoherently that every time this scene happened, he was bewitched, and so on.
However, Ji Ke'er completely ignored his praise, only coldly snorting, "Stuff your tongue in there, and if you don't turn
the world upside down, see if I'll still submit to you!"
Yin Kui didn't even think, and stuck his tongue into her flesh cave, swirling it around with her vaginal fluids and semen. It must be said that
Yin Kui's tongue was indeed a natural wonder, long and agile, capable of various curls and stretches, and as easily as an arm. After
entering Ji Ke'er's flesh cave, it began to torment her, sometimes rotating at high speed, rubbing against the flesh walls; sometimes folding
and thickening , thrusting; sometimes going straight for the heart of the matter, penetrating deep into the flesh cave, biting her uterus and teasing her.
At this point, the coldness on Ji Ke'er's face completely disappeared,
replaced .
Her delicate face sometimes smiled seductively, sometimes looked pained, and sometimes showed unsatisfied desire, while waves of moans and shouts spread
to every corner of the boudoir. Accompanying her heavenly moans was a torrent of vaginal fluid. With
each moan, the fluid surged like waves, soaking the soft pillows and quilts.
"Ah... um... oh oh oh... a little to the left, it itches... ah... deeper, all the way...
bite down ... that's it... ah..."
The moans gradually turned into cries of pleasure. As the penetration deepened, Ji Ke'er's expression drew closer to climax. Her
entire body was flushed, her beauty breathtaking. She thrust her legs deep inside, while her slender waist pushed outwards,
meeting the vibrations of her legs with each thrust.
"Ah... ah... ah... ah... ah... ah... ah, ah, ah, it's coming..."
With a high-pitched cry, Ji Ke'er finally reached her peak. Only then did she relax her legs, collapsing limply onto
the bed . Her pale, bluish genitals were revealed, half of her tongue still inserted in her vulva, while she gasped
for breath.
It turned out that Ji Ke'er's excessive indulgence in pleasure had blocked Yin Kui's passage,
making it impossible for him to breathe and nearly suffocating him.
Fortunately, he was a cultivator, and his breath was much longer than that of ordinary people. Knowing that he couldn't
escape he did everything he could to make her release her yin essence as soon as possible, thus giving him a chance to escape danger. This worked, but
Yin Kui's face was now covered in a mottled mess, a mixture of yin essence, yang essence, and Ji Ke'er's yin essence, all
indistinguishable .
However, after Yin Kui regained his breath, a flush returned to his body, and he did not release his yang essence. At this moment, his shock subsided, and his desire surged back,
uncontrollable. He lost all reason, and in a flash, he broke free of the binding rope. He attacked Ji Ke'er's chest with both hands, grasping
her two jade breasts, and thrusting his waist upwards, ready to conquer her. Just as the jade turtle parted the labia, halfway in but not quite,
a chill ran down his neck.
"Dare to go in, and I'll kill you with one sword!"
Yin Kui awoke to find Ji Ke'er holding a celestial sword beside his neck, radiating a chilling killing intent, her attitude
unquestionable .
However, Yin Kui already had half his penis inside her vagina, feeling the pressure and warmth of the vaginal walls. His eyes
revealed deep resentment as he roared, "Why, why do you never give it to me? You can give it to Master,
to Uncle-Master, to that sickly Lü Heng, even to that woodcutter in the sect, but I always have to tie my own
hands, bow my head and lick your vaginal filth clean, I can't even touch you, why?"
Yin Kui spoke with increasing force, completely unaware that he had already pinched bruises on Ji Ke'er's breasts.
Ji Ke'er ignored Yin Kui's roars, only looking at her breasts, twisted and deformed by his pinching, and the bruises that were
gradually appearing. Her gaze was cold as she said indifferently, "So, you don't even
want to lick my vagina anymore?"
Yin Kui trembled violently upon hearing this. He glanced at Ji Ke'er and himself, then trembled as he withdrew his hands, slowly pulling his penis
out of vagina. He stood at Ji Ke'er's bedside like a child who had committed a terrible crime, his eyes already wet, though it was unclear whether it was
regret or grievance.
Only then did Ji Ke'er slowly move away from the immortal sword and look at Yin Kui's lower body. Seeing that his penis was still erect and
swollen as a pillar, she breathed a sigh of relief, withdrew her cold gaze, and crawled to Yin Kui's crotch like a kitten. She opened
her delicate mouth and took the iron-like penis into her mouth, carefully manipulating it. Only after a large amount of semen had flowed into her mouth
did she look up at Yin Kui with the semen in her mouth.
Due to the excessive amount of fluid, a considerable amount of semen was forced out of Ji Ke'er's mouth, but she frowned and
swallowed it all. She stood up, dressed, and left the room as if nothing had happened.
However, Yin Kui realized that even if Ji Ke'er didn't strike him down with her sword next time, his Dao heart would inevitably be shattered, and he would
die. He sat blankly on the edge of the bed until the sun was high in the sky before glancing towards the door with lingering fear. He knew that Ji Ke'er's
cultivation was so profound that she could break his Dao heart and take his life with a mere gesture, and he was filled with dread.
Inside the west wing of the Lü residence, a commotion arose—soft groans and bursts of roars—yet no one in the entire mansion noticed.

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