The Mysterious Desire to Conceal Spring in the Sky, Tasting Yao in the Dark Night, and Another Battle with Qin Yao

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(I) The Myriad Desires Hidden in Spring The
Myriad Desires Nunnery sits suspended in the air, below a clear lake shimmering like a sapphire, above which moonlight flows gently like water.
This building, shrouded in the divine moonlight, takes on a dreamlike quality, appearing mysterious in the night sky.
Ye Fan ascends into the air, and someone invites him to a magnificent palace, where a stunningly beautiful

woman stands, almost divine in the moonlight, like a fairy fallen from the silver moon, untouched by worldly dust.
"Is Miao Yi really that annoying?" An Miao Yi smiles, her snow-white robes fluttering gently in the night breeze, as if she

's about to ride the wind away.
"Fairy An's charm is too great; I dare not come, for fear of offending such a beauty," Ye Fan says, his words betraying his true feelings.
An Miaoyi's eyes flickered, and she smiled faintly, "Lying."
Her long, white dress trailed on the ground, accentuating her slender figure like undulating mountains. Her firm breasts,

slender waist, and perfectly rounded hips were flawless, forming a perfect arc.
Yet, her noble and ethereal气质 (qi zhi - inherent quality/temperament) made her appear like an elf under the moonlight. Her face was unadorned, snow-white

and crystalline, her eyes like autumn waters, her delicate nose and cherry lips seemingly sculpted by the heavens. Such beauty was

breathtaking.
Inside the palace, the carved beams and painted rafters shone with golden splendor, shrouded in mist, as if one had stumbled into a celestial realm, giving an unreal

feeling.
This was a sleeping quarters, inlaid with pearls and jade, adorned with antiques and paintings. On a white jade table, tempting delicacies and

fragrant wines swayed.
"Tomorrow you'll be attempting a breakthrough. Are you confident?" An Miaoyi poured wine, her bright red lips sensual, her pearly teeth

gleaming . She held a jade cup in her slender hand, the two sparkling together.
"I will enter the Four Extremes..." Ye Fan smiled.
"A fully realized Saint Body hasn't appeared for hundreds of thousands of years. To be able to contend with an ancient emperor—what a magnificent sight! It's

truly awe-inspiring." An Miaoyi smiled gently, filling the room with elegance. "Now, I have

a Saint Body sitting before me. I must observe carefully, examine closely..."
"Even if you succeed in breaking through, you'll only achieve a minor Saint Body. How can you compare to an emperor?" Ye Fan shook his head with a smile.
"That day isn't far off. Miaoyi looks forward to it." Miaoyi's black hair danced in the breeze, her eyes like water, her eyelashes long and flowing, her

skin snow-white and translucent. A bright moon pearl adorned her brow, reflecting the light under the crystal chandelier, making her noble, magnificent, and

vibrant—breathtakingly beautiful.
"Thank you, Fairy Miaoyi, for the Enlightenment Tea." Ye Fan raised his cup in a toast.
"Miaoyi has only done a small part. May Brother Ye break the curse, triumph all the way, and one day rival the Great Emperor."

An Miaoyi's smile was extremely alluring, her red lips glistening with wine, as vibrant as flowing cinnabar.
As night deepened, moonlight streamed through the glass windows into the palace, making everything seem like a dream.
An Miaoyi, unable to hold her liquor, blushed, her eyes sparkling, her delicate frame seemingly boneless, and said, "I want...

a fully-fledged Holy Body..."
Ye Fan, also slightly drunk, teased, "I'm right here, why would you want it?"
"Miaoyi means, I want a fully-fledged Holy Body... to protect me in the future, and I too will become the Great Emperor."

An Miaoyi's smile was captivating, making even the bright moon pale in comparison.
She was already one of the most beautiful women in the Eastern Wilderness, even hailed as the most beautiful woman there. This peerless beauty,

after drinking, had her skin turn pink and translucent, possessing an irresistible charm.
Late at night, they had drunk countless cups, their wine glasses falling to the ground as they gradually intertwined.
Moonlight spilled across the ground, its shimmering glow reflecting on the beautiful woman, her black hair flowing in the wind, exuding boundless elegance.
"Hehe..." An Miaoyi laughed sweetly, her voice as melodious as a silver bell, stirring the heart.
Her eyes were like water, her brows like mountains; the beautiful woman's face was flushed with intoxication, her white clothes like mist, bathed in the moonlight streaming through the window

, creating a hazy, dreamlike scene.
Ye Fan gently embraced the beauty's slender waist; through the thin fabric, the soft, smooth fabric felt like a gentle flow, seeping in. Even before any real

action , a tingling sensation spread through his body, a warm, melting feeling.
An Miaoyi's cheeks flushed crimson, her eyes darting about like fireflies in flight. She leaned closer to

Ye Fan, who, understanding her gesture, pulled her onto his lap, her full, rounded buttocks settling on his thighs. The pressure was so intense that

he gasped for breath, and arousal began to stir within him.
An Miaoyi noticed the change beneath her buttocks, her face turning even redder. Just as she was about to speak, Ye Fan picked up a gleaming silver wine jug,

poured wine into his own mouth, and then poured it between An Miaoyi's sensual red lips.
The wine flowed gently from her lips, shimmering and sparkling. The moonlight and lamplight reflected off the wine, making An Miaoyi

appear like a dreamlike beauty, stirring endless fantasies.
Everything happened naturally. Ye Fan wasn't a rigid, old-fashioned scholar; he was completely uninhibited, unafraid of the thorns

, and decided to embrace the sweetness.
Not far away was a white jade bed, draped with pink gauze curtains, creating an unusual atmosphere. The two tumbled onto

the pink, ambiguous bed.
At this moment, Ye Fan felt somewhat like he was in a dream. Back on Earth, he could never have imagined that a woman of such caliber

would throw herself into his arms, yet now it was truly real. Of course, given his extremely proud nature, he wouldn't

truly feel flattered or respond with sweet words.
The red silk curtains were warm as spring departed, and the light chill of the silk curtains caused swallows to fly in pairs.
Ye Fan gazed at the beauty's snow-white cheeks, finding her exquisitely beautiful, his heart trembling. He couldn't help but lean closer and kiss her

bright red lips.
"Mmm..." An Miaoyi murmured softly.
She had just sobered up a bit, but the overwhelming pleasure left her weak and limp, disoriented.
Their lips met, An Miaoyi's cherry-like mouth completely squeezed inside, suffocating her and

leaving no gap.
Gentle sucking and licking, a subtle electric current traveled from their point of contact. Taking advantage of her dazed state, Ye Fan

gently tightened his hold on An Miaoyi, pressing her firm, jade-like breasts against him,

making them tremble like solidified crystal embryos. This caused both of their hearts to race, and An Miaoyi moaned incessantly, her breath hot

against Ye Fan's face.
Ye Fan licked and sucked on her glistening lips for a while, feeling An Miaoyi's body heat up. He then flicked his tongue, using

his vocal cords, and slipped between An Miaoyi's lips, brushing against her gums like a brush. Soon, her jaws

gently opened, and Ye Fan broke through, his tongue entwining with An Miaoyi's.
Their tongues mingled, their tongues intertwined, Ye Fan sometimes tugged at An Miaoyi's tongue, gently biting and licking, sometimes...

His tongue moved up and down, lightly brushing against the soft, smooth walls of her mouth, causing the beauty's cheeks to flush, her

body to tremble, and soft moans to escape her throat.
As expected of the "fairy" of the Myriad Desires Hermitage, she had received rigorous training and was skilled in this art. Although initially somewhat awkward and shy,

she quickly adapted, her kissing technique surpassing Ye Fan's. Her tongue moved swiftly,

targeting the most sensitive spots on Ye Fan's mouth, sometimes touching, sometimes teasing, sometimes plunging into a passionate embrace, truly a skill surpassing even a flying bee.
Back on Earth, Ye Fan was a seasoned lover, having explored countless

romantic encounters with Li Xiaoman. Three years after graduation, loneliness became unbearable, and he engaged in numerous casual flings during his social life. However, he found his

kissing skills inferior to this beautiful woman's. Her tongue was so soft and smooth, making him

feel as if his very being was melting. His heart raced, fueled by a burning desire.
The flames of passion engulfed him; he could barely breathe, his heart pounding. Forgetting all pretense of romance,

he opened her chest, their lips meeting, and with a flick of his wrist, her clothes fell away. Then, with lightning speed, he

tore off An Miaoyi's silk sash, and with a gentle tug, her gossamer-thin white dress fluttered to the ground.
At this moment, Ye Fan reluctantly parted his lips, only to be immediately dazzled by the endless spring scenery—as expected of

