[Urban] Peach Puppet's Lust (Complete) 13-15

Extra Chapter: Spring Breeze and Lustful Rain,

Chapter 1.

At 3:08:03 AM on March 8th, 3838 of the Celestial Calendar, the delivery room of the First Hospital in the Imperial Capital was still bustling with activity.

A little girl of eleven or twelve years old, with delicate features, paced anxiously back and forth, muttering to herself, "Why hasn't she been born yet? Why hasn't she come out yet..."

"Xiaowen, stop shaking her, you're making Mommy dizzy," a sweet voice with a hint of doting affection said. A beautiful young woman who looked to be in her early thirties gently took the little girl's right hand and patted her head affectionately.

The little girl, clinging to the young woman's slender waist, tilted her head back and pouted, "Mommy, aren't you worried about my sister? She's been inside for so long!"

"Hehehe..."

The young woman affectionately pinched the little girl's rosy lips and chuckled, "Silly girl, childbirth isn't a difficult delivery, what's there to worry about? Besides, your sister had a C-section..."

"Ding-dong..."

Just then, the operating room door finally opened, and a deafening cry of a newborn baby rang out. The baby was finally born...

"Congratulations, Madam Xie, your daughter has given birth to twins, a boy and a girl." This stunningly beautiful young woman, known as Madam Xie, was originally named Liu Xiaoning. She came from an ancient and mysterious martial arts family. Twenty-five years ago, she entered Imperial University with excellent grades and was soon hailed as the most beautiful woman in the capital, becoming a prominent figure on campus.

Such a beauty naturally attracted many suitors, including high-ranking officials and wealthy tycoons... But unexpectedly, the beautiful Liu married an unknown white-collar worker.

After twenty years of hard work, Liu Xiaoning, now forty-three, has become the honorary president of the Daqin Martial Arts Association, thanks to her profound knowledge of ancient martial arts. Meanwhile, the former white-collar worker has carved out her own niche, becoming the former owner of the listed company, the Daqin Xie Group. ...

In the pristine white hospital room, Mrs. Xie held a little one in each arm

, looking at one now and then the other, her heart overflowing with excitement. "The Xie family has an heir!" "Let me hold you, Mommy, please!" Little Xie Xiaowen stared longingly at the two little bundles in her mother's arms, reaching out her delicate white hands, trying to snatch one from the beautiful young woman

's grasp... Newly minted mother Xie Xiaonan lay weakly on the hospital bed, her pale face showing signs of exhaustion, yet her charm remained undiminished. She took a little one from her mother, Mrs. Xie, murmuring, "Gang, do you see? This is our child."

Seeing her daughter's dazed expression, Mrs. Xie knew her daughter was missing her husband again. And how could she not miss him too?

They used to have a happy and fulfilling family, but a sudden car accident ten months ago took away the two most important men in the family: her husband Xie Longyan and son-in-law Zhou Gang. Only a widow and her child remained, relying on each other for survival. Fortunately, the Xie family was wealthy and didn't have to worry about making a living.

The carefree little girl, Xie Xiaowen, was completely oblivious to her mother and sister's unusual behavior; she was still immersed in the joy of becoming an aunt.

"Shouldn't you be naming these two little ones?"

The little girl bit her slender index finger, looking at the baby lying in her mother's arms, and muttered softly with a furrowed brow, "What should we name them?"

The little girl's voice woke the mother and daughter, who were immersed in grief. Xie Xiaonan, a new mother, looked tenderly at her sleeping children, thought for a while, and then said to her mother, Mrs. Xie, a little embarrassed, "Mom, you should name them. I've never thought about it."

"Hehe... I've already thought about it. The older sister will be named Wenting, and the younger brother will be named Wenjie. As for the surname..."

"Let's name them Xie,"

Xie Xiaonan said calmly. "I promised Dad that the first child, regardless of gender, would have the surname Xie."

And so our protagonist came into this world. In the blink of an eye, five years have passed, and Xie Wenjie and his sister Xie Wenting have reached the age of starting first grade.

"Auntie, Wenjie has sneaked out to play again!"

A chubby little girl ran up to a beautiful sixteen or seventeen-year-old girl and angrily tattled, thinking to herself, "Serves you right for not taking me with you, hmph.

" "Hmph, that brat, his bottom's itching again," the beautiful girl, who was watching "Animal World," said through gritted teeth.

This sixteen-year-old beauty was none other than the little girl from back then. Now, the little girl had not only grown into a beautiful young woman, but she had also completely inherited her mother's beauty genes, becoming a famous beauty in the capital. Moreover, at such a young age, she was already a sophomore at Imperial University, one of the best universities in the Qin Dynasty and even the world. However, her temperament was completely that of a tomboy, lacking any ladylike demeanor.

Moreover, his eyes would light up at the sight of any pretty girl, behaving like a complete lecher, which gradually became a major worry for his mother and older sister…

Before they knew it, school was starting. Xie Wenjie and his sister arrived at school with their mother, only to find the school gate filled with all sorts of cars and parents with their children everywhere. There was no way around it; that was the effect of prestigious schools—people were desperate to get in, regardless of the cost.

Xie Xiaonan led the siblings to the office and asked, “Excuse me, how do we get to Class 1, Grade 1?”

A female teacher in her twenties approached and said, “I’m the homeroom teacher for Class 1, Grade 1. I’ll take you there!”

As the teacher led them to the door and was about to turn around, Xie Xiaonan said to the siblings, “Hurry up and thank the teacher.”

The siblings replied in unison, “Thank you, teacher.”

The teacher was about to praise the two little ones, who looked quite adorable, when Xie Wenjie said in a clear voice, “Teacher, you have so many little red spots on your face, and teacher, your chest is so small!”

The teacher blushed instantly and ran away.

Xie Xiaonan grabbed her son's ear: "Tell me! Where did you learn that?"

"I know! Mom, I know!"

Little Xie Wenting, holding Xie Xiaonan's hand, said excitedly, "That's what Uncle Jia Kuan from Grandpa Ma's family said when he was watching TV."

"Hmph! You, Ma Jia Kuan, how dare you corrupt my son! I'll teach you a lesson. You still want to pursue my sister? No way!"

Mom Xie Xiaonan said fiercely.

The poor extra was mercilessly eliminated before he even appeared!

In the blink of an eye, a semester had passed. One day during this winter vacation, Xie Wenjie secretly slipped out of the house again. When he came to a corner, he saw an old man huddled in the corner, fast asleep. His gray hair was piled up like a bird's nest on his head, and he wore a tattered Taoist robe that looked like it hadn't been washed in years. A clean gourd hung from his waist.

This strange outfit successfully piqued Xie Wenjie's curiosity. He couldn't help but stop and ask, "Grandpa, are you lost? Why aren't you going home?"

The old man lazily raised his head, took a big gulp from the gourd at his waist (it was unclear whether it contained wine or water), and then glanced sideways at the little one in front of him before preparing to continue his nap. Suddenly, he seemed to remember something. His sleepy eyes gleamed, staring intently at the little one, looking him up and down. He scrambled to his feet, rushed to the little guy, and stretched out his gourd-like hands to pat, pinch, and spank him.

Before Xie Wenjie could recover, the old man burst into laughter again, "Hahaha, I'm rich! I've struck gold! I never thought I, the Wine Daoist, would have such good luck! Wahahahaha!" This arrogant laughter finally snapped Xie Wenjie out of his daze. "Could this be the legendary lunatic?" Xie Wenjie tilted his head back, clenched his fists, and stared wide-eyed, his dark pupils darting around excitedly. He thought to himself, "So this is what a lunatic looks like! So cool! I wish I could take a picture of it! That darn aunt confiscated my phone..."

Just as Xie Wenjie was about to slip away, the old man calmed down from his high spirits, at least on the surface. He put on what he thought was his most amiable smile and looked at Xie Wenjie, saying, "Little guy, what's your name?"

"Xie Wenjie." "How old are you?"

"About six." "Do you want to learn kung fu?"

"Yes!"

"Then how about Grandpa takes you to learn kung fu?"

"Oh no! I have to go home. Otherwise, my aunt will spank me again."

Xie Wenjie covered his bottom with both hands, shaking his head like a rattle-drum.

The old man looked annoyed, pondering how to trick this kid into handing him over. He dared not commit the act of kidnapping a child.

Suddenly, a brilliant idea flashed in his mind, and a barely perceptible sly smile appeared on his lips. He reached out and lightly wiped the wine gourd at his waist, and two vermilion fruits, each the size of a ping-pong ball, floated out of thin air in front of Xie Wenjie. They were crystal clear, like red jade carvings, extremely tempting. Immediately afterward, a refreshing fragrance that was intoxicating wafted out.

"So fragrant! I've never seen such fragrant fruits before."

Xie Wenjie quickly stretched out his small hands, catching the two vermilion fruits, one in each hand, his eyes wide like copper bells, staring intently at the two fruits in his hands, a glistening line of water slowly sliding down the corner of his mouth. He was completely unaware of the strange way the two fruits had appeared.

"Want some?"

"Yes." "Then try some and see if it's good."

Xie Wenjie had completely forgotten his mother's usual teachings; all that remained in his mind were the two tempting fruits in his hand. "I can't resist!"

He took a small bite, and the moment the red skin was bitten open, a rich, fragrant aroma rushed into his body, filling his entire being and making every pore on his body groan with pleasure.

"So delicious! I've never eaten such delicious fruit before!"

Xie Wenjie looked at the fruits in his hand in disbelief, then eagerly stuffed them into his mouth. He wished he could bite off his fingers and swallow them whole.

Juice flowed freely, the aroma lingered, and the fragrance filled the air.

Chapter 2 The Dejected Wine Master

"It's so delicious! Grandpa, do you have any more?"

Xie Wenjie reluctantly pulled his now tasteless fingers out of his mouth, raised his little head, and looked longingly at the Wine Master.

Faced with Xie Wenjie's drooling, expectant look, even the highly skilled and seasoned Daoist Jiu, accustomed to all things, felt a chill run down his spine and broke out in a cold sweat under Xie Wenjie's gaze. He felt like a delicious fruit in the little guy's eyes, ready to be bitten at any moment. But then he thought, wasn't this exactly the result he had been hoping for?

"Imperfect Heavenly Venerable! Forgive me, forgive me!"

Daoist Jiu muttered to himself, smiling as he took out several vermilion fruits and handed them to Xie Wenjie: "Delicious, aren't they? Grandpa has plenty more!"

Any cultivator would immediately recognize them—"Vermilion Fruit." While not considered particularly rare in the cultivation world, it was still a precious spiritual object. This fruit typically ripened once every fifty years and had excellent auxiliary effects on the cultivation of low to mid-level cultivators. Ordinary mortals who ate it experienced the miraculous effects of strengthening the body, consolidating the foundation, nourishing the vital energy, and prolonging life; moreover, it tasted excellent and was one of the few spiritual fruits that ordinary mortals could directly consume.

After Xie Wenjie finished eating a few more red fruits, Jiu Daojun forced a kind smile and looked at Xie Wenjie expectantly, asking, "Well, little guy, can you go for a walk with Grandpa now?"

"I really want to go with you, but I have to go home, otherwise my mother will worry."

Xie Wenjie was still hesitant.

"Oh! It's okay, I can talk to your mother." At this moment, Xie Xiaonan, dressed in pajamas, was lying lazily on the sofa. She was neither good at managing a company nor did she like noise and hustle and bustle. Since her husband's death, she hadn't even left the house for a while. Only when she saw her two children could she see a rare smile on her pretty face. Only in the last six months had she occasionally gone out for a walk with her mother and sister. As for her former classmates and friends, apart from a very rare phone call or two, the rest had been forgotten.

Xie Wenjie sprinted home with his father, only to find his mother alone, watching TV and eating watermelon. He was secretly pleased—his tigress auntie had taken his little spy sister out chasing girls and hadn't returned yet; as for his grandmother, she was probably in a meeting at the company. Oh, poor grandmother, the entire Xie family's wealth rests on her shoulders…

Xie Xiaonan, seeing her son, happily opened her arms, saying, “Good boy, come here and let Mommy hug you.”

Xie Wenjie threw himself into his mother Xie Wenting's arms, burying his head in her soft breasts and rubbing against her, looking utterly blissful. Xie Wenting cupped her son's head and kissed him heavily on the forehead, then hugged him tightly in her arms as if afraid he would disappear at any moment. He murmured, "Mommy's little darling..."

This heartwarming scene of motherly love and filial piety made Zui Daojun, standing by the door, twitch with disbelief. "A doting mother spoils her son! No way, I'm taking this kid away today, no matter what."

Seeing that no one paid him any attention, Zui Daojun coughed loudly to attract the attention of the mother and son. Only then did Xie Xiaonan realize that there was a strange man in the house. She quickly stood up from the sofa, instinctively shielding her beloved son behind her, and said in a strained voice, "Who are you? How did you get in? Get out, I'm calling the police!"

"Mommy, I brought this old man home," a weak voice sounded from behind Xie Xiaonan.

Xie Xiaonan glanced at her son, then at the dirty old man in front of her. After a moment's thought, as if she had suddenly understood something, she leisurely sat back down on the sofa, hugged her son again, and said with a hint of reproach, "Sweetie, I'm happy you did a good deed, but you can't bring people home like that. Luckily your aunt isn't home, otherwise your bottom would have suffered again. There seem to be some leftovers in the fridge, go get them for this old... gentleman. Let him go!"

Xie Xiaonan looked at the old man carefully again, feeling that calling him a beggar was too hurtful to his self-esteem.

"This beautiful lady, this humble Taoist is not here to beg for food..."

Sa Daojun said with a dark line on his face, quickly explaining.

But before he could finish speaking, he was ruthlessly interrupted, "Don't want food?"

Xie Xiaonan slapped her forehead, pretending to suddenly realize, "Want money? No problem! Here's 50 yuan."

Xie Xiaonan handed several bills to the old man.

"I don't want money, I'm here to..."

"Don't want food? Don't want money? Then what do you want? You...you're here to rob me of my virtue."

Xie Xiaonan, looking terrified, climbed up from the sofa again, crossed her arms, and tried to keep her distance from the old man. "You...you don't come any closer! My mother is the president of the martial arts association, my sister is also a master, I...I know kung fu too."

The Drunken Daoist realized he was about to suffer a qi deviation. He rubbed his forehead, uttered his Daoist title three times, and roared, "Can you let me finish what I'm saying? I'm here to take your son as my disciple!" Xie Xiaonan, hearing the old man say he wouldn't assault her, immediately felt relieved. She didn't take his offer of taking a disciple to heart at all, and returned to the sofa with her beloved son in her arms.

"Mom, I want to go eat fruit with him! His fruit is so delicious!"

Xie Wenjie pointed at the old man and said to his mother with longing.

Xie Xiaonan panicked upon hearing this, her grip on her son tightening unconsciously. Her phoenix eyes flashed with murderous intent as she coldly said, "I can't believe you, at your age, are trying to deceive my son. Don't you know that according to the laws of the Great Qin Dynasty, trafficking in women and children is punishable by death? Son, go call your grandmother and tell her to come back quickly."

This time, the Drunken Daoist remained silent. He felt this was the most tragic day of his cultivation journey. If word got out, he, the renowned Drunken Daoist, would become the biggest laughingstock in the cultivation world for nearly a thousand years. The old man sat silently cross-legged on the ground, praying that the next woman to appear would be somewhat reasonable and give him a chance to speak.

Ten minutes later, a worried yet gentle voice called from outside the door: "Xiaonan, are you alright?"

Upon hearing the voice, Xie Xiaonan, as if she had found her pillar of support (and indeed she was), excitedly cried out, "Mom!" Xie Wenjie broke free from his mother's embrace and ran towards the door, also shouting, "Grandma..."

Zui Daojun slowly stood up. Standing at the door was a mature, beautiful, elegant, and sophisticated woman in a suit. She looked to be under forty, tall, with fair skin, and bore an eight or nine-tenths resemblance to the unreasonable woman inside. Even with Zui Daojun's composure, he was momentarily stunned. What surprised him most was that this woman was actually a martial artist at the peak of the mid-stage of the Innate Realm. Although she was nothing more than a small fry in his eyes, Zui Daojun knew that accepting her as a disciple would not be a problem.

Amidst Madam Xie's wary expression, Daoist Sa announced his Daoist title: "Madam, I am Chunjizi of the Tianji Sect of Tianshan, also known as Daoist Sa. Recently, while traveling here, I encountered this young man and, seeing his extraordinary talent, a once-in-a-millennium genius of cultivation, I have boldly come to your door, hoping to take him as my disciple."

Madam Xie, Liu Xiaoning, pondered deeply, muttering to herself, "Tianji Sect... Where have I heard of Tianji Sect before?"

Suddenly, Madam Xie, Liu Xiaoning, stared incredulously at the utterly wretched old man before her, her voice trembling with awe, "Tianji Sect? Could it be the Tianji Sect, one of the eight great sects of the cultivation world?"

“That’s right!”

Jiu Daojun said calmly, flipping his hand to take out a black token and handing it to Madam Xie, Liu Xiaoning. “This is my Elder Token of the Heavenly Extreme Sect. You can verify its authenticity by placing it on your forehead.”

Madam Xie, Liu Xiaoning, carefully took the token. The token was pointed at the top and pointed at the bottom, no more than two and a half inches long, one inch wide, and half an inch thick. It was jet black, with the characters “Heavenly Extreme” engraved on the front and a lightning-like symbol on the back. Liu Xiaoning couldn’t tell what it was made of at all; it was neither iron nor wood, and she had never seen it before.

Liu Xiaoning suppressed her curiosity and gently placed it on her forehead. A surge of information unexpectedly invaded her mind. A moment later, Madam Xie, Liu Xiaoning, respectfully returned the token to Daoist Zai Suijun. "Thank you for your kindness, senior. It is truly a blessing for my grandson to be able to study under such a venerable immortal as you."

Madam Xie, Liu Xiaoning, bowed to Xie Wenjie, who was clinging to her leg, and said, "Wenjie, hurry up and kowtow to your master."

Xie Xiaonan, who was in a daze, immediately imagined a scene in her mind—an old man and a young boy, two beggars, on the side of a road… Just thinking about it made her shiver.

"No, I can't let my son be ruined by this old man. I must stop him."

Just as Xie Xiaonan's words reached her teeth, she heard Daoist Zai Suijun's voice again, "Hehe, this humble Daoist is naturally lazy and not good at teaching disciples at all." "Then what do you mean?"

Madam Xie, Liu Xiaoning, asked doubtfully.

"No rush, let me finish. Although I can't be his master, I can be his senior master! I have several junior brothers and sisters, including the current sect leader. I plan to introduce this boy to them. I believe his talent will not be wasted. What do you think?"

"Good!" the mother and daughter said in unison.

Xie Xiaonan patted her chest and thought, "As long as he doesn't become your disciple, that's fine."

Her hesitant expression made Zui Daojun quite annoyed.

Suddenly, Xie Xiaonan seemed to remember something and asked hesitantly, "Um... senior... Daoist, may I ask how long my Wenjie will be going with you?"

"Hmm... with this boy's aptitude, he can establish his foundation in three years and form his core in ten years, which should be no problem. If he works hard enough, he can even do it faster." "

That long! That means more than ten years."

Xie Xiaonan muttered in dissatisfaction.

Hearing this, Drunken Daoist was speechless, thinking to himself that if other cultivators heard this, they would be so ashamed they'd want to bang their heads against a wall. Back in the day, he was hailed as a super genius, achieving Core Formation before seventy, envied by countless people.

"Do you have any holidays in between? Like National Day, New Year's leave..."

Xie Xiaonan asked again, hoping for a response.

"No!"

"No way!"

After some haggling, Drunken Daoist finally gave in, agreeing to send the little guy home to reunite with his family for ten days every year-end.

"Uh! How can you ask your elders for a gift? Wenjie, you've disappointed your grandmother so much, so impolite!" Madam Xie, Liu Xiaoning, angrily knocked on Xie Wenjie's door. She was truly angry, afraid that Drunken Daoist would leave in a huff.

Chapter 3: First Arrival at the Heavenly Pole Sect

. Drunken Daoist, however, was unimpressed, smiling as he looked at Xie Wenjie, growing more and more fond of him. He searched his wine gourd with his divine sense, but unfortunately found nothing suitable for a low-level cultivator, only a bag of Vermilion Fruit.

With a flick of his wrist, a small bag appeared in his hand. "There are about a hundred Vermilion Fruits here. Although they are not valuable items, they have miraculous effects on ordinary people, such as curing diseases, warding off disasters, and prolonging life. They are especially beneficial to a Xiantian martial artist like Madam."

The Drunken Daoist was a little embarrassed; he had only given them a few Vermilion Fruits to satisfy his own cravings. Of course, it wasn't that he didn't have good things, but even if he gave them some, they wouldn't be able to use them, and it might even bring disaster to the family. Everyone understands the principle of "possessing a treasure invites trouble.

" However, Madam Xie, Liu Xiaoning, stared at the inconspicuous little bag in shock. It took her a while to recover her senses. She looked at the Drunken Daoist respectfully, her words tumbling out in excitement: "Senior... this... is this the legendary Vermilion Fruit that can... improve a martial artist's physique and enhance their cultivation?"

Madam Xie, Liu Yiyi, had completely lost her usual composure. For people from small ancient martial arts families like her, Vermilion Fruits were sacred objects that were hard to come by. This was the first time in her life that she had seen one with her own eyes!

The Drunken Daoist was slightly surprised by Madam Xie's (Liu Xiaoning's) outburst, but quickly recovered, nodding gently and smiling, "That's right! May I take this boy back to the mountain now?"

Madam Xie calmed her excited heart and looked back at Xie Xiaonan, who was tightly embracing Xie Wenjie. She saw Xie Xiaonan's eyes were slightly red and tearful, looking at her expectantly. She felt a pang of sadness and carefully asked, "Senior, could you wait until after the New Year to let Wenjie accompany you?"

The Drunken Daoist sighed slightly, glancing at Xie Xiaonan and her son, "Very well, I have some small matters to attend to. I'll come back to pick up this boy in half a month." He

then turned to leave, but Xie Wenjie, seeing that the adults had made their decision, quickly called out to the Drunken Daoist, "Grandpa Immortal, please bring more gifts next time you come! Don't forget I have an aunt and a sister; they want some too."

With a flick of his hips, the Drunken Daoist vanished without a trace, leaving only his hearty laughter echoing from outside the door. "Hahaha...

Good, very good! You're getting more and more likable, kid! You've got the style of this old Daoist! You have a bright future! Hahaha... Good, very good! Hahaha..."

The laughter grew fainter and fainter until it disappeared into the air. Only the three generations of the family remained, staring at each other, wondering if this guy had some hidden treasure and enjoyed being teased.

Half a month passed in the blink of an eye...

