[Fantasy] The Amorous Emperor (Complete) - 7-9

Chapter Fifty: Jade Plum's Passion

Under the bright sunshine, Li Feiyu sat comfortably in the garden, surrounded by several maids, enjoying their gentle service. Last night, the women, newly married, beamed with happiness, their eyes filled with tenderness as they looked at Li Feiyu, their service bringing him immense pleasure. Beneath him, a beautiful young woman murmured, sucking and licking his lips, her cherry-like mouth completely filled with his massive member. His soft tongue licked and sucked at the tip. He embraced two other maids, reaching into their clothes, lifting their bodice, and kneading their tender breasts. Li Feiyu felt this was the life he desired. What were the chivalrous heroes or martial emperors compared to this pleasure? He couldn't understand why so many martial arts fanatics remained unmarried, obsessed with training. There were plenty of beautiful women in the world; if he had two choices—a martial emperor or a flower emperor—he would definitely choose the latter.

"Pah! You little rascal, doing such a thing in broad daylight! Put your clothes on!" It was Zhao Yumei, dressed in a short gauze skirt that revealed her beautiful legs, standing at the garden gate not far away, her face flushed with embarrassment as she turned away. She couldn't believe he was doing such a thing in broad daylight, without worrying about being seen. Alas, it was all because her household had very few men; the servants were all carefully selected women of various ages. In her mind, women were more reliable than men.

This shout startled several already shy maids, who hurriedly straightened their clothes, but Li Feiyu pressed them down tightly, forcing down the maids who were about to lift their heads. His massive member penetrated even deeper into the girls' cherry-like mouths, their faces flushed, and they swallowed even more vigorously, finding the stimulation exciting.

Seeing that he didn't move, Zhao Yumei snorted, "You… the Emperor summons you to the palace, and the two adopted daughters the Princess Consort took in, your older and younger sisters, have returned. Why aren't you out yet!"

Li Feiyu was stunned. He had an older sister? How come he didn't know? He looked at Zhao Yumei with a puzzled expression.

Zhao Yumei, seemingly oblivious to his confusion, guessed his suspicions and said, "Your older sister is named Zhao Yu, and she has a younger sister named Zhao Xian'er. Their father was one of the Ten Great Martial Emperors of the Jianghu Heaven and Earth Alliance, but he was killed while trying to save your father. His two daughters were adopted by the Princess, but they have their own sects, so they rarely come here. Why don't you get up quickly, or they'll laugh at you!"

Li Feiyu pouted and said, "Is she a beauty? If not, I won't bother going!"

"You!" Zhao Yumei was completely enraged, shouting, "Is beauty the only thing on your mind? Do you think I won't speak to you if I'm not a beauty?"

Li Feiyu smiled awkwardly, after all, she was very concerned about him. He stood up, pulled up his pants in front of her, walked up to Zhao Yumei, and with a grin, put his arm around her waist, saying, "Aunt Zhao, how can you say I'm not a beauty? You don't know you've almost bewitched me!"

Zhao Yumei gently pushed him away, still shocked by his enormous erection that had just been displayed in front of her, her face turning pale. Hong's heart pounded. This was the first time she had ever seen a man's genitals, and she was somewhat distracted. Listening to Li Feiyu's teasing, she gently scolded him, but her anger melted away with his praise. She let him hold her and said with a light reproach, "You're so good at talking! Don't say such frivolous things in the future! Your sisters are very beautiful, not much less so than these women. Why don't you go see them sooner or later?!"

Li Feiyu laughed and said, "I'll see them sooner or later, there's no rush. Aunt Zhao, where have you been the other day? Do you know how much I missed you?"

"Go away! How could you miss me? I know someone was having a great time, seeing several women in just a few days! It's better that you didn't go. I'm worried that they won't feel safe here after seeing your frivolity!" Zhao Yumei was very indignant at his absurdity.

The maids watched the two bickering. They had never seen the stern and strong-willed housekeeper Zhao like this before. They lowered their heads, suppressing their laughter. Seeing Aunt Zhao, who was usually so cold and aloof, letting her mistress take advantage of her, they wondered if she had fallen for him too! They couldn't help but look at their mistress. He was strong and muscular, with a handsome and charming face. His golden hair exuded a noble air. His smile captivated them. The maids were mesmerized.

