[Fantasy] Cultivation and Desire for a Slave Wife (Complete) - 13-15

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Chapter 31

The escape light no longer lingered, infiltrating the Celestial Realm and heading straight for the Moon Palace.

The number of divine cultivators was extremely small. Along the way, the vast Celestial Realm was deserted, a stark contrast to the clamor of the mortal world and the Blood Prison. Not to mention the scenes of cultivators killing and fighting each other, not even a single living creature could be seen. Mountains upon mountains, rivers upon rivers, ancient trees casting slanting shadows, springs and rocks silent—the scenery was beautiful, yet it had a deathly atmosphere.

The Moon Palace was located in the northeast of the Celestial Realm. Upon arriving at its location, I couldn't see any trace of the palace. Concealing its presence, I searched carefully for two days before discovering that the Moon Palace hung high in the sky, hidden in the clouds, difficult to detect, and protected by restrictions that separated the inside from the outside, making infiltration difficult.

I also have some knowledge of restrictive formations. I once infiltrated Zhaoling to ambush Li Shimin, so Guanghan Palace shouldn't be able to stop me either. However, nothing is absolute. Last time, I failed in the Sea of Passion, and my whereabouts were exposed by Liuyu. I'm still wary of that, and I don't want to risk infiltrating for the time being. Once bitten, twice shy.

But the power of this Cold Moon Goddess may not be inferior to that of the Six Desires Demon Lord, and she has captured Zihan as a hostage. I can't just force my way in and confront her head-on. Therefore, I can only wait outside Guanghan Palace and act according to the situation. Even if the Cold Moon Goddess won't leave her lair easily, her cultivators can't stay in Guanghan Palace forever.

After guarding for over ten days, a palace maid finally stepped out of the Guanghan Palace gates. I immediately followed her stealthily, only to see her stroll leisurely, collecting morning dew and evening glow from among the flowers, by the stream, amidst the clouds, and under the rainbow. She then lightly carried the collected items in a cloud basket and returned. Taking advantage of her unpreparedness, I secretly cast a spell to freeze her. The maid was instantly stunned, dazed, and confused. I then separated a wisp of my divine sense and planted it into the maid's primordial spirit, casually releasing the spell. The maid, completely unaware of what had happened, continued walking into the Guanghan Palace.

The technique of planting a divine sense seed within a cultivator's primordial spirit is the infamous and extremely vicious Soul Seed. Once a Soul Seed is planted, the cultivator becomes the slave of the caster, who is called the Soul Master. The cultivator under the spell is naturally the Soul Slave. The Soul Master can access all the Soul Slave's thoughts and memories. The Soul Slave cannot resist, nor does it wish to resist the Soul Master. Even if the Soul Master orders the Soul Slave to die, the Soul Slave will carry out the command without hesitation.

Although I had learned similar spells before, their power was far inferior to that of the Soul Seed. After meeting the Seven Emotions Demon Lord, we verified each other's paths and imparted all our knowledge to one another, which is how I mastered this supreme evil technique.

The palace maid was also a divine cultivator with exceptional talent and considerable magical power, but her Soul Seed was too strange and secretive. She was unaware of her own abnormality and had no idea that she had become a Soul Slave. However, as the Soul Master, I could see everything within her sight. Through her eyes, I could clearly see the array formations, restrictions, and layout of the Guanghan Palace.

After the palace maid, the Soul Slave, entered the Guanghan Palace, she did not stop and went straight to the inner palace. Along the way, she did not encounter any other male or female cultivators. The entire Guanghan Palace was ornately decorated and resplendent, yet it was like a dead city, completely silent. This clearly shows how few divine cultivators there were.

Upon entering the inner palace, Soul Slave finally encountered the other three palace maids, all possessing the aloof and arrogant air unique to divine cultivators. Seeing Soul Slave arrive, they bowed respectfully and said, "Lady Xiji, His Majesty requests that you see her immediately upon your return."

Soul Slave Xiji nodded without speaking, and walked along the long corridor inwards.

At the end of the corridor stood a grand hall a hundred feet high. Through Soul Slave Xiji's eyes, I saw a pure gold statue enshrined inside, sixty-four feet tall, gleaming brightly and extremely magnificent. It seemed to be the Cold Moon Divine Emperor himself. Looking closer, I saw that this Divine Emperor had delicate, exquisitely beautiful eyebrows, bright, starry eyes, a straight nose, and thin, moist lips—truly captivating. Although divine cultivators, both men and women, were generally extremely handsome, the Cold Moon Divine Emperor's appearance far exceeded my expectations.

After admiring the woman's face, one naturally looks at her breasts. The statue's breasts are extremely full, the flesh almost bursting out, round and plump—my favorite breast shape. The alluring cleavage between the two peaks is enough to bury any hero in the world.

Below the soft breasts is a slender waist that could be grasped with one hand. Although it is a statue, it outlines a perfect curve, arousing endless fantasies... Lowering my gaze, I looked expectantly at the statue's waist and hips. Upon seeing it, I couldn't help but feel my blood boil. The statue's skirt was actually lifted up, exposing the secret source of the Cold Moon God Emperor's peach blossoms. The vulva was exquisitely sculpted, extremely realistic. The thick pubic hair was neatly trimmed, the labia minora were half-open, and the clitoris was slightly erect. The most strange thing was that more than a dozen streams of clear spring water were gushing out of the statue's vulva, as if the Cold Moon God Emperor was urinating with his legs spread!

As the saying goes, when a beautiful woman urinates, a rogue howls. How could I not look?

But upon closer inspection, I couldn't help but feel a surge of anger. At each of the dozen or so streams of clear spring water, there was a lotus platform, and on each platform, a naked female cultivator was catching the spring water with her mouth open, so not a drop of water was spilled on the ground. The lower parts of these female cultivators were all inserted with hollow bamboo sections to guide the spring water they drank into the ground and prevent their bellies from bursting.

These female cultivators were all peerless beauties, yet they were forced into various lewd and obscene poses, receiving the urine of the Cold Moon God Emperor statue. Unable to move or close their mouths, they had clearly been refined into magical artifacts. Moreover, they were alive, built onto lotus platforms, fused with the entire Guanghan Palace, forever immobile. As long as a cultivator's primordial spirit is undying, they are immortal; they can only endure humiliation and loneliness, never to be reborn… I carefully counted; there were twelve stunning female cultivators in this palace—one each of human, ghost, demon, immortal, Buddha, and demon races. There were no female cultivators of the divine race. But thinking about it, it makes sense; the divine race is small, and the Cold Moon God Emperor wouldn't sacrifice the lives of his own people unless absolutely necessary.

But this Cold Moon God Emperor actually used living cultivators to decorate the palace and arrange the scenery—his malicious intent was truly rare and unheard of!

I couldn't help but shake my head and sigh inwardly. The Seven Emotions and Six Desires Demon Lords had countless tricks for manipulating men, while this Cold Moon God Emperor's methods for manipulating women were extraordinary. They were truly evenly matched, each excelling in their own way! In the eyes of the strong, the weak were no different from ants, killed or played with at will. Therefore, strength was the foundation of everything!

The Soul Slave Xi Ji continued forward, arriving outside a palace. She knelt on one knee and said softly, "Your Majesty, Xi Ji has returned. The morning dew and evening glow you requested have been collected."

The palace gate slowly opened, and a faint female voice came out: "You wanton hussy, come in."

This voice was like heavenly music, its allure no less than that of Daji. Though lacking Daji's coquettishness, it possessed a cool, frosty quality, a unique charm and allure!

Xi Ji rose and entered the palace. I remained secretly on guard, lest the Cold Moon God Emperor see through the Soul Seed Secret Technique. However, the demonic arts transmitted by the Seven Emotions Demon Lord were incredibly bizarre. The Cold Moon God Emperor was completely unaware that his subordinates were being used, and Xi Ji was also oblivious to the strange phenomena in her body.

Through the eyes of the Soul Slave Xi Ji, I finally saw the Cold Moon God Emperor's true face. This powerful god's skin was as white as frost and snow, his eyebrows and hair were a pale blue, like ancient ice, his starry eyes were dazzling, and his lips were red and his teeth white—he was even more beautiful than the golden statue. Moreover, his aura of authority, emanating from his high position, was far beyond what a statue could match.

But I no longer had the energy to pay attention to the Cold Moon God Emperor's aura, because there was a more attractive sight for me: this powerful god was completely naked!

The Cold Moon Goddess sat cross-legged on a low table, her round, plump breasts mounding, their areolas large and deep red, a seductive allure contrasting beautifully against her snow-white skin. Her two delicate nipples were slightly erect, truly a sight to behold. Her slender waist was graceful, and her long, jade-like legs were spread wide below her navel, revealing her budding vulva, igniting a burning desire

within. Two female slaves knelt on the ground, one on each side, licking the Cold Moon Goddess's jade feet. These two women were also naked, their large, snow-white buttocks raised high, swaying gently from time to time, exuding an unbearable lewdness. Glistening fluids seeped from their crotches, clearly indicating that under the Cold Moon Goddess's influence, they had already been aroused.

Seeing Xi Ji enter, the Cold Moon Goddess gestured, and Xi Ji, her face slightly flushed with shyness, slowly removed all her clothing, kneeling before the Cold Moon Goddess, and softly pleaded, "Your Majesty, please grant this humble servant permission to lick your jade vulva."

The Cold Moon God Emperor chuckled and said, "You slut, lick it well and clean it for me. If you don't lick it well, I'll make you climax repeatedly, experiencing nine orgasms!"

Xi Ji looked up and said, "Your Majesty, rest assured, I will serve you with all my heart."

As soon as she finished speaking, she lowered her head and covered the Cold Moon God Emperor's labia with her cherry lips, as if kissing him, licking lightly a few times. Then she extended her fragrant tongue and licked up and down along the folds of flesh. After a while, she began to suck on his clitoris, making sucking sounds. The Cold Moon God Emperor looked up and sighed, clearly extremely happy, experiencing ecstasy.

The two female slaves who were licking his feet also licked even more diligently, opening their small mouths to suck on the Cold Moon God Emperor's beautiful toes, their fragrant tongues darting between his toes, licking incessantly. Although the Cold Moon God Emperor's jade feet were delicate and white, without a speck of dirt, the two female slaves still carefully cleaned and served him, obsequiously catering to the Cold Moon God Emperor.

One master and three servants, four stunningly beautiful women, all stripped naked like lambs, their eight large breasts swaying back and forth, their slender waists twisting, their snow-white legs spread wide, their lewd laughter and moans filling the air. Though it was a charade, their revelry was boundless, arousing the blood and making it impossible to resist.

The Cold Moon God Emperor was extremely pleased, chuckling lewdly, "Xi'er, Lian'er, Yue'er, you three sluts have improved your tongues! I'll definitely teach you a lesson later!"

As he spoke, the Cold Moon God Emperor's delicate body trembled slightly, her round breasts swaying gently, the white flesh rippling in circles, appearing extremely alluring.

The female slave Lianji, who was licking Hanyue's feet, spat out Hanyue's toes and pressed Hanyue's jade feet against her full, soft breasts, gently squeezing them with her flesh. She laughed, "Your Majesty, Lianji wants..." Hanyue stretched out her fair hand, cupped Lianji's chin, and teased, "You little slut, I won't give them to you! I love seeing you wanting to be wanton but unable to!"

Another female slave, Yueji, who was licking feet, also began to massage Hanyue's jade feet with her breasts, pressing her nipples against the soles of Hanyue's feet and gently shaking her large breasts. Her nipples drew circles on the soles of Hanyue's feet. Yueji looked up and laughed, "Your Majesty, why don't you let Yu'er serve you too? She can lick your anus. If we serve you together, you'll also..." "Let's have some fun..." Han Yue raised her eyebrows, her blue hair swaying gently, and said in a low voice, "That slut doesn't know what's good for her. I still need to teach her a lesson!"

Xi Ji raised her head, inserted her index and middle fingers into Han Yue's tender orifice, and began to gently probe, carefully saying, "Your Majesty, Yu Nu has been in my Guanghan Palace for less than a hundred years. She hasn't yet given up her desires for heartless and ungrateful men in this world. Naturally, she's not as obedient to Your Majesty as we are. As long as Your Majesty uses both rewards and punishments on her, she will eventually be devoted to Your Majesty."

Han Yue thought for a moment, then raised a jade foot and stepped on Lian Ji's face. Lian Ji immediately rubbed her pink face against Han Yue's jade foot. Han Yue's taming of these female slaves... Han Yue was extremely satisfied and said softly, "After I demoted Yu Nu to a mare, did she have any complaints? Is she still hung up on her former husband?"

Lian Ji rubbed her face against Han Yue's feet as she replied, "No, after Yu Nu angered Your Majesty, she was filled with remorse. She didn't express any resentment towards Your Majesty, but instead kept berating herself for being useless and failing to serve you properly."

Han Yue chuckled and said, "She really said that?"

Xi Ji hurriedly replied, "Absolutely! Now that Yu Nu is a mare, she keeps saying she wants to repay Your Majesty with her life."

Han Yue said, "Then Lian'er, go and bring her up. I want to ride this mare and see if she is truly loyal and dutiful!"

Lian Ji went to lead the mare up. "Your Majesty," Yue Ji said, "if Yu Nu serves well, please forgive her for her disrespect and don't make her a mare anymore, okay?"

Han Yue reached out and grasped Yue Ji's snowy breasts, kneading them wantonly, and said indifferently, "Let's talk about it after she serves well."

After a while, Lian Ji led a mare back. The mare had crawled in on all fours, and was also naked. It had a bit in its mouth with ropes tied to both ends, which were pulled behind its head to fix the bit to the mare's head. The excess rope extended into two reins, obviously for controlling the mare. The mare had a thin belt around its waist with two stirrups hanging down from it for its master to ride.

The mare's udders were extremely large. Because she had crawled in on all fours, these two plump breasts hung down on her chest like stalactites in a cave, swaying constantly with her body, appearing utterly lewd. Her snow-white buttocks also twisted and turned, revealing glimpses of her vulva.

Seeing this scene, I felt no lust; instead, a sense of sorrow and pity welled up within me, for this mare was Zihan.

Finally seeing Zihan, a myriad of emotions surged within me, and I could no longer suppress my feelings. I tried my best to conceal my presence, carefully bypassing the layers of restrictions, and quietly sneaked into the Guanghan Palace. Although it was somewhat risky, I couldn't care less. Fortunately, the Soul Slave Xiji had scouted out the path for me, and from her memories, I had also deciphered some of the restrictions, greatly increasing my chances of successfully infiltrating.

While stealthily moving forward, I kept an eye on the movements inside the Cold Moon Palace. If the Cold Moon God Emperor discovered me, I could respond in time. I wasn't afraid of a direct confrontation, but the fact that Zi Han was in the hands of this God Emperor made me very wary, and I dared not go all out.

Inside the palace, Han Yue pulled on Zi Han's reins and asked softly, "Mare, still dare to be stubborn?"

Zi Han's mouth was gagged with a chewing iron, so she couldn't speak, but she shook her head repeatedly to show her obedience. Han Yue said, "You slut, you only become tamed after being whipped every day. Hmph, let me ride you around a couple of times. If you dare to kick up again, I'll brand you with the animal mark!"

Upon hearing this, Zi Han couldn't help but tremble slightly. Han Yue straddled Zi Han's back, her jade feet stepping on the stirrups, and tightened the reins with her left hand. Zi Han was forced to raise her head. Han Yue made a gesture with her right hand, summoning a magic weapon shaped like a horsewhip, and made a light 'snap' sound. Zi Han hurriedly crawled forward, her movements extremely skilled, just like a real mare. It was clear that she had been trained countless times. Xi Ji and the other two women hurriedly followed, staying by her side without leaving her.

Emperor Hanyue rode Zihan out of the palace, galloping back and forth across the main hall. Hanyue laughed, "Mare, you're much more docile now! Hmph, if you had known to obey, you wouldn't have suffered so much!"

Zihan, with a metal chewing iron in her mouth, couldn't speak. But she dared not disobey, letting out a neigh as a reply.

Hanyue pulled the reins with her left hand and lightly lashed Zihan's buttocks twice with her right whip. The two "snap" sounds left two red marks on Zihan's snow-white buttocks. Zihan let out a mournful neigh and involuntarily sped up, running three laps around the main hall. She was already drenched in sweat, her delicate body shimmering and incredibly alluring in the candlelight.

Ascending the beautiful mare, Han Yue felt a surge of pride. Pointing her whip at the female cultivator's magical artifact on the lotus platform, she roared, "Mare, if you dare to be disloyal again, I will refine you into a magical artifact too, ensuring you are never reincarnated! These lowly creatures are the examples!"

Zi Han had long witnessed the tragic fate of these female cultivators' magical artifacts. Hearing Han Yue's words, she shuddered and ran even more cautiously, fearing a fate worse than death.

After circling the main hall once more, Han Yue suddenly yanked the reins. Zi Han, caught off guard, reared up involuntarily, almost indistinguishable from a real mare. Her large breasts swayed wildly, appearing utterly lewd. Despite Zi Han's violent movements, Han Yue kept her feet firmly planted in the stirrups, her snow-white thighs gripping Zi Han's slender waist, riding steadily on Zi Han's back like an emperor reigning over the world, commanding the most robust steed in the world.

After Zihan regained her footing, Hanyue said, "You mare, don't move! I want to play with your slutty tits!"

Zihan remained frozen on all fours. Hanyue leaned down, her round, plump breasts pressing against Zihan's back, but she reached out to grope her breasts. Seeing this, I couldn't help but curse inwardly, "You slutty dog! You clearly have a pair of big tits yourself, yet you still want to play with my wife! Just wait, I'll get my revenge with interest sooner or later!"

Bypassing layers of restrictions, I made my way towards the main hall, silently praying, "Brother Lieyang, it's not that I want to take advantage of my friend's wife; it's just that she took my wife first and must return what she took! Besides, you died at the hands of this harlot, so avenging you is still a meritorious act."

When I first learned of Emperor Lieyang's death, I wanted to avenge him. Now that I have the opportunity, I must fulfill my promise, but I will choose the method myself... This kind of sensual revenge is much more interesting than killing!

Han Yue lay on Zi Han's back, constantly kneading Zi Han's breasts, pulling and tugging at her nipples, or slapping her breasts. Zi Han, constantly consumed by lust, naturally couldn't withstand such teasing; her nipples involuntarily hardened, and her genitals began to secrete fluid. Han Yue bit Zi Han's earlobe and chuckled, "You mare, are you in heat? Don't you want me to play with your cunt?"

Zi Han, already terrified by Han Yue's torment, hurriedly nodded. Han Yue chuckled again, pressing her fingertips forcefully into Zi Han's breast flesh, then climbed off Zi Han's back and said to Lian Ji, "Hang the mare up; I'm going to have some fun with her cunt today!"

Lian Ji summoned her rope magic weapon. Binding Zihan's wrists and ankles, she was hoisted up in a spread-eagle position, her delicate body parallel to the ground. The Cold Moon God Emperor walked between Zihan's legs and laughed, "Already wet, what a lewd and wanton woman! In the past, she was played with by those stinky men, what a waste of her talent!" With a casual flick

of his finger, Zihan's buttocks and labia automatically parted. With one hand, he pressed and rubbed Zihan's clitoris, while with the other hand, he dug and probed into Zihan's vagina, stimulating her delicate body to tremble. It turned out that Hanyue's finger technique was not only exquisite, but he also used magic power in his hands, playing with Zihan to the point of death. Although she couldn't make a sound because she had chewed iron, she shook her head desperately, her long hair flying and swinging behind her head, clearly unable to bear the itching from her crotch.

Han Yue played with Zi Han wantonly, and Zi Han gradually reached her climax. However, Han Yue stopped at the crucial moment, leaving Zi Han hanging in limbo, extremely distressed, and tears involuntarily streamed down her face. Han Yue turned to Yue Ji and said, "Bring me the snow peony juice."

Yue Ji agreed and turned to leave. Zi Han began to struggle violently, looking back at Han Yue with pleading eyes, clearly knowing the effects of the snow peony. Han Yue snorted, took the riding whip, and lashed Zi Han's buttocks several times. This was not the Seven Emotions and Six Desires Whip used to arouse lust, but a magic weapon used to tame horses. The whips hurt deep into the bone, but did not damage the skin, only leaving red marks. Zi Han let out a few mournful cries and dared not struggle anymore.

After a moment, Yueji returned, holding a jade bottle, and handed it to Hanyue. Hanyue pulled out the stopper, used a water-controlling spell to force the snow peony juice into Zihan's anus, and then flicked her finger. Zihan's anus immediately closed and tightened, and the snow peony juice could no longer flow out.

I was secretly furious. The snow peony was originally a detoxifying elixir, but after entering the stomach, it would produce a strong urge to defecate. Zihan was bound to lose control of her bowels. Although cultivators do not eat grains and have less waste in their stomachs, under the effect of the snow peony, even if she only urinated clear water, it would still take her half a day to defecate. This Hanyue Divine Emperor was truly despicable for humiliating Zihan like this!

I gradually approached the main hall, preparing to ambush the Hanyue Divine Emperor. If the sneak attack succeeded, I would first force the Hanyue Divine Emperor to eat two catties of snow peony, making this wretched woman lose control of her bowels and suffer excruciating pain before I was satisfied!

After a moment, a gurgling sound came from Zihan's lower abdomen, clearly indicating that the effects of the Snow Peony were taking hold. However, Zihan's anus was sealed by the Cold Moon God Emperor's magic, preventing the turbid air from escaping. It churned and churned inside her intestines, causing Zihan extreme discomfort. Her thighs began to twitch, and she let out a muffled groan. Cold Moon grabbed Zihan's hair, forcing her to tilt her head back, and laughed, "Wife, this doesn't feel good, does it?"

Zihan couldn't speak, only pleading with her eyes. Cold Moon removed the chewing iron from Zihan's mouth, and Zihan gasped, "Your Majesty, this wife is suffering terribly, please spare this wife!"

Cold Moon said, "Not yet, you'll have to endure it!"

As she spoke, Cold Moon circled back between Zihan's legs and continued to probe her tender orifice.

Unlike the pure pleasure she felt before, Zi Han's anus was churning with agony, while her tender orifice was experiencing intense pleasure and an overwhelming urge to ejaculate. These two contrasting sensations simultaneously flooded her mind, pushing Zi Han to the brink of collapse. She threw her head back and let out a long, drawn-out moan.

As the Cold Moon God Emperor's fingers dug and prodded violently, Zi Han's moans grew increasingly louder: "...Your Majesty...it hurts so much...my stomach hurts so much...I'm going to ejaculate...please have mercy..." Because the urge to defecate in her lower abdomen could not be released, the flesh inside her tender orifice became sensitive and contracted. Zi Han involuntarily clenched the Cold Moon God Emperor's fingers, her delicate body swaying with the movements of those wicked fingertips.

Seeing Zi Han gradually becoming aroused, the Cold Moon God Emperor seized the opportunity to vigorously probe and dig at Zi Han's cervix. Zi Han immediately let out a howl like a bitch, and a large gush of fluid gushed from her vagina. The Cold Moon God Emperor reached out and pinched Zi Han's clitoris, gently twisting it. Zi Han trembled and said, "...Your Majesty...not there...I need to pee..." The Cold Moon God Emperor wantonly twisted Zi Han's most sensitive spot, laughing, "You slut, I'm going to make you pee!"

After a few strokes, Zi Han's eyes rolled back, and she strained her limbs, straightening the ropes. Her uterus trembled incessantly, and a large gush of vaginal fluid gushed out along with her vaginal fluid. The Cold Moon God Emperor covered his mouth and chuckled, "You slut, you're really enjoying peeing!"

Zi Han's afterglow of orgasm had not yet subsided, and her chest heaved rapidly. She was unable to speak. Han Yue didn't care. She took a double-headed magical artifact, inserted one end into her crotch, and the other end into Zi Han's vagina. Zi Han couldn't help but shake her head violently, letting out a wail and kicking her limbs wildly. Han Yue raised her whip and lashed Zi Han's buttocks several times. Only when Zi Han felt the pain did she stop struggling.

It turned out that the two heads of the artifact were not made alike. The head that Han Yue was using was not thick and was extremely smooth, while the head that Zi Han was using was surprisingly thick and long, and covered with bumps and protrusions. Obviously, this was not a fair contest, but a one-sided abuse. Moreover, Han Yue's strength far surpassed Zi Han's. In this close-quarters 'hand-to-hand combat,' Zi Han was bound to be utterly defeated.

Han Yue's crotch pressed against Zi Han's crotch. With a slight movement of Han Yue's waist, both women groaned simultaneously. Their movements quickened, their moans growing louder. Han Yue laughed lewdly, "You slut, is it good?"

Zi Han gasped, "Yes..." Han Yue asked, "Compared to a man's penis, which is better?"

Zi Han replied, "Your Majesty's fucking is better..." Han Yue countered, "And compared to your former husband?"

Zi Han gritted her teeth and remained silent. Han Yue flew into a rage, raising her whip and lashing Zi Han's back dozens of times, causing her to scream in agony. The fake penis continued to thrust rapidly in and out of Zi Han's vagina, driving her to a daze, her juices flowing freely, her cries of pain incessant. Han Yue pressed her again, demanding... "You slut, do you enjoy being fucked by me or by your husband?"

Zi Han cried silently. Lian Ji, Yue Ji, and Xi Ji advised at the same time, "Yu Nu, quickly beg for mercy, lest His Majesty be angry. After your husband escaped the calamity, he doesn't care about you at all. He spends his days philandering and having a good time. Men are all heartless. Can't you see that?"

Zi Han shook her head and remained silent. Han Yue said angrily, "This slut doesn't know what's good for her. You don't need to persuade her anymore. Let me teach her a lesson and see if she still dares to be stubborn!"

As she spoke, Han Yue thrust rapidly with the fake penis, reached her hands to Zi Han's chest, and grasped and rubbed her breasts. Zi Han's desire gradually ignited.

Han Yue's hips swayed more and more rapidly, and Zi Han's moans grew louder and louder. Han Yue looked down at Zi Han's jade-like back, a slight sneer on her face. She suddenly twisted Zi Han's nipple, while the fake penis slammed heavily into Zi Han's uterus. Zi Han cried out, being forcefully brought to orgasm again. Han Yue was still not satisfied. She took a few steps back, her jade finger pointing lightly, and Zi Han's anus suddenly burst open, gushing out the pent-up filth.

Zi Han couldn't close her anus, and loud farts and runny stools rushed out. Zi Han was filled with shame and tears streamed down her face. Han Yue, however, wore a mocking expression, extremely pleased with herself. Xi Ji cast a water spell, washing away the filth from Zi Han's buttocks and the ground.

The Cold Moon God Emperor walked up to Zi Han and said softly, "You slut, it seems you still can't forget men. You can continue being a mare. I'll forgive you when you realize your mistake and forget men!"

Zi Han didn't answer and lowered her head to sob.

Finally, having bypassed all the restrictive formations and infiltrated the main hall, I could no longer contain my rage. I unleashed a powerful palm strike at Han Yue. Even with Han Yue's lightning-fast reflexes, she had no time to parry and hastily ducked, using a lazy roll to dodge the deadly attack.

Had it not been for the immense power of the Chaos Treasure, and my fear of accidentally injuring Zi Han, how could Han Yue have so easily avoided this blow with just my bare hands?

Strike while the iron is hot, before Han Yue could even stand up, I raised my right palm and brought it down on her head. Han Yue had no chance to retaliate, and her palm struck back. Our palms met, and I staggered back four or five steps. Han Yue was also sent flying several feet. Zi Han and the three female slaves were stunned, unsure what to do.

I felt a slight chill in my palm. Looking down, I was shocked to find my right hand frozen solid. The cold air surged up my arm, slowly freezing my elbow, and continued to rise. This spell was incredibly vicious!

Han Yue stood up and shouted, "Ye Lingxuan, how dare you cause trouble in Guanghan Palace?"

Zi Han kicked and screamed, "Your Majesty, please cure his cold poison! I will serve you for all eternity and never dare to disobey again!"

Han Yue sneered, "Dream on! I'll let you watch him turn into an ice sculpture and sever all your hopes!"

I said, "Han Yue, we have no enmity. As long as you hand over the antidote, I will leave immediately, and we'll never cross paths again!"

Han Yue sneered, "Heh, you don't even want your wife anymore? Men in the world are truly heartless and fickle, not a single one is good." "You wretch! Zihan, look at yourself! Your man is such a coward! Do you still love him?"

Zihan glanced at me, lowered her head, and whispered, "Your Majesty, whether he loves me or not, please let him go. I will serve you forever, and I will never have a second thought!"

I looked at Zihan and whispered, "Zihan, I'm sorry, I will always love you. Go and beg His Majesty the Divine Emperor for an antidote, and we can be husband and wife again in the next life."

Hanyue said, "Dream on! Today, you'll never return!"

Zihan hurriedly said, "Your Majesty, please have mercy..." Her words were earnest and heartbreaking.

Seeing how Zihan treated me, I was secretly moved. Since I had pretended to be lowly and shameless, she still treated me with true affection. Naturally, I would never care about her past. With a wife like this, what more could a husband ask for?

He reached out his left hand, snapped the ropes binding Zihan, and pulled her into his arms. Zihan looked at his right arm, which was almost frozen to her shoulder, and said anxiously, "Your Majesty, if you don't save him, I'll die right in front of you!"

Hanyue snorted coldly and ignored him.

I couldn't help but laugh loudly, shouting, "They say women have long hair but short wits, and the ancients were right! A few lies and you women are all fooled. Why don't you all give me a baby!"

Han Yue Divine Emperor and Zi Han were both stunned, bewildered. I sneered, circulating my magic power, and the cold poison was immediately suppressed and forced out of my body after a moment. I said calmly, "A mere trick, how could it possibly harm me? Han Yue Divine Emperor, you are far too naive!"

Before Han Yue could speak, Zi Han screamed hysterically, "After a thousand years apart, you lie to me the moment you appear! Do you have no conscience at all..." I bent down and silenced her complaints with my words. Han Yue, enraged, struck with a palm, summoning the Four Symbols Cauldron, which repelled Han Yue. I looked up and sneered, "The title of Heavenly Realm Divine Emperor is quite grand, but in my eyes, it's nothing special!"

Zi Han stared blankly. Undeterred, she struggled fiercely in my arms. I lowered my head and said, "You lied to me first, didn't you!"

Zihan shouted, "Bullshit! When did I lie to you?"

I said, "I told you not to leave the Heavenly Palace of Lust, you promised me, but did you keep your word?"

Zihan thrashed her hands, "I don't care! You lied to me, you bastard!"

I said, "I'll deal with you later!" I

turned to look at Hanyue and laughed, "You played with my wife, so I'll play with you. First, carry my wife around twice, then spread her legs and let me fuck you. After that, you'll serve in my Lustful Sect for a hundred years, and then we'll be even. What does the Divine Emperor think?"

Zihan quietly tugged at my Taoist robe, clearly very worried, but I ignored her and stared at the Divine Emperor Hanyue. The Heavenly Emperor had never suffered such humiliation and anger. His jade face turned purple, his eyebrows stood on end, and he couldn't speak for a long time.

I said, "Say something! If you don't agree, I can send you into reincarnation immediately. Although it's a loss, I can accept it!"

Han Yue gritted her teeth and cursed, "If I don't extract your marrow and refine your soul today, you won't know how powerful I am!"

As she spoke, she summoned her supreme treasure, the Panli Wangyue Blade, and slashed down.

Han Yue's attack had already incorporated the power of the Guanghan Palace's origin. I retaliated by sending Zi Han a hundred feet away, and used the Four Symbols Cauldron to block the blade. We clashed head-on, and with a loud 'bang,' the entire Guanghan Palace trembled. My vision went black. This Han Yue God Emperor's magical power was incredibly profound, not inferior to Lei Zhangqi!

This single strike pressed me into the ground, sinking me up to my knees, but Han Yue wasn't much better off. She was thrown back more than a hundred feet, her jade-like breasts trembling, panting heavily, her face flushed, clearly struggling.

Having tested Han Yue's strength, I felt more confident. Although she was a gifted divine being who had absorbed a portion of the power of the Blazing Sun God Emperor, she was not invincible. While Han Yue was powerful, she only knew how to fight head-on and lacked any adaptability. She was like a spoiled young lady, detached from worldly affairs and inflexible.

The Six Desires Demon Lord had secretly given me some information about Han Yue. Han Yue was willful, capricious, and unreasonable, and had a penchant for playing with mirrors. Blazing Sun had always known this but had never complained and had always indulged her. However, they disagreed on the issue of the continuation of the divine race. Blazing Sun insisted that the divine race should intermarry with other races to achieve the goal of reproduction, while Han Yue worried that the divine race would be assimilated by other races.

In the past, Lieyang was extremely accommodating to Hanyue, but this time, when it came to the continuation of their race, he refused to budge an inch. Hanyue was furious, and a fierce argument ensued. Lieyang accidentally hit Hanyue and immediately apologized. However, Hanyue declared that she would never forgive Lieyang unless he offered her a Chaos Treasure as compensation. At that time, even the Four Symbols Cauldron had not yet appeared, clearly indicating that Lieyang was being deliberately made difficult. As a result, the two did not reconcile for thousands of years.

After the Four Symbols Cauldron appeared, both Lieyang and Hanyue learned of it. Hanyue deliberately declared that if she did not obtain the Four Symbols Cauldron within three months, she would never forgive Lieyang. Therefore, Lieyang eagerly came to me, hoping to borrow the Chaos Treasure. At that time, my magical power was insufficient, and I could not accurately predict the excavation time of the Seven Star Rings. I even wanted Lieyang to retrieve the Seven Star Rings himself, but Lieyang feared that traveling to the South Sea would exceed the deadline, so he attempted to seize the Four Symbols Cauldron. In the end, he was injured by the combined forces of the Three Kings of the Underworld.

Lieyang returned to the Heavenly Realm empty-handed, but Hanyue remained relentless, offering sarcastic remarks. Lieyang, injured and irritable, argued fiercely with Hanyue. In a fit of rage, Hanyue accidentally killed him. However, she had little affection for Lieyang to begin with and didn't care much. Instead, without a husband and less control, she felt even more free.

Born into nobility and pampered by Lieyang, Hanyue always felt entitled to be spoiled. Any slight disobedience would trigger a huge outburst. Such a woman shouldn't be indulged; instead, her pride and arrogance must be thoroughly crushed, making her realize her worthlessness. Just as Wu Zetian, who manipulated Li Zhi, became arrogant after being thoroughly subdued, Hanyue, the Divine Emperor, likely shared this same stubborn temperament.

Using the Four Symbols Cauldron for a direct assault and employing Yin-Yang incarnations for sneak attacks, this strategy was invincible, quickly subduing the Divine Emperor Hanyue. However, I had overlooked one thing, which caused an unexpected twist to this journey!

The Yin-Yang incarnation sealed Han Yue's meridians, and the true body immediately punched Han Yue twice in the lower abdomen. "I don't hit women, but goddesses are an exception," the true body thought. Han Yue, having taken two heavy blows, immediately bent over, curled into a ball, and collapsed to the ground convulsing. Zi Han and the three female slaves, completely unprepared for the God Emperor's defeat, were utterly dumbfounded.

The true body bent down, grabbed Han Yue's blue hair, lifted her up, and laughed, "I am not the Blazing Sun God Emperor; I don't know how to cherish women!"

Han Yue opened her mouth to say something, but before she could, her head was slammed onto the ground with a loud 'bang,' shattering the floor and startling Zi Han and the others.

The Yin incarnation kicked Han Yue, sending her flying before she crashed heavily to the floor. As a powerful being of the divine race, Han Yue's body was incredibly strong; she only felt pain but wasn't seriously injured by the blows. Gritting her teeth, she said, "Ye Lingxuan, you're ruthless! No one has ever dared to treat me like this!"

The Yang incarnation picked up the double-headed imposter, walked to Han Yue's side, and laughed, "There's always a first time!"

With his left hand, he spread Han Yue's legs, and with his right hand, he shoved the thick end of the imposter into her vagina, forcefully twisting it at an angle. With a 'snap,' the imposter broke in two. Han Yue screamed, crying, "I'll kill you! Remember that!"

I rarely treat women so roughly, but when it comes to bullying Zi Han, there's no room for negotiation!

Yang's avatar grabbed Han Yue's ankle, lifted her upside down, and said, "Bitch, obediently serve me and Zi Han, and I'll release you after a hundred years!"

Han Yue suddenly began to laugh maniacally, screaming, "Ye Lingxuan, don't dream! Your wife is under my Blood God Curse! With a thought, she'll be annihilated!"

I was shocked. My true self immediately rushed to Zi Han's side and carefully examined her body. Sure enough, I found a faint blood-red light flowing within her primordial spirit, clearly a spell similar to a soul seed, extremely difficult for outsiders to break. Yang's avatar hurriedly said, "Release the spell, and I'll spare your life!"

Han Yue She sneered, "Do you think I'm an idiot?!"

I said, "Then what do you want?"

Han Yue smiled maliciously and said coldly, "If you want me to release that bitch, you have to hand over the Four Symbols Cauldron and the Primordial Scripture, and release your own primordial spirit so that I can plant the Blood God Curse and make you my divine slave!" The

primordial spirits of cultivators below the Unity of Heaven and Man realm are weak. Strong cultivators can plant spell catalysts such as soul seeds and Blood God Curses at any time. However, since we are all experts in the Unity of Heaven and Man realm, our primordial spirits are extremely powerful and cannot be controlled at will. Otherwise, I would have directly planted the soul seed in Han Yue's primordial spirit, and she would naturally release Zi Han.

The Cold Moon God Emperor sneered, "I'll count to three. If you don't do as I say, I'll kill your wife! One..." Zi Han said, "Never mind her! If I die, you avenge me!"

Hearing this, I was overcome with anger and shouted, "Bullshit! Do you think that's possible?"

The Cold Moon God Emperor shouted indifferently, "Two!"

His voice, which was originally like heavenly music, became extremely vicious, like a death knell, pressing down on my heart!

Chapter 32

A calm opponent is certainly difficult to deal with, but a crazy opponent is even more terrifying, because no one knows what a madman will do!

If today's opponent were Tathagata, Rain Flag Bearer, Seven Emotions, Six Desires, etc., the situation wouldn't be too bad. After all, with everyone having their own concerns, we could make promises and negotiate with them. But if it were Daji, it would be hard to say. That crazy woman is capable of anything. She's the kind of person who would rather die than be rich. There's nothing to discuss. If we want to deal with Daji, we can't break ties with her. We have to use a soft knife to kill her.

But this Cold Moon Goddess is all brawn and no brains, and she's already driven mad with rage. Soft tactics won't work, and the possibility of peace talks is slim. But what other path is there besides peace talks? We can only try anything, even if it's a dead horse.

Yang Avatar said, "Cold Moon, even if you kill Zi Han, it won't harm me much, but you'll be buried with her. Isn't that a waste?"

Cold Moon sneered, "I'll make you suffer for the rest of your life!"

Yang Avatar said, "Men are all heartless and ungrateful, and I happen to be a man! If she dies, I'll be lucky to suffer for a year. There are countless harlots and noble ladies in the world. Do I have to worry about not having women?"

The real body secretly transmitted a message to Zi Han, "I was just kidding her. Don't take it seriously."

Zi Han glanced at me sideways, not saying a word, her eyes full of resentment. She obviously knew something about what I had done over the years.

Han Yue sneered, "If you really didn't care about her, you wouldn't be wasting your breath talking to me! You can't fool me!"

Hearing her say this, I gradually calmed down. She hadn't activated the Blood God Curse within Zi Han, clearly knowing her own life was at stake. As long as she wasn't foolish enough to fight to the death, there was still room for negotiation.

However, in Han Yue's eyes, Zi Han was merely a lowly mare. She probably felt that it wasn't worth it for a dignified Heavenly Emperor to perish alongside a mare. Moreover, the person she truly wanted to kill was me. If it came to dying together with me, she probably wouldn't hesitate.

Yang Huashen nodded and said, "I do care about her, but I can't sacrifice myself for her. Let's each take a step back. I'll release you, and you release her, how about that?"

Han Yue gritted her teeth and said, "You came to my door to humiliate me, and now you want to make a big deal out of it and let it go? Is there such a cheap deal in the world?"

Yang Huashen said, "You slept with my wife, so you deserve a beating. If you're not happy, you can beat me up too, as long as you release Zi Han, I won't fight back, how about that?"

Han Yue said, "Pah! You stinking man, you don't deserve to be beaten by me! Kneel down and beg me, and maybe I'll consider releasing your wife! You humiliated me, and I'll humiliate you tenfold, a hundredfold!"

The saying goes, "A scholar can be killed but not humiliated." If it were for my own sake, I would naturally rather die than submit, but I absolutely cannot gamble with Zi Han's life. If I don't let this young lady of the Divine Emperor vent her anger, I'm afraid she might really take Zi Han down with her.

