Ink Sword

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Chapter One: Chaos Arises

"Grand Master!" The large room contained only a few people, making the voice sound somewhat
abrupt .

"Have there been any recent developments in various factions?" The man called Grand Master was wiping a bronze mirror. "Mangtian, you
speak first." "

In recent years, countless nobles of the Feather Clan have invited the Feather King, especially after the passing of the previous Feather King. Under immense pressure,
the new Feather King will likely have to hold a Sun Ascension Ceremony."

"The Feather Clan has considerable ambition, but unfortunately, this ambition always leads them to self-destruct.
Hasn't taught them a lesson?" the Grand Master said. "The Feather Clan is like a mayfly yearning for power;
they will stumble and bleed on the path to immortality but will not abandon their foolish idea."

Death, what is there to fear?

"Second Brother, it's your turn," Qi Mangtian said, having just finished speaking.

"The Sea Realm is preparing to re-enter Hangzhou through the old breach. Its current Sea King is brave and fearless, intent on expanding his territory.
Since unleashing the Sea Realm's divine artifact, the Sea King has been eyeing Hangzhou covetously. Now, the seal has cracked again. With such
favorable timing and location, it's impossible for the Sea King to remain inactive,"

the Grand Master said. "There's no need to rush the Sea Realm's affairs. Although Hangzhou is known as a land of snakes, there's a giant snake in West Lake
, and the Buddhist sect has already sent Guiyuan Zun to repair it."

The usually taciturn Second Brother, however, showed unusual interest, saying, "I've heard that this demon has some connection with Guiyuan Zun."

The Grand Master glanced at the Second Brother and said, "It's just karma from past lives.
Why are you so out of sorts today, someone who's always been indifferent to worldly affairs?"

His sharp gaze seemed to pierce the Second Brother.

"What makes you say that, Grand Master?" The Second Brother stared directly at the Grand Master without changing his expression.

"Fine, if you don't want to talk about it, then don't," the Grand Master waved his hand, signaling the next person to come forward.

The Second Brother took his leave, and the Third Brother took his place.

"While the Central Plains may seem to have a clear hegemon, undercurrents are surging
. The Great You Dynasty is only two hundred years old, its foundation is still shallow, remnants of the previous dynasty have not been eradicated, and powerful ministers hold considerable influence in the court. Although the new emperor is ambitious, he will definitely need external help to break this stalemate."
The third brother paused, "And the Sea King and the Miao King are the best choices. Although it means inviting wolves into the house, it is also a way to raise dragons.
If it succeeds, then the Great You Dynasty will sweep across the world with unparalleled power."

A dragon-raising pool, nurturing true dragons!

The Grand Master said, "It's not bad, but if we don't do this, the Great You Dynasty will collapse within a few years. This
is a helpless move."

"There's nothing unusual in the Spirit Realm."

"Yes, the Spirit Realm has always been a world apart from the rest of the world."

"The Miao region has long been sharpening its swords. The roar of armies can be heard all the time in the Miao territory. It seems that
an attack will be launched soon."

"This matter is not worth mentioning. The important thing is the person who has been hiding deep in the Miao region for many years."

"There is no news of this person."

"What a pity."

"The Demon Realm is like the Spirit Realm, without any waves."

"Oh?"

"Then now we have to see Yang Tiansheng, who is known as the Jade King."

The Jade King of the Great You Dynasty is skilled in military command and has a handsome appearance. Although he is now old and his face is no longer what it used to be,
he still -like eyebrows and starry eyes and is full of vigor.

Looking at the intelligence brought back by the scouts, Yang Tiansheng
stroked his beard and said, "The Miao people are training their troops so openly and without any attempt to conceal it. Do they think they don't respect me, Yang Tiansheng?" He lightly slapped the table and chairs, "They're courting death."

His men all nodded in agreement.