the "fairy" of the Miaoyu Nunnery, she wasn't even wearing a single undergarment, her ice-like skin and jade-like body instantly revealed before his eyes!
Although he had seen her through the stone garden before, it was never as clear as it was now, and the fragrance of her body,

hidden behind her clothes, was even more intoxicating and captivating.
The man's gaze swept down, her jade-like skin like snow, her ice-like peaks like the moon, her undulating peaks, every part of her was beautiful, every

part was captivating, even the fragrant grass on the secluded valley was neat and soft, covered with dewdrops, exuding an

alluring charm.
An Miaoyi, her beautiful face flushed red when the man saw her naked body. She lowered her head slightly to avoid Ye Fan's gaze, knowing that

offering her virginity for future benefits was unavoidable. She bit her red lips, remaining silent in shyness. Her black hair,

reflected in the candlelight, flowed beautifully, her entire body shimmering with a faint glow, her skin a rosy hue, captivating all who beheld her.
Ye Fan smiled slightly and said, "Fairy, have you made up your mind?"
An Miaoyi's shyness subsided slightly, her eyes sparkling with allure: "Little man, why be so direct?"
With a chuckle, Ye Fan flicked out the candle flame, and his already erect member, without hesitation, plunged into the room like

a sword .
"Ah!"
A mournful cry, like a cuckoo's lament, echoed in the room.
Since An Miaoyi had asked him for a favor, and Ye Fan had no feelings for her, he didn't offer

any hastily entering. Although An Miaoyi came from a place of pleasure, she was still a virgin. Being

penetrated by the ancient holy body's iron-like member naturally caused her unbearable pain, and tears streamed down her face.
Ye Fan, however, felt like a dragon entering the sea; the warmth, softness, tightness, and narrowness all rushed in at once, instantly numbing his vulva with pleasure beyond

compare. With a fierce thrust, he pierced her flower's depths, causing a spray of white fluid.
He found it strange; although An Miaoyi's figure wasn't as slender as Qin Yao's, she was still tall and graceful.

How could her vagina be so shallow? But judging from the quality of this exquisite vaginal opening, it must be a rare treasure.

What could it be…?
Ye Fan's mind raced—could it be the "Shy Flower, Closed Moon"? He and Pang Bo, bored in their dormitory

, had studied the works of ancient masters such as *The Carnal Prayer Mat* and *The Plum in the Golden Vase*, and had come across an introduction to this instrument.
The description of this instrument, "Shy Flower, Closed Moon," was quite shallow; its most beautiful part wasn't at the base of the flower, but in the center of the flower path, the Jade Vault, the place where essence resided—

that was where the essence lay. Once the long sword was thrust in from the side, without leakage of yin or yang, the Vault would absorb the exquisite pleasure, making one feel as if they were dying

a thousand times over.
Ye Fan was about to turn his spear to strike the beautiful Vault, but upon catching a glimpse of the clear tears in the beauty's eyes, his heart clenched, and he felt a pang of pity.

He reached out and gently stroked and kneaded An Miaoyi's back, feeling her skin

as soft and smooth as silk, its warmth seeping into his heart.
An Miaoyi's pain from the breaking of her vulva had subsided, her beauty fading, and her alluring charm returning. Ye Fan then gently withdrew his iron pestle from

the depths of , savoring the pleasure of its friction against the folds and rings, sometimes rough, sometimes gentle, a fusion of water and fire,

from the dragon's head to the base, every part beautiful, every part pleasurable.
After withdrawing about a third, Ye Fan changed his withdrawal to a horizontal thrust, like a wasp drawn to honey, slowly

searching through a profusion of beauty. Suddenly, he felt a sinking sensation in front of his tortoise, his heart jolting, instantly falling into a smooth, soft, indescribable

state.
The suction was like a tide, penetrating straight to the tortoise's eye, almost causing Ye Fan to lose control in an instant. He realized this was the "Jade Dome,"

secretly overjoyed. Seeing the beauty's jade-like face also blossoming with spring, knowing she was also becoming happy, he no longer held back, closed

his seminal gate, and thrust forcefully from the side.
Although An Miaoyi was alluring and seductive, she couldn't compare to the experienced Qin Yao. In reality, she was just an eighteen-year-old

girl, not much older than Ji Ziyue. Now, having tasted this pleasure for the first time, she was found by a man in the most beautiful place of her flower room,

and she felt extremely weak and tingly. Her delicate body trembled and she was covered in fragrant sweat. It was truly intoxicating and bone-melting. Her little

mouth couldn't help but open and close slightly. She wanted to moan loudly, but she was also a little shy. Her mind

was almost overwhelmed by the unparalleled pleasure. As the tide came and went, looking at the handsome young man holding her, she felt as if

a truly trembling and her heart was in turmoil.
Although Ye Fan didn't know what the beautiful woman was thinking, he was captivated by her seemingly happy yet shy expression,

her

face flushed with a seductive blush, which, under the moonlight, made her even more alluring. He couldn't help but be slightly mesmerized, and then his dragon spear attacked even more vigorously, while his hands became increasingly gentle, sliding from An Miaoyi's silken back to her buttocks, lightly caressing and teasing.
An Miaoyi, attacked from both ends, could no longer resist, and finally released her grip on her lower lip, letting out a soft moan. An endless

fragrance emanated from her pores, intoxicating Ye Fan's soul and making his thoughts soar, as if he had ascended to the heavens.
As Ye Fan thrust nine times shallow and one time deep into the clam, skillfully manipulating its flesh, the honeyed nectar within the beauty's vagina

flowed endlessly, gathering within the jade dome like water pooling into a swamp, immersing the dragon's head within.

All around , it was nourished by this supreme nectar, truly enough to make one ecstatic.
In this blissful state, Ye Fan forgot his own movements, focusing solely on thrusting into the flower chamber. After over a hundred thrusts,

An Miaoyi, without anyone noticing, stopped moaning, casting a seductive glance and offering her lips. Ye Fan immediately

kissed her again, their bodies meeting in a strange, flowing spring, forming a delicate cycle.
Both were already at the peak of their pleasure, knowing that climax was imminent. Their lips were locked in a passionate kiss,

as if they wanted to devour each other. Their lower bodies were also colliding fiercely. An Miaoyi's pair of jade-white legs were already wrapped around Ye Fan's waist.

Abandoning her shyness, she gently swayed her buttocks, offering her tender bud.
Whoosh!
A surge of yin essence rushed out, hitting Ye Fan's head. The jade-like woman could no longer hold back and climaxed first.

Ye Fan was scalded by this heat, his manhood throbbing violently, making An Miaoyi's heart feel like it was about to burst. They almost separated

. He, too, could no longer hold back his own essence. He wielded his vajra, transforming it into countless grains of sand in the Ganges River, all of which entered his jade dome.
The clouds dispersed and the rain ceased. The manhood withdrew and the lips parted. An Miaoyi's face flushed. She nestled in Ye Fan's arms, her body fragrant like orchids,

still making any man's heart flutter.
Just then, she suddenly bit her lip, revealing a girlish and alluring side. An Miaoyi, a

"fairy" of the Miaoyu Nunnery, knew her own constitution well and understood the purpose of the Jade Vault for storing essence. Her heart trembled, and she hurriedly circulated her true energy,

forcing out the strands of white fluid. From the clam-like opening, cinnabar, white water, and flower nectar mixed into a sticky paste, flowing

out with a unique and captivating charm.
However, this left the bedsheets filthy. With a light wave of her hand, An Miaoyi

tore off the soiled sheets and threw them out the window. They instantly transformed into countless butterflies, scattering down in the moonlight without

disturbing Ye Fan. Her jade hand moved like a shadow, taking a light purple satin from the bedside wardrobe and

neatly spreading it beneath them.
An Miaoyi breathed softly into Ye Fan's ear, making his earlobe burn. She spoke languidly,

"Little man, sleep..."
Ye Fan, with his Ancient Sacred Body, still had the strength to fight, but the "Shy Flower, Closed Moon" technique was incredibly potent,

draining a man's energy far more than any other. He was exhausted. Seeing An Miaoyi already closed her starry eyes and lay on her side beside him,

he didn't mind. He closed his eyes and fell into a deep sleep under the moonlight.
The moonlight, like water, poured down, pale and hazy, peaceful and serene.
In the Heavenly Palace, all was quiet. On the white jade bed, An Miaoyi opened her starry eyes, her jade-like body

lying prone, glistening. Her hair was disheveled, and she looked delicate and weak.
"You should go..." she said, stretching out a lotus-root arm, white and delicate, languidly waking the person beside her.
Ye Fan remained calm, though his heart was turbulent. He smiled nonetheless, his white teeth gleaming

brightly .
"Why are you in such a hurry to send me away?"
"If people find out you spent the night at the Miaoyu Nunnery, do you think the Feng Clan will allow it? They'll probably cause you trouble.