Yang Hua knelt down, saying calmly, "Han Yue, please release Zi Han!"

Inwardly, he cursed: You slut! You whore! Even if you can't get up from the ground, I'll still be taller than you even kneeling! You dare make me kneel before you? Sooner or later I'll make you lick my ass!

Zi Han wept, "A man's knees are worth gold, why must you..."

The true form said calmly, "You've suffered so much for me, can't I suffer a little for you?"

Han Yue laughed smugly, "Weren't you so powerful? You still had to kneel and beg me!"

The avatar coldly said, "I've already given you face. If you dare to push your luck again, don't blame me for being impolite!"

Han Yue angrily retorted, "You still dare to be stubborn?"

Although Han Yue remained defiant, the mad anger in her eyes had gradually disappeared after I knelt. I knew Zi Han's life should be saved, but if I kept giving in, Han Yue would likely become arrogant again. Then she would definitely use Zi Han's safety to blackmail me, and things would become troublesome.

The saying goes, "Give a stick, then a sweet date," a combination of soft and hard tactics is the way to negotiate. Now it's time to teach her a lesson.

Yang Huashen roared, "If you dare harm Zihan, I'll seal your magic power, throw you into a brothel in the mortal world to be a prostitute, and let men play with you as they please. The Heavenly Emperor isn't cheap; I'll charge you a copper coin for each time. Don't worry, in my hands, you won't have a chance to disperse your soul. I want you to take in a hundred men every day, all the dirtiest and ugliest, and then go to the Blood Prison and the Primordial World to find those perverted male demons and monsters to play with you. These races have good reproductive abilities; maybe you'll soon be able to have children!"

Hanyue trembled and said, "Ye..." "Ling Xuan, you dare! I will kill you!"

Yang Huashen said calmly, "I truly dare not now, but if anything happens to Zihan, then it's hard to say!"

He secretly sent the Soul Slave Xiji out to persuade him, "Your Majesty, what good is such a lose-lose situation? It would be better for both of us to back down, to make things convenient for each other."

Han Yue stared at Yang Huashen, "Ye Ling Xuan, what if I release your wife, and you use another poisonous trick to assassinate me?"

I said, "A true man's word is as good as a mountain; how can he go back on his word? Besides, you and I can make a vow to restrain each other!"

Han Yue thought for a moment and said, "Then listen carefully. You have insulted me too much. I cannot let this go. Only by handing over the Chaos Treasure and doing me a favor, will I release your wife!"

I said, "The Four Symbols Cauldron is my means of survival. I cannot give it to you. As for what you want me to do, tell me first. What if you ask me to scatter my soul? Do you expect me to comply?"

Han Yue said, "No! You must offer me a divine object to appease my hatred! I will not ask you to scatter your soul. You die..." " What does immortality have to do with me?"

I asked. "Then what is it?"

Han Yue said, "A divine artifact is about to be unearthed from Tianshan. You must seize it for me, and then have Daji serve me in bed for a month. In return, I will release your wife. You possess the Primordial Scripture, which allows you to sense the Ten Great Chaos Treasures. And Daji is your old lover, so naturally she will be completely obedient to you. These two things are not difficult for you."

The two conditions proposed by the Cold Moon God Emperor were extremely harsh, and I was immediately overwhelmed. Have the Demon King Daji serve the God Emperor Han Yue in bed? Is that even possible? I had an affair with the Demon Lord Seven Emotions and Six Desires, which had nothing to do with Daji, yet she chopped off my penis, and it still aches faintly. If I were to ask her to serve me in bed, I probably wouldn't even be able to keep my testicles...

Just thinking about it makes my hair stand on end! But this mad fox's charm is undeniable; even the Cold Moon God Emperor is drooling over her. She's truly a womanizer, successful in everything!

As for the Chaos Treasure, only a fool wouldn't want it. But going to Tianshan is definitely out of the question; I might really lose my life there. For now, the only option is to take Hanyue to retrieve the Seven Star Ring. I've also arranged to meet Daji and the others in the South Sea. Hanyue can talk to Daji herself then; I don't have the guts to pimp for that mad fox.

Although Hanyue, the Divine Emperor, is asking for an exorbitant price, I can certainly negotiate. After all, both of these matters are extremely difficult. If I let her demand such a huge sum, I'm afraid I won't even have bones left!

He said, "I can lead you to seize a Chaos Treasure, but not to Tianshan. Instead, we'll go to another dangerous place. Whether you succeed depends on your own abilities. Also, Daji and I are just friends. At most, I can introduce you; I can't directly command her to do anything. So, I can only do my best to fulfill your conditions."

Han Yue remained expressionless and said calmly, "That's your problem! If you can't do it, I won't release your wife! However, we can swear an oath to each other: I won't kill your wife, and you won't try to ambush or harm her. When you accomplish these two things for me, I will return a beautiful wife to you!"

There was no better way than to wait and see.

After thinking for a moment, I said, "You must never humiliate Zihan again, or I will repay you tenfold, a hundredfold!"

Han Yue sneered, "Heh, I didn't expect that you, this womanizing playboy, could actually have a moment of devotion! Very well, I'll grant your wish. You can release my seal now, right?"

Yang Hua Shen nodded, made a hand seal, and Han Yue was freed. She leaped up from the ground and struck Yang Hua Shen with a backhand, shouting, "This is the interest!"

This sneak attack was as fast as lightning, originally difficult to dodge, but last time I was attacked by the Six Desires Demon Lord... Fortunately, this time she was prepared. She dodged to the side with a quick movement. Han Yue shouted, "It's your honor to be hit by me, how dare you dodge?"

Yang Hua Shen teased, "Get to the point, don't fight! Your fancy but weak punches hurt a lot. Wouldn't I be a fool not to dodge?"

Han Yue was furious and relentlessly pursued Yang Hua Shen. Although she was thinking about the divine object and Da Ji and didn't use any fatal moves, Yang Hua Shen alone was no match for this God Emperor. The main body and Yin Hua Shen immediately rushed to help. They lost the opportunity to launch a sneak attack and couldn't use their full power. It took hundreds of moves to subdue Han Yue.

Han Yue, her hands bound behind her back, remained unperturbed and said calmly, "Ye Lingxuan, I didn't realize you could cultivate a primordial spirit incarnation. You must be invincible within the Zhou Tian realm, right?"

I shook my head, smiling without saying a word. Han Yue snorted coldly and said, "Excessive modesty makes you seem hypocritical!"

I looked at Han Yue and said seriously, "My shaking my head isn't modesty. Listen to me carefully, it's 'invincible within the Zhou Tian realm,' not 'should be invincible within the Zhou Tian realm.' You added two extra words!"

Han Yue's face flushed red, and she couldn't speak. After a long while, she squeezed out two words through gritted teeth: "Arrogant!"

I said, "Whether you're arrogant or not doesn't matter. Winning against you is enough! You better behave yourself. If you dare to cause trouble again, I'll spank you until your butt is swollen!"

Han Yue's eyelids twitched, and she stopped talking. I tried to release her hands, and she stopped attacking, but her stubbornness remained, as if she was still unwilling to accept defeat.

Ignoring Han Yue, the main body and the Yin-Yang avatar walked to Zi Han's side. Zi Han was stunned and speechless. In the previous panic, Zi Han hadn't paid attention to the Yin-Yang avatar, but now that she had calmed down, she was at a loss in front of it.

I said, "It's just an avatar, you'll get used to it eventually."

Zi Han said, "I feel like I'm so far away from you!"

I didn't know what to say. The main body hugged Zi Han and smelled her faint fragrance, feeling intoxicated. I said softly, "Zi Han, I'm sorry."

Zi Han sobbed softly, tears streaming down her face like a broken string of pearls. The main body still held Zi Han tightly. The Yin avatar took out a handkerchief and wiped away Zi Han's tears. Zi Han was a little uncomfortable and snatched the handkerchief to wipe her tears herself. The Yang avatar kept an eye on Han Yue, afraid that she would suddenly go crazy.

Zihan sobbed, "Why didn't you come looking for me after you escaped your tribulation?"

I replied, "I've been looking for you, but I couldn't find your whereabouts."

Just as Zihan was about to speak, Hanyue coldly said, "Hmph, Fellow Daoist Ye, do you think everyone else is a fool? With your divination abilities, you're probably among the top three cultivators in the Zhou Tian realm. Finding this… Zihan, wouldn't that be a piece of cake?"

Neither my main body nor my Yin incarnation turned around, while my Yang incarnation shouted, "What business is it of yours what we, a married couple, say?"

Hanyue retorted, "Men are fickle and heartless; I was afraid Zihan would be fooled!"

Ignoring the young lady and the pretty widow's hysteria, I softly said to Zihan, "You possess immense fortune. I couldn't find your whereabouts, and it took me a lot of trouble to find you here."

Zihan remained silent for a long time before saying, "Fortune? I see!"

I knew Zihan was extremely averse to the concept of fortune and didn't want to dwell on it any longer. At this point, the main body pressed its lips to Zihan's cherry lips, desperately demanding a kiss. Hanyue couldn't help but shout, "This is my Guanghan Palace, not your place for indecent teachings. Don't be so arrogant."

Hearing this, Zihan trembled slightly, seemingly uneasy, and reached out to push the main body away, but the main body ignored her, still holding Zihan and kissing her passionately. The Yin incarnation turned around and stood side by side with the Yang incarnation, saying calmly, "I have a favor to ask of you, and you have a favor to ask of me. We are barely allies, so it's best to be polite to each other! Of course, I will definitely do what I promised to do for you."

Hanyue had nowhere to vent his anger, so he pulled Xiji over, pressed her head down to his crotch, and shouted, "Lick!"

At the same time, he shouted to Lianji and Yueji, "Come and lick my feet!"

The four beautiful women's bodies twisted together, their breasts heaving, their buttocks undulating, their white thighs intertwined, and lust flowed unrestrainedly in the hall.

I had already dressed Zihan. Watching Hanyue revel unrestrainedly, I sneered slightly, too lazy to care whether her anger had been vented. I took Zihan's hand and slowly walked to the outer palace of Guanghan Palace, softly saying, "After I settle a few old matters, let's retire together."

Zihan remained silent for a long while before finally speaking, "You... have become so strong. Even Hanyue God Emperor can't defeat you. I don't know how to face you anymore."

I said, "Regardless of strength, I am still your husband. What's there to be ashamed of?"

Zihan said, "I don't know. You feel... so unfamiliar."

In that instant, a sense of fear gripped him, and he quickly grabbed Zihan's hand: "You can't feel like a stranger, there shouldn't be any distance between us!"

Zihan nodded: "Maybe I'm just not used to it yet..."

There are many ways to coax a woman, but right now, he needed to use the shameless one!

Lifting Zihan's face, I chuckled, "Then you'll have to get used to it quickly. Come on, call me 'Good Husband' three times to get a feel for it!"

Zihan's jade-like face flushed red, and she seemed a little shy, "What time is it? Still so indecent!"

I persisted, "I don't care! You have to call me! Come on, call me

'Good Husband'!" Zihan sighed helplessly and whispered, "Good Husband!"

I deliberately said, "No, I can't hear you!"

Zihan raised her voice and called out again, "Good Husband!"

"No sincerity!"

"Good Husband!"

"Be more affectionate, call me in a sweet and coquettish way, the kind that makes my bones melt!"

"Go to hell! How can you be so shameless!"

Jokes are the best way to close the distance. There are too many unavoidable things between Zihan and me, but now is not the best time to resolve them. I didn't mention those confidantes either. I just used jokes to break the deadlock for now, and we'll untie the knots in our hearts one by one in the future.

As I chatted with Zihan, I recounted the adventures and joys I had experienced over the years. Zihan gradually became more talkative, asking for details, laughing at happy moments and crying at sad ones. The distance between us was slowly disappearing; a long-lost affection between us was being reborn. Holding Zihan's slender waist, the feeling of security dispelled the loneliness that had lingered in my heart.

As we talked, Zihan suddenly said casually, "Over the years, you've met quite a few female companions, haven't you?"

I was speechless for a moment, unsure what to say. Zihan replied casually, "It's okay for men to be a little flirtatious; I won't be jealous!"

I sighed softly, "That's like protesting too much!"

Zihan retorted, "Even Wang Er next door didn't steal!"

I understood Zihan's experiences; she knew about my romantic encounters. We must both feel a little uncomfortable, but love still bound us together. I couldn't lose her, and she couldn't live without me. We could only be tolerant of each other. Fortunately, the lifespan of cultivators... Life is extremely long, and one day in the future, we will surely forget some things…

Walking back to the main hall side by side with Zihan, Lianji was already hanging upside down, her jade legs spread wide apart. Hanyue was riding Xiji, using a horsewhip to whip Lianji's tender orifice, while Yueji was massaging Hanyue's shoulders and back. Hanyue raised her fair wrist, and the horsewhip, with a whooshing sound, struck Lianji's orifice, making a soft 'snap' sound. Lustful fluids splashed out, and Lianji's delicate body trembled violently, but she dared not cry out, only gritting her teeth and enduring it. Fortunately, the horsewhip was also a magical weapon, only causing pain but not injury, otherwise, how could her tender orifice have remained intact?

The three women, Lianji, Xiji, and Yueji, were constantly helping Zihan. I wanted to help them out, so I pretended to be nonchalant and said, "Showing coquettish anger while smashing flowers to hit people. What a refined taste the Divine Emperor has!"

(Note 1) Han Yue coldly said, "I don't care about your business, and you shouldn't interfere in mine! Get lost!"

I chuckled and said, "What an ancient and barbaric training method! It's chaotic, utterly lacking in creativity, and a real eyesore."

Han Yue snorted, "Nobody's asking you to see it!"

I nodded and said, "Indeed, clumsy training techniques are best kept hidden to avoid becoming a laughingstock!"

Han Yue grabbed Xi Ji's hair, spurred her to rush in front of me, and coldly said, "I've been playing with women my whole life, what makes you think I'm clumsy?"

I smiled faintly, "If you could really make a woman happy, would you need me to find Daji for you? You could conquer her yourself, couldn't you? You little hussy, you're no good at fighting, and you're no good at playing with women either!"

Han Yue retorted, "If you're so capable, let's see who's better! What's the use of just talking without doing anything?"

I said, "How do you want to compete?"

Han Yue said, "Let's compete to see who can make a woman reach orgasm first!"

I said: "No, I don't have any female slaves, we can't compete!"

Han Yue said, "Why don't you just play with your wife!"

I said, "No, Zi Han is my heart and soul, she can't become a tool for this contest!"

Han Yue sneered, "You want me to give you my female slaves? Don't dream about it!"

I said, "That's unnecessary, I can't do anything to betray Zi Han! Actually, bedroom arts are nothing more than verbal charm, tongue skills, finger techniques, and the four key points of hardness, heat, thickness, and length of the penis. It's very simple to compete, just pick one of them and we'll see who's the real deal."

Han Yue pondered without speaking, and I said, "Of course, you're clumsy with words, even cursing is a problem, so naturally you can't say sweet words. I'm not interested in kissing you to compete in tongue skills, or licking each other to compete in oral skills. Besides, you're lacking something down there, you're born with a deficiency, so we can only compete in finger techniques."

These words were barbed and veiled, and Han Yue's face turned pale and then red, unable to utter a word. I wasn't in a hurry, standing quietly to the side, smiling without saying a word.

After a while, Han Yue finally caught her breath: "Alright! Let's have a

finger-finger contest!" I said, "Wait! There has to be a wager, right?"

Han Yue gritted her teeth and said, "What do you want to bet on?"

I said, "Whoever loses doesn't touch a woman for three months, dare you?"

Han Yue thought for a moment and said, "Alright! I'll bet with you!"

I nodded and said, "In that case, I'll throw out a brick to get the jade, first showing off my foolishness, and then you can appreciate the unparalleled lewd skills of our Divine Emperor!"

I casually made a grabbing motion and picked up a few pieces of pebbles from the floor, which were broken off during the previous fight, and now I could use them to show off.

Holding nine pebbles in my hand, just as I was about to unleash my finger technique, Han Yue suddenly said coldly, "I've long heard that Ye Lingxuan is fond of chivalry and tenderness, and it's certainly true! My female slaves have nothing to do with you, yet you're willing to stand up for them!"

I was slightly taken aback, not expecting Han Yue to see through my thoughts. It seems this Divine Emperor isn't entirely without guile.

Hearing Han Yue's words, Lian Ji, Xi Ji, and Yue Ji all stared at me blankly, their eyes filled with gratitude and confusion, which made me a little embarrassed. I coughed twice to cover my awkwardness and smiled, "If the Divine Emperor doesn't dare to gamble, then let's drop this matter!"

As the saying goes, it's better to provoke than to invite; I'm not worried that this proud young lady and pretty widow won't take the bait.

Han Yue snorted coldly and said, "Who said I wouldn't dare? I'm just afraid you'll lose too badly!"

She held up nine pebbles in her palm, letting Han Yue and Zi Han see them clearly. Then, with a flick of her fingers, the nine pebbles began to spin in her hand. Her fingers moved in and out, making the pebbles spin faster and faster, scattering everywhere. But each time a pebble was about to fly out of her palm, it was intercepted by her fingers. She didn't use any magic to force it; she simply used her finger strength to hold the scattering pebbles in place.

After a moment, she stopped, and then presented the pebbles to the women. Yue Ji boldly said, "This is nothing special. Mortals can play tricks much better than you!"

I nodded, blew lightly, and stone dust scattered everywhere. In my palm remained nine smooth, gleaming pebbles.

As the saying goes, the layman sees the spectacle, while the expert sees the details. Zihan and Lianji couldn't figure it out, but Hanyue could definitely see the trick. These stones weren't just casually smoothed out; rather, the original cracks inside the nine stones were found, and they were allowed to shatter on their own. If one used divine sense and magic power, any cultivator could do it, but the essence of this technique is to avoid using divine sense to scan or magic power to cut.

Finding the enemy's weakness and letting them defeat themselves is the essence of this move! Once mastered, even with divine sense restricted and magic power exhausted, one can still defeat the enemy. Moreover, this move is also applicable to bedroom arts!

Han Yue's eyebrows furrowed, and she said, word by word, "Grinding an iron pestle into a needle! The secret of the Sea of Passion!"

I was slightly taken aback, not expecting Han Yue Divine Emperor to have such keen insight. After I mastered this move, I had integrated it with my own understanding of the Great Dao, making it vastly different from the original move, but she still saw through it at a glance!

Different men have different stamina, but they all have the most sensitive areas that are easily aroused. This move is specifically designed to find an opening, tease a man's weak points, and at the same time, try to arouse his desire, disrupting his balance from the outside in. No matter how strong your body is, you can't withstand more than a few rounds of this! That day, Qi Qing defeated three penises with his tongue and fingers, forcing three bodies to ejaculate at the same time, which was done using this move.

Han Yue said indifferently, "Ye Lingxuan, you really know how to deal with women. Those two sluts, Qi Qing and Liu Yu, actually passed on this supreme lewd skill to you! Hmph! Back then, how many vigorous men died from exhaustion under this move of grinding an iron pestle into a needle? Now you've extended and modified this move, clearly targeting women's tender vulvas and anuses. Your intention is truly lewd and vicious!"

I said indifferently, "Your Majesty has good eyesight! I admire you! I admire you! I would like Your Majesty to show us your skills and broaden our horizons!"

Han Yue snorted coldly, "I have no interest in these romantic matters!"

I deliberately sighed softly, "Alas! You cannot touch women for three months! What a pity!"

Xi Ji, Yue Ji, and Lian Ji's eyes lit up, and they secretly breathed a sigh of relief. Finally, they wouldn't be humiliated and abused by that female lewd demon anymore, but they dared not show the slightest joy on their faces.

Zi Han whispered, "She's already given up before the match even started?"

I nodded subtly. Han Yue, seeing that I had used my "grinding an iron rod into a needle" technique, knew she was no match and stopped trying.

Although this Divine Emperor lacked the talent to lead an army independently, she wasn't stupid. Her eyesight was exceptionally sharp, and her knowledge was vast. If she hadn't been so spoiled, she would have been a formidable opponent. But she gave me the impression of those纨绔子弟 (spoiled brats), skilled in horse racing and dog fighting, and adept at writing erotic poetry. It wasn't that she lacked talent and intelligence, but rather that she hadn't used them properly. When faced with a real crisis, she would only fly into a rage and be completely at a loss.

Han Yue didn't want to dwell on the defeat and changed the subject, saying, "You said that Tianshan is dangerous and not conducive to obtaining treasures, so where should we go?"

I said, "Bilan Island in the South Sea."

Han Yue said, "The Seven Star Ring?"

I nodded.

Han Yue was practically drooling over the Chaos Treasure and immediately pressed, "When will the Seven Star Ring be unearthed?"

I replied, "About two and a half months."

Han Yue exclaimed, "Then let's go now!"

I said, "It'll only take two months at most to get there from here, no need to rush, right?"

Han Yue said, enunciating each word clearly, "I said let's leave immediately, did you understand?"

I shrugged, indicating I didn't care. Han Yue summoned Xi Ji and the other two women and instructed them, "While I'm away from the palace, you should..." "Activate all the protective formations to prevent any enemies from taking advantage of the situation."

The three women nodded in agreement. I couldn't help but sneer inwardly: "This Divine Emperor once sneaked into the Sea of Passion to abduct people. It turns out she's afraid of others raiding her lair. Even thieves have to be wary of other thieves!"

Before leaving, Han Yue insisted on taking Zi Han with her. Everyone knew her intentions: to use this to control me and force me to help her seize the treasure. I was also worried about leaving Zi Han in the Guanghan Palace, fearing that another enemy might come to abduct people, which would inevitably cause trouble!

Han Yue summoned an Ice Phoenix Jade Carriage, grabbed Zi Han's hand, and said with a forced smile: "Fellow Daoist Ye, it's best if your wife stays by my side until you accomplish those two things!"

As she spoke, she forcefully pulled Zi Han onto the carriage. The two ice phoenixes flapped their wings together and left the Guanghan Palace, heading straight for the South Sea. I had no choice but to set up my escape light and follow.

I secretly resolved to break the Blood God Curse, no matter the means. The trip to the South Sea was already extremely dangerous; I could use it to put pressure on Han Yue and break this final shackle! Thinking about it, I felt a pang of guilt. These years of running around had worn my legs out. After the South Sea trip, I would definitely take a good rest and enjoy a few years of peace!

Nothing happened along the way. We arrived at the Endless South Sea. Looking out, the blue waves stretched endlessly, and water birds flew among the soft clouds. I felt refreshed and relaxed. But then a discordant voice rang out. Someone shouted, "Is that Han Yue, the Divine Emperor, ahead?"

I turned around and saw a fat, ugly demon cultivator rushing towards us. He was actually a master of the Unity of Heaven and Man realm!

Han Yue didn't show herself, but called out from inside the carriage, "Is this the Western Mountain Spirit Lord?"

The fat-headed, big-eared demon cultivator immediately grinned, making his ugly face appear even more ferocious. He shouted, "Your Majesty has a good memory! It is indeed I!"

His dignified appearance, yet he referred to himself as "this humble one," made me chuckle.

Hearing my laughter, the Western Mountain Spirit Lord turned to look at me, seemingly only now noticing my presence. It seemed his mind was entirely on Han Yue. I couldn't help but chuckle inwardly. Truly, to each their own; this beautiful widow of the Divine Emperor has a penchant for polishing mirrors, and someone is even obsessed with her!

The Western Peak Spirit Lord's eyes widened, and he roared, "Where did this bastard come from, daring to laugh at me!"

I ignored him, focusing only on my journey. Han Yue, however, deliberately provoked me, whispering, "Western Peak Spirit Lord, you're in seclusion in the Holy Realm, detached from worldly affairs. You don't know how powerful this Daoist is. You'd better stay far away, lest you needlessly throw your life away!"

Han Yue was intentionally stirring things up. No sooner had she finished speaking than the Western Peak Spirit Lord let out a strange cry and pounced, his claws whipping up a fierce gale, already unleashing a deadly attack. I didn't want to have a pointless argument, so I took three steps back to avoid the attack and chuckled, "Spiritual Venerable, don't listen to the Divine Emperor's jokes. How could my meager cultivation possibly kill a Saint-level Spiritual Venerable?"

My evasion was so casual that the Western Mountain Spiritual Venerable became suspicious and stopped pursuing, but Han Yue spoke up again to provoke me, "Western Mountain Spiritual Venerable, if you can kill this Taoist priest, I'll let you lick my toes!"

These words were clearly an insult. How could a dignified Saint-level Spiritual Venerable possibly lick someone else's toes? I thought the Western Mountain Spirit Lord would be furious, but to my surprise, he was overjoyed and said in a trembling voice, "Divine Emperor, you're not just trying to make me happy, are you?"

Han Yue snorted coldly, "If you don't believe me, fine!"

The Western Mountain Spirit Lord hurriedly said, "I believe you! I believe you! How could I not believe what you said?"

Han Yue said, "Then why don't you hurry up and do it? My feet are so sore, I'm waiting for you to lick them, don't keep me waiting too long!"

Han Yue's voice was both sweet and coquettish, and I felt my bones melt just listening to it. The Western Mountain Spirit Lord was already panting heavily, clearly aroused. Driven mad by greed, he unleashed two heavy, round shield-like magical weapons, striking me with a vengeance while yelling incessantly, "Hey! Prepare to die!"

Though I didn't want to cause trouble, I had no choice but to retaliate. This pointless, foolish fight infuriated me, and I couldn't help but shout, "Han Yue, you just wait!"

Han Yue chuckled, appearing extremely smug, "You two can fight it out. Whoever wins will come to see me, and I guarantee there will be a reward!"

With that, Han Yue whistled, and the two ice phoenixes cried out in unison, pulling the jade carriage away at breakneck speed.

Han Yue's few words of provocation had driven the Western Peak Spirit Lord into a frenzy, making him shout and fight like a madman. Not wanting to linger, I summoned the Four Symbols Cauldron to counterattack, determined to get rid of him as soon as possible.

Upon seeing the Four Symbols Cauldron, the Western Mountain Spirit Venerable's expression changed drastically, and he shouted, "Stop! You are Ye Lingxuan!"

Having already made his move, he paid no heed to Ye Lingxuan's shouts and continued his fierce attack, forcing the Western Mountain Spirit Venerable to retreat step by step.

Previously, the powerful beings like Hanba, Qiqing, Liuyu, and Hanyue were able to resist the Chaos Treasure due to their advantageous location. However, the South Sea was not the stronghold of the Western Mountain Spirit Venerable, so he couldn't mobilize his primordial power. After dozens of exchanges, he was already unable to withstand the attack. Seeing that I wouldn't listen to his cries for a ceasefire, he couldn't help but consider fleeing. But as the saying goes, once you've done something, you might as well go all the way. If I don't destroy him here today, then no one will dare to ride on my head!

The Yin-Yang Avatar suddenly burst out from the body of the main body. The Western Mountain Spirit Venerable screamed, his arms already broken. He trembled and said, "Primordial Spirit Avatar, how is this possible? So what Lei Zhangqi said was true. You are the most vicious and powerful being in this world..."

Hearing this, I couldn't help but sneer. I inserted my fingers into the Western Mountain Spirit Venerable's chest and dug out his beating heart. The Western Mountain Spirit Venerable roared and was already lifeless. After the Western Mountain Spirit Venerable died, his corpse revealed its true form. I glanced at it and saw that it was a Taotie.

The Yin avatar pressed its palm against the Taotie's head, seizing the primordial spirit of the Western Mountain Spirit Lord. Ignoring his pleas, it used a soul-searching technique to forcibly plunder his memories. The main body placed the still-beating heart back into the corpse's chest. Such a massive corpse was priceless to ghost cultivators, and Jiang Tian'er had always lacked a skilled corpse-dancing puppet, so naturally, it had to be kept for her.

This fight had already wasted a lot of time. The Yin and Yang avatars merged into the main body, mounted their escape lights, and chased after Han Yue and Zi Han. A vague unease lingered in their hearts; they felt that this interruption meant something major had already happened.

I hadn't caught up with Han Yue and Zi Han all the way. When we were still thousands of miles away from Bilan Island, I finally saw the jade carriage. But in a flash, the jade carriage plunged into the sea south of Bilan Island. Immediately, six or seven streaks of light followed the jade carriage and submerged into the sea. I could see clearly that those streaks of light were none other than Tathagata, Yu Zhangqi, Daji, and Qiqing and Liuyu. At this time, there were still half a month before the divine object was unearthed, and they had all arrived ahead of schedule.

But for some reason, in an instant, I felt an emptiness in my chest, and an inexplicable fear surged into my heart. I hurriedly looked at the feng shui layout around Bilan Island. What I saw almost made me faint. The place they had submerged into was a sea eye in the South China Sea, and the Seven Star Ring was hidden in the Bilan Sea eye surrounded by endless immortal islands.

However, above the Azure Sea Eye, a malevolent aura lurked, clearly a calamity brought about by the unearthed divine artifact. Fortune and misfortune are always intertwined; opportunity accompanies disaster, and disaster breeds opportunity. The Seven Star Ring, suppressing all heavens for eternity, possesses unparalleled power; how could it be so easily obtained?

The unearthed divine artifact would inevitably cause the sea eye to surge backward, submerging millions of creatures on the surrounding islands and in the sea. But these ants would die, so be it; it wouldn't be a big deal. With the women's magical power, plus my protection with the Primordial Scripture, at most we would return empty-handed, certainly not losing our lives. Yet, beneath this Azure Sea Eye, another malevolent aura lurked!

These two malevolent auras, one above and one below, mutually aided each other, working seamlessly together, locking the dragon's head, suppressing its body, and pulling its tail. Their form reached the heavens above, their power reached the earth below, and they were extremely well hidden. Although I possessed the Primordial Scripture, I was deceived by them until I saw this formation with my own eyes. Daji, Tathagata, and the other women were even less aware of the danger within.

With my current magical powers, while I can't say I'm invincible, I'm not far off. Yet, seeing this perilous place, I still can't help but want to run far away. What do I care about the Seven Star Ring or the Eight Star Ring? No treasure is more important than life. But Zihan and the other women have already entered this perilous place, facing certain death. What should I do?

I thought the Tianshan Mountains were filled with malevolent energy, and many powerful figures would try to seize the Nine Palaces Zither. The resulting human calamity from their infighting would be terrifying. That's why I invited the women to retrieve the Seven Star Ring. But there's no human calamity here. Yet, this artifact calamity is far beyond my expectations!

I can't hold back any longer. I take out the Primordial Scripture and the Four Symbols Cauldron, and roar, "What benefit do you get from setting up this deadly formation to trap me? If Zihan and the others lose even a single hair, I'll make you all die with them!"

The Primordial Scripture fell silent, and the Four Symbols Cauldron remained still. Divine objects never explain their actions. Though silent, everything had already been arranged!

Filled with rage, unable and with no time to vent, I steeled myself and flew towards the Azure Sea Eye. If I went in personally and used the Primordial Scripture for guidance, the women might still have a sliver of hope. If I escaped, they would surely die. I was the one who invited them to retrieve the treasure; naturally, I had to take responsibility. The mistake had been made, and I could only grit my teeth and bear the consequences.

I rushed into the Azure Sea Eye, diving tens of thousands of feet before finally finding the women. They were gathered before an underwater cave, doing something I couldn't understand. I approached them, but they didn't react. I thought to myself, "Oh no!" I feared they had been injured by the malevolent energy. I quickly checked them carefully.

What I saw made me furious. Seven Emotions and Six Desires stared at Tathagata, Rain Flag Bearer and Cold Moon stared at Daji, all with unwavering gazes, yet wary of each other. The situation was clearly on the verge of exploding. Zihan stood to the side, seemingly relaxed, but she was simultaneously locked in place by the women's divine senses, daring not to move. No wonder no one paid attention to my arrival; it was this kind of formation!

But this was no time to lose his temper. Forcibly suppressing his anger, he said softly, "Stop staring at each other! Listen to me first!"

Liu Yu shouted, "What do you want to hear? Husband, whether we get the Seven Star Ring or not doesn't matter, but why did you call so many irrelevant people here?"

As he spoke, Liu Yu didn't turn his head, still staring intently at Rulai. As soon as

Liu Yu finished speaking, Daji, Yu Zhangqi, Rulai, and Zihan exclaimed in unison, "You called him husband?"

Liu Yu said proudly, "So what if I am?"

The room instantly fell silent. Daji and Yu Zhangqi sneered, Rulai clasped his hands together, expressionless, Zihan's gaze was resentful, and she remained silent, while Hanyue gloated, winking and making faces!

But the situation was extremely dangerous now, and there was no time for embarrassment. I forced myself to say, "Let's put the small things aside for now and talk about the important matters..."

The women all exclaimed, "Is this a small matter?"

Han Yue laughed, "Old Ye, please accept my condolences. I'll add some soil to your grave next year!"

I said impatiently, "Get lost! I don't have time for you!"

Liu Yu shouted, "Husband, why do you want all sorts of women? Han Yue is a pervert, don't you know?"

Da Ji chimed in, "He knows, but he's just that scoundrel. He's already got his hands on a whole bag of rotten apricots after taking a bite of a fresh peach!"

Liu Yu and Han Yue They shouted in unison, "Who are you calling a rotten apricot!"

Yu Zhangqi added, "You ate a bite of a fresh peach? Ye Lingxuan, you still say you have no relationship with Daji?"

Rulai said, "Form is emptiness, emptiness is form!"

Zihan said calmly, "A scholar should be treated with respect after three days' absence. I admire you! I admire you!"

Unable to contain themselves any longer, they shouted, "Shut the hell up! We don't have time for this now. This Azure Sea Eye is already extremely dangerous. If we keep fooling around, none of us will survive!"

But the women ignored them, saying in unison, "Then let's all die together! Anyway, there's nothing wrong with living." "That's what I mean!"

The women were all furious and completely unreasonable. Even if the Six Paths of Heaven returned to chaos and countless lives were wiped out, they wouldn't care. They might even think I was lying, using alarmist rhetoric to smooth things over, so they were even less afraid. Only the Cold Moon God Emperor spoke up, asking, "Ye Lingxuan, what exactly happened? What's strange about this Azure Sea Eye?"

I stamped my foot and said, "You dared to venture into this sea eye; you were already facing a near-death experience. Why didn't you wait for me? Haven't you noticed that there's more than just the Seven Star Ring here—the Five Elements Flag..." "And it's hidden here too!"

Although the sea of jealousy was churning and waves were surging, this news was too shocking. The women were taken aback and asked in unison, "What?"

I said sullenly, "Now you know fear? The Seven Star Ring and the Five Elements Flag are not fighting independently. The Seven Star Ring is the array eye, and the Five Elements Flag is the array base. The fierce and malevolent energy of the two divine objects merges and forms a deadly array, causing the power of the weapon tribulation to rise steadily and become difficult to resist. Moreover, this array only has an entrance and no exit, like an impregnable wall or a net from heaven and earth. If we are trapped in the array, none of us can escape!"

(To be continued )

********** ... Some readers have pointed out that the male protagonist's individual strength is too overwhelming. Well, being strong doesn't mean you can solve all problems. In many novels, Chi You, Xiang Yu, Lü Bu, and Li Yuanba were all very powerful fighters, but they didn't achieve victory. In this book, being strong in combat doesn't make you invincible either. As Feng Qingyang in Jin Yong's novels once said, intrigue, trickery, and traps are often more effective than martial arts. That's not the exact quote, but that's the gist of it. The male protagonist isn't a reckless fool, but even so, he can't always do as he pleases. His inner dreams will likely remain unfulfilled for a lifetime. He only wants to live a peaceful life with his wife, but fate forces him into desperate situations. Strength is not what he desires, killing is not what he desires, scheming is not what he desires, and sometimes even making love is not what he desires, but he has no choice but to do it. In fact, he rarely has the opportunity to do what he truly wants... Even among masters at the Unity of Heaven and Man realm, there are differences in strength. For example, the Six-Eyed Hou King is no match for Lei Zhangqi, and it's reasonable that the Western Mountain Spirit Lord was ambushed by the male protagonist. Those who have read Romance of the Three Kingdoms should remember how Zhang Fei died. So, individual strength is only one aspect. There are too many unexpected events in reality. It's very possible that the male protagonist will suffer a qi deviation during his cultivation and die. Of course, I don't want to be killed by everyone, so such a melodramatic plot is unlikely to occur. Some readers have asked if killing the Western Mountain Spirit Venerable without authorization would affect the protagonist's fate and cause his demise. This is definitely not the case. If the Western Mountain Spirit Venerable's life force hasn't run out, he wouldn't die so easily. If the protagonist forcibly killed him, there would certainly be many obstacles. For example, when he forcibly killed Song Peng, the avatars of three powerful figures immediately intervened, forcing the protagonist to use the Four Symbols Cauldron, leading to constant danger and attracting unwanted attention. And Song Peng is still alive. Some readers also asked how Zi Han, imprisoned in the Guanghan Palace, could go to the Heavenly Court to steal medicinal herbs. I'll leave that as a mystery for now; there will be an explanation later. As for the names of the ten Chaos Treasures, I've already shared them. Perhaps some readers missed it, but I'll mention them here: they were all mentioned in Chapter 1. They are Taiji, Yin and Yang, Three Powers, Four Symbols, Five Elements, Six Harmonies, Seven Stars, Eight Trigrams, Nine Palaces, and Ten Directions. The main text begins: Fortunately, all the women were highly skilled and had firm Dao hearts. Although they were trapped in a desperate situation, they were still able to maintain their composure, but they didn't know what to say. Liu Yu suddenly snorted coldly and pointed at Han Yue , saying, "She was the first one to sneak down. We all followed her!" Han Yue raised her eyebrows and shouted, "I can do whatever I want. Is it any of your business? Besides, I didn't ask you to come down. You stole the divine object and ended up in a desperate situation. Who can you blame?" Liu Yu was always arrogant and domineering. How could she have been rebuffed like this? With a flicker of her eyes, a sinister blood light shot out. Han Yue did not give way. Ice energy surged and surrounded her body, intercepting the blood light. The two completely different magical powers of gods and demons began to erode each other, making a sizzling sound. With their anger flaring, these two unruly women were still throwing a tantrum. Unable to contain himself any longer, he flicked his sleeve, dispersing the blood-red aura and icy energy, and hissed, "Stop! Even working together doesn't guarantee survival; if you fight amongst yourselves, you're doomed!" Han Yue and Liu Yu snorted in unison, no longer fighting, but they glared at each other, rubbing their fists together, clearly itching for a fight. Daji walked to my side and whispered, "You are the master of the Primordial Scripture; do you have a way to resolve this crisis?" Hearing this, all the women looked over, their beautiful eyes filled with hope. I sighed softly, “The Seven Star Ring is divided into Yin and Yang, forming a living array eye that cycles endlessly and changes constantly. The Five Elements Flags govern the origins of metal, wood, water, fire, and earth. They can be separated or combined. Now that they have separated, they suppress the five directions. The array base they form is mutually reinforcing and restraining, and is spiritually dynamic. How easy is it to break the array?” Tathagata said, “Even heaven and earth have imperfections. How can there be an array in the world that is completely flawless? Although this array is composed of two divine objects, there is definitely a way to break it.” Daji, Rain Flag Bearer, Cold Moon, and Six Desires said in unison, “That’s right!” Seven Emotions also nodded slightly, but Zihan just stood quietly, seemingly indifferent to everything around her. I said, "That's true, but the strangeness and danger of this formation are still extremely difficult to withstand. We don't know its true nature, so how can we break it? Fortunately, there are still half a month before the divine artifact is unearthed. We still have some time. Let's quickly search around, try our best to deduce the secrets of heaven, and do our utmost to find the flaws in this formation. A glimmer of hope lies here." Although the women didn't like each other, they could only put aside their differences and work together for the time being. I looked at the underwater cave in front of me and said, "I saw you all gathered here as soon as I came down. You must have discovered something?" The women exchanged glances but didn't speak. There was a moment of silence. Seeing that no one else was speaking, the women started talking all at once: "Yes, this seems to be a key point of the formation." "There are magical fluctuations here." "The terrain here is strange; there must be something fishy about it." For a moment, everyone was talking at once, their voices mingling and their words indistinct. These women seemed to have an unspoken understanding; when they didn't speak, they were all silent, and when they did speak, they all rushed to say something. It was truly unbelievable! I said impatiently, "You're all talking at once, it's all so chaotic, I can't understand what you're saying." The women all stopped talking at once. Yu Zhangqi coughed and said, "This might be a key point of the formation!" I took out the Primordial Scripture, calculated for a moment, and said, "Without the pressure of the divine artifact, this is just a decoy key point. The real key points are the Seven Star Yin Ring and the Seven Star Yang Ring. The Seven Star Ring and the Five Elements Flag are about to be unearthed and have begun to release special pressure. With your magic power, you can sense them if you get within thirty steps of the divine artifact. Everyone, split up and search. Once you find them, don't act rashly, and immediately send me a telepathic message!" The women agreed and were about to go in different directions. Han Yue still held Zi Han's hand and went with her. I said, "Wait a minute!" The women all stopped. I said calmly, "Han Yue, at this moment, you and I are trapped..." "We're all in this together now, so we should be honest with each other, break Zihan's Blood God Curse, and overcome this crisis together!" Hanyue said coldly. "I can't break the Blood God Curse until you've done those two things for me!" I said, "The divine object is right here. If you have the ability, go and get it. I can guarantee no one will stop you. And Daji is right in front of you. Tell her your deep affection and see if she agrees." Daji asked in confusion, "Why is this related to me? Tell me!" This narcissist perked up immediately upon hearing that someone else was infatuated with her. The other women also became curious and stood aside watching the spectacle. I couldn't help but frown secretly. These women were so ignorant, treating this perilous place like a street corner, paying extra attention to these romantic affairs, even risking their lives. Although I advised Hanyue to confess her feelings to Daji, it was only as a sarcastic remark to mock her. However, I underestimated Hanyue's idiotic talent. She actually listened to me and ran up to Daji, nervously saying, "I like you. Would you like to share your pleasures with me? I... I'm very skilled, I'll definitely treat you well and make you feel like you're in heaven!" As she spoke, Hanyue was extremely nervous and anxious, clearly afraid of Daji's rejection. Seeing Hanyue like this, I almost vomited blood, thinking to myself, "Six Ears, I've finally found a creature even more stupid and idiotic than you!"