The Drunken Daoist arrived as promised, leaving behind a large pile of pills and spiritual items that were extremely useful for lower-level cultivators. Amidst the reluctance of the four beautiful women in the family, he finally took Xie Wenjie away.

Especially the mother, Xie Xiaonan, couldn't stop crying, and her eyes were slightly swollen; even the aunt, Xie Xiaowen, and the older sister, Xie Wenting, had red eyes. Only the maternal grandmother, Madam Xie, Liu Yiyi, was all smiles. Although she was also very reluctant to part with him, she was more happy for her grandson because she knew that from now on, her little grandson would embark on a bright future with unlimited potential.

Three days later, Jiu Daojun, accompanied by Xie Wenjie, returned to Tianji Mountain in a small boat-like flying vehicle. Instead of immediately returning to the sect, Jiu Daojun pointed to the towering mountain and said to the drowsy Xie Wenjie beside him, "Boy, my Tianji Sect is located in this mountain, named Tianji Mountain after our sect.

Tianji Mountain stretches for nine thousand miles, with undulating peaks, the highest of which has nine peaks. The main peak, Tianji Peak, is so high that it is invisible, shrouded in white clouds all day long, its true face unseen. The other eight peaks are Tianxia Peak, Tianqiao Peak, Tianya Peak, Tianyan Peak, Tianjian Peak, Tiandi Peak, Tianxing Peak, and Tianyun Peak. These eight peaks

fan out to protect the main peak, Tianji Peak. These nine peaks represent the nine lineages of my Tianji Sect. Over the years, the sect leader has always been chosen from among the peak masters of these nine peaks. It may not necessarily be the one with the highest cultivation, but it is always the one with the most strategic acumen. The current sect leader, Tianyuzi, in terms of cultivation, is only considered average among my fellow disciples." "He's cunning, but in terms of cunning, he's unmatched in the entire cultivation world. He's a role model for you all." After saying this, Drunken Daoist took out a few more talismans, flicked them, and nine beams of light flashed and disappeared. "These are transmission talismans. Just immerse your divine sense in what you want to say, silently recite it in your mind, and then send it out with your magic power. As for the distance, it depends on your cultivation level."

Xie Wenjie looked at Drunken Daoist with disdain, casually pulled out a cell phone from his pocket, and said arrogantly, "What era are we living in? Transmission talismans! Do you even know what this is? A cell phone! I bet you don't know how to use it either. Want me to teach you? Put..."

Drunken Daoist looked speechlessly at Xie Wenjie, who was showing off his treasures in front of him. He sighed, seemingly lost in thought. After a while, he came back to his senses, made a hand seal, and sent a spell into the flying vehicle. With a whoosh, he propelled the flying vehicle towards the Heavenly Peak. A moment later, they arrived at a vast plaza paved entirely with white marble, gleaming in the sunlight, making one feel insignificant in its presence. Nine enormous bronze cauldrons, shrouded in wisps of smoke, were arranged in three rows of three, neatly placed in the center of the plaza.

Looking into the distance, several small islands floated silently in the clouds, with disciples of the Tianji Sect, dressed in various colored Daoist robes, constantly moving between the peaks and islands on their swords… What a magnificent scene of immortals!

Xie Wenjie stared at everything before him in disbelief, so stunned that he forgot to breathe.

Zui Daojun put away his flying vehicle, smiling as he looked at the dazed Xie Wenjie. He let him look for a while before rousing him, and they continued forward, ascending high steps to a magnificent hall. This hall was called the Tianji Hall, the meeting place for the peak masters of the Tianji Sect.

Inside, there were four large sandalwood chairs on each side, and another one at the very front, but only five people sat on it. There were two empty seats on each side. Inside the hall, a conversation was taking place, seemingly discussing something.

Drunken Daoist led Xie Wenjie into the solemn and sacred hall, then went directly to an empty chair and sat down, leaving Xie Wenjie standing alone.

Xie Wenjie glanced around the hall and saw that everyone present was dressed in the robes of the Heavenly Pole Sect, both men and women. Apart from Drunken Daoist, the other five possessed outstanding bearing and stood out from the crowd. Especially the man in the middle, dressed in a light blue Daoist robe, had a refined and otherworldly air, with gentle yet bright eyes, exuding an imposing presence—clearly someone who had long held a high position. He was naturally Tian Xingzi, the sect leader of the Heavenly Pole Sect!

As for the three dapper-looking Daoist uncles on the left, our protagonist intentionally or unintentionally ignored them; his eyes were completely captivated by the stunningly beautiful Daoist nun who appeared to be in her early twenties seated on the right.

She wore a tight-fitting, moon-white Daoist robe that perfectly accentuated her curves. Her full breasts were dazzling, and her perfect face paired with moon-like eyes completely captivated Xie Wenjie. The

Drunken Daoist glanced around, his brow furrowing slightly, and said with slight displeasure, "Why are only a few of you here? Where are the others?"

Tian Xingzi looked at Xie Wenjie, whose eyes were darting around, puzzled as to why his usually rarely seen senior brother had gone mad today, gathering all the peak masters together and bringing back a little child: "Senior brother, please don't be offended. Senior Brother Liu from Tianjian Peak and Junior Brother Zeng from Tianya Peak went to participate in the Cultivation Conference; Senior Brother Chun from Tianxing Peak is traveling the world and hasn't returned yet; as for Junior Sister Shui from Tianmiao Peak, she sent a message saying… she has a cold."

"A cold?"

The Drunken Daoist's scalp twitched. A late-stage Nascent Soul cultivator getting a cold? Although he was a little annoyed, he continued, "Fine, the few of you here are enough. I'm sure you're wondering why I brought this kid here, right? Hehe..."

As he spoke, he laughed with a hint of smugness.

The people in the hall did not disappoint him; they all looked at him expectantly with the look of curious children.

The stunningly beautiful young Daoist nun sitting at the head of the table pouted and said in a disgruntled tone, "Senior Brother, just tell me already! It's not your illegitimate child, is it? Hehehe..."

Xie Wenjie immediately objected, "Pretty fairy sister, you can't just say things like that! I have absolutely no relation to this dirty old man. He tricked me into coming here!"

With that, he scurried over to the beautiful young Daoist nun, tilted his head back, his eyes sparkling, and innocently said, "Pretty fairy sister, you're so pretty!"

The beautiful young Daoist nun smiled sweetly, pinching the little guy's cheek with her slender, jade-like fingers. "What an adorable little guy! How old are you?"

The Drunken Daoist, his face darkening, coughed heavily twice, drawing everyone's attention back. Then, he cast a spell on Xie Wenjie, said nothing, and calmly sat down in his chair to rest.

A moment later, a gasp broke the silence of the hall. "Ah, this is...this is a True Spirit Body!"

The crowd could no longer sit still. They circled around Xie Wenjie, occasionally reaching out to tap and pinch him here and there, as if he were not a person but a fine piece of ore.

After a while, just as Xie Wenjie was pouting and about to explode, the crowd finally returned to their seats, satisfied. "Is Senior Brother planning to take this boy under his wing?"

Sect Leader Tianxingzi asked enviously. "Why can't I encounter such a fine jade? Is this what they call good character?"

Zui Daojun said slowly, "With such a fine piece of jade in my hands, can you rest assured? I'm handing him over to you. As for what to do next, that's your business." Zui Daojun sat down comfortably in his seat, and even took out a few exquisite small wine vessels and a plate of crystal-clear fruit, completely ready to watch a good show.

Chapter 4.

In the Hall of Apprenticeship, everyone was beaming with joy, rubbing their hands together in anticipation. They all tried their best to force what they thought were the most amiable and approachable smiles at Xie Wenjie, hoping to make a good impression on this young man.

Their lewd behavior made the beautiful young nun and Xie Wenjie's hair stand on end, their hearts pounding wildly.

The impatient Master of Tiandi Peak, Cha Hu Zi, stood up first and said to Tian Xing Zi, "Sect Leader, I felt an instant affinity with this boy. He must have a predestined connection with our Tianjian Peak. Why not let him become my disciple?" "Senior Brother, you are mistaken. You already have over five hundred disciples, while my Tianyun Peak has less than a hundred. Therefore, this boy can only become my disciple. I hope you senior brothers will grant this request," Xuan Kun Zi of Tianyun Peak said from the side as soon as Cha Hu Zi finished speaking.

"Hehe, I also feel that I have a very strong connection with this boy," Guo Zhenren of Tianmu Peak said sarcastically...

The Tianji Sect has a long history, and although the peaks appear to be harmonious on the surface, there is a hidden rivalry between them. Tian Xing Zi looked at the peaks' unwillingness to yield to each other, his brows furrowed, and then he glanced deeply at Xie Wenjie, who was acting coquettishly in the arms of the beautiful young Daoist nun.

"How can I recruit this kid into my ranks? Force won't work, and even the sect leader can't help me on this. It seems I'll have to resort to trickery again. You've forced me into this!"

Tian Xingzi secretly calculated. He then looked around, finally fixing his gaze on his eldest brother, Jiu Daojun, hoping for a hint.

Jiu Daojun casually picked up a fruit and tossed it into his mouth…

"Junior brothers, let's not argue, lest we damage the harmony between us,"

Tian Xingzi said loudly with a smile.

"Does Senior Brother Sect Leader have any brilliant plans?" "Brilliant plans are too much to ask, but a simple method does come to mind."

Tian Xingzi chuckled enigmatically, "How about we let the little fellow decide for himself who he should become his master?"

Xie Wenjie was overjoyed to hear that he could choose his master, so he grabbed the arm of the stunningly beautiful Daoist nun and shouted, "I want Fairy Sister to be my master! I want Fairy Sister to be my master!"

"Giggle," the stunningly beautiful Daoist nun giggled sweetly, "Alright, but Sister's Tianyan Peak only accepts female disciples! Hmm, how about we make an exception?"

The stunningly beautiful Daoist nun glanced at Tian Xingzi in the main seat, seemingly unintentionally.

"This exception cannot be made!" The man

with the forked beard became anxious upon hearing this and shouted impatiently.

"Fine, then we won't make an exception. Why are you shouting?"

The stunningly beautiful Daoist nun glared at him, about to explode.

Seeing the tense atmosphere, Master Guo quickly stepped in to smooth things over: "Senior Brother Sect Leader, it seems this method won't work. Please, Senior Brother, think of another plan."

Tian Xingzi thought to himself, "That's exactly what I was waiting for," but outwardly remained calm, feigning deep thought for a while before saying, "I've come up with another plan. We'll each take out a treasure for the little guy to choose from. Whoever's treasure he chooses, he'll become his disciple. What do you all think of this plan?"

Tian Xingzi deliberately emphasized the second treasure.

"This plan is brilliant! I think it'll work."

Cha Hu Zi and Xuan Xin Zi both showed delight, only Master Guo felt something was off, but couldn't think of a solution for the moment, so he simply went along with it. "Let's follow

the order of seniority, starting with the youngest, Junior Brother Xuan."

Xuan Xin Zi, too lazy to waste words, closed his eyes and pondered for a moment before taking out a short sword about an inch long from his storage bag, saying with a hint of pride, "This sword is called Qinghong..."

Then Cha Hu Zi also took out a powerful magical artifact. However, Xie Tian wasn't very interested in any of these.

Master Guo, holding a snow-white puppy, smiled at Xie Wenjie and said, "This is a Spirit Treasure Beast cub. Its sense of smell is exceptionally developed, especially its sensitivity to spiritual pressure. With it, you can find many, many treasures..."

Xie Wenjie's eyes were fixed on the puppy, completely ignoring Master Guo's words. He thought that if he gave this adorable puppy to his mother, she would definitely love it. Master Guo also shut his mouth at the opportune moment, his eyes full of undisguised amusement.

Tian Xingzi snorted coldly, slowly walking up to Xie Wenjie with the kind of gentle smile a senior might have for a junior. He affectionately pinched Xie Wenjie's cheek, becoming more and more pleased with the sight.

"Here, this is an Ice Spirit Fruit, try it."

As if by magic, several blue fruits appeared out of thin air in his hand, and he stuffed them into Xie Wenjie's hands.

Seeing more fruit to eat, Xie Wenjie's attention instantly shifted from the puppy to the two blue fruits in Tian Xingzi's hand: "Is this delicious?"

He remembered the Vermilion Fruit he had eaten before and couldn't help but swallow.

"Delicious, very delicious! Not only is it delicious, it will also make you grow taller and bigger faster."

(The temptation of growing up, you know.) After saying that, he intentionally or unintentionally drew Xie Wenjie's gaze to the stunningly beautiful young Daoist nun.

"Despicable!"

"Shameless!"

Tian Xingzi rolled his eyes: "This sect is just catering to their preferences, prescribing the right medicine. Where is it despicable? Where is it shameless?"

Xie Wenjie looked at the beautiful young Daoist nun, then at the puppy in his arms, and finally his gaze fell on the two fruits. His expression was uncertain, and his two eyes kept rolling around, as if he was thinking about something.

The people in the room also stopped arguing and stared at him intently, not daring to breathe loudly, as if afraid of disturbing him. After a moment, Xie Wenjie's eyes fixed, and he raised the fruits in his hand and said: "I want these!"

Before everyone could react, he quickly took the Azure Rainbow Sword from Xuan Xinzi's hand. He put the fire-avoiding pearl into his pocket and said respectfully, "Thank you for the gift from my three senior uncles."

This scene left the people in the hall dumbfounded. This guy's skin was too thick! Only Zui Daojun had an expression of "I knew it," and he laughed loudly, "That's exactly what I wanted. Good lad, he's comparable to your master, he has a bright future!"

Guo Zhenren glanced reluctantly at the spirit dog beast that Xie Wenjie was holding in his arms. Although he was heartbroken, he could only swallow his pride and said sarcastically, "Congratulations to Senior Brother Sect Master for taking on a good disciple and inheriting your mantle."

Tian Xingzi smiled and said without any concern, "Junior brothers, you flatter me."

"Hmph!"

The stunningly beautiful young Daoist nun bent down and picked up Xie Wenjie, saying in a disgruntled voice, "Senior Brother, did you call her here just to come and watch the show with you? She might have produced two batches of pills in such a short time."

Zui Suijun slapped his forehead: "Oh dear, I almost forgot the important matter. I've found a good disciple for you two sisters this time. Dual spiritual roots of water and fire, with a total spiritual root value of eighty-six. What do you think, Junior Sister Shui!"

"Really? That's great! Where is he? Where is Senior Brother?" Zui Daojun chuckled awkwardly. "That little girl is Xie Wenjie's sister, Luansheng. We didn't bring her back. Don't get excited, let me finish. I've already taken her in as an outer disciple. This is her home address. You can go and teach her, but you can't bring her up the mountain. I've already promised her mother that only one of the siblings can come up the mountain."

He then tossed a jade slip to Shui Mingyue.

Shui Mingyue caught the jade slip, examined it carefully, put Xie Wenjie down, and turned to leave.

Xie Wenjie quickly called out, "Fairy Sister, could you please take this puppy back to my home and give it to my mother?"

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...

Tian Xingzi walked straight to the front of the hall and sat down in the empty seat next to the beautiful woman. He said smugly to her, "Qingmei, what do you think of this boy?"

"This little fellow is really cute, with delicate features..."

The beautiful woman, Liang Wanqing, stared at Xie Wenjie and carefully examined him. "Hmm! Senior brother, why can't I see his physique? Is there some kind of restriction placed on him?"

"Hmm, Qingmei has a good eye!"

Tian Xingzi smiled and flattered her. "I'll tell you more about it later."

Tian Xingzi straightened his clothes and said seriously, "Let's begin!"

Xie Wenjie immediately knelt down. "Master and Mistress, please accept this bow from your disciple Xie Wenjie! Uh, Master, how many times do I need to kowtow?"

Everyone couldn't help but laugh, and the little girl laughed so hard she almost fell over. "Giggle, this little junior brother is so cute."

The beautiful woman, Liang Wanqing, smiled and said, "Nine kowtows are enough."

Upon hearing this, Xie Wenjie placed his palm on the ground

and kowtowed nine times, each time hitting the back of his hand accurately.

Tian Xingzi laughed and scolded, "You little rascal! From today onwards, you are my ninth disciple, and also my last. Little Nine, you should first familiarize yourself with the environment of Tianji Peak and the rules and regulations of our sect with your second senior brother. Tomorrow I will teach you the introductory techniques." After

Tian Xingzi finished speaking, he was about to go to the back hall. Xie Wenjie saw that this was not allowed and quickly called out, "Master, you haven't given me the apprenticeship gift yet!"

Tian Xingzi's face was full of black lines and he gritted his teeth and said, "Didn't I give you a storage bag..."

In the end, Tian Xingzi had no choice but to take out a piece of armor the size of a palm: "Damn it, is this an apprenticeship or a debt collection!"

After saying that, he walked out of the back hall without looking back. The disciples hurriedly bowed and said, "Respectfully seeing off Master."

As soon as Tian Xingzi left, before anyone could speak, the little girl flashed in front of Xie Wenjie and snatched the Star Blue Armor. She poured her true energy into it, and a blue light flashed. Zhou You'er was now wearing a complex full-body armor. The light was dazzling and extremely gorgeous, making the little girl look incomparably noble.

The little girl stroked the dense scales and exclaimed incredulously, "A super-super-grade spiritual artifact!"

Although she was extremely fond of it, she dared not be greedy and could only say sourly, "Daddy is so biased! He has such a good treasure but won't give it to me. Humph, I hate him!"

Xie Wenjie was very dissatisfied. He had worked his way up from his master to get something, and before he could even enjoy it, it was snatched away by the little girl in front of him. (Although the little girl in front of him was a rare and beautiful loli with bright eyes and white teeth, to Xie Wenjie, who was surrounded by beauties, this kind of loli with no breasts or buttocks was nothing special.) (Sister Li's allure pales in comparison to the elegant and beautiful master's wife.) Xie Wenjie stood on tiptoe, stretched out his little hand in front of Zhou Xiao'er, and said angrily, "Give it back to me!"

The little girl pouted and said sweetly, "You're so impatient! Let me play with it for a while!"

Master's wife Liang Wanqing walked over and said with a smile, "Xiao'er, you're not allowed to bully your little junior brother!"

Zhou Xiao'er made a face, not taking her mother Liang Wanqing's words to heart at all, and stood up straight, smiling and saying, "Call me senior sister and I'll give it back to you."

Xie Wenjie thought that since she was older than him, it wouldn't be a loss to call her senior sister, so he said crisply, "Senior sister."

Zhou Xiao'er had always been ranked last on Tianji Peak, and now that she had a junior brother younger than herself, she found it particularly amusing. She patted Xie Wenjie's shoulder and said in an old-fashioned way... Hengqiu said, "Good boy! Junior brother, from now on, Senior Sister You will protect you!"

She then threw the Star Blue Calcium into Xie Wenjie's arms and said generously, "Consider this Star Blue Calcium your gift to Senior Sister."

The hall erupted in laughter. Zhou Xiao'er blushed and was about to act coquettishly when her mother, Liang Wanqing, said, "Alright, Xiao'er, stop making a fuss. Second brother, take Xiao Jiu for a stroll. Arrange a nice courtyard for him and find him something to eat. This child probably hasn't eaten yet, so don't let him get hungry. Alright, everyone, disperse!"

Chapter 5

Chen Wangcai led Xie Wenjie along the way, and people greeted him from time to time. Most of them were second, third, or even fourth generation disciples of Tianji Peak, as well as some stewards and elders of the sect.

"Second Senior Brother!"

"Second Uncle-Master!"

Chen Wangcai also introduced Xie Wenjie, the closed-door disciple of Tianxingzi, to everyone. Although Xie Wenjie was young, his seniority was not low, and he was a true second-generation disciple.

"Hello, Junior Brother Xie! I am Gao Lanbo, the third disciple of Elder Li of the Scripture Pavilion!"

"Hello, Junior Uncle, I am..."

"Junior Uncle Xie..."

"Junior Brother Xie..."

These people weren't fools. To be chosen by the sect leader and accepted as a closed-door disciple, their talent must be extraordinary, and their future achievements were limitless.

Xie Wenjie didn't pay much attention to the gazes of others. His mind was focused on the various trees and flowers he had seen along the way, or more precisely, the fruits on the trees and flowers.

Various fruits he had never seen before hung from the branches, red, yellow, green, and more...

all kinds of colors, crystal clear, and fragrant...

After half a day of walking with his second brother, Master Chen Wangcai, Xie Wenjie, who was exhausted, was finally led to an ancient courtyard. The courtyard was filled with trees, flowers, and plants, and the scenery was pleasant.

Following a cobblestone path and passing through a flower bed, the two arrived at a quiet little courtyard.

A small bamboo house, built on stilts, faced south. On the west side of the courtyard, a small patch of jade bamboo was planted. Hidden among the bamboo grove was a stone table, two stone chairs, and a bamboo rocking chair lying quietly in the bamboo thicket.

To the east was a medicinal herb garden, interspersed with a few small, oddly shaped stones.

Chen Wangcai smiled and said, "How is it? Are you satisfied?"

"Hmm. Very good,"

Xie Wenjie replied weakly.

"Then this will be your residence from now on.

" Chen Wangcai took Xie Wenjie's hand and led him into the house. "Come on, let me show you around."

Chen Wangcai then led Xie Wenjie through the living room, training room, reception room, storage room, alchemy room, and weapon-forging room, giving them a thorough tour before reluctantly leaving.

"Well, junior brother, you should rest first. We brothers all live in this area. Feel free to come find us anytime if you need anything."

After seeing Chen Wangcai off, the exhausted Xie Wenjie dragged his leaden legs to the living room, collapsed onto the bed, and fell fast asleep.

Meanwhile, at Tian Xingzi's residence, his beautiful mistress Liang Wanqing was interrogating him with slight dissatisfaction: "Wasn't that Star Blue Armor supposed to be Xiao'er's tenth birthday present? Why did you give it to Xiao Jiu?"

"Junior sister, don't be anxious. I was forced into this situation by that boy! I wasn't prepared beforehand, so I had no choice but to give him the armor. But don't worry, I will never let our precious daughter suffer."

Tian Xingzi patted his chest and assured her.

Liang Wanqing nestled into her husband's arms and whispered, "Hmm! Senior brother seems to really like Xiao Jiu."

Tian Xingzi wrapped his arms around the beautiful woman's soft waist and laughed, "Junior sister is amazing, nothing escapes your eyes. That boy not only has exceptional talent, but he's also shameless and ruthless, and most importantly, he's loyal!"

He then recounted the events surrounding Zui Jun and Xie Wenjie's interactions.

"Hmm, it seems this child is really quite good!"

Liang Wanqing hugged Tian Xingzi's waist and pressed her pretty face against his chest, saying shyly, "Senior brother, it's getting late, let's rest!"