Li Feiyu was certain she was jealous, so he pulled her into his arms, whispered in her ear, "Aunt Zhao, please don't be angry with me, okay? In my eyes, you are so beautiful. Wouldn't it be a great sin for me to make you angry? I love you, and I want to have you every moment!" After saying that, he carefully examined her. She was beautiful, not stunningly gorgeous, but still exceptionally so. She had a hot figure, on par with Leng Youyou. If Leng Youyou was alluring, she was the allure of a strong woman. Even the unintentional flirtatious smile she gave him would make his blood boil.

Zhao Yumei's heart was churning with turbulent emotions at his tender yet domineering words. She collapsed weakly into his arms, feeling his yearning gaze. She propped herself up, turned her head away, and said coldly, "What nonsense are you spouting! Do you think I'm just some woman you can play with? If you weren't a prince, would I serve you so diligently? Don't even dream about it!" She didn't know when it started, but she had always treated him like a son since childhood. His strangely rapid growth made her anxious and curious, a curiosity that kept her constantly thinking about him and paying attention to him. His handsome, alluring image was firmly etched in her heart. She felt sweetness when he said those flirtatious words, and secretly annoyed when she saw him with other women. She realized she was being a little too concerned, so she went out on business to clear her head. Unexpectedly, those days away made her absent-minded and even more preoccupied with him.

Li Feiyu ignored her cold tone, holding her tightly and saying, "How could that be! The Aunt Zhao in my heart is a woman who loves and cares for me. Your charming smile tells me that you love me, which is why I spoke up regardless of the consequences!"

"You're talking nonsense!" Zhao Yumei's tone was no longer cold. She couldn't believe his shamelessness. She said shyly, "That's only because the Princess treats me well. I treat you well because I consider you a junior!"

"So what if you're a junior?!" Li Feiyu smiled wickedly, "I don't care about a woman's status once I've set my sights on her! Aunt Zhao, I know you have concerns, but why should you care about worldly opinions? Nothing is more important than your own happiness!"

"Sigh!" Zhao Yumei sighed, her eyes filled with a mixture of surprise, confusion, and infatuation as she looked at Li Feiyu. She reached out her smooth, white hands to stroke his handsome face, saying, "My dear, you certainly deserve to be my man if you think like this. But I can't betray the Princess. She treats me like a sister, how can I… Please let me have some peace and quiet."

Li Feiyu knew he couldn't push her too far, and confidently replied, "I got my mother's approval!" In his entire life, whether in his past or present, there had never been a woman he couldn't conquer.

"No! Don't tell the Princess yet!" She then kissed Li Feiyu on the cheek, turned away from his embrace, and said, "Let me have some peace and quiet! Oh, and you should go to the palace quickly! The Emperor has sent a decree, you must go!"

Li Feiyu touched his face, looking at Zhao Yumei's somewhat absent-minded expression, and shook his head with a smile. This silly woman!

The maids were somewhat shocked, for they had personally witnessed their master conquer the steward, and the steward had fallen for him. Although he was still somewhat confused, it was only a matter of time before he became his woman.

Chapter Fifty-One: The Holy Maiden Aunt

. In the Imperial Study of the Palace, Emperor Li Jin respectfully addressed a stunningly beautiful woman veiled in white, exuding an aura of purity and innocence. This beautiful woman was the Holy Maiden of the Li family, Li Chen's younger sister, and Li Feiyu's aunt.

Li Lianyi looked at her sister's man with a complex and melancholic gaze, her voice sweet yet cold as she said, "The family elders' council has decided to bestow upon Li Feiyu the title of Qitian King, and to pass the throne to him in five years!" Thinking of her nephew, whom she had only met briefly, a warm feeling welled up inside her. Her elder brother's son was very endearing, but she hadn't seen him for six years while she was in seclusion. She wondered how he was doing. According to the Ice Phoenix Palace Master, he seemed extraordinary and would be the revivalist of their family! Her elder brother only had this son, the only direct descendant of the family in this generation. He was truly fortunate. She didn't know why she felt a strange attachment to that child.