It wasn't that Yang Tiansheng and his men were arrogant; rather, their genuine achievements had instilled confidence in them. Since Yang Tiansheng
took command had defended against countless enemies, and the border people had enjoyed decades of peace. His iron cavalry was named "
Invincible," and they were indeed an invincible force. Their equipment was all made of fine iron, weighing over a hundred pounds. Only those whose cultivation hadn't reached the Flesh and Blood Realm
could wear such equipment and roam the battlefield.

The Invincible Iron Cavalry were all veterans of countless battles, skilled in wielding swords, spears, bows, and crossbows
. They were truly battle-hardened soldiers, hailed as the foremost of the three elite armies!

With cavalry comes crossbowmen. The second of the three elite units is the "Xingfeng," composed of archers. The phrase "shooting an arrow through a willow leaf
from a hundred paces" perfectly describes Xingfeng; they are so formidable that they can wipe out an enemy before they even see them on the battlefield.
Xingfeng's crossbows are made with fine iron and tiger sinew, known as the Tiger Sinew Bow. Legend has it that Lü Bu
easily shot an arrow from a hundred paces away with such a bow when he shot the halberd at the gate of the camp. Such terrifying combat power naturally makes Xingfeng invincible on the battlefield. Combined with cavalry and
infantry, they not only minimize casualties but also intimidate the enemy without a fight.

The third of the three elite units is the "Yushou," composed of infantry and shield bearers. Close combat inevitably leads to bloodshed. Yushou
excels at advancing with shields raised, attacking through the gaps between their shields. While other armies would
crumble under the trampling of enemy cavalry, every member of Yushou is a skilled warrior, with cultivation levels similar to Xingfeng's at the Body Refinement Realm, giving Yushou
a formation far superior to other armies.

The border pass was like a giant lock, firmly locked in the enemy's heart, preventing any undue ambition or rash action.

"Send the order down, investigate further!" Yang Tiansheng took a sip of tea and continued, "Make sure you find out their troop deployment and generals
clearly."

"Yes, sir!"

Knowing oneself and one's enemy is the key to victory; this was Yang Tiansheng's belief. Therefore, even with his confidence and remarkable
achievements , he would still cautiously investigate the enemy thoroughly.

The Miao region's large-scale operation must be unusual.

Yang Tiansheng walked out of the hall, looking towards the distant Miao region, and said, "Ah, it's been several years since I've been back. I wonder
how is doing."

It's somewhat interesting; Madam Yang gave birth to him three times, but the first two were girls, and
only a boy, whom Yang Tiansheng named Yang Jiuyou, meaning "guarding the netherworld for eternity." However, Yang Jiuyou was frail and sickly from a young age,
making Yang Tiansheng lament the vicissitudes of fate.

Recently, a letter arrived saying that Yang Jiuyou was ill and bedridden, which made Yang Tiansheng silently pray.

Snowflakes danced across the frontier, and a hundred miles beyond the border pass, atop a snow-covered mountain,
a dark figure silently watched Yang Tiansheng.

"Yang Tiansheng," the figure said softly, toying with a snowflake he held in his palm, "this move..."
"Are you sure you can leave?" With that, she gradually disappeared into the snow, as if no one had ever been there. There were no footprints in the snow,
a chilling sight indeed.

In the border villages, there were faint whispers of conversation, people talking about the legends of the Great You Kingdom and the Miao region.

"I heard someone else was forced to flee to the Miao region by the court. Those court officials are like death knells;
if they're useful, they treat them to death; if they're useless, they drive them to their deaths."

"Isn't that right? I think those court officials are like rotten bastards with their brains smashed by a hammer, stupider than
my dog."

"Hey? Didn't you say someone in the Miao region wiped out an entire tribe overnight? Tell me more about it."

"You believe that? Can anyone really wipe out an entire tribe overnight without a sound? Only
celestial beings could do that."

"Hmm, that's true."

The Great You Kingdom's capital, Chang'an.

"Poor thing!"

"Who says otherwise? Zhao Erlang is so loyal to the court, yet he was framed to such
an extent . It's truly tragic."

"I wonder where he escaped to?"

"Hmm, hmm, hmm!"

A few reminders made the whispering servants quickly return to their posts.