Upon hearing this, Tian Xingzi's expression changed slightly, a bitter smile of guilt appearing on his lips. He gently straightened the beautiful woman in his arms, his face apologetic: "Junior sister, you should sleep first! I still need to choose a suitable cultivation technique for Xiao Jiu..."

With that, he pushed open the door and left, his retreating figure resembling a hasty escape.

Liang Wanqing stared blankly at the door Tian Xingzi had casually closed. "Boom!"

A flash of lightning streaked across the sky, illuminating the once-dark night sky as if scorched.

A petite figure slowly walked to a large mirror, looking at the mature, dignified, graceful yet beautiful face reflected there, feeling an indescribable emptiness and loneliness.

Because of her special constitution, her cultivation had been almost entirely smooth sailing, but precisely because of this special body, her husband, shortly after their marriage, began to intentionally or unintentionally find various excuses to avoid intimacy, and after their daughter's birth, he had never shared a room with her again.

Just now, Tian Xingzi made up another ridiculous excuse to run away. He said he was going to help Xie Wenjie choose a suitable cultivation technique…

“Sigh!”

Liang Wanqing shook her head, banishing those annoying thoughts from her mind. Her cultivation had reached a particular bottleneck, and if she couldn't overcome it within ten years, the consequences…

She lightly raised her hand and slowly took off her clothes, one by one. Although she looked like a beautiful woman in her thirties, her figure was no different from that of young girls, and perhaps even better!

Liang Wanqing was a very alluring mature woman. Her legs, though not particularly long, were beautifully shaped and crossed. Her slender waist was as delicate as a willow branch, barely large enough to be grasped in one hand. Most captivating were her breasts, which were like inverted jade bowls, proudly erect, with two bright red nipples swaying slightly.

Looking at her alluring and sensual reflection in the mirror, Liang Wanqing opened her beautiful eyes slightly and murmured to herself, "Such a beautiful body, how come I can't find someone who appreciates it?"

She caressed her curvaceous, smooth body with her delicate hands, a burning pleasure causing her to tremble involuntarily.

Whenever her body felt empty and lonely, she longed for satisfaction!

But she dared not do so!

This was not only due to the moral constraints of being a wife and mother, but more importantly, she was afraid—afraid of falling into an abyss of desire from which she could not escape.

Therefore, she could only rely on strong willpower to restrain the surging desires. Even though she could rely on willpower to refrain from immoral acts, physiologically she could never achieve a state of complete celibacy.

Every night, lying on her double bed, Liang Wanqing looked at the empty pillow beside her. Thinking of the passionate lovemaking she shared with Tian Xingzi on their wedding night, her heart swelled with desire, and she tossed and turned, unable to sleep. She felt an unbearable itch all over her body, especially in her long-abandoned secret place, which felt incredibly empty and itchy. Helpless, Liang Wanqing could

only use her hands to satisfy her physical needs. But the game of mere finger play could never satisfy Liang Wanqing's mature and thirsty body. Logically, a powerful cultivator like her should easily control her physiological needs…

but because of her special constitution, she not only couldn't control her desires like other high-level cultivators, but also, as time went on, if the desires within her accumulated to a certain point and couldn't be completely released, it would be a situation she couldn't face no matter what!

She needed complete release! But in this world, a man with that ability and who could move her heart was too hard to find!

So her fingers became a temporary substitute, insufficient to satisfy her, but better than nothing.

She wasn't a wanton woman! She was just a pitiful woman helpless against her will!

With the caress of her jade-like hands, waves of tingling, itchy sensations rose through her body, and the fire of desire within her gradually ignited. She gently kneaded her proud, full breasts, the kind that women envied and men were infatuated with.

She held one breast in each hand, her slender, white fingers pinching the small, round, cherry-like nipples atop them, playing with them lightly and heavily, left and right. Stimulated by this, her sensitive breasts felt waves of indescribable sensations, a mixture of itchiness and numbness, washing over her.

Lustful Liang Wanqing's desires were awakened, her arousal ignited. Her fair hands gripped her full, swollen breasts, caressing them even more wantonly. She pinched her two erect, crimson nipples with her slender fingers, rubbing them vigorously, occasionally scratching them with her sharp nails. The tingling, slightly stinging sensation excited Liang Wanqing immensely.

Her fair, jade-like face flushed as if drunk, revealing a hint of spring's allure. Her clear, spring-like eyes were slightly closed, her flower-petal-like red lips parted, revealing her pearly white teeth, and she let out soft

moans of "Oh! Oh!" from the bottom of her throat. Liang Wanqing felt a fire ignite from her lower abdomen, and this fire burned brighter and brighter. It made her whole body feel as if it were trapped in a raging fire, burning with intense heat. Especially the peach blossom cave, which was tingling and itchy, and a trickle of honey-like fluid had already quietly flowed out...

Liang Wanqing fantasized about making love with Tian Xingzi, while stroking her thirsty body with her hands.

She only felt her body growing hotter and hotter, and increasingly empty! She desperately needed something powerful to fill her, to satisfy her.

But her previously closed eyes suddenly snapped open.

Just now, an image of a man had flashed through her mind, and it was…

“Slap!”

A sudden slap rang out, and Liang Wanqing slapped herself hard across the face.

Was she really such a despicable, vile woman? Otherwise, why would she have such vile thoughts?

He was just a child!

The heavy pressure made her feel suffocated. The hands that had been roaming over her delicate body covered her pretty face, and silent tears slipped through her fingers...

The next morning, Xie Wenjie was brought before Tian Xingzi by his second senior brother, Chen Wangcai. Tian Xingzi stood with his hands behind his back and said to himself, "There are countless cultivation schools in the world, generally categorized into Taoism, Buddhism, Confucianism, Demonism, and Monsterism. My Tianji Sect has existed for over 70,000 years since its founding, spanning 173 generations. Its profound foundation and formidable strength are unparalleled in the world, making it one of the seven great cultivation sects recognized by all. The methods transmitted by the Tianji Sect are the orthodox profound arts of Taoism, emphasizing gradual progress and following the natural way. Cultivation is divided into six realms: Spiritual Awakening, Foundation Establishment, Golden Core, Nascent Soul, and Tribulation Transcending Great Ascension. Foundation Establishment grants an additional 200 years of lifespan, Golden Core 400, Nascent Soul 1500, Tribulation Transcending 3000, Great Ascension 8000, and Flying..." Before ascending to immortality, one's lifespan is no more than ten thousand years. The tribulation is a crucial dividing line; passing it opens up a smooth path, allowing one to roam freely in heaven and earth. Those who fail, if lucky, can even achieve immortality through physical transformation; if unlucky, they suffer annihilation, their soul scattered, without even the chance of reincarnation. Even for those cultivating immortality, life is difficult, with a tribulation occurring every five thousand years, each more severe than the last. Passing ten consecutive tribulations leads to the attainment of the Golden Immortal rank; failing means utter annihilation.

Xie Wenjie listened, dumbfounded, his heart pounding. It took him a long time to recover, and he said naively, "Master, your story is so good! Much better than the Little Red Riding Hood stories my mother tells. Master, do you have more?"

Xie Wenjie looked at Tian Xingzi expectantly.

Tian Xingzi was quite frustrated. He hadn't expected such a ridiculous result after talking until his throat was dry. Looking at the little boy in front of him, he rubbed his forehead and cursed himself for being stupid. Although the boy was exceptionally intelligent, he was still just a six-year-old kid. He had no choice but to stop his flirtatious behavior and get straight to the point: "Are you ready? Now your master will impart to you the cultivation method!"

"Wait a minute, Master!"

Xie Wenjie took out the Star Blue Armor. "Senior Sister said this is a super-grade spiritual weapon. Master, what is a super-grade spiritual weapon?"

Tian Xingzi took the Star Blue Armor and said gently, "A spiritual weapon is a simplified version of a magic weapon, specifically for low-level cultivators in the Spirit Transformation stage. Spirit weapons are generally divided into four grades: low, middle, high, and top. The higher the grade, the more difficult it is to operate, the more mana it requires, and of course, the greater its power. A super-grade spiritual weapon is between a spiritual weapon and a magic weapon, possessing the equivalent of 50% of the power of a magic weapon. However, it only requires the mana equivalent to that of a top-grade spiritual weapon to operate. This Star Blue Armor can be used by cultivators at the eighth level of the Spirit Transformation stage." "One last question, Master, do you still have that kind of fruit from yesterday?" As

soon as Xie Wenjie finished speaking, a golden light flashed before his eyes, and a golden finger shot straight towards his brow. He felt a sharp pain in his brow and a tightness in his head!

He only had time to groan before his eyes closed, his legs stretched out, and he fainted on the spot.

"Hmph! Damn it, I'll teach you to be greedy! Ice Spirit Fruit ripens only once every two hundred years, I still want to eat my fill!" After a long while, Xie Wenjie slowly opened his eyes and found himself lying on a stone bed. He carefully recalled what had just happened and discovered a new piece of information in his mind—"The Five Elements Suppressing Heaven Technique" Chapter 6: The Budding Impulse. The

"Five Elements Suppressing Heaven Technique" is one of the Heavenly Extreme Sect's signature techniques. It is an extremely powerful ancient technique, practically invincible among its peers. Tens of thousands of years ago, it was found by a Heavenly Extreme Sect elder in an ancient ruin. However, for tens of thousands of years, almost no one has practiced it, not because they didn't want to, but because they couldn't. This is because its requirements for cultivation are too demanding. The cultivator must possess the five elements of spiritual roots, and in the entire cultivation world, only a handful have emerged in millions of years. However, for Xie Wenjie, who possesses the even rarer True Spirit Body, this is entirely no problem; to put it bluntly, it's tailor-made for him.

The door opened, and Tian Xingzi walked in: "How was it? Isn't the cultivation method I chose for you amazing?"

Tian Xingzi said smugly, "You must be tired today, rest for the night, and start cultivating again tomorrow."

He then took out a pill and handed it to Xie Wenjie: "This is a Body Tempering Pill, its function is to remove impurities from the body, it's most suitable for someone like you who's just entered the path of cultivation."

From then on, Xie Wenjie stayed at Tian Xingzi's residence. Under Tian Xingzi's personal guidance, his cultivation progressed rapidly, reaching the second level of the Spirit Realm in just three months, and he was on the verge of stepping into the third level. Tian Xingzi was overjoyed.

That day, Xie Wenjie received a large amount of pills and spirit stones from Tian Xingzi and returned to his courtyard to begin his independent cultivation. Of course, if he had any questions about cultivation, he could always consult Tian Xingzi, his master's wife Liang Wanqing, or his fellow disciples. Tian Xingzi would often go and offer guidance.

However, for some unknown reason, the beautiful mistress of Xie Wenjie's had never visited his courtyard. Even when Xie Wenjie went to play with his senior sister Zhou Xiao'er, he vaguely sensed that his mistress was avoiding him. Of course, this was just a feeling, as there was no doubt about his mistress's care and affection for Xie Wenjie; she simply rarely spent time alone with him.

It is said that time flies in cultivation, and five years passed in the blink of an eye. Xie Wenjie was now eleven years old, over 1.3 meters tall. In these five years, apart from returning home for the first year's New Year, he hadn't gone back. It wasn't that he didn't want to, but he simply didn't have the time; it was too far. Even a Nascent Soul cultivator would have to fly for ten days or more, and a round trip would take a month or two—it was simply too much to bear.

Five years later, Xie Wenjie had successfully completed Foundation Establishment, reaching the second level of Foundation Establishment. His senior sister Zhou Xiao'er was only at the seventh level of the late-stage Spirit Transformation Realm.

That day, Xie Wenjie was meditating and cultivating in his small courtyard when suddenly his expression changed. A spell was cast from his fingertips, and a moment later, a white light flew in from outside, swirling slightly before landing in his palm. It was a communication talisman, and it was none other than his master, Tian Xingzi's, talisman. Xie Wenjie slowly immersed his consciousness into it. It turned out that Tian Xingzi wanted to see him, saying he had something to tell him.

It was still the same main hall, and the same few people. His master, Tian Xingzi, and his master's wife, Liang Wanqing, were still sitting in their usual spots. The budding beauty, Zhou Xiao'er, was still nestled beside her mother, and his second senior brother , Zhou Wangcai, stood below.

The only difference was that Xie Wenjie's gaze had changed slightly. If before, he only felt an instinctive attraction to beautiful women, now…

from the moment he entered, his eyes were fixed on only one person—his beautiful master's wife, Liang Wanqing!

A mature woman, a woman with a gentle and dignified temperament yet undeniably alluring and sexy!

Her face was soft, and her beauty was extraordinary. Her long, jet-black hair was styled into a beautiful updo, making her appear even more dignified and elegant. Her bright, captivating eyes and rosy lips, which opened and closed with a suggestive air, framed a slender waist above a pair of full, proud breasts. She sat casually on a chair made of some unknown material, her small, delicate feet, rarely seen, hidden in plain cloth shoes. Although Xie Wenjie didn't yet fully appreciate women, and it wasn't the first time he'd seen such a beautiful woman, he was still aroused by her stunning beauty. His heart skipped a beat, and a surge of heat rose in his lower abdomen. He felt a surge of desire, but what exactly it was? He didn't know!

"Xiao Jiu..."

a warm, melodious voice, seemingly tinged with shyness, called out.

Xie Wenjie quickly withdrew his sword and bowed respectfully, "Master, Mistress."

Before Tian Xingzi could speak, Zhou Xiao'er flashed to Xie Wenjie's side, saying sweetly, "You naughty junior brother, hurry up and greet your senior sister!"

Xie Wenjie turned and bowed deeply, grinning, "Junior brother greets his beautiful senior sister."

Zhou Xiao'er happily patted Xie Wenjie's shoulder, leaning close to his ear and whispering, "Come to my place later, I have something good to show you."

The beautiful Mistress Liang Wanqing, watching the two oblivious children, couldn't help but smile knowingly, then sighed softly, "Alright, alright, Xiao'er, you can tell me your secrets later. Your father has important business with Wenjie."

The laughter from the crowd made Zhou Xiao'er blush deeply, and she threw herself into Liang Wanqing's arms, acting coquettishly, "Mom, you're so mean!

" The woman affectionately stroked Zhou Xiao'er's forehead and teased, "My Xiao'er has grown into a young lady, she knows how to be shy now."

Tian Xingzi ignored his daughter, who was snuggling in the woman's arms, and looked at Xie Wenjie, who was neither blushing nor out of breath, and said, "Wenjie, I called you here today to talk to you about the training in the Ten Thousand Demon Cave." The

Ten Thousand Demon Cave is a rather special place in the Tianji Sect. The first patriarch discovered it by chance before founding the sect. The cave has only one level, and the numerous branching passages inside are like a maze. There are countless demonic beasts of various levels, and the level of the demonic beasts increases the further you go in, even including terrifying beings at the Mahayana stage.

For some unknown reason, the demonic beasts within the Ten Thousand Demon Cave, even those reaching the Mahayana stage, cannot transform into human form. They rarely leave the cave, only experiencing a beast tide approximately every thousand years, when countless demonic beasts surge onto the ground to wreak havoc. Over tens of thousands of years, the Heavenly Extreme Sect has become completely accustomed to the cave's existence, setting up numerous array formations and restrictions around it, and stationing a group of disciples above the Foundation Establishment level to monitor its movements.

The Ten Thousand Demon Cave has thus become the Heavenly Extreme Sect's preferred place for adventure and training, as every part of a demonic beast is valuable. Its inner core can be used for alchemy, its hide, bones, and claws are top-quality materials for crafting weapons, and even its soul can be used to create powerful beast soul talismans or weapon spirits. Therefore, every year, a large number of disciples venture into the cave to hunt demonic beasts, naturally resulting in many becoming their prey.

This time, Tian Xingzi wanted Xie Wenjie to go down into the Ten Thousand Demon Cave for training, rather than just staying within the sect. This is also a tradition of the Heavenly Extreme Sect; every disciple must train in the Ten Thousand Demon Cave for a period after reaching the Foundation Establishment stage, typically three to six months.

Upon hearing this, Xie Wenjie immediately put on a bitter face and said, "Master, can we not go? Look at me, I have no equipment, no pills, and my cultivation level is not high. Isn't this just going to my death?"

Tian Xingzi, with an expression that said he knew Xie Wenjie would say this, tossed a storage bag to him with a flick of his wrist. Xie Wenjie immersed his divine sense into the bag and quickly revealed a look of surprise on his face. It contained three bottles of high-grade Spirit Restoration Pills (one hundred pills per bottle) that could instantly replenish a Foundation Establishment cultivator's mana, two top-grade spiritual artifacts, ten talismans with the power equivalent to a full-force attack from a late-stage Golden Core cultivator, two Beast Soul Talismans equivalent to a late-stage Golden Core cultivator, and five thousand low-grade spirit stones.

"Is this enough to save your life?"

Tian Xingzi thoroughly enjoyed watching Xie Wenjie's changing expression.

His beautiful mistress couldn't help but roll her eyes at Tian Xingzi, smiling as she said, "Little Jiu, I heard you can refine mid-grade Spirit Restoration Pills?"

Xie Wenjie proudly tossed his head and said, "Yes, Mistress, I can even refine a batch of high-grade ones occasionally! Even the fairy sisters say I'm a genius at alchemy!"

For the past five years, Xie Wenjie had spent almost all his free time practicing alchemy.

"What a good child. Take some more pills; you never know when you might need them."

Although she felt inexplicably uncomfortable every time Xie Wenjie called Shui Qingyue "Fairy Sister," Liang Wanqing, the beautiful mistress, showed no change in expression. She patted her precious daughter's head and said with a smile, "Alright, alright, Mother won't say anymore. You can go now."

Zhou Xiao'er made a face at her mother and quickly ran out of the hall with Xie Wenjie.

Tian Xingzi looked at his second disciple, who was already at the sixth level of the Golden Core stage, and said seriously, "Second brother, Xiao Jiu's safety is in your hands."

Chen Wangcai bowed and said, "Master, rest assured, this disciple will definitely hand over a lively and energetic Xiao Jiu to Master."

While Tian Xingzi and the others were busy with arrangements for his safety, our protagonist was sitting on a fragrant, soft bed with someone else's daughter in his arms.

Zhou Xiao'er's room was decorated in pink, reflecting her lively and playful yet warm personality. However, like all cultivators, her room was simply furnished, containing only a bed, a few tables and chairs, and nothing else.

Entering Zhou Xiao'er's room, Xie Wenjie plopped down on his senior sister's soft, fragrant bed and asked, "Senior sister, what good stuff have you gotten this time?"

"Hmph, you brat! If I hadn't told you there was something good, would you not have come?"

Zhou Xiao'er retorted, throwing herself into Xie Wenjie's arms.

This sudden movement caused Xie Wenjie considerable discomfort. The sweet scent of the beautiful girl and the already impressive bulge in her chest made his heart skip a beat. The inexplicable impulse he had felt from his master's wife resurfaced, and an unnamed karmic fire ignited from his lower abdomen, instantly spreading throughout his body. His usually docile penis stood erect like never before, threatening to burst forth.

"It hurts!"

"It's so swollen!"

"It's so uncomfortable!"

Subconsciously, Xie Wenjie pushed away the beauty in his arms and said awkwardly, "Senior... Sister, I... I... I'll go first..."

Leaving Zhou Xiao'er, her pretty face flushed, standing dumbfounded by the bed...

It took her a long time to come back to her senses...

"You bad guy!"

Three days later, Xie Wenjie arrived at the square of Tianji Peak and met his eight teammates who had been training with him and his second senior brother who had escorted them to the Ten Thousand Demon Cave. The eight people came from the other eight main peaks, six men and two women. Coincidentally, all eight of them were a generation younger than Xie Wenjie. Although they were unwilling, they had no choice but to come over and pay their respects to Xie Wenjie, since he knew how to bow.

"Junior Uncle" The Ten Thousand Demon Cave was located more than 850 miles southwest of Tianji Peak. His second senior brother, Chen Wangcai, drove them there in a flying vehicle. A quarter of an hour later, they arrived at a mountain range with a unique terrain that stretched for hundreds of miles. The spiritual energy here was abundant and shrouded in spiritual mist, no less than that of Tianji Peak.

The flying boat circled briefly before heading towards a massive camp. Within the camp stood a large tent atop a dark magical array flag, which held the entire camp in place. Golden Core stage experts frequently entered, and surrounding it were several smaller tents large enough to accommodate thousands. Presiding

over this camp was Elder Wu, a mid-Nascent Soul stage cultivator. After Chen Wangcai and his nine companions met Elder Wu, they headed straight for the Ten Thousand Demon Realm, repeatedly warning them not to venture too deep, to cooperate in the face of danger, and never to act alone. Then, he dusted himself off and flew away on his sword.

Zhu Lili was quite annoyed. She thought she was already a genius for achieving Foundation Establishment at thirty, but this brat in front of her had succeeded at just ten. She casually gave a bow: "Junior Uncle, do you think we should go in?"

Xie Wenjie looked at the eight people in front of him. The one who looked to be in his sixties or seventies was named Li Jun. He couldn't remember the names of the other five men. Two beautiful women who looked only around twenty years old spoke to him. The one named Zhu Lili was not only beautiful but also had a captivating figure, especially her pair of jade-like breasts, which seemed otherworldly and extremely stunning.

The other woman, who looked very quiet, was named Huang Ying. She was very slender, not very tall, and extremely pretty, also a very pleasing young woman. Throughout, she wore a shy and bashful smile.

Xie Wenjie spread his hands and said to Zhu Lili, "I'm just a kid, I'll listen to you."

Seeing everyone looking at him, Li Jun knew that because he was the oldest and had the highest cultivation level—mid-Foundation Establishment—he would naturally become the leader of this training team. "Let's go in then,"

he said, leading the way into the cave. The others quickly followed, heading deeper into the ground. Gradually, a large patch of light appeared ahead. They continued forward for about a hundred feet before finally landing on the ground. Looking around, they couldn't help but gasp.

This was an underground cave, but it far exceeded their expectations. It was incredibly vast, with towering stone pillars hundreds of feet high, so large that even dozens of people couldn't encircle them, standing majestically. Sharp stone pillars also hung overhead, making them tremble with fear; any one of them falling would be tens of feet long. Looking back, they realized they had descended by stepping on a tilted stone pillar.

Li Jun took out a jade slip, immersed his divine sense in it for a moment, and said, "We should now be at Entrance Number Twenty-Three. Twenty-five miles to the left is the Flame Valley, which contains a large number of early-stage second-tier fire-attribute demonic beasts equivalent to the early Foundation Establishment stage. It's perfect for our training."

Everyone agreed, and Xie Wenjie naturally had no objections, so they flew towards the Flame Valley.

Along the way, five unknown young and middle-aged male disciples fawned over the two women, which greatly annoyed Xie Wenjie. Fortunately, the journey wasn't long, and soon the group arrived at the canyon despite the increasingly high temperature.