I thought Daji would ignore this unreasonable request, or even immediately turn hostile, but there's no limit to how idiotic things can get. Daji actually asked seriously, "Do you have a penis?"

And Hanyue actually answered blankly, "No!"

Daji said apologetically, "That won't do. You don't have a penis, and I don't have a penis either. What are we going to do? Besides, I like Ye Lingxuan. It doesn't seem appropriate to accept your proposal in front of him."

Hearing this, I couldn't help but groan, "So, if Hanyue had a penis, and it wasn't in front of me, you would have agreed to her?"

Daji thought for a moment and hesitated, "I'm not sure."

I said angrily, "Are you stupid? What's there to be unsure about?"

Daji looked at Hanyue, looking troubled, "If he doesn't agree, then forget it."

Hearing the exchange between Hanyue and Daji, the other women and I couldn't help but burst out laughing. What an idiot pair! They really are a pair of fools. As the saying goes, birds of a feather flock together. We're not even in the same league as these two crazy women!

Han Yue glared at me and said, "He wouldn't dare interfere in our affairs; his wife is in my hands!"

Da Ji said, "That won't do either. He's extremely cunning and never shows his emotions. I'm afraid he'll harbor resentment and plot against us behind our backs!"

I hurriedly said, "Da Ji, if you let Han Yue release Zi Han, then I won't care how you want to have fun with Han Yue! Han Yue, I've found the divine object and Da Ji for you. Whether you can get your hands on them depends on your own abilities. Release Zi Han quickly!"

Han Yue snorted coldly and said, "Ye Lingxuan, although this is different from our agreement, you don't have the ability to resolve these two matters. However, I am magnanimous and won't hold it against you. I'll let you go today, and from now on, we'll keep to ourselves!"

She then made a hand seal, and a wisp of red thread immediately flew out of Zi Han's body. I knew this and quickly grabbed Zi Han, carefully examining her. The blood light within Zi Han's primordial spirit had disappeared without a trace.

A huge weight was finally lifted from my heart, and I couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief. But then I noticed that all the women were staring at Zihan. I followed their gaze and saw that my arm was still wrapped around Zihan's waist. My heart skipped a beat for no reason, and I quickly pulled my hand away. My hasty action drew even more attention, and I felt incredibly embarrassed under all those strange looks.

Han Yue deliberately said, "Ye Lingxuan, your wife is now free. I wish you both a harmonious and happy marriage!"

This Divine Emperor really knows how to rub salt in the wound. I wanted to kill her immediately, but at this moment, I couldn't afford to lose my composure. I coughed to cover my embarrassment and then changed the subject: "The array base and array eye are both within several thousand miles of the sea eye. Let's split up and search them."

The women didn't speak, parted the seawater, and dispersed in all directions. Although they were all expressionless, a faint anger was revealed. Some things are inherently difficult to reconcile. When I arranged to meet them, I had already guessed this situation, but this embarrassment was unavoidable and had to be faced sooner or later. It was better to make it quick. If I could enjoy the blessings of having multiple wives, that would be the best outcome. If they each had their own ambitions, then so be it.

Throughout life, one will have many romantic encounters, but it's impossible to keep every woman. I'm already content with leaving behind beautiful memories. As for Yu Zhangqi and Daji, I feel a little resentful; I should have taken advantage of them first. However, beautiful memories aren't just about unrestrained intercourse; perhaps even fleeting encounters and lingering fantasies have their own unique charm.

After the women left, I prepared to find the array's core. I grabbed Zihan's hand, about to activate my escape light, but Zihan abruptly pulled her hand back, hissing, "I can walk by myself!"

I asked, "Are you angry?"

Zihan said in a deep voice, "Just now, someone glared at you, and you pulled your hand back in fright. How could I not be angry?"

I said, "There are some things I have wronged you about, but my feelings for you have never changed. This treasure hunt in the South China Sea can be considered my last battle. If I survive, I will begin the process of retiring from the world. Although there are two old matters I haven't resolved, it won't take a hundred years. After that, I will drift away from the world and live a carefree life." "Wild Crane, I won't object if these women are willing to follow me. If they don't want to bury Quanlin, I'll support them too. It all depends on their wishes. But you... you must stay with me!"

Zihan remained silent. I said, "In my heart, you are different from any other woman. I can't lose you!"

Zihan said softly, "This sea eye is extremely dangerous. Whether we can survive is still a question. Let's talk about these things in the future!"

Zihan used her escape light and flew in one direction. She deliberately diverged from the other women, so no one else searched along the way. I followed and began to investigate the hidden locations of the array eye and the array base.

After searching carefully for several days, everyone gathered again and cast a spell to force the seawater and mud hundreds of feet away, creating a clean clearing to facilitate conversation.

The women pointed out the suspicious points they had discovered, casually crafting a simple map and silently calculating the layout of the divine artifacts. The more they calculated, the more alarmed they became. After a long while, I said, "These two divine artifacts have occupied this place for tens of thousands of years, controlling all the surrounding strategic points. They have completely taken control of this world. With our current strength, breaking the formation will be very difficult."

Han Yue asked doubtfully, "Ye Lingxuan, don't you have the Four Symbols Cauldron? Let the divine artifacts fight against each other, break the formation by force, and we can seize the treasure."

I smiled bitterly, "The Four Symbols Cauldron is mainly for refining; its attack is only auxiliary. The Seven Star Ring encompasses all the magical treasures in the world, subtly restraining the Four Symbols Cauldron. Moreover, the Five Elements Flag connects to the spiritual veins of the South Sea, mutually reinforcing the Seven Star Ring. The Four Symbols Cauldron alone is powerless; how can it possibly contend with the two divine artifacts?" Tathagata

said, "I have the Ten Directions Bowl; perhaps there is a way."

Upon hearing this, the women were startled again, all looking at Tathagata. Tathagata, unconcerned, took out the Ten Directions Bowl and stood quietly.

I said, “The Ten Directions Bowl Master’s salvation is useless. If we were all outside the formation and could freely manipulate the primordial energy of heaven and earth, perhaps we could have the Four Symbols and Ten Directions fight against the Five Elements and Seven Stars. But now we are surrounded and have already suffered a great loss. Meanwhile, the Five Elements and Seven Stars, relying on their terrain advantage, have gained a huge advantage. Therefore, breaking the formation by force is not feasible. Even if we possess the Six Harmonies Mirror and the Nine Palaces Qin, which are mainly used for illusionary attacks, it will be of no use. After all, divine objects are ethereal and are not afraid of illusions. In my opinion, unless we simultaneously possess the Taiji Bow and the Three Talents Seal, which are mainly used for physical attacks, it is possible to break the formation by force.”

Seven Emotions, who rarely speaks, said at this moment: "Break the formation with the formation!"

I said. "The Five Elements Flag is mainly about formations and vital energy. It's difficult to break the formation with the formation itself! If I had another main formation and the Bagua diagram, along with the Four Symbols Cauldron and the Ten Directions Bowl, I could try to break the formation with the formation. But now, even a skilled cook can't cook without rice."

Daji said, "Is there no other way?"

I said, "There is only one way: break the formation with skill!"

Just as Daji was about to speak, we heard the sound of light and water parting above our heads. The women and I looked up and saw a golden lotus slowly descending. It turned out to be a Buddhist Bodhisattva who had arrived, and it was someone we knew.

The Bodhisattva seemed surprised to see people there, and clasped his hands in a gesture of respect: "May Buddha have mercy! So many fellow Daoists have gathered here. It seems the discovery of the divine object is true. At least the Western Peak Spirit Venerable didn't lie. Hmm, where is the Western Peak Spirit Venerable? My old friend has arrived, but he doesn't come out to greet me?"

I chuckled: "Bodhisattva Zhiyan, it's been a long time. I've missed you dearly since we parted at the foot of Mount Sumeru. The Western Peak Spirit Venerable said something happened at his residence and he left first. Didn't he tell you, Bodhisattva?"

Back then, six Bodhisattvas of Buddhism suppressed me under Mount Sumeru, and Zhiyan was one of them. He hid in Mount Ling and never showed his face. I was also preoccupied with trivial matters and never bothered to seek revenge on him. I never expected to run into him today!

If I had encountered Bodhisattva Zhiyan under normal circumstances, I would have already started a fight. But now, trapped in this perilous situation, my first priority is to protect the women. How could I have time to deal with such trivial matters?

When Zhiyan saw me, he was taken aback for a moment, then put his palms together and said, "Benefactor Ye, how have you been?"

I smiled and said, "Thanks to the Bodhisattva's blessings, I'm still alive, but now that I'm here, I'm not far from death!"

My original intention was to point out that there were two divine artifacts here, which would amplify the tribulation and make it difficult to escape. I also wanted to conceal Xiyue's death to avoid further conflict and hoped to join forces with him to overcome the difficulties. However, Bodhisattva Zhiyan misunderstood my meaning. He glanced at me and the women and said indifferently, "Benefactor Ye possesses the Primordial Scripture and the Four Symbols Cauldron, which inevitably attracts covetous eyes. It would be better to hand them over!"

The women were gathered around me, discussing how to break the formation, but Bodhisattva Zhiyan mistakenly thought that the women were coveting the divine artifacts and kept pressuring me. He was really going off on a tangent, but I was too lazy to explain and let him guess.

But while humans may not intend to harm the tiger, the tiger harbors ill intentions. This Bodhisattva's fate is sealed, yet he covets divine treasures, clearly blinded by greed.

He said to the women, "How about we join forces to kill Ye Lingxuan and divide the Four Symbols Cauldron, the Seven Star Ring, and the Primordial Scripture equally?" The women were no pushovers, each more cunning and ruthless than the last. They all cried out, "We must rid the world of this great scourge! Please, Bodhisattva, take charge

and kill this demon!" I said calmly, "Zhiyan, I've heard you have a deep grudge against Bodhisattva Yuanmie. Aren't you afraid she'll plot against you if you join forces with her?"

Since Tathagata always presented herself as a Bodhisattva, I still referred to her as Bodhisattva Yuanmie.

Hearing my words, Zhiyan turned to look at Tathagata and said, "We belong to the same lineage of Mount Ling. Let's put aside our personal grudges for now. What do you think?"

Tathagata nodded.

I sighed inwardly. This was truly a case of fortune and misfortune having no fixed gate, but rather being summoned by oneself. His stubbornness was truly courting death. But more people meant more strength, increasing the chances of escape. So I decided to give him one last chance, and said in a deep voice, "A hero doesn't need help! You and a bunch of women ganging up on me, aren't you afraid of being ridiculed? Have the guts for a one-on-one fight!"

If he accepted the challenge, I would spare his life. After all, we were in a dangerous situation, and I really didn't want to commit further bloodshed. If Zhiyan didn't know what was good for him, then there was nothing more to say.

Zhiyan laughed loudly, "The victor is king, the loser is a bandit! If others laugh, they'll laugh at your incompetence and ignorance! With your level of understanding, how can you be worthy of possessing a divine artifact? Everyone, attack!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Zhiyan charged forward, wielding his prayer beads, his Buddhist heart transformed into murderous intent. His ferocity was overwhelming, his malevolence astonishing; where was the slightest trace of compassion?

I neither dodged nor parried, but looked at Zhiyan with pity, feeling sorry for him and for myself. It was because of people like him that the world was filled with slaughter, and people like me rarely had a moment of peace. That's why I practiced diligently and constantly made myself stronger. I wanted to protect myself and the people around me. But unfortunately, even though I was already very strong, I couldn't protect Zihan properly... The shout turned into a scream. Bodhisattva Zhiyan was attacked by a demon king, a flag bearer, a demon lord, a Buddha, and a god emperor. No one in the world could withstand this fierce and unparalleled attack.

Bodhisattva Zhiyan staggered forward, his face pale, letting out a resentful roar: "I have no Chaos Treasures, why are you killing me?"

His bones and tendons were intact, but his primordial spirit was about to perish. The women had acted perfectly, killing Bodhisattva Zhiyan without leaving a single scar, because women always love cleanliness; they hate the filth of blood and gore... Bodhisattva Zhiyan fell before me, only a few feet away. I could hear his last words: "Why..." I knew he died with his eyes wide open. I sighed softly: "You tried to kill me first. I gave you a chance, but you didn't seize it, you even disdained it!"

I knew he couldn't hear me anymore, never to hear me again, but I couldn't help but say it. I had a deep grudge against this Bodhisattva. If we met under normal circumstances, I would have killed him myself. But his greed, malice, and stupidity made me feel sorrow. Is this the fate of cultivators?

Suppressing my complicated feelings, I raised my head and said to the women, "Breaking the formation with skill is the only way. If we fail, we will be the next ones to die!"

I raised my hand and cast a spell to seal the only entrance to this deadly formation, so that no one else would accidentally enter this place and cause us to waste time and effort.

The women remained silent, waiting for me to continue. I unfolded the map and lightly pointed to two spots: "The array's core flows between the Seven Star Yin Ring and the Seven Star Yang Ring, one illusory and one real. Attacking one spot alone will cause it to vanish into nothingness, while the other will solidify. Therefore, we must attack both cores simultaneously and force them away from their original positions to break the array." Tathagata

said, "In that case, I'll attack the Seven Star Yin Ring, and you attack the Seven Star Yang Ring!"

I said, "No, our attacks can't be perfectly synchronized. If our charging and striking are slightly off, both attacks will miss. After all, no matter how fast divine sense transmission is, it can't outpace the naturally integrated Seven Star Yin-Yang Rings. And a series of small attacks is too weak; they'll definitely be deflected by the Seven Star Rings."

Liuyu said, "Isn't that simple? Let me and my sister go; our movements will be absolutely synchronized..." " To!"

I shook my head: "The Five Elements Flag has concentrated most of the spiritual energy of the South China Sea and its own power into the Seven Star Ring. Without a divine artifact, you cannot break the array's core. As for the Four Symbols Cauldron and the Ten Directions Bowl, they have already been refined by me and Yuanmie, so you have no control over them."

Daji suddenly said: "Then you should quickly practice the technique of splitting and attacking with Bodhisattva Yuanmie. There are still ten days left, so it should be enough time."

Hanyue said: "How can ten days be enough time? One of them is proficient in Buddhism, and the other is a mess. How can they develop tacit understanding so easily?"

Qiqing said calmly: "Dual cultivation."

Upon hearing this, the women all had different expressions. Liuyu said anxiously: "How can this be? I already have a wife standing there, and I'm already wronged enough. If there's another one, I absolutely will not agree!"

Zihan snorted coldly and turned her head away.

Daji gritted her teeth and said, "Besides dual cultivation, there's no other way to quickly improve tacit understanding. Do you think I'd want this damned bastard to cultivate with someone else?"

Liuyu was about to speak when I interrupted, "You're all overthinking it. The person who can use the Ten Directions Bowl isn't just Yuanmie!"

The women looked puzzled, so I explained, "I refined the Primordial Scripture, and the Ten Great Chaos Treasures don't reject me. In other words, I can control the Ten Great Chaos Treasures at will."

Yu Zhangqi said, "If it's so powerful, why don't you just take the Seven Star Ring and the Five Elements Flag?"

Feeling embarrassed, I said awkwardly, "I've already tried, but the Seven Star Ring and the Five Elements Flag are better suited for me."

Zihan raised her hand to gather her hair, and slowly... "Indeed, it can control the Ten Chaos Treasures at will!" said casually.

Han Yue, Liu Yu, and Yu Zhangqi exclaimed in unison, "Brilliant!"

I took out the Yuanshi Scripture, patted it twice, and said, "This isn't my fault. It told me that by refining it, I could control all the Chaos Treasures. But the Seven Star Ring and the Five Elements Flag ignore it. What can I do?"

Daji asked doubtfully, "No matter how powerful and spiritual a divine object is, it's still just a magic weapon. How could it possibly talk to you? Are you crazy?"

I said, "It's true! They're always nagging at me, making me run around everywhere. It was they who guided me to meet Yuanmie and you!"

The women looked at Tathagata, as if asking if it was true. After all, divine objects are too mysterious, and perhaps such an anomaly really exists.

Tathagata put his palms together and said, "A monk doesn't lie. I've had the Ten Directions Bowl for hundreds of years, but it has never spoken to me."

I was greatly surprised. I had thought that divine objects often communicated with their owners, so I hadn't paid much attention. But now it seems that there really is something wrong with me!

The women looked at me and whispered among themselves, "You really can't trust men!"

"That bastard actually dared to lie to us! Looks like his dick needs to be chopped off again!"

"I told you he was a liar, now he's shown his true colors!"

I held the Primordial Scripture and said, "Say a few words and tell them I didn't lie!"

The Primordial Sutra remained unresponsive. I then inquired with the Four Symbols Cauldron, but it was as if it were dead and unburied, making me feel like a complete fool. The women exclaimed, "Stop pretending! How can magical artifacts talk? Are you crazy?!"

I said, "They really can talk; they squeak!"

The women chorused, "You big dummy! Have you lost your mind?"

I said, "If you don't believe me, give me the Ten Directions Bowl. If I can't control it, it means I've gone mad and am hallucinating!"

Seeing my resolute tone, the women were somewhat skeptical. Tathagata handed me the Ten Directions Bowl, and I was able to control it at will. However, Daji, Hanyue, and Liuyu were unwilling to give up and tried it one by one, but the Ten Directions Bowl showed no reaction to them. This puzzled both the women and me. Why did the Seven Star Ring and the Five Elements Flag, both divine objects, reject me? Unable

to find an answer, we had to leave it at that and return to the starting point: finding a way to break the formation was the right thing to do.

I said, "At this moment, the divine object lies dormant, and the array's foundation and core are contracted and guarding. As the saying goes, those who are good at defense hide deep underground. We have no chance to make a move. We must wait until ten days later, when the divine object emerges from the ground, and the great array will start operating. The array's foundation and core will then be revealed. Only then can we seize the opportunity to break the array. However, we only have half an hour to break the array. After all, if the great array is fully activated, we will all die. This is what is meant by those who are good at attacking moving high in the heavens!"

(Note 1) The women all asked what to do. I said, "You will attack the five array bases separately, while I will use the Four Symbols and Ten Directions to attack two array eyes simultaneously. Only by separating the Five Elements and the Seven Stars, preventing them from assisting each other, can we possibly break this deadly array. If it is impossible, I will try to freeze the array for a moment. At that time, the array will reveal a slight gap. You must not be greedy for the divine objects. You must escape immediately. Every one of you who can escape is an exception. Do you understand?"

Han Yue nodded and said, "I understand."

The other women's expressions changed slightly. Yu Zhangqi asked, "What is the price for freezing the array for a moment?"

I did not want to say more and kept quiet. I secretly transmitted my voice to Zi Han, "If you can escape, immediately hide your identity and never return to the Lustful Cult. I have made countless enemies in my life, and I am afraid someone will retaliate against you."

Zi Han was shocked and was about to... Before I could finish speaking, Tathagata interrupted, "You'll die if you forcibly freeze the formation, won't you?"

I laughed, "With my supernatural powers, I'll only be seriously injured at most. How could I die so easily?" Zihan cried, "You're lying! I won't be deceived by you anymore!" The women also said, "This is absolutely impossible!" With a sigh, I said, "This is the only way. Not to mention that you don't have the Primordial Scripture, you have no chance of freezing the formation. Even if I were to take action, I would have to destroy all my cultivation to forcibly freeze the formation for a moment. This matter started because of me, so I naturally have to take responsibility. However, you can rest assured that he will probably only lose all his magical power and shouldn't die." The women fell silent. Hanyue suddenly said, "He might not die. You don't need to worry. What's so good about a stinky man? Why don't you all marry me?" The women rolled their eyes and scattered, keeping their distance from her. Not wanting the women to worry too much, I comforted them, saying, "I will only destroy my cultivation if I fail to break the formation. If we can break the formation, we can actually seize two divine artifacts, so it's not a loss." Rain Banner suddenly said, "Even if you can control two Chaos Treasures, you can't attack two formation eyes simultaneously!" Six Desires and Cold Moon exclaimed in unison, "He can!" Daji and Rain Banner were slightly taken aback, looking me up and down. Tathagata said, "He has already cultivated a Primordial Spirit Incarnation!" Daji and Rain Banner were both stunned. "How is that possible?" Qi said. "In ancient times, only a handful of powerful beings, such as Taiqing Tianzun, cultivated their primordial spirits into incarnations. What virtue or ability does he possess to have such an opportunity?" I separated my Yin and Yang incarnations, the three bodies standing side by side, and deliberately said, "Alas, it's a pity it's not the One Qi Transforms into Three Pure Ones." The women said, "Don't be ungrateful! With this supernatural power, you're probably already hard to beat!" Daji's eyes gleamed even brighter as she said, "Teach me! Please?" I said, "No!" Daji said, "I won't let you teach me for free; there will be a reward!" As she spoke, she bent slightly, revealing the deep cleavage beneath her clothes. My penis involuntarily hardened. Liu Yu snatched it away, shoved Daji aside, and shouted, "You vixen, don't seduce my husband!" Yu Zhangqi retorted angrily, "Aren't you the one seducing other women's husbands?" Liu Yu ignored her and said to me, "Husband, you can't pass on our family's secret technique to outsiders! However, for my safety, I think you should pass this supernatural power on to me." I deliberately said, "Don't even mention my wife..." "Not even daughters! I will only pass on this skill to my own sons. That's what I call passing it on to sons, not daughters! Otherwise, I'd rather take it to my grave and let this unique skill be lost forever." Hearing this, the women all seemed thoughtful. I laughed and said, "What are you all thinking about? Are you thinking about having sons?" The reason I was joking around with the women was to lighten the mood. After all, the situation ten days from now would be extremely dangerous. The worst-case scenario was that I might destroy my own skills and still not be able to protect the women. Why not let them have some fun now? The women naturally understood this and started joking around, enjoying their last moments of relaxation. As the saying goes, "A dying man's words are good." Under the pressure of this deadly formation, we were able to speak freely. The hostility between these extraordinary women was slowly fading. I mustered my courage and said, "After this battle, I will retire. If you are willing, let's retire together." These women were all powerful figures with considerable influence and had tasted the joy of holding great power. Even though they had some feelings for me, they would not easily give up everything they had. They remained silent, carefully considering their options. Liu Yu and Yu Zhangqi were particularly reluctant to give up their power. Daji was concerned about the fox clan, Tathagata cared about the common people, and Han Yue had no ambition in this area. Only Qi Qing was somewhat moved, but after discussing it with Liu Yu for a while, she could not bear to part with her sister. After a long pause, the women asked, "Why do you want to retire? Is there some difficulty? Let's see if there are any other ways." "Husband, you've cultivated your primordial spirit into an incarnation; you should be building a great sect and establishing an unshakeable foundation for eternity. Why bury your talents?" "You're already living a carefree life. Why insist on retiring? With us together, what can't we do? Don't retire." " This humble nun once made a grand vow to save all living beings from suffering. But my worldly ties are not yet severed, and my heart is burdened with worries that I cannot let go of. It's difficult to find liberation." "I have just escaped my tribulation, and many important matters in the clan have not yet been properly handled. Old Ye, where will you retire? I will come to find you in the future." The women were not heartless, but ultimately, they were bound by endless ties and had their own concerns. Under the weight of these obstacles, the idea of inclusiveness had become a mirage. I thought that even heaven would grow old if it had feelings. My heart gradually turned cold, and I said indifferently, "You all have the ability to govern the world and lead a region, which can also benefit the people. It is I who have been presumptuous. I am not very talented and have a lazy nature. Therefore, I hope to live in seclusion in the forest and listen to the sound of the pines. I hope you will laugh at me." (Note 2) Six Desires said anxiously, "Husband, I didn't say that retiring was bad. Why are you being so distant?" I shook my head and said, "Everyone has their own ambitions. You can't force them." Seven Emotions asked, "Where will you retire?" I said, "I will follow my heart and be content with whatever comes my way." Daji and Tathagata said in unison, "Then how will we find you?" I said, "No need to look for me. A bosom friend afar brings a distant land near."

I have my stubbornness, I have my willfulness. I can't be summoned and dismissed at will. Many joys and sorrows in the world come from this. Even though I know that being too forceful will only hurt others and myself, I still can't suppress the frustration in my heart. (Note 3) Seeing my resolute words, the women remained silent. After a moment, Yu Zhangqi said, "Your mind is made up, and I have nothing more to say. I urge you to drink another cup of wine, for beyond Yangguan there will be no old friends!"

(Note 4) As he spoke, Yu Zhangqi took out a jar of fine wine, took a sip himself, and then handed the jar to me. I also took a sip. Except for Rulai and Zihan, the other women also took out their wine. For a time, they mingled and drank heartily. No one said anything discouraging, but everyone felt uneasy.

The women were all powerful figures, each more extravagant than the last. The wines they brought out contained many rare and precious ingredients, their vital energy extremely concentrated. Even a powerful expert at the Unity of Heaven and Man realm would get drunk if he drank too much. After a few sips, I was already tipsy. In my daze, I seemed to hear someone softly reciting: "Parting has always been painful, especially on this desolate autumn day. Where will I be when I wake up tonight? On the willow bank, in the morning breeze and under the waning moon..." (Note 5) Seeing that I had a disagreement and estrangement with the women, Han Yue was secretly delighted and kept trying to seduce them. However, she was made to get completely drunk by Daji, and only then did she stop for a while. The women, each with their own thoughts, also stopped talking. It was as if a hidden resentment was brewing. At this moment, silence spoke louder than words, and the silence added a touch of desolation. (Note 6) Ten days have passed in the blink of an eye, and breaking the formation is now urgent. I said, "In the past ten days, the pressure of the divine object has grown stronger and stronger. I'm afraid the cultivators of the South Sea have already noticed the strange phenomena here and are now gathered around the sea eye, waiting for an opportunity to act. Everyone be careful. If we successfully break the formation, we don't want someone to take advantage of us."

Yu Zhangqi said, "However, there's no need to worry too much. Although there are experts in the Unity of Heaven and Man realm among the cultivators of the South Sea, they have all gone to Tianshan to seize the Nine Palaces Zither, leaving behind only some small fry, which are insignificant."

I said, "That's true, but it's better to be safe than sorry. We still need to be vigilant. There is still an hour before the divine object is unearthed. According to the method we discussed before, everyone should go to their assigned positions. After the formation is activated, I will..." "Send the signal, and you will begin attacking the array base, trying to divide the array's power as much as possible."

The women agreed in unison, then flew away on their escape lights. Qi Qing turned back and said, "The array eye is the linchpin of the array, with the strongest counterattack power. Be careful, and don't push yourself too hard. If you're not strong enough, tell us. After all, human strength has its limits, so don't force yourself."

The women also stopped their escape lights and echoed my words. I nodded and smiled, "Don't worry, I'm terrified

of dying, I won't stubbornly hold on." The women laughed and scolded me, then went their separate ways. Watching the backs of these extraordinary women, I sighed inwardly. If I failed to break the array, this parting would be forever. Perhaps they would cry bitterly knowing I was dead, or perhaps many years later they would still occasionally think of me. That would be enough.

I turned to look at Zihan and handed her a talisman: "With this peace talisman, you'll be alright."

Zihan didn't reach for the talisman, but instead asked, "What's the price for fixing the formation?"

I said, "Self-destruction of my cultivation, I've already said that..." Zihan interrupted me: "I want to know the truth."

I said, "What do you mean?"

Zihan said, "No one knows a husband better than his wife. If it were just self-destruction of his cultivation, you wouldn't have hesitated so much."

I chuckled: "A wife and a lover are indeed different."

Zihan said impatiently, "Don't interrupt!"

I said sadly, "Some questions, you already know the answers to, why do you still have to ask?"

Zihan said, "Then I won't run away, I'll stay here with you."

I said angrily, "No! If we fail to break the formation, you must leave immediately!"

Zihan said calmly, "Some things, you already know my choice, why do you have to force me to do something I don't want to do?"

Instantly, warm tears welled up in my eyes, and I turned my head away. He used his magic to evaporate his tears, then embraced Zihan and whispered, "Your husband is invincible, he can definitely break this damn formation. We still have millions of years to spend together, I definitely won't die here!"

Zihan chuckled, "That's right! There are some things I still need to settle with you. You want to die? Not so easy!"

He held up the peace talisman in front of Zihan and laughed, "You should still wear it, at least it can protect you from the aftershocks of breaking the formation. After I break the formation, I'll take you home and give you a good time. I love seeing your wild and unrestrained state!"

As he spoke, he tied the peace talisman to Zihan's hand, then lightly kissed her lips and murmured, "Wait for me here, I'll be back soon."

Zihan also whispered, "Be careful, I'll wait for you!"

He turned and left, his three bodies separating. His main body, holding the Ten Directions Bowl, rushed to the Seven Star Yang Ring Formation Eye, while his Yin-Yang avatars, holding the Four Symbols Cauldron, rushed to the Seven Star Yin Ring Formation Eye. They were just waiting for the formation to activate and the formation eye to appear before they began to break the formation with all their might.

As the moment of the divine artifact's excavation drew near, the great formation emitted a series of deep, mournful roars, which grew increasingly urgent until they merged into a single, incessant wailing. Suddenly, the entire Azure Sea Eye trembled violently, the seabed churned, and the Seven Star Yin-Yang Rings simultaneously burst forth from the earth. The precious light, suppressed for tens of thousands of years, flowed and radiated in all directions, captivating the eyes and stirring the soul. The seven-colored precious light illuminated the sky and sea in a magnificent and breathtaking spectacle!

Without any hesitation, he poured his magic power into the Ten Directions Bowl and the Four Symbols Cauldron, striking the Seven Star Yin Ring and the Seven Star Yang Ring respectively. This strike contained sixty percent of his cultivation, and he thought he could test the power of the formation's core. However, the Seven Star Rings, empowered by the Five Elements Flag and backed by the inexhaustible primordial energy of the South Sea, possessed unimaginable power. After being attacked, they merely trembled and deflected both attacks.

I knew I couldn't break through the array's core on my own, so I let out a long roar to send a signal. The women in the distance responded in unison, beginning their attack on the Five Elements Array base, trying their best to disperse the array's power. I poured all my mana into the Four Symbols Cauldron and the Ten Directions Bowl, launching another attack.

As if sensing the approaching threat, the Seven Star Ring and the Yin-Yang Ring shone brightly. This Chaos Treasure finally began to show its sharpness. With a deafening roar like the earth splitting apart, the three divine objects collided solidly. In an instant, everything froze. A moment later, everything around the array's core was evaporated. My main body and the Yin-Yang avatar both felt excruciating pain in their chests and abdomens, clearly injured by the recoil.

Taking a deep breath, he looked up at the Seven Star Ring. Despite taking such a powerful blow, this Chaos Treasure had only deflected by half an inch. A chill ran through him. For this great formation, the divine object suppressing the formation's core should at least have been deflected several feet to break it. But now… was he really going to have to scatter his three souls and seven spirits to forcibly stabilize the formation with the Primordial Scripture so that the women could escape?

Even ants would cling to life; who would willingly die unless certain of certain? He summoned the Four Symbols Cauldron and the Ten Directions Bowl, and once again struck at the Seven Star Yin-Yang Ring. The three divine objects clashed again, and another deafening roar erupted. Stars flashed before his eyes, and blood gushed from his mouth. All three bodies were severely injured. For a moment, all he wanted to do was lie down and rest quietly, but there was no time for that now.

Looking up, I saw that the Seven Star Ring had shifted an inch. I was slightly taken aback, but after a moment's thought, I understood. This formation was incredibly tight, allowing no room for error. The previous attack had knocked the Seven Star Ring half an inch away from the formation's core, significantly reducing the mutual reinforcement between it and the Five Elements Flags, and making the connection to the South Sea's spiritual veins less smooth. So, although the force of this attack hadn't increased, it had shifted it by twice the distance.

But if this continued, I might not be able to hold out much longer. After all, the three divine artifacts were indestructible, remaining unscathed in a direct confrontation. But I was made of flesh and blood; no matter how strong my body was, it couldn't compare to a Chaos Treasure. These two recoils alone would have nearly killed me. Unless I obtained the Two-Element Lamp for primary defense, I might escape unscathed. But that was a distant solution; the Two-Element Lamp was nowhere to be found, and the Seven Star Ring was still right in front of me. What should I do?

All my usual schemes and plots had long since vanished. I had no choice but to fight head-on, using all my strength to strike the two divine artifacts at the Seven Star Ring again. My limbs went numb instantly, a slight pain in my meridians followed by a loss of sensation, blood seeping from my face, my consciousness blurring. My primordial spirit had been injured. Fortunately, the Seven Star Ring was deflected by half a foot, otherwise I would have lost everything.

This was only because Daji and the others had attacked the Five Elements Array base separately, diverting forty or fifty percent of the array's power; otherwise, the first backlash would have killed me.

I took out a pill and swallowed it, temporarily unable to launch an attack. Looking at the three divine artifacts before me, I felt like an ant trying to shake a stone pillar, utterly powerless. But some things had to be done, even if it meant death!

Time was running out. I suppressed my injuries slightly and immediately launched a final, fierce attack. If I still couldn't break the array's core, there wouldn't be time for another attack. The only way was to disperse my soul and freeze the array for a moment.

The three divine artifacts collided before my eyes, the recoil surging forth, and I could hear the cracking of bones—the only sound I could make. Turning my head, my vision was already blurred, but the Seven Star Yin-Yang Rings were already rising, gradually merging into one, and fleeing into the distance. My head was throbbing with pain; I couldn't understand whether the core of the formation had been broken.

The trembling, wailing sound coming from the seabed cleared my doubts: the great formation was about to collapse, and the women would be safe!

With a surge of energy, he forced himself to gather his strength, his three bodies merging into one. He used his escape technique to find Zihan, to leave this place, and from then on, there would be no more killing, death, pain, or separation… Finally, he saw that beautiful figure and couldn't help but call out, “Zihan, I’m here! Let’s go home!”

Zihan rushed forward, surprised, “How did you get so badly injured?”

He grasped Zihan’s hand and laughed loudly, “It’s nothing, let’s go home!”

He flew towards the sea, catching a glimpse of five pillars of light shooting into the sky. Suddenly, they merged into one, transforming into an array flag and disappearing in a different direction from the Seven Star Ring. The women also split into two groups, each going to intercept the two divine artifacts.

However, these conflicts were no longer my concern. Let those who love power and profit find out who gets the divine artifacts!

Severely injured and exhausted, I barely managed to break the surface of the sea, feeling a sense of disorientation, as if I had just been reborn. Just as I was about to breathe a sigh of relief, I suddenly heard someone shouting in the distance, "He's Ye Lingxuan! Kill him and you can get the divine artifact!"

Looking up, the sky and sea were densely packed with cultivators. These were all cultivators from the South Sea, drawn by the strange phenomenon of the Seven Star Ring. Unable to breach the great formation before, they were all waiting outside.

Someone shouted, "His cultivation is unfathomable! Everyone, attack!"

In an instant, countless magical treasures rained down like a storm. Zihan's hands turned icy cold, and I felt a deep sense of despair. Was today the day my husband and I would perish? ( Chapter 470,

May 3rd
: "Endless Trouble")

Even an ordinary martial artist's stamina far surpasses that of an average person, let alone a powerful expert like Aisen at the Refining Spirit Realm. Even if it were a thousand times more, it wouldn't be a problem.

After wandering around for a while, they finally realized that the two women combined only had a few sets of clothes, while they had bought Yang Fan over twenty sets.

Yang Fan shook his head. These worldly clothes, devoid of any defense or array formations, were simply incomparable to the silk robes worn by martial artists.

Even the lowest quality martial artist robes made of snow silkworm silk possessed considerable defensive capabilities, making them difficult to injure with swords and blades. If several array formations were added, the defensive power would be unimaginably greater.

However, since the Great Calamity of the Dragon Slaying, the Five Elements Sect and the Innate Escape Technique Sect, two major sects, had lost their lineage in the mortal realm. Powerful array formations had not been seen for many years.

The Mo Sect, known as masters of weapon crafting, could also draw array formations and attach them to martial artist robes, but their power was far inferior. They were nowhere near comparable to top-tier array formation sects like the Five Elements Sect and the Innate Escape Technique Sect.

To be honest, Yang Fan's idea came to him suddenly. If he hadn't obtained the Five Elements Sect's secret techniques, he wouldn't have thought of these things. But now, he realized he should perhaps craft some protective clothing for the women. His own physical strength was irrelevant, but the women's cultivation was still relatively short, and with his enemies accumulating, there was no guarantee someone wouldn't harm his family. Taking precautions now wouldn't be a bad thing.

This thought flashed through Yang Fan's mind, but it wasn't just wishful thinking. With his current martial arts knowledge, he could learn almost any technique at a glance, including the Five Elements Sect's secret methods. Furthermore, his recent trip to the ancient tomb had been very fruitful; the Buddha's relics contained countless rare and precious materials. Crafting some protective gear for the women wouldn't be difficult.

Of course, crafting some for Xiao Dao and the others to enhance the entire gang's fighting strength was also an urgent matter!

While shopping, the two women were incredibly excited, vying to offer Yang Fan their opinions and ideas, wanting to transform him into every type imaginable: a pretty boy, a cool and handsome man, a muscular hunk, or a domestic gentleman. But when it was time to eat, both women seemed to have completely lost their energy, barely able to walk.

Yang Fan found this both amusing and exasperating. With their current cultivation levels, how could they possibly be tired after such a short time? It was simply women's nature. Although they were both martial artists, this instinct clearly remained.

After shopping, they naturally needed to find a place to eat. The location was the hot pot restaurant they had agreed upon beforehand. Fortunately, the restaurant wasn't far from Jinhua Road; they didn't need a car, and an average person could walk there in less than ten minutes. Yang Fan and his group were all martial artists, and the women were starving, saying they wished they could devour a whole cow, so they walked extremely fast.

When they arrived, there were no private rooms available, but Yang Fan and his companions didn't mind. They found a spot by the window and sat down. After ordering a variety of dishes, the table was overflowing.

Martial artists are all big eaters. At first, it's not very noticeable, but once they reach the Nascent Soul stage, their appetite increases dramatically. By the Qi Movement stage, eating two cows in one meal is not difficult. Only when they reach the Spirit Refining stage, where their bodies can constantly absorb the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, does the situation improve slightly. Eating two cows at every meal would be too time-consuming. How much time would they have left for cultivation? By the Returning to Emptiness stage, even going without food for ten days or half a month wouldn't matter. As for the Primordial Chaos stage, even going without food for a hundred or a thousand years wouldn't have any effect. After all, even the Great Dao cannot restrain those in the Primordial Chaos stage, let alone just grains and cereals!

"They've never seen anything like this before. Ordering so much, aren't they afraid of indigestion?"

Unexpectedly, just as Yang Fan and his companions finished ordering, a few discordant voices came from not far away.

Hearing the gossip nearby, Yang Fan and his group didn't say much, prioritizing their hunger. They could deal with any unpleasantness later.

Yang Fan's group ate quickly, devouring the entire table of food in no time. The people at the next table, however, were dumbfounded.

They had arrived first, four people, and had only ordered less than a quarter of the food Yang Fan's group had ordered, and had barely started eating. Yang Fan's group, with three grown men, was one thing, but the two beautiful women were also eating like crazy, truly astonishing the four of them. They had originally

planned to make a few sarcastic remarks to attract the attention of Dongfang Lan and the others, so they could start chatting later. Their table had four people—three men and one woman. Yang Fan's table, however, had three men and two women. The person who had made the sarcastic remarks had a good plan.

But they hadn't expected that not only would the others not take them seriously, but they also had such good appetites, finishing one table's worth and ordering another. It wasn't until Yang Fan's group had finished their meal and drinks that the group that had made the sarcastic remarks finally came to their senses.