On the white jade railing, a pair of slender hands rested lightly, and the person with clear features and bright eyes swept over
the people working in a hurry and smiled, "Alright! You lazybones, you actually have such leisure and elegance. Why don't you chat
a little longer?"

"Second Miss, don't belittle them. They know they were wrong." Before the chattering people could speak,
the maid serving the Second Miss Yang Yixue spoke first.

With interest, Yang Yixue looked at the maid and said, "What? So concerned about them? Is your
lover ?"

Faced with Yang Yixue's aggressive questioning, the maid blushed and gently tugged at Yang Yixue's sleeve, saying, "Second
Miss, I know I was wrong, please don't say anymore."

"Alright, I didn't expect someone to actually steal my Siyi away! I want to see who it is." After saying that, Yang
Yixue looked everyone over.

Completely unprepared for Yang Yixue's trickery, Siyi was so anxious that she couldn't speak, her hands nervously twisting together.

"Alright~" Yang Yixue cupped Siyi's face, kneading it as she went, saying, "Just teasing you. Besides, I didn't
forbid you from finding a partner, why are you jumping around like a rabbit, in such a hurry?"

"Second Miss~" Siyi said, "Madam is waiting for you!"

"Alright, I'm not teasing you anymore, let's go."

Having enjoyed a good day, Yang Yixue led Siyi towards the main house.

"You'er, do you know your mistake?" Lan Fuyi criticized Yang Jiuyou, who had her head bowed.

Yang Jiuyou whispered, "Mother, I... I think I did nothing wrong..."

"You!" Lan Fuyi was so angry with Yang Jiuyou that she couldn't help but slap her on the forehead.

The slap wasn't hard, after all, she was her own child.

"As the descendant of a military family, how can you not join the army?" Lan Fuyi slammed her hand on the table several times, splashing tea
onto it. "Do you even consider me your mother anymore?"

Yang Jiuyou looked up at Lan Fuyi, and seeing her heaving chest due to her sullen anger, she swallowed hard. "
Of course I do," she said.

Lan Fuyi said, "Fine, then I'll ask you, why don't you want to join the army!"

Her eldest sister, Yang Muqing, who had been watching from the sidelines, advised, "Alright, Mother, since my little brother doesn't want to join the army, don't force him.
You used to spoil him so much, why have you changed your attitude now?"

Lan Fuyi's expression changed slightly upon hearing this. She opened her mouth several times, wanting to say something, but then swallowed it back. After composing herself, she said, "
The past is the past, and the present is the present. You'er has grown up; he should understand something."

"Mother, I'm already very sensible," Yang Jiuyou said with a forced smile.

Yang Muqing said, "Alright, stop making your mother angry. Say less."

"Mother! What did you call me here for?" Yang Yixue walked with light steps, as if trying to drive away all the
unpleasantness .

Yang Yixue's voice was like a cuckoo in early spring, sweeping away the previously oppressive atmosphere in the room.

Even Lan Fuyi smiled.

Yang Yixue skipped and jumped into Lan Fuyi's arms, saying, "Mother, what were you talking about just now?"

Lan Fuyi hugged Yang Yixue and said helplessly, "You, why don't you ever grow up?"

"What do you mean I won't grow up? I'll always be Mother's little darling!" Yang Yixue puffed out her cheeks, looking incredibly cute.

"Alright, alright, you are my little darling." Lan Fuyi stroked Yang Yixue's little face.

Yang Jiuyou looked at Yang Yixue and said, "Second Sister, just talk to Mother, I really don't want to join the army."

Yang Yixue turned around and stuck out her tongue at Yang Jiuyou, saying, "Dream on! You'll have to beg me!"

This made everyone in the room laugh. Yang Yixue had this kind of magic;
her playful and cute nature always kept the atmosphere lively.

"Sigh, never mind," Lan Fuyi sighed. "Let's talk about this again in a few days."

Yang Yixue said, "Mother, why have you changed so much these past few months? Why are you in such a hurry to send Third Brother
away ?"