This was a large canyon about several dozen miles long, a reddish expanse filled with intense fire spiritual energy. Waves of heat rolled in, and soon everyone was drenched in sweat, especially the two women, who were drenched in fragrant sweat. Their sweat-soaked clothes clung to their fair skin, perfectly displaying their exquisite curves to the eyes of the men. The two women quickly applied a Xuanbing Talisman to their bodies, and their condition improved slightly.

Xie Wenjie rummaged through his storage bag and finally found two jade pendants made from cold jade he had pried from Tianxing in a corner. He presented them to his two beautiful junior disciples like treasures, naturally winning their favor. Their sweet "little junior uncle" made his heart flutter.

Li Jun glanced at everyone and said calmly, "Everyone, check if there are any slip-ups. We'll go into the valley now to hunt monsters."

As soon as they entered the valley, four fiery red monsters pounced on them. "These are first-tier monsters, Fire Flame Wolves."

Before Li Jun could finish speaking, the four Fire Flame Wolves were blasted to pieces by the group's magic. After all, these first-tier monsters didn't have anything valuable on them.

Xie Wenjie patted his spirit beast pouch, and a small, pure white dog, a foot and a half long without a single stray hair, excitedly jumped into his arms, licking his face with its long tongue. Xie Wenjie patted the dog's head: "Little White!" The dog flashed and appeared beside the Flame Wolf's corpse, carrying back a blood-red inner core the size of a soybean.

"Wow, what a beautiful dog! Junior Uncle, is this your spirit pet? It's so cute!"

The two women's eyes sparkled, but the dog ignored them completely.

"A second-tier spirit pet! It's so fast, I didn't even see it clearly." "It looks like a spirit dog beast."

Ignoring the crowd's discussions, Xie Wenjie happily put away the inner core and tossed a spirit stone to Little White.

No one objected; it had already agreed that the spoils would be kept by Junior Uncle and distributed after they left (children are more likely to gain the trust of adults). Several days later, one evening, everyone sat around in a makeshift cave, tallying up their achievements over the past few days.

Over the past few days, they have hunted nearly a hundred first-tier Spirit Transformation stage demonic beasts, obtaining nearly thirty inner cores. They also

hunted over ten lone second-tier Foundation Establishment stage demonic beasts, including two late-stage second-tier beasts, obtaining eight inner cores. (The higher the rank of the demonic beast, the higher the chance of condensing an inner core. I won't bother with the nonsense about inner cores; nobody would read it anyway.

Because of their large numbers, they were basically sent to their deaths in a single round of attacks, leaving these sheltered flowers feeling bored and their confidence inflated to the extreme, having long since forgotten the warnings of their elders.

A rather handsome male disciple said, "Senior Brother Li, I think we should split up.")

"Yes, it's safer if everyone stays together, but it doesn't achieve the purpose of training," another rather thin male disciple chimed in.

After some debate, the handsome young man won, and the nine of them split into three groups, walking side by side, ten miles apart. Ten miles is only a short time for Foundation Establishment cultivators, and it's quite safe for the nine of them.

However, an unexpected incident occurred when forming the teams. The handsome young man originally wanted to team up with two beautiful women, which was why he insisted on forming the groups. Unexpectedly, Xie Wenjie, who had been observing from the sidelines, made the first move at the last moment, and the two women, wanting to befriend this promising sect leader disciple, naturally agreed. This left the handsome young man so frustrated he almost vomited blood.

Chapter 7

The next morning, the group parted ways, with Xie Wenjie and his two companions traveling in the middle. The three of them chatted and laughed as they swaggered through the canyon, seemingly forgetting the existence of the demonic beasts in the Ten Thousand Demon Cave.

"Ah! There's a spirit herb here!"

Zhu Lili exclaimed happily, picking a small herb hidden in the bushes. The herb had slender, needle-like leaves, fiery red in color, and its spiritual energy wasn't particularly strong. "Junior Uncle, this is a second-tier fire-type spirit herb, Fire Needle, a key ingredient in refining the Spirit Recovery Pill."

A fragrant breeze wafted from his side, and Zhu Lili pressed herself close, her fiery, full breasts almost touching Xie Wenjie's face. Her sly eyes darted around, and she giggled, "It's worth ten spirit stones, hehehe..."

Xie Wenjie felt his heart race and his face flush slightly. He quickly pulled out a mid-grade Spirit Recovery Pill: "Here you go!"

"You stingy little thing."

Zhu Lili carefully put away the Rejuvenation Pill, rolled her eyes at Xie Wenjie with feigned displeasure, and floated away with a charming laugh.

It was no secret in the Heavenly Extreme Sect that Xie Wenjie was learning alchemy from Shui Mingyue. Everyone knew that this disciple of the Heavenly Extreme Sect's sect leader not only possessed astonishing talent in cultivation but also remarkable talent in alchemy. In just a few years, he had not only raised his cultivation to the second level of Foundation Establishment but also reached the corresponding level in alchemy, basically able to refine any pill needed by Foundation Establishment cultivators.

Therefore, the pills they found along the way... All the spiritual herbs and elixirs were given to Xie Wenjie, but unfortunately, the area outside the Ten Thousand Demon Cave was frequented by numerous disciples of the Heavenly Extreme Sect every year for training. Almost every known area had been thoroughly searched, and apart from immature seedlings, very few useful herbs could be found.

As his senior uncle, Xie Wenjie naturally felt embarrassed to take his junior nephews' things for free, so he offered appropriate compensation based on the value of each herb.

Exchanging a second-tier spiritual herb, the Fire Flame Needle, for a mid-grade Rejuvenation Pill was an unimaginable luxury in the market, as it was only one ingredient in refining the pill.

Xie Wenjie and... The two women strolled leisurely along the bottom of the canyon, chatting and playing along the way. Whenever they found mature spiritual herbs or other valuable spiritual items, they snapped them up. Any lone demonic beasts that strayed out of their way were inevitably subjected to their "training." Completely unaware of the danger that was creeping closer, they unknowingly entered the territory of a second-tier demonic beast, which then set its sights on them.

A red shadow silently flapped its wings, flying low and elusive. Suddenly, it swooped down on Xie Wenjie from behind, and Xie Wenjie's heart skipped a beat. A chill ran down his spine. Instinctively, he leaped off the ground and vanished several feet away, dodging the red shadow that lunged at him from behind, accompanied by a foul stench.

The two women cried out, simultaneously unleashing their respective magical weapons, the attacks sweeping towards the red shadow and forcing it to tumble to the ground.

Xie Wenjie, regaining his footing, found his back soaked with cold sweat. He took a deep breath, calmed himself, and looked at the red shadow. It was a bizarre, two-legged, second-tier serpent, over ten feet tall. The serpent was covered in fine, red scales, and its legs were thrashing about. With wings flapping and its tongue flicking out, spewing wisps of red mist, its scarlet snake eyes glared angrily at the three, seemingly furious at being knocked to the ground.

Xie Wenjie's heart sank; this thing was probably not easy to deal with! Xie Wenjie said to the two women, "Please, sisters, cover me in case this demonic snake has any accomplices that might try to ambush me."

He then patted his storage bag, summoning five flying swords—a Five Elements Sword Formation custom-made for him by Tian Xingzi.

Xie Wenjie manipulated the five flying swords to slash at the demonic snake, but the second-tier demonic snake's scales were incredibly strong, and the five spiritual weapon swords couldn't even scratch it.

Xie Wenjie's repeated attacks... Having failed to achieve his goal, he noticed the serpent's head lacked scales. He then maneuvered his flying sword to stab at its head, but the serpent, with its wings, moved with incredible speed, making it difficult to strike. Instead, this only fueled the serpent's ferocity; it raised its head, hissing wildly, and unleashed a fiery roar from its mouth. Xie Wenjie immediately summoned a tortoise-shell-shaped shield, casting a spell that caused the shield to expand and block the flames.

Xie Wenjie sneered, "You ignorant beast, do you think I can't do anything to you just because you have wings?"

He then manipulated a sword formation to trap... The demonic serpent, its hands forming a hand seal, instantly caused the wind and thunder to change color. Sensing danger, the serpent retracted its claws and tried to escape, but it was too late. Xie Wenjie shouted, "Heavenly Divine Thunder, go!"

A bolt of lightning appeared out of thin air and struck the serpent's back. Electricity flashed across the serpent's body, and it let out a mournful cry, losing control and plummeting from the sky. Strike while the iron was hot, Xie Wenjie pointed, and a golden sword shot towards its head. With a soft thud, the golden sword pierced through the serpent's head, causing it to explode in a large puddle. With its green brains splattered, the massive body crashed to the ground with a thud, motionless.

This Heavenly Thunder was a secret technique recorded in the Five Elements Suppressing Heaven Technique. Xie Wenjie had only grasped a smattering of it, and was quite satisfied with the result.

The two women stared in disbelief at their young martial uncle, who still smelled of milk. This was too powerful!

The two women secretly thought that if it were them, they would never have been able to deal with this demonic snake so quickly and easily. But then they thought about it and understood. If he didn't have some extraordinary abilities, how could he have been taken in as a closed-door disciple by the sect leader?

Xie Wenjie sheathed his Five Elements Sword and Tortoise Shell Shield, stood on a red sandy slope, and looked around. The terrain was flat, covered with low shrubs. "Sisters, please deal with this demonic snake first. I'll go check out the surrounding area. It seems we've stumbled upon a demonic snake's lair!" Xie Wenjie said, pointing to a cave about ten feet wide on the other side of the slope.

A little over ten minutes later, Xie Wenjie returned to the spot and found the two women had finished preparing, standing quietly on the slope, waiting for him with a hint of worry. Xie Wenjie felt a warmth in his heart and flashed to the two women, smiling, "Sisters, are you all ready?"

"Yes," Huang Yin handed him a storage bag. "We only took the inner core and scales; the rest are of little value."

Xie Wenjie didn't stand on ceremony, took the storage bag, and smiled slightly. "This guy's scales are quite sturdy; they're excellent material for making defensive spiritual weapons. Shall we go hunt a few more?"

Huang Yin and Zhu Lili were intrigued, but hesitated, saying, "We just don't know if these demonic snakes live in groups. One or two wouldn't be difficult to deal with, but if there are too many, the three of us might not be able to handle it." Xie

Wenjie nodded, "I just looked around. There are eight demonic snake caves within a ten-mile radius. Each cave contains one or two, or even three to five snakes, and they all have their own territories and don't move around together. Do you two sisters have any magic techniques to slow down the snakes' movements?"

"Ha!" Zhu Lili suddenly exclaimed excitedly, "I have a high-grade spiritual artifact, the Soul-Capturing Bell, which can stun a Foundation Establishment cultivator for two or three seconds!" Xie Wenjie and Huang Yin looked at the small bell in Zhu Lili's hand, their eyes filled with undisguised joy. With this treasure, their journey would be worry-free.

Xie Wenjie waved his hand, "Let's go!" He darted forward first, and

the two women exchanged a glance before following.

Unconsciously, the two women now regarded Xie Wenjie as their leader.

Chapter 8: A Failed Eavesdropping .

In less than two hours, the three of them easily killed two nests of five second-tier demonic snakes. After cleaning up the battlefield, they continued searching for the demonic snake's lair. As they passed a pass, Xie Wenjie's expression darkened, his smirk vanishing. He released his tortoise-shell shield, raised the Five Elements Sword Formation, and prepared to attack. At the same time, he gestured to the two women: "There's a large demonic snake nest ahead, with five demonic snakes!" Sure enough ,

as soon as they turned the corner, they saw a hundred feet ahead in front of a serpent's lair. Five adult serpents were tearing apart the carcass of a scorched wolf . One of them, more alert, suddenly turned and fixed its cold gaze on Xie Wenjie and his companions.

Xie Wenjie pointed, and a flying sword slashed at the serpent with a whoosh. The five serpents roared and leaped into the air, pouncing on the three

. Zhu Lili tossed the Soul-Capturing Bell into the air, cast a spell, and poured magic power into the bell. When the five serpents caught up, she unleashed a deafening roar from the Soul-Capturing Bell. An invisible wave crashed down on the five serpents, sweeping them away instantly. They tumbled to the ground like dumplings.

Xie Wenjie immediately pointed and shouted, "Swift!" Five flying swords transformed into five fierce, cold beams, shooting towards the five falling demonic serpents. With a crackling sound, five brilliant blossoms of blood erupted in mid-air, and five more headless demonic beast corpses lay on the ground.

When everything was settled, just as the three were about to head to the next demonic serpent's lair, a blue light shot out and hovered above their heads—a communication talisman. Huang Ying reached out and took the talisman, immersing herself in it with her divine sense, her expression gradually becoming serious. She handed the talisman to Xie Wenjie, saying, "Senior Brother Wang and the others are in trouble. This is their distress signal."

Senior Brother Wang was the handsome guy. Xie Wenjie then gave the talisman to Zhu Lili, saying unhurriedly, "How far are they from us now?"

Huang Ying, who was checking the map, replied, "They're moving quite fast; they're at least thirty miles away. If they fly at full speed, they can reach us in two minutes." Seeing that both women were looking at him, waiting for him to make a decision, Xie

Wenjie looked up at the demonic bird that had just flown overhead and said, "Flying at full speed is definitely not going to work. We can only fly and run at low altitude to try to get there within ten minutes and send them a message that they must hold on and that we will come to rescue them soon." The

three carefully dodged the demonic beasts while rapidly advancing. Those they encountered that were impossible to avoid were instantly killed by the increasingly coordinated attacks of Zhu Lili and Xie Wenjie. The task of finding the inner core naturally fell to Xiaobai.

Seven or eight minutes later, the three finally arrived at a point three hundred feet from the scene of the incident. A chaotic spiritual pressure emanated from ahead, clearly indicating a fierce battle. Unfortunately, all three were only at the early Foundation Establishment stage, and their divine sense could only detect things up to about one hundred feet away; beyond that, they were powerless. The three stopped simultaneously and flew into the air. They saw hundreds of first-tier demonic beasts, led by more than ten second-tier beasts, surrounding Li Jun and his group of six on a small earthen mound, attacking them relentlessly.

The six looked extremely battered and bruised, clinging to a yellowish-brown light barrier, desperately throwing their talismans and spiritual artifacts at the surrounding demonic beasts. The hillside was piled high with demonic beast corpses: "It seems they can hold out for a while longer thanks to that defensive formation." "

Xie Wenjie said calmly.

Zhu Lili looked at Xie Wenjie in confusion: "Aren't we going to support them?"

Xie Wenjie stared intently at the battlefield ahead and said slowly: "Let's take a look first. I feel that these demonic beasts are unusual. There must be a leader. If we can find it and kill it, everything will be solved!"

Although the two women were half-believing, they also started to take notice. After a moment, Huang Ying said in surprise: "Junior Uncle, look there! There's a demonic beast that looks like a bear behind that earthen mound!"

Xie Wenjie looked in the direction Huang Ying was pointing and saw that there was indeed a bear demonic beast that was three zhang tall and fiery red all over. It did not participate in the attack but only roared from time to time. The attacking demonic beasts would react accordingly, sometimes fast, sometimes slow, sometimes advancing, sometimes retreating, just like an army in the mortal world.

"That's it!"

Xie Wenjie clapped his hands: "Let's go! Let's go and deal with it!"

Huang Ying looked at Xie Wenjie, opened her mouth as if she wanted to say something but hesitated.

Xie Wenjie asked curiously: "Sister Ying, what's wrong with you?"

Huang Ying glanced at the two women and said weakly, "That bear demon is a peak second-tier demon beast, the Explosive Bear. The three of us can..." Xie

Wenjie paused, then looked closely. Yes, that guy really was a peak second-tier demon beast. He hesitated for a moment, then immediately made up his mind. Peak second-tier? So what? He had so many top-grade spirit talismans in his pocket. Was he afraid he couldn't kill it?

"Let's go!" Xie Wenjie took the lead and shot towards the Explosive Bear.

The three quietly bypassed the battle and stopped a hundred feet away from the Explosive Bear. Xie Wenjie took out a porcelain bottle and poured out ten fingernail-sized green pills, handing them to the two women in a low voice, "Take these first."

"Wow, top-grade Rejuvenation Pills!"

The two women exchanged surprised and delighted glances. "Junior Uncle, this..."

Xie Wenjie said nonchalantly, "It's alright, I have many more!"

The two women were speechless.

Xie Wenjie gestured for them to conceal their auras and slowly approached the Violent Bear from five zhang behind. "Attack!" Zhu Lili activated the Soul-Capturing Bell, and an invisible sonic wave instantly struck the Violent Bear. Subsequently, Xie Wenjie and Huang Ying's attacks also struck the Violent Bear while it was stunned by the attack. However

, its violent defense greatly exceeded the three's expectations. The six long spirit swords only left a foot-long gash on its abdomen, merely enraging the bear. With a roar, its entire body flashed red light, and it opened its mouth to release two fireballs the size of washbasins, which shot towards Xie Wenjie.

Xie Wenjie quickly threw a Golden Steel Talisman into the air. With a flash of golden light, a golden light shield enveloped the three of them. Huang Ying also threw a water-attribute defensive talisman. The fireballs struck the light shield in the blink of an eye, causing it to shake. Although it did not break through, it weakened considerably.

The Violent Bear summoned two more mid-stage second-tier demonic beasts and over ten first-tier demonic beasts, roaring as it pounced on the three.

"Sisters, be careful, I'll handle that Violent Bear!"

Xie Wenjie commanded five flying swords to attack the bear.

This Violent Bear was slow-moving but had thick hide and virtually no weaknesses; Xie Wenjie's repeated attacks only left it with minor wounds.

The two women could temporarily hold their own against the dozen or so demonic beasts, but prolonged fighting would likely be disadvantageous. It seemed they needed to deal with this clumsy creature quickly. Xie Wenjie took out a mid-tier talisman and tossed it. A flash of silver light appeared, and hundreds of ice pillars, each about a foot long, floated in the air. "Go!" Although the ice pillars wouldn't be fatal to the Violent Bear, they would keep it busy for a while. Immediately afterward, Xie Wenjie grabbed two bolts of divine lightning and smashed them towards the bear's head. Still not enough! Xie Wenjie's fingers danced like butterflies, casting a series of incantations towards the Five Elements Sword Formation. The five flying swords trembled slightly, unleashing beams of gold, green, blue, red, and yellow. With the final incantation, a five-colored light sword, over ten feet long, hovered high in the sky. Xie Wenjie exhaled a breath of energy, making the sword even brighter and more dazzling.

"Roar!" Suddenly, a deafening roar erupted, the Violent Bear utterly enraged. It reared up, its front paws flailing, its entire body enveloped in a red light shield. With a powerful leap, its massive body launched into the air, crashing down on Xie Wenjie with the force of a mountain.

Xie Wenjie's expression was grave, but his mind remained calm. He sneered and pointed forward, "Go!" The five-colored light sword, carrying the force of a thunderbolt, slashed towards the head of the Violent Bear hurtling towards him from the sky. The Violent Bear instinctively sensed the threat, a flicker of fear appearing in its crimson eyes. But suspended in mid-air, it could only watch helplessly as the lightsaber slowly approached its head. Its only option was to alternately raise its forelimbs to block the terrifying strike, hoping its formidable physical defense could withstand the attack.

Hope was beautiful, but reality was cruel. The instant the five-colored lightsaber made contact with the Violent Bear, it realized its usually formidable defense was utterly useless against it. With a soft "thud," the lightsaber traveled from its forelimbs to its head, then to its chest, abdomen, and finally left a deep gash eight feet deep in the ground. Due to the incredible speed, even after the lightsaber completely dissipated, the Violent Bear's corpse continued to slide through the air for a distance before finally splitting in two and crashing to the ground with a "thud," splattering colorful blood and entrails everywhere—a truly spectacular sight.

A deathly silence fell; everyone, human and beast alike, stared in stunned disbelief at Xie Wenjie, forgetting even to breathe. Seeing their leader killed, the demonic beasts lost all will to fight, abandoning everyone and fleeing in the blink of an eye.

Li Jun and his six companions collapsed to the ground, panting heavily. Xie Wenjie was deathly pale, feeling almost completely drained of his mana, and quickly swallowed a high-grade spirit-restoring pill…

After everyone had rested, Xie Wenjie and the two women had already cleaned up the mess and set up protective barriers to prevent the demonic beasts from attacking again.

Li Jun and his six companions came over to thank Xie Wenjie and his companions for saving their lives. Xie Wenjie and his companions naturally exchanged some insincere pleasantries, spouting meaningless platitudes about the camaraderie of fellow disciples. Finally, everyone flattered Xie Wenjie, but this time it was mostly genuine. After all, in the eyes of cultivators, everything else was fleeting; only one's own strength mattered. Only Wang Shuai looked displeased, but Xie Wenjie didn't care at all, completely disregarding him.

As for the reason for being besieged by the demonic beasts, everyone was completely baffled, only able to attribute it to the beasts going mad.

The next day, the group split into three groups again, this time at Xie Wenjie's suggestion. So Xie Wenjie, along with the two women, continued to roam freely in the Flame Valley, thoroughly enjoying themselves.

Half a month passed in the blink of an eye. On this day, Xie Wenjie and the other two finally emerged from the Flame Valley, involuntarily exhaling a breath of scorching hot air. Since entering the Ten Thousand Demon Cave, they had been in the hot and monotonous environment of the Flame Valley, with nothing but fiery red everywhere they looked, inevitably making them feel oppressed.

Outside the Flame Valley was a vast forest stretching for hundreds of miles, with dense and tall trees everywhere, lush and vibrant with life.

"Junior Uncle, should we wait here for Senior Brother Li and the others to come in together, or should the three of us go alone?"

Zhu Lili asked with a grin, linking her arm with Xie Wenjie's.

"Mmm..."

Xie Wenjie felt a soft, warm touch on his arm and couldn't help but let out a soft moan of pleasure. His arm instinctively rubbed against that softest spot.

Wow, so bouncy!

As the fragrance of a young girl's body wafted into his nose again, Xie Wenjie felt his face heat rising once more.

"Ah,"

Zhu Lili finally sensed something amiss. Xie Wenjie's arm, which she was holding, was almost pressing against her proud, full breasts. That damned brat, he was actually touching her there! Did he think she didn't know?

Subtly releasing her grip on Xie Wenjie's arm, a blush crept onto Zhu Lili's pretty face, making her even more beautiful and charming.

Although her sensitive area had been touched, Zhu Lili felt only shyness and wasn't angry with Xie Wenjie.

Xie Wenjie awkwardly touched his nose, pretending to be nonchalant, and said, "Let's not wait for them, let's go first!"