"This isn't right! The script shouldn't be going like this! They're almost leaving, how come we're still not up to something?"

Yang Fan was enjoying his meal and hadn't even remembered what the people at the next table had been saying. A group of people got up, ready to leave, when suddenly two men jumped out and blocked their way.

"Hey! You're just going to leave like that?"

Eisen raised an eyebrow slightly, and before Yang Fan could speak, he quickly stepped forward, pushing the two men aside. He had no interest in dealing with such weaklings; he simply used a little skill to toss them aside, throwing them onto their chairs. Yang Fan didn't hesitate and started to leave.

"Ouch! Ouch! You hit me! You can't leave! My back hurts!"

"Yeah! Yeah! My legs hurt so much!"

The two men, thrown onto their chairs, exchanged glances, both somewhat embarrassed and angry. They simply started acting like idiots, each clinging to Eisen's legs and refusing to get up.

These people were so clueless; they were truly annoying!

The restaurant's security guards reacted quickly. Just as Eisen was about to kick the two men away again, they rushed over. The one in the lead, wearing the restaurant's black uniform with a name tag on his chest, seemed to be the manager.

"Gentlemen, if there's any dispute, please settle your bill and come to the back of our restaurant to resolve it. There's a martial arts arena behind our restaurant, a licensed venue that complies with national laws. Even if you cause a death there, you don't need to worry about anyone coming after you. But causing trouble in the restaurant is not allowed!"

After saying this, the manager winked at the security guards behind him, signaling them to perform their duties and separate the men.

The two men who were lying on the ground, seeing that things were not going well, glanced back at the man still sitting at the table and had no choice but to get up reluctantly.

"Let me tell you, you're not going anywhere! This isn't over today. Quickly settle your bill and come to the back with us to sort things out!"

One of the two men who got up had his hair dyed completely red, looking like an explosion. He seemed to feel that he had lost face by being treated like this and immediately threatened Yang Fan.

They clearly assumed that Yang Fan's side only had three men. Yang Fan looked rather thin, Xiao Dao looked to be under eighteen, and the foreigner seemed to be of good height, but they had three of them—three against one, what was there to fear?

As for the two women, they hadn't even considered them. On the other hand, their side had three young and strong men, in their prime fighting age.

Eisen glanced back at Yang Fan, his knuckles itching. Such tactless and clueless people were truly rare. Judging from their clothes, they didn't seem ignorant; these kinds of people should realize their side wasn't to be trifled with, yet they were still so persistent—that was a bit abnormal!

Eisen thought it over and decided it wasn't a good idea, so he went to Yang Fan's side and whispered his guess to him.

“Boss, these guys don’t seem to have offended us unintentionally. I think they might have some ulterior motive.”

Yang Fan smiled slightly and said, “Of course, didn’t you notice they’ve been trying to stall for time by picking fights? They want to keep us here and prevent us from leaving!”

Eisen was very surprised: “But boss, they… they’re just ordinary people, how dare they do this?”

Yang Fan laughed: “They may be ordinary people, but I’m afraid the people behind them are not ordinary people! Let’s go, let’s go with them and see what they’re up to!”

Dongfang Lan also said, “It would be best if they had bad intentions, so we can find someone to test our skills!”

Not only Dongfang Lan, but even Lin Jiaxin was eager to try. Both of them had just become martial artists and had never experienced combat. Now that some ignorant little thieves had come to their door, they naturally wanted to test their skills.

Especially after the incident caused by Yu Jiaojiao and her group from the Six Desires Sect, they hadn’t even had a chance to fight, and they were actually a little frustrated. The group of men with red heads came looking for trouble, partly to vent their anger.

After paying the bill, the three men and one woman tried to drag Yang Fan and the others towards the back door of the restaurant. Eisen jumped out and slapped each of them hard across the face, at which point they obediently walked ahead.

Red Head was furious after being hit, but the young man in charge gave him a wink, and he realized what was happening. He quickly rushed to the back door, opened it, and his face lit up with joy.

"Director Zhang, you've finally arrived! If you had been any later, we brothers might not have been able to handle it!" The

man Red Head called Director Zhang was a man around thirty years old, dressed in black with a dozen shiny silver buttons. It was a uniform, a uniform Yang Fan recognized—the uniform of the Chinese Ministry of State Security!

"Yang Fan? Long time no see?"

Director Zhang grinned, revealing a set of white teeth as he spoke to Yang Fan. Behind him stood twenty men, all dressed in black uniforms, their faces solemn.

"Director Zhang, we brothers aren't needed here anymore, um… hehe, right?"

Redhead smiled obsequiously at Director Zhang, rubbing his index and middle fingers together. Director

Zhang raised an eyebrow and winked at one of the men behind him: "Take good care of these brothers of ours, lead them to get the money!"

"Yes, sir!"

Redhead, along with two other men and a woman, happily followed the man, but after a few steps, they realized something was wrong. If they wanted the money, they should just hand it over. Even if the reward was high, they shouldn't keep going further in if one person couldn't carry it all!

"You… what do you want to do?"

"What do we want to do? We want to kill you!"

"Pfft! Pfft! Pfft! Pfft!"

Four muffled gunshots rang out in quick succession. Redhead and his group didn't even have time to scream before they were gone, filled with regret.

Sure enough! The Ministry of Security's bounty wasn't so easy to collect!

Yang Fan had been observing coldly until Zhang's men had dealt with the ordinary people. Only then did he say, "Who are you? I don't think I recognize you."

Zhang's forced smile vanished instantly, his expression turning grim.

"Hmph! Whether you recognize me or not is unimportant, as long as you recognize my clothes! How about it, come with me?"

Seeing their attitude, Yang Fan understood immediately. It seemed they knew what had happened at the car shop, and that's why they were causing trouble. However, what puzzled Yang Fan was that with the Security Department's capabilities, they should have been able to verify his identity and know he was from the base, thus exempt from their control. Yet, they dared to cause trouble despite knowing his identity. This was quite strange!

No wonder those ordinary people had such audacity. With the Security Department backing them up, even the most timid ordinary person could become reckless. Unfortunately, they forgot one thing: without power, no matter how much reward they received, they wouldn't live to enjoy it.

"Sister Lan, what do you think?"

Dongfang Lan snorted, "What do you mean, 'what do you think'? Let's beat these bastards!"

Seeing these lackeys of the Ministry of Security, Dongfang Lan was already extremely annoyed. She'd come out for a stroll, and first, a shrew ruined her mood, and now she'd encountered this group of obnoxious fellows. How could she be happy?

"Xin Xin, let's teach these blind fools a lesson! They really think we're easy to bully!"

"Alright!"

At this moment, not only was Dongfang Lan unhappy, but even Lin Jiaxin, with her gentle nature, was enraged. At Dongfang Lan's shout, she immediately responded.

Streams of water, sharp swords, and wooden stakes roared towards Director Zhang's group. They acted too quickly; Director Zhang hadn't expected these women to attack so suddenly, without any regard for rules.

Caught off guard, his men suffered heavy losses. Especially those behind him, standing too neatly in formation, became easy targets.

One had a jet of water pierce his eye and out of his brain; two had swords pierce their throats, leaving two bloody holes; two had wooden stakes strike their hearts, spitting out blood, seemingly beyond saving. The Five Elements Sect's Five Elements Techniques, in the hands of the two women, were actually wielded with surprising skill!

Chapter 471 [Black and White Impermanence]

"You… how dare you!"

Director Zhang was practically seething with rage. He never expected that in Yanjing, under the very nose of the Emperor, within the jurisdiction of the Ministry of Security headquarters, someone would dare to be so disrespectful.

How long had it been? He couldn't remember how long it had been since the Ministry of Security had carried out any missions without suffering any losses. But that record had been broken today!

"You're all going to die!"

Director Zhang roared, his uniform ripped open, his muscles bulging several sizes larger, his skin a dazzling silver – clearly the work of a highly skilled body-refining practitioner.

"Snake Turtle Qi Gong!"

*Thud! Thud! Thud! Thud! Thud! Thud! Thud!

Streams of water slammed into Director Zhang, leaving not even a shallow mark. Swords pierced his body, but he deflected them all with his body-refining skills. Wooden stakes crashing against him were shattered to pieces.

"Hahaha! You trash, now you know how powerful I am! Die! Form ranks!"

"Yes, sir!"

With Director Zhang in front, Lin Jiaxin and her companion's attacks could no longer harm those behind him. The remaining dozen or so security personnel pulled out something from their pockets, aiming at Yang Fan and his group, ready to fire. *

Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom!*

A well-organized barrage ensued, with Director Zhang acting as a human shield, buying time for his men behind him to fire back. Those things that looked like guns weren't firing bullets, but rather beams of white energy!

Although somewhat puzzled, Yang Fan didn't bother to investigate what they were. With today's advanced technology, it wasn't difficult for someone in the security department to possess some high-tech gadgets; it was perfectly normal.

However, the power of those beams was considerable. Yang Fan was about to intervene when Dongfang Lan's reaction made him stop.

To Yang Fan's surprise, Dongfang Lan's combat awareness was quite good. She immediately used the wood element of the Five Elements Technique to erect rows of giant trees in front of her, blocking the attack.

Dongfang Lan clearly realized that the weapons these people wielded were extremely dangerous. If they were allowed to fire indiscriminately, even with their excellent awareness, they might miss, which could be very dangerous.

"Blazing Inferno!"

At the same time, Lin Jiaxin moved. With a sharp cry, flames erupted from her body, converging into fiery serpents that roared towards the security personnel.

"Ah! Ah!"

Cries of agony rang out from the security personnel.

The Five Elements Sect's techniques, based on the five elements, were incredibly powerful. Although Lin Jiaxin had only recently begun practicing, the fiery serpents she unleashed were extremely lethal. The men desperately tried to extinguish them, but to no avail.

Director Zhang hadn't expected that Dongfang Lan and her two seemingly frail women would move so quickly. He couldn't intercept them in time, and in a single move, their formation crumbled.

"You lowly commoners, you trash! How dare you treat security personnel like this? Die!"

Director Zhang's eyes were bloodshot, making him look terrifying. His body had swelled several times in size, as if he had just been inflated, his muscles bulging, making him look extremely frightening.

"Snake Turtle Qi Gong! Explosive Kill!"

Director Zhang suddenly vanished from his spot and reappeared beside Dongfang Lan. Without using any techniques, a single punch delivered immense power.

"Crack!"

Dongfang Lan, caught off guard, lost her composure and failed to retreat. Yang Fan shook his head inwardly, then with a flick of his wrist, a surge of energy swept over her, pulling her to his side.

Director Zhang's determined punch missed its mark, leaving him in excruciating pain.

"Damn it!"

Forcibly suppressing his surging inner energy, Director Zhang vanished again, reappearing with Lin Jiaxin as his target.

Lin Jiaxin's combat awareness was indeed exceptional. Despite not seeing Director Zhang at all, she instantly set up several rings of giant wood formations around herself. When Director Zhang reappeared, he was perfectly positioned between several giant trees.

Lin Jiaxin's giant wood formation was also interesting; it seemed to be designed to fit Director Zhang's size, allowing him to stand in the center without even a gap to turn around.

Director Zhang tried to move, but couldn't reach Lin Jiaxin. What angered him even more was the infuriating location of those giant trees; he couldn't even muster the strength to smash them.

"Wow! Jiaxin, you're amazing!"

Seeing Lin Jiaxin's reaction, Dongfang Lan couldn't help but praise her. Even Yang Fan couldn't help but nod in approval. This seemingly delicate woman, Lin Jiaxin, actually had quite a bit of fighting talent!

Director Zhang tried to move, but still couldn't move. What was even more infuriating was that he couldn't even use his killing move because there wasn't enough space to execute it.

Lin Jiaxin and the other girls finished off the remaining small fry before smilingly surrounding them. They picked up all the weapons that the people had dropped on the ground.

These people had nothing of value on them except for these weapons, or perhaps, even if they did, they wouldn't be worth their attention.

As a result, Lin Jiaxin ran up to Director Zhang, her face full of disdain, and said, "What's wrong with you people?"

Yang Fan thought she was going to say something about how they were too chaotic and disregarded the law. But to everyone's surprise, Lin Jiaxin retorted, "How can you be so poor? Not only do you lack magical artifacts, but you don't even have anything worthwhile? You're worse off than beggars! How dare you even show your face in the martial arts world? Sigh! Everyone says that the most common reason for fighting in the martial arts world is money. If I had known you were this poor, I wouldn't have bothered with you!"

These words caused Xiao Dao to cough repeatedly, constantly touching his nose. He used to be quite skilled at ambushing and robbing, but since following Yang Fan, he hadn't really taken action. Unexpectedly, Lin Jiaxin, as one of the owners of a gangster club, a woman who had seen many big scenes, actually…

Upon hearing this, Director Zhang couldn't catch his breath, his face turning purple.

"The General won't let you get away with this! The General won't let you get away with this!"

Perhaps Lin Jiaxin's words were too provocative, as Director Zhang only uttered these few sentences repeatedly, seemingly confused by anger.

After Yang Fan completed his elixir, the Nine Heavens Thunderclap Technique also underwent a change. Not only did its power increase, but its usable methods also expanded.

Seeing that he couldn't extract anything from Director Zhang, he simply waved his hand, sending a bolt of lightning flying from his hand, striking Director Zhang. However, the lightning didn't kill him; instead, it extracted a wisp of spiritual light from the back of his head and absorbed it into his hand.

This was also a method of extracting spiritual consciousness, but it was far more sophisticated than that of the Six Desires Sect. It could search for recent memory fragments and glean some information. Although the gains were small, it was better than nothing. Only when Yang Fan's strength increased and his cultivation advanced further could he unleash the even more wondrous power of the Nine Heavens Thunderclap Technique.

After dealing with these people, the group headed back.

Today's China is indeed no longer peaceful. He thought he could finally relax and enjoy a peaceful life, but instead, he discovered that even China's financial center had been infiltrated by the Six Desires Sect.

Even more unsettling is the behavior of the Ministry of State Security headquarters; it seems rather inappropriate. Does this mean that the situation in China is slowly becoming more severe?

China's three true fighting forces are the Dragon Group, the Guardian Dragons, and the Ministry of State Security. These three organizations are seemingly unrelated, yet inextricably linked. Together, they safeguard the security of the entire country, handling matters that even the regular police and military cannot. But now, the people of the Ministry of State Security are starting to meddle in worldly affairs, and even more so, they are colluding with the Six Desires Sect. This is something that cannot be ignored.

Yang Fan vaguely sensed that an invisible net was sweeping towards him, as if someone was secretly watching his every move, ready to bite him like a venomous snake if he made any mistake.

However, now that the enemy is in the shadows while they are in the open, even though Yang Fan sensed the danger, he was helpless. His only option was to remain calm and wait for the enemy to come to him...

This shopping trip, although he encountered many clueless individuals along the way, was overall a great success. Now that their hunger problem was solved, the group naturally began their journey home.

Back at the thugs' club, Yang Fan didn't follow Dongfang Lan and the other man back. Instead, he went with Xiao Dao and Aisen to the club's backyard, a place where outsiders were never allowed to set foot.

Yang Fan's main purpose in coming to the thugs' club was to see how it had grown and how Lei Laohu's club had fared during his absence. Now that he was back, he naturally needed to find out the situation first.

Upon entering the club's backyard, Yang Fan couldn't help but nod in approval. On the surface, it seemed no different, but his keen senses told him that it was heavily guarded, with sentries every ten steps and patrols every hundred. While it wouldn't be impossible for even a mosquito to get in, the entire club was certainly impenetrable.

After passing through a series of heavily guarded passages, Yang Fan and his group finally arrived at the training ground where Xiao Dao and his group usually trained. Looking at the burly men training so intensely, Yang Fan was once again taken aback. Their training methods were exactly the same as his own at the base!

Although the intensity of their training was far less than his own, both the equipment and the training process were identical to those at the base. If Yang Fan hadn't known he had no connection to the base, he might have thought this was a branch!

At this moment, directly in front of the training ground stood two figures of strikingly different heights. One of them was thin and emaciated, resembling a bamboo pole at first glance. However, he was surrounded by an impenetrable mist, making him impossible to see clearly, like trying to see flowers through fog or the moon's reflection in water.

The other person was the complete opposite; the word "tall" was insufficient to describe him. Even Eisen, who was already tall, looked like a child next to him. His total height was probably over three meters!

Needless to say, his muscles were incredibly strong, like Tarzan. However, what was surprising was that such exaggerated muscles on his body did not look exaggerated at all. Instead, they were very harmonious, full of streamline, and at first glance, they gave people an artistic and dreamlike feeling.

This unusual combination of a tall and short, fat and thin man standing together looked strange and odd, attracting curious glances from many. Surprisingly, however, no one in the entire training ground seemed to notice them. It was as if they were invisible, as if no one could see them at all. A closer look revealed that everyone subtly kept their distance, as if they were deadly apparitions, something to be avoided at all costs!

In fact, these two were indeed unpredictable, though not deadly apparitions, but they had another title: Black and White Impermanence! This was

a recognized fact throughout the club, among all the gang members, and everyone in the training camp, including Eisen and Xiao Dao. Even Eisen, who was often privately called Black Impermanence, had said more than once that he wasn't Black Impermanence at all, but merely one of Black Impermanence's henchmen. This was because the Black and White Impermanence of the gangster club were Lei Laohu and Gui Ying, two elusive figures who were always seen without a trace!

Indeed, these two, one tall and one short, one fat and one thin, were the core strength and most powerful force of the hoodlum club, and also Yang Fan's two most capable generals.

They usually spent most of their time in seclusion training at the club, only appearing when faced with problems that Eisen and Xiaodao couldn't solve. In fact, they had only appeared together once before, when the Three Knives Gang attacked the major gangs in Yanjing. Normally, only one of them could be seen. Today, it was likely the second time that Black and White Impermanence had appeared together at the hoodlum club. However, their simultaneous appearance today wasn't because the hoodlum club had encountered another problem that Eisen couldn't solve, but because of Yang Fan's presence!

Almost instantly upon receiving news of Yang Fan's return, they both ended their seclusion and appeared here to await his arrival. They knew that if Yang Fan came to the club, he would definitely come here; rather than actively seeking him out, they obediently waited for his inspection.

Upon seeing the two, even with Yang Fan's composure, he couldn't help but be secretly astonished. The improvement in Aisen and Xiaodao's cultivation had already surprised him, but the changes in Lei Laohu and Guiying left him speechless for a long time. He discovered that these two had unknowingly risen to the peak of the Refining Spirit realm, a level on the verge of entering the Returning Void realm!

Chapter 472 [Early Formation of Power]

Peak of the Refining Spirit realm, actually the peak of the Refining Spirit realm! Although, with Yang Fan's current cultivation, let alone the peak of the Refining Spirit realm, even if ten or a hundred Returning Void realm experts attacked him, they might not be his match, the improvement in Lei Laohu and Guiying's cultivation still greatly surprised him.

He had experienced countless fortuitous encounters, hardships, and shed countless drops of sweat on his journey from the Nascent Soul realm. Admittedly, fortuitous encounters weren't unique to him, and sweat wasn't unique to him, but in Yanjing, Lei Laohu and Guiying had reached the same level of cultivation at the same time as him—this was no small feat.

Although there was a level difference in their cultivation levels, and their true combat power was immeasurable, not everyone possessed a monstrous technique like the Nine Heavens Thunderclap Technique, nor did everyone possess a heaven-defying art like the Nine True Words. At least on the surface, their cultivation levels weren't that far apart.

While he didn't know how Lei Laoxu and the other man had managed during this time, it couldn't have been easy. After all, cultivation, besides talent, also required perseverance and hard work. However, Yang Fan was more concerned about what kind of extraordinary encounter the two had encountered.

"Peak of the Divine Refinement Realm, not bad, very good. But Tiger, can you tell me how your cultivation improved so quickly? You actually broke through to the peak of the Divine Refinement Realm in such a short time?"

"Well, after the boss left, we started working on unifying the underworld of Yanjing. After taking down three major gangs, I felt the club's overall strength was still insufficient. We could handle ordinary gangs, but against true masters, our disadvantages became apparent!"

"To compensate for this disadvantage, I thought about training my men. However, spiritual herbs are so scarce in the mortal world that training an iron army in such a short time is obviously impossible!"

"Boss, as you know, I come from the Demon Realm. Although our Thunder Tiger clan isn't a behemoth, we still have a certain status. Therefore, I thought about secretly going back to get some spiritual herbs!"

"Originally, the passage between the demon realm and the human world was always guarded by people from the Western Zen Sect. Last time I came out, I was chased, so I didn't dare to go back. I just wanted to try my luck, but who would have thought that the Western Zen Sect guarding the passage would actually withdraw. After returning to my clan, I searched for spiritual herbs and was just about to come back when, unexpectedly, the people from the Demon Emperor's Palace came knocking!"

"Demon Emperor's Palace?"

Yang Fan had been listening quietly until he heard "Demon Emperor's Palace," at which point he couldn't help but ask. He was no longer the clueless, naive young man he was when he first started out. Therefore, he understood very well what the Demon Emperor's Palace represented. During

this trip to the ancient tomb, among the various holy lands, only the mysterious and unpredictable Heavenly Thunder Sword Sect, besides the Demon Emperor's Palace and the Western Zen Sect, did not send anyone. The Heavenly Thunder Sword Sect was detached from worldly affairs, the Western Zen Sect was beyond worldly concerns, and the Demon Emperor's Palace was completely indifferent to everything in the ancient tomb!

Imagine, a treasure that drives all the holy lands crazy, yet the Demon Emperor Palace disdains it. Just how rich is its foundation? The Demon Emperor Palace truly deserves to be the leader of all the holy lands!

Now, the people of the Demon Emperor Palace have approached Lei Laohu. How could Yang Fan not be surprised? He even vaguely guessed that Lei Laohu's improvement in cultivation must be related to the Demon Emperor Palace.

As expected, no sooner had Yang Fan finished speaking than Lei Laohu continued, "That's right, it's the people from the Demon Emperor's Palace. It's strange, really. Although my Lei Hu clan is somewhat famous in the Demon Realm, compared to the Demon Emperor's Palace, we're worlds apart, like a poor village compared to Beijing. Although the Lei Hu clan is also under the Demon Emperor's Palace's jurisdiction, no one from the Demon Emperor's Palace has ever appeared in our clan before, let alone a high-ranking one!"

"When I saw the people from the Demon Emperor's Palace, I was very surprised. When I learned that they specifically wanted to see me, I thought they had discovered that I had secretly run away from the Demon Realm and were going to punish me. But at the time, I thought that with my status, even if they had discovered me, the Demon Emperor's Palace wouldn't have gone to such lengths to come knocking on my door." "

In a daze, they took me to the Holy City and into the Demon Emperor's Palace. Before I could even react, I met the twelve vice hall masters of the Demon Emperor's Palace. And before I even understood what was happening, they bestowed upon me a power transmission, directly raising me from the Qi Movement Realm to the peak of the Refining Spirit Realm!"

"What surprised me even more was that they also bestowed upon me countless rare and precious herbs and elixirs. It was thanks to these elixirs that I was able to raise the overall combat strength of the thugs' club in such a short time. Even Ghost Shadow raised his cultivation to the peak of the Refining Spirit realm with these elixirs!"

"You mean, the people from the Demon Emperor's Palace helped you raise your cultivation? And gave you countless elixirs?"

Yang Fan asked curiously.

"That's right, I was wondering the same thing. What puzzled me even more was that they didn't ask for any reward!"

Lei Laohu lowered his head, not daring to look at Yang Fan. However, Yang Fan's keen divine sense detected a hint of panic in Lei Laohu's eyes when he spoke. Clearly, he was hiding something from Yang Fan.

However, Yang Fan didn't detect any malice in the other party. At his current level of cultivation, his divine sense could immediately detect any ill intentions from him. Although Lei Laohu was hiding something from him, he had no malicious intent. Since that was the case, Yang Fan didn't intend to pursue the matter further.

Who doesn't have secrets, things they can't tell others? Moreover, Lei Laohu, being from the demon realm, was understandably hesitant to reveal the affairs of the Demon Emperor's Palace. The success of the hoodlum club was inextricably linked to him, so why would Yang Fan make things difficult for him over such a trivial matter?

Seeing that Yang Fan wasn't pressing the issue, Lei Laohu secretly breathed a sigh of relief. It wasn't that he didn't want to tell Yang Fan the whole story, but rather that there were certain things he dared not tell Yang Fan. Revealing them would not only hinder Yang Fan's growth but also bring immense danger to the entire Demon Emperor's Palace, the entire demon realm, and even the entire martial arts world.

Precisely because of this, Yang Fan would inevitably be thrust into the limelight, facing a huge crisis. Therefore, whether due to pressure from the Demon Emperor's Palace or concerns for Yang Fan's safety, he couldn't tell Yang Fan the truth. All of this could only be discovered and resolved by Yang Fan himself!

After chatting with Lei Laohu and the others for a while, Yang Fan learned about the entire hoodlum club. He was astonished by what he found; the club's current strength had surpassed the overall strength of any branch base within the main base. Even disregarding Lei Laohu and his companion, the combat power of its members alone exceeded the level of the main base's entire squad.

Adding to this the treasures he obtained during his tomb raiding trip, Yang Fan believed that if he used them on the hoodlum club, he could create an invincible force in the shortest possible time. With this team, even if he went to war with the various holy lands in the future, he would be able to protect himself!

After spending several hours at the club, it was time for dinner. However, this time Yang Fan and the others didn't go out to eat. Dongfang Lan insisted on going home and cooking for them, so Yang Fan could only obediently be carried back to Dongfang Lan's apartment by the two women.

As soon as he entered, Yang Fan jumped onto the sofa, settling in comfortably. He then smiled at the two women, saying, "Alright, if you have any questions, don't keep them to yourself. Ask whatever you want!" Having

known them for so long, Yang Fan knew their personalities well. He figured they were eager to know what had happened while he was gone. However, they understood that if Yang Fan wanted to tell them, he would, and if he forced them to, he wouldn't be happy. It was better to wait for him to speak first.

Yang Fan's actions clearly surprised Dongfang Lan and Lin Jiaxin. They did have some questions and wanted to ask him, but they hadn't dared to bring them up. Now, hearing Yang Fan's words, it seemed he was going to answer their questions, which left them both puzzled and secretly delighted.

"Okay, Yang Fan, tell us, what dangers did you encounter these past few days?"

Dongfang Lan asked with a smile, her eyes darting around.

Yang Fan shifted his posture, looking at the two with a half-smile. Since he had already decided to start a family, some secrets were bound to be revealed sooner or later. The reason Yang Fan had brought up this topic was simply to gradually reveal some of his secrets to them.

Humans are strange creatures. Hearing shocking news suddenly might be emotionally overwhelming, leading to irrational behavior. But if you gradually reveal the shocking news, they will be indifferent to it.

It's like a man bringing home five dollars on the first day, saying he won the lottery; his family will be overjoyed. A week later, he brings home fifty dollars, again from the lottery, and his family will be even happier. A week later, when he brings home five hundred dollars, his family won't be surprised at all; it will seem normal. Until finally, when he wins five million, his family will be as happy as if he won five dollars the first time, praising his good luck.

But if the opposite were true, and that man brought home five million on the first day, then… his family would be in chaos: hysteria, heart attacks, a swarm of relatives… all sorts of problems would arise at once.

Based on these considerations, Yang Fan decided to gradually reveal his secrets to his family. Of course, he would keep some core secrets to himself. But secrets that his family could accept and would find curious were better revealed little by little. Otherwise, in the long run, it would definitely affect family relationships.

For the sake of long-term happiness, Yang Fan had to plan ahead.

Yang Fan's good intentions didn't receive the expected response. However, he was very pleased. Lin Jiaxin and Dongfang Lan's questions stemmed from their concerns about his safety after analyzing the available information. This showed that he was their top priority. Any other curiosity or anxiety was completely forgotten.

He pulled Dongfang Lan and Lin Jiaxin, who were standing, to sit down. One sat on his left, and the other on his right. Yang Fan rested his head on Lin Jiaxin's ample breasts, while his legs were draped over Dongfang Lan's beautiful legs.

The life of having both of them embraced was truly delightful! Yang Fan sighed contentedly, first turning his head to give Lin Jiaxin a hard kiss on her breasts, then gently patting her beautiful legs. His restless hands slipped into the seams of her cheongsam, and he chuckled, "Alright, then I'll give you a proper explanation!"

Lin Jiaxin blushed and glanced at Dongfang Lan first. Seeing that she hadn't noticed Yang Fan's harassment, she subtly pressed down on Yang Fan's restless hands, feigning anger, "I'll tell you, why are you moving around like that?"

However, Yang Fan was a seasoned expert in love, and Lin Jiaxin's resistance was no challenge for him. With almost no effort, he made Lin Jiaxin's beautiful eyes sparkle. Holding Yang Fan's smooth little hand, she no longer tried to stop him from harassing her. On the contrary, she opened the door to convenience, lifting the seams of her cheongsam to give him even more freedom.

Without the obstruction of stockings, without the prickly hair, the incredibly smooth touch and abundant elasticity were endlessly alluring, sparking fantasies. Yang Fan's hand, uncontrollably, began to move little by little towards Lin Jiaxin's intimate areas. All of this was happening right under Dongfang Lan's nose, making both Yang Fan, who was launching the attack, and Lin Jiaxin, who was being ambushed, feel incredibly stimulated. If he hadn't been preoccupied with answering Dongfang Lan's question, perhaps Yang Fan would have already gone further.

"Hoo..."

Yang Fan let out a long breath, temporarily placing his hand only on the outside of Lin Jiaxin's thighs to feel the elasticity of her inner thighs and the softness of her tender buttocks.

It is said that full buttocks symbolize a vigorous ability to nurture life! Stroking Lin Jiaxin's buttocks, Yang Fan couldn't help but praise the wonders of nature once again. Lin Jiaxin's buttocks were medium to large, smooth, full, elastic, and upturned, with soft and flowing curves, and not much subcutaneous fat. From a shape perspective, they were complete, beautiful, and magical!

With clearly defined features, soft and delicate curves, and smooth, silky skin, Yang Fan couldn't help but marvel at the exquisite beauty and pampered existence of nature!

Yang Fan found that his desire swelled instantly. He felt like he was about to collapse. The lovely woman in his arms was so soft, so hot, so light. The part of her body that rested on his palm had begun to harden and enlarge... and even started to wriggle rhythmically...

Chapter 473 [Grilled Hot Dog]

Forcibly suppressing his inner desires, Yang Fan secretly glanced at Dongfang Lan. He noticed that the other party had clearly noticed his little actions towards Lin Jiaxin, but he pretended not to notice. However, he would steal glances from time to time, and even while listening to Yang Fan's explanation, he seemed absent-minded.

Upon noticing this, Yang Fan couldn't help but reach out his left hand and touch her slender waist, saying ambiguously, "Sister Lan, is today some kind of special day?"

Dongfang Lan looked at Yang Fan blankly and asked in confusion, "What special day? Is it your birthday?"

Yang Fan glared at her, amused and annoyed, and said, "It's not my birthday, nor is it yours! I just wanted to ask if any relatives have come to visit?"

"Relatives? No?"

Dongfang Lan was even more confused. Her relationship with the Dongfang family had long been irreconcilable. It could be said that although she had family, she was no different from an orphan. Yang Fan knew this, which was why Dongfang Lan didn't react when he suddenly asked this question.

Seeing Dongfang Lan's reaction, Yang Fan suppressed a laugh and said seriously, "Think carefully, like 'little aunt,' 'middle aunt,' 'big aunt,' and so on!"

Dongfang Lan was still puzzled when she heard "little aunt," but when she heard "middle aunt," she already knew what Yang Fan was going to say. By the time she heard "big aunt," her face had already turned bright red with embarrassment. Her two little hands, without a care, clung to the soft flesh of Yang Fan's waist, pinching it lightly while gently scolding him, "You're so naughty! You're so naughty! You're embarrassing me!"

"Ouch, it hurts! Ouch, harder!"

Yang Fan cried out in pain, but then cried out for harder, and after a few times, he made Dongfang Lan move her position. After a while, Dongfang Lan's embarrassment gradually subsided. Knowing that Yang Fan had been too tired recently and his muscles were not recovering as well as they had consumed, she used all her strength to carefully massage the various acupoints on his waist.

Dongfang Lan's strength was excellent, and her acupoints were accurately located. Each push brought Yang Fan a variety of stimuli, such as soreness, numbness, pain, and itching. Undoubtedly, only when the massage was effective could such sensations occur. Before long, the slight discomfort and stiffness that had been in his body gradually disappeared with her movements.

After this playful banter, Dongfang Lan's mind cleared up. She knew her weakness: when she was with Yang Fan, she would unconsciously lose some of her judgment when she got nervous. She would make mistakes on simple things due to some basic errors. Fortunately,

Yang Fan also knew this. Through his earlier teasing, he had dispelled Dongfang Lan's nervousness, and she had returned to being the wise and intelligent, yet fiery and beautiful snake.

Sensing that he had also stirred up Dongfang Lan's emotions, Yang Fan couldn't help but smile mischievously and say to her, "Sister Lan, how about we try ice and fire... what do you say?"

"Ice and fire?"

Dongfang Lan looked puzzled upon hearing Yang Fan's suggestion.

Seeing the puzzled look on Dongfang Lan's face, Lin Jiaxin couldn't bear it any longer and whispered something in her ear.

After hearing Lin Jiaxin's explanation, Dongfang Lan's face turned bright red, the blush spreading down her neck and even staining the skin near her exposed chest at the hem of her shirt.

Seeing Dongfang Lan's incredibly shy appearance, Yang Fan thought to himself: Oh no! Was I being a bit too much? After being apart for so long, she wasn't particularly enthusiastic about matters of the heart. Was it too much to suddenly make such a request? Before Yang Fan could

finish his self-reproach, he heard Dongfang Lan utter two words in a voice barely above a whisper: "Okay!"

"What? Can you say it again?"

Yang Fan almost thought he had misheard Dongfang Lan's reply.

Saying it once was already enough to make Dongfang Lan bury her face in her breasts; asking her to say it a second time would be like making her die of embarrassment. Even in such a difficult situation, she still firmly said, "They just agreed, ice and fire it is, what's the big deal? We'll see if they don't drain you dry!"

What's that saying again? "Give up and do nothing..." No! No! Using that here is too vulgar. It should be said: The beautiful Lan, with unwavering courage and fearless spirit, resolutely and resolutely roared from the depths of her soul at Yang Fan, this evil demon king.

Sailor Moon Dongfang Lan will surely achieve final victory, draining the essence of the evil demon king Yang Fan, proving the eternal truth that justice will prevail.

For some reason, a scene suddenly popped into Lin Jiaxin's mind—a rather comical erotic comic strip—and she couldn't help but chuckle out loud.

It was already quite an achievement for Dongfang Lan to suppress her shyness and utter these words. What was even more remarkable was that she used the clearly provocative and suggestive term "sucking" for the first time. At such a moment, she was undoubtedly sensitive, vulnerable, and could only accept praise, unable to withstand the slightest criticism.

Unfortunately, Lin Jiaxin, with a wicked sense of humor, thought of Sailor Moon and imagined Yang Fan as the evil demon king about to be sucked away. As a result, she unconsciously laughed out loud, and our female tyrant Dongfang Lan was once again flushed. This time, instead of burying her face between her breasts, she simply threw herself into Yang Fan's arms, ending the awkward scene with the words, "I'm not coming anymore."

Yang Fan was both pleased with his achievement and annoyed by Lin Jiaxin's untimely disruption. A cacophony of joy and anger surged within him simultaneously. He wrapped one arm around Dongfang Lan, his hands roaming excitedly over her body, while his other hand, in a punishing manner, went from caressing Lin Jiaxin's buttocks to a forceful slap after withdrawing.

"Mmm!"

This soft, tingling, tantalizing, bone-sucking, soul-stirring moan, capable of making one lose their balance, actually came from Dongfang Lan. Under the series of massive psychological shocks, she finally opened her heart completely, uncontrollably uttering that breathtakingly seductive sound for the first time.

"Hey!"

This shy, teasing, ambiguous, and alluring sound, capable of making one's blood boil, naturally belonged to Lin Jiaxin, who had unintentionally caused trouble earlier but was now consciously seducing Yang Fan. Far from being intimidated by Yang Fan's discipline, she intentionally or unintentionally resisted his punishment.

If Yang Fan hadn't known she didn't have a masochistic streak, he almost thought she was about to utter even more explosive words.

"Want to try a threesome again?"

The scene before him was too stimulating, so much so that Yang Fan, who had already released his pent-up energy, stood up again with great enthusiasm, seemingly about to shout a slogan: "All the little brothers in the world who are unwilling to stand up when beautiful women are in front of them, stand up! We want to have sex!"

Even though Yang Fan couldn't speak, he could understand his inner thoughts. It trembled and quivered, clearly wanting to have a water-fusion game with the two beauties at the same time, letting them know its length and their depth, and finally achieving a happy ending for everyone.

Dongfang Lan, who was lying on top of Yang Fan, was the first to feel the strangeness below. The shyness that had just left her cheeks immediately returned.

"Could we do ice and fire here?"

"Yang Fan, if you want me to give you ice and fire, I... I want to do it in bed!"

After hesitating for a long time, Dongfang Lan finally mustered up the courage to give Yang Fan this message.

In bed? That's a good idea, a perfect idea!

Imagine yourself sitting on Dongfang Lan's bed, facing the huge floor-to-ceiling windows, watching the afterglow of the setting sun, letting the sunlight shine on your little Yang Fan... oh no, on Dongfang Lan's jet-black hair. Beneath her upturned face, you can see your little Yang Fan entering and exiting her red lips. Just imagining it makes Yang Fan's blood boil, and he desperately wants to drag Dongfang Lan to fulfill this wish!

"My love, let me... serve you!"

However, just as Yang Fan was considering whether to take her back for a "fire and ice" experience, Dongfang Lan's passionate voice reached his ears again.

Casting aside her concerns, Dongfang Lan decided to indulge herself. She bent down with joy, placing her small head between her legs, and before Yang Fan could react, she unzipped her pants, releasing her dragon!

The ferocious beast she had initially encountered now seemed adorable in her eyes, thanks to Dongfang Lan's changed perspective. Although… it still looked somewhat frightening, especially as the distance increased, it became even more terrifying. However, Dongfang Lan didn't feel the slightest displeasure. She

opened her mouth, gently took it in, and then…

Ultimately, she wasn't experienced enough. Even though she had tried several times before, when Dongfang Lan tried again, she was still completely helpless, unable to get a foothold!

Watching that confident and alluring woman kneeling beneath him, making the most intimate contact, Yang Fan felt an indescribable sensation. Of course… the emotional feeling far outweighed the physical sensation.

Watching Dongfang Lan's clumsy, even awkward, movements, Yang Fan couldn't help but reach out and stroke her hair, closing his eyes and sighing with pleasure. Dongfang Lan tried many methods, but no matter what, she could only barely swallow half of the tip. She was too nervous; her tongue remained stiffly pressed against the middle of her mouth, firmly keeping Yang Fan's enormous member out. Swallowing it was naturally impossible!

Scratching an itch through a boot is often more unbearable than not scratching at all, and Yang Fan was in that situation at the moment. If Dongfang Lan hadn't moved her mouth, it would have been fine, but she did. Not only did she move, but she only moved the upper half of her mouth. She simply used her small mouth and tongue to move back and forth around the top part of Yang Fan's penis, without swallowing it. This made things very difficult for Yang Fan. No matter how moving the feeling in his heart was, it was an invisible and intangible emotion. Compared to the physiological stimulation caused by sex hormones, it quickly lost its power. Dongfang Lan's annoying little tongue kept Yang Fan in mid-air, unable to go up or down, making him very frustrated.

Yang Fan couldn't suppress his desire to vent. He let out a low growl, watched Dongfang Lan swallow her saliva, and in the gap of her little tongue's defense, he went straight for the heart of the matter, stuffing Dongfang Lan's mouth full.

"Ugh..."

Dongfang Lan suddenly felt a large foreign object in her mouth. Her throat was stimulated and felt uncomfortable. She moved rapidly many times, but she couldn't push the foreign object out no matter what she did.

In contrast to Dongfang Lan's discomfort, Yang Fan felt as if he were soaring through the clouds, each contraction carrying him to an incomparably magnificent paradise.

"Ugh..."

With a muffled groan, Dongfang Lan finally choked on the foreign object, tears streaming down her face. Realizing what was happening, she simply knelt down with a thud, grabbed Yang Fan's penis with both hands, and pulled it out with all her might.

Yang Fan, somewhat annoyed by the pulling, glanced down at Dongfang Lan, but seeing her pained expression, he felt a pang of pity and quickly withdrew.

Having this chance to catch her breath, Dongfang Lan, who had almost suffocated, cherished it immensely. She gasped for breath, breathing in the fresh air, and after a long while, she sighed, "I almost choked to death!"