Feng Huang isn't an ordinary woman; she won't tolerate it."
An Miaoyi's voice was quiet and melodious, yet utterly unperturbed. She was almost ethereal in her beauty, pure and otherworldly,

like a fairy descended to earth. Her skin was like ice, her bones like jade, her body snow-white and smooth, radiating a soft glow.
"The Feng Clan... they haven't arranged a marriage for me yet. If I fail to break through, they'll discard me like trash,"

Ye Fan said self-deprecatingly.
An Miaoyi gently massaged his temples, saying, "I believe you can succeed, and you will once again display

the unparalleled glory of the Great Perfection Holy Body."
"Things are unpredictable. Everyone is watching, many cultivators are waiting, all eyes are on me, and

I might very well fail," Ye Fan said casually, as if it were something unrelated to him.
"If I end up failing miserably, I wonder what those who are trying to win me over, befriend me, and host banquets for me will think?

I think everyone will be indifferent." Ye Fan twirled a lock of her glossy black hair around his finger.
"You really have no confidence?" An Miaoyi looked at him quietly, her beautiful eyes as deep as the starry sky, her face

breathtakingly beautiful.
"I probably won't be able to enter the Four Extremes Secret Realm with just the source,"
Ye Fan said calmly, then turned to look at her and smiled, "What will you do if I fail?"
"Come on, little man, don't overthink it, you should leave..." An Miaoyi didn't answer, her alluring body

glowing, and gently pushed Ye Fan to his feet.
"I feel like it's the other way around, you're so carefree, constantly telling me to leave, you don't care at all," Ye Fan

laughed .
"Having had it, why care about forever? If you become a Great Perfection Saint Body in the future, protecting me will

be enough ."
"You're quite open-minded." Ye Fan lightly twirled her hair with his fingertips.
"Don't think it's easy, at that time, you might be an enemy of the whole world..." An Miaoyi chuckled.
"That serious?" Ye Fan was surprised, then stared intently at her stunning face, saying, "

What if I really fail to break through?"
An Miaoyi's eyes flashed with an astonishing light, and she said, "If that happens, I will fall into the mortal world

, until one day I become an emperor, and then I will kill everyone connected to me, washing away

the glory and disgrace ..."
"Isn't that a bit much?" Ye Fan stared at her blankly.
An Miaoyi chuckled, stroking his cheek, and said, "So, little man, you must

succeed in breaking through for Miaoyi's sake. You can't bear to see me fall into the mortal world, can you..."
"Then you have to have faith in me. If I don't succeed on the night of the full moon, there's still a chance..." Ye Fan said meaningfully.
An Miaoyi shook her head, her beautiful eyes hazy, her sensual red lips vibrant. She raised a jade-like finger and placed it on his

lips, stopping him from continuing. She said, "Youth fades quickly, beauty withers easily, Miaoyi really can't wait."
Then, her long black hair cascaded down onto Ye Fan's face. Looking down at him, she smiled sweetly and said,

"Little man, you can only succeed, you can't fail, otherwise Miaoyi will kill you first."
"If I fail, you'll kill me?" Ye Fan wrapped his arms around her slender, smooth waist, staring at her blankly.
"Yes, don't disappoint Miaoyi." Her smile was sweet, her body shimmering in the moonlight,

each curve flawless.
"Then let me kill you first..." Ye Fan pulled her into his arms, then rolled over and covered her

ivory -white, flawless jade-like body.
"Little man... get up... you should go." An Miaoyi pushed him away.
Neither of them was naked. Ye Fan, familiar with the place, easily found the entrance to the flower valley and stormed in like lightning,

silencing An Miaoyi's words and replacing them with a soft moan.
"It's still early,"
Ye Fan smiled meaningfully, his eyes flashing with a sharp light that quickly turned into a look of intoxication. He raised his back and...

His hands climbed up her pair of snowy peaks, caressing and playing with them wantonly.
An Miaoyi was usually as beautiful as a fairy, but her breasts were unusually full and untouched, already

comparable to the enchanting Qin Yao. Ye Fan couldn't even grasp them all in one hand. He just held them in his palm, his cherry-like breasts being kneaded at their

most sensitive spot, making both of them feel extremely weak and limp, as if their nerves were about to snap.
The beauty was beautiful from head to toe, and her reserved expression had long since vanished under the supreme pleasure. Although her

cheeks, like dew-kissed morning flowers, were still flushed, her moans gradually grew from a whisper to amplify, lingering in Ye Fan's ears, alluring

and soul-stirring.
Ye Fan listened to the sweet whispers in his ear, a mixture of joy and reproach, of weeping and lamenting, a hundred meanings rising and falling within them. Just listening to them

made his soul want to fly to the heavens and shatter into countless

specks
of dust. If it weren't for such an exquisite beauty who had received high-level training at the Miaoyu Nunnery, how could she have such a captivating moan? At this moment, his jade pestle had already penetrated into the dome of her body. His manhood suddenly contracted,

completely enveloping the dragon head. Honey water surged forth, forming an ambush from all sides, scalding Ye Fan with an unparalleled pleasure. The sweet cries

in his ear, the jade breasts in his hand, his spear piercing the beautiful orifice, the legs clamping the soft thighs, his eyes gazing at the flower's face, his nose smelling the strange fragrance—Ye Fan's five senses and six

consciousnesses were all stirred. His mind and soul trembled together, and his nerves and muscles flowed with endless fiery passion.

If not for his exceptional physique and his mastery of top-tier ancient scriptures, he would likely have been utterly humiliated by now.
But how could Ye Fan possibly lose face

in , his index and middle fingers pinching and rubbing her nipples back and forth. Meanwhile, his right hand, having left her snow-capped peaks

, slipped between An Miaoyi's legs, wantonly caressing her snow-white thighs. This teasing and manipulating technique combined Ye Fan's vast experience as a modern man with the application of true qi in
martial arts , making it truly extraordinary. 　　An Miaoyi felt a jolt of electricity run from her nipples down her body, her soul drifting away, her mind going blank. She didn't want to know anything, only to sink into the vast sea of desire, to be made to feel like she was dying and coming back to life by the man . Honeyed fluids splattered in her flower valley, scalding the man's penis, making it swell even more. 　　Ye Fan, after all, had never practiced dual cultivation techniques. Although he was experienced, he was not as familiar with the ways of the world as An Miaoyi. Moreover, her yin essence was exceptionally potent. An Miaoyi had suffered in the first half of the night, and this time Ye Fan could no longer hold back. His penis trembled violently 　　, and he was about to ejaculate. However, he refused to give in. With a flash of inspiration, he bit his lip, temporarily stopping his urge to ejaculate. His right hand, which was enjoying An Miaoyi's silky thighs, flicked lightly, his fingertips already touching the folds of her anus. 　　"Ah!" 　　An Miaoyi was suddenly attacked, her heart pounding with shock. She tried to struggle but had no strength left. In her dazed state, her jade palace trembled , her flower chamber contracted, and her vaginal fluids gushed out like a tidal wave. 　　Ye Fan withdrew his fingers. He wasn't unfamiliar with the back garden. Back when Li Xiaoman and he were deeply in love, after watching a few Japanese erotic films and becoming aroused, he half-coaxed and half-forced Li Xiaoman to have his way with her. It was indeed very tight and pleasurable. However, facing a beautiful and alluring woman like An Miaoyi, even without real feelings, he couldn't bear to actually play with that area. 　　However, when An Miaoyi climaxed, her delicate body trembled like a leaf, and her vaginal opening tightened like a net being pulled in, squeezing out even the honeyed fluid, leaving a muddy mess at their point of union and on the pubic hair. Ye Fan could no longer withstand the intense, pleasurable suction, and his yang fluid, like an arrow, plunged deep into her vaginal cavity. 　　After the storm subsided, An Miaoyi recovered her breath and expelled the remaining fluid. They changed the sheets, and then the two embraced and fell asleep. 　　At dawn, Ye Fan left. 　　... 　　　　　　　　　　(Ye Fan, injured by the Great Dao, went to the Miaoyu Nunnery again.) 　　An Miaoyi stood gracefully, the moonlight streaming in, making her appear ethereal and otherworldly. Her black hair was beautiful, her eyes lively, her skin like ice and jade, her curves alluring, her figure captivating—like the most perfect masterpiece of heaven. 　　"The Nirvana Sutra combined with my Miaoyu Hermitage's supreme dual cultivation method—this is my final attempt. If you still can't survive, little man, you'll truly have let me down." She walked over gracefully, her slender hand reaching out to pinch Ye Fan's cheek. Her smile was beautiful as she said, "It's always others who grant Miaoyu disciples their wishes; today, I might be the first to make an exception and grant you resurrection." 　　In the palace, An Miaoyi's jade-like, crystalline body shone flawlessly radiating a faint glow. Her hair was disheveled, and her face was as beautiful as a flower. 　　This had nothing to do with romance; it was solely a method to save lives. Ye Fan had always held a negative attitude towards dual cultivation techniques, yet he had unexpectedly experienced it firsthand. 　　"Little man, calm down!" On the white jade bed, within the red gauze curtains, An Miaoyi's snow-white skin shone brightly. She gently touched Ye Fan's forehead, calming him down. 　　Her gossamer-like robes fluttered like butterflies in the wind, drifting and falling. 　　Ye Fan also loosened his clothes, but with some awkwardness. His eyes glanced at the jade-like woman's snow-white skin, a mesmerizing light flashing within them. 　　Faced with such a peerless beauty, no normal man could remain calm, and Ye Fan naturally couldn't enter a meditative state as quickly as an old monk. 　　An Miaoyi's entire body was as white and translucent as ivory, as alluring as a beautiful serpent, with and a flawless figure. 　　Ye Fan slowly stretched out his hands, covering An Miaoyi's breasts, tightly grasping and kneading them. 　　The warm, soft flesh was incomparably delicate, instantly making his whole body go weak and his soul drift away. 　　A soft moan escaped the beautiful woman's throat, captivating all who beheld her. She swung her jade-like arm, pulling Ye Fan's hands away, and said calmly, "Don't let this interfere with our business." 　　Ye Fan felt a pang of loss as his hands parted from her snow-white breasts, but he quickly snapped out of his daze. He forcefully circulated his inner energy, suppressing his wandering thoughts and suppressing any lustful desires that might arise from gazing upon the beauty's jade-like body. 　　Soon, the chanting from the Nirvana Sutra resounded, filling the palace with a sacred and peaceful atmosphere. 　　An Miaoyi's eyes were like water as she gestured to Ye Fan. Ye Fan understood the time was right, and he covered An Miaoyi's body , beginning his dual cultivation technique. 　　Instantly, a cool current flowed from the point where their genitals met. 　　It was as if raging fire and shattered ice were mixed together, flowing through her limbs and bones. In the midst of this interaction, passion and desire surged. However, An Miaoyi's icy and delicate body repeatedly emitted a cool and clear true energy, which entered from the tip of the iron rod and suppressed Ye Fan's lustful thoughts.