Although the jungle was certainly fraught with danger, he wasn't someone to be trifled with. Over the past ten days, through countless battles with demonic beasts, Xie Wenjie's cultivation level, though still only at the second level of Foundation Establishment, had undergone a qualitative change compared to when he first entered the Ten Thousand Demon Cave. Moreover, his storage bag contained a large number of life-saving talismans prepared for him by Tian Xingzi; even if he encountered a third-tier Golden Core stage demonic beast, he would have a fighting chance.

The two women didn't hesitate either, but secretly increased their vigilance, and followed Xie Wenjie into the jungle.

The three wandered aimlessly through the jungle like headless flies, and for some reason, they didn't encounter a single demonic beast.

Half a day later, the view suddenly opened up before them—a lake that wasn't too large!

This was a small lake formed by spring water gushing from underground. It was less than a hundred meters in diameter and surrounded by dense, sturdy trees. However, on the side where Xie Wenjie and his group were, a huge rock stood on the lakeshore, blocking half the lake's surface, like a barrier preventing anyone from peeping…

There were also many traces of human activity along the lakeshore, presumably left by disciples of the Tianji Sect who had trained here.

Since the Tianji Sect disciples had rested here, it meant this place shouldn't be too dangerous. Having endured a long and arduous journey, the three decided to rest here before continuing their journey.

Looking at the clear, emerald-green lake water, Zhu Lili suddenly felt uncomfortable all over, as if something was crawling on her body. Although as a Foundation Establishment cultivator she could completely avoid getting dirty, how could a woman's love of cleanliness tolerate not bathing for more than ten days!

Zhu Lili whispered a few words in Huang Ying's ear. Huang Ying slowly shook her head, her expression hesitant and conflicted, then gritted her teeth and nodded, her face slightly flushed.

Then she walked up to Xie Wenjie, smiling shyly, "Junior Sister Huang Ying and I want to...want to take a bath here..."

Xie Wenjie's eyes widened instantly as he looked at the two women, making Huang Ying blush deeply. Zhu Lili was also quite shy, stamping her foot and scolding, "You little pervert, what are you thinking? I just asked you to help guard this place and not let anyone peek!"

Xie Wenjie's handsome face flushed slightly as he looked around, "Sister Li, are there any other people here besides us?"

Zhu Lili giggled, "I was just worried that Senior Brother Li and the others might suddenly find us here. Do you want them to see Huang Ying and me naked?"

"They dare!"

Xie Wenjie's body trembled, his aura suddenly soaring, then he revealed a lewd smile: "Sister Li, aren't you afraid I'll peek?"

Zhu Lili giggled and walked towards the lake with Huang Ying: "I don't mind. As long as you have the guts, Junior Uncle."

Zhu Lili emphasized the words "Junior Uncle. "

Before long, the sound of splashing water came from there. Xie Wenjie, who was meditating with his eyes closed, opened his eyes and saw that there were indeed many women's clothes laid out beside the large rock. Because of the distance, it was not very clear. Zhu Lili and Huang Ying hid themselves behind the rock. Unless one's eyes could see through things, it would be all in vain.

Of course, one could also use divine sense to spy, but that would definitely alert the two women. Even if their cultivation was one or two major realms higher than theirs, it would be difficult to escape their perception.

The laughter of the two women and the splashing water came from the lake. These sounds were like demonic music, bewitching and soul-stirring, making Xie Wenjie's blood boil.

The thought of two beautiful, naked women hidden behind that rock, their voluptuous, smooth bodies, made Xie Wenjie's heart pound in his chest.

With just a leap, he could clear that damned rock and take in their beauty.

Xie Wenjie's breathing grew heavier, his gaze more fervent, and he felt restless, as if a needle were stuck in his buttocks…

Suddenly, Xie Wenjie stood up!

He crouched low, tiptoed towards the lake, his eyes fixed on the massive rock.

Closer, closer! Just a few more steps and you'll see it...

Just as Xie Wenjie was about to reach the back of the rock, suddenly, a green shadow descended from the sky. Before the three people in front of and behind the rock could even react, the green shadow arrived in an instant like a cloud of green. It was a huge demonic eagle. Xie Wenjie screamed and was lifted into the air by the eagle's claws. The powerful force of the claws was suffocating, and Xie Wenjie immediately fainted.

The demonic eagle didn't linger and spread its wings, flying into the sky.

Chapter 9 Blessed Land

This place was originally a quiet place. Apart from the laughter and playful shouts of two women in the lake, the splashing water, and the occasional chirping of insects and birds in the forest, it was difficult to hear any other sounds.

Xie Wenjie's sudden scream was particularly abrupt.

As the demonic eagle grabbed Xie Wenjie and soared into the sky, the screams of the two women and the loud splashing of water came from the other side of the rock.

"Junior Uncle!"

The two women, their clothes disheveled and their hair soaking wet, stared at the sky where the demonic eagle had disappeared, their pretty faces pale and their eyes filled with tears. The demonic eagle's speed was simply too fast, far beyond the reach of the two junior cultivators, leaving them completely bewildered.

Suddenly, a Taoist priest in a blue robe appeared beside them.

"Junior Uncle Chen, please save Junior Uncle!"

The two women seemed to have found their pillar of support, pleading with tearful voices.

Chen Wangcai sighed, looking in the direction the demonic eagle had disappeared, and said helplessly, "That's a fourth-tier demonic bird, the Azure Feathered Giant Phoenix, something we can't possibly catch. I've already sent a message back; I believe the Sect Master will arrive soon." Leaving aside Chen Wangcai and the others' helplessness, let's

talk about Xie Wenjie, who finally regained consciousness. He felt excruciating pain all over his body, especially in his chest and abdomen, as if his internal organs had been crushed. However, he was immediately overjoyed; being able to feel pain meant he wasn't dead, he was still alive.

"Little guy, you're awake?"

Xie Wenjie was about to get up when an old face approached, smiling broadly.

Xie Wenjie forced himself to sit up despite the excruciating pain, only to find himself lying on a large, flat rock. A kind-looking old man was smiling at him from in front of him. The old man had white hair and a white beard, wore a white robe, and had a benevolent face—it was as if the words "I'm kind, I'm a good person" were etched onto his face.

Xie Wenjie continued to survey his surroundings. The spiritual energy here was rich and invigorating, the vegetation lush and vibrant, everywhere was verdant, filled with various unknown spiritual herbs, most of which Xie Wenjie had never seen or heard of before. In the distance, a white mist swirled, obscuring the view to a radius of only a few miles.

There is no sun or moon here, and the spiritual energy in the air is incredibly concentrated, far surpassing even the best spiritual cave dwellings on Tianji Peak, and the quality is incomparable.

"What a blessed land!"

Xie Wenjie exclaimed in astonishment, "Where is this?"

"Hehe, what do you think of this place? Would you like to own such a cave dwelling?"

the old man asked with a smile, seemingly enticed.

Xie Wenjie felt this scene was familiar, and a lewd figure gradually surfaced in his mind, warming his heart. He spoke gently, "Which bird demon are you? What do you want with me? Just say it! If you're looking for a disciple, don't bother, I already have a master."

"Hehe... Well, since you're so straightforward, then this dragon won't beat around the bush."

The old man laughed, "First of all, I must tell you responsibly, I am not a bird demon! I am the great Eastern Divine Dragon. As for the little bird you mentioned, it is a pet I keep. Alright, let's get back to the point, have you ever heard of blessed lands?"

"Yes. I've seen them in ancient books, could it be this place..."

"That's right! This is a blessed land that cultivators dream of!"

It turned out that the old man's name was Ao Bing, a powerful dragon. A million years ago, he fell in love with a giant lizard from the Western Divine Realm, which was opposed by the dragons in his clan. Heartbroken, he had no choice but to leave home and follow the giant lizard back to the Western Divine Realm. They settled in the Western divine realm, multiplying and proliferating to establish their own dragon race—the Giant One Dragon Clan.

However, their prosperity was short-lived. Due to their exceptional talents, the Giant One Dragon Clan's rapid development exceeded the expectations of the major Western powers, arousing suspicion within the Western divine realm. This nascent race quickly found itself in conflict with other factions. After several battles, thanks to the covert support of the Eastern Dragon Clan, both sides suffered losses. While the various factions couldn't completely subdue this fully-developed race, they used various means to label the Giant One Dragon Clan as evil.

Overjoyed, Ao Bing's personality changed drastically. He became eccentric, causing trouble everywhere and making enemies all over the world. He even put a huge green hat on the head of the Western Gods. So, under the leadership of this chief god, various forces launched a frenzied attack on Ao Bing. After a desperate struggle, Ao Bing finally broke through the encirclement and escaped to the present-day Tianji Mountain when he was on the verge of death. By chance, he entered this cave that only opens once every 100,000 years. Unfortunately, before he could even settle in, he lost his life due to severe injuries. Without a physical body, it cannot refine the blessed land it has already acquired. Without refining the blessed land, it cannot gain the recognition of the source of the blessed land, and thus cannot reshape its physical body. Even more tragically, without the protection of a physical body, its soul is being devoured by the source of the blessed land. In other words, the source of the blessed land is refining its soul. Although the process is slow, it will take at most a million years for it to be completely refined by the source of the blessed land and become a part of it.

Escape was impossible; unless he became the master of the grotto-heaven, he could enter but not leave. He was truly unwilling to simply vanish into the world like this! He couldn't die in peace with his great revenge unfulfilled! So, he gritted his teeth and refined his inner core and all his essence into a single pill—the Dragon Essence Pill! Only demons or humans who consumed this Dragon Essence Pill and could refine it could gain the recognition of the grotto-heaven's origin and become its master. To attract suitable demons or humans, he even used the power of the grotto-heaven's origin to build the Myriad Demon Cave, but unfortunately, only one barely suitable human was found in millions of years.

Xie Wenjie examined the so-called Dragon Essence Pill. This pill was about half the size of an egg, overflowing with spiritual energy and shrouded in a faint spiritual mist. A rich fragrance emanated from it, and upon closer inspection, a small, intelligent dragon was even swimming happily within it. This pill was clearly extraordinary.

"You mean you want me to eat this Dragon Essence Pill?"

Xie Wenjie carefully held the Dragon Essence Pill and asked Ao Bing with suspicion.

“That’s right!”

“What price do I need to pay? If it’s my life, forget it!”

Although Xie Wenjie was still young, he understood that there were no free lunches, especially when faced with such an opportune offer. He had to think twice.

“Hehe, interesting. I didn’t expect you to have such a strong will at such a young age. You can still keep your head up in the face of such temptation.”

The old man liked Xie Wenjie even more. “The price is a promise!”

“To avenge you?”

Xie Wenjie asked.

“Avenge? Let’s forget about it. Maybe in the future, if they are still alive.”

Ao Bing said with a dejected look. If he had met Xie Wenjie hundreds of thousands of years earlier, he would have asked Xie Wenjie to avenge him. But hundreds of thousands of years had passed, and the hatred in his heart had dissipated with the passage of time. After all, he had done many things he shouldn’t have done back then.

Xie Wenjie examined the Dragon Essence Pill in his hand, his mind racing, weighing the pros and cons. Soon, his gaze hardened, and he made up his mind, firmly saying, "Alright, I agree!"

Fortune favors the bold, and besides, killing a mere Foundation Establishment cultivator like him was a simple matter of turning his hand. Frankly, he didn't even have the right to refuse.

"How much will this pill increase my cultivation?"

Ao Bing stroked his snow-white beard, smiling, "The Dragon Essence Pill mainly increases physical strength; it doesn't significantly help your cultivation, but it can completely compensate for the weakness of your human race's physique."

Xie Wenjie was somewhat disappointed, but he didn't bother to think about it further.

With a "snap," he stuffed the Dragon Essence Pill into his mouth.

"Oh, kid, I forgot to tell you, because your cultivation is too low, there will be some danger."

Ao Bing's old face revealed a cunning smile of triumph.

"What danger?"

"You'll explode and die from the impact of the first wave of the medicine!"

"Why didn't you tell me sooner?"

Xie Wenjie wanted nothing more than to tear this treacherous old man in two.

Ao Bing spread his hands, looking innocent, and said, "Because you ate too fast, I didn't have time to tell you. But don't worry, you still have a 50% chance of success!"

Xie Wenjie wanted to protest again, but suddenly felt a heat in his lower abdomen. He thought, "Oh no!" He quickly sat cross-legged, circulated his magic power, and prepared to refine the medicine's power.

Chapter 10 Dragon's Inherent Lust

Xie Wenjie was as if struck by lightning. His whole body suddenly tensed up, and then he trembled violently. His originally rosy face suddenly turned pale.

Enduring the excruciating pain emanating from his body, he slowly closed his eyes, focused his mind on his body, and used internal vision to examine the situation inside his body. He saw a round pill in his dantian emitting wisps of red energy containing terrifying primordial energy, randomly weaving through the many meridians. Nothing could stop them.

Xie Wenjie desperately circulated his magical power to protect his meridians, but under the impact of these terrifying energies, his once wide and resilient meridians began to twist and deform, and in some places even cracked. The resulting pain caused Xie Wenjie's body to convulse intermittently, his muscles tense, and the veins of his body twitching like worms. His still-childish face was deathly pale, devoid of any color.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

Suddenly, a series of explosions came from Xie Wenjie's body. With each explosion, he spat out a mouthful of blood: "Am I going to die?"

Xie Wenjie watched as his meridians burst open inch by inch under the impact of the terrifying energy. Countless tiny red energies surged out and plunged into his flesh. He thought that death would follow, but unexpectedly, the out-of-control energy disappeared silently. If it weren't for the countless bursting meridians in his body and the pain they brought, Xie Wenjie would have wondered if he was dreaming.

Since everything was already beyond his control, Xie Wenjie withdrew his divine sense, focused on his spiritual platform, and tried his best to forget the excruciating pain.

"Father, haven't we found Junior Brother yet?"

A beautiful, haggard-looking girl looked at Tian Xingzi, who stood with his hands behind his back, her eyes blurry with tears, struggling to hold back her sobs.

"Sigh!"

Tian Xingzi sighed deeply, forcing a smile as he stroked the girl's hair. "Don't worry, my dear daughter, that boy's life tablet is still intact. I've already sent over a dozen Nascent Soul stage elders to lead a search; I believe news will arrive soon."

It's been seventeen days, and still no word. You mustn't disappoint your master, boy.

Meanwhile, Xie Wenjie sat there for two and a half months. Early one morning, he was enveloped in a layer of red light, dazzling and radiant like a blood-red sun, alluring and beautiful. The crimson light persisted for half an hour before slowly seeping into Xie Wenjie's body until it completely disappeared. Suddenly, Xie Wenjie opened his eyes, his gaze gleaming brightly. He stood up, let out a long roar, and then threw a punch, striking the boulder he had once pressed beneath him. With a deafening roar, the boulder, over ten feet long and three feet high, flew more than five feet before crashing to the ground and shattering into countless fragments.

Xie Wenjie looked at his fist, then at the scattered rubble, unable to believe that what he had just witnessed was his own doing.

It should be understood that most cultivators primarily cultivate their primordial spirit. Except for a very few body cultivators, a Foundation Establishment cultivator's arm strength without using magic power would not exceed 1,500 jin (approximately 750 kg), and even body cultivators would only have a strength of five or six thousand jin (approximately 2500-3000 kg). This rock, shattered by Xie Wenjie's punch, must have weighed at least ten thousand jin (approximately 5,000 kg). How could this not be astonishing?

It's important to understand that shattering a ten-thousand-pound boulder with a single punch and lifting it are completely different concepts.

(They should be different concepts, anyway, I haven't tried it.) Xie Wenjie regained his senses and focused his consciousness into his body. He saw that his previously ruptured meridians had completely recovered, and were even wider and stronger than before. The blood within his meridians boiled and surged like a rushing river, and he could faintly hear a rumbling roar. His whole body was filled with power, and his spirit and energy reached an unprecedented height.

Xie Wenjie had a feeling that he could now kill a peak second-tier explosive bear on the spot with just his physical strength!

Even though the Dragon Essence Pill's effects don't target the primordial spirit, Xie Wenjie's cultivation level had still risen two levels, reaching the fourth level of Foundation Establishment. This time, he had truly made a fortune!

Moreover, Xie Wenjie felt that he had absorbed less than one ten-thousandth of the Dragon Essence Pill's medicinal power; the rest was stored in his body, allowing him to absorb it slowly. In other words, he was now a human-shaped Dragon Essence Pill.

"How do I feel?"

Ao Bing, who had disappeared for two and a half months, suddenly reappeared. However, his figure seemed much dimmer than before.

Xie Wenjie, who had been harboring a slight resentment, couldn't help but ask with concern, "What's wrong? Why does your figure look so dim?"

Ao Bing shrugged indifferently, "I've done everything I was supposed to do, so naturally there's no need for me to exist anymore."

"Ah, then... is there anything else I can do to help you?"

Having received such a great favor for nothing, Xie Wenjie really wanted to do something more for Ao Bing.

"Hehe, nothing. Just remembering your promise to me is the greatest reward." Watching Ao Bing's rapidly fading figure, Xie Wenjie felt a sting in his eyes, as if something was stuck in his throat. Seeing Ao Bing, who had given him such a tremendous opportunity, about to disappear forever before his eyes, Xie Wenjie realized that the only thing he could do was keep him company and talk about the woman who led him to the Western God Realm. "

Speaking of this," Ao Bing said with a hint of smugness, "that was the most glorious time of my life. By chance, I met her—the fiancée of the chief god Elvis, a very beautiful woman. We quickly fell in love, and after several nights of passion, unexpectedly, this woman, whom Elvis hadn't even touched, became pregnant! So I took her back to the dragon race. This finally enraged the Western divine realm. So they devised a plan to lure me and my sons to a place called the Monster Mountain Range, where Elvis and two other chief gods, along with dozens of subordinates, lay in ambush." That battle was so fierce that the sky darkened and the sun and moon lost their light. One of the three main gods was killed, another wounded, and more than half of my subordinates were killed or wounded. My sons all perished in the battle, and I myself was severely injured and unable to fight any longer. Just when I thought I was doomed, my reinforcements arrived…

“You lecherous dragon! Tell me! How many bastards have you left behind in the West?”

Xie Wenjie looked at Ao Bing with disdain.

“Ahem, what do you mean by 'lecherous dragon'? This is called a man's nature. Haven't you heard that dragons are inherently lecherous? Hehe…”

Ao Bing chuckled strangely at Xie Wenjie. The laughter

sent chills down Xie Wenjie's spine, yet he didn't know what was wrong.

“As for how many kinds I left behind? Hehe, not many, just over ten kinds, two or three hundred offspring. You know our dragon race has a very low birth rate!”

Ao Bing said somewhat embarrassedly.

“Damn it!” Xie Wenjie couldn't help but swear. This is what you call a low birth rate?

In truth, Ao Bing wasn't lying; the dragon race's fertility rate is indeed very low. Ao Bing was simply an exception, undoubtedly the most prolific dragon since the dawn of time. However, almost none of his offspring inherited the noble and mysterious appearance of the Eastern dragon. They were either as massive as small mountains, or had wings like birds, or had thick limbs like beasts, or long necks like snakes—in short, their shapes were bizarre. It truly proves the saying, "There's no such thing as being unable to reproduce, only unimaginable possibilities." You

can't have everything.

However, they all inherited some of the dragon race's formidable talents to varying degrees!

Ao Bing felt his body fading further, knowing he probably wouldn't last much longer. He straightened his expression and asked, "How are you feeling now? Can you see what's in the mist?"

Xie Wenjie looked up and gazed ahead. "Wow! What a huge lake!"

"That's called the Lake of Transformation. It's formed from the essence of the cave heaven. It has an excellent ripening effect on all plants with a growth cycle of over a hundred years. One drop takes a hundred years, and only one drop can be used per plant per day, otherwise it will die from overeating. Since you can see the Lake

of Transformation, it means you've gained the cave heaven's recognition. You can learn about its other wonders by communicating with the essence through your divine sense. I'm leaving..." Xie Wenjie watched through teary eyes as Ao Bing's figure slowly faded, became transparent, and finally disappeared with his words...

"Elvis!"

Xie Wenjie silently memorized these four words in his heart...

Chapter 11 Making Another Small Fortune

After an unknown amount of time, Xie Wenjie finally composed himself, looked around, and moved to the sky above the Transformation Pool. His divine sense spread outwards like a tide. Suddenly, a beam of green light shot out from the Transformation Pool, enveloping Xie Wenjie.

"Hmm..."

Enveloped in the green light, Xie Wenjie felt a warm sensation all over his body and couldn't help but groan. The feeling was like the green light was cleansing his soul, incomparably comfortable.

Suddenly, the green light flashed and entered Xie Wenjie's body. At the same time, a small green grass flashed and disappeared from his forehead. A surge of information flooded into his sea of consciousness. It turned out that this cave heaven was formed five million years ago, and the space was not large, only about eight hundred miles in circumference. The Transformation Pool occupied one-tenth of it, and the lake water was entirely formed from spiritual energy. It was bottomless and served as the central hub of the entire cave heaven. Because this grotto-heaven is too young to fully develop its own world rules, neither spiritual herbs nor spirit beasts can awaken their intelligence, nor can they reverse time like other mature grotto-heavens. These aspects require the grotto-heaven's master to perfect

them. Xie Wenjie opened his eyes, feeling as if he had merged with this world. Everything in this grotto-heaven, including the third level of the Ten Thousand Demon Cave, was clearly reflected in his mind. He was the god of this world. The blooming and withering of flowers, the life and death of all things, were all in his hands.

The so-called third level of the Ten Thousand Demon Cave, strictly speaking, can also be considered part of the grotto-heaven. It lies between the grotto-heaven and the outside world, a miniature space created by Ao Bing using the power of the grotto-heaven's origin. It is the foundation of the entire Ten Thousand Demon Cave, and the Ten Thousand Demon Cave itself was formed on this foundation. Almost all demon beasts above the late fourth rank reside on this level. No one has ever been able to enter this level from the outside. Although the higher-ups of the Heavenly Extreme Sect had long speculated about the existence of the third level of the Ten Thousand Demon Cave, it had remained unconfirmed for tens of thousands of years because they simply couldn't conceive of its special nature.

The third level of the Demon Cave wasn't large, only about ten miles in circumference. It contained two sixth-tier demon beasts equivalent to the Mahayana stage, three fifth-tier demon beasts, over ten fourth-tier demon beasts, and several low-tier demon beasts used as fodder.

It was unimaginable outside that so many different kinds of high-tier demon beasts could live in such a small place, as demon beasts have a strong sense of territory. Only demon beasts raised in captivity from a young age could obey their master's will, abandoning their racial and territorial instincts to live peacefully together.

Xie Wenjie scanned the area with his divine sense and found the Azure Feather Giant Storm. He grabbed it, flipped it over, and straddled its head, slapping it hard while cursing, "Damn it, I told you not to grab me, I told you not to hit me so hard..."

The Azure Feather Giant Storm was dazed and disoriented by Xie Wenjie's blows, letting out a mournful cry before collapsing to the ground.