"Hehe..."

Lin Jiaxin, who was facing Dongfang Lan, giggled for a while, until Dongfang Lan got annoyed by her laughter and started to complain coquettishly. Only then did she stop laughing and say, "Sister Lan, you're so greedy! I haven't even touched my food yet, and you're already trying to eat my portion. Now you're being punished, aren't you?"

Dongfang Lan was both embarrassed and angry at Lin Jiaxin's teasing. She swiftly reached out her small hand and pinched Lin Jiaxin's bottom hard: "I'll teach you to talk nonsense!"

"Ouch!"

Lin Jiaxin exclaimed in surprise. She instinctively flinched away, but Dongfang Lan wouldn't let her go. Terrified, Lin Jiaxin dodged while pleading with Yang Fan, "Husband, help! Sister Lan is going to kill me to cover it up!"

Before Yang Fan could respond to her cries, he stopped Dongfang Lan's advances. Realizing her mission wasn't complete, and disliking giving up halfway, Dongfang Lan stopped her playful antics and lowered her head again towards Yang Fan's lower body.

This time, however, Dongfang Lan gave Yang Fan a completely new experience. The moment his massive member was swallowed by Dongfang Lan again, a not-so-intense stinging pain exploded around his member like a bomb. The pain wasn't intense, but it was incredibly stimulating, causing his body, with its joints sealed, to tremble violently.

Within this stinging sensation lay a fiery heat, causing Yang Fan's already burning member to heat up even further! At this moment, an image involuntarily flashed through Yang Fan's mind: a hot dog being roasted. Wasn't he just like that hot dog on a hot stove? The only difference was that his member wasn't cooked, because every time the temperature reached a critical point, a large amount of liquid would envelop it, lowering the temperature while greatly increasing its lubrication!

Chapter 474 [Cicada's Wings]

Without truly experiencing that kind of stimulation, one cannot imagine its effects. In the intense stimulation, every slight movement of Dongfang Lan caused Yang Fan's body to tremble violently, his pores fully open, his face flushed, and the intense sensations in his lower body constantly sending dangerous signals to his brain.

Dongfang Lan's movements gradually quickened from gentle to rapid, and the temperature of the flames reached its peak at this moment—the allure of the uniform combined with the scorching heat! Even if Yang Fan was strong in this area, he couldn't sustain this continuous stimulation for much longer.

When Dongfang Lan reached her maximum speed, her body, already heightened by the intense stimulation, became even more sensitive. Dongfang Lan's movements were noticeably more practiced than at the beginning; with her eyes closed and her face flushed, she teased Yang Fan with various subtle movements.

Yang Fan's body trembled more and more violently. Half an hour had passed, and there was no need for him to consciously try to ejaculate prematurely; his body could no longer withstand the constant stimulation. A

powerful ejaculation was accompanied by even more intense spasms. Yang Fan truly possessed extraordinary talent in this area; this was his third ejaculation in less than a day, yet it was still of high quality and quantity, no less than the previous two.

Dongfang Lan's small hands moved up and down; her small mouth could no longer hold all the essence, some dripping from the corners of her mouth to the ground.

Yang Fan's face was now flushed, and a fine layer of sweat had appeared on his body. Even when he had been with the two women before, his reaction hadn't been this intense. Dongfang Lan was looking at Yang Fan, and Yang Fan was also looking at her. Yang Fan was astonished to find that Dongfang Lan had swallowed everything in her mouth.

Yang Fan looked at Dongfang Lan, panting heavily, the intense climax still lingering. The full release made his heart tremble; this wasn't something he could enjoy every day!

"What are you looking at?"

Dongfang Lan rolled her eyes at Yang Fan, pulling out a tissue to wipe her mouth.

Yang Fan chuckled, "I'm watching my countless offspring flow away!"

"Pah!"

Dongfang Lan rolled her eyes at Yang Fan, spitting lightly, but said nothing.

"Alright, Wan'er, you're done, now it's my turn!"

Just then, Lin Jiaxin squeezed in. She hadn't wanted to join in, but seeing Dongfang Lan eating Yang Fan's food, she felt inexplicably annoyed. She hadn't even tasted it yet! Especially seeing Dongfang Lan enjoying it so much only solidified her resolve!

Good heavens! What kind of talk is this? Yang Fan was practically overwhelmed by this sudden happiness. You see, the wives and concubines in the family were incredibly passive in this regard. Enjoying such treatment was extremely difficult for them, but now, two of them had come at once!

Words are always the slowest thing to say at this moment. Before she could even utter a word of agreement, Yang Fan's head had already plunged down hard…

The scorching heat baked Lin Jiaxin's delicate face. The moment she swallowed that enormous thing, her entire body felt as if it had been lightly washed by something scalding hot. Taking a deep breath and making sure she was ready, Lin Jiaxin gently enveloped that enormous thing with her lips.

Before doing it, no one knows how much potential they have. She originally thought that being able to accommodate half of it was her limit, but incredibly… she actually bit down on the whole thing. Although it felt very strenuous, although… it made her very sad, although there were so many shortcomings, she still did it, didn't she?

Saliva dripped uncontrollably from the corners of her mouth, the clear, sticky fluid flowing one drop after another, seemingly clinging to the ground. Reflected in the sunlight streaming through the window, it was so ambiguous, so lewd. At this moment, Lin Jiaxin admired Dongfang Lan immensely; how could she bite down on something so enormous and still manage to make a swallowing motion!

She channeled her admiration for Dongfang Lan into motivation. A tidal wave of pleasure surged through Lin Jiaxin's heart, spreading throughout her entire being as her mouth struggled.

The more she swallowed, the more she took in, the more she felt the emptiness below. In this moment, she desperately craved a strong man to pin her down and brutally possess her!

Yang Fan, meanwhile, was almost squinting with pleasure. The woman beneath him was so attached to him; her eyes revealed nothing but adoration and worship. At this moment, she considered him her everything, her all!

The intense pleasure in his sensitive areas intertwined with the wonderful feeling of psychological conquest, further permeated by a slight sense of guilt stemming from his previous perverse pleasures. What remained for Yang Fan was an unforgettable, complex, and contradictory joy.

However, at that very moment, Yang Fan suddenly noticed Lin Jiaxin's tongue rapidly cooling. Before he could react, it felt as if his little manhood had been placed in a freezer. But unlike before, his little guy wasn't frozen solid; instead, a nimble little tongue was cleaning it…

The deft little tongue, with just a few light touches, caused Yang Fan to let out a long groan. Was this the sensation of

both fire and ice? If Dongfang Lan had given him a burning, almost melting, breathless feeling, then Lin Jiaxin gave him a cool, comfortable, and soul-stirring beauty!

Lin Jiaxin's movements were noticeably clumsy, but the "scene" she deliberately created gave Yang Fan intense sensory stimulation no matter how she moved. The feeling was indescribable. This wasn't Yang Fan's first time being pleasured, but the sensation was unlike anything he'd ever experienced, especially now, with the lingering heat from Dongfang Lan's touch. At this moment, Yang Fan truly experienced what it meant to be in a state of extreme pleasure! Yang Fan's body trembled, and his eyes had become strangely unfocused…

Lin Jiaxin gently grasped his erect penis with both hands, slowly sucking and releasing its massive tip. Her eyes were languid, and her body had already begun to react.

The stimulation was simply too intense. Even with Yang Fan's excellent physique, he had never experienced such a bizarre sensation. This intense stimulation was different from simply having sex with Lin Jiaxin before. It wasn't just physical pleasure; seeing such a beautiful woman beneath him, the intense feeling of conquest quickly brought him to the peak of pleasure.

"Ah! Xin Xin, I can't take it anymore, get up!"

Yang Fan couldn't bear to let Lin Jiaxin suffer for him, but Lin Jiaxin held on firmly, not letting Yang Fan break free. In this struggle, Yang Fan could no longer suppress his body's reaction, and an even stronger ejaculation occurred, his vibrant spring fully aroused, the seed of life bursting forth once more.

Lin Jiaxin paused for a moment, biting down hard on the tip of his penis, gently stroking its extension with her small hand, until Yang Fan had completely ejaculated, then slowly raised her head to look at him.

To Yang Fan's surprise, Lin Jiaxin, imitating Dongfang Lan, swallowed everything in her mouth!

Seeing Lin Jiaxin's current state, Yang Fan couldn't resist any longer. He leaned back, grabbed Dongfang Lan and Lin Jiaxin, and forcefully ripped their clothes together, making a ripping sound. In the blink of an eye, two perfect, delicate bodies appeared before Yang Fan!

Yang Fan stretched out his arm and pulled Dongfang Lan into his arms, then reached out and pulled Lin Jiaxin, who almost fell, back onto the sofa. Suddenly having two more people in his arms, Yang Fan naturally couldn't control his body and also fell back onto the sofa. The three of them rolled around in a ball, one on top of the other, intimately close.

The torn clothes all fell to the floor. The two women embracing Yang Fan were only wearing underwear. Lin Jiaxin was fine; she had already adjusted her mindset. However, Dongfang Lan was quite uncomfortable.

Especially... Lin Jiaxin was only half-holding Yang Fan's arm, lying sideways on one of his thighs, but Dongfang Lan was different. She was straddling Yang Fan, her anus pressed directly against his genitals.

At such a sensitive moment, how could Dongfang Lan not be nervous? She felt her whole body trembling, especially her anus, which contracted rapidly.

Yang Fan naturally knew exactly where he was pressing against Dongfang Lan; the heat emanating from there felt as if it could melt him completely.

At this moment, Yang Fan desperately wanted some kind of relief, to put his exposed member back in its proper, damp place. However, Yang Fan also knew that now was not the time.

Lin Jiaxin lay there for a while, and seeing no movement from the other two, she simply got up and moved closer to Dongfang Lan, saying, "Lan, how about the three of us do it together? I've always heard people talk about threesomes, threesomes, it seems like what we're doing now, I heard it's very exciting, do we want to try it?"

"Three...threesome?"

Dongfang Lan couldn't help but swallow, her mind blank. This was certainly something Dongfang Lan longed for, but... a threesome? That was a bit too exciting... Although it wasn't her first time, it was the first time she'd ever heard the term "threesome"...

"Yeah! Let's divide the roles. I heard that one person is on top and the other on the bottom. Wan'er, do you prefer being on top or on the bottom?"

Lin Jiaxin was genuinely well-intentioned and didn't have any complicated thoughts. She just felt that things had come to this point, so why not try something new?

"Ahem..."

Yang Fan coughed, reminding the two not to forget his presence. After they both looked down at him shyly, Yang Fan said, "If you ask me, Lanlan should be on top, and Xinxin on the bottom."

Lin Jiaxin didn't care what Dongfang Lan was thinking. She climbed behind Dongfang Lan, pushed her, and pressed Dongfang Lan against Yang Fan's chest. Then she laughed and said, "Sister Lan, I won't be polite anymore. I'm going to start enjoying myself, hehe..."

After saying that, Lin Jiaxin took the initiative to kiss Yang Fan, hooked her legs around his waist, and rolled around on the sofa with him in her arms. She was already overwhelmed with passion, and at this moment, she couldn't care less about anything else!

As they rolled, the concave and convex parts naturally merged together. No one knew whether Yang Fan pushed Lin Jiaxin down or Lin Jiaxin pushed Yang Fan back. However, it didn't matter. What mattered was that the two of them were finally one, and the moment of passion truly arrived at this moment.

Gentle advances, swift retreats, each cycle adding another wonderful accumulation. This gentle and fierce, itchy and tingling, hot and fiery... this entanglement of sensations made Lin Jiaxin deeply intoxicated after just one try.

Without Yang Fan's guidance, her legs instinctively clamped around Yang Fan's strong waist, tightly gripping him, as if only in this way could she allow herself to roll with the waves in this sea of desire, to rise and fall in the valleys and on the crests, without being overwhelmed by the seawater. After less than a hundred thrusts, Lin Jiaxin couldn't help but feel a jolt of numbness in her body, her face flushed, and she let out a scream before collapsing onto the bed.

Yang Fan, holding the limp Lin Jiaxin, was somewhat amused and exasperated. How long had it been? She had already come three times! Not only Yang Fan, but even Lin Jiaxin herself, lying on the bed with her soul seemingly soaring, was bewildered by her body's sensitivity.

The sensation, as if her soul were soaking in a hot spring, was so wonderful that the bewilderment only lasted a moment before being quickly forgotten.

"Never mind… this feeling is just too wonderful, let me enjoy it a little longer…"

Yang Fan, of course, couldn't hear Lin Jiaxin's low moans. He leaned down, staring into her dazed eyes, trying to rouse her.

A kiss… unsuccessful. Although she responded, it was merely a natural bodily reaction, a completely unconscious act. He kissed her again, from her jade-like neck to behind her ear, from her pink arms to her nipples, leaving trails of saliva, but the result was the same.

So, he decided to ignore her reaction and focus on finding his own pleasure. He believed that when he felt pleasure, she would also regain consciousness under the call of pleasure!

After the missionary position, Yang Fan chose the rear-entry position… also known as the "Cicada's Wings" position from the *Jade Chamber Essentials*. This position often allows for deeper contact between the two, and the most wonderful aspect lies in the woman's buttocks, the part with the most muscle tissue.

Soft, tender, elastic, and smooth—all these wonderful qualities combined, bumping against her, bouncing back, bumping against her again, bouncing back again… repeating this repeatedly, the sensation is truly indescribable!

Chapter 475 [Equally Matched]

Yang Fan was having a blast, while Lin Jiaxin, under the call of this wonderful sensation, slowly regained consciousness. A woman's resilience is astonishing. Like that superwoman in a South Asian garden who, despite a record-breaking two hundred blooms and

withers, was completely unharmed, though a little tired. Based on this understanding, Yang Fan, noticing Lin Jiaxin's increased initiative, immediately intensified his offensive, unleashing all the techniques he hadn't yet used. Blooming, withering. Withering, blooming!

Lin Jiaxin's robust physique, like the waves of the ocean, was gradually awakened by Yang Fan, until… the end of love. Just as he was about to ejaculate, Yang Fan abruptly pulled out, and a white thread shot from Lin Jiaxin's buttocks, landing on her hair. She instinctively turned her head, and another white thread… landed on her face. On her back… on her buttocks…

this time, the amount was astonishing. But the desire that had been burning within Yang Fan for so long still hadn't subsided…

Yang Fan naturally saw the bewilderment on Dongfang Lan's face; how could he let her continue thinking now? Without hesitation, Yang Fan reached out with both hands and pinched Dongfang Lan's two nipples, which were exposed outside her white, lace bra, giving them a gentle twist.

"Ah!"

Dongfang Lan cried out in surprise, quickly covering them with her hands, but this didn't stop Yang Fan's actions. Her hands covered his fingers, not swatting them away.

Yang Fan, just released, trembled with pleasure. He needed something to distract himself, to prolong the pleasure. Dongfang Lan's exposed breasts were naturally the best tool for distraction, so he wasn't going to give them up easily.

The struggle between Yang Fan and Dongfang Lan for those breasts quickly escalated into a heated exchange. Unconsciously, Dongfang Lan was also aroused, and certain sensitive areas of her body reacted quickly. If she were alone, she could have many ways to alleviate this reaction, such as drinking ice water, taking a shower, or touching certain sensitive areas to reach her peak in the shortest time and then completely forget the feeling…

When Yang Fan noticed Dongfang Lan's arousal, he quickly shifted his focus, releasing his hold on her breasts and sliding his hand down to her arms. He then pushed and pressed her face, exposing her private parts to his gaze.

Because of the suddenness, the tension, the fear, or some other emotion, when Dongfang Lan discovered her most intimate part exposed to Yang Fan, she not only failed to obey her instinctive commands to stop her bodily secretions, but instead became even more frequent.

"Hmm, a little fishy, a little fragrant, a bit like seaweed..."

Yang Fan sniffed, making a judgment that nearly made Dongfang Lan roll off the bed in embarrassment.

While Yang Fan was pondering his next move, Dongfang Lan's face seemed to be roasted over a fire, her colors constantly shifting, quite a sight.

Finally, unable to contain her shame, she whispered a complaint, "Yang... Yang Fan, you keep looking at me there, it's so embarrassing!"

Yang Fan, just coming to his senses, heard Dongfang Lan's words, and upon focusing again, couldn't help but chuckle. It turned out that at this moment… he was staring at the most private part of this young woman's body, and he had been watching for a full quarter of an hour.

“Huh? These liquids… are suspicious!”

Hearing Yang Fan's words, Dongfang Lan was even more embarrassed, her private parts, which she had been intentionally or unintentionally concealing, completely shutting out his gaze.

“Yang… Fan…” Dongfang Lan was so ashamed and indignant that she didn't know how to express her emotions. From initial shyness, to later openness, to calmness, and now experiencing uncontrollable shame again. Under these circumstances, she couldn't help but… reach her peak again! Her

eyes were moist from Yang Fan's gaze, and she reached the peak of pleasure because of the words “liquids… are suspicious.” Just thinking about it made Dongfang Lan feel ashamed of her physical reaction. It was conceivable that this memory would be permanently etched in Dongfang Lan's mind, becoming an unforgettable memory for her entire life!

“Good heavens!”

The situation before him left Yang Fan speechless. What's that saying again? Right! It's better not to say anything; the more you say it, the more unbearable it becomes!

Yang Fan merely uttered, "Liquid...suspicious," and Dongfang Lan immediately reacted with extreme intensity.

"I only wanted a drop of water, but you gave me the entire ocean, Lan'er..."

Yang Fan couldn't help but shed tears of emotion, so he decided to end the foreplay as quickly as possible and completely merge with her. However...before that, some fluid still needed to be cleaned up.

Dongfang Lan covered her face, not daring to look at Yang Fan at all. Heaven knows how shy she was right now, but...the more shy she was, the more sensitive her body became.

"Let me die, this is so embarrassing!"

Wiping away the girl's sensitive fluid was a heart-stopping task. The slightest physical contact made her tremble, tremble, and tremble again, while her reason desperately tried to suppress it all. Like a spring, the harder it was compressed, the stronger the rebound.

At that moment, just as Dongfang Lan's reason finally gave way to the sensual stimulation, a lingering, shy moan escaped her lips, like the soft strains of a flute, echoing for days…

“No, there… it’s dirty…”

Seeing Yang Fan move his face toward her private parts, Dongfang Lan, who had just regained some of her senses, clutched Yang Fan’s head, her face flushed redder than the morning sun.

Yang Fan chuckled softly, saying nothing, but simply blowing hot breath into Dongfang Lan’s mouth. Dongfang Lan was already feeling quite aroused, but now Lin Jiaxin had regained some strength and actively sought out Yang Fan’s large member, swallowing it whole. As she reached her climax, she let out a series of seductive moans that penetrated to the bone, each one piercing Dongfang Lan’s ears.

Even more outrageous, Lin Jiaxin wasn't satisfied with just doing what she loved; she also pressed her breasts against Dongfang Lan's back with all her might. Her two soft yet firm breasts pressed against Dongfang Lan's back, one after another, driving her incredibly agitated…

The extremely soft areas, touching the equally soft tongue, underwent a dramatic change in a very short time. Some areas hardened, some became softer, and some were like incredibly juicy peaches; just a slight touch filled Yang Fan's mouth with their sweet juice, which dripped all over his face and mouth.

It must be said that at this moment, Lin Jiaxin's moans were extremely seductive. Under her rhythmic teasing, Dongfang Lan also emitted similar soft moans, one after another, closely following Lin Jiaxin's rhythm, creating a duet of spring tides.

Merely passively enjoying herself was clearly not Dongfang Lan's style. Since she had the courage to take the first step, she naturally wouldn't be satisfied with just getting a little bit. More and more pleasure, like mountains, like tides, like prison, like the sea. Wave after wave, the ecstasy so intense that Dongfang Lan held Yang Fan's head with both hands, vigorously thrusting her hips as if riding a swift, lightning-fast horse.

Yang Fan was quite satisfied with the results of his exploration of Dongfang Lan's body. The exterior was merely a common, pinkish-white, but the interior was a labyrinthine, hidden paradise, its twists and turns nearly snapping Yang Fan's tongue inside.

Fortunately, Yang Fan reacted quickly, withdrawing at the first sign of trouble, only lingering on the outside, occasionally making lightning-fast incursions before retreating swiftly, giving Dongfang Lan no chance to close the door and beat her. The

fierce battle seemed endless, the three men and women battling with desire and passion all descending into near-madness. Finally, Lin Jiaxin succumbed again, letting out a cry and withdrawing from the fight.

As soon as Lin Jiaxin collapsed from exhaustion, Yang Fan didn't hesitate to grab Dongfang Lan, roll over on the bed, and pin her down.

"Lan'er, come, taste yourself!"

Yang Fan teased, half-playfully, sticking his tongue into Dongfang Lan's mouth.

Dongfang Lan blushed, instinctively turning her head away, pushing him away, saying, "Yang Fan, no more..." But Yang Fan ignored her, covering her mouth with his tongue and forcefully inserting it. Before long, Dongfang Lan's mouth was occupied, and she naturally couldn't muster any more resistance, simply accepting her fate.

To her surprise, Dongfang Lan didn't taste the unbearable flavor she expected; instead, it was only slightly sweet and fishy. Upon closer inspection, the taste wasn't bad at all. She couldn't tell if it was the taste of her own semen or Yang Fan's saliva.

Yang Fan didn't give Dongfang Lan much time to savor it. He began to wreak havoc in her mouth, his large tongue repeatedly entwining with Dongfang Lan's, plundering more from her intimate space.

While mere stimulation of sensitive areas might only bring a woman to a physiological arousal, arousing passion, intense French kissing could quickly bring her to the brink of psychological climax, creating the illusion that she absolutely needed it.

Yang Fan understood this perfectly. With a few moves, he successfully aroused Dongfang Lan's desire to unite with him. Then, without hesitation, he parted Dongfang Lan's lower body and gently entered.

The process of conquering her was far more difficult than Yang Fan had anticipated. That seemingly self-closing entrance was like a demon's lair from which he could never reach its bottom. With every step Yang Fan took, he was violently squeezed by immense forces surrounding him from all directions. A moment's carelessness and he would be forced out of Dongfang Lan's body. It took Yang Fan a full three minutes, and he still hadn't been able to truly enter; he was only hovering about an inch away from the outermost entrance.

Dongfang Lan, her passion surging, was incredibly enthusiastic. Her two long, beautiful legs were tightly wrapped around Yang Fan's waist, contracting and pressing forcefully, as if trying to force him into her body.

Taking a deep breath, knowing that conventional methods wouldn't achieve his goal, Yang Fan secretly mobilized his internal energy, directing it directly to the very tip of Dongfang Lan's vital point. When he forcefully thrust it into Dongfang Lan's body, it was like a

powerful sword cutting through a path, unstoppable. He sighed inwardly, inwardly praising the Jade Clam containing a Pearl as truly worthy of its name! Each entry felt like a rollercoaster ride for Yang Fan's soul, lingering in a blissful state of ecstasy. An endless close-quarters battle unfolded between Yang Fan and Dongfang Lan, two heavyweight masters. They fought hand-to-hand, employing numerous techniques, alternating between gaining the upper hand, and constantly emitting heavy, beast-like panting.

After an unknown amount of time, Yang Fan and Dongfang Lan simultaneously let out a roar like tigers howling through the mountains. Their bodies stiffened at the same time. In her excitement, Dongfang Lan displayed even more eccentricities, not only fiercely scratching Yang Fan's back but also biting two neat rows of teeth marks into his shoulder.

After Yang Fan inserted those bullets, seemingly capable of piercing the soul, into Dongfang Lan's body, he refused to dislodge her. Instead, he lay on top of her, pressing down on her, gazing at her, panting, and gently caressing her delicate body.

Dongfang Lan, at this moment, was utterly powerless, unable to muster any other thoughts. She allowed Yang Fan to do as he pleased, her eyes half-closed, completely still!

The extent of pleasure that night was immeasurable. Yang Fan only knew that when he woke up that day, he felt unsteady on his feet for the first time in his life.

Neither Lin Jiaxin alone, nor Dongfang Lan alone, was a match for Yang Fan. Even two or three of them would likely only become his snacks.

But when Lin Jiaxin and Dongfang Lan combined, when the two world-renowned treasures, Jade Clam with Pearl and Nine-Bend Linked Rings, were combined, they unleashed unparalleled power.

Especially these two renowned artifacts—one famous for its immense suction power, the other for its intricate pathways—combined with the combined effects of their ice and fire techniques, created a formidable force that fought Yang Fan to a standstill. The sofa, bedroom, bathroom—everywhere in the suite became a battlefield for the three, leaving traces of their struggle everywhere!

They didn't fall into a deep sleep until dawn.

The next day, Yang Fan returned to the hoodlum club. There was one important thing he'd forgotten to tell Lei Laohu and the others: his trip to the ancient tomb had yielded a large quantity of spiritual herbs and divine weapons. These herbs were even better than those Lei Laohu had brought back from the demon realm.

Yang Fan's original intention was to use these herbs and weapons to build a powerful team. Now, Lei Laohu had completed the first step, giving the team its initial form. Yang Fan believed that with the addition of these herbs, the team's combat power would increase significantly. This would give him a solid foundation and the confidence to challenge the major holy lands!

Chapter 476 [Rewarding the Beauty]

After leaving the hoodlum club, Yang Fan didn't go back to find Dongfang Lan and the others. Instead, he decided to go to Peking University first to see Lin Wan'er.

Relatively speaking, among all his women, he had a relationship with Lin Wan'er relatively early, but their time together was extremely short. Most of the time, they only eased their longing through phone calls. This made Yang Fan feel even more indebted to her. Therefore, after leaving the hoodlum club, he rushed to Peking University without stopping.

At Peking University, Lin Wan'er also had her own faculty dormitory. Although her home was not far from Peking University, she mostly lived alone on campus. Fortunately, Yang Fan not only knew the place but also had the key to the apartment.

When he arrived at Lin Wan'er's house, she wasn't home. Luckily, Yang Fan had the key, so he didn't have to wait outside. When he opened the door and saw the familiar and warm decorations inside, Yang Fan's heart warmed. Relatively speaking, only when he returned to Lin Wan'er's house, or visited her home, did he feel a sense of home.

This feeling was strange, yet real. In Yang Fan's heart, he had always longed for a home of his own, but it was destined that building such a family would not be easy!

This wish was simple, yet not easy. In truth, being able to stay with the woman he loved was a true home, but with so many beautiful women around him, building a family was equally difficult. Just thinking about getting them to accept each other and live harmoniously gave Yang Fan a headache. The difficulty of this task was no less than experiencing life-or-death battles!

Moreover, Yang Fan vaguely felt that his comfortable days were coming to an end, especially after the trip to the ancient tomb. He had almost completely confronted the major holy lands. Although they might not know in the short term that their holy son had died at his hands, secrets don't last forever…

Therefore, he had to build a force strong enough to protect them before that moment arrived. The existence of the major holy lands made Yang Fan feel the pressure.

He had always believed he could gradually understand the ways of the world and comprehend the pure heart within it. But now it seemed his long journey through the mortal realm was nearing its end!

Looking back, Yang Fan suddenly realized his perspective had been too limited. Perhaps in this city, his strength was sufficient to handle all changes. But he shouldn't forget that behind this bustling metropolis lay a vast martial world, and within that world, the foundation of even a single holy land was far beyond his current capabilities.

The history of these sects, even a single holy land, had accumulated and matured over nearly a thousand years. Just imagine the sheer scale of the foundations of each sect across the realms over a thousand years! Just thinking about it made Yang Fan tremble! In the various holy lands, not to mention the countless Void Returning Realm experts with strength comparable to the Blood Lotus Demon, there were countless Primordial Chaos Realm experts hidden among them!

Moreover, in the martial world, countless sects, large and small, also possessed considerable strength. How many masters were among them? Thinking this, Yang Fan suddenly felt immense pressure. Perhaps life in the bustling capital of Yanjing would be carefree, but he was, after all, a martial artist. He didn't belong to the mortal world, and thus would inevitably have to enter the martial world sooner or later. With his current cultivation level, how much could he possibly achieve?

Strength! Everything still stemmed from strength. This strength included not only his own abilities but also the power he wielded. Perhaps the Yang Fan of the past could be indifferent to all power because he was alone, but now, with ties to him, he could no longer have such detached thoughts.

"Bodhi has no tree, the bright mirror is not a stand; originally there is nothing, where can dust alight?"

The Yang Fan of the past had always defined himself with this supreme Buddhist Zen philosophy, but now it seemed he couldn't be indifferent to everything. Since he couldn't let go, he could only try his best to hold on tight!

Lin Wan'er wasn't home, so Yang Fan wasn't too surprised. She was a workaholic, otherwise she wouldn't have been nicknamed "Tyrannosaurus Rex." Working until midnight was normal for her. Frankly, if it weren't for Yang Fan, Lin Wan'er probably wouldn't have had time to think about personal matters.

Thinking of her hard work, Yang Fan decided to reward her. With that in mind, he went into the kitchen and started cooking. He planned to prepare dinner to share with her!

Although Yang Fan's cooking skills weren't great, growing up with his master meant he had to cook for himself, which had honed his skills. While not a master chef, he could easily make some simple home-style dishes.

After half an hour, five or six delicate dishes were laid out on the table. Yang Fan then went to the bathroom for a thorough wash, waiting for his beauty to return.

This wasn't because Yang Fan was clean or had any ulterior motives. It was because he had spent so much time with Dongfang Lan and the others, and naturally, he had picked up their perfume. If Lin Wan'er smelled it, who knew what kind of jealousy Yang Fan would face! He was well aware of Lin Wan'er's methods. Therefore, he needed to take appropriate defensive measures before she discovered them. As the saying goes, prevention is better than cure!

The clock struck midnight, and soon Lin Wan'er returned. However, as soon as she opened the door, she was greeted by an enticing aroma, causing her to pause in surprise. But she quickly realized what was happening.

Having grown up in Yanjing, Lin Wan'er naturally had her own sources of information; she already knew of Yang Fan's return. Furthermore, besides herself, only Yang Fan possessed the key to this place. Seeing the scene before her, how could she not know that Yang Fan had returned?

Naturally, knowing of Yang Fan's return had made her anxious and caused her to lose her appetite. She longed to take the initiative to see him, but the clever Lin Wan'er chose to wait patiently, hoping Yang Fan would come to her. Because, long ago, when she decided to offer herself to Yang Fan, she had already prepared her attitude.

Now, smelling that aroma, her stomach immediately began to protest. Lin Wan'er, who had initially been slightly dissatisfied, completely lost her temper upon smelling this aroma. It is said that a woman who wants to win a man's heart must first win his stomach. But with Yang Fan, this saying could be completely reversed!

Just as a happy smile appeared on her face, Lin Wan'er suddenly realized that she had been thinking about how to vent her dissatisfaction, so why had she surrendered so quickly? Thinking this, she tried to keep a straight face.

But what makes a beauty beautiful is that she is never unattractive, whether angry or coquettish; every smile and frown can captivate others. Lin Wan'er was like that; even with a deliberately straight face, she possessed a captivating charm!

Women are often easily satisfied. When Lin Wan'er saw Yang Fan sitting on the sofa in a bathrobe, propping his head up with his hand, clearly waiting for someone, her deliberately feigned expression couldn't be maintained any longer.

Love between men and women doesn't necessarily need grand vows. True love is often reflected in the insignificant actions and the smallest things in daily life. Perhaps grand vows can make love more exciting and allow couples to experience the beauty of romance, but whether such love can last is unknown. Because this kind of love contains too many vows and promises, it becomes illusory and impractical!

Can love detached from reality truly last? In Lin Wan'er's view, true love lies in the care and concern of daily life. Sweet words between lovers can certainly enhance their feelings, but nothing is as real and tangible as genuine care!

She knew that Yang Fan had many things to deal with upon returning to Yanjing, but he still took time out of his busy schedule to personally prepare food for her. He didn't eat anything else; just this thoughtfulness was enough to dispel all of Lin Wan'er's dissatisfaction and transform all her jealousy into deep love!

Just as Lin Wan'er was so moved that she wanted to give him everything, she suddenly noticed that Yang Fan was acting strangely today. Previously, Yang Fan never changed his clothes when he came to her place, meaning he never took the initiative to shower. He would only go to the bathroom to wash up if she agreed to shower with him. But today, Yang Fan had taken the initiative to shower thoroughly!

Although it wasn't because she found Yang Fan dirty, Lin Wan'er, who had always been clean-loving, was somewhat fastidious about cleanliness. Therefore, she always insisted that they both wash up in the bathroom before making love. However, men, especially Yang Fan, who had long been labeled as "smelly men," weren't particularly fond of bathing. If it weren't for the beautiful woman accompanying him, he would never have bothered with it.

Every cause has its effect. Yang Fan's decision to go shower without waiting for her today told Lin Wan'er that something was amiss. She knew Yang Fan too well; even if he were dirty, he would never wash himself off first—he would wait for her, as it was a perfect excuse. But today, he obediently washed himself clean—there was only one reason: he smelled of perfume!

It must be said, Lin Wan'er, being an educator, was remarkably perceptive, able to deduce the situation from just a few simple actions of Yang Fan. Just then, upon noticing Lin Wan'er, Yang Fan's first reaction wasn't to get up and take what was in his hands, but rather to habitually sniff his clothes. This action further confirmed Lin Wan'er's suspicions.

"Yang Fan, what are you sniffing? You reek of sweat, how could you possibly smell perfume? Such a beautiful woman is right here, and instead of sniffing yourself, you're sniffing yourself. Have you developed some bad habits after not seeing each other for months? That's not good!"

Lin Wan'er said in a cryptic tone, sitting down calmly in front of Yang Fan.

Yang Fan, who had his own ulterior motives, immediately suspected that Lin Wan'er had smelled the lingering perfume on him, but being quick-witted, he wasn't foolish enough to follow her line of reasoning.

Pretending to have just fallen asleep, Yang Fan rubbed his arms before saying with a bewildered expression, "Wan'er, you're back. Look at me, I accidentally fell asleep. Oh, right, I've already made dinner. It'll get cold if we don't eat soon. Wash your hands and eat!"

With that, Yang Fan got up and headed for the kitchen.

Watching Yang Fan hunch away, Lin Wan'er was both amused and annoyed. Sometimes, Yang Fan acted like a grown man, making her feel an inexplicable sense of security and strength leaning against his chest. But other times, he acted like a child, doing innocent and funny things that made her laugh.

Yang Fan was like that now; he was like a child who had done something wrong, hastily running away after being caught, his panicked and flustered appearance undeniably hilarious. It made the already mild-mannered Lin Wan'er even more exasperated.

A moment later, Yang Fan returned from the kitchen carrying a bowl of steaming soup. From afar, Lin Wan'er smelled an enticing aroma. Seeing Yang Fan walking along, enjoying the cool soup, she was happy to receive this rare treat.

"What kind of soup is this? It smells so good! One sip and I feel all warm!"

Taking the soup from Yang Fan, Lin Wan'er took a small sip and asked him.

"Is it good? I made a lot. I'll get you more after you finish this."

Without answering Lin Wan'er's question, Yang Fan said with a smile.

"It's delicious, really delicious! This is the best soup I've ever had in my life. I don't care anymore, I want to drink this soup every day from now on!"

Lin Wan'er managed to maintain a very ladylike demeanor while drinking the soup, but as the warmth spread throughout her body, she no longer cared about her image and finished the whole bowl in one gulp before pleading with Yang Fan.

"As long as you like it, Wan'er, I'll definitely make it for you every day from now on!"

Taking the small bowl from Lin Wan'er, Yang Fan casually said as he walked towards the kitchen.

Although she knew Yang Fan was lying, Lin Wan'er couldn't help but feel a surge of joy. Following Yang Fan into the kitchen, she casually leaned against the doorframe, watching his focused expression as he ladled soup. Suddenly, her cheeks flushed, and then her entire body heated up.

Lin Wan'er felt an unnamed flame erupt from her lower abdomen, instantly enveloping her entire body, as if she were in a furnace. Her thin clothes were instantly soaked with sweat. The sudden heat made her want to strip off all her clothes.

"Yang Fan, what kind of soup is this? It's like drinking strong liquor, making me so hot! I can't take it anymore, I need to take a shower, or I'll burn up!"

Leaning against the door, Lin Wan'er's red lips parted slightly, heavy breathing coming from her nostrils, she left those words and ran towards the bathroom. With a loud bang, followed by the sound of running water from the bathroom…

Setting down the half-filled bowl of soup, Yang Fan walked out of the kitchen, looking at the half-closed bathroom door, a faint smile involuntarily appearing on his lips. This soup is no ordinary soup, otherwise, it wouldn't have taken so long to simmer…

Chapter 477 [Five Elements Body Transformation]

Setting down the half-filled bowl of soup, Yang Fan walked out of the kitchen, glancing at the half-closed bathroom door, a faint smile playing on his lips. While this soup could improve one's constitution, it had a side effect: like an aphrodisiac, it would arouse desire…

This was because Lin Wan'er also cultivated the Nine Heavens Thunder Technique, but due to its unique nature, it was only suitable for Yang Fan. Lin Wan'er wouldn't achieve much with it, and it would also have side effects.

Yang Fan hadn't known this when he passed on the technique to her, but now that he had achieved minor mastery of the Nine Heavens Thunder Technique, he had clearly discovered it. To solve this problem, Yang Fan had been searching for a solution. Fortunately, his trip to the ancient tomb had allowed him to obtain a secret technique from the Five Elements Sect, containing a formula for a Five Elements Body Transformation Technique, perfectly suited to Lin Wan'er's symptoms. That's why Yang Fan immediately prepared soup for her upon seeing her, partly as a reward, but more importantly, to improve her constitution and resolve the problems left by the Nine Heavens Thunder Technique.

His smile undiminished, Yang Fan slowly walked towards the bathroom. His figure drifted past, leaving only a white bathrobe on the floor…

“Ah! Yang Fan, how did you get in! Ah! What are you doing? Just take a bath! Don't touch me! Oh…”

Several screams echoed from the bathroom, then everything fell silent. The faint sound of running water, mixed with barely audible breathing, could be heard…

The clouds dispersed, and when the moon, shyly hiding behind the clouds, reappeared, the passionate couple finally ended their long and arduous battle! Jiang Fei was completely exhausted, her body limp and unable to get up from the bathtub.

Absence makes the heart grow fonder, and the passion between a couple separated for several days was palpable. This was only because Yang Fan had been quite passionate that day and had been considerate of her body, only taking a brief, tentative approach. Otherwise, the scene in the bathroom might have been very different.

Even so, Yang Fan still took care of the cleanup. Before Lin Wan'er returned, he had thoroughly washed her. Therefore, he spent most of his time helping Lin Wan'er dry off and dressing her.

Lin Wan'er's current state reminded Yang Fan of an ancient poem: "In the spring chill, the emperor bestowed a bath at Huaqing Pool, the smooth hot spring waters cleansing her delicate skin; a maidservant helped her up, languid and weak, just as she received the emperor's favor."

Although it wasn't her first time, the drug had still caused her to fully release herself. And in just a few months, that rascal Yang Fan seemed to have gotten even more powerful, leaving her barely able to stand...

Once the drug wore off, Lin Wan'er, for some unknown reason, decided to take Yang Fan on a nighttime stroll through Peking University! Not to mention it was already late at night, and this month was the time of year when students were on holiday; the entire school was practically deserted, with only a handful of people around. What was Lin Wan'er's purpose in wanting to go at this time? However, Yang Fan didn't refuse Lin Wan'er's wish. The two changed their clothes again and headed towards Peking University.

Led by Lin Wan'er, the two arrived at Peking University, but instead of the main gate, they went to the back gate near the gymnasium. This area was sparsely populated, and the gate was tightly closed.

Looking at the tightly locked gate, Lin Wan'er frowned slightly and said, "I forgot, the gymnasium is closed at night, only open during the day. We don't have the key, how are we going to get in?"

Seeing the girlish charm that Lin Wan'er inadvertently revealed, Yang Fan's heart fluttered slightly. He patted the iron gate, which was two or three meters high, and laughed, "Who says you need a key to get in? Close your eyes, and when you open them again, we'll already be inside!"

Hearing this, Lin Wan'er playfully slapped Yang Fan, saying, "Who are you kidding? You really think I'm a child? Your joke isn't funny at all."

"Is that so? If you don't believe me, then close your eyes and try!"

Grabbing her soft hand, Yang Fan's expression became serious.

Seeing Yang Fan's serious expression, Lin Wan'er was slightly taken aback. Yang Fan's earnestness was incredibly captivating, and she couldn't help but believe him: "Really! Then I'll see how you get me in when I open my eyes."

As she spoke, Lin Wan'er involuntarily closed her spring-like eyes.