For Ye Fan, this sensation, though not as intoxicating as the intense pleasure of a powerful, forceful attack, did not leave him feeling

listless. Instead, it brought a unique sense of comfort, as if he were in a celestial palace, with melodious music filling his ears,

making his soul feel ethereal.
Just as Ye Fan's mind was drifting, oblivious to everything around him, he closed his eyes, not even bothering to admire the beautiful woman, when he felt

his inner energy suddenly warm, then blaze like fire, with a gush of honeyed fluid, instantly turning his longsword red-hot.
Ye Fan felt the honeyed orifice instantly become exceptionally plump and beautiful, tightly enveloping his penis, the celestial fluids

thoroughly soaking his manhood inside and out. His heart burned with desire, and disregarding An Miaoyi's instructions, he vigorously began to thrust.
However, several slender, soft hands instantly clamped around his waist; those seemingly boneless jade hands possessed

such great strength that Ye Fan's movements stopped abruptly. An Miaoyi's jade-like face was flushed, glistening with fragrant sweat, so alluring it

was almost melting one's heart. Yet, the voice emanating from her lips was as cold as ice: "Concentrate your Qi, lock your essence! Your true Qi must

circulate in reverse. If there's any mishap, it will be a catastrophe!"
Ye Fan's heart skipped a beat. He hurriedly held his breath in his dantian, tightly locking his essence. He saw the beauty's eyes were languid, her lips moving slightly.

He immediately understood and covered her lips with his for a kiss. But now, with their bodies joined, the stimulation was incredibly intense. Yet, he still had to concentrate his Qi, making it

less than pleasurable.
An Miaoyi's vagina felt like a whale sucking in water, a boiling sea churning, making Ye Fan unbearably aroused. But he dared not linger,

forcefully closing his essence, allowing only a sliver of his vital energy to escape.
The beautiful woman absorbed Ye Fan's vital energy into his dantian, examining it closely but finding nothing unusual. She realized the damage to his Dao

was truly difficult to repair, but with a glimmer of hope, she still integrated it into her Yin energy. It leaped from the central point to the Dahe and

Weilu points , rising from the twelfth floor of the Dao, and gently emerged from the serpentine tongue of her clitoris,

forming a subtle cycle with Ye Fan's body.
Ye Fan felt the Yin energy of heaven and earth converging like a tide, flowing into his body through An Miaoyi

. Moonlight, like water, flowed over their bodies, illuminating their skin. With
the Yin energy entering their bodies, Ye Fan's mind instantly returned to peace. The two then achieved Yin-Yang harmony, embracing quietly,

immersed in a wondrous state of being.
Their true energy circulated for a full three hundred and sixty cycles before they opened their eyes, turned over, and embraced sideways.
An Miaoyi nestled her head in Ye Fan's arms, her delicate face radiating a hint of spring, yet her eyes held a

barely perceptible worry.
"Are you feeling better?"
Ye Fan sighed softly.
During the dual cultivation earlier, he had indeed felt a slight easing of his pain, but this was merely a temporary suppression,

utterly ineffective.
An Miaoyi, hearing this, was immediately bewildered.
In the latter half of the night, the palace was peaceful and serene. Ye Fan remained silent. Neither the Nirvana Sutra nor the dual cultivation technique could heal

the wounds left by the Great Dao, failing to change anything.
He twirled An Miaoyi's hair around his finger, quietly pondering whether there was still a way out, what to do next . Even

the mature elixir of immortality was useless?
The ancient divine medicine was the most precious sacred object in the world; if even they were ineffective, then a person's life would truly

come to an end.
However, Ye Fan found it hard to accept. Wasn't it true that even the God King was somewhat unsure, not certain that the elixir of immortality was absolutely

ineffective? He decided to gamble everything.
Originally, he had prepared the stone skin, ready to risk his life for the God King and for Xiao Tingting. Now, his own life

was in danger, and there was no turning back; he could only move forward.
"This may be the last time we meet." An Miaoyi slowly sat up, her hair

falling like water, gazing at Ye Fan.
"It is definitely not the last time we meet." Ye Fan said earnestly, a bright smile on his face. "Please believe me,

I will not die. I will live for another ten thousand years, silencing all those holy lands."
"Ten thousand years, beauty turned to skeletons... how long that is." An Miaoyi got up, walked to the jade bed, stood by the window, and gazed

at the bright moon.
"The other half of the Devouring Demon Jar is about to be born." After an unknown amount of time, An Miaoyi suddenly spoke.
"Does the Divine Body, Holy Body, and Heavenly Demon Body need to go with you?" Ye Fan asked.
"Don't go. Don't ask why." An Miaoyi said calmly without turning around.
"Alright, I won't go." Ye Fan replied.
After a long while, she returned, looked at Ye Fan, and said, "Little man, you should go."
"I will live on." Ye Fan sat up.
"It's time to leave." An Miaoyi helped him put on his clothes, her movements gentle and slow.
"Alright, to prove that I am still alive in this world, every now and then you will hear

news about me, and this land will not be peaceful." Ye Fan said as he left.
???????????????????????????????????????????????? (To be continued)
(II) Dark Night Appreciation of Yao + Re-battle with Qin Yao
"You came suddenly, and you left suddenly too. Could it be that you did something evil?" Just then, Qin

Yao swayed her graceful body into the palace, slightly drunk.
She had a hot body, like a beautiful snake, with a slender figure. Full, round hips. Slender waist. Lotus arms

half-naked , hair disheveled. Eyes like water.
"How could you think that? Nothing like that. The reason I left is because some of your demon race

wanted to take my Xuanhuang Origin." Ye Fan, like her, was also a little drunk.
"Don't try to hide it, there's definitely something wrong." Qin Yao swayed gracefully like a willow in the wind, her soft body exuding charm.