Xie Wenjie hadn't expected a dignified fourth-tier Nascent Soul stage demon beast to be so easily beaten; he felt he hadn't even used much force.

After a thorough search of the cave, Xie Wenjie found Ao Bing's dragon corpse—a dragon body over three hundred feet long, an immeasurable treasure. Beside it, he found a bow, two arrows, and a storage ring.

Xie Wenjie examined the bow; it was no more than three feet long, entirely black, and unremarkable.

He first tried to bind it to his master with blood, but there was no reaction. He then tried to infuse it with his magic power, but to no avail. His divine sense couldn't penetrate it; it even bore Ao Bing's divine imprint.

What to do?

Xie Wenjie felt an urge to curse. The black bow was bad enough, but even the storage ring was useless. Xie Wenjie sighed to the heavens, "Am I destined to enter a treasure mountain and leave empty-handed?"

Suddenly, a flash of inspiration struck him: "Since Ao Bing's entire soul has been assimilated by the Origin Source, could I try using the Origin Source?"

He acted on his idea immediately!

Xie Wenjie tried to use the essence of his cave to envelop the black bow. Suddenly, the black bow trembled slightly and swished into his body. A surge of information rushed into his sea of consciousness: The God-Slaying Bow, with the dragon's spine as the bow arm, the dragon's tendons as the bowstring, and the dragon's bones as the arrows, is a great treasure of the dragon race.

This bow was one of the aids given to Ao Bing by the Dragon Clan when he was causing trouble in the Western Divine Realm.

Its greatest feature is that it doesn't require a high level of cultivation from the user; as long as one has abundant blood and sufficient strength to draw the bow, one can use it to kill enemies.

The biggest drawback of the God-Slaying Bow is that the arrows fired are almost impossible to retrieve; they explode upon being drawn. Originally, there were twenty-five arrows, but now only two remain. This means that without a replacement, it can only be used twice!

Xie Wenjie's mind stirred, and the God-Slaying Bow appeared in his hand. He picked up an arrow with his left hand, bent the bow, and nocked it—no response!

He tried harder, still no response!

"Ah…"

Xie Wenjie let out a long howl, his originally fair and rosy face turning a deep liver color. Finally, his efforts paid off, and the bowstring was drawn—like a crescent moon!

"Snap! " He released the bow,

and the arrow flew out!

A divine light shot out, instantly disappearing into the distance.

Boom.

Five miles away, a small mountain peak exploded with a deafening roar, sending dust billowing into the sky. A while later, the clattering sound of rubble hitting the ground jolted Xie Wenjie out of his daze.

The power and terror of this bow far exceeded Xie Wenjie's comprehension. Even a Nascent Soul cultivator wouldn't dare claim they could escape unscathed from that arrow.

"Slap!" Xie Wenjie slapped himself hard. This was his territory! How could he be so reckless and ungrateful?

He quickly released his divine sense and located the unblemished arrow. With a flick of his wrist, the God-Slaying Bow returned to his dantian.

He used the same method to clean his storage ring. Although it contained many items, he couldn't find anything he recognized, let alone use it. However, he was certain these items were rare and precious treasures, their value immeasurable.

"It's time to go out. I wonder how much time has passed."

Riding on the back of the Azure Feather Giant, Xie Wenjie thought for a moment and then acquired another late-stage third-tier Azure Feather Giant and a nest of first-tier Azure Feather Giants. He didn't dare take too much, fearing it would attract too much attention; he didn't even dare bring his storage weapon out.

With a thought, Xie Wenjie arrived at the third level of the Ten Thousand Demon Cave. He had no time to survey his surroundings, ordering the Azure Feather Giant to fly at full speed, quickly returning to the second level. Suddenly, two figures appeared ahead. There were no outsiders here; they could only be disciples of the Heavenly Extreme Sect. Xie Wenjie ordered the Azure Feather Giant to fly towards them.

The two also noticed the rapidly approaching azure figures, immediately releasing their magical artifacts and becoming highly vigilant. They seemed oblivious to the figures on the eagle's back.

As the distance closed, Xie Wenjie finally saw the two figures clearly. They had almost identical, stunningly beautiful faces, even their figures were indistinguishable. The only difference was that one was bright and alluring, while the other had a cold and aloof demeanor.

"Sister Mingyue, Martial Aunt Bingyue!"

Xie Wenjie waved excitedly from his Azure Feather Giant.

The Shui sisters were speechless at the way the name was used… They recognized Xie Wenjie, who was standing on the back of the Azure Feather Giant, shouting at them. Shui Mingyue swayed slightly and landed on the giant's back, her beautiful eyes brimming with tears. She pulled Xie Wenjie into her arms and planted a kiss on his forehead, her words tumbling out in a jumble of excited gasps: “Little guy, you’re finally back! Waaah… do you know how worried I was about you?”

Then she saw Xie Wenjie close his eyes and faint.

“Little guy, what… what’s wrong with you again? Don’t scare me!”

Shui Mingyue’s face turned pale with worry, tears welling up in her eyes, threatening to spill over at any moment.

"Sister, I'm alright."

Xie Wenjie slowly regained consciousness, reaching out to wipe away the tears that were about to spill from Shui Mingyue's eyes. He said with a blissful expression, "Sister, am I dreaming? You just kissed me?"

Shui Mingyue's pretty face flushed slightly from Xie Wenjie's actions. She lightly tapped his forehead with her small hand and said angrily, "Kiss you

, my foot! Tell me quickly, where have you been these past few days? And what's going on with this bird?" (Chapter 12, June 25th)

"Sister, don't rush, let me tell you slowly."

Xie Wenjie then gave his prepared explanation, saying that he had been taken back to his nest by the Azure Feather Giant Storm to be enjoyed by its young birds. However, at this critical moment, a late-stage fourth-tier two-headed silver dragon suddenly appeared near its nest. The Azure Feather Giant Storm then abandoned Xie Wenjie and fought the two-headed silver dragon.

The two fought fiercely, neither giving an inch. However, they were evenly matched, locked in a fierce and brutal battle, resulting in both sides suffering heavy losses. Xie Wenjie then seized the opportunity to profit, first using the Heavenly Star Seed's talisman to kill the two-headed silver dragon, then threatening the young birds to subdue the Azure Feather Giant Storm family…

Although full of flaws, for some reason Shui Mingyue believed him without question. Her gaze towards Xie Wenjie held a hint of admiration she herself didn't realize, and she said in a naturally slightly coquettish tone, "You said you subdued the whole family, but what about the other birds?"

Xie Wenjie patted his spirit beast pouch at his waist with his left hand, releasing two small birds with azure feathers and golden claws.

"Wow! So beautiful! So cute little eagles! I want one!"

Shui Mingyue reached out and hugged a foot-long young eagle, declaring domineeringly.

Shui Bingyue couldn't bear to watch any longer; this was practically a pair of adulterous lovers with no regard for others. But the adulterer seemed too young… Could this be the legendary raising of a little boy?

*Ahem*.

Shui Bingyue stopped her wicked thoughts and said expressionlessly, "Shouldn't we go back? Senior Brother Tianxingzi is still waiting for us."

Just now, after recognizing Xie Wenjie, she sent a message talisman to Tianxingzi.

"Uncle Shui, this young eagle is for you."

Although Shui Bingyue and Shui Mingyue were twin sisters, both possessing stunning beauty and resemblance exceeding 99%, Xie Wenjie dared not be presumptuous in front of the ice beauty.

"I have one too?"

Shui Bingyue could hardly believe her ears: "Aren't you saving one for Senior Sister Xiao'er?"

"There's more, their family is quite large, seven in total, five first-tier cubs, just enough for Master and Mistress, Sister Mingyue and Uncle Bingyue, and one for Second Senior Brother, since the old geezer isn't home anyway."

Xie Wenjie counted on his fingers: "And the third-tier one is for Senior Sister Xiao'er." Upon hearing that he had given the third-tier orchid to Zhou Xiao'er, Shui

Mingyue felt a pang of sadness, and her face darkened slightly. Xie Wenjie realized he might have said something wrong, so he quickly took out two Seven-Star Blood Orchids from his storage bag and presented them to Shui Mingyue like treasures: "Sister Mingyue, look, isn't this the Seven-Star Blood Orchid you told me about? I had Qingyu Julan help me find it after three days!" "

What's a little harmless lie to comfort Shui Mingyue? "

Shui Mingyue felt a warmth in her heart, her nose slightly tingling. This Seven-Star Blood Orchid was a main ingredient for refining fourth-tier spirit pills (I'll just use the tier to represent pills that increase mana and cultivation speed; I'm too lazy to think of a name, I really have no talent for naming things, fourth tier is equivalent to Nascent Soul). It was extremely rare and difficult to cultivate, with a long growth cycle, maturing only once every three hundred years. Even a peak master like her wouldn't get more than one or two plants a year. She had only mentioned it casually when teaching Xie Wenjie how to refine pills before, but she hadn't expected him to remember it, and she had just been angry with him.

Shui Bingyue watched her sister's emotions shift from joy to resentment to tears of emotion, and sighed. She couldn't understand how the joys and sorrows of a Nascent Soul stage monster who had lived for six or seven hundred years could be controlled by a little kid who still smelled of milk. This made her take a second look at Xie Wenjie. Hmm?

It's a little different from three months ago, but I can't quite put my finger on it. Hmm, looks like I'll have to keep a closer eye on this little guy in the future!

"Alright, can we go now?"

Although the Azure Feather Giant Storm carried three people, it had almost no effect on it. Half an hour later, Xie Wenjie and the other two returned to the Heavenly Pole Sect

. In the main hall, Xie Wenjie repeated the same set of words he used to fool the Shui sisters, and then took Zhou Xiao'er, who had lost a lot of weight, back to his residence.

"Wah..."

Zhou Xiao'er finally couldn't hold back her emotions any longer. She threw herself into Xie Wenjie's arms, hugged his waist tightly, and burst into tears.

Xie Wenjie gently patted her back, not saying a word, letting Zhou Xiao'er draw a large map on his body with her tears and snot.

After an unknown amount of time, Zhou Xiao'er finally calmed down. Xie Wenjie gently cupped her tear-streaked face and tenderly wiped away the tears that still clung to her pretty face: "Senior Sister, you've lost weight!" Two days later ,

Xie Wenjie had a long talk with Tian Xingzi. Although he didn't reveal everything about the cave world, his words conveyed that he had gained a great deal from his adventures.

Tian Xingzi, being cunning and shrewd, naturally understood that some secrets were not suitable to be shared with everyone, and he certainly wouldn't do the foolish thing of digging too deep.

After that, Xie Wenjie spent his days playing with his junior sister Zhou Xiao'er, making the little girl so happy that she forgot her own name.

During this time, some minor incidents occurred. For example, Xie Wenjie discovered that his penis had suddenly grown significantly larger than before, and it was also quite unstable, especially when he was with beautiful women. The slightest stimulation would cause it to explode in a rage, pointing to the sky, exuding murderous intent and arrogance. This made him quite embarrassed!

"Junior brother, what are you daydreaming about? Are you thinking about Aunt Mingyue again!" Zhou

Xiao'er pushed Xie Wenjie in dissatisfaction.

Inside Zhou Xiao'er's room, hearing the beautiful girl's reproachful voice, Xie Wenjie snapped back to reality. Looking at the charming girl before him, especially her slightly pouting, rosy lips, a surge of desire welled up within him—he wanted to kiss her!

"Junior Sister, I...I...I want to..."

Although his desire grew stronger, as a naive virgin, he couldn't bring himself to say it!

It was so frustrating!

Although she didn't know what Xie Wenjie wanted to say, Zhou Xiao'er instinctively felt a wave of shyness. Her pretty face flushed slightly, her small hands clutching the hem of her clothes, and she lowered her head slightly, whispering, "You...what do you want?"

Xie Wenjie took a deep breath, suppressing his nervousness, raised his head, stared directly at Zhou Xiao'er, and said in a low, deliberate voice, "Junior Sister, I want to kiss you, is that okay?"

"Oh! Junior Brother, you...how could you do this? So embarrassing!" Zhou

Xiao'er blushed instantly, the color spreading rapidly from her pretty face to the back of her neck. Although her heart had always belonged to Xie Wenjie, this was still incredibly embarrassing, especially since she wasn't ready.

Seeing Zhou Xiao'er's shy expression, Xie Wenjie was momentarily stunned, and without thinking, he reached out and cupped her head, opening his mouth to press his lips against her rosy lips.

Zhou Xiao'er stared wide-eyed at the approaching Xie Wenjie, finally slowly closing her eyes, quietly waiting…

"Mmm," the young boy and girl, experiencing this for the first time, seemed a little nervous and at a loss.

Their four hot lips were pressed tightly together, motionless, feeling each other's burning breath. At this moment, the childhood sweethearts felt dizzy, their minds blank. But their hearts had never been so close as at this moment.

They didn't know how much time had passed—perhaps a long time, perhaps only a moment…

Xie Wenjie finally came to his senses. Instinctively, he extended his tongue, slipping it into Zhou Xiao'er's mouth, finding her sweet tongue, and entwining it with hers.

Soon, Xie Wenjie found the joy of kissing; he entwined and sucked on Zhou Xiao'er's sweet tongue… His tongue licked the sweet saliva from her mouth, occasionally transferring his own saliva into the beautiful girl's mouth. The dazed Zhou Xiao'er naturally accepted it all without resistance. Only when she struggled to breathe did Xie Wenjie reluctantly release the beautiful girl from his arms.

Finally released by her beloved, Zhou Xiao'er nestled in Xie Wenjie's arms, breathing heavily. Her delicate appearance was exceptionally alluring, especially her breasts, which rose and fell with her breath. Xie Wenjie couldn't help but reach out his hand. The soft yet firm touch captivated him instantly. His other hand, which was wrapped around Zhou Xiao'er's waist, quietly rose, preparing to conquer another high ground…

"If I and Aunt Mingyue were both in danger, who would you save first?"

Zhou Xiao'er grabbed the hands that were freely moving across her chest, tilted her head back, and let out a shy, ethereal voice as her luscious lips parted.

"Uh?"

Xie Wenjie looked stunned, shaking his head, seemingly unable to believe that such a profound question would come from the usually naive Zhou Xiao'er. "

Don't play dumb, tell me!"

Zhou Xiao'er's face flushed, and her grip on Xie Wenjie's hand tightened unconsciously, as if to say, "If you don't tell me, I won't let you play."

Xie Wenjie's eyes darted around, his mind racing.

"Ding!"

Plan complete!

"Of course, we should save Senior Sister first! If even she can't handle the danger, what can I do?"

Xie Wenjie was incredibly impressed with his own quick wit, but also a little worried about whether Zhou Xiao'er would be satisfied with his somewhat clever answer.

"That's more like it! "

She wrapped her arms around Xie Wenjie's neck, her cheeks flushed with shy blush, and said, "Kiss me..." With

such a beautiful woman asking, Xie Wenjie naturally couldn't do anything so foolish as to spoil the mood. He lowered his head and kissed her rosy lips.

Time seemed to stand still for a moment; they both remained motionless, quietly feeling each other's body heat.

Then Xie Wenjie extended his tongue and gently licked Zhou Xiao'er's lips. Zhou Xiao'er cooperated by opening her mouth and welcoming her beloved's tongue into her mouth, extending her small, fragrant lips... Their tongues intertwined, sucking and kissing.

This time, they were free of their previous nervousness and awkwardness. Although their movements were still clumsy and awkward, they expressed their feelings with passionate actions.

It was a deep, long kiss, a warm, long kiss, a kiss promising a lifetime together.

Their lips parted after a long while.

Zhou Xiao'er remained nestled in Xie Wenjie's arms, her cheeks flushed and her breathing heavy and rapid, adding to her youthful and delicate beauty with an invincible shyness.

Feeling the sweet, soft body of the beautiful girl in his arms, Xie Wenjie's already restless manhood stirred even more. Although he immediately arched his back, it was too late.

Zhou Xiao'er's small hand reached down to her crotch, grabbing a hard, stick-like object that was about to escape, and asked curiously, "Junior brother, what's that thing you're hiding on you? It's pressing against me... It's so big and hard..." "

Ah! Don't touch it... Oh... It feels so good..."

Xie Wenjie was shocked. He didn't expect that Zhou Xiao'er would still discover his ugly state. However, the moment his senior sister grabbed his raging and throbbing penis, it felt so good that Xie Wenjie couldn't help but groan.

"Ouch!"

Zhou Xiao'er finally realized what the hard object she was holding was, and quickly let go, breaking free from Xie Wenjie's embrace. She glared at him, embarrassed, and said, "You bad boy! Pervert!" Xie Wenjie

blushed deeply, awkwardly chuckling. Realizing this was no longer a safe place, a thought flashed through his mind, and he said, "Senior sister, it's getting late. I need to go learn alchemy. You should rest!"

Without waiting for Zhou Xiao'er's reply, he turned and ran away…

Watching Xie Wenjie's fleeing figure, Zhou Xiao'er's face beamed with a sweet smile: "What a silly little thing!"

Then, as if remembering something, she wrinkled her small nose and gave a heavy snort.

For the past two months, Xie Wenjie had spent almost all his time with Zhou Xiao'er, playing with her and making her happy. Two months later, Zhou Xiao'er's emotions gradually stabilized, and she returned to being the lively, cheerful, and carefree little princess. Xie Wenjie then began to focus on his cultivation.

Although Zhou Xiao'er enjoyed having her junior brother by her side all the time, even though she was often "bullied" by him until she blushed and felt weak all over, she was not the kind of girl who didn't know her place. She naturally understood what was most important to them, and she didn't want to hold her junior brother back. Especially since she was still in the Spirit Transformation stage, she needed to cultivate diligently and couldn't let herself fall too far behind her junior brother.

Chapter 13 Tian Xingzi's Mission

. Inside Shui Mingyue's alchemy room on Tianyan Peak, a huge alchemy furnace sat in the center. Its three-legged design, overall gray-black color, was ancient and heavy, clearly indicating its age.

Shui Mingyue, dressed in white, sat before the furnace, her hair styled in a high bun with a few strands of black hair falling down, simple and elegant, perfectly complementing the furnace.

Upon seeing Xie Wenjie, she smiled gently and said with delight, "Little one, you're radiant with spring, your love star is shining! Did you just come from your Senior Sister Xiao'er's place?"

A pang of jealousy welled up inside her.

"So jealous!"

Xie Wenjie quickly sat down on the cushion beside her, flattering her, "Fairy Sister, you look so beautiful today!"

"Wasn't I beautiful before?"

Although pleased by Xie Wenjie's praise, Shui Mingyue couldn't help but argue.

"Fairy Sister is beautiful every day, but today you're especially beautiful."

"Really? More beautiful than your Senior Sister Xiao'er?"

Shui Mingyue tilted her head, glancing sideways at Xie Wenjie, her eyes alluring and captivating.

"Both beautiful, both beautiful..."

Xie Wenjie wiped the cold sweat from his brow and began to smooth things over.

After all, he was a novice in love, never having faced such a difficult choice.

Seeing Xie Wenjie's troubled expression, Shui Mingyue laughed triumphantly, "Fine, I can't control you anyway. Today we'll refine a batch of Fire Cloud Pills."

She eloquently described the effects of the spiritual herbs, the control of the furnace, the timing, and the control of the fire, captivating Xie Wenjie so much that he forgot the passage of time. Five years

passed in a flash.

"Junior Uncle, congratulations! You've broken through to the Foundation Establishment stage and become a Golden Core cultivator in just over ten years. This speed is truly astonishing; most people take over a hundred years to achieve this."

Xie Wenjie had met a familiar young man of similar age but different generation after his training in the Ten Thousand Demon Cave .

"Not at all, just lucky I was a little fast. You're doing well too, Foundation Establishment Level 3!"

"I'm far inferior to you, Uncle!"

He was a rising star in the Heavenly Extreme Sect, having already reached Foundation Establishment Level 3 before the age of twenty, with a strong chance of breaking through to the Golden Core stage before fifty.

However, compared to Xie Wenjie, it was like a small fry compared to a big fish.

Through tireless efforts, Xie Wenjie's cultivation had also made great progress. Not long ago, he finally broke through the Foundation Establishment bottleneck and successfully formed his Golden Core, becoming a Golden Core expert.

"Oh, right, Junior Uncle, there's something else you don't know!"

The young man paused and continued, "To commend you for becoming the first person in five thousand years to achieve the Golden Core stage before the age of sixteen, the sect has specially allocated a mountain peak for you and built a palace for it. It's just waiting for you to name it!"

"Oh? My mountain peak is finished? Then I have to go see it!"

Among the many rewards of the Heavenly Pole Sect, awarding a mountain peak is undoubtedly a very special and attractive reward. This is because it signifies that you can establish your own mountain peak within the Heavenly Pole Sect and build your own faction. If managed well, it might even have the opportunity to grow into the tenth peak of the Heavenly Pole Sect. And one of the most direct benefits is the qualification to form a representative team to participate in the sect's competition and obtain more cultivation resources for yourself.

However, obtaining the reward of a mountain peak is also very difficult.

Achieving the Golden Core stage before the age of twenty is one of them.

After bidding farewell to his young nephew, Xie Wenjie summoned the Azure Feather Giant Mountain, sat on its back, and flew towards his new home.

After flying for several hundred miles, crossing numerous mountain peaks, he saw a towering peak rising abruptly from the ground, its imposing presence like a rainbow. On the peak stood a palace and several courtyards of varying sizes. While not particularly opulent, it was complete and brand new.

"Wonderful! In the mortal world, to build so many structures on this mountain would require millions of people toiling for years, even decades. Yet, the immortal sects built it in just two or three days,"

Xie Wenjie thought to himself.

"From now on, this peak will be another territory of Xie Wenjie's. I'll name it 'Tonggu Peak'," Xie Wenjie thought, circling the peak once on his Azure Feather Giant Mountain, and then, with a snap of his fingers, came up with this excellent name.

As he spoke, he rode the Azure Feather Giant Mountain to the palace at the very top of the peak.

Immediately, nine disciples—four men and five women—came to greet him.

"Greetings, Uncle-Master Xie."

"Greetings, Junior Uncle-Master."

These were all outer disciples of the Heavenly Pole Sect, their cultivation only at the Spirit Transformation stage. They had probably received tasks from the sect's miscellaneous affairs office, planting herbs and doing odd jobs on Xie Wenjie's mountain peak to earn spirit stones.

Seeing these outer disciples bowing to him, Xie Wenjie thought for a moment, then took out several bottles of pills from his storage bag and distributed one to each of them as a greeting gift from an elder.

After all, he was now considered the master of a peak, and as a second-generation Golden Core cultivator, he had also automatically been promoted to a true disciple of the Heavenly Pole Sect, giving him a chance to compete for the position of sect master!