Li Jin was shocked. He hadn't expected the family to decide to pass the throne to his nephew, who had undergone a physical mutation. He was originally a collateral descendant of the Li family, but he entered the family's inner circle after winning the heart of the patriarch's daughter, Li Yiyi. Because of his outstanding abilities, and because the direct descendants disdained the throne, he became the emperor. Thinking of his Empress Li Yiyi, a sharp pain shot through his heart. Her magnanimity and beauty were unmatched by any other woman; several of his concubines had been chosen by her. Since her departure, no matter how outstanding his abilities, his status within the family had declined. He had long been excluded from the family's cabinet meetings. Looking at this woman who bore a resemblance to his wife, he knew she disliked him somewhat. He lowered his head, a hint of dejection in his voice, and said, "I understand." At this moment, he lacked the regal bearing of an emperor, appearing merely as a dejected man. Moreover, he knew that the so-called emperor was a joke before truly powerful figures. Those martial arts masters could manipulate events with a flick of their wrists, disdaining those who ruled territories yet possessed no real power.

Li Lianyi glanced at the man in his dragon robe, exuding nobility yet displaying a desolate expression, and sighed inwardly, "Sister, why did you marry him if you didn't love him? Was it merely for cultivating the 'Record of Forgetfulness'?" You asked me to tell him you were dead but were secretly cultivating the "Love's Sin" technique in the Tianshan Mountains, unaware that because of you, he mutilated himself to cultivate this vicious "Sunflower Manual." With her martial spirit cultivation, she could see that his body had lost most of its yang energy, and his Adam's apple was slowly disappearing. Because of this, the family decided to remove him from the throne. She turned around, her body as light as willow smoke drifting away. As the family

's holy maiden, she couldn't act on emotion; some secrets were best kept hidden forever. After Li Lianyi left, Li Jin frowned slightly. Why did the family allow the next generation's only direct descendant to inherit the throne this time, instead of sending him to the Central Continent, where powerful figures abounded, for training? In his memory, the family usually sent their most talented members to the Seven Star Divine Martial Academy in the Seven Star Empire of the Central Continent for training, not to this highly authoritative but mundane imperial position. He knew that on this continent, the most powerful person wasn't the emperor, but the family elders who controlled the country. Unless a martial god was bored and wanted power, no one could interfere with such a powerful figure.

"Summon the son of the Carefree King to an audience!" The master of ceremonies unleashed a powerful wave of sound, sending a tremendous sonic boom through the air.

Li Feiyu, clad in a white brocade robe, strode in with an imposing air. Looking at the assembled officials and Emperor Li Jin, who sat high above him, his eyes gleamed, lost in thought. He stood ramrod straight in the center of the court, exuding a noble and powerful aura, and said, "Greetings, Imperial Uncle!"

The court officials, seeing the Emperor summon such an extraordinary young man to the court, and hearing that he was the son of the Carefree King, began to murmur amongst themselves. Wasn't he supposed to be a ten or twelve-year-old fool? How did he suddenly become such a handsome young man? Many had witnessed him being struck by lightning years ago. As for his failure to bow to the Emperor, no one said anything. If he truly was the son of the Carefree King, then the status of a direct descendant of the Li family was far higher than that of Emperor Li Jin. Most of these officials represented their respective families and were well aware of the power dynamics within their clans. Two gazes were particularly sharp. Standing at the head of the civil officials was Prime Minister Cao Wenzhong, Cao Yingying's father. He had cultivated the Dao of Nature for many years, but due to family affairs, his cultivation had stalled at the Martial Saint stage. It was precisely this profound, refined air that drew people in. He secretly admired Li Feiyu, moved by Li Feiyu's unique charisma. On the other side, the military official, Grand Tutor Hong Wanshan, also looked at Li Feiyu with a smile, but a hint of ruthlessness flashed in his eyes. His ambition wouldn't allow such a genius to suddenly appear in the Li family. It was that ruthlessness that Li Feiyu, with his immense soul power, noticed. A slightly wicked smile appeared on his lips. He had thought the court was entirely under the Li family's control? It turned out that the Great Han Empire was controlled by four major families: the Li family, the Cao family, the Hong family, and the Qin family. These four families were led by the Li family, and even the other three families obeyed the Li family, but this command had limits; it couldn't harm their family interests.