Slightly drunk, she chuckled, "The princess guessed that you came for Pang Bo. Now that you're

leaving, you must have done something bad. She's already on her way to the Immortal Palace, and she told me to keep an eye on you. You can't escape,

little brat .
" Ye Fan was immediately startled. He sobered up halfway. Yan Ruyu was indeed perceptive. If Pang Bo hadn't

stayed in the Immortal Palace, he would have been in real danger.
He relaxed again. He believed that Pang Bo wouldn't give himself away, and even if Yan Ruyu was very shrewd, she

wouldn't notice anything.
"Beautiful lady, are you here to keep watch over me? A lone man and a lone woman, in the middle of the night. It's very dangerous for them to be together

." Ye Fan teased, still slightly drunk.
Qin Yao smiled charmingly. He said, "You're a prisoner now. Don't try to escape. If you really go..."

"Old man, your life might be in danger then."
Ye Fan's heart skipped a beat. Fortunately, he hadn't left any flaws. Otherwise, it would probably be difficult to get away with it peacefully.
"Beautiful Qin, is this how you guard people? You're tempting me, making me commit a crime..."
Ye Fan relaxed and said nonchalantly.
"What does a little brat know? Don't think that just because you're a Dao Palace level two Ancient Saint Body, you can escape my

grasp . You can't run away." Qin Yao glared at him.
"If I try to escape, you won't really kill me, will you?"
"Of course I will."
"We've been lovers for a long time, how can you be so heartless?" Ye Fan shook his head with a smile. He said, "I don't believe it

."
Qin Yao's figure was curvaceous, and her gauze dress outlined her devilish figure in a shapely and exquisite way. She was

extremely
seductive. She smiled very charmingly, with the beauty to bewitch all beings. She pinched Ye Fan's cheek and said, "If you really dare to escape

, I really dare to take action. You don't believe me? Try it." "Beautiful Qin, you're teasing me. If something goes wrong,

you'll bear the consequences." Ye Fan slapped her hand away. He lifted her jade-like chin.
Qin Yao breathed softly, her lips red and moist. She leaned closer and said, "You... can't..."
Her warm breath brushed against Ye Fan's ear, making his cheeks flush instantly. He laughed drunkenly, "If I can't... who

can?"
Qin Yao giggled. One hand rested on his shoulder, her delicate body almost touching his, while the other hand

lightly stroked his chest, teasingly saying, "Little brat, you're too young." Then, she pinched Ye Fan's cheek,

chuckling , "Your skin is so smooth, no wonder you're a child.
" Ye Fan didn't hold back, pinching her pink cheek in return. He said, "You beautiful woman playing with fire, I'm a normal

man..."
Qin Yao breathed sweetly, her breath hazy with drunkenness, and said, "I said you're young, so you're young. Don't interrupt,

don't even think about escaping."
"If something happens to the Old Master, would you really kill me?" Ye Fan felt a little uneasy.
"Looks like you really have been to the Hall of Immortality!" Qin Yao's eyes shone brightly as she stared at him.
Divine power surged within her hand resting on his chest.
"Please, do you think a mere cultivator from the Dao Palace Secret Realm could enter such a place? I bet you

have some powerful restrictions."
"That's good. Be good then." Qin Yao smiled alluringly again, her eyelashes long and her eyes

hazy . Her black hair flowed freely, her skin snow-white and delicate. A sweet fragrance wafted from her.
"Beautiful lady, could you please not get so close? I'm afraid I might accidentally eat you up, and then you'll come after

me ." Ye Fan teased, lifting her chin.
"You think you can eat me up…?" Qin Yao laughed, her curvaceous body

swaying . Extremely alluring.
Ye Fan chuckled, "Since that's the case, I have no more reservations. Let's go on a killing spree."
"You little brat. Trying to tease me…" Qin Yao broke free. Then she reached out and stroked his cheek. She said, "

It's more like I'm teasing you, sister." With that, she boldly kissed Ye Fan on the cheek,

then laughed and stepped back, shaking her slender fingers. She said, "Don't even think about escaping. Wait for the princess to return. Otherwise, I really

will kill you."
"I won't escape." Ye Fan came from the other side of the starry sky. His mindset couldn't be conservative. Being

teased by Qin Yao, he naturally wouldn't remain unmoved.
He reached out and embraced Qin Yao's slender and rounded waist, pulling her close. His lips pressed against her beautiful face

.
Qin Yao chuckled, her half-naked jade arm brushing against his ear and then his neck. Her breath was fragrant. She said

, "I'm teasing you, not you teasing me."
Hearing this, Ye Fan no longer held back, lowering his head to seal her bright red lips with a kiss. "Mmm!" Qin Yao's

slender and soft body writhed, swaying like a water snake, but Ye Fan's arms were like iron; the Ancient Sacred Body

was incredibly powerful. It was impossible for her to escape.
Their breaths touched, a soft moan escaping her ear…
Warm breath brushed against Ye Fan's face, her soft, fragrant breath filling his chest.
Even with his composed nature, his chest felt like it was on fire, about to burst forth.
Ye Fan and Li Xiaoman had practiced countless times in the past, so he was quite adept. He flipped his tongue, pressing his lips

tightly against her petals, sucking hard and forcing the air out.
Instantly, a tremendous suction, like an electric current, erupted from their lips, numbing their entire bodies and making

their limbs go numb.
Qin Yao's heart pounded uncontrollably, her pretty face flushed with a seductive blush, and she involuntarily narrowed her eyes. Her body was still

struggling slightly, but to Ye Fan, it seemed as if she were trembling softly. Her breasts rolled over his chest, their fullness

smoothed by his touch, the softness and heat seeping into his heart through the light gauze. If he weren't currently kissing Qin Yao, he would probably be

gasping for breath from the pleasure.
He pulled Qin Yao's slender waist tightly, and Ye Fan activated his dantian. A thin stream of air shot out from between his teeth

, sliding across Qin Yao's lips and suddenly burning her gums.
Qin Yao felt an intense, tingling sensation, yet also an indescribable comfort. Just as her heart was filled with trepidation, her body relaxed, and

Ye Fan's tongue swept across her, breaking through her defenses.
"Mmm..."
A barely audible moan escaped from her nose. Ye Fan, however, was quick-witted. Instead of immediately chasing after

Dingxiang, he retracted his red snake and began scraping his taste buds against Qin Yao's gums.
The gentle friction sent another shiver through Qin Yao, her heart fluttering and her senses reeling. Ye Fan, unhurried

, occasionally flicked his tongue, savoring the sweetness of her fragrant saliva. After a while, he finally slipped it into her mouth, letting

it linger.
Qin Yao already had some affection for him, and now, overcome with beauty, she forgot her shame, offering her delicate, smooth lilac to him for his pleasure

. The two snakes intertwined, stirring up a gentle ripple of fluid, their bodies burning

like .
In the flickering candlelight, in the quiet night, a man and a woman embraced intimately…
Ye Fan and Qin Yao's lips met, their tongues entwined, twisting and turning. Then, Ye Fan flicked his tongue, curling it up and placing it

under Qin Yao's tongue, lightly teasing the tendons.
Qin Yao's tongue was incredibly delicate and sensitive, and with her alluring physique, she immediately let out a soft moan. Ye Fan, however,

felt a surge of pleasure on his handsome face. He lightly slid his tongue across the tongue, then gently guided the jade-like fluid into his mouth, swallowed it, and instantly felt a sweet sensation in

his heart.
Passion burned like fire. Ye Fan probed deeper with his tongue, bypassing Qin Yao's delicate tip and sliding into her throat, his arms

tightening .
Qin Yao felt an unbearable urge as Ye Fan's rough tongue touched her extremely sensitive throat. She let out a soft moan and struggled free

.
But their bodies remained tightly intertwined, and she lost her balance, collapsing onto the large rosewood bed

.
"Get up, little brat, or don't blame me for being impolite," Qin Yao threatened, struggling again.
"Please. I'm telling you, beautiful lady. If you kick me off the bed now, isn't that like murder? My blood will

burn until it dries up."
"Get up!" Qin Yao's graceful body writhed like a snake, pushing Ye Fan away.
"If I really leave now, you'll definitely call me a beast afterward," Ye Fan said, his fingers gripping her slender

waist. His touch was smooth and soft.
"Get up!"
"No!"
"Get up!"
"No!"
In the battle of words and bodies, their clothes slowly disappeared, one by one fluttering in the wind. He fell to the ground.