"You all go and get to work!"

Xie Wenjie said, pointing to the male disciples.

"Yes, Uncle-Master!"

The male disciples bowed and took their leave.

"Sisters, could you show me around?"

After the male disciples had left, Xie Wenjie shamelessly asked the female disciples.

These female disciples were all sixteen or seventeen years old. Although they weren't exactly stunning beauties, they were all pretty girls with rosy lips, white teeth, and delicate features. They were all incredibly bold, enthusiastic, and curiously sizing up Xie Wenjie.

"Junior Uncle, please let us know if you need anything. Although our cultivation is low, we sisters are all diligent and capable. Also, we sisters are all skillful and know how to serve."...

Meanwhile, inside the Tianji Hall of Tianji Peak, seven men and two women seemed to be discussing something, the atmosphere somewhat heavy.

Sitting in the head seat, Tian Xingzi held a jade slip in his hand, looking seriously at his fellow disciples, and slowly said, "Fellow disciples, what are your thoughts on what this jade slip says?"

It turned out that according to reports from spies of the Nine Provinces Cultivation Alliance, the Western Light Church, the Nine Provinces Cultivation Flower Sect, and other large and small forces had recently been in frequent contact, showing signs of forming an alliance against the Nine Provinces cultivation world.

"Fight! What else can we do? It's not like they've formed an alliance before."

A bloodthirsty glint flashed in Cha Hu Zi's eyes.

Shui Mingyue, always eager for chaos, excitedly chimed in, "Great! Finally, something to do!"

Although the others didn't express their opinions, the glint in their eyes clearly conveyed their views.

Tian Xingzi felt utterly superfluous. The cultivation world had been peaceful for far too long; three thousand years had passed since the last great war. Not to mention his fellow disciples, even he himself had been quite excited upon hearing the news.

"Sect Master, did the Alliance say anything about those guys' intentions? Although three thousand years have passed, I doubt they've fully recovered." "

The Alliance's message says there are indications that the lost artifact, the Ark of Noah, from the Western Light Church in ancient times..."

Tian Xingzi said in a deep voice, "is very likely in our Nine Provinces mortal realm!"

"Then what do you mean, Senior Brother?"

"I plan to send a group of disciples to the mortal realm under the guise of training to investigate. Then, Junior Brother Zeng will lead a group of elders above the Nascent Soul stage to oversee the Alliance headquarters in case of unforeseen circumstances. The rest will prepare for a major battle, ready to provide reinforcements at any time. What do you all think?"

After the meeting, Tian Xingzi immediately summoned Xie Wenjie; that matter couldn't be delayed any longer!

Xie Wenjie stood respectfully to one side of Tian Xingzi's room, bowing deeply: "Disciple greets Master and Mistress!"

He then turned and bowed in another direction: "Greetings, Senior Brother!"

This was a young man who looked to be only twenty-four or twenty-five years old. He was handsome, and his cultivation had reached the late Golden Core stage. He looked like the spring sunshine, with a peaceful expression and a smile on his face. He was Wu Bufan, Tian Xingzi's eldest disciple, who had returned to the sect a year ago after completing his training.

"Junior Brother, your cultivation has improved in just a few days,"

the senior brother replied with a smile.

Tian Xingzi's gaze turned to Wu Bufan: "Bufan, you may leave now!"

"Yes! Master, Mistress, disciple will take his leave now,"

Wu Bufan bowed. Before leaving, he warmly invited Xie Wenjie to visit his affiliated courtyard sometime.

For some reason, Xie Wenjie always felt a vague unease whenever he faced his senior brother. He always felt that behind that gentle smile lay a hidden side, and he could even occasionally catch a glimpse of jealousy in his senior brother's eyes, though it was only fleeting.

Why would he be jealous of me?

"Take care, Senior Brother,"

Xie Wenjie replied with a smile.

Tian Xingzi looked at his most prized disciple with satisfaction. Ten years had passed, and the little brat of yesteryear had grown into a handsome and elegant young man. Though still somewhat immature, he believed that with a little more experience, he would surely become a towering figure! The key was that this kid's blood and energy were abundant, and his good fortune perfectly matched the conditions for doing that thing; it was just too good for this brat.

"Little Nine, you've been at the Core Formation stage for half a year now. Have you thought about going down the mountain for some training?"

Tian Xingzi picked up a teacup from the tea table and took a sip, using it to mask his true feelings.

"Go down the mountain for training? Master, do you mean I can go down the mountain?"

Xie Wenjie said excitedly, finally able to go home!

"Look at you, so pathetic!" "

Tian Xingzi, exasperated, tossed a jade slip and a jade pendant into his hands: 'The jade slip contains the mission for this trip down the mountain. The jade pendant is called the Recording Jade Mirror; it can completely record everything that happens around you. If you encounter anything suspicious or kill any villains who threaten the world, you must record it and exchange it for sect contribution points! Understand?'

Xie Wenjie tossed the jade slip into his storage bag and began to examine the jade pendant closely. The Recording Jade Mirror! This was the first time he had ever encountered such a magical artifact! He didn't pay any attention to what Tian Xingzi was saying.

Tian Xingzi's forehead veins throbbed. This disciple was good in every way, except for being a bit greedy and lustful. But thinking of the resentful look in his eyes, he couldn't help but become even more determined in his mind: 'Have you finished reading?'

'Master, am I going down the mountain alone this time?'

Xie Wenjie answered irrelevantly.

'Of course not. This time, you and your mistress will go first; the others will meet you in the capital of Great Qin later.' " "

Tian Xingzi said calmly, but a strange glint flashed in his eyes, though no one noticed.

"Master's wife is going too?" Xie

Wenjie glanced furtively at the beautiful woman beside him. This woman, as beautiful as a celestial being, was dressed today in a light and leisurely blue silk robe. Her high-bun hairstyle accentuated her noble and virtuous appearance. Her not-so-long legs were tightly pressed together, and her full breasts, as always, were proudly erect and bulging, swaying slightly with her breath. Her already flawless face had a faint glow, and her bright and alluring eyes held a deep sadness and resentment amidst their charm.

In recent years, Xie Wenjie had been caught between his senior sister Zhou Xiao'er and his martial uncle Shui Mingyue, enjoying the tenderness and affection of the two women, living a carefree life with them on both sides. Unconsciously, he had "neglected" his beautiful master's wife, and with his master Tian Xingzi between them, he dared not have any improper thoughts, after all, Xie Wenjie still respected Tian Xingzi very much.

"You really want me to go with Xiao Jiu?"

The beautiful woman, who had remained silent until now, frowned slightly, her beautiful eyes looking at her husband with surprise. "

Hmm! This matter is of great importance, so my junior sister will be stationed in the capital to prevent any unforeseen events."

Liang Wanqing stared intently at Tian Xingzi, until the outwardly calm Tian Xingzi felt his scalp tingle and cold sweat pour down his back.

"You'll regret this!"

Liang Wanqing withdrew her gaze, uttered a cryptic remark, and then got up and left the room.

Xie Wenjie, gazing at the alluring curves of her round, full hips, suddenly felt an urge to pull his beautiful master's wife into his arms and comfort her. However, the thought of the deep sorrow and resentment in her eyes caused a pang of pain in his heart.

"Alas!" He

let out a deep breath, and when he turned to look at Tian Xingzi again, he suddenly felt that the man in front of him was so hateful! He had a

strong urge to beat him up. Tian Xingzi shook his head, forcing himself to continue asking, "How's your Five Elements Sword Formation practice going?"

"It's going perfectly, like an extension of my own arm!"

Xie Wenjie said proudly. His master was truly amazing to him; he never had to worry about magic weapons, magical artifacts, spiritual herbs, or elixirs, and they were all perfectly suited to him. Thinking of this, any previous dissatisfaction he had with Tian Xingzi had long since vanished.

"Go back and prepare; we're leaving tomorrow!"

Tian Xingzi waved his hand weakly, suddenly seeming to have aged considerably. "Take good care of your master's wife; don't let her suffer any injustice!"

Returning from Tianxingzi's place, Xie Wenjie felt a pang of sadness upon recalling his master's words and his weary figure. At the same time, a strange, unconscious joy flickered within him. Just thinking of his master's wife's petite and graceful figure, her noble and beautiful face, filled him with a burning desire!

He was leaving the mountain tomorrow! He needed to say goodbye to Senior Sister Xiao'er and Shui Mingyue first, lest they be heartbroken. Xie Wenjie rushed to his senior sister's room, embracing the beautiful girl and comforting her. Of course, he did some things inappropriate for children, making countless wishes before finally bringing a smile to his sentimental senior sister's face.

"Sister, do you think that brat will come today?"

Shui Bingyue asked, looking at Shui Mingyue's anxious expression, truly at a loss for words.

"Sister..."

Shui Mingyue clung to Shui Bingyue's arm, acting coquettishly. Shui Bingyue patted Shui Mingyue: "Alright, alright, tell me, are you really sure about him?"

"Mmm," Shui Mingyue nodded lightly, nestled happily against Shui Bingyue.

She pinched her sister's cheek: "Look at you, silly! A little brat who still smells of milk has already bewitched you!"

"Don't talk about him like that!" "

Tsk tsk, girls really are attracted to each other." " You're so

annoying!" Shui Bingyue suddenly became serious: "Sister, this boy is destined to be a ladies' man. Are you willing to share him with other women?"

"Hehe," Shui Mingyue smiled bitterly: "What woman would willingly share her beloved? But I also said he's destined to be a ladies' man, and that can't be changed. Even if I keep him by my side, other women will come to me! It's better to be generous; maybe that way I can still hold an important place in his heart." "

My silly sister..."

Shui Bingyue wanted to try and persuade her sister further.

Shui Mingyue interrupted her, "Sister, we've watched him grow up. Haven't you seen his character?"

Shui Mingyue smiled faintly and continued, "He studies alchemy day and night to earn as many cultivation resources as possible for his family! Every year, he finds an excuse to go to the Ten Thousand Demon Cave to train in order to find Seven-Star Blood Orchids for us sisters! This shows that he is a good man who cares about his family and values loyalty. He would never abandon his wife and children for his own cultivation like that other man."

Looking at her sister's happy face, Shui Bingyue knew that there was no point in saying anything. Besides, her sister was right. In just the past few years, she had found no less than a hundred Seven-Star Blood Orchids for the two sisters, ensuring that the two sisters would not lack pills for cultivation for ten years, and saving them fifty years of arduous cultivation.

"Sister, where did that brat find so many Seven-Star Blood Orchids? Is the Ten Thousand Demon Cave his backyard?"

Shui Bingyue became increasingly puzzled. "I suspect that kid gained a tremendous benefit from the Ten Thousand Demon Cave back then!"

"Sister, you mean the legendary third level of the Ten Thousand Demon Cave? That can't be, can it?"

"I don't know either. But in any case, it won't harm us. Don't ask him; he'll tell you when the time is right!"

Shui Bingyue cautioned, "I've already passed through here, but..."

Three knocks came from outside the door: "Master, Junior Brother Xie Wenjie from Tianji Peak is here."

Shui Mingyue quickly tidied her appearance, a mixture of surprise and trepidation in her eyes: "Sister, do I look alright?"

Shui Bingyue rolled her eyes and directly ordered, "Let him in." Xie Wenjie pushed open the door and entered. A beautiful and cozy room came into view. Two figures, one in red and one in white, stood back to back by the window. A gentle breeze blew, and their clothes clung to their exquisite bodies, making their curves appear and disappear. The

woman in red, Shui Mingyue, slowly turned around. Her exquisitely beautiful face blossomed with a joyful smile upon seeing Xie Wenjie, as if spring had arrived. Without any visible movement, she flashed and appeared in front of Xie Wenjie, saying happily, "You've come?"

Xie Wenjie stared blankly at the beautiful woman before him: "Sister, you're so beautiful!" Shui

Mingyue felt a surge of sweetness in her heart, and her smile widened even more. She pulled Xie Wenjie's hand and sat him down at the jade table, skillfully brewing a cup of tea and handing it to him, saying, "Try it."

Xie Wenjie picked up the teacup and drank it all in one gulp, praising, "Good tea! It really quenches my thirst. Sister, have another cup."

"Pfft!" The white figure by the window could no longer resist and swayed, also going to the table to pour a cup of tea, saying sourly, "My life is so hard!"

"Uncle-Master!"

Xie Wenjie quickly stood up and bowed respectfully. In the entire Tianji Sect, Xie Wenjie was most afraid of the person in front of him.

Actually, Shui Mingyue was even more annoyed. She hadn't done anything to this brat, so why was he so afraid of her?

Shui Mingyue quickly smoothed things over, "Alright, you're not allowed to call me Uncle-Master anymore. You have to call me Sister!"

Then she thought that this might be a bit too much, and her face flushed as she quickly changed the subject, "Did you need something from me?"

Xie Wenjie sat down again and said, "I'm going down the mountain tomorrow, so I came to tell you, Sister." "

Going down the mountain for training? That's a good thing! It will greatly benefit your future cultivation!"

"But I can't bear to leave you, sister,"

Xie Wenjie said, looking down and playing with the teacup in his hand.

"Silly boy, it's not like you're not coming back. Besides, are you afraid your sister will run away?"

Shui Mingyue, oblivious to everyone else, pulled Xie Wenjie's head into her arms, pressing him against the deep valley between her legs, and gently stroked his hair, saying softly, "Your sister can't bear to leave you either!"

In Chapter 14

, the strong scent of milk wafted over, instantly making Xie Wenjie dizzy and his desire burning. Almost subconsciously, he leaned forward, his mind filled with only one thought: "So fragrant, so soft, so big..."

Cough cough.

Shui Bingyue, watching her sister being taken advantage of by the little boy without realizing it, couldn't help but feel bitter. So she coughed twice to remind her sister to be careful.

"Sister!" "You're so annoying..."

But her younger sister didn't appreciate her good intentions. How could a woman who had never been in love with a man in her late thirties understand the feelings of a couple about to be separated?

For over ten years, Shui Mingyue had watched Xie Wenjie grow from a clueless little boy into a powerful Golden Core cultivator. She not only witnessed his growth but was also a participant, and unknowingly, she had given him her whole heart, rejoicing and grieving for him.

The thought of his impending departure, perhaps not seeing him for years, made her heart ache. Only by holding him in her arms could she find solace. However, her sister's inappropriate cough ruined this beautiful moment.

Due to the strange behavior of the person in her arms... A blush crept onto Shui Mingyue's beautiful cheeks, but she still insisted, "Wenjie, ignore her, hold me tight..."

Watching the two of them so intimately embracing, Shui Bingyue felt a pang of jealousy she herself hadn't noticed. She dared not make any more noise, simply puffing out her cheeks and staring intently at them with her large, round eyes.

Xie Wenjie awkwardly lifted his head from Shui Mingyue's embrace. Even though he was reluctant to part with that fragrant softness, he had no choice but to comply, because Shui Bingyue's intense gaze was unbearable.

Seeing that Shui Mingyue was about to explode, he quickly took a storage bag from his person and handed it to her: "Sister, take these first. I might not have time to go to the Demon Cave for the next few years."

Shui Mingyue glared fiercely at Shui Bingyue, picked up the storage bag, and after a brief examination with her divine sense, exclaimed, "So many?"

The two sisters exchanged a glance, both looking shocked. Without asking any questions, they silently put the storage bag away.

Xie Wenjie secretly breathed a sigh of relief. He was genuinely afraid the two women would question him about the origin of these spiritual herbs; it wasn't that he didn't trust them, but he simply didn't know how to bring it up.

Shui Mingyue broke the silence between the three of them first. She stood up and walked behind Xie Wenjie, pulling him into her arms again: "Be careful out there. Don't be reckless. Your life is the most important thing, because there are three women waiting for you to return at the Heavenly Pole Sect."

She then glanced at her sister, seemingly unintentionally.

For the rest of the time, Xie Wenjie spent his time with Zhou Xiao'er and Shui Mingyue, and of course, Shui Bingyue, the third wheel, was also present. Zhou Xiao'er and Shui Mingyue tacitly accepted each other's presence, and even became as close as sisters because of Xie Wenjie, without the usual distance between a master and disciple, or the mutual hatred between rivals, at least on the surface.

On the huge plaza of Tianji Peak, amidst the reluctance of his junior sister Zhou Xiao'er and the Shui sisters, Xie Wenjie summoned the Azure Feather Giant Storm, and he and his master's wife Liang Wanqing leaped up and sat beside it on its back. The Azure Feather Giant Storm spread its wings and soared straight into the sky, disappearing from everyone's sight in the blink of an eye.

From beginning to end, his master's wife Liang Wanqing did not utter a single word to Tian Xingzi.

The vast land, with its undulating mountains and winding rivers, was swept by a streak of azure light across the clear blue sky. Although the landscape below was magnificent, Xie Wenjie had no interest in appreciating it whatsoever. The reason was that his beautiful mistress, Liang Wanqing, had maintained a stern face throughout, sitting cross-legged on the back of the Azure Feather Giant without uttering a word. Confused, Xie Wenjie thought he had done something wrong to anger his mistress. Little did he know that Liang Wanqing was simply annoyed and frustrated by Tian Xingzi's words the previous day, which had filled her with anger, disappointment, and a strange excitement.

After a long while, Xie Wenjie mustered his courage and called out, "Mistress..."

"What?"

Liang Wanqing instinctively turned around, only to see Xie Wenjie shrink back, weakly saying, "N-nothing..." Only then did Liang Wanqing realize that her earlier outburst had frightened the young man before her. "What happened to me? He doesn't know anything, why did I yell at him!"

She then smiled, a smile as gentle as a spring breeze, instantly dispelling the awkward atmosphere between them. "Jiu'er, did your master's wife scare you just now?"

Xie Wenjie muttered to himself, "The weather changes so fast!"

Now that his gentle and virtuous master's wife was back, the suffocating tension naturally dissipated. Xie Wenjie then pestered his master's wife to tell him interesting anecdotes and stories from the cultivation world.

The beautiful Liang Wanqing already had a special feeling for Xie Wenjie, especially after his return from his training in the Ten Thousand Demon Cave. He exuded a very strong aura that deeply attracted her. Even slight contact with him made her heart race, her face flush, and her body go weak; she only wanted to throw her entire body into his arms and let him play with and knead her. If she hadn't been strong-willed and deliberately kept her distance, she probably would have already become his captive. Why would she need Tianxingzi...

Of course, she concealed all of this very well.

Although Xie Wenjie wasn't exactly a seasoned lover, he wasn't a complete novice either. Naturally, he could sense a slight change in his master's wife. However, he dared not take any drastic action. After all, she was his master's woman, and most importantly, she was Zhou Xiao'er's biological mother! They were people he cared about, and he didn't want to hurt them!

Let everything take its course!

So, each with their own thoughts, neither dared to break the thin veil of secrecy.

Thus, the two walked and stopped, chatting and laughing, like a couple on a scenic excursion, wandering among famous mountains and beautiful scenery, having long forgotten about their so-called sect mission.

Time slipped away unnoticed, and eight days passed in the blink of an eye. One evening, the two arrived at a picturesque valley with clear water and lush mountains.

"The scenery here is lovely; let's rest here tonight,"

the master's wife said, looking at Xie Wenjie, waiting for him to make the decision.

"Whatever you say, master's wife."

Although the two hadn't made any substantial progress in the past few days, the master's wife had waited for Xie Wenjie to make the decisions on everything, big or small, along the way.

Xie Wenjie casually summoned a magic sword, chose a sunny, sheltered hillside, and began carving out a cave dwelling. After several days of arduous practice, his skill in carving cave dwellings, while not yet at a masterful level, was still quite proficient. In less than half an hour, a small cave dwelling was completed. Although simple, it was more than enough for a night's rest.

The night passed uneventfully. The next morning, Xie Wenjie awoke from his meditation to find his master's wife nowhere to be seen. He quickly put away the array flags and released his divine sense. It turned out there was a small pool in the valley where his master's wife was washing.

Suddenly, the spirit dog, which had been silent, sent a restless message—danger!

Xie Wenjie flashed to his master's wife Liang Wanqing's side, summoned five magical flying swords, and used his divine sense to search for the enemy's trail.

"Be careful, this person is very strong?"

Liang Wanqing subtly shielded Xie Wenjie behind her, secretly on guard, and called out loudly, "I wonder which fellow Daoist is here? I am Liang Wanqing of the Tianji Sect, greetings!"

Before she finished speaking, five pillars of light shot into the sky, intertwining in the air to form a bright pentagon. In an instant, a transparent light shield trapped the two in the small valley. With a triumphant laugh, a middle-aged man dressed in Confucian robes and the appearance of a scholar appeared in mid-air outside the formation. He looked down at the two inside the formation, his voice filled with smugness and a hint of resentment: "Fairy Wanqing, it has been three hundred years since we last met, and I have missed you dearly."

"Who do we have here? It's Liu Deren, the outcast of Qingfeng Academy, the Deadly Scholar!"

Liang Wanqing seemed completely unconcerned about being trapped in the formation, and spoke sarcastically.

The Deadly Scholar's eyes flashed with anger, a murderous intent that vanished in an instant, followed by a lewd laugh: "I never imagined that the Heavenly Extreme Sect Master's wife, Fairy Wanqing, would be having an affair in this desolate wilderness. I wonder if this fair-skinned, lazy pretty boy can satisfy the fairy..."

"Enough! Liu Deren, you've trapped us here. What are your intentions? Aren't you afraid of being hunted down by the Heavenly Extreme Sect? Do you think your Five Sheep Trapping Tiger Formation can hold me?"

Liang Wanqing quickly calculated in her mind. Although she couldn't defeat Liu Deren, it wouldn't be easy for him to defeat her either. They still had a late-stage fifth-tier Azure Feather Giant Storm. Although it was a demon beast known for its speed and not strong in combat, it was still a fifth-tier demon beast. Haha, truly, heaven's sins can be redeemed, but self-inflicted sins cannot be escaped. Liu Deren, today is your death day.

"What do you intend to do? Fairy, why do you ask when you already know the answer? Have you forgotten what you and your brother did to me back then?"

The Deadly Book said through gritted teeth, "Today I will capture you alive, and then... hahaha, then I will train you to be my **slave**."

"Jiu'er, wait a moment, your master will hold him off from the front. You control Qingyu and Qinglan and act when the opportunity arises. Fight if you can win. If you can't win, escape quickly and don't worry about your master!"

Although she was confident in dealing with this Liu fellow, she still had to prepare for the worst.

"Master's wife, I won't leave! I want to stay and help you!"

Xie Wenjie said firmly.

Liang Wanqing felt a warmth in her heart, cupped Xie Wenjie's head and pressed a deep kiss on his forehead, her eyes full of tenderness: "Silly boy, you must listen to your master's wife. If there is any danger, leave. Only if you leave will your master's wife have a way to escape."