"I just think You'er is old enough," Lan Fuyi said, still using the same reason. "Alright, I won't say anymore.
I'll talk to your Third Brother again in a few days."

"Everyone, go do what you need to do," Lan Fuyi said, seeing that she couldn't persuade them, and told everyone to go back.

Yang Yixue tugged at Lan Fuyi's hand, saying, "No, Mom, since you wasted my time, you have to make it up to me!"

Lan Fuyi said helplessly, "You talk too much."

"No, no!" Yang Yixue persisted.

"Then what do you want?" Lan Fuyi, seeing Yang Yixue's persistence, became somewhat interested.

Yang Yixue said, "Come out and play with me!"

Lan Fuyi laughed, "What new places have opened in Chang'an recently that make our little glutton so eager?"

"Hehe, you'll find out when we get there." Yang Yixue turned around, "Big sister, third brother, shall we go together?"

"I really can't do anything with you." Yang Muqing doted on Yang Yixue and Yang Jiuyou, so he naturally agreed to Yang Yixue's request.

Yang Jiuyou scratched his head and said, "Okay."

The four of them, along with several maids and guards, set off.

This matter was set aside

for later . A few days earlier

, at the Chang'an Restaurant, a place Yang Jiuyou frequented, he leisurely walked out after finishing his drinks and paying
.

It was already night when Yang Jiuyou emerged, moonlight filtering through the clouds, casting a hazy silver glow on the ground.

Yang Jiuyou looked up at the moon, a secret in his heart, a secret no one else could know.

"Boy,"

a voice called from behind.

It was now Hai hour (9-11 PM), and the streets were mostly deserted. Yang Jiuyou knew it was someone calling him.

He turned and asked, "Who are you?" Using the moonlight, he judged the speaker to be a middle-aged
man.

The middle-aged man replied, "You must be Yang Jiuyou."

Without a doubt, the man was certain.

Yang Jiuyou found this strange and asked, "I am Yang Jiuyou. What can I do for you?" His right hand subtly rested
on the short sword on his back.

"Who I am is unimportant; what matters is whether you want your father to die." The middle-aged man's words struck
Yang Jiuyou like a thunderbolt.

Startled, Yang Jiuyou wondered what the man meant. Had he revealed something?

Cold sweat trickled down Yang Jiuyou's forehead.

Seeing Yang Jiuyou's tension, the middle-aged man reassured her, "Don't be so nervous. Your father is
fine ."