Yang Fan smiled slightly, surprised that Lin Wan'er believed him so easily. If it were a seventeen or eighteen-year-old girl, in the throes of youthful innocence, believing Yang Fan's nonsense would be understandable. But for a strong woman like Lin Wan'er to believe him was truly remarkable. This confirmed the saying: "Women in love have zero IQ!" Without

further hesitation, Yang Fan embraced her slender waist, his toes lightly touching the ground. Using the force of that step, his internal energy quietly flowed from his meridians into his feet, and he floated up, holding Lin Wan'er's body. Like a falling leaf, without a sound, not even a flutter of their clothes, the two floated through the iron gate and landed inside the gymnasium.

Lin Wan'er still had her eyes closed, held by Yang Fan's slender waist. She felt an indescribable tranquility; this was the embrace she had been waiting for. She knew in her heart that Yang Fan was lying to her, but she still wanted to believe him, even foolishly refusing to open her eyes. The feeling of lying in Yang Fan's arms was so blissful, so blissful that she wished this moment could last forever!

"Wan'er, open your eyes and look!"

Hearing Yang Fan's voice again, Lin Wan'er was slightly startled, then cautiously opened her eyes. She didn't look at her surroundings, but instead stared at Yang Fan and said, "You said we're in, so we're in! Anyway, I just..."

She wanted to say something more, but Lin Wan'er couldn't utter a word for a long time.

Because she clearly remembered that just outside the gymnasium, she had her back to the iron gate, while Yang Fan, who was looking at her, was facing the gate. But now, behind Yang Fan, she saw that familiar iron gate, meaning she had unknowingly moved 180 degrees!

"But I clearly didn't feel any movement!"

Thinking this, Lin Wan'er looked around, only to find that she was no longer on the road, and her familiar surroundings had vanished. When she saw the buildings inside the stadium, she had to accept the fact that when she opened her eyes again, she was already inside the stadium.

"How is this possible?"

Lin Wan'er had lived for over twenty years and experienced all sorts of things, but what she was seeing was still far beyond her comprehension. If her slender waist wasn't still in Yang Fan's hands, if it weren't for the still burning heat emanating from those hands, she would have definitely thought she was dreaming!

Her small mouth opened slightly, and she was about to ask Yang Fan what was going on, but she found that her small mouth was suddenly covered by a large mouth. The words she wanted to say couldn't be uttered; all her questions were blocked in Yang Fan's mouth.

Her body stiffened slightly, and after feeling the strong and powerful tongue in her mouth, she quickly began to respond passionately. Her dormant desires suddenly erupted, ready to burst forth at the slightest provocation from Yang Fan. Now, she was like any ordinary girl in love, completely absorbed in the experience; even a passionate kiss was enough to send her into ecstasy!

Even outside the iron gate, when Lin Wan'er closed her eyes, Yang Fan had already felt the urge to kiss her. When he became serious, he captivated Lin Wan'er. Similarly, the charm Lin Wan'er unintentionally revealed—the shyness of a young girl mixed with the allure of a mature woman, yet the pure fragrance emanating from her mature body—was irresistibly alluring to Yang Fan.

The honeymoon is so enticing precisely because of that novelty. After Yang Fan awakened her desires, Lin Wan'er was completely in the mindset of a newlywed. Her every smile, every gesture, sometimes possessed the shyness of a girl next door, sometimes the allure of a mature woman. This quality in her was something Yang Fan had never experienced with any other woman.

Why do many men consider newlywed women, rather than seventeen or eighteen-year-old girls, to be the epitome of womanhood? The real reason is that newlywed women know how to use their bodies to please men, yet they often lack a deep understanding of many things. They possess a spirit of exploration that young girls cannot comprehend. It is precisely this quality that makes newlywed women the dream girls of countless lecherous men!

Lin Wan'er is undoubtedly the epitome of a newlywed woman. Although Dongfang Lan possesses a similarly mature body, and even surpasses her in looks and figure, she lacks the mature charm that Lin Wan'er exudes. This unique charm is absent in both Dongfang Lan and Shen Ruoxi.

Moreover, Yang Fan can freely express himself with Lin Wan'er because her body also has endless needs, allowing him to be without restraint or concern about her physical limits! Perhaps this is why Yang Fan is so infatuated with Lin Wan'er!

The two, deeply moved, were intoxicated by the passionate kiss, lost in the mingling of their fluids, as if those fluids were the most wonderful things in the world, sweeter than the finest wine, more delicious than any nectar. A single passionate kiss was enough to make them utterly captivated, unable to extricate themselves…

For a long, long time, their tightly embraced bodies finally separated. Although both were deeply moved, they hadn't forgotten their destination. After their breathing returned to normal, Yang Fan said to Lin Wan'er, "Wan'er, let's go inside and take a look at this gymnasium! Come to think of it, I'm practically a student at Yanda University, but I've never been here before!"

"Mmm!"

Lin Wan'er, nestled in Yang Fan's arms, let out a soft moan, then clung tightly to him as they walked into the gymnasium…

The gymnasium before them consisted of basketball courts, ice hockey rinks, and track and field stadiums, and was of medium size. The design was unremarkable, everything was standard and conventional. However, it was deserted; although some buildings had lights on, the atmosphere was excessively quiet.

Yang Fan had no interest in examining each room of the stadium; he was only here to fulfill Lin Wan'er's wishes. To his surprise, however, there was a small garden inside the stadium, next to which was a small apartment building. He wondered which corrupt individual had built such a luxurious place in this location.

In the center of the garden grew a tall weeping willow, which surrounded a pool of emerald green water. From afar, the shimmering water reflected all the trees, creating a scene of unparalleled beauty!

By this time, Yang Fan and Lin Wan'er had practically explored the entire stadium. Lin Wan'er, wearing high heels, was already complaining incessantly. Although she wasn't a typical pampered young lady, and came from a martial arts family, she was still a woman and equally delicate. She probably hadn't walked even half a mile on a normal day, let alone this long. And now, wearing high heels and a long evening gown, she would have given up long ago if Yang Fan hadn't been with her!

Even so, she was now drenched in sweat. Seeing water in the distance, she became excited. At a time like this, what a comfortable experience it would be to soak her feet! Definitely more enjoyable than spending hours getting a foot massage!

"Yang Fan, shall we go sit over there? My legs are about to break from walking so much,"

she said, pointing to the lake in the distance.

Hearing this, Yang Fan finally realized what had happened. He couldn't help but curse himself for being so foolish. He had walked for days and nights without any problem, but Lin Wan'er, such a delicate beauty, must be exhausted after accompanying him for so long. He hadn't even thought of that; it was truly inexcusable. Thinking of this, he said to Lin Wan'er, "Wan'er, you must be exhausted! How about I carry you to rest?"

Hearing Yang Fan's suggestion, Lin Wan'er immediately giggled, "Okay! I wasn't so tired until you mentioned it, but now that you say it, I really am quite tired. My legs feel like they don't belong to me; I can't move an inch."

As she spoke, Lin Wan'er didn't forget to feign panting, her body leaning weakly against the wall.

With this lean, her body appeared even more supple, like a concubine emerging from a bath, indescribably alluring. Her body was slightly rounded, her full breasts were on full display, and her slender waist, accentuated by a silver sash, was incredibly delicate. She also pulled her evening gown up a bit, revealing her fair, bare feet, which looked exceptionally white in the dim light! Combined with the strands of hair clinging to her face due to sweat, she exuded a delicate and alluring charm!

"P.S.: Something suddenly happened at home a few days ago, my second uncle passed away, and I was busy going home to handle the funeral. I didn't have time to say goodbye, so I hope you brothers will understand!"

Chapter 478 [Pigsy Carries His Wife]

Suppressing the urge to hug and kiss her passionately, Yang Fan swallowed a few mouthfuls of water, turned his back to Lin Wan'er, and said, "Wan'er, come on, let me carry you over. In Journey to the West, there's Pigsy carrying his wife. Today, I, Yang Fan, will learn from that Pigsy!"

"Hehe, okay! Then today I'll learn from that Miss Gao and see if you, little Pigsy, can carry me!"

Lin Wan'er giggled, and in a flash, she jumped behind Yang Fan, wrapped her two soft hands around his neck, and with a gentle leap, her entire curvaceous body pressed down on Yang Fan.

The moment Lin Wan'er pressed her entire body against Yang Fan's back, Yang Fan's body stiffened involuntarily. He had just draped his coat over Lin Wan'er, so he was only wearing a shirt on his upper body. With Lin Wan'er's sudden movement, he immediately felt the pressure of her two prominent nipples, a sensation so intense it almost made his soul tremble, and he nearly groaned.

Barely managing to steady himself, Yang Fan's hands trembled slightly as he reached back to hug her, looking more like a novice man facing a girl for the first time, bewildered before making love!

He intended to hold her legs, but somehow, his hands involuntarily moved to her extremely full breasts. He had never carried anyone on his back before; it was his first time. Therefore, he honestly didn't know where to place his hands. Logically, there should be a better place to support the weight…

The skin was incredibly smooth and soft; his fingers seemed about to slip out of his grasp. Yang Fan's hands, resting beneath Lin Wan'er's buttocks, couldn't bear to make any movement. Such softness seemed to suggest that any action other than gently kneading it would be wrong and unforgivable!

The smooth skin seemed to penetrate her clothing, revealing Lin Wan'er's beauty to Yang Fan's palms. This contact alone aroused him! His hands finally couldn't resist, tracing the crease between her breasts…

"No…no, Yang Fan, not here!"

Sensing Yang Fan's actions, Lin Wan'er, though also filled with passion, felt a deep shyness that told her she couldn't do such a thing in this place.

"Hehe, Wan'er, what are you thinking? I just wanted to find a suitable spot to support you, otherwise, if you slip off my back, I'll lose my wife!"

Yang Fan, regaining his senses, realized this was a bit inappropriate. With a slight effort, he lifted her onto his back, leaving behind a joke, and strode towards the garden.

"Hmm!"

Feeling Yang Fan's mischievous hands stop, Lin Wan'er felt relieved but also somewhat disappointed. Her mind was still lingering on the moment Yang Fan supported her, that special stimulation was too tempting for her!

Although Yang Fan had just satisfied her, Lin Wan'er, at the age of extreme desire, was like a giant oil drum that melts at the slightest touch. Let alone this kind of stimulation, even a whispered word between lovers would be enough to excite her. Moreover, her long-suppressed desires had suddenly erupted, naturally difficult to satisfy.

Deliberately bringing her cheek close to Yang Fan's ear, Lin Wan'er made subtle, unintentional movements, even swaying her hips, trying to seduce him and make him submit.

However, Yang Fan, at this moment, seemed as virtuous as Liu Xiahui, completely unmoved by Lin Wan'er's actions, continuing to walk unhurriedly towards the garden.

The distance between them was only a hundred meters, so Yang Fan quickly reached the garden. Unexpectedly, there were rows of wicker chairs along the lake in the center of the garden! Without hesitation, Yang Fan walked to a chair and placed Lin Wan'er on it.

"Wan'er, let's rest here!"

After setting Lin Wan'er down, Yang Fan naturally sat beside her, supporting her with one hand.

But whether it was because Yang Fan put her down too quickly, or for some other reason, the moment Lin Wan'er sat down, her eyebrows involuntarily furrowed, clearly indicating she was enduring some great pain. Although she tried her best to hide it, she couldn't escape Yang Fan's eyes. Taking her hand, Yang Fan asked with concern, "Wan'er, are you feeling unwell?"

Seeing Yang Fan's concerned expression, Lin Wan'er felt a warmth in her heart. After giving him a reassuring look, she smiled and said, "It's nothing. I wasn't careful when I was walking just now and probably hurt my foot. I'll put some medicated wine on it when we get back and it'll be fine!"

Although Lin Wan'er spoke lightly, Yang Fan didn't believe it at all. As the saying goes, concern breeds confusion. Now that he truly acknowledged her existence, he naturally couldn't tolerate any harm to her. Yang Fan

's expression turned serious as he said, "Wan'er, how could you be so careless? Where are you hurt? Let me see. If you've injured your bones or tendons, simple medicinal wine won't do any good. Let me see!" Yang Fan's tone was somewhat serious, even carrying a hint of command, but Lin Wan'er showed no anger whatsoever. Instead, she wore a happy expression. However, she obediently rolled up the long hem of her evening gown and pointed to her high heels, saying, "These high heels are so inconvenient to walk in. Even such a short distance can hurt my foot. I'll never wear high heels again!"

Hearing Lin Wan'er say this, Yang Fan couldn't help but squat down and gently pick up the foot Lin Wan'er was pointing to. After taking off the high heel, the first thing that caught Yang Fan's eye was the semi-transparent stockings!

Stockings often accentuate a woman's slender, beautiful legs. Lin Wan'er's beautiful feet and legs, protected by high heels and thin stockings, looked so pretty and alluring. The almost completely exposed legs were encased in sheer, light black crystal stockings, revealing a long, shapely, and snow-white leg beneath. Her

full, rounded thighs gleamed, her slender calves were firm and straight, and her ankles, laces fastened with beautiful straps, were stunning. The high heels, with only the toes touching the ground, further accentuated the lines of her legs. The long skirt, pulled up by Yang Fan, couldn't even fully cover the wide lace trim at the top of the stockings, revealing a pair of black patent leather high heels.

Lin Wan'er sat demurely, her beautiful legs posed elegantly, her delicate high heels resting gently together, exuding a ladylike charm. Light black crystal stockings encased her plump insteps, reflecting a faint yet wondrous sheen. Her slender calves and delicate ankles possessed clean, graceful lines, light and elegant. The natural indentations formed on either side of the Achilles tendon at the back of her ankles were incredibly soft and alluring, exuding a subtle sensuality. Her beautiful feet and high heels blended seamlessly, complementing each other perfectly.

Carefully removing the stockings, Lin Wan'er's bare feet were finally fully exposed to Yang Fan. Although Yang Fan was familiar with Lin Wan'er's body, this was the first time he had observed her bare feet so closely.

Lin Wan'er's heels were incredibly nimble, with firm pads, and surprisingly, not a single speck of dead skin or calluses—exquisitely smooth. At the same time, her smoothly sculpted arches were also revealed to Yang Fan, their beautiful curves captivating. The muscles on her thighs and calves were perfectly proportioned; any more would be too fleshy, any less too thin.

Her feet were neither too big nor too small, with long, slender, and soft soles. The pads on the balls of her feet looked soft and supple. Her feet were plump but not thick, delicate but not thin. Her five exquisitely sculpted toes were of varying lengths, each one so endearing. Her toenails were neatly trimmed and painted with a glossy pink nail polish, even giving Yang Fan the urge to take a bite!

Perhaps it was the ticklish feeling of Yang Fan holding her feet, because Lin Wan'er's two slender legs involuntarily stretched forward, her beautiful insteps tensed, her body leaning slightly forward, her five pretty toes curling up, forming adorable wrinkles on the soles of her feet. Her smooth ankles were flawless and white, her toes perfectly proportioned, like exquisite sculptures.

Everything about her seemed to be enticing Yang Fan! He wanted him to smell her stockings, tickle the soles of her feet, and lick her toes…

“A pair of snow-white, crystal-clear little feet, truly as smooth as jade and as soft as satin!”

Faced with such a pair of almost perfect jade feet, Yang Fan suddenly recalled a master’s description of beautiful feet!

After admiring them for a while, Yang Fan finally remembered his original purpose. The thought that Lin Wan’er’s perfect little feet were actually injured made Yang Fan feel a pang of heartache. Suppressing all the thoughts in his heart, he began to carefully examine Lin Wan’er’s little feet.

Seeing Yang Fan’s focused look, Lin Wan’er felt a surge of secret joy. In fact, her feet were not injured at all. The reason she lied to Yang Fan was to let him observe her little feet up close. The part of Lin Wan’er’s body that she was most satisfied with was not her pretty face, nor her devilish figure, nor her proud chest, but her pair of three-inch golden lotuses!

Every time she did a beauty treatment, she spent most of her time on her feet. You know, a talent scout once approached her to be a foot model, but unfortunately, she refused. No one but herself knew the extent of her unease about her feet. The reason she deliberately let Yang Fan discover them was because she had completely opened her heart to him; she wanted to offer him her most beautiful self!

Removing the high heel from her other foot, Lin Wan'er used her free foot to trace a path up Yang Fan's calf, reaching his waist, and gently rubbing her five toes against his abdomen!

Boom! Yang Fan felt a tingling, numb, and itchy sensation surge through his body, and his erection stiffened beneath his clothes. Lin Wan'er's sudden movement was more alluring and provocative than any seductive gesture. At the same time, Lin Wan'er's foot actually gripped Yang Fan's zipper and gently pulled it down…

Lin Wan'er's beautiful eyes darted around, filled with the cunning of a little fox. Sensing her actions, how could Yang Fan not understand that she had been intentionally deceiving him?

After a thorough examination, he knew that Lin Wan'er's exquisitely beautiful bound feet, which could be considered works of art, were unharmed! Normally, the human foot is mostly bone and doesn't feel very pleasant to the touch. However, Lin Wan'er's feet were different. Her round, soft, and plump little feet felt exceptionally comfortable to the touch!

Moreover, Yang Fan noticed that Lin Wan'er's feet were remarkably well-maintained. He touched them for a long time without finding any calluses. They were smooth and slippery to the touch, feeling soft and silky, indescribably comfortable. Especially her five plump toes, white, tender, and incredibly alluring!

In Yang Fan's opinion, a woman's feet are more beautiful when small, suitable for admiring and playing with. A large, weak foot, like a man's, is utterly unappealing. And a woman's toes are crucial; plump, flexible toes are the most alluring! If the feet are too thin, the veins below the toes and connecting to the soles of the feet will be bulging, which is extremely unattractive. If they are too stiff, the entire foot will lack vitality, like dead flesh, which is even less beautiful!

Lin Wan'er's feet are beautiful because they are rounded, full, and small enough that Yang Fan could easily hold one of her tiny feet in his palm. Everything before him conforms to the aesthetic standards of the East, the curved, three-inch golden lotus!

Seeing that her actions didn't elicit much of a reaction from Yang Fan, who was still engrossed in playing with her delicate feet, constantly changing their shape—sometimes curving, sometimes straight—clearly he hadn't had enough and wanted to savor the indescribable pleasure in his hands!

From her angle, she could clearly see Yang Fan's bulging erection. While inwardly cursing him for continuing to endure this, a sly smile suddenly appeared on her face.

She bent her legs and moved her pair of fair, clean feet in front of Yang Fan, saying in a seductive voice, "Husband, do you think my feet are beautiful?"

"Beautiful, of course beautiful. These little feet are the most beautiful, the most perfect little feet I've ever seen, simply indescribable!"

Yang Fan, busy playing with her feet, didn't notice the grammatical error in his words. He was praising her, but to compare her to other women, while still using words of praise, sounded completely different to her!

Sure enough, a hint of jealousy flickered across Lin Wan'er's previously smug face. Yang Fan's words contained a very clear message: he must have seen other women's small feet. Although she knew this in her heart, hearing it from Yang Fan himself made her feel uncomfortable.

At this moment, Lin Wan'er's thoughts were exactly the same as Tang Ningshuang's! Since she couldn't completely occupy her lover's heart, she had to at least leave a place for herself deep within it. And the best way was to let him remember her most beautiful features! ( Chapter 479 [Wilderness], May 3rd)

Thinking of this, Lin Wan'er first pressed the soles of her two small feet together, as if clapping, before saying to Yang Fan, "Since you say they're beautiful, husband, let me serve you with my feet, what do you say?" With her feet? Yang Fan was slightly taken aback, looking at the pair of jade-like feet before him. A strange feeling suddenly rose within him. Using feet to do it... that feeling must be incredibly stimulating and comfortable! And this was a request from the beautiful woman herself; how could Yang Fan refuse? Thinking of this, Yang Fan's blood boiled, and his already somewhat erect penis became even more arrogant! Seeing that Yang Fan didn't answer, Lin Wan'er clearly assumed he had acquiesced. Suppressing her shyness, she easily pulled down the zipper of her pants, which was only half-drawn, with her small feet, and then removed the last obstacle. Finally, her three-inch golden lotuses found the little Yang Fan she had been dreaming of… Lin Wan'er had studied yoga, so not only was her body extremely flexible, but even her small feet could perform all sorts of difficult poses. But using her feet to do this kind of internal work was a completely new experience for her. Yang Fan half-squatted on the ground while she sat on the wicker chair. This reduced the burden on her considerably, but performing some difficult movements with her not-so-flexible feet still left her exhausted and complaining. Soft, warm, comfortable, stimulating… Under Lin Wan'er's tireless efforts, Yang Fan experienced a novel and unique sensation. The more focused and concentrated he became, the more he could appreciate the wonder of her feet. He even closed his eyes, wholeheartedly savoring the soft, smooth sensation… Lin Wan'er's movements were extremely gentle. Because it was her first time, she was afraid of accidentally hurting Yang Fan, so every step was done with utmost care, like a lover's caress, afraid of harming him in the slightest. But all of this seemed somewhat insufficient for Yang Fan! Perhaps due to her initial inexperience, or perhaps out of fear of injuring Yang Fan, Lin Wan'er couldn't quite master her movements in time, leaving Yang Fan feeling like he couldn't reach his full potential. Every time he neared the peak, he felt a sense of powerlessness, as if he couldn't muster even the last bit of strength. Therefore, he always felt stuck, neither reaching the highest level nor fully experiencing the new sensation. Slightly disappointed, Yang Fan opened his eyes, only to immediately discover something new! Because of the recent leg examination, Lin Wan'er had rolled up her long skirt, which covered her legs, considerably. Now, performing this difficult movement, her body naturally leaned forward involuntarily, causing the hem of her skirt, which had just reached her knees, to automatically rise a considerable distance. While Lin Wan'er appeared noble and serene in her evening gown, the attire beneath was far from her outward appearance of elegance; it was the epitome of sexiness and allure! She already had a particular fondness for sexy lingerie, and with Yang Fan by her side today, for various reasons, Lin Wan'er's lower body attire was naturally enough to make any man's blood boil. From Yang Fan's angle, he could just see the top of her long, beautiful legs, covered only by a thin, semi-transparent piece of cloth, or perhaps just a rope! This finally gave Yang Fan room for his imagination once again. Lin Wan'er's jade feet were indeed the best of the best, with skin as smooth as cream and flesh as soft as jade. Intimate contact with them could make every pore on a man's body stand on end! But it was only because Yang Fan's abilities in this area were too strong; no matter how hard she tried, he couldn't reach that peak! Seeing that Lin Wan'er's forehead was covered in fragrant sweat, and her two strands of hair clung to her face, adding a touch of fragility to her allure, Yang Fan felt a surge of tenderness. Knowing that things wouldn't get any better even after another hour, Yang Fan said to He Liping, "Wan'er, if you're tired, don't say so. How about we rest for a bit?" Hearing this, Lin Wan'er cheered and quickly pulled her feet back. She hadn't tried it before and didn't know that using her feet was such a mentally taxing activity, far less fulfilling than the feeling of being gently held down. Besides, she herself had just been left feeling unsatisfied. The heat emanating from the soles of her feet seemed to penetrate her entire body, leaving her mentally and physically exhausted, while her desire soared infinitely. The heat and burning sensation in her soles transmitted to her heart, while simultaneously surging towards her clitoris, wave after wave of impact, threatening to breach her defenses at any moment! Hearing that Yang Fan was considering giving up, she was naturally happy to agree. She understood that the experience they had just had was unforgettable for Yang Fan; now that his goal had been achieved, it was time to enjoy it! Night, desolate wilderness, wicker chairs, lake water, and a deserted landscape—all these elements seemed to be the perfect conditions for a passionate encounter. It would be a betrayal of conscience not to do something, and Yang Fan, caught in a limbo, couldn't possibly let such a golden opportunity slip by. Beautiful feet were alluring, but they couldn't fully satisfy him; golden lotuses were beautiful, but only for play, not for complete indulgence! Compared to the novel and exciting experience, Yang Fan preferred this primal yet undeniably arousing thrust! With the sky as their back and the earth as their bed, the long wicker chair became the ideal spot. The immense thrill of the wilderness propelled the already excited couple to take that final step. In the dark night, on the tranquil lake, a man and a woman performed a song of spring together on the long wicker chair. The surrounding flowers, trees, shimmering lake, and the crescent moon shyly hiding behind the clouds were all loyal audience members of this concert… the man's tenderness. It wasn't just his touch, his care, his thoughtfulness; it was also his timely greetings and his responses when she needed him most. At that moment, Lin Wan'er felt Yang Fan's tenderness. Her heart trembled, as if filled with fine wine, already intoxicated, powerless… and unwilling to extricate herself! The touch of their lips was so natural, the lingering gaze so inevitable. They were so intertwined, as if they wanted to integrate each other into their lives, inseparable even if they wanted to.

As he tentatively touched her lips with his tongue, she retaliated by playfully sticking her tongue against his nose. Unable to resist the tingling sensation, he wrapped his tongue around hers, trying to envelop her completely. But she deftly dodged, as if she had mastered the art of nimble footwork. Left and right, each time she was about to be enveloped, she escaped his grasp!

The devil is always one step ahead. No matter how hard she tried, she couldn't escape. Her tender tongue ultimately fell into his clutches, completely enveloped by his large tongue, relentlessly demanding his fragrant nectar!

A passionate kiss, how could one time be enough? Yang Fan repeatedly made Lin Wan'er taste the thrill of near exhaustion, her chest heaving, the tension almost unbearable. Then, just as she was on the verge of suffocation, he would channel his inner energy into her, circulating it throughout her body, bringing her unparalleled pleasure.

With just a few passionate kisses, Lin Wan'er felt as if she had touched the edge of ultimate pleasure. Her body secreted fluids again and again, seemingly shouting and roaring at her how much she needed him.

Her hand unconsciously moved to his broad chest; the taut yet incredibly elastic feel made her want to knead it forcefully, then she placed her other hand on the opposite side.

It was always the man touching the woman; how could a woman touch a man's chest like that? Yang Fan reached out without hesitation and grasped Lin Wan'er's stunning breasts.

It wasn't the first time he had touched these gifts from heaven, but each time, Yang Fan felt something entirely new. They weren't as soft as her buttocks, nor as smooth as her skin; they possessed a slight firmness, a slight warmth, and a slight softness—truly a gift from heaven.

It was this maiden-like touch that allowed her breasts to remain so firm even today! *Bigger isn't always better, but a large pair always provides a strong sensory stimulation and an indescribable aesthetic enjoyment.

Such a treasure, too big to hold in one hand and requiring two, is naturally not something just anyone can possess. Those men who always say small breasts are good—perhaps… they're just sour grapes? Yang Fan's mind raced with these thoughts, but his hands didn't hesitate for a moment, moving from the base of her breasts to her nipples, then from the two tempting red beans to her ample base!

He didn't know until he touched it that the seemingly ordinary evening dress was softer than ordinary clothing, even feeling like ordinary skin. Just one touch, and he felt an irresistible urge to touch it!

Glancing around, Yang Fan's lust began to rise. He quietly touched Lin Wan'er's exposed waist, caressing her smooth skin, lightly stroking her soft abdomen, before moving to her full buttocks. "Wan'er, what do you say, let's rest under the open sky, on the ground as our bed?"

Yang Fan's other hand wasn't idle either, caressing her breasts while teasing her innocent heart.

At first, when Yang Fan touched her body, Lin Wan'er only twisted slightly and did not resist much. Hearing Yang Fan's outrageous request, she couldn't help but blush crimson, almost to the point of bleeding. She grabbed Yang Fan's arm tightly and said, "You're going to die! If someone sees us... I'll be so embarrassed!"

Yang Fan chuckled, seizing on Lin Wan'er's slip of the tongue: "Being seen will be so embarrassing, but not being seen is so exciting!"

After saying that, Yang Fan ignored Lin Wan'er's protests, slightly lifted her battle dress, pushed her bra up a bit, and squeezed the jade bowl below, laughing again: "Haven't seen you for a few days, little girl's pectoral muscles are getting more and more developed!"

Lin Wan'er found Qin Di's words amusing and couldn't help but laugh, then couldn't help but blush and say, "You bastard, you're a born big dick!"

Yang Fan rubbed it a few times, pretending to be surprised and said, "What, is this not a pectoral muscle? If it's not a pectoral muscle, how come it's so hard?"

As he spoke, Yang Fan gently flicked Lin Wan'er's rosy tip, making her tremble all over.

"Eek..."

The sudden stimulation and the emotional rollercoaster of joy and sorrow made Lin Wan'er's body unusually sensitive. She knew perfectly well that doing *that* in the middle of nowhere was incredibly shameful and a true test of her heart's endurance, yet she couldn't utter a single word of objection!

Seeing Lin Wan'er's hesitation, Yang Fan immediately knew what to do. He enveloped her cherry-like lips, giving them a fierce kiss. The fragrant scent, the slippery fluids, the soft, tender tongue—all five senses surged within her, making Yang Fan feel as if he were floating on air.

This kiss immediately caused a problem! Lin Wan'er was in the throes of intense pleasure. A moment ago, when her limbs were weak, she could still barely control her desire with a sliver of clarity in her mind. Now, however, she couldn't withstand Yang Fan's teasing. Her two soft arms instantly transformed into two long snakes, sometimes wrapping around Yang Fan's neck, sometimes entwining around his cheeks.

At the height of passion, she wished she could embed her entire being into Yang Fan's body, squeezing and pushing, yet she could only ever linger on the surface of his skin.

How long it lasted, the passionate kiss finally ended. Yang Fan's breath was long and steady, and he could eat without hindrance. But Lin Wan'er didn't possess his inner strength; after separating from him, she gasped for breath.

The next moment, without Lin Wan'er's prompting, Yang Fan instinctively touched her smooth, beautiful legs. Among the women around Yang Fan, Lin Wan'er, if not the most outstanding, was certainly one of the most prominent.

Her bones were well-proportioned, her lines beautiful, with curves in all the right places—a perfect balance of proportions, making her an exceptional beauty. Most exquisitely, her long legs and jade-like feet, coupled with the renowned jade-like beauty of her own body, made her an irresistible object of desire.

Touching her soft, jade-like legs, Yang Fan couldn't bear to let go. He once again captured her lips in his mouth, then moved upwards, slowly penetrating her alluring valley.

"Huff...huff..."

This time, Lin Wan'er was even more exhausted; in just a few seconds, she almost suffocated! Now, everything was ready, the opportune moment had arrived, and things naturally fell into place!

Holding someone in your arms and wanting to undress might be difficult for some, but for Yang Fan, it made no difference. If he weren't afraid of startling Lin Wan'er and had to pretend to support her buttocks, Yang Fan could easily have used his full strength to lift her up.

Men undress quickly, but undressing women requires a more deliberate, gradual approach. Even when a woman is intimate with the most handsome and strongest man in the world, she still fantasizes about someone even more handsome and strong.

In other words, women are often driven by emotion, relying on their imagination to reach their climax. A man's caresses and kisses are far more likely to excite and delight them than thrusting...

Chapter 480 [Urinary Incontinence?]

Yang Fan was well-versed in this, so naturally he wouldn't rush to remove Lin Wan'er's panties. His hand slid from her buttocks to her mound, then from her thighs to her toes. His hand glided over every sensitive corner of her body; his tongue touched every inch of her delicate skin.

Finally, Lin Wan'er couldn't hold back any longer. She begged him, "Yang Fan, come in quickly!"

Her plaintive cry made Yang Fan shudder, and with a tremor, he pulled off her panties.

At that moment, his erection pressed against her softness. His heat connected with her wetness. Before even entering her passage, Yang Fan could already feel Lin Wan'er's dampness. Streams of spring water, as if uncontrollably flowing from that secluded spring, gushed out. A faint fragrance slowly spread through the air from the spring.

Yang Fan could no longer restrain himself, no longer linger at the spring's mouth. He wanted to enter her, to become one with her, to completely enter the overflowing stream, and to contend with her for supremacy.

"Whoosh!"

A soft moan, a mixture of satisfaction, sob, and sigh, escaped her lips, only to be instantly replaced by other sounds!

The intense stimulation of their lovemaking in the wilderness made every cell in their bodies incredibly active, every nerve exceptionally sensitive. Each thrust, each round of movement sent shivers down their spines!

At first, Lin Wan'er managed to restrain herself, expressing even the most intense pleasure through her nose, daring not to utter a sound. But as Yang Fan's thrusts grew more ferocious and the impacts more rapid, she finally lost control, her very soul singing a resounding song of spring!

In the desolate wilderness, the range of her moans became unrestricted. If, inside a house, the sound were to be reflected, refracted, or even lost due to ubiquitous obstructions, ultimately confining its reach to a corner...

So, in this boundless wilderness, the alluring sounds of spring were like birds breaking free from their cages, beasts roaming freely across the confines of their enclosures. They roamed the wilderness without restraint, their sounds clearly audible even from 500 meters away!

The rising sun had already fully appeared on the horizon, but where the two were, they were enveloped in a golden light. From the outside, nothing could be seen except for a huge, dazzling halo, but the interior was brightly lit, not affecting Yang Fan's vision. Leaving aside observing his surroundings, the beautiful body lying before him, its high, firm buttocks, had already captured Yang Fan's entire attention.

Its high peaks resembled proud snow-capped mountains, its whiteness like the snow of winter. It possessed an boundless elasticity, surpassing even freshly peeled eggs and juicy beef balls. And the boundless beauty hidden between the black and white was truly captivating, leaving Yang Fan breathless, exclaiming that the beauty was like jade, like a painting!

Simply admiring it. Clearly, it wasn't enough. Yang Fan, trembling with excitement, couldn't bear being in the cold wind any longer and wanted to plunge back into that boundless paradise. He wanted to experience the ultimate warmth and exquisite pleasure.

Faced with such a beautiful body, how could Yang Fan possibly resist? He couldn't help but raise his spear again and ride deep into that wonderful realm. The moment he entered, the warm embrace, the smooth yet not sticky touch, the strong contractions like a baby suckling, instantly made Yang Fan's heart melt.

He couldn't help it, he really couldn't resist. Yang Fan couldn't help but thrust and knead hard, while simultaneously pounding Lin Wan'er's snowy buttocks, he still couldn't bear to part with those bouncy, magnificent breasts. At this moment, Yang Fan was like a greedy child, grabbing one breast with one hand and the other buttocks with the other, yet still not satisfied, wishing he had a third or fourth arm to hold the beauty's other jade breast and the other half of her snowy buttocks in his hands and play with them attentively.

Lin Wan'er, amidst Yang Fan's embrace, was also deeply moved, her starry eyes half-closed, her face filled with ecstasy. The wildness of being in the wilderness had already greatly stimulated Lin Wan'er's emotions; having her breasts grabbed and her buttocks squeezed further aroused her desire. Coupled with Yang Fan's beast-like, forceful thrusts, Lin Wan'er felt as if she were on a roller coaster, completely lost in the moment, oblivious to the passage of time.

"Ah! Yang Fan, I'm afraid I'm going to die!"

The intense stimulation and the tidal wave of pleasure overwhelmed Lin Wan'er completely. After a scream, her legs trembled, and she collapsed onto Yang Fan. After a long while, Lin Wan'er came to her senses, slightly turning her delicate neck to look at Yang Fan, her starry eyes overflowing with love: "Yang Fan, I'm so happy!"

Yang Fan couldn't help but laugh: "My dear Wan'er, are you talking about happiness, or sexual bliss?"

Faced with Yang Fan's loud teasing, Lin Wan'er was both shy and unable to suppress her joy. How could she not appreciate all the good things her lover had done for her?

"No more, Yang Fan! You're laughing at me! Oh..."

Lin Wan'er was busy being coquettish, unaware that the previously docile Yang Fan was now turning mischievous. While she was still savoring the afterglow of pleasure, he launched another fierce attack.

His movements below never stopped; Yang Fan began a new round of rapid acceleration. Unbeknownst to him, his internal energy was slowly spreading throughout his body, making his movements incredibly fast.

At this moment, Lin Wan'er could hardly describe her feelings. Wave after wave of intense pleasure seemed endless, leaving her completely intoxicated. Aside from unconscious moans, she couldn't utter any other thoughts!

Women in the throes of orgasm are most vulnerable to movements as swift as thunder and lightning. Unintentionally, Yang Fan had achieved just that.

Lin Wan'er's soft moans were no longer as thin as bamboo tubes, nor as loud as gongs; after waves of rock-and-roll-like screams, they began to turn into hoarse groans. If one weren't in the midst of it all, perhaps no one could truly understand Lin Wan'er's feelings. She was overwhelmed by surging pleasure, utterly disoriented.

Wave after wave of seemingly endless orgasms left Lin Wan'er with only one thought in her mind: "I'm going to die... I'm going to die..."

Facing the already exhausted beauty in his arms, Yang Fan felt a pang of pity for her frail body and tried to suppress his desire, pulling out his culprit. However, he too had reached a critical juncture; the countless offspring gushing forth screamed in his mind, and he couldn't control his movements. Instead of slowing down, they accelerated.

"Roar..."

Finally, Yang Fan let out an almost beastly roar, his body paused, and then trembled repeatedly.

Thousands of offspring, filled with the joy of conquering territory, rushed into the deep, dark lair. Each one strong and bold, they seemed to be the masters of the world, the lucky ones about to pluck the queen and return with her!

A thousand essences, frolicking, rushed into the depths of Lin Wan'er's body. The scalding, intense love, seemingly endless and boundless, frantically enveloped her, leaving her limp and powerless to cling to him. Yang Fan

felt an endless sense of satisfaction and comfort in his strong body. After that exhilaration, there was neither the emptiness of desire without feeling, nor the melancholy of feeling without desire, but the supreme sweetness of love and desire merging, of water and flesh melting together.

At this moment, Lin Wan'er was already panting heavily, her entire body utterly devoid of strength. She simply slumped against Yang Fan, neither speaking nor willing to part from him.

Even if she wanted to separate, she probably wouldn't be able to for the time being. Because of her body's efforts at the last moment, she and he were now tightly connected, firmly bound together.

Unless her muscles contracted and returned to their original state, or Yang Fan's blood flowed back and he no longer maintained his erection, neither of them considered that possibility for the time being, allowing their bodies to remain in this comfortable state!

Yang Fan took a deep breath, reluctant to leave Lin Wan'er's body, gently stroking her smooth skin, and exclaimed with deep emotion, "Wan'er, your body is so strong, able to withstand all my love and care!"

Whenever he was intimate with women, Yang Fan always held back, releasing his essence when he felt it was about time. If there was any true satisfaction, it was only during the battle in the ancient tomb that he truly enjoyed himself.

Perhaps it was the Nine Heavens Thunder Technique's solidification of his vital energy, or perhaps it was because his cultivation had greatly improved and he had become much more vigorous. Every time he made love with his lovers, he would consciously release his pent-up desires, dragging things out for a long time, and each time he would only get a half-hearted, half-hearted experience. Doing this repeatedly could easily lead to internal injuries!

While it's certainly exhilarating to have sex with three, four, or even more men, constantly rotating partners can sometimes make you crave a worthy opponent for a truly unrestrained and intense battle.

This time, however, he and Lin Wan'er fought to a draw, which gave Yang Fan extreme pleasure, but also left him deeply moved!

Hearing Yang Fan's teasing, Lin Wan'er shook her head slightly, gave him a weak glare, and after a long pause, finally managed to say, "You lecherous devil, you don't care about my life or death at all. Next time, I never want to be alone with you again... together..."

"Together with what?"

Hearing the shyness in Lin Wan'er's tone, Yang Fan couldn't help but chuckle inwardly and started teasing her again.

Lin Wan'er hesitated for a long time without getting to the point, only giving Yang Fan a fierce glare, saying with a mix of joy and reproach, "I'm not coming anymore, you're the best at teasing me!"

Looking at the beautiful woman in front of him who preferred military attire to makeup, and seeing her act so shyly, Yang Fan's heart fluttered, and he couldn't help but touch his beloved slave's firm, bouncy breasts again.

Lin Wan'er felt her lover grab her sensitive spot, causing a sudden surge of pleasure in her already empty space. A wave of tingling numbness washed over her, and after a moment of confusion, she grabbed Yang Fan's hand in alarm: "Yang Fan, please don't do it again! Even if I'm in great shape, I can't withstand this kind of intense pampering!"

With the beauty beneath him pleading so softly, how could Yang Fan bring himself to continue his assault? He could only suppress his own desire, lifting Lin Wan'er up and gently saying, "Okay, okay, I won't!"

Only then did Lin Wan'er realize that she had been held and supported by Yang Fan the entire time. Yang Fan seemed to have maintained this position the whole time. If it were any other man, even with the strongest back, he would have been exhausted by maintaining this position for so long!

Standing out from the crowd, this position, while somewhat difficult, was no challenge for Yang Fan. But then, Lin Wan'er discovered a new problem: she and Yang Fan were now inseparable, like conjoined twins!

This was due to her physical constitution; each time, at the end, she would tightly grip Yang Fan, and Yang Fan's penis was unusual—it was difficult to dissipate after one time. Therefore, under that suction, the two would be stuck together, unable to separate.

However, Lin Wan'er was no longer the naive girl she once was. Although not a seasoned veteran, her many encounters with Yang Fan had taught her many tricks, especially the fact that if they didn't separate in time, once Yang Fan reached his limit, another round of passion would inevitably begin.