The Deadly Scholar wasn't in a hurry. He just happened to be passing by today and unexpectedly ran into his old enemy. So, he secretly made some arrangements and finally trapped Liang Wanqing.

This Five Rams Trapping Tiger Formation was just to buy time; the real killer move should have taken effect by now, right?

"Hmm," Liang Wanqing suddenly let out a soft moan, her face flushed, and a glint of lust flashed in her eyes. Her expression became extremely tense, and she cried out in shock and anger, "Liu Deren! You... what have you done?"

"Haha, Liang Wanqing, just surrender obediently!"

Liu Deren revealed a triumphant smile: "Do you know? You've already been poisoned by the Dragon's Lust that I went through so much trouble to obtain. Haha..."

Hearing Liu Deren's words, Liang Wanqing's eyes turned ashen; she was filled with despair! Her delicate body, poisoned by the lustful drug, trembled uncontrollably, and she swayed and fell to the ground.

Xie Wenjie quickly reached out to support Liang Wanqing's body, pulling her hot, limp form into his arms. Looking at her flushed, alluring face, he couldn't help but ask, dumbfounded, "Master's wife, what's wrong?"

Suddenly, a strong, masculine aura emanated from her, causing Liang Wanqing's heart to flutter. A soft moan escaped her lips as she felt a surge of heat between her legs. She hadn't expected to climax in her husband's young apprentice's arms. Was this some kind of karmic entanglement?

Xie Wenjie placed an antidote pill into his master's wife's mouth. While it wouldn't completely neutralize the aphrodisiac, it would suppress it for a moment.

A glimmer of clarity flashed in Liang Wanqing's eyes. Instinctively, she tried to push Xie Wenjie away, but her body was weak and her legs were too sore to maintain their balance before she collapsed back into his arms, practically throwing herself into his embrace.

Xie Wenjie once again embraced his master's wife's soft waist, holding her tightly in his arms, and anxiously asked, "Is the Flood Dragon's Lust a divine substance?"

"Didn't you smell the strange fragrance around us? The Flood Dragon's Lust! A potent aphrodisiac that terrifies every cultivator and demon in the cultivation world! Those afflicted not only suffer from burning lust, but also lose all their magical power before they can be cured, without even a chance to self-destruct. This time, my master's wife is doomed, but it has implicated my little man..."

His master's wife, Liang Wanqing, murmured, stroking Xie Wenjie's handsome face.

The Flood Dragon's Lust? This fragrance is the Flood Dragon's Lust? Why didn't I smell it? Could it be because of the Dragon Essence Pill? A glint of light flashed in Xie Wenjie's eyes as he conceived an idea: "I've got it!"

Outside the formation, the deadly scholar Liu Deren, seeing Liang Wanqing and that pretty boy so intimately embracing and enjoying themselves, initially darkened his expression, his eyes flashing with murderous intent. Then, a surge of joy washed over him; the scene clearly indicated that the two were deeply poisoned, leaving them completely at his mercy. He took out a dark green waist token and pressed it against the light barrier, creating a passage just wide enough for one person to pass through: "Tsk tsk, Fairy Wanqing, this old man has come to save you!"

"Liu Deren, you want me. Please let this child go."

Liang Wanqing tried to persuade Liu Deren to release Xie Wenjie…

Had her master's wife compromised? Xie Wenjie's eyes turned cold, and his arms tightened involuntarily. Liang Wanqing felt her full breasts pressing tightly against Xie Wenjie's not-so-broad chest, and instinctively wrapped her arms around his waist.

This scene ignited Liu Deren's burning jealousy. His murderous intent was undisguised as he chuckled, "Have you forgotten? My love is about eliminating the root of the problem, even if it's a completely unrelated weed!"

Clearly, he wasn't going to let Xie Wenjie go.

Xie Wenjie, however, was delighted, for he realized that the closer he got to his master's wife, the more intense Liu Deren's rage and murderous intent became. He reached out and grabbed Ran Wanqing's shapely, plump arm. The sudden attack caused Liang Wanqing to involuntarily let out a soft moan, "Oh, Jiu'er..."

Her entire body writhed like a snake, wanting to squeeze into Xie Wenjie's arms. Her small hands groped and caressed Xie Wenjie's body, completely on the verge of losing control.

"You're courting death!"

Completely enraged, the extraordinary scholar Liu Deren could no longer suppress his murderous intent. His five claws curved like hooks, and he swiftly reached for Xie Wenjie's neck. He intended to snap his neck with his own hands, without even using a trace of magic. When he was less than ten feet away from Xie Wenjie, he saw Xie Wenjie actually smile at him, a smile full of pity and mockery.

Was he mocking him?

A mere Golden Core cultivator, unable to use a single ounce of magic power and afflicted by the Dragon Poison, was actually showing pity and mockery towards him, pity and mockery towards a Nascent Soul cultivator! Did he have some kind of trump card? Just as Liu Deren was about to unleash his magic weapon, he saw Xie Wenjie holding a dark bow, nocking an arrow. Although the bow was only slightly drawn, the pale white arrowhead sent chills down Liu Deren's spine. He had a feeling that if he were hit by this arrow, the consequences would be unimaginable.

"You're not poisoned?"

Liu Deren exclaimed in disbelief, his voice filled with shock and fear. The reason was simple: this Dragon Poison could easily poison even a Mahayana cultivator, let alone a mere Golden Core cultivator. Most importantly, the bow and arrow in Xie Wenjie's hand could easily kill him!

This previously insignificant figure now possessed the power to kill him! He had been provoking him, trying to lower his guard and make him lose his composure.

Could he really dodge at a distance of ten zhang?

The situation reversed, and Xie Wenjie smiled victoriously, releasing his grip.

"Whoosh!" The bowstring of the God-Slaying Bow trembled, and the dragon-bone arrow shot out like a god. In an instant, the sky and earth changed color, the mountains trembled, and a faint dragon's roar echoed.

Liu Deren's face was ashen. He hurriedly released a circular shield magic artifact, desperately channeling his magic power to increase the shield's defensive power as much as possible, but it was too late.

He was completely unprepared. If he had been prepared, he wouldn't have chosen to withstand the attack head-on; dodging would have been the wisest choice, at least giving him a better chance of survival.

With Liu Deren's magic power amplifying it, the shield shone brightly, but it was utterly vulnerable before the God-Slaying Bow. The dragon-bone arrow pierced through the shield like a piece of paper, shattering it into pieces.

A bloodcurdling scream rang out, and Liu Delong completely disintegrated, vanishing into the world without a trace.

It seemed something remained, but it was no longer important, for Xie Wenjie had more important matters to attend to!

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The protagonist is about to lose his virginity. A mature woman trains a virgin.

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Chapter 15 The Master's Wife's Baptism

Although it was his first time killing, Xie Wenjie felt no psychological burden. He was a man with an extremely strong possessive nature, and in his still-developing understanding, there was only one outcome for such a scumbag who dared to lay a hand on his woman—to kill him without hesitation! Besides, in his many years of training in the Ten Thousand Demon Cave, he had killed no fewer than a thousand demonic beasts. Killing was something he was already used to! Although this creature was a bit special!

Meanwhile, on the other side, Master's wife Liang Wanqing lay half-reclined on the grass beside Xie Wenjie. Due to the potent effects of the Dragon's Lust drug, the beautiful master was burning with unbearable desire. Her face was flushed, her eyes hazy, her lips slightly parted, and she breathed heavily, her brows and eyes brimming with lust. Her clothes were half-open, revealing glimpses of her breasts, and her small, white hands were not idle. One hand kneaded her proud, full breasts, while the other wandered between her lower abdomen and legs… she was indescribably lewd and alluring.

She longed for a huge, hard rod to enter her body, to fiercely satisfy the unbearable emptiness within her. But she had to endure, endure, and endure some more! Because the man in her heart was fighting, and she couldn't let him be distracted by her! Fortunately, due to her special constitution, her resistance to the drug far surpassed that of ordinary people. Even the domineering Dragon's Lust could not cloud her judgment or plunge her into the abyss of desire. Finally, with that earth-shattering, soul-stirring arrow, the battle ended...

"Oh... Little Nine..."

She eagerly extended a warm invitation to him!

Xie Wenjie looked at the voluptuous and stunningly beautiful master's wife before him. Her face, as beautiful as a flower, was as vibrant as a flame. Her watery eyes opened and closed intermittently, as if they might drip water at any moment. Her delicate nose was heavy with breath, and her cherry-like mouth uttered

soft moans. Her face was as rosy as the sunset, and her cheeks as red as flames! He couldn't help but shudder with excitement. When fighting the enemy earlier, Xie Wenjie had focused all his attention on Liu Deren. Although he had a warm and soft body in his arms and occasionally took advantage of her, he felt no lust. He had only one thought in his mind—to kill the man before him.

Now that the danger had passed, his attention naturally returned to the charming and dignified master's wife before him.

"Master's wife," Xie Wenjie's whole body was burning hot, his eyes were bloodshot, and his chest pounded like a drum. Faced with such intense sensory stimulation, the desire that had been temporarily suppressed during the battle quickly reignited within him, instantly spreading throughout his body.

He instinctively bent down, slowly moving to his master's wife's side. His hands, not particularly large, slowly reached out towards her body, finally placing trembling hands on her hot, delicate form.

"Oh... Little Jiu'er, no... here... hold me..."

His master's wife twisted her fiery body, nestled against Xie Wenjie.

Feeling the fragrant, soft body in his arms, smelling the delicate, orchid-like scent emanating from her, seeing her rosy cheeks, alluring eyes, and the skin beneath her disheveled clothes, Xie Wenjie's heart pounded faster and faster. The hot breath he exhaled almost scalded his lips, and his already erect penis grew even stronger, creating a large tent in his crotch.

"Hmm," the beautiful master's wife suddenly felt a hot, hard object firmly embedded in her round, pert arm. As someone who had been there before, she naturally knew what it was. Liang Wanqing felt her already weak and powerless body tremble violently.

"Hiss, so...so hard...so big...so hot..."

Liang Wanqing took a deep breath, biting her lip to suppress the turmoil in her heart. Suddenly, she turned around and stared intently at Xie Wenjie with her alluring eyes, which seemed to be dripping with moisture, asking, "Jiu'er, do you like your master's wife?"

Before giving herself to him, she needed to ascertain the boy's attitude towards her.

"Ah? I...of course I like her! You are my master's wife, of course I like my master's wife!"

Xie Wenjie quickly said, the tent that had been pressing against his master's wife's buttocks now standing in mid-air due to her deliberate avoidance.

An ambiguous answer naturally didn't satisfy Liang Wanqing. She reached out and wrapped her arms around Xie Wenjie's neck, pouting and protesting, "What I mean is... are you interested in your master's wife? Like... like..."

Liang Wanqing shyly buried her face in Xie Wenjie's arms, saying in an almost inaudible voice, "Like you like you like your senior sister Xiao'er?"

In that instant, Xie Wenjie's heart stopped beating, his mind exploded. His master's wife's words completely terrified this innocent young man. He swallowed hard and subconsciously said, "I like you, I... I like my master's wife, I want her to be my woman. But... but..."

"What a fool!"

His master's wife's sexy, soft body lay in Xie Wenjie's arms like a docile kitten, her slender fingers gently tapping his forehead. "You're usually so smart, how come you've become so confused? Don't you know your master's wife's feelings?"

"But master's wife, I... I..." Xie Wenjie naturally knew her feelings for him, but she was, after all, his master's wife.

"I'm doing this willingly!"

Master's wife Liang Wanqing said softly. "Besides, Master's wife is poisoned by lust, aren't you willing to help her detoxify? Do you want Master's wife to go find that Liu guy?"

Hearing this, Xie Wenjie reflexively hugged Master's wife Liang Wanqing tightly, his hot, thick penis pressing firmly against her flat stomach. "No! Master's wife is mine!"

A triumphant smile appeared on Liang Wanqing's lips. At the same time, she felt increasingly unable to suppress the lustful poison within her. She gently pushed Xie Wenjie away and peeled off her robes one by one, revealing her mature and perfect body to Xie Wenjie. The black underwear she wore made her crystal-clear skin look so white and tender, so alluring.

"Jiu'er, my little lover, today I will let you complete your transformation from boy to man under Master's wife's service!"

Master's wife said seductively and wantonly.

What a tempting thing to say! Because these words came from that mature and alluring mouth, so many people would gladly serve as slaves for her, yet could not obtain them: "Come, my Jiu'er, come and receive the baptism of your beloved master's wife! You will become a real man!"

The master's wife continued to utter a soft, seductive sound.

Since the master's wife had said so, what could Xie Wenjie say? He couldn't refuse! He absolutely couldn't refuse!

"From today onwards, I am your woman. Let me feel your strong body, feel your powerful thrusts! Fill your master's wife's emptiness with your big cock!"

Xie Wenjie felt his blood boiling. His eyes were fixed on the alluring and sexy master's wife before him. He suddenly stepped forward and tightly embraced the master's wife, who had undressed. His hands gripped her waist tightly, so tightly that his fingers dug deep into her soft waist.

With a soft moan, a strange pleasure coursed through her body like an electric current. She nestled into Xie Wenjie's arms, her cheeks flushed and her eyes glazed. Her lips, as sensual as rose petals, parted slightly, seemingly welcoming Xie Wenjie's exploration and sucking.

Xie Wenjie couldn't resist lowering his head and kissing those sensual lips. His teacher's wife tightly kissed his lips, her small, fragrant tongue, like a nimble snake, exploring his mouth, gently teasing his gums. Finally, their tongues intertwined, inseparable. Holding her so tightly, Xie Wenjie could clearly feel his teacher's wife, Liang Wanqing's, ample breasts pressing against his chest. He felt as if he had fallen into a soft ball of cotton; the feeling was simply wonderful. His hand, which had been around her waist, suddenly slid down and pressed against her round, firm, full buttocks, giving them a firm squeeze.

Wow, that feeling was so incredibly pleasurable! It was so plump and bouncy, every pinch was pure, unforgettable pleasure. Each squeeze made his teacher's wife let out a soft moan, and every time Xie Wenjie heard that moan, he felt an urge to immediately mount her.

Suddenly, Xie Wenjie's hands slipped inside his teacher's wife's panties, freely caressing and kneading her round, pert buttocks. His right middle finger even traced the groove along her buttocks... Huh? Xie Wenjie felt his middle finger moving back and forth, seemingly touching a warm, already soaking wet spot. Every time he touched that spot, his teacher's wife would let out a loud moan, followed by a look of pleasure and wantonness on her face. Xie Wenjie's middle finger wanted to slide freely into her crevice, but she slapped it away. Her jade-like face flushed red, and she said in a soft voice, "Jiu'er, my man, I can't... I can't hold back anymore!"

Hearing this, Xie Wenjie felt a surge of excitement. He lifted his teacher's wife up and gently placed her on the soft grass.

Lying there, her jade-like body held a hint of allure. Her open lips evoked images of certain parts of her body, but what stood out most were her proudly erect breasts, rising and falling with her rapid breathing—so eye-catching, so sexy, making one want to pounce on them and knead them roughly.

His master's wife's legs twisted and turned incessantly, her delicate lips slightly parted, emitting soft and alluring moans. A beautiful, charming, mature, and sexy woman lay almost naked before him, moaning softly. What normal man could resist? Especially a pure, innocent virgin? So Xie Wenjie pounced on her like a tiger, his body pressing down on her, his hands roughly tearing off her bra.

Instantly, a pair of large, trembling breasts appeared before him. The round, full, snow-white breasts were like two large bowls inverted on his master's wife's chest, the two rosy nipples unusually hard. This was his master's wife's body! Xie Wenjie never dreamed that this body, which originally belonged only to his master Tian Xingzi, would be so right before him, and at his mercy.

Xie Wenjie buried his head deeply between his teacher's wife's breasts, opening his mouth to suck on one of her firm, pink nipples, while stroking and kneading the other with one hand.

"Oh, Jiu'er... be gentle... don't bite... um..." A lightning-fast, stimulating pleasure surged through his teacher's wife's body, and her temporarily suppressed lust finally broke free, causing her to let out a wanton moan, "Jiu'er, let your teacher serve you!"

Liang Wanqing said, flipping Xie Wenjie over so that she was on top.

Although Liang Wanqing was burning with desire, and her lower body was unbearably itchy, wishing she could immediately strip Xie Wenjie naked and stuff his large penis inside to relieve the itch, she still managed to restrain herself with great willpower. She kissed Xie Wenjie's forehead, face, and earlobes, trying to be as gentle as possible, afraid of frightening the young virgin who had just turned fifteen.

Her hands slowly removed Xie Wenjie's clothes, her tongue licking his body like a nimble snake. When the last piece of clothing covering Xie Wenjie's body was gently removed, her eyes, filled with lust, shone even brighter, almost dripping with moisture. She couldn't help but exclaim, "Ah, so big!"

Trembling, she reached out and grabbed the imposing, proud member before her, like a raging horse or a hungry dragon. Her slender fingers couldn't close properly, so she had to use both hands, caressing it with affection. "So hard! So hot! Jiu'er, you're a real man!"

Liang Wanqing planted a hard kiss on Xie Wenjie's cheek.

"Hiss!" Xie Wenjie gasped, a surge of unprecedented pleasure rushing to his brain, leaving him momentarily blank, disoriented.

"What a precocious little devil!"

The master's wife giggled lasciviously. "Hehe, oh dear, it's gotten even bigger!"

After being kneaded and slid by the master's wife's soft, smooth hands, the already hot, thick, and firm pink shaft was now throbbing with veins, wagging its tail arrogantly. The round, large, crimson glans was furious and ferocious, brimming with murderous intent, as if it wanted to devour someone.

Suddenly, the master's wife stood up with a lewd laugh and gently, slowly, pulled down her black underpants, which were already soaked with her own juices.

In that instant, Xie Wenjie's eyes widened in shock. His teacher's wife, Liang Wanqing, gave him a coquettish glance, then straddled him, her legs spread wide. She reached out her delicate white hand and grasped his already rock-hard, vein-bulging penis, involuntarily stroking it gently. Adjusting the angle, she positioned the large, red glans, bigger than an egg, at the entrance of her already overflowing vagina, and slowly sat down, inserting two-thirds of her shaft into her alluring petals.

"Oh, so big…so full,"

his teacher's wife groaned with satisfaction.

Xie Wenjie felt his swollen, almost bursting penis tightly enveloped by a warm, moist passage, as if countless tender flesh were constantly writhing and squeezing around it.

"Oh... Master's wife... you're so tight, so comfortable..."

Master's wife Liang Wanqing hadn't experienced the pleasures of love between men and women for over ten years. Although she had given birth and possessed the body of a cultivator, she still felt a little uncomfortable being penetrated by Xie Wenjie's terrifyingly large member. Fortunately, she was poisoned by aphrodisiacs and her vagina was full of lustful fluids... Master's wife leaned down and gently kissed Xie Wenjie, saying shyly, "Little Jiu'er, your rod is so big, it's almost bursting Master's wife's vagina!"

Although Xie Wenjie was a complete virgin, he understood what Master's wife meant by that. He couldn't help but proudly thrust his hips forward, pushing the remaining portion of his rod that hadn't been fully taken into Master's wife's vagina inside.

"Ah! That hurts!"

Caught off guard by Xie Wenjie's sudden attack, the mistress felt as if her womb, which carried her precious daughter Zhou Xiao'er, had been pierced by the boy's large penis. She couldn't help but punch the young man several times: "You little rascal... don't move, let your mistress do it herself..."

"Hehe," Xie Wenjie chuckled foolishly, letting his mistress manipulate him.

The mistress's legs tightly gripped the boy's waist, her large, firm buttocks swaying up and down, her full breasts bobbing accordingly, her two firm, erect, pink, and tender nipples particularly alluring.

"Oh, mistress!"

Xie Wenjie was extremely excited, never expecting that a woman's service could be so pleasurable and stimulating, simply indescribable. As his master's wife's tight, warm vagina, hidden beneath her dark pubic hair, swallowed and released his large penis, her pink, tender flesh churned with each thrust, and streams of warm, lustful fluid gushed from her vagina... This lewd scene nearly caused Xie Wenjie to ejaculate prematurely, but fortunately, his body had been enhanced by the Dragon Essence Pill, making him exceptionally well-endowed. Although he lacked experience, he managed to hold back.

"Master's wife, your vagina is so tight and hot!"

Xie Wenjie gasped, unable to contain his excitement. "Ah, inside... it feels like there's a little mouth biting me! Oh, it feels so good..."

"Oh... you little rascal... quickly touch your master's breasts," his master's wife moaned unconsciously, her body heaving, her mind blank. This feeling of being completely filled was something she had never experienced before. The friction from the boy's large penis entering and exiting her vagina, which was completely filled, deeply stimulated her heart.

"Ah, so good. Little Jiu'er, move a little too, oh, it's in again." Gradually, under Xie Wenjie's thrusting, the usually dignified and virtuous master's wife became increasingly wanton. Her expression was extremely charming and wanton, sometimes frowning and sometimes biting her lips. The master's wife's moans grew louder and louder, and her hair, which was originally coiled at the back of her head, was also scattered, flying up and down with the master's wife's movements.

The unrestrained moans and cries of spring stimulated Xie Wenjie, who was his disciple, to an extreme degree. He held the master's wife's slender waist with both hands and thrust his waist upward with force, so that his unusually large penis penetrated the master's wife's flower core deeply with each thrust.

"Ah, no... I can't take it anymore... I'm tired, you... you come on top." The master's wife, Liang Wanqing, who was riding on Xie Wenjie's body, suddenly lay weakly on his chest. Her swollen and full breasts were squeezed flat by Xie Wenjie's strong chest.

Xie Wenjie grabbed his beautiful female teacher and flipped her over, pinning her beneath him. The superior position of his "teacher's wife" filled him with a sense of conquest, his hips involuntarily rising and falling. His enormous penis thrust in and out of her honeyed depths, reaching the very bottom and drawing out streams of lustful fluid.

"Ah, I'm...I'm coming!"

Nearing her breaking point, the beautiful female teacher arched her plump buttocks, desperately arching upwards, her legs clamping tightly around Xie Wenjie's waist. Her head swayed wildly, her mouth open, panting and moaning incessantly.

"Oh, harder...oh...Little Jiu'er, quick...faster, fuck me harder...oh..."

With a high-pitched moan, her mature body arched upwards, a warm torrent surging within her as the invading, enormous penis surged.

"Oh...Teacher's wife, I...I'm going to pee!"

Assaulted by his master's wife's surging tide, Xie Wenji thrust a hundred or so times, then felt a numbness in his waist as a powerful, scalding, sticky stream of semen poured deep into her body.

"Ah, I'm coming again!"

The fiery semen brought his master's wife, who had just climaxed, to another peak of desire. After their climax, the two embraced tightly, their naked bodies trembling, gently caressing each other.

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