Gasps filled the air.
Ye Fan helplessly realized that Qin Yao was on top of him, pinning him down.
"I say, beautiful Qin, it seems things have turned upside down." He gently rolled over, taking the initiative. He pinned Qin Yao beneath him

.
Qin Yao's delicate body was exquisite, her curves undulating like soft waves, her skin as smooth and alluring as goose fat,

casting a mesmerizing shadow in the candlelight.
Her incomparably beautiful face, flushed with a rosy glow, became even more alluring, causing Ye Fan's eyes to glaze over with infatuation.
However, his rationality remained completely clear.
The two lay naked before each other, the candlelight flickering, the curtains swaying gently in the night breeze, the fragrance of her body mingling with the scent of incense in the hall

, creating a captivating and enchanting atmosphere.
Having recovered from the painful kiss, Qin Yao was filled with shame and anger. Her delicate face flushed, and a light

sheen of sweat gave her body an eerie, alluring glow. Yet, her attacks were ruthless. Her body moved swiftly, her hair danced, and her palms clashed,

the sounds echoing in all directions.
The fierce battle continued, their bodies constantly shifting and intertwining in various shapes, incredibly alluring. Qin Yao's teeth occasionally

nibbled at Ye Fan's body; though it was an attack, in this context, it felt incredibly intimate and intimate.
Their words, though sharp, were also filled with endless provocation.
*Snap!*
Ye Fan's palm spun like lightning, locking Qin Yao's elbow, preventing her from attacking. He then slid down, his hand

landing on Qin Yao's shapely buttocks.
Although she controlled her strength, Qin Yao couldn't help but furrow her brows, letting out a soft moan. Her body trembled,

and she fell into Ye Fan's arms, their skin pressed together, her breasts rubbing against his strong chest.
Ye Fan's heart raced. His right hand kneaded and pushed against Qin Yao's shapely buttocks. Her pink skin was as delicate

as creamy jade, so soft that his hands felt like they were melting. From his palms, his entire body felt soft, as if he were about to fly to the clouds

.
At this moment, he could no longer restrain himself from thrusting his erect penis, the tip of which began to grind against her triangle, searching for the secret valley

. Suddenly, he felt the dew on her skin, which burned him almost to the point of ecstasy, and he gasped.
Although Qin Yao was shy, her allure had already made her subconsciously unbearable. Her secret garden was like a clear spring, rippling with waves.

Ye Fan, nourished by her beauty, rose again, teasing the base of her jade legs.
However, the struggle did not stop. Ye Fan's hands were like scissors, cutting towards Qin Yao's slender jade fingers that were pointing at him,

while his legs wrapped around Qin Yao's pair of plump jade legs to prevent that vital spot from being crushed.
A night breeze blew, brushing against Qin Yao's private parts, sending a tingling sensation from their point of contact throughout her body,

causing tiny red dots to appear on her skin. Stimulated by this, Qin Yao could no longer resist, and Ye Fan's longsword pierced through her, penetrating her

.
"Ah!"
Qin Yao let out a soft cry, like a swan's lament, her jade-like face flushing even more deeply, a mixture of coquettish anger and shyness, along with an

almost imperceptible joy, all radiating from her exquisite beauty, melting into a rich springtime aura.
Ye Fan's hands were still clasped with Qin Yao's, unable to freely caress her body, a regret he felt, but his legs

moved, and Qin Yao, like a beautiful snake, roamed within him, their points of contact experiencing varying degrees of stimulation.
Unfortunately, such entanglement made it difficult to directly penetrate her core. However, Qin Yao's vagina was extremely beautiful, sometimes wrinkled and sometimes

smooth , like a mysterious cave, exquisitely varied, and indescribably tight on the outside, binding her jade stem taut

. The intense pleasure was like a rainbow, drawing him in, his breath rising straight to his head.
Ye Fan knew that when his seminal gate opened, his whole body would tremble violently, inevitably being restrained. Although the pleasure was excruciating, he held it tightly

, daring not to reveal it. Qin Yao was equally vigilant, using a secret technique to guard her true yin, letting the waves flow and her body sweat,

not letting a single drop escape.
Therefore, Ye Fan dared not touch that exquisitely beautiful place, only swirling and teasing Qin Yao's two labia,

trying to completely subdue her. But Qin Yao was a naturally alluring demon, possessing this unique technique, and she stubbornly resisted, her soft,

willow-like arms not softening at all, continuing her fierce attacks on Ye Fan.
Ye Fan's eyes caught the splashing of water as the impact caused Qin Yao's delicate body to sway, her rounded breasts

spinning in a myriad of beautiful ways, their red buds blushing and exuding fragrance. He couldn't help but tremble slightly, taking a deep breath, yet his reason

remained intact.
They fought for over an hour, neither daring to relax for a moment, until finally, exhausted, they

stopped .
"Please, Qin, what do we look like now? We've reached this point, and you've been ruining

the atmosphere by fighting with me."
"Beast!" Qin Yao gritted her teeth.
"At least I wasn't called a beast." Ye Fan's eyes were clear as he looked at her soft body, gently sliding his dragon head out.

His hands, however, didn't release her; instead, they tightened, pulling Qin Yao into his arms, pressing her snow-white

breasts .
Qin Yao's face flushed again, but she didn't resist.
In the latter half of the night, the atmosphere was exceptionally serene, save for the gentle murmur of the spring in the pine forest, creating a tranquil and serene ambiance

.
Suddenly
, without a sound, a figure appeared in the room, the flickering candlelight illuminating her stunningly beautiful
face. Her face was like jade, clad in flowing white robes that accentuated her exquisite figure, her black hair cascading to her waist

, and her features flawless.
Upon entering the room, she immediately sensed something was amiss and felt something was off. When she glanced at the large bed, her face flushed crimson

.
"You..."
Qin Yao lowered her head, utterly ashamed. She had been assigned to guard Ye Fan, but things had unexpectedly escalated to this

point.
Ye Fan was initially embarrassed as well, but quickly regained his composure and calmly replied, "We were discussing

our life ideals."
Qin Yao felt an urge to bite him. She snatched the blanket from Ye Fan, covering her body,

and said , "I'm not finished with you!"
Yan Ruyu quickly closed her eyes, then turned around swiftly. Her white robes fluttered, and in a flash of light, she disappeared.
Ye Fan hurriedly covered his strong body with his clothes, saying, "Fine, I hope it's not over. "
"You... you took advantage of me, and you still dare to say such things." Qin Yao attacked again.
"Bang," "Bang..."
The battle between the two resumed, this time much more intense than before.
Finally, Qin Yao, unable to contain her anger, got off the bed, gathered her clothes, and turned to leave.
"The princess will kill you tomorrow!"
"I didn't go to the Hall of Immortality, so she has no reason to attack. As for us... she saw it all,

but didn't say anything. I explained that we were discussing our life ideals."
"You're such a scoundrel!" Qin Yao turned around angrily, her slender arms gleaming with a soft light as she struck at Ye Fan

.
Ye Fan was forced into a defensive stance. In close combat within the Dao Palace Secret Realm, almost no one could suppress him.
Qin Yao's stamina was ultimately depleted, unlike the vigorous energy of the Ancient Sacred Body. After a while, she was quickly

subdued by Ye Fan.
Ye Fan wasn't usually a lecherous man, but he was still intoxicated and hadn't fully satisfied himself. Now that the beauty was completely under his control

, he couldn't resist. He thrust his spear in
again. Their clothes were removed once more. Qin Yao's body went limp, unable to muster any strength. She was simply embraced by Ye Fan, his divine sword seemingly

without edge, freely roaming freely.
Ye Fan wrapped one arm around Qin Yao's back, kneading her shapely buttocks, the warmth of his fingertips piercing her heart. His other hand

explored the undulating terrain, his fingers quickly melting into her ample, white breasts, too large to grasp

.
At this moment, Ye Fan relaxed, focusing solely on the exquisite beauty of her vaginal opening, caressing, outlining, teasing, and kneading, causing her

body to tremble. Her fragrant valley flowed with moisture, soaking the soft, green flesh.
Qin Yao had lost all control, surrendering herself completely to Ye Fan. Her face flushed, her eyes sparkling, her moans

and allure captivating. Ye Fan, unable to contain his excitement, pressed harder, finding her clitoris. With a powerful thrust

, her juices flowed, splashing against the walls.
"Ah—"
Qin Yao, her body burning from Ye Fan's scalding heat, let out a soft moan, her body trembling like a sieve. Her yin essence, which she had long

since released in a great gushing out, drenching the dragon head with a spray of water that mingled with the sound of flowing water.
After two fierce battles, both were utterly exhausted. Without even extinguishing the candles, they embraced and fell into a deep sleep.
As dawn broke, Qin Yao slowly awoke, recalling what had happened. With a piercing scream, she struck Ye Fan with her palm.
Ye Fan, incredibly perceptive, immediately awoke and decisively

retaliated. Even in the midst of the battle, neither of them forgot to put on their clothes. During the fierce fight, a deafening roar shook the heavens.
"Beast!" Qin Yao turned and left, smashing the entire palace with a single blow, burying Ye Fan inside.
In the distance, the Black Emperor, enraged and howling in pain, crawled out of the rubble, his bald tail bristling,

leaping high and cursing.
"Damn it, what did I do to deserve this? I even get smashed in my sleep and end up with a bruised and swollen face,

buried alive ..."
Its dog face was long and dark as it searched for someone.
A long time later, Ye Fan emerged from the dusty ruins, coughing.
After Qin Yao had sent the three toads away, Ye Fan had a general understanding of the true nature of this incredibly sexy woman