Profound strength—this was another impression Yang Jiuyou had of the middle-aged man. Only someone at the Acquired Realm or higher could judge their own condition in such low visibility conditions and see what they wanted
under extreme circumstances . However, this also meant that Yang Jiuyou's secret hadn't been revealed. Yang Jiuyou slowly retreated, saying, "Why do you say that?" The middle-aged man said, "Just tell me if you want your father to die." "Of course not! Why are you talking nonsense!" Yang Jiuyou retorted sharply. The middle-aged man said, "Alright, then you must remember this: you absolutely must not join the army, and you must go to ." Yang Jiuyou asked, "Why?" "There's no why. You can only do as I say, understand?" After saying that, the middle-aged man used his lightness skill to transform into of light and disappeared. His speed was so fast that only a few soft sounds were heard before he vanished, presumably having traveled dozens of miles away. That night, Yang Jiuyou fell asleep in deep thought. Back to the present, Yang Jiuyou and his group had finished enjoying their meal and returned to the Yang residence. "I'm so full! What if I get fat later!" Yang Yixue pretended to worry about her figure. Yang Muqing chuckled, but Yang Jiuyou retorted, "Don't think I don't know you're showing off your physique where you can eat whatever you want and never gain weight." Yang Yixue, who had been trying to be innocent, was annoyed by her brother's mischief and grabbed his ear, saying, " What did you say? Say it again!" "No, no, no, Second Sister, I was wrong. From now on, you can eat whatever you want, I'll get it for you." Yang Jiuyou winced in pain; Yang Yixue, being from a military family, naturally had a strong grip. Time passed slowly amidst laughter, and as night deepened, everyone went to bed. In the quiet of the night, the chirping of insects was the main sound, but tonight, under the bright moonlight, a figure disappeared near Lan Fuyi's room. "Mother!" The person who appeared was none other than Yang Jiuyou. Hearing Yang Jiuyou's voice, Lan Fuyi, lying on the bed, tightened the blanket and said, "What are you doing here? Go back !" Her soft voice added an extra layer of ambiguity to the scene. Yang Jiuyou chuckled, jumped onto the bed, pulled back the blanket, and slipped inside. "Mother, it's still warm here." On the surface, they were sleeping together, but Yang Jiuyou's hand had already climbed onto Lan Fuyi's breast. "Mother's breasts are so big!" Although she had been touching them for months, Yang Jiuyou still exclaimed every time. Lan Fuyi placed a hand on the back of Yang Jiuyou's hand. "You'er, let go of your mother quickly. This is against ethics." Seemingly sensing her own emotions, she lowered her voice slightly. Lan Fuyi, who had always doted on her son, was now unable to discern whether she should indulge Yang Jiuyou. Months ago, Yang Jiuyou had possessed Lan Fuyi in the same way, even causing her to lose her virginity. Confused and unsure only wanted to get rid of Yang Jiuyou first. "Why say that?" Yang Jiuyou chuckled and kissed Lan Fuyi. Initially, Lan Fuyi remained silent, defending herself against Yang Jiuyou but sigh softly. In that instant, Yang Jiuyou's tongue slipped inside. It roamed freely in Lan Fuyi's mouth, and Lan Fuyi's tongue intertwined with his under Yang Jiuyou's guidance. Actually, it was because Lan Fuyi's desires were unfulfilled. Yang Tiansheng often didn't come home for years, and sometimes she could only satisfy her desires with her own hands. Submitting to Yang Jiuyou wasn't just out of pampering, but also to satisfy herself . Gradually, Lan Fuyi unconsciously opened her heart, and her two fair arms climbed up Yang Jiuyou's neck. Yang Jiuyou was used to this. After tasting Lan Fuyi's body before, Lan Fuyi's tolerance seemed to have been developed, growing bigger and bigger. Her bodice barely covered her smooth, fleshy breasts, and under Yang Jiuyou's large hands, she couldn't even resist, her breasts sinking in with her. Later, Yang Jiuyou simply took off her bodice, making direct contact with the nipples she had suckled as a child . With only a few clothes left, Lan Fuyi gasped for breath, "Hmm~ You'er... we can't do this." Lan Fuyi's soft voice was like a mantis trying to stop a chariot in front of Yang Jiuyou, who was burning with desire; it even seemed like she was inviting trouble. To Yang Jiuyou, Lan Fuyi's words were like cotton teasing his itch. This was too much for him. Yang Jiuyou immediately pounced on her and pressed her onto the bed.

What is taboo? It's not just that it's unacceptable to the world, but also that once tasted, it's hard to give up.