Besides the officials and civil servants all looking at Li Feiyu, a woman secretly watched him from behind the curtain in the court, her gaze filled with disbelief and a hint of shyness. Li Lianyi sat behind the curtain, looking at the handsome Li Feiyu. She couldn't believe that the twelve-year-old Li Feiyu had become a handsome seventeen or eighteen-year-old boy. His charming smile made her heart pound. This handsome face was so similar to the face that inexplicably appeared in her dreams so often, even down to the appearance. After she turned ten, that face frequently appeared in her dreams. She had thought it was just a strange dream, but now she encountered it again. At the same time, the Ice Phoenix True Qi she cultivated was stirring restlessly. What was going on? Looking at Li Feiyu, could he possess the legendary Heavenly Yang Thunder Qi physique? Legend has it that the "Ice Phoenix Technique" was created by a Heavenly Emperor Martial Ancestor and practiced by his wife. Cultivating this true energy was for dual cultivation with the Heavenly Emperor, and it was particularly sensitive to those with a Heavenly Yang Body. Only by obtaining Heavenly Yang Essence could the "Ice Phoenix Technique" be mastered. Considering that the Ice Phoenix Palace Master was a master of the Li family, yet stuck at the peak of Martial Emperor for many years without progress, constantly burning with desire and suppressing it with Ice Phoenix True Energy, she couldn't help but believe it. Thinking of this, a blush appeared on her usually cold face, a unique allure that gave her a peculiar charm, easily arousing the flames of any man, though no one could appreciate it.

This was the first time Li Jin had seen Li Feiyu since he awoke. His flowing golden hair carried an air of nobility; handsome and majestic, unrestrained and free-spirited—what a dashing young man! From the moment the Heavenly General's divine lightning entered his body, Li Jin knew this imperial nephew would be extraordinary. He hadn't expected this extraordinary person to be so—truly a favored child of Heaven and Earth! He smiled and nodded, saying, "Nephew, no need for such formalities. I heard you've awakened, and I've been too busy with court affairs to notice. You've suffered! Proclaim the imperial decree!" The entire court immediately stopped their discussions and lowered their heads to listen.

Li Feiyu, hearing that an imperial decree was to be proclaimed, lowered his head to hide his expression. A cold smile curled at the corner of his lips. He hoped their arrangements would satisfy him; he had little interest in such family arrangements. The master of ceremonies opened the imperial decree and proclaimed, "By the grace of Heaven, the Emperor decrees: The son of the Carefree King, blessed by Heaven, possesses the Yang energy entering his body, a Martial Yang physique, and the mandate of Heaven. He is hereby conferred the title of King Qitian. He is worthy of Heaven's favor. Within the Great Cold Kingdom, seeing King Qitian is as seeing the Emperor himself; wherever he goes, all things submit. So be it!"

Silence! The entire court was shocked! They hadn't expected the Li family to grant him such immense power—to travel the heavens on behalf of the Emperor?

"Long live the Emperor! Long live the Emperor! Long live the Emperor!" The ministers bowed respectfully.

Li Feiyu frowned. What did this mean? Was this a test? To let those hostile families murder him, allowing him to grow rapidly? He could guess his family's intentions; they'd probably seen his recent absurd behavior. If it weren't for the fact that the person monitoring him was a woman, he would have killed her long ago. Since it was so interesting, why not accept the imperial decree? He raised his head, no need to hide his true nature, and laughed, "Interesting! Thank you for your kind decree!" In his heart, he held this imperial decree in utter contempt. Declaring an edict on behalf of Heaven? Even the Martial Ancestors couldn't do that, yet these emperors still called themselves Sons of Heaven. It seemed the emperors' arrogance was still the same as in ancient China. Li Feiyu just hadn't expected that he would soon enjoy the benefits of this status. In ancient times, the emperors of dynasties were different from those of today. In ancient times, the emperor's power was absolute. The martial arts world was seen as a desolate wilderness by the state. Sects served the state, and emperors were trained from childhood to possess the highest martial prowess. But now, the state can only control ordinary people. The martial arts world has its own domain; some areas are completely unmanaged by the state. Sects have their own territories and are no longer state territory.