.
Qin Yao was extremely shrewd, naturally alluring, yet extremely concerned with her image. She wouldn't let such an opportunity slip by

.
A fragrant breeze wafted through the air as Qin Yao, clad in a light gauze dress, revealed her undulating breasts, pert buttocks, slender waist, and icy skin,

exuding endless charm.
Her eyes gleamed, and her jade-like palms cut through the air as she struck towards Ye Fan. Ye Fan clearly sensed that while Qin Yao had shown murderous intent towards him when

others , now, alone with him, each of her attacks, though delivered with full force,

held no murderous intent.
A barely perceptible smile played on his lips as Ye Fan leaped forward like lightning, engaging Qin Yao in a fierce

battle, their movements as graceful as butterflies flitting among flowers.
Unsurprisingly, after a fierce fight, Ye Fan, with his invincible Ancient Sacred Body and boundless stamina,

gained the upper hand .
Taking advantage of a brief brush past her, Ye Fan leaned forward, sweeping away Qin Yao's attacking palms.

Instantly soft, fragrant flesh pressed against his chest, and the two tumbled together over the embroidered curtains, landing on Qin Yao's embroidered bed.
This was Qin Yao's boudoir, exquisitely furnished, with soft candlelight and a fragrant aroma—

a far superior environment to the palace Ye Fan had previously resided in.
The thin quilt, woven from the finest silk, was as soft as Qin Yao's skin, smooth and silky both front and back, so comfortable that Ye Fan

almost groaned. Yet, his grip remained firm, his left hand using a grappling technique to

seize Qin Yao's wrists, pinning them above her head as she lost focus and strength.
Qin Yao's cheeks flushed crimson: "You bastard, let me go!"
Ye Fan chuckled, his hand still on hers, instead pressing his lips down to kiss her

delicate, breathtakingly beautiful lips.
Qin Yao's skin was exquisite, her lips several times smoother than Li Xiaoman's. The moment Ye Fan touched them,

half his lips went numb, a sensation that reached his very core.
This time, Qin Yao gently struggled a few times before her body went limp, her lips offering a soft, yielding response, seemingly

exhausted, but both Ye Fan and she knew perfectly well what was truly happening.
Ye Fan moved his body, pressing down on Qin Yao's icy, delicate form. He felt as if he were sinking into a pool of nectar, his body going limp as if he were about to

float away . His heart raced, and his tongue invaded, teasing and roaming her mouth.
Both were skilled kissers, sometimes like two dragons playing with a pearl, sometimes like a lone phoenix seeking its mate, sometimes like a dragon exploring a cave, sometimes like a graceful

leap across water, each exploring the other's cavity, their tongues scraping against the mucous membranes, creating a soft, tinkling sound as they flowed between their lips and teeth

.
Qin Yao's hair was disheveled, her jade-like face flushed, and she was covered in fragrant sweat, occasionally letting out soft moans. Ye Fan teased her

even faster, until he himself felt somewhat aroused, before parting his lips and reluctantly withdrawing his entwined red snake,

not forgetting to take a deep sip of her fragrant nectar.
At this moment, Qin Yao's body stretched out, her eyes glazed and unfocused, unlike last time when she woke up immediately after parting her lips. This dazed state was

even more alluring and captivating. Ye Fan understood his intentions, and in a few swift movements, he

removed his and Qin Yao's clothes.
Ye Fan pulled away, turned and sat up, his right hand still holding Qin Yao's wrist, gripping her crystal-clear wrist

until it was slightly blue, while his left hand lifted Qin Yao's jade-like legs and placed them on his shoulders.
Startled by this posture, Qin Yao suddenly awoke, angrily saying, "You..."
In this position, Ye Fan couldn't easily cover her lips with his mouth or hands. After some thought, he decisively closed the distance between

them , his already erect member thrusting directly between her thighs, parting the pubic hair, and

penetrating her breasts.
With a soft cry, Qin Yao's mouth opened, speechless, as Ye Fan's forceful penetration

continued .
This seated, push-cart position, with his member perfectly aligned with her vagina, was extremely comfortable. The drawback was that the base of his member was slightly far from the entrance

, making it difficult to penetrate completely. Ye Fan was still a young man; although he possessed the Ancient Sacred Body and had consumed the secret medicine and holy spring,

his member wasn't quite that long and large. However, the act, with the candlelight flickering, revealing a scene of red flowers glistening with dew amidst the snow, and

the sight of bees making honey, brought even greater psychological pleasure.
Ye Fan gazed at the wet, slippery ground beneath the flower, the water splashing, his heart burning with desire. He then caught a glimpse of Qin Yao's jade-like breasts

, their frost-like shadows parting with each thrust, an endless, exquisite beauty. His heart surged with excitement, and the incredibly tight, burning sensation overwhelmed him,

leaving him mesmerized. He couldn't help but stare, lost in reverie.
He recalled his past encounters with Li Xiaoman, always finding that area dark, ugly, and filthy, something he didn't want to look at, and always washing

himself . He never imagined that this secluded paradise could be so beautiful…
Qin Yao, on the other hand, was extremely shy. Her jade-like face was flushed, reflecting tiny neon lights under the beads of sweat. Her red lips were

parted, and she was breathing heavily, her breath coming in soft gasps. Although Ye Fan's thrusts weren't deep, each one was a powerful, relentless

pounding, leaving her numb and unable to utter a single word. If it weren't for her strong willpower, she would have already let out a loud moan, perhaps even disturbing those outside.
Ye Fan's intense stimulation ignited Qin Yao's inner and outer parts, her clitoris burning like embers,

causing her to gush with desire. Her jade-like face flushed crimson, her lips pursed, her teeth clenched, yet she involuntarily emitted soft, whimpering breaths, spreading the pleasure throughout

the room .
Seeing Qin Yao's adorable appearance, Ye Fan's heart stirred. He vigorously lifted Qin Yao's jade-like legs, pressing them

firmly against his shoulders, and began to thrust forcefully into her flower path.
Qin Yao's inner parts were incredibly delicate and succulent, their beauty beyond description. Ye Fan's unrestrained thrusting created

a powerful, whale-like suction force, as if trying to grind Ye Fan's member into silk.
Ye Fan was being pounded on all sides, his head being sucked in, gasping for breath in pleasure, his chest pounding. He lifted his long spear,

plucked it through the dense folds, found that fatal spot, and thrust upwards with tremendous force, each stroke like

thunder and raging fire.
"Ah!"
Qin Yao, who had never experienced such a storm of favor, cried out softly, a few tears streaming down her face, leaving streaks on her

jade-like skin. Seeing this, Ye Fan felt a pang of pity, slowing his pace and becoming gentle again

.
Qin Yao possessed a peerless treasure—a complexion of peaks and valleys—extremely sensitive within. If subjected to a sudden, forceful thrust from his unyielding ancient body

, she would be unable to withstand it. But when Ye Fan was gentle, she was indescribably beautiful. Her beautiful eyes gazed

at him, misty and alluring, her face flushed with a shy, unspoken expression. Her cheeks, like rosy jade, radiated a captivating fragrance, making her utterly

irresistible .
Ye Fan felt a contraction inside, as if a thousand threads of love were binding him. A warm, sweet

sensation, rising from his lower body, reached his heart and spread throughout his body, bringing unparalleled pleasure. He couldn't help but let out a soft sigh, knowing that he was about to

burst forth. He quickly thrust harder, plunging through the countless ravines and pressing against the heart of the jade flower.

He released his right hand, which had been holding Qin Yao's hands, and gently caressed her snowy mound with his orchid-like hand. Then he took a pillow and placed it

under Qin Yao's upturned buttocks, making the union of male and female even more intimate and allowing him to attack with greater force.
Qin Yao let out a soft moan, her alluring eyes darting about, her delicate brows furrowed, her cheeks glistening with fragrant sweat, her plump, snowy body trembling

incessantly, her vulva shaking wildly. Ye Fan, too, was breathing heavily, his mind blank, his soul seemingly adrift

...
Finally, with a soft "pop," white fluid shot out, and at the same time, a surge of heat burst forth, an

unparalleled pleasure exploding within her vagina, making their souls seem to shatter into countless pieces, spinning in a spiraling

space, flying in all directions...
Ye Fan was pressed tightly against her head, his penis grinding against her snowy mound, his right hand already grasping her breast, numb and weak with

pleasure, both sides experiencing exquisite sensations, unable to stop ejaculating for a long time.
After a long while, the two, panting, finally separated, and the fluid slowly flowed from between their snowy mounds.