Although Lan Fuyi muttered incantations, in practice, she gradually yielded to Yang Jiuyou, knowingly doing the impossible . Her delicate brows furrowed slightly, her once bright eyes now somewhat vacant as she stared at Yang Jiuyou . Her red lips parted slightly, exhaling a few breaths of hot air; the flames of desire had been ignited.
Her once neatly styled long hair was now draped over the bed, a faint fragrance wafting into Yang Jiuyou's nostrils. This was Lan Fuyi's natural body scent, undoubtedly related to her daily flower baths. Thinking of the alluring scene of such a beauty rising from the bathtub, Yang Jiuyou's breathing became heavy. Lan Fuyi's figure was naturally exquisite; otherwise, Yang Tiansheng wouldn't have married her. After all, heroes have always loved beauties. Her breasts had sagged due to childbirth, and her nipples weren't as red as before, but their perfect size still showcased the golden beauty of a woman. Her buttocks were also much larger than those of a young girl, but it was precisely because of this that they had an amazing tactile feel. Her breasts and buttocks were truly irresistible to the touch. Her mons pubis, however, was different from her nipples, a pale, slightly reddish color, like that of a young girl who had just left home. Her mons pubis moved slightly, as if inviting Yang Jiuyou. Yang Jiuyou didn't hold back any longer and inserted his penis into Lan Fuyi's vagina. "Ah!" The unusually large penis was directly inserted into her body, and the pain of being stretched made Lan Fuyi cry out . "Hmm~ Hmm~ You'er... be gentle." Knowing that she couldn't stop Yang Jiuyou, Lan Fuyi could only enjoy Yang Jiuyou's obedience. Yang Jiuyou scooped up Lan Fuyi in his arms. The over six-foot-tall Lan Fuyi looked like a seventeen or eighteen-year-old girl . His large penis gleamed prominently in her lower body. "Mother, your lower body is so warm!" Yang Jiuyou expressed his infatuation with Lan Fuyi. As he lifted her and penetrated her, his penis slid in all the way to the deepest point. Had Yang Jiuyou not reserved a little length , it might have reached her uterus immediately. "You...you little rascal, you like to...defile your mother like this!!" Lan Fuyi's tongue was nowhere to be found , only swaying up and down with her body outside her mouth, incredibly lewd. "You'er...You'er..." Lan Fuyi murmured to herself. Yang Jiuyou heard Lan Fuyi's last words, and his heart leaped with joy. He wrapped Lan Fuyi's arms around his neck and lowered his head to kiss her. Overwhelmed by lust, Yang Jiuyou uttered lewd words, "Fuck you to death! Mother! Your hole feels so good!" These harsh words were a blow to Lan Fuyi, who was lost in her lust, utterly burying her in a sea of desire. "Son! Fuck...fuck me to death!!" Having abandoned all pretense of modesty, Lan Fuyi's desires, aroused over the past few months, now burst forth. She was utterly wanton. Yang Jiuyou was delighted with this, and immediately increased his force. The vagina, which had been somewhat tight, now became even more eager to serve him because of Lan Fuyi's surrender. The warm vagina constantly stimulated Yang Jiuyou, and he couldn't help but thrust harder, pressing Lan Fuyi's body down with greater force . This powerful blow not only forced Yang Jiuyou to tear open the cervix, entering the warm cradle that had given him life, but also brought the incoherent Lan Fuyi to a sudden halt. Her eyes and mouth gaped open, and her previously flailing hands and legs fell silent. This blow was different from usual; today it had breached the uterus, which had never been breached before. The thick penis was now branded onto her soul like a mark. Looking at the somewhat dazed Lan Fuyi, Yang Jiuyou gently licked the fluid that had flowed out due to her dazed state. After cleaning it up, he kissed Lan Fuyi. Slowly, Lan Fuyi came to her senses. Feeling Yang Jiuyou's kiss, she gradually became more proactive. She not only actively teased Yang Jiuyou with her fragrant tongue, but also began to move her hips. Lan Fuyi's initiative made Yang Jiuyou move. Their lips parted, and the golden nectar and jade fluids intertwined, like a bridge connecting them, stretching to Yang Jiuyou's strong abdomen. Grasping Lan Fuyi's slender waist with both hands, Yang Jiuyou thrust his lower body forcefully, each stroke penetrating deeply. This caused his glans to rub against the narrow cervix with each thrust, the slight pain disproportionate to the intense pleasure that followed, which was why Yang Jiuyou was so enthusiastic. Lan Fuyi, whose cervix was being opened for the first time, cried out, "You'er... You'er... be gentle! Slow down! I'm going to die! I'm going to be fucked to death ... Don't move!! Don't move! I'm going to be fucked to death!" What was ecstasy for Yang Jiuyou was excruciating pain for Lan Fuyi, who had just experienced her cervix being opened. Although she had just recovered, Yang Jiuyou's penis was extraordinary; with each rapid thrust, the large, round glans was further dilating her cervix. Lan Fuyi's figure was relatively petite compared to Yang Jiuyou, and her voice, if not forceful, would be weak. It was precisely this weak voice that intensified Yang Jiuyou's desire. In an instant, Yang Jiuyou's movements became even more vigorous, and even the wooden bed creaked under his weight . But Yang Jiuyou didn't care at all, thinking that the current position wasn't suitable for exerting force, so he made Lan Fuyi lie face down on the bed so that he could exert more force. Lan Fuyi passively accepted this position, her face blushing involuntarily, though this was not noticeable compared to her already pink skin from being with Yang Jiuyou . "Good girl... why don't you come out quickly..." Although she was very happy, Lan Fuyi hadn't forgotten where she was, and she was afraid of being discovered. "The noise was too loud just now... I'm scared..." Yang Jiuyou and stuffing it into his mouth. "No! This is too dirty!" She said this, but Lan Fuyi showed no intention of pulling away, instead closing her eyes and enjoying Yang Jiuyou's service. Their sex life with Yang Tiansheng lacked this kind of passion; it was simply a matter of penetration, ejaculation, and withdrawal. Although Yang Tiansheng found it very pleasurable, Lan Fuyi was still somewhat unsatisfied, but out of consideration for their marriage, she was too shy to voice it. Now, Yang Jiuyou's treatment of her like a precious treasure stirred a flutter in Lan Fuyi's heart. Before Lan Fuyi could entertain any other thoughts, Yang Jiuyou began thrusting again.