While the wonderful sensation was intoxicating, excess could be harmful. Knowing her own limitations, Lin Wan'er was well aware of her own limits and dared not push Yang Fan's endurance too far. While talking to Yang Fan, she took a few deep breaths, trying to relax, and then, taking advantage of Yang Fan's momentary lapse in attention, suddenly lifted her hips!

"Pop!"

A sound of a cork being pulled from a bottle rang out, followed by the sound of rushing water. At this moment, with no one around and both still savoring the moment, the sound, which wasn't usually loud, sounded incredibly startling!

Their gazes almost simultaneously turned towards the source of the sound. Yang Fan was fine; he could see it with a simple turn of his head. But Lin Wan'er, even with her head turned, could only see a milky-white line slowly flowing down to the ground due to the angle—and its origin was right inside her body!

Lin Wan'er's face flushed red again, and her small hand couldn't help but twist Yang Fan's waist, giving him a sharp 360-degree turn.

Yang Fan winced in pain, looking at her with a bewildered expression, muttering, "What? I didn't do anything!"

Lin Wan'er's eyebrows shot up, she snorted, rolled her eyes at him, pointed to a spot on the ground, and said shyly, "You didn't do anything, but...isn't that the mess you made?"

Yang Fan followed Lin Wan'er's slender finger and saw...goodness...a large wet patch! It looked like water had been poured on it, or, judging from the current situation, it seemed to be caused by urinary incontinence...

Chapter 481 [Welcome Method]

"Strange, why does it look like someone peed on it? There's also a strange smell, wait! Wan'er, it wasn't you, was it?..."

Yang Fan's mouth didn't control his brain, or rather, his brain didn't control his mouth, and he blurted out this nonsense.

Lin Wan'er closed her eyes, almost fainting from shock. What did he mean by peed on it? Wasn't this all your doing? This damned rascal, did he have to make her say it herself?

Under the immense pressure of Lin Wan'er's shame, indignation, and near-retaliatory paw strike, Yang Fan finally stared at the ground again for a moment, then said somewhat uncertainly, "Could it be... that this land was dyed this color by our combined efforts?"

Lin Wan'er wanted to angrily accuse this scoundrel of doing something wrong without cleaning up his mouth, but upon reflection, it seemed that it really was a joint effort. She gritted her teeth, turned around, and gave a slight snort, saying, "Is that even a question?"

Yang Fan then realized that his carefree words seemed to have provoked her temper again. He had finally managed to dispel her displeasure, and if this incident caused her to be unhappy again, it would be a loss rather than a gain!

Yang Fan's eyes darted around, and suddenly an idea struck him: "Wan'er, it's getting light, shouldn't we go back?"

"Ah! Yes, why are you still holding me? Put me down!"

At this moment, Lin Wan'er realized that she was completely naked, even her clothes were scattered on the ground, and Yang Fan, who was holding her, was in the same state!

It was her own fault for being so passionate earlier that she hadn't realized when Yang Fan had stripped her naked. Although there was no one around, Lin Wan'er was still incredibly shy. The excitement of outdoor sex came from the fear of being discovered at any moment, as well as the double stimulation of the body. Lin Wan'er hadn't had time to think about that before, but now that she had regained her senses, how could she allow herself to stand naked in front of Yang Fan? It would be fine in a closed bedroom, but here, what if she was exposed?

After Lin Wan'er dressed herself, she realized that Yang Fan was still naked, standing there, staring blankly at her. Her face flushed slightly, and she gently pushed Yang Fan away, pouting, "What are you looking at? You've looked so many times, haven't you had enough? Hurry up and get dressed!"

Yang Fan chuckled, thinking to himself: Fine! I have to go along with what the beauty is saying. Tell the truth? Would she want to make me uncomfortable, or get a cold shoulder?

"Of course I can't get enough, my dear Wan'er, you're so beautiful, even a lifetime... ten lifetimes wouldn't be enough!"

Yang Fan resisted the urge to touch his chin, but swallowed hard, thinking: Goodness, I'm so jealous. The impact is just too strong!

Lin Wan'er's face turned even redder, but her moon-like, captivating eyes sparkled with satisfied smiles. Although she lightly spat out, "Pah, nonsense, I'm not as good as you say!"

the joy in her eyes and brows had already betrayed her true thoughts.

Urged on again by Lin Wan'er, Yang Fan finally got dressed. Men's clothes are simple; he could put them on in a few seconds. If he didn't wear underwear, it would be even easier... Hmm... maybe he should consider going underwearless next time to handle such unexpected and wonderful situations? After careful consideration, Yang Fan abandoned this tempting idea.

This noble act of not wearing underwear is only suitable for men who rarely engage in strenuous activity and have relatively low levels of testosterone or even steroids. Just kidding, if you frequently participate in strenuous activities, running around a bit, with a large bulge bobbing around, affecting your balance, would that be fun?

Just kidding, if you're peeping at a beautiful woman and accidentally get aroused, creating a bulge, if you have underwear to cover it, you can easily straighten it out with a quick pull in your pocket. But if you don't wear underwear... congratulations, whatever the beautiful woman grabs—bag, tissues, sanitary napkins—will end up on your face!

After another round of sweet words, Yang Fan and Lin Wan'er returned to Lin Wan'er's residence, chatting and laughing. That night, their feelings for each other deepened, and everyone was happy. They

spent another morning together, but Yang Fan had to say goodbye again. He had been away for several days, and even if Shen Ruoxi was magnanimous, she was bound to have some complaints. Therefore, Yang Fan had to temporarily part ways with Lin Wan'er to return home and comfort his wife.

After all, only if the home fires were burning could he have affairs on the side, right? Thinking about how to explain things to Shen Ruoxi, Yang Fan's mind wandered, and soon he arrived at Shen Ruoxi's residence. Just as he arrived, he heard music coming from inside the house, seemingly a healthy, energetic melody.

"Huh! What's that sound?"

Normally, no one should be home at this time, and Yang Fan was used to their routine of working during the day and returning at night.

But today, there was a sound coming from the house, which made Yang Fan suspicious. He deliberately slowed down and cautiously approached the room. With his Void Returning Realm strength, he could approach the room without making a sound.

Yang Fan passed through the door and entered the living room. He glanced in the direction of the music, but just one glance was enough to make him freeze, unable to resist comparing it to certain unpleasant memories in his mind.

"That little butt is so perky, it looks so familiar. If I touch it, it might help me remember who it belongs to..."

With these wicked thoughts swirling in his mind, Yang Fan tiptoed to the sofa, quietly sat down, and admired the boundless beauty.

A beautiful woman is a beautiful sight in itself, but a woman in a leotard is even more of a sight to behold. Her perfect curves, moving with the woman's movements, sometimes presented a seductive S-shape, sometimes a suggestive Y-shape.

As the set of movements ended, the woman spread her legs again, lying horizontally on the floor in a split position, holding one foot with both hands and leaning her head up, once again stretching her heart-shaped buttocks into a beautiful shape.

Perhaps it was too much of a coincidence, but when Yang Fan entered, the woman's buttocks were facing him, and when he sat on the sofa, her back was to him. Now, with her in a split position, it should have been the perfect opportunity to catch a glimpse of her face, but unexpectedly, her arm draped over his shoulder, completely obscuring his face.

Yang Fan was aroused by the woman's body, sometimes relaxed, sometimes taut, but he couldn't bring himself to approach her. He could only stare intently at her, silently chanting, "Turn around! Turn around! Turn around..."

Unfortunately, the heavens seemed not to hear Yang Fan's plea. Just as the woman got up from the floor, the music from the television began to intensify, coinciding with the female coach's urgent shouts, and the woman's movements became more violent.

As she bounced up and down, her firm buttocks rippled gently yet alluringly. Perhaps it was because her rhythmic attire was too tight, but as she jumped, the woman suddenly reached up and tugged at the tight fabric of her hot pants.

Yang Fan followed her hand and keenly noticed a small, visible string. With his professional eye, Yang Fan quickly identified it as… the trace of a thong!

His Adam's apple bobbed; he felt the urge to swallow, quickly pressing his Adam's apple to prevent himself from making any strange sound. Actually, he was overthinking it. The television was so loud that even a loud bang on the table wouldn't drown out the sound of him swallowing.

The woman tugged at the string of her thong, but her jumping didn't stop. It was her fate; she never expected that their actions would lead to something so incredibly embarrassing.

The thong, with its limited fabric covering the pubic area, shrank to a slightly thicker thread with her pulling movements. And with each jump, it unfortunately dug into her flesh. Unfortunately, the area where the thong dug into was naturally sensitive, so the woman's jumping motion distorted!

"Mmm..."

the woman groaned. She herself wasn't even reacting, but Yang Fan couldn't help but scratch his head, feeling incredibly aroused! That moan was so seductive, so alluring, that even he, as an observer, couldn't help but get caught up in the moment, impulsively wanting to pounce on her and push her down.

While Yang Fan hesitated, the woman couldn't jump anymore. Her body went limp as she sat on the ground, panting heavily, her face flushed, her eyes vacant, lost in thought. After a while, perhaps due to natural human instinct, drawn by the stimulating sensation, her hand unconsciously reached for her...

and touched it slightly... No! Perhaps she hadn't even touched it, but in her mind, it felt as if she had, and the reaction was incredibly strong; she withdrew her finger with lightning speed.

"Mmm..."

It's hard to describe how subtle and nuanced that soft nasal sound was, but the contradiction and intensity it contained were almost more blatant than open violence!

Yang Fan took a deep breath, tugged at his crotch, giving his throbbing member enough room to stretch.

Since the woman was willing to take matters into her own hands, Yang Fan was spared the trouble of actively pushing her down. Pushing someone down as an observer, or even the object of temptation, was naturally easier to convince himself of!

The first attempt at masturbation often yielded far greater psychological pleasure than physical pleasure; the fear of being discovered, coupled with the thrill of indulging, was like an addictive opium for many first-timers!

The woman finally succumbed to temptation and reached for her breasts again, but out of habit for all first-time masturbators, she glanced left and right.

Fortunately, Yang Fan was behind her. She hadn't expected that someone would sneak in silently when she was home alone. After checking that no one was around, her actions became bolder…

At first, she didn't dare touch her center or her most sensitive area directly. Instead, she deceived herself by hooking her fingers around the sides of her thong and stretching them. The benefit of this action was that it caused the small thong, which was stuck inside her, to make a rhythmic piston-like motion.

The friction between the small piece of cloth and the flesh first generates heat… friction generates heat, which then causes localized numbness. Next, a bioelectric current feeds back to the brain, leading to ecstasy and an insatiable urge to ecstasy…

The entire process of the woman going from inexperienced to mastering the technique, her legs spreading wider and wider, her buttocks rising higher and higher, left Yang Fan both amazed and dumbfounded: “Damn, I’ve really learned something new today. I never knew masturbation could be like this…”

“Ugh…”

A plaintive moan signaled the end of a certain phase. The woman then plopped down on the floor, her body limp, not caring whether the floor was cold or not, and simply lay there.

She had barely lain down, her scattered thoughts still jumbled together, when she abruptly stood up, turned around, her face flushed, and looked at Yang Fan. Her mind was a complete mess; she had long forgotten how she should react.

"Oh my god, how could he have seen me? What should I do..."

Seeing the woman's pretty face facing him, Yang Fan unconsciously breathed a sigh of relief. Actually, seeing that distinctive long hair and those familiar dance steps, Yang Fan should have recognized her, but perhaps he had intentionally or unintentionally overlooked it, and hadn't thought of her immediately... Yang Fan inwardly scolded himself, a smile appearing on his face: "Ruolan, your way of welcoming me is truly unique..."

"Damn it, my loose tongue!"

Yang Fan wanted to slap himself. He'd clearly thought "a" in his mind, but it came out as "b"!

No woman could remain calm after being witnessed masturbating and then hearing such teasing. Even the usually easygoing Shen Ruolan was no exception. Her anger surged instantly. She rushed to Yang Fan, stomped on his toes, and ground them into his toes twice before sweetly smiling and saying, "Yes, it's quite unique. This is one of my ways of welcoming you, I hope you like it!"

Yang Fan jumped up and down in pain, clutching his foot, but couldn't vent his anger on Shen Ruolan. He could only console himself, "Calm down! Calm down! Just consider it retribution, let her vent, that's enough!"

Shen Ruolan had stomped on Yang Fan, but she was still not satisfied. Her body was naturally sensitive, which easily led people to misunderstand her as a promiscuous woman. After today's events, Shen Ruolan felt like dying. She didn't want Yang Fan to look down on her, but she didn't know how to resolve the situation, so she could only resort to unreasonable behavior to get Yang Fan's attention.

Actually, her thinking was simple: if Yang Fan could lower his stance and say something considerate, she would back down and let the matter drop. Unfortunately, her way of expressing her inner world through extreme behavior was very profound, so profound that only a man who deeply understood female psychology could truly decipher it. Therefore, the result awaiting her could only be disappointment…

Chapter 482 [Dare to Challenge]

Yang Fan raised his hands above his head, making a gesture of surrender, and said with a wry smile, "Okay! Okay! Okay! I surrender… I surrender, okay? Your way of welcoming me is so special, I really… like it!"

Even if Shen Ruolan wasn't good at expressing her emotions, she could hear the teasing in Yang Fan's words. Moreover, she was a woman who was good at analyzing others, so she naturally understood his meaning.

And so… Shen Ruolan exploded!

Ordinary women, when they lose their temper, often resort to simple methods—pinching, biting, or, in rare cases, slapping if they intend to break ties with a man. But she was different; she kicked, using authentic military boxing!

As Shen Ruoxi's younger sister, even though she disliked it, Shen Ruolan, having grown up under her sister's pressure, was intimately familiar with military boxing, to the point that her execution was surprisingly sophisticated!

Military boxing has various branches, and there are three sets of boxing styles bearing this name. The first and second sets each have sixteen movements, while the third set is equivalent to the sum of the first two, with thirty-two movements.

The first set of military boxing, the most widely circulated, originated from Jeet Kune Do. Jeet Kune Do was created by a modern martial arts master combining combat techniques. Although it evolved from ordinary fighting and didn't even incorporate internal energy, focusing solely on the flexible use of physical strength, it can be considered an unorthodox style of boxing.

However, even Yang Fan had to admit that Jeet Kune Do did have its extraordinary aspects. It had countless benefits for developing physical potential, and if combined with internal energy or true qi, its power was comparable to a top-tier martial art of the time, even rivaling ordinary martial arts!

Therefore, this style of boxing was not only famous domestically, but also internationally. Soldiers used Jeet Kune Do as a compulsory course in training, and many martial arts enthusiasts considered it their best training method!

This military boxing style was only for training, not for fighting. Long-term practice could effectively enhance physical fitness and improve health. However, if used against an enemy, it would only make the opponent easy prey. Let alone against a master, even a strong, ordinary man would find it difficult to defeat.

The second style was different; every move was deadly, drawing blood. It was more of a killing technique than a fighting style. While the first style was widely known, this second style could only be practiced by certain groups. And at this moment, Shen Ruolan was using the second style of military boxing!

A groin kick, swift and vicious, aimed directly at Yang Fan's lower body, using at least eight-tenths of its force! There's a saying: "Punches are three parts, kicks are seven parts," which speaks to the key to unarmed combat: use your feet more than your hands. In other words, make good use of your advantages!

Apart from that, no attack should use its full strength. After all, in a life-or-death struggle, victory or defeat often hinges on a single move. If you can't retract your hand in time and your opponent seizes an opening, you'll be defeated and killed.

Although he hadn't expected Shen Ruolan to be so ruthless, Yang Fan reacted quickly. He shifted his body to the side, letting her kick miss, while he extended his own leg, tapping and flicking her ankle, redirecting her force into the air.

Having kicked empty air, Shen Ruolan was extremely uncomfortable. Gritting her teeth, she became enraged, quickly retracting her left leg and raising her right leg for another strike! This kick was even harder than the previous one, but the direction of attack was higher. Instead of targeting Yang Fan's groin, it was raised to his lower abdomen.

A slight smile appeared on Yang Fan's lips. As she kicked, he casually flicked her ankle. Both of his attacks, thanks to his superior eyesight, were timed to strike when Shen Ruolan's power was outward and she was unable to retract it. This made Shen Ruolan extremely uncomfortable; she couldn't attack and was powerless to defend herself, her heart filled with frustration.

However, this time Yang Fan clearly didn't intend to just flick her ankle. Raising Shen Ruolan's kick higher, he lunged forward, aiming directly at her. Shen Ruolan was clearly unprepared for Yang Fan's move. Caught off guard, she only had time to scream before closing her eyes.

The expected excruciating pain didn't occur; instead, a strange sensation came from somewhere in her body. Shen Ruolan couldn't help but open her eyes, only to see Yang Fan carrying her thigh, his strange hand intentionally or unintentionally circling her groin. What she found most infuriating was that the damned guy actually dared to smirk at her!

"You bastard! Let me go!"

Yang Fan couldn't help but chuckle a few times, saying, "It's only been a few months, and you've given me such a warm welcome, which I was initially happy about. But your welcoming methods just now were a bit unfriendly, especially kicking me here. What if I hadn't dodged it? What would you do for the rest of your life?"

"What do you mean... what will I do for the rest of my life?"

Shen Ruolan couldn't help but follow Yang Fan's finger and see his bulge. She was already a little embarrassed, and after his words, her face turned bright red, and she couldn't even speak properly.

Yang Fan deliberately feigned anger, saying, "What? You're mine now, and you still say such things? Are you planning to be with someone else?"

"How could that be? You're the only one in my heart..."

In her haste, Shen Ruolan was tricked into revealing the truth by Yang Fan. Realizing what had happened, she felt deeply ashamed and, disregarding that one of her legs was being held by him, raised her leg again, this time aiming directly at Yang Fan's head.

"I wish I could kick you to death, you bastard!"

Unfortunately, the resentment in the heart of the famous Shen Ruolan didn't come to fruition. Her other leg was caught in mid-air by Yang Fan!

With both legs held by Yang Fan and placed on his shoulders, Shen Ruolan lost her balance and involuntarily fell to the ground. Fortunately, she reacted quickly, grabbing Yang Fan's knees with both hands, preventing herself from falling to the ground and getting a bloody head wound.

This, however, created an ambiguous situation between the two…

Due to Shen Ruolan's desperate counterattack, Yang Fan's actions inadvertently brought his face to the softest part of her body. Her hot pants, exposed to his gaze, outlined a captivating shape!

Perhaps it had just experienced a surge of heat, for Yang Fan's keen sense of smell detected a faint, unusual fragrance—a delicate scent unique to virgins!

Because of the tight fit on her thighs, the hot pants and thong clung tightly to her skin. To make matters worse, not only did the thong dig into Shen Ruolan's flesh, but the hot pants, slightly damp with sweat, also sank in a little more. However, the slight intrusion of the hot pants only made it look more dangerous! Her

perfect breasts and valleys, clung to the hot pants, were almost completely exposed. Fortunately, the thong prevented it from looking too revealing, which allowed Yang Fan to barely restrain his urge to touch her.

Shen Ruolan, her head tilted back and her hair almost touching the ground, was also in a very uncomfortable position. Her sensitive areas were occasionally greeted by a hot breath, a feeling more unbearable than being tickled with a feather.

She endured it all for a full three minutes, during which she felt she had never experienced such misery in her life.

But in the end, she couldn't hold back any longer and screamed hysterically, "Damn it, what do you want? Just give me a quick death!"

Shock! This was Yang Fan's only thought at that moment. This girl's thinking was just different! After his brain recovered from its short-circuit state, Yang Fan couldn't help but sigh, thinking: This girl is as fierce as ever!

Thinking about it carefully, Yang Fan couldn't help but find it a little funny. The women around him seemed to be very polarized. Some were incredibly gentle, others extremely fierce. The gentle one was Lin Jiaxin, the fierce ones were like Dongfang Lan, Lin Wan'er… and the one before him, Shen Ruolan!

These beautiful women shared commonalities of gentleness or fierceness, but each had their own unique characteristics. For example, Shen Ruoxi was elegant and dignified, Dongfang Lan was shrewd and calculating, Lin Jiaxin was cautious and meticulous, and Shen Ruolan was simple-minded… However, now a few words need to be added: daring to challenge!

A thought crossed Yang Fan's mind, and he couldn't help but chuckle. "What? So eager to mate with me?"

"Amphimixis?"

As if stunned, Shen Ruolan repeated it in perfect English, with a laughable tone. Having spent so much time with Yang Fan, she had never used English before, but today, in a moment of mental blankness, she had suddenly forgotten everything!

Yang Fan suppressed a laugh and nodded solemnly. Although he didn't know the meaning of the word, he was certain it was exactly what he had said. His chin brushed against her alluring pubic area, the smooth, moist sensation reminding him that Shen Ruolan couldn't see his nod.

So, he repeated again: "That's right, it's mating! I feel that at this moment, nothing but these two words can adequately express my love for you!"

"Ah! You damned guy, don't be so disgusting!"

Shen Ruolan let out an incredibly pitiful scream, almost shattering Yang Fan's eardrums.

"What's disgusting about me? It's just mating, isn't it?"

"I didn't say mating is disgusting, I said love is disgusting! If you dare say love to me again, I'll kill you!"

"..."

Now, it was Yang Fan's turn to be dumbfounded. He couldn't understand it at all: love is more disgusting than mating? What kind of bizarre theory is this?

After waiting for a while and not seeing Yang Fan's response, Shen Ruolan, who had been hanging upside down for a while, felt a little uncomfortable. She wrapped her legs around Yang Fan's neck and tried to sit up. Unexpectedly, her movement woke Yang Fan up. He smiled mischievously, wrapped his arms slightly around Shen Ruolan's waist, and stuck out his tongue, lightly brushing it across the place he had already spotted!

Yang Fan could swear to God that he really only brushed it! As for what bad consequences might occur after brushing it... that was not within his consideration!

"Yang Fan!"

Shen Ruolan screamed again, almost enough to cause the glass to resonate. The strength she had mustered was released in mid-air, and she helplessly swung backward, returning to her original position.

She now wished she could record Yang Fan naked and throw him into a pigsty, the kind where only suckling pigs want to drink milk, so he would know how she felt! Her most sensitive spot, attacked, made her like a hedgehog with its bristles standing on end, suddenly going from limp to erect.

Surprised, Yang Fan chuckled and pretended to be clueless, saying, "Did I do something wrong? Why are you screaming so pitifully?"

"God, how am I supposed to explain this?"

Shen Ruolan was dumbfounded by Yang Fan's question. She had been ready to confront him fiercely, but her momentum vanished, and her body went limp again.

Seeing no reply from Shen Ruolan, Yang Fan was happy to play dumb, his head, constantly exhaling hot breath, slowly approaching his destination. An ambiguous atmosphere lingered between the two. Shen Ruolan, unable to muster any more strength, could only weakly plead, "Yang Fan, please don't... okay? My sister isn't here, this... isn't good..."

Yang Fan couldn't help but chuckle, deliberately asking, "Isn't it good that she's not here? Why isn't it good?"

Shen Ruolan bit her lip, secretly relieved: thankfully, she was hanging upside down on Yang Fan, so she didn't have to look him in the eye, otherwise... how could she have said those words?

Some say women are made of water, something Yang Fan hadn't believed before. Breasts could be made of water because they're soft, but buttocks could be made of water because they're bouncy, but firm shoulder blades couldn't be made of water, could they?

However, Yang Fan's experience with Shen Ruolan completely overturned his previous understanding. It made him realize... a woman's shoulder blades could also be made of water!

Because Shen Ruolan's thighs were tightly clamped around his head, her buttocks were pressed against Yang Fan's chest and abdomen, while her shoulder blades gently enveloped his throbbing erection!

It's hard to imagine how wondrous the world can be without experiencing it! Those slowly moving shoulder blades, enveloping Yang Fan's hardness, gave him an unprecedented sensation!

It was like being enveloped in warm water, yet with an added joy. It was like being tightly held by small hands, yet with an added expectation.

"Put me down!"

Even if she was naive, after the initial confusion, Shen Ruolan understood what it was. She calmly gave Yang Fan an order in an unquestionable tone. Her tone made Yang Fan feel uneasy!

For a woman who loves you, her anger, her rage, her outbursts, even her physical violence—all are expressions of her care for you. If she remained like this… Yang Fan seriously doubted whether, if he really let go of Shen Ruolan, she would never want to see him again…

Chapter 483 [Do What You Should Do]

“I won’t let go. What if you run away if I let you go?”

At this moment, no amount of sweet talk could move her as much as this sentence.

Obviously, Yang Fan’s words had an effect. At least, Shen Ruolan’s heart trembled slightly upon hearing this. But some things are ultimately intolerable for a woman. So, she repeated herself without allowing any refusal: “Put me down!”

This time, Yang Fan did not refuse. Because, from Shen Ruolan’s tone, he heard a hint of relenting, which was definitely a good sign for him, meaning that he still had a chance!

Holding Shen Ruolan’s slender waist tightly, Yang Fan twisted her, intending to make her rotate so that she could land smoothly. Unexpectedly, her legs were clamped too tightly, almost causing him to fall as well.

"Ahem... You asked me to put you down... Shouldn't you loosen your grip on my thighs

a bit too?" Yang Fan didn't want to embarrass Shen Ruolan, so he spoke very softly.

Realizing something was amiss, Shen Ruolan blushed slightly and said reproachfully, "You rascal, why didn't you remind me?"

Yang Fan could only manage a wry smile. Did this kind of thing really need reminding?

As soon as she got up from Yang Fan's embrace, Shen Ruolan immediately ran to her room. To him, her attire wasn't a big deal; she'd worn similar revealing clothes in front of Yang Fan before. But now, she felt embarrassed, as if she were standing completely naked in front of him!

Seeing Shen Ruolan leave, Yang Fan returned to the sofa. While avoidance could prevent embarrassment, constant avoidance only prolonged it. So, it was better to resolve it once and for all! Meanwhile

, back in her room, Shen Ruolan was caught in a mental struggle. She lived with her sister, and although nothing had happened between her and Yang Fan, the things she'd heard and seen were far beyond what a young girl like her could resist. They say virgins are most susceptible to temptation; listening to sexual acts several times a night was a testament to her remarkable willpower!

But she was, after all, a mature woman with her own needs. The desires pent up at night could only be released through strenuous exercise, and today was no exception. She had intended to release them through intense bodybuilding, but inexplicably, she remembered what had happened a while ago, and couldn't help herself, letting Yang Fan see her most embarrassing side!

Shen Ruolan was a unique celebrity; she never cared about others' opinions of her. But for some reason, she was now particularly concerned about her position in Yang Fan's heart. She felt that Yang Fan must think she was a promiscuous woman; otherwise, he wouldn't have done that alone in broad daylight! However,

she also knew that avoidance wasn't the solution. This embarrassment had to end as soon as possible, otherwise, she couldn't stay here any longer. With a sigh, she sat down at her dressing table and began to carefully apply makeup…

As a woman, one might not be beautiful, but one absolutely could not be ignorant of makeup. And makeup, while it sounds mysterious and complicated, is actually a very simple thing. As the saying goes, what's easy for a willing heart is easy for a willing soul. As long as you grasp the key points, there are absolutely no ugly women in the world!

When women dress up, they essentially grasp two key points: highlighting their strengths and concealing their flaws. Once you understand these two points, makeup becomes quite simple.

Undoubtedly, Shen Ruolan, as a world-class star, not only sings but also holds multiple professions, making her a master in makeup as well! Don't be fooled by her usual bare-faced appearance in front of Yang Fan. When she's properly dressed, she's truly breathtaking!

Looking at the graceful and beautiful woman who arrived so elegantly, Yang Fan unconsciously held his breath. He always thought he understood women well and had seen countless stunning beauties. Even against a femme fatale, he had enough resistance.

But when Shen Ruolan appeared before him in a glamorous outfit, he couldn't help but be dazzled.

Shen Ruolan, in a purple, high-slit, clearly modified cheongsam, was unforgettable at first sight. Heaven knows who made this cheongsam. Not only is the slit extremely high, but the skirt is also incredibly short, making one wonder if her underwear would be exposed if she took even a slightly larger step.

Aside from the cheongsam's extremely low material and excessive exposure, it's otherwise flawless, clearly the work of a master. The ink-wash peony design alone is enough to attract most people's attention.

A woman with a good figure really shouldn't wear a cheongsam, because… it's practically a crime! It would not only make most women jealous, but also make all men drool. At least right now, Yang Fan… can't help but drool!

Those two proud, Mount Everest-like breasts are not only large and full, but also exceptionally firm, bulging as if they might burst the cheongsam at any moment.

A slight shift in perspective revealed that her snow-white thighs were now adorned with semi-transparent white stockings. From the side, the high slit of her cheongsam revealed the outline of fastening straps!

Stockings connected to straps—what did that mean? It was undoubtedly to conceal the incredibly scant panties beneath! Just imagining what lay beneath made Yang Fan's blood boil.

To Yang Fan's surprise, he never expected Shen Ruolan to look so beautiful today. Her meticulously styled eyelashes were incredibly curled, and her eyebrows, clearly carefully trimmed, curved naturally without a single stray hair. Her large, blinking eyes seemed capable of captivating the heart.

Her hair was styled in a retro updo, which, combined with her purple cheongsam, gave her a regal air, almost like a courtesan. Coupled with her unique气质 (qi zhi, a kind of refined elegance), the effect was utterly mesmerizing!

It's no wonder Yang Fan had such malicious speculation; Shen Ruolan was quite tall, and the cheongsam she wore looked incredibly alluring, especially with the white stockings adding to the effect—it was simply irresistible!

Putting aside Shen Ruolan's fashion sense, if we only consider seduction, her outfit was undoubtedly successful. She hadn't even really tried to seduce him; just standing there almost made Yang Fan fall for her. Not wanting to embarrass her too much, Yang Fan suppressed his desire to peek at how shapely her buttocks were in that cheongsam!

"Ahem… um, the floor looks dirty, I'll go mop it!"

The oppressive atmosphere made Shen Ruolan cough, offering a flimsy excuse to avoid Yang Fan's gaze.

"What? Are you afraid of me?"

Having spent so much time with Shen Ruolan, Yang Fan understood her personality somewhat. It's said that a celebrity must always maintain absolute composure, but Shen Ruolan seems particularly prone to anger, especially in front of him. If he uses even the slightest trick, she'll fall for it!

"Who's afraid of you?"

Sure enough, Shen Ruolan couldn't resist provocation. Yang Fan's seemingly weak challenge immediately triggered a strong reaction.

"Since you're not afraid of me, why are you avoiding me?"

Yang Fan seemed to think he hadn't added enough fuel to the fire, further stimulating Shen Ruolan's nerves.

"Bullshit! Where am I avoiding you? Are you that scary? Humph! I won't avoid you!" As she spoke, Shen Ruolan glared angrily at Yang Fan, as if only in this way could she prove she wasn't afraid.

Yang Fan smiled ambiguously, moved closer to Shen Ruolan, and sat down beside her.

"You… what do you want?" Shen Ruolan's nerves tightened at Yang Fan's actions. She shifted uncomfortably, trying to get away from him.

"You said you weren't afraid of me. If you're not afraid, why are you hiding so far away?"

Yang Fan's smile widened, making Shen Ruolan's heart tingle and her anger surge.

"Pah! Who's hiding? I'm just adjusting my position to make myself more comfortable. Well, aren't I very close to you now? So what? Am I scared? Hmph, now you know how powerful I am, right?"

Shen Ruolan, unaware of the trap, moved closer to Yang Fan, their bodies almost touching, without even a sliver of space between them. It seemed that only by doing so could she fully demonstrate her lack of fear.

The close proximity brought their previously distant bodies together. The skin-to-skin contact gave both Yang Fan and Shen Ruolan an involuntary, strange feeling.

This wasn't the first time Yang Fan had come into contact with Shen Ruolan's skin since they met. But that was precisely why his feelings were so complicated!

Just the slightest touch of skin made Yang Fan feel as if he were brushing against soft jade, incredibly smooth! After just one contact, Yang Fan felt a surge of anger boiling in his heart, which he couldn't suppress!

It's unclear who started it, but in a short time, their skin temperatures rose rapidly, until they were almost hot enough to ignite a fire. Was this what they called a spark igniting a flame? Or perhaps, how could mere skin-to-skin contact raise their body temperatures to such an extent?

Unconsciously, Shen Ruolan's breathing became heavy, revealing her intense tension and discomfort with the situation.

Despite her discomfort, it was undeniable that this feeling was something Shen Ruolan had never experienced before. The intense stimulation numbed her body and soul, making her unwilling to move at all, even entertaining a fleeting thought of how wonderful it would be if this continued forever.

Sometimes, men are inclined to take the initiative, especially when they sense a woman is even slightly aroused…

Knowing whether a woman is in heat is truly a skill that requires long-term practice. Of course, in this process, one must also give full play to meticulous supervisory initiative; otherwise, it's easy to make a small mistake and end up with a huge error!

Based on Yang Fan's personal experience, he judges whether a woman is aroused in roughly three ways. First, by smelling her fragrance. When a woman is aroused, she will always emit a faint scent; for a virgin, it's the fragrance of virginity; for a young woman, it's the alluring scent of flesh; and for a woman, it's the scent of sensuality!

The second aspect is based on the contact between the man and woman, judging from the other person's body temperature. If the other person's body temperature remains unchanged, or even slightly cool, it proves that she has no such thoughts at all; conversely… it's an indication of arousal.

The third aspect also relies on physical contact. If the other person's body is stiff, it means she is still in a state of panic and has no arousal whatsoever. Conversely, if her body becomes very soft, it means she is eager for something to enter her…”

Shen Ruolan’s body temperature rose, giving Yang Fan a reason to continue his attack. Just as he was about to launch another offensive, he smelled an alluring fragrance.

“A virgin… she really can’t resist teasing!”

Yang Fan thought to himself, intentionally or unintentionally touching Shen Ruolan with his leg. Even through two layers of fabric, the contact still startled Shen Ruolan. Like a frightened little rabbit, she hurriedly withdrew her leg. That wasn’t all; she also weakly asked, “You… what do you want to do?”

Heaven knows what was going on. A woman usually known for her boldness became so weak when it came to matters of the heart. This huge contrast gave Yang Fan an inexplicable thrill.

“What do you want to do? Of course, we’ll do whatever we want!” "

Yang Fan's reply was rather shameless. But it was precisely this shameless talk that left Shen Ruolan at a loss for words.

"I...I should go back to my room!"

Summoning a sudden surge of courage, Shen Ruolan abruptly stood up, wanting to flee. She had already considered all of this while putting on makeup, but she hadn't expected to be so nervous when the moment arrived!

Unexpectedly, as soon as she left her seat, Yang Fan pulled her back. The collision of opposing forces resulted in Shen Ruolan being unable to overcome Yang Fan's strength; instead of advancing, she stumbled and fell cleanly into his arms!

The next moment, Shen Ruolan's cheeks flushed crimson, rapidly spreading across her face. The scene before her was simply unimaginable to her.

"I...how did I...how did I end up in his arms? I should...I should have left! Just now...I clearly used so much force!" Yang

Fan was secretly delighted. He had long suspected that Shen Ruolan's ample buttocks had a unique charm, but he had never had the opportunity to test it. Now... he finally got his wish, and the joy in his heart was indescribable!

Chapter 484 [Who Can Undress Quickly]

"Ah! Tender as a baby, smooth as cream, warm as a furnace, these three sensations all come together, it's really irresistible!" Shen

Ruolan stiffened, collapsing into Yang Fan's lap, unsure whether to stand or sit, completely flustered.

Yang Fan, however, didn't care. He figured he had a piece of meat in his mouth; why not take a bite? With this thought in mind, he naturally shifted his position, finding a more suitable spot for his manhood.

Frankly, a woman sitting in a man's lap, without a good position, wouldn't necessarily arouse desire. But if both parties intentionally or unintentionally changed positions, giving that erect thing a chance, the situation often spiraled out of control.

The friction of the buttocks, the rubbing of the cleft, these small stimulations accumulated quickly, awakening the dormant monstrosity. It strained, straining its neck and nose, stretching itself to its optimal position, then easily positioned itself in Shen Ruolan's hollow. At this point, it was difficult to say who was at fault. Perhaps… the moon was to blame!

"I wonder what this little girl will do under the bed..."

For some reason, this strange thought suddenly popped into Yang Fan's mind. If he could get his hands on Shen Ruolan and have her share a bed with her sister, then he...

"Ruolan, just sitting there like this isn't going to work. How about we move a bit?"

Yang Fan was good at taking advantage of women. Since Shen Ruolan didn't mind sitting in his lap, taking it a step further didn't seem like an unacceptable thing.

Shen Ruolan's already flushed cheeks turned a deep purplish-red from Yang Fan's slightly teasing remark. She stiffened, not daring to move an inch, afraid that any accidental movement would be misinterpreted by Yang Fan as her responding to his call.

"Hey! If you don't move, I might!" Yang

Fan was clearly not just talking; he immediately began to wiggle his hips, engaging in some kind of intimate rubbing, completely disregarding Shen Ruolan's reaction!

Awkward? Perhaps awkward… Shen Ruolan couldn't accurately describe her feelings at that moment. It's perfectly normal for a woman, a woman who has lived to twenty and never experienced desire, to be unable to articulate her feelings in this situation.

After the initial stiffness and awkwardness, Shen Ruolan gradually began to feel uneasy. After all, she was a woman, a self-respecting, confident, and somewhat proud woman. For a woman like her… It's said that besides the traditional reserve of women, they also possess a pride that traditional women lack. This pride often stems from and arises from breaking free from the traditional dependence of women on men.

Perhaps it is precisely because of this self-reliant pride that Shen Ruolan has a cautious and wary attitude towards relationships between men and women. So, after the initial unease, she suddenly stood up!

Shen Ruolan's resistance aroused Yang Fan's even greater interest. Their mutual understanding had already reached a point where they could break through the barrier, but for various reasons, they hadn't been able to. Now, Yang Fan felt that the time had come to break through the barrier.

"You said you weren't afraid of me, but you ran away after only sitting for a short while. You're such a coward!"

"Hmph! Don't think I don't know. You just wanted to trick me into sitting on your lap so you could take advantage of me!"

Faced with Yang Fan's provocation, Shen Ruolan restrained herself and didn't offer him another wolfish kiss as he wished.

"Wow! You're so clever. You even saw through my thoughts!" Heh heh, so what? No matter what I say, it won't change the fact that you're a coward!

As the saying goes, "One trick is all you need." Since his provocation tactic had worked every time, Yang Fan had no intention of trying other methods.

"You..."

Shen Ruolan was furious with Yang Fan. Although she knew it was his room that was provoking her, she still couldn't help but feel a surge of anger. This was partly because she cared about Yang Fan's opinion. She could always control her emotions well with others, but she wasn't so easily provoked like this.

"Fine! Let's see who surrenders first! You wanted to test my courage, didn't you? Come on!"

Shen Ruolan grabbed Yang Fan and dragged him to the bedroom balcony, then looked down at him and said, "You say I'm a coward? How about we have a contest to see who can take off their clothes and stand on the balcony first?"

"Uh..."

Yang Fan stared at Shen Ruolan in shock, secretly wondering: Are girls raised in wealthy families always capable of doing crazy things when pushed to their limit?

Although Yang Fan was a man, he wasn't an exhibitionist. While there were no outsiders around their house, it wasn't completely deserted. Being spied on was one thing, but what if some crazy person took pictures and posted them online? Wouldn't that be incredibly embarrassing?

"Ahem… Ruolan, I think we shouldn't be so reckless. Otherwise, what if someone takes pictures and spreads them online…"

"Tch! I thought it was something serious! I don't care what you're afraid of?"

Shen Ruolan gave Yang Fan a look that said, "I knew you'd refuse," and stared at him disdainfully.

Yang Fan felt a chill run down his spine under Shen Ruolan's gaze. But if he didn't bite the bullet and go for it, not only would he fail to achieve his goal, but even if the two of them actually became a couple, this would become a laughingstock for the other party. So, no matter what, Yang Fan had no choice but to bite the bullet and reluctantly nodded, saying, "Since that's the case... alright!"

"Hehe..."

Shen Ruolan chuckled slyly and said, "Since it's a competition, we need to add some prizes. The winner has the right to make the loser cooperate fully in doing something for them. This task can be done without a time limit, until the other party is satisfied. How about it, do you have any objections?"

Yang Fan thought about it and didn't seem to find anything wrong with it, so he nodded. Shen Ruolan smiled slyly and said, "Since that's the case, then I'll count to three. We'll start right away!"

A sense of unease flashed through Yang Fan's mind. Considering the urgency of the situation, he didn't have much time to think about what was wrong.

"Three! Start!"

After shouting three, Shen Ruolan quickly started taking off her clothes. Because it was a cheongsam, she had almost taken off most of it in the instant she finished speaking!

"Hey! How can you cheat like that?"