Li Feiyu emerged from the court, extremely satisfied. He was not only bestowed the title of Qitian King, but also received the Qitian Mansion, said to be four or five times larger and far more luxurious than the current Xiaoyao King's Mansion. He was also given a hundred palace maids, five hundred guards, and inexhaustible wealth.

"You're my brother's son?" A sweet voice came from beside him, causing Li Feiyu to stop in his tracks as he stepped out of the palace gate. Unbeknownst to him, a graceful figure veiled in mist stood to his left, her delicate fragrance stimulating his senses.

Li Feiyu, stunned, turned to look at the woman, his gaze seemingly piercing her veil, fixed on her with a deep, melancholic look. Suddenly, he trembled, a mixture of pain and overwhelming emotion coursing through him. "Bing'er, is that you?" he cried.

"Bing'er? I'm not Bing'er, I'm... Lianyi..." Li Lianyi looked into Li Feiyu's deep eyes. Why? Why did he say "I'm not Bing'er" with such pain? Those deep eyes were filled with profound affection, and the fleeting hint of world-weariness made him seem like a lost traveler in the dead of night, unwilling to awaken, choosing to succumb to the darkness. No! Don't succumb, she cried out in her heart, but the words wouldn't come out, for tears streamed down her face. Who chose each other because of loneliness? Who jumped from the summit of Mount Hua to protect a love that transcends time? The jumbled memories swirled, the face in her dreams gradually becoming clear. Her name was Li Bing'er. After jumping from Mount Hua in a suicide pact, she was reincarnated, but lost her memories, becoming Li Lianyi. At this moment, she understood each other from his eyes, which seemed to have experienced countless reincarnations and were filled with vicissitudes .

"I'm sorry, I made a mistake!" He concealed the emotional fluctuations in his eyes, reverting to his charmingly enigmatic gaze.

Chapter Fifty-Two: The Taboo Between Aunt and Nephew . Li Feiyu

turned away, not wanting anyone to see the turmoil in his heart.

Tears streamed down Li Lianyi's beautiful, white face as she gazed at Li Feiyu, mesmerized. He had changed; he was no longer the playboy. The unintentional weariness made him even more captivating. She never expected to have transmigrated, never expected to be with him again, and never expected to become his aunt. But she only wanted to be in his arms; nothing else mattered.

She trembled, almost in disbelief, and said, "Is it Tang Yun? It's me, it's Bing'er! Your little darling! Your precious baby!"

Li Feiyu was shaken, feeling as if the world had stopped for a moment. He turned abruptly, looking at Li Lianyi, still incredulous.

"Yes! It's me! It's me!" Li Lianyi pulled back her veil, her face streaked with tears. Her memories returned completely; she knew she had been following in his footsteps all along. She threw herself into his arms. Li Feiyu

held the soft, fragrant body in his arms, gazing at her still beautiful face. He lowered his head, their eyes meeting in a deep, lingering connection. A longing that transcended time—who had held fast to each other? It turned out she hadn't betrayed him; the pain in his heart vanished.

Although her face was different from before, even more beautiful, that familiar gaze remained, filling Li Feiyu with excitement. His voice was slightly hoarse as he said, "Bing'er!" He then lowered his head and kissed her small lips. Her delicate tongue eagerly entered Li Feiyu's mouth, and he sucked on it passionately. Their tongues intertwined, and at that moment, they both wished they could merge into each other's bodies.

This happened just after the court session, and the entire court watched this scene in shock.