Despite grabbed a handkerchief from the bedside, carefully wiped herself, tossed the handkerchief into the corner, and collapsed back down,

her delicate eyes still open. She glanced at Ye Fan, her gaze shifting between joy, anger, and resentment, yet remaining unreadable.
Ye Fan lay back for a moment, then turned around, shifted his position, and, taking a deep breath, leaned closer, pulling Qin Yao into

his arms. He smiled and said, "Fairy Qin..."
Qin Yao gently struggled, biting her lip, and cursed, "Beast!"
Ye Fan chuckled, "Looks like the beautiful Qin won't let me leave..." As he spoke, he tightened his grip on Qin Yao's waist

and kissed her again.
However, both were exhausted from their previous encounter, so this time it wasn't as intense. Ye Fan merely lightly touched Qin Yao's

petals , feeling her warmth, while his left hand circled around her body, exploring her breasts and groping her flesh,

wantonly caressing her.
Qin Yao blushed, about to speak, but

was kissed, appearing weak and powerless, unable to struggle. Her hair moved without wind, brushing against Ye Fan's ears, cheeks, neck, and shoulders, arousing his desire

.
"This pretty vixen is not only beautiful, but her skills and lust are also top-notch..." Ye Fan thought to

himself . He wanted to leave now, fearing that Hei Huang Tu Fei would find out at dawn, but he was captivated by the beauty and ultimately softened

.
At this moment, Ye Fan's once-softened sword became powerful again, teasing all the way to the triangle between Qin Yao's legs.

Qin Yao's cheeks burned with embarrassment, and her lips involuntarily warmed, yet she couldn't help but let out a trickle of moisture. This was understandable; as a beautiful

demon , naturally alluring, and possessing a rare and sensitive body after transforming into human form, it was no surprise. If she relied on her cultivation techniques, she

could still resist, but after fighting Ye Fan for so long, she was utterly exhausted, both physically and mentally.
Ye Fan, moistened by the flower dew, surged again, and with a powerful thrust of his waist, broke through his defenses once more. His current youthful physique

was similar to Qin Yao's height; their lips met, and their lower bodies joined.
Qin Yao let out a low "woo-woo" sound, involuntarily pressing her delicate body against Ye Fan. Her large breasts

pressed against the young man's fair yet muscular chest, forming jade plates, their nipples and manhood meeting, a current of pleasure coursing through them

, a blissful sensation that brought both of them immense joy.
For Ye Fan, this was the most intense pleasure he had ever experienced in his life; he had never tasted such exquisite beauty before.

Although he had just been aroused, he couldn't resist the allure of the tight, lush, and verdant vaginal walls, nor could he resist

the exquisite fragrance emanating from Qin Yao's mouth. He immediately began to draw her in, thrusting forcefully downwards, ignoring the profuse sweat pouring down his face.
If his penis weren't so thin, Ye Fan would have loved to go straight for the entrance, but he knew that

such a renowned vagina was extremely tight, and without breaking it, conception would be very difficult. He didn't want to leave any burdens,

so he didn't dwell on it.
When the penis isn't long enough, it's best not to go straight in; instead, teasing and grinding are preferable. Ye Fan had previously enjoyed thrusting with both hands

, but now he switched to grinding, using his waist to power, his penis relentlessly grinding against the tender vulva, creating endless ripples

.
Ye Fan kneaded Qin Yao's inner cleavage like dough,

creating a myriad of sensations in every spot, making her feel numb and lightheaded all over. Her breath came in soft moans, and her lips responded with increasing heat,

even actively slipping her tongue into Ye Fan's mouth.
Ye Fan was overjoyed, pinching Qin Yao's plump buttocks, feeling their silky smoothness. He pressed his chest against her

jade-like her whole body was melting, a beauty surpassing even that of an immortal.
Having fought once before, Ye Fan lasted even longer this time, withdrawing his longsword and teasing the entrance to her peach blossom cave,

playing with her four small lips. The famous "Layered Peaks and Verdant Greenery" clitoris was sensitive, not as sensitive as the "Flounder Kiss," but

still superior to that of ordinary women like Li Xiaoman. Qin Yao trembled like a leaf, her eyes filled with seductive allure, her buttocks shaking like snow, and her legs stiff as arrows.
At this moment, both of them felt somewhat suffocated. Although demons could breathe through their chakras, and Ye Fan, with his Ancient Sacred Body,

could hold his breath for a long time, this was different from usual; his endurance had greatly diminished, forcing him to part his lips.
Seeing Qin Yao's jade-like cheeks flushed crimson, Ye Fan was moved and leaned in for several passionate kisses. Qin Yao blushed and

turned her face away, but Ye Fan seized the opportunity to cover her face, flipping her over so that their embrace had instantly transformed into a man-on-top

position.
Ye Fan licked his lips, still retaining the sweet scent of demonic saliva, and leaned in again, kissing her

passionately, their tongues swaying, interacting intimately within her. His Ruyi Hammer technique once more penetrated, striking and pounding, relentlessly cutting into her tender flesh.
Qin Yao's jade-like hands, now outstretched, seemed unsure where to place them, trembling softly as she tightly embraced

Ye Fan.
Ye Fan felt the gripping force behind him, his desire burning even brighter. He pressed tightly against the vaginal wall, thrusting hard, grinding against that most beautiful

and sensitive spot. Enveloped and sucked by the wet silk, he could no longer bear it, and a thin stream of fluid flowed out.
Qin Yao, burned by the intense heat of the sun, trembled violently. She pulled her head away with a cry, returning the favor with

a moment of ecstasy. Her sensitive constitution, having suppressed ecstasy for so long, erupted in an instant, causing her to faint.
When she woke up, she felt a tingling sensation in her lower body. She saw Ye Fan had just used a silk handkerchief to wipe her clean, but he had

also taken the opportunity to grope her quite a bit. She was immediately embarrassed. Ye Fan, however, had already brought his cheek close, his hot breath on her jade-like face, and

chuckled mischievously, "Fairy Qin, am I beautiful?"
Qin Yao, still half-asleep and unsettled, blurted out, "Beautiful… I’m dying…" The words had barely

left her lips when she blushed crimson to the roots of her neck, utterly ashamed.
She cursed, "You bastard!" and punched Ye Fan in the chest. Ye Fan took the punch, feeling a tightness in his chest, before pulling her back, saying, "We can continue fighting tomorrow. We're

tired now, let's get some sleep first…" He then took the clothes the two of them had taken off, casually

squeezed Qin Yao's light gauze dress, tossed it to her, and then dressed himself.
Those two talkative fools would definitely come in to investigate tomorrow, so Ye Fan naturally prepared in advance.
Seeing Qin Yao hesitate to put on her clothes, Ye Fan pounced on her again, helping her pull them up, naturally taking

advantage of the situation . Once finished, Ye Fan pulled Qin Yao into his arms, kissing her cheeks and even her slender neck

, before they finally fell asleep in each other's arms.
With a beauty in his arms, Ye Fan slept soundly but remained extremely alert. If Qin Yao woke up in the morning and struck him hard, breaking his

bones with a single blow, that would be truly a miracle. As soon as a sliver of sunlight pierced through, Ye Fan became clear-headed, only squinting, waiting for Qin Yao to

wake .
Sure enough, not long after, a jade-like palm struck down with a sharp cry, a stark contrast to her languid demeanor that evening, devoid of

any lingering affection. A fierce battle ensued, the wind whistling through the air.
Hearing footsteps approaching, the battle intensified. Qin Yao unleashed a flurry of palm strikes, shattering the palace into flying bricks and stones, causing

it to collapse with a deafening roar.
The unlucky black dog, who had just rushed in, was buried alive.
"Damn it, I wasn't drunk today! This definitely isn't an earthquake!" the big black dog cursed, struggling to

crawl out of the rubble
. Tu Fei, also covered in dust and dirt, had been buried underneath, cursing incessantly as he climbed out.
At that moment, the giant fireball rose, and Ye Fan stood bathed in the rosy light, radiating a brilliant glow. He said, "Let's go

, let's get out of here quickly."
This time, they successfully left the small world. Even after they had gone quite a distance, Tu Fei was still cursing, "You

beast...
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