Yang Fan complained, taking off his clothes while lamenting that he'd been misled by Shen Ruolan and was a beat too slow.

"Hmph! I only said to start counting from one, two, three, not from one. You didn't hear me, what does that have to do with me?"

As she spoke, Shen Ruolan had already taken off her bra and pulled down half of her panties; she was just one step away from being completely naked.

It must be said that Shen Ruolan's skin was truly beautiful. Under the sunlight, her entire body seemed to be enveloped in a faint glow. Its smoothness was self-evident, and what was even more remarkable was that, despite long-term exercise, her skin hadn't tanned like most people, maintaining a milky white hue.

Her breasts were of a very good shape, with the firmness of bamboo shoots and the fullness of bowl-shaped breasts. Even more astonishing was that the two nipples on her breasts, instead of being bright red, were a rare light purple!

What is light purple? To use a more intuitive flower analogy, it's somewhat like a pleasant lilac. The unusual color of her nipples was truly eye-catching. At least, Yang Fan couldn't resist the temptation. He could have fully utilized his advantage in movement, but because of this, he was a beat too slow and ultimately failed.

"Ha! I won!"

Shen Ruolan stood on the balcony, swaying her pink panties with her little finger, showing off to him. But unexpectedly, Yang Fan's gaze was once again drawn to the strangeness of her alluring physique. Not only were her nipples light purple, but even... they were light purple!

A light purple cleavage! Even if it wasn't unique in the world, it was at least one in a million! Yang Fan couldn't suppress his amazement and unconsciously exclaimed.

This outburst was disastrous. Some things can only be done, not said. Saying it immediately flushed Shen Ruolan's cheeks and provoked her playful scolding: "Are you trying to kill me? What are you looking at? Look again and I'll gouge your eyes out!"

As it turned out, Shen Ruolan's threat was incredibly weak and ineffective. Yang Fan seemed to have lost his memory, staring intently at that spot, unable to look away.

Helpless, even the usually bold Shen Ruolan was at a loss. She could only go into the bedroom, cross her legs, and beckon with her index finger, saying, "Hey, Yang Fan, snap out of it! What about the conditions we agreed on earlier? Are they still valid?" The

sight of his beautiful surroundings was now obscured, finally bringing Yang Fan back to his senses. He looked regretfully at the obscured scenic spot, nodded, and said, "Of course it counts. Tell me, what do you need me to do?"

"Hehe...hehehe..."

Shen Ruolan laughed eerily, coldly, giving Yang Fan a feeling that something bad was about to happen. In fact, what followed was indeed not a good thing...at least for Yang Fan!

Many times, Yang Fan would unconsciously think that he was an evil person...or at least he had some evil tendencies, because the women around him were always so kind, so tolerant, even extremely indulgent towards him!

It was precisely because of these comparisons that Yang Fan had a misconception: in this world, probably few people could surpass him in evil. However, today, Yang Fan was horrified to discover that compared to Shen Ruolan, he was as pure as a blank sheet of paper!

Yang Fan found it hard to describe his feelings. A man, a man of flesh and blood, a man who always conquered women, was forced into submission because of a bet, a simple "Are you someone who pees standing up? You actually want to go back on your word?"

If it were physical punishment, even a thousand or ten thousand lashes, Yang Fan could endure it calmly. But her methods weren't just sticks… yet they were even more brutal?

What? If not sticks, then a whip? The truth was, Shen Ruolan held a goose feather she had prepared beforehand, lightly stroking it across Yang Fan's taut skin. And that wasn't all; as she stroked it, she babbled incoherently, "Tsk tsk, nice muscles, very firm! Too bad. A bit too sensitive, you know… if I focused on this, wouldn't you immediately spit all over me?"

Watching Shen Ruolan fluff the feather and, without warning, place it on his genitals, Yang Fan felt a sudden tightness in his chest. The bold action, coupled with the fierce words, and most terrifyingly, this fierce woman showed no embarrassment whatsoever in the face of his nakedness, instead displaying a keen interest—a complete departure from her usual behavior!

In Yang Fan's eyes, this woman was nothing short of a super demon, embodying the epitome of evil!

"Gulp!"

Yang Fan swallowed hard, forcing a smile. "Ruolan, isn't this a bit too much?"

"Too much?"

Shen Ruolan gave Yang Fan a look that defied description, a look that couldn't be explained by mere charm or ambiguity. Her smile was sinister. "Yang Fan, should I repeat myself... what was our bet? Or perhaps..."

"Stop...stop talking, I give up!"

Faced with Shen Ruolan's shameful act of pinching his sore foot, Yang Fan could only helplessly accept it. Although this game was extremely evil, extremely unsuitable for children, and super 18+,...it didn't seem so disgusting to him!

Undoubtedly, even someone as daring as Dongfang Lan wouldn't do something so outrageous. Thinking carefully about the people around him, perhaps only Tang Ningshuang could barely compare to Shen Ruolan, but even Tang Ningshuang probably wouldn't act with such a strong queenly tendency, right?

"I heard adding some wax makes it even more pleasurable, Yang Fan, do you want to try it?"

"Uh..."

Shen Ruolan's calm tone was as if she were saying to someone, "Hey, the weather's nice today, looks like it won't rain, you don't need an umbrella."

Or perhaps, "I heard that a certain dish on a certain street is delicious. Want to go try it together?"

But the fact was that Yang Fan's fleeting thought had instantly become reality! Shen Ruolan didn't just have some queenly tendency; she absolutely did! And this tendency was extremely strong!

"Ahem..."

After a moment of silence, Yang Fan finally remembered to answer, "Uh... Ruolan, are you sure you're asking for my opinion?"

A small hint of smugness flashed across Shen Ruolan's face, but it disappeared in an instant, giving Yang Fan no time to notice. Then, she nodded very seriously and said, "Yes, of course I need to ask for your opinion on this kind of thing! Do you think I'm such an unreasonable person?"

"Debts in the twelfth lunar month are really paid off quickly!"

Yang Fan couldn't help but sigh inwardly. Just a moment ago, when he was in control, who was the aggressive one? Who left no room for maneuver? Before he could even enjoy the fruits of victory, the tables had turned, and the offensive and defensive positions had shifted. This huge difference was really hard to adjust to!

Chapter 485 [Playing with Fire Gets You Burned]

"Heh... Of course you're very reasonable, but I want to ask... can I really refuse?"

When Yang Fan asked, his tone was very uncertain, almost as if he was telling Shen Ruolan directly: I know you won't agree to me, you definitely won't agree, right?

Seeing Yang Fan like this was a rare sight, and Shen Ruolan almost burst out laughing. Her biggest regret at this moment was not having a camera! It was such a pity she couldn't capture this moment as a souvenir!

"Hehe, Yang Fan, you're really clever! Since you've said so, wouldn't it seem petty of me not to show it?"

Shen Ruolan chuckled mischievously, trying to calm her raging laughter… She had to do this; suppressing her laughter was an extremely mentally taxing task, and she almost choked on her own breath if she didn't control herself.

Once she had calmed down a bit, a large, thick, red object, exuding a menacing aura, was held aloft in her hand. Staring at that enormous thing, Yang Fan was filled with utter despair: "I'm willing! I'm willing!... What she's holding in her hand is my brother!"

That thing, resembling the most extravagant member of a traditional wedding, was so enormous that just one glance sent chills down one's spine. If someone were in Yang Fan's position, and then threatened by Shen Ruolan, unless they were a masochist, they would probably tremble uncontrollably, and those with weaker constitutions might have already fainted.

Shen Ruolan's left hand brushed against Yang Fan's sensitive area with a feather, causing him to shudder. He casually dropped the feather, chuckled, and grasped the candle with both hands, making a highly provocative gesture.

"Are you thinking... if what I'm holding in my hand were here... maybe it would be better?"

Without any warning, Shen Ruolan suddenly put down the red candle and took Yang Fan's penis in her hand!

Startled, Yang Fan almost couldn't help but spit on Shen Ruolan. This change was too sudden! The change was too drastic… especially the emotional gap, so huge it was unimaginable, yet he still managed to hold on. He was practically a man of steel!

“Hiss…”

Yang Fan grimaced and gasped, forcing a smile. “Ruolan, stop playing around, okay? Whatever you ask for, as long as I can do it, I’ll do it immediately, I’ll complete the task perfectly, and I won’t refuse, okay?”

Shen Ruolan withdrew her nimble little hands. Crossing her arms, she said thoughtfully, “Hmm… what do I ask for?”

Seeing her change in attitude, Yang Fan unconsciously breathed a small sigh of relief, thinking she had finally gotten tired of the game! But he was wrong! Utterly wrong. Just as he relaxed, she suddenly straddled his waist, a red candle in one hand, a lighter in the other, grinning at him, “Besides this, I don’t seem to have any other requests!”

What’s the hardest thing in the world to do? That's like falling into someone else's hands, having a ton of chips and trump cards, yet having none that can sway the other party!

"Should I really cater to her and try being a masochist?"

This thought only flashed through Yang Fan's mind before he ruthlessly tore it to shreds. Without a doubt, he was a normal man with normal sexual inclinations.

If, after mutual communication, occasionally experiencing painful stimulation wouldn't be bad. But the problem now was that Shen Ruolan's methods were too radical. What if it led to some bad consequences… that was something he couldn't bear! Yang Fan wasn't prepared to succumb to extreme sensory stimulation; the outcome was unacceptable to him. Therefore, his gaze towards Shen Ruolan, while helpless, also held a hint of determination!

Undoubtedly, the woman riding on his waist wasn't just a fierce woman, but a bewitching one; she seemed to have foreseen his thoughts!

"But I've changed my mind!"

Shen Ruolan calmly tossed aside the red candle in her hand, gently swaying her shapely hips, and said breathlessly, "At the beginning, didn't you want me to move? Now I'll move for you, but... you're not allowed to move! If you move even once, you have to promise me one thing!"

Just kidding! I'm already in such a sorry state after promising you one thing; if I had to promise you several more, would I even survive? Yang Fan shouted inwardly, but unknowingly, he had fallen into Shen Ruolan's trap.

Naturally, beneath Shen Ruolan's outwardly unchanged expression, a tiny hint of smugness unconsciously shone through! It was a natural expression of emotion after gaining some kind of control, unrelated to any conspiracy!

How alluring can a woman be? The answer is... there's no limit! A woman is like a poem; a cursory reading only reveals her surface beauty. Her charm, her beauty, her allure are often hidden deep within; without careful observation, one cannot fully appreciate her wonder!

Shen Ruolan's hip movements weren't very pronounced; she didn't need vigorous actions to stimulate Yang Fan. Partly, she was addicted to this dangerous game, and partly, it stemmed from her inexperience.

To mask this inexperience, and even the unease behind it, Shen Ruolan decided to use more aggressive language to divert Yang Fan's attention!

"Want me to help your brother take a bath?" "

Look, look, he's blushing! What a shy boy!"

"If you don't say anything, I'll take that as a yes, okay?"

Faced with Shen Ruolan's self-absorbed chatter, Yang Fan couldn't even muster the thought of refusing. He could only secretly enjoy it while feigning a distressed expression.

Seriously, a beautiful woman, using a babbling mountain spring, helping her brother bathe—who would refuse? It was too good to be true!

"A demon! A real demon!" Yang Fan thought fiercely, over and over again. He desperately wanted to flip over and pin Shen Ruolan down, to give her a good, unrestrained assault. But he couldn't help but consider the consequences of his actions. The

fact that he could still consider the consequences meant his efforts weren't enough! Shen Ruolan saw a hint of hesitation and clarity in Yang Fan's lustful eyes, feeling both gratified and resentful.

So, her movements began to distort. No… it couldn't be called distortion; to be precise, perhaps… she was playing with fire!

She sprinkled a few drops of dew, then spread it out on her most tender parts. And that wasn't all; finally, she would gently prick herself a couple of times with her sparse pubic hair. This deadly action caused Yang Fan's muscles to spasm, and his soles involuntarily clenched!

"If I keep this up, someone's going to die!"

Yang Fan thought through gritted teeth. "Little girl, don't let me lose my temper! If you cause any more trouble, I'll eat you alive!"

Unfortunately, Shen Ruolan seemed completely oblivious to the danger around her. She had fallen in love with this dangerous game, especially the actions just now, which not only stimulated Yang Fan but also stirred her own desires!

Burning desires, without the quenching of thirst, can never be quelled. If there's any more stimulation, it will reach a critical point where even water won't work. But these two seemed completely unaware of this!

"You... what did you just do?"

Unexpectedly, Yang Fan couldn't suppress the surging desire in his lower abdomen. A moment of distraction caused his penis to naturally twitch. Unexpectedly, even this extremely subtle movement didn't escape Shen Ruolan's notice.

"What did I do?"

He joked, admitting it would mean facing another round of torture. Although this game was very... fun, playing it too much would be too stimulating for the heart. He'd have to rest for a few days after today. With this in mind, Yang Fan denied it without batting an eye!

"Still saying no?"

Shen Ruolan gritted her teeth, grabbed Yang Fan's penis, and pinched it hard, saying, "I clearly felt it moving just now!"

"Ruolan, don't accuse an innocent person so easily. I've already accepted my loss. It's not fair to frame me again. Be careful, or I might go back on my word!"

After being tricked by Yang Fan, Shen Ruolan became somewhat uncertain again: "Could it be... that it was just my imagination? But... the feeling was too strong! Could it be that I..."

A young woman's thoughts inevitably become a little too private and too shocking. To save her face, it's best not to investigate too thoroughly.

Shen Ruolan was lost in thought for a moment. Composing herself, she resumed her subtle movements. However, this time she paid a little more attention to the thing beneath her. She had made up her mind to catch the thief red-handed! So, taking advantage of Yang Fan's inattention, she reached behind her back, grabbed her phone from the bedside table, and switched to burst mode.

Yang Fan secretly breathed a sigh of relief, but naturally, he hadn't expected that Shen Ruolan, while maintaining the steady circular motion of her hips, would still have the energy to carefully observe his unusual behavior. So, stimulated to the point of exhaustion, he couldn't help but get another erection!

"Snap! Snap! Snap! Snap! Snap!"

With five consecutive clicks of the shutter, Shen Ruolan quickly pressed the shutter button, obtaining the most direct evidence!

"Here! I caught you red-handed, didn't I? Let's see how you deny it!"

Such sudden stimulation directly caused Yang Fan to get another erection.

"Denial? Hmph! I won't deny it, I'll only..."

Taking advantage of Shen Ruolan's distraction, Yang Fan adjusted his position, giving it a very good angle, chatting casually with Shen Ruolan while waiting for this beautiful mermaid to take the bait.

"What can you do?"

Shen Ruolan curled her lips in disdain, waving her phone in her hand. "Hmph! I don't care what you can do. Don't try to distract me so you can snatch the phone from me!" "

Tsk? How did your IQ suddenly improve so much?"

Yang Fan looked at Shen Ruolan in surprise. "You've really impressed me!"

"Of course..."

After a moment of smugness, Shen Ruolan suddenly realized: Yang Fan's words didn't seem like a compliment...

"You bastard! What do you mean by 'improved so much' all of a sudden? You don't mean...

"You were careless, didn't you? You fell for it? You got tricked? You got yourself bleeding, didn't you?" "Hahaha..."

Yang Fan almost burst into laughter, but considering the fact that this tough girl had just lost her virginity, it would be inappropriate for him to laugh out loud. He had no choice but to desperately suppress his laughter!

Shen Ruolan was now truly speechless with despair, completely dumbfounded. This game had always been under her control. Despite her flustered emotions, despite her burgeoning desires, despite her involuntary actions... no matter how many "despite"s there were, she had always believed that this game would remain in her grasp. But she never imagined that she would willingly sit on a large candle! The piercing heat, the penetrating pain, were ignored in that instant; her mind was filled with shock at this unexpected turn of events!

"You actually took my virginity, you must take responsibility for me!"

These words, which should have been spoken by Shen Ruolan, actually came from Yang Fan's mouth.

So, Shen Ruolan, who had been somewhat dazed, suddenly stared into his eyes, looking at him in disbelief: "You... what did you say?" "

Cough..."

Yang Fan was almost bursting into laughter, but the game had to continue, right? So, he continued to feign innocence: "I didn't move an inch, I kept our agreement the whole time, but... you betrayed my trust and took advantage of me. Shouldn't you take responsibility?"

"You..."

Shen Ruolan laughed angrily: "Fine! I'll take responsibility, I'll take responsibility for you!"

As if she had nothing left to lose, Shen Ruolan suddenly became fierce, completely disregarding her first time and the unbearable pain in her lower body, and squatted down forcefully again and again.

While repeating the actions of thrusting into Yang Fan, she also muttered: "I'll make you take responsibility! I'll make you take responsibility!" "

That vicious evidence, filled with resentment, was chilling.

Perhaps it's just that people are particularly good at finding reasons to comfort themselves. After a while, Shen Ruolan was gradually corrupted by that exquisite, bone-melting feeling. 'Possessing a man doesn't seem so bad. All the initiative is in my hands. I can go deeper if I want, I can go a little to the left if I want…'

Yang Fan initially, because of his overwhelming pleasure, was patient enough to let Shen Ruolan move freely. But as her movements became larger and more unrestrained, his smile was gradually overwhelmed by boundless pleasure, and he couldn't help but want to make a move.

'I'm telling you, don't move! I'm possessing you. If you dare to move, or pin me down, I'll immediately call for help!'" "

My God! Is she really a woman?" Yang Fan was speechless. Faced with such a fierce woman, anyone else might have been intimidated, but who was he? He was Yang Fan. How could he really be pinned down by a woman, experiencing ecstasy?

No... I want to turn over! I want to rise up and sing my own song! I... Yang Fan tried to turn over, but he couldn't. Upon closer inspection, he was horrified!

Chapter 486 [Beautiful Knight]

Why was Yang Fan so shocked? Taking advantage of his enjoyment of the romantic game, he was caught off guard and his hands and feet were bound with strong ribbons. How could Yang Fan not be shocked?

The knots on his hands and feet were very tight. It was fine if he didn't move, but the more he moved, the tighter the binding became. After moving a couple of times and realizing that he couldn't break free for the time being, Yang Fan simply smiled bitterly at Shen Ruolan and said, "Ruolan, why did you do this? Are you worried that I will do something bad to you?"

Shen Ruolan was looking smug at this moment. Hearing this, she couldn't help but curl her lips and said, "Hmph, hmph! I may not have eaten pig's feet, but I've seen pigs walk, right? Everyone knows that when you men get excited, you won't care about anything! At that time, it won't be the big head commanding the small head, but the small head commanding the big head!"

Faced with Shen Ruolan's insightful observation, Yang Fan really couldn't find a reason to argue.

"Hehe!"

Seeing Yang Fan speechless, Shen Ruolan couldn't help but feel even more smug: "

So, you just lie here on this bed and obediently accept my favor!"

"This little vixen, she really is..."

For a moment, Yang Fan couldn't find a precise word to describe Shen Ruolan's actions. He didn't have much time to find the right words either. Because Shen Ruolan had already begun a new round of attacks, the most seductive attacks a charming woman could launch!

Some say: If you haven't been to Brazil, you don't know what an electric motor is. However, today Yang Fan had the opportunity to experience the power of an electric motor without going to Brazil!

From gentle to rapid, it was like an infinitely variable gear shift. Yang Fan felt as if he had been thrown into a bottomless vortex, churning and swirling inside, with no chance of getting out. It was as if there was an immense attraction trying to swallow Yang Fan whole from head to toe. No matter how hard he tried, he could only adapt, not break free.

If it were only that, Yang Fan could rely on his immense willpower to pretend nothing had happened and extricate himself from the situation. However, the reality was quite different, because… there was also an indescribable, profound physiological connection involved.

Thus, the problem arose: that inexplicable attraction made Yang Fan want more, but the crucial control was in Shen Ruolan's hands! Whenever he tried to go faster, due to exhaustion, she would always slow down, repeatedly grabbing him at the most critical moments. Finally, Yang Fan

couldn't control his lust any longer and began to boil over. Even if his limbs were immobilized, so what? He had long since mastered the secrets of true qi circulation, allowing himself to control his desires—though difficult, not impossible!

“Hmph, you little hussy, you'll regret this later!”

Yang Fan gritted his teeth and growled at Shen Ruolan, who was straddling him, moaning and groaning with self-satisfaction.

In the battle between men and women, there is never a final victor, or perhaps both sides are victorious. Ultimately, the outcome is merely a shift in the psychological trajectory of both parties.

Yang Fan's current provocation wasn't due to any real grudge against Shen Ruolan, but rather a momentary surge of pent-up desire, fueled by an unquenchable lust, leading him to a mischievous urge to tease her.

He focused his energy in his dantian, suddenly unleashing his true qi, splitting it into two streams—one yin, one yang—which descended to his genitals, then coiled like two serpents around a staff, reaching its tip!

The yang qi was fiery and hard, the yin qi cold and soft; seemingly contradictory, yet harmoniously unified, entwining around Yang Fan's vital parts, creating an indescribable subtlety. This was a completely new application he had discovered during his previous battle!

These subtleties were difficult for anyone other than a woman to grasp, and even Yang Fan, the instigator, wasn't entirely familiar with them. Meanwhile, Shen Ruolan, like a female knight riding a wild horse, was completely immersed in the strange pleasure of taming Yang Fan, oblivious to everything around her. Unexpectedly, just as she was enjoying the ride and vaguely sensed the deliciousness to come, a sudden, strange sensation came from the point of close contact. In an instant, it petrified her. It was

as if she had suddenly sat in an extreme zone of rapidly changing seasons, experiencing alternating sensations of intense heat and extreme cold from below. When it was hot, it felt as if a sun had been forcibly shoved into her lower abdomen; the scalding stimulation made her groan involuntarily, and fluids flowed freely, as if she wanted to expel all her bodily fluids in a single day.

But when it got cold, it felt like someone had suddenly stuffed a huge block of ice into her warm winter bed, freezing her completely, leaving her utterly unsure how to react. Yet, amidst this extreme cold, there was also an indescribable, strange sensation that involuntarily gave rise to an urge to release.

The alternation of cold and heat was like a pair of twin demons, frequently tormenting Shen Ruolan, turning her mind into mush in a very short time. The psychological changes were clearly reflected on her skin; her delicate, fair skin was sometimes flushed with passionate blush, and at other times covered in strange bluish-purple hues.

"You little hussy. If you don't untie me soon, I'll make you ejaculate so much you flood the whole room!"

Feeling the time was right, Yang Fan smiled and revealed his trump card. Of course, at the same time, he stopped his incredibly sharp offensive. He knew that this method of using true qi was still in the experimental stage; prolonged use could have adverse consequences!

"Hiss..."

Shen Ruolan seemed to have just woken from the deepest dream, taking a deep breath and staring at Yang Fan with a strange expression: "What exactly did you do to me just now? Why do I feel so... strange?" Besides "strange," Shen Ruolan really didn't know what else to use to describe it accurately. Because that feeling just now was really hard to describe; sometimes fiery, sometimes chilling, yet it was as alluring as a drug. How could such a strange feeling be accurately described with just one or two words?

Yang Fan chuckled and said, "It's a secret!"

Those two words silenced all of Shen Ruolan's questions, preventing her from asking any more.

Somewhat exasperated, Shen Ruolan couldn't help but lash out: "Hmph! If you don't tell me, I'll use even more ruthless methods on you! Don't think I don't know it's you, you wicked thing, who's behind this!"

Saying this, as if to provide evidence, Shen Ruolan forcefully slapped Yang Fan's groin.

"What, you don't like it?"

Yang Fan curled his lip, not caring much about Shen Ruolan's threat, and said seductively, "If you help me untie you, I can let you have your fill!"

Undeniably, Yang Fan's suggestion had a fatal attraction for Shen Ruolan. Although the feelings she had just experienced were strange and hard to describe, upon closer examination, they were quite unforgettable.

"Fine, then let the storm rage on!"

Shen Ruolan stared stubbornly at Yang Fan, but showed no intention of untying him. It seemed she was determined to go all the way today: she wouldn't rest until she had drained Yang Fan dry!

Seemingly sensing her determination in her eyes, Yang Fan simply let her be. Being pushed back by a woman occasionally… didn't seem so unacceptable, especially since this woman was very beautiful! However, just as Yang Fan was about to enjoy himself, Shen Ruolan suddenly stopped…

Everything is negotiable, but stopping now would be the death of Yang Fan. He had been going at it for a long time, and even with this situation, he was close to the finish line. But Shen Ruolan's sudden stop forced back the essence that was about to burst forth!

"What are you looking at? Are you stupid?"

Just as Yang Fan was trying his best to endure, Shen Ruolan suddenly blurted out a thoughtless remark.

"No, no!"

At this point, he could only laugh it off. Yang Fan wasn't stupid enough to admit it. He had just experienced Shen Ruolan's methods firsthand. At this moment, the initiative was still in her hands. Although the strips of cloth binding his hands were useless—he could easily shake them off if he wanted—it would ruin the whole thing.

So, Yang Fan could only try to appear calm. Otherwise, if he angered the famous Shen Ruolan and she staged a sudden strike, Yang Fan would be left with nothing but tears!

This wasn't just wild speculation; given Shen Ruolan's personality, it was entirely possible for her to do it. If he hadn't accidentally witnessed her masturbating, she wouldn't have shown such a shy expression. Besides, since they were already in this state, there was nothing to be embarrassed about. So, Shen Ruolan had already reverted to her fierce nature!

But clearly, Yang Fan underestimated Shen Ruolan's observational skills. Although Yang Fan tried his best to hide it, how could he possibly fool the famous star Shen?

So, the moment Yang Fan vehemently denied it, Shen Ruolan moved! She first slightly shifted her waist, while staring intently at Yang Fan's expression. She didn't ask Yang Fan anything, but she deliberately slowed down her movements, clearly trying to make Yang Fan surrender completely with her eyes.

"Hiss!"

Yang Fan couldn't help but gasp. Don't be fooled by Shen Ruolan's seemingly casual movements; they were actually quite skillful. Even Yang Fan had to admit that Shen Ruolan, who grew up in the West, was no less knowledgeable about bedroom arts than Dongfang Lan!

Moreover, although Dongfang Lan was skilled in the arts of the bedroom, she was, after all, a lady from a prestigious family, and was embarrassed to perform many shameful acts. Most of the time, she passively cooperated with Yang Fan. Shen Ruolan, however

, was different. Although she had a certain girlish reserve in this matter, once that hymen was broken, she became like a shrew who had been defiled for a long time, not only using endless methods but also having no sense of shame whatsoever. Moreover, she became more and more adept at it and even enjoyed it. She discovered that those theories were not only for pleasing men but also the ultimate method for enjoying the best pleasure herself. For example, now, she could move as she pleased, stop as she pleased, move however she wanted, to the left if she wanted more, to the left if she wanted more, to go deeper if she wanted deeper…

As a woman, she naturally knew very well what she needed most and what felt most comfortable. But often in these situations, one could only achieve a certain level of comfort by being passive or using subtle language to remind the other person. Unlike now, where one doesn't need to ask anyone, they can freely play as they please and completely control their movements!

No wonder in those films, many women preferred being on top. She had initially thought it was just for the sake of the plot, to arouse male viewers. After all, theoretically, men make up a large proportion of those watching such things, and seeing the opposite sex's body is naturally more stimulating than seeing one's own.

But now Shen Ruolan realized that besides the plot, there were other factors at play. This feeling is difficult to grasp without personal experience; at least, she hadn't known it before, but now she had a vague understanding!

"So, choosing to be the knight, galloping wildly, feels so exhilarating! Looks like I'll never be on the bottom again!"

Overwhelmed by pleasure, Shen Ruolan blurted out her true feelings.

She was fine, but Yang Fan broke out in a cold sweat upon hearing this! "Just kidding, this so-called reverse riding is fine once or twice, it's novel, but if it continues, won't you completely lose the initiative? A knight's glory belongs only to himself. If Shen Ruolan steals it, how can he ride a horse in the future? Therefore, this situation must be stopped as soon as possible, otherwise, if Shen Ruolan becomes completely addicted, it will be too late to regret it!"

While Shen Ruolan was immersed in the beauty of the knight's charge, Yang Fan quietly untied the cloth straps binding his hands. This was a piece of cake for him. Taking advantage of her inattention, he grabbed Shen Ruolan's hands and gently pulled her, causing her to accidentally have close contact with the horse while she was galloping wildly! Before she could react, the roles of knight and mount were reversed...

"Yang Fan, you broke your promise... Waaah..."

Shen Ruolan only reacted when Yang Fan pressed her down hard. She couldn't help but shout, but before she could finish her sentence, Yang Fan covered her mouth with his tongue!

Promise? What utter nonsense about credit! Even if we're talking about it, now's not the time! Besides, even if he gets branded as untrustworthy, Yang Fan still has to take action!

Chapter 487 [A Warm Moment]

Shen Ruolan only said one sentence before immersing herself completely in the sea of desire. Riding on Yang Fan, facing the wind and waves, felt not only like galloping across the vast grasslands, but also like navigating a lone boat through a stormy sea. The sea was indeed vast, but the constant fear of capsizing made her feel somewhat restrained.

But once Yang Fan was beneath her, her bound limbs seemed to suddenly be released. He was now the true rider traversing the grasslands, the excellent helmsman crossing the sea! Yang Fan, charging forward with vigor, had muscles bulging, exuding masculine charm.

With Yang Fan beneath her, Shen Ruolan's heart immediately calmed down. Because of that weight, the feeling of swaying and precariousness disappeared, the feeling of being a lone boat on the vast ocean vanished. She felt as if she had returned to a happy harbor, anchoring under the warm sunshine, docking at a safe pier. Women, after all, depend on men for life, and for happiness!

Time flies when happiness is fleeting. By the time Yang Fan and Shen Ruolan's passion subsided, the sun was already gradually setting, and it was nearly five or six in the afternoon.

Even the strongest woman has the right to complain of exhaustion. Shen Ruolan, having died and been reborn, lived and died again, through countless cycles of blooming and withering, was already utterly exhausted. She lay limply on the bed, not wanting to move even a finger.

Yang Fan held Shen Ruolan tenderly for a moment, then, seeing her limp body, couldn't help but tease, "Little Lanlan, do you still have any energy?"

Shen Ruolan opened her slightly narrowed eyes, gave Yang Fan a playful slap, and said weakly, "You know perfectly well why I'm asking! You're such a jerk!"

Yang Fan chuckled, withdrew his hands, stretched, and then casually said, "I wonder if your sister is almost home from work. It's so late, she should be back soon!"

Reminded by Yang Fan, Shen Ruolan remembered that her sister was almost back…

"Oh! What time is it?"

Shen Ruolan sat bolt upright as if springs had sprung from her legs. Yang

Fan looked at Shen Ruolan with a half-smile, glancing casually at the watch on the bedside table before saying, "Standard time, around ten o'clock!"

"What? It's already six in the afternoon?"

Shen Ruolan's eyes widened in disbelief. She froze for a moment, then quickly regained her senses and struggled to get out of bed.

Yang Fan hugged Shen Ruolan, saying with a mix of amusement and exasperation, "Little Lanlan, in your current condition, even walking is a problem. Instead of resting properly, what do you want to do?"

Shen Ruolan then realized she had been too reckless and had exhausted all her strength. Unfortunately, it wasn't apparent while she was sitting, and she herself didn't feel anything amiss. After moving around a bit and finding nothing wrong, Shen Ruolan stubbornly broke free from Yang Fan's hands and laboriously put on her clothes.

Yang Fan knew Shen Ruolan's current physical condition much better than she did. Worried she might fall, Yang Fan quickly finished dressing and got to the ground before Shen Ruolan. After struggling to put on her clothes, Shen Ruolan reached out a couple of times but couldn't reach her shoes in the distance. She couldn't help but glare at Yang Fan and say, "Aren't you going to give me my shoes?"

The transformation from girl to woman isn't just limited to that hymen; it's also reflected in subtle movements. Even a strong woman like Shen Ruolan, when truly becoming a woman, unconsciously reveals a woman's gentleness. Of course, this was also partly because Yang Fan had completely won her heart. If Yang Fan hadn't resisted so forcefully and had continued letting Shen Ruolan ride freely, perhaps things would have turned out very differently!

Placing Shen Ruolan's shoes within easy reach, Yang Fan couldn't help but mutter to himself, "If I'd known it would turn out like this, I shouldn't have let her have her way! Looking at her like this, she probably can't even stand up!"

Sure enough, Shen Ruolan put on her shoes and managed to stand up, leaning against the bed. She hadn't taken two steps before her legs gave way, and she was about to fall. Fortunately, Yang Fan had anticipated this and quickly caught her, putting her back on the bed.

"Little Lanlan, your sister will find out about us sooner or later. Are you still going to insist on going to the living room?"

Forcing a smile, Yang Fan asked Shen Ruolan gently.

Shen Ruolan blushed deeply at his words, turning her head away from Yang Fan and humming without speaking. Yang Fan felt a great sense of accomplishment at making this usually carefree and beautiful woman so embarrassed. He chuckled and moved to the other side, staring intently into Shen Ruolan's eyes.

"You naughty guy, get out of here!"

No matter what kind of woman, her shyness is always so adorable, so like an innocent little girl.

Yang Fan, his mischievousness greatly satisfied, stopped teasing Shen Ruolan, gently kissed her, and said, "Little Lanlan, you get some sleep and rest. I'll go out and make you something delicious!"

After saying that, he waited for Shen Ruolan to get back into bed, tucked her in, and then left the bedroom.

Having not cooked for a long time, Yang Fan was really itching to cook something. With nothing else to do, he decided to cook something. He hadn't eaten anything since lunch. Although people like them could go without food and water for a few days without much trouble, good habits still needed to be cultivated, especially after a series of battles; he needed to replenish his energy.

Yang Fan went into the kitchen, opened the refrigerator, and found it completely empty except for a few eggs and no vegetables. Taking out the few remaining eggs, Yang Fan realized that someone as busy as Shen Ruoxi wouldn't have time to cook at home; having a few eggs was already a blessing.

Looking at the limited ingredients, Yang Fan knew he couldn't make many elaborate dishes! Fortunately, this small matter wasn't too difficult for him. Taking out some rice, Yang Fan decided to make the most common egg fried rice!

Don't underestimate this simple egg fried rice. Historically, as early as the Han Dynasty, there was a food made with glutinous rice and eggs—the predecessor of egg fried rice. Due to the limited ingredients, Yang Fan could only use the most traditional method: steaming the rice and then mixing it with the eggs and frying it.

Although it seemed simple, it involved careful attention to heat, the evenness of the eggs being beaten, the doneness of the rice, the amount of other ingredients… any small detail would affect the final quality of the egg fried rice. Fortunately, Yang Fan had a very good grasp of all of these aspects.

Flames danced, and the aroma filled the air. As the glistening grains of rice tumbled in the pan, the egg fried rice was finally ready!

"Huh! What smells so good?"

Shen Ruoxi, who had just returned home from work, smelled a delicious aroma as soon as she opened the door.

"No way! I haven't bought anything for over half a month, how could there be any smell? The neighbors rarely cook at home either. Ruolan is home, but that lazybones, even if she knew how, she'd probably be too lazy to cook."

Taking a deep breath, Shen Ruoxi wondered as she opened the door and went outside to see what was going on.

Following the aroma, she quickly arrived at the kitchen and, to her surprise, saw Yang Fan busily stirring the wok!

"Yang Fan, you can cook?"

Shen Ruoxi rushed into the kitchen in disbelief, staring at Yang Fan with wide eyes. In her mind, nine and a half out of ten young people these days couldn't cook, or even do simple housework. Yang Fan was a rare exception!

Gently shaking the wok, Yang Fan smiled without turning his head and said, "My wife's back! Just wait a little longer, it'll be ready soon! Cooking isn't some advanced skill, what's there to say about whether you can or can't cook? I've lived with my master all these years, taking care of all his daily needs. Even if I didn't know how, I must have learned a lot over the years! Besides, if someone who can't cook can't get a wife, won't they just starve to death?"

Hearing this, Shen Ruoxi blushed and stammered, "I... I can't cook. I usually eat out. They didn't teach me this during my training in the organization, and I've been so busy with missions lately that I haven't had time to learn!"

"Hehe, actually cooking is very simple. If you'd like, I can teach you... By the way, Ruolan is here too, go and call her to come eat..."

Yang Fan stopped halfway through his sentence. If it were before, it wouldn't have been a problem, but he had just "eaten" her sister. If Shen Ruoxi found out, who knows what might happen? She could turn a blind eye to his misbehavior outside, but when it came to his sister… Thinking of Shen Ruoxi's protectiveness towards Shen Ruolan, Yang Fan felt a little worried!

"Okay! But I don't have time now. The smell of this food is making my mouth water. Oh right, Ruolan is home too. I'll go call her. Let's fill our stomachs first! As for learning to cook, we can talk about that later!"

Fortunately, Shen Ruoxi, whose attention was mostly drawn to the aroma wafting in the air, didn't notice the grammatical error in Yang Fan's words. A rare girlish shyness appeared on her face. She gave Yang Fan a sweet smile and then turned and ran out.

"Home, wife, kitchen, and if you add some children, perhaps that's the perfect life!"

Watching Shen Ruoxi's departing figure, a strange thought suddenly flashed through Yang Fan's mind…

Before long, all the dishes were brought to the table by Yang Fan. They were called dishes, but in reality, there was only rice without any side dishes. The table was completely empty except for three bowls and chopsticks filled with fried rice. Logically, such a simple dinner should have been utterly unappetizing for the two beautiful women. But that wasn't the case. Shen Ruoxi and Shen Ruolan, the two older sisters, both kept their heads down, silently watching their chopsticks move rapidly…

Ten minutes later, only two empty bowls remained on the table, not a single grain of rice left. Yang Fan, meanwhile, still held chopsticks in one hand and a bowl in the other, looking completely dazed. Not a single grain of rice had been touched in his bowl!

Satisfied, Shen Ruoxi put down her bowl and chopsticks, leaned back in her chair, and rubbed her stomach, saying, "Oh! This is so delicious! I'm so full! I've never eaten so much before!"

Only then did she realize Yang Fan was staring at her blankly. Her cheeks flushed, and Shen Ruoxi rolled her eyes at him, half-coquettishly, half-scoldingly, "What are you looking at? What's so interesting? Hurry up and eat!"

"Oh!"

Awkwardly, Yang Fan looked away. Staring at a girl eating like that was really impolite, especially for over ten minutes. So, he could only lower his head and quickly finish the food in his bowl…

Perhaps because of what had just happened with Yang Fan, Shen Ruolan felt somewhat embarrassed to face the two of them. Under Shen Ruoxi's suspicious gaze, she actually went back to her room to rest early.

Watching Shen Ruolan's departing figure, Shen Ruoxi felt that something was amiss, but she couldn't quite put her finger on it. She could only ask Yang Fan, "What's wrong with Ruolan today? Why is she going to bed so early? This isn't like her at all. By the way, you came back early today. Do you know what happened to her?"

Yang Fan coughed dryly, not daring to meet Shen Ruoxi's gaze, and quickly changed the subject, saying, "Wife, I've noticed that you look especially beautiful today. It's making me itch with desire. Should I go to bed too?"

Shen Ruoxi was immediately speechless with anger and was about to explode, but when she saw Yang Fan's lewd expression, her anger was instantly replaced by shame, and she involuntarily forgot about Shen Ruolan's unusual behavior.

Sensing Shen Ruoxi's change, Yang Fan immediately seized the opportunity. He helped Shen Ruoxi up, and saw her face slightly flushed, her beautiful eyes half-closed, her cheeks tilted back shyly, her lips slightly parted, exhaling a fragrant breath as she gazed at him.

Every gesture between lovers can inexplicably touch one's heart. Shen Ruoxi's unintentional display of coquettishness made Yang Fan's heart tremble slightly. Involuntarily, he gently lowered his head, and his lips pressed against her full, red lips…

As if sensing Yang Fan's action, Shen Ruoxi's hands involuntarily wrapped around Yang Fan's neck, her body slightly arched upwards. Just as Yang Fan was about to kiss her, she turned the tables, actively responding.

Initially, she still had a slight reservation about Shen Ruolan being in the house, but the moment her lips met Yang Fan's, she immediately forgot everything. She passionately rubbed her lips against Yang Fan's, and actively extended her soft tongue, trying to pry open Yang Fan's teeth and penetrate them!

Without any hindrance, Yang Fan was delighted that the beautiful woman had finally taken the initiative. He parted his lips slightly, opening his doors wide to welcome her intrusion…

A single wet kiss was enough to ignite their passions. Shen Ruoxi's soft, smooth tongue was one of Yang Fan's favorite features, so the moment it entered his mouth, his tongue swept over it, enveloping the infinite softness. He gently touched it, then teased it, their tongues entwining and lingering in a playful dance!

Yang Fan's hands were no longer content with caressing her through her clothes. After exploring her slender back, they slipped under her clothes, moving upwards until they finally grasped her infinitely full breasts!

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