Perfect resilience made the almost impossible possible. Yang Jiuyou leaned over and roared, "Mother! Your hole
feels so good ! I'm going to fuck you to death!! I want to fuck you again!!" Like a child pleading, Yang Jiuyou was also unconsciously
seeking his mother's care.

The intense movements made Lan Fuyi's voice falter. "Okay, okay! From now on, You'er... You'er can do whatever he wants... however
you want to fuck... Mother will agree to anything you want!!" When she was happy, her voice rose several decibels.

He pressed his hands on her breasts, holding Lan Fuyi's body firmly in place, and thrust his waist forcefully.
During this time, her cervix had adapted to the size of Yang Jiuyou's penis, and a wave of pleasure washed over her, causing her
to gush with lustful fluids.

"Fuyi! Am I fucking you good?!" Yang Jiuyou, who was about to ejaculate at the peak of pleasure,
said .

Hearing herself addressed like that, Lan Fuyi seemed to reach another climax, her voice soft and sweet as she cried, "Good You'er... I
feel so good!!"

Lan Fuyi's affirmative words pleased Yang Jiuyou greatly, and after dozens more thrusts, he released his semen,
sending countless streams of semen into Lan Fuyi's uterus.

Such close and powerful ejaculation caused Lan Fuyi both unbearable pain
and ecstasy , the semen spraying onto the uterine walls, decorating this warm bed.

"It's inside!! You'er's... semen!! It's going to... impregnate Fuyi!!" Lan Fuyi
rolled her eyes and stuck out her tongue, looking utterly wanton, murmuring, "Tian Sheng!! I'm sorry... I've lost my virginity... and it's
your child... but it's okay... I won't let you know... hehe... I'm going to have a child for You'er
..."

Lan Fuyi was so overwhelmed by Yang Jiuyou's violation that she became dazed and unaware, and her words only made Yang Jiuyou's penis hard again.

Originally intending to rest before continuing the fight, Yang Jiuyou was now completely unfazed. He thrust his penis into Lan Fuyi's vagina again,
ignoring the fact that her mons pubis was swollen and red. At

this moment, Yang Jiuyou's only thought was Lan Fuyi's promise to bear him a child.

Before today, Yang Jiuyou had never entertained such a thought, but Lan Fuyi's words now
ignited his burning desire.

Entering her warm vagina again, it remained as tight as ever, as if it hadn't loosened due to the previous exertion.

"It's in again!!" Lan Fuyi was out of her mind, only able to mutter about her current experience, "You'er...
your penis is in again... fuck me... fuck your mother to death!!!"

Yang Jiuyou seemed to possess some kind of magic, constantly tempting Lan Fuyi.

It had been like this for months. Although Lan Fuyi verbally refused, her body always
submitted after a slight resistance. First came the forceful kiss, then the massage of her breasts, then the kneading of her mons pubis, and finally the possession of her body. In
this series of actions, even if Lan Fuyi had been a little more forceful, she wouldn't have succumbed so quickly, but she
tacitly allowed Yang Jiuyou's actions.

Like a falling butterfly, she knew that if she had flapped her wings forcefully, she would have gotten a completely different result, but
she refused. Instead, she looked down, as if something was attracting her.

Yang Jiuyou began to thrust forcefully again, as if treating his servant with brutality.

Even so, Lan Fuyi felt boundless pleasure. "Eeeeeeeee~~" These few thrusts seemed to bring Lan Fuyi
's soul back to its senses. Her petite body began to tremble uncontrollably, her vagina seemed to be about to open again, and
tears of sexual bliss began to flow from her eyes, each drop patting the back of her hands that were supporting her body.

"It's in the uterus again!!...I'm going to violate my mother's uterus again!!" Lan Fuyi's vaginal fluid flowed out.

Returning to a familiar place, Yang Jiuyou's body seemed to relax because of the familiarity, and
he wanted to ejaculate after only a few hundred thrusts. This was something Yang Jiuyou didn't want to see. Although Lan Fuyi was his mother, it
wasn't a reason for him to be a quickie, especially since he had fucked many women, and it was always the women who begged for mercy.

With a hardened heart, Yang Jiuyou squeezed Lan Fuyi's two breasts hard. The breasts,
which had already been ravaged, were covered with red marks. Now, after being tortured by Yang Jiuyou, Lan Fuyi actually climaxed again! The female fluid
washed over Yang Jiuyou's penis, which contained a lot of the yin energy that Yang Jiuyou needed. After hastily absorbing the yin energy, Yang
Jiuyou felt as if he had divine assistance. The pleasure that he originally wanted to ejaculate had disappeared, so Yang Jiuyou
began .

"You'er... You'er..." Lan Fuyi began to call out to Yang Jiuyou passionately, as if
she had encountered and grasped at it.

Yang Jiuyou, hearing the passionate call, smiled and responded, "Fuyi!"

Lan Fuyi said, "You'er!... Hold me!"

After a few more thrusts, Yang Jiuyou embraced Lan Fuyi tightly.

Lan Fuyi, her eyes brimming with tears, looked at Yang Jiuyou and then offered him a kiss.

At this moment, Yang Jiuyou understood that he had completely won Lan Fuyi over, and couldn't help but whistle.

A sound was heard, and the bedroom door was pushed open.

The intruders were Lan Fuyi's maids. It turned out that before making a move on Lan Fuyi, Yang
Jiuyou had already deflowered Lan Fuyi's maids; these four maids had already been subdued and submitted to Yang Jiuyou.

Now that they could sleep together, Yang Jiuyou had a maid keep watch over the other three, who were all lured to the bed
to share their pleasures with their mistress.

That night, Yang Jiuyou's offspring overflowed Lan Fuyi's womb.

The next morning, Yang Jiuyou opened his eyes to see Lan Fuyi's slightly angry face.

Before they could even exchange flirtatious words, a maid announced their arrival at the Yang residence.

The mother and son, hastily dressed, knelt before the imperial envoy.

"Summon Yang Jiuyou, son of the Jade King, to Hangzhou immediately to guard the Taibai Formation!" The order
shocked .

No one in Chang'an knew Yang Jiuyou's martial arts skills; it wouldn't be an exaggeration to say he was completely useless.
But the emperor's decree was unavoidable.

The moment he received the imperial edict, the envoy whispered in his ear, "Think of your father!" This person was the same
one who had spoken with Yang Jiuyou the night before.

Yang Jiuyou was shocked, but his face remained impassive as he accepted the imperial edict with both hands.

Thus, the storm was about to begin!

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