"Outrageous! Utterly outrageous!" Some officials couldn't bear to watch any longer. It was happening openly in broad daylight, and even in court. Some officials who had previously held a favorable impression of Li Feiyu saw their image plummet, but since Li Feiyu was now like the Heavenly King, they dared not express their dissatisfaction. Other officials, however, admired Li Feiyu's spirit of daring to love and hate, and privately inquired about the woman's identity. Li Jin, seeing this from afar, froze. He knew it was an aunt and niece. He took a deep breath, turned away, and pretended not to see anything. But those with a keen eye remembered. Hong Wanshan's eyes gleamed, and he sneered, "So you're just a lecherous scoundrel!"

After the kiss, their lips parted, and Li Lianyi gazed at him intently, saying, "Take me away, okay?"

Li Feiyu held her tightly, feeling her fragility. She always saw him as her support. She had said the same thing in his past life, but he hadn't had the power then. In this life, he vowed never to let her suffer any harm. Remembering how she had died for him, tears welled up in his eyes, but he suppressed them. He wouldn't allow himself to cry in front of her; he was her everything. He nodded, took her hand, and they boarded a carriage, heading towards the Prince's mansion.

In the Imperial Observatory, an old man with white hair sat with his eyes closed on a yin-yang wheel. Suddenly, he opened his eyes, his gaze burning with fiery light, and the yin-yang wheel beneath him spun, emitting light that illuminated the heavens. After a long while, the roulette wheel stopped, the flame in the old man's eyes slowly died down, and he spat out a mouthful of blood with a "pfft." He looked at the sky in horror and said in an aged voice, "The Eye of the Azure Dragon! The Eye of Asura!" He was born into the Great Cold Dynasty and was a renowned astrologer. He never imagined that he couldn't see through the fate of a prince who was still a minor. When he tried to glimpse the prince's destiny, the prince's fate opened two eyes filled with destruction, staring at him. That gaze deeply penetrated his soul, and those eyes reminded him of the legendary pupil technique—the Eye of Asura. What he didn't know was that a astrologer had already tried to calculate Li Feiyu's fate, but because his fate was too bizarre, they gave up and told the Li family ancestor that he was the one to restore the Li family. But it was all too late; that terrifying eye had created a mental tribulation within him. He looked much older and sighed, "The Azure Dragon has awakened, just as I predicted. The Azure Dragon has seized the throne, breaking the Four Symbols Formation of the Central Palace, and breaking it so easily. What caused all this?"

Not far from the old man, a white figure sat cross-legged. Upon closer inspection, it was a boy of twelve or thirteen, with sword-like features and a handsome appearance. However, even sitting, one could feel the soaring sword energy emanating from him, along with an icy aura that kept people at a distance. Sensing someone watching him, he looked at the old man and saw bloodstains on the old man's white beard. His pupils contracted, and he asked in a cold tone, "Are you alright?"

The old man shook his head, his voice bitter. This wasn't because the twelve-year-old boy was indifferent to him; on the contrary, the boy's question stirred the old man's heart. The boy's concern for him meant that he held a great place in the boy's heart. What made him bitter was the boy's fate. Every place has its king, the central position in the celestial secrets of this world, as seen by the celestial diviner. This young man should have been the central figure in the Great Cold Martial World. When the diviner calculated the young man's star position, he coughed up blood and only discerned a fraction of it. This young man was originally the master of the Ten Thousand Swords Palace, but six years ago, a great upheaval occurred in the palace. The young man's father died tragically, and his mother entrusted him to him before disappearing. At the age of six, he became this cold and aloof. Four years ago, his central position shifted, and he was destined to face a love tribulation with the Vermilion Bird. The old man didn't know who the Vermilion Bird was, but he knew that the Vermilion Bird already belonged to someone else. That domineering power wouldn't allow anyone to have any designs on him, and it was this power that easily overturned the central position. He looked at the young man and said, "Sword'er, tomorrow I will take you to the Central Continent. There is a powerful master there who will teach you how to become stronger. You will no longer be related to this place. When you have the power, come back and avenge your parents!"

The young man's eyes flickered, looking at the old man with a complex expression and a hint of sadness. He nodded and closed his eyes again to cultivate.

Li Feiyu, with Li Lianyi's slender waist in his arms, returned to the Xiaoyao Prince's Mansion. On the way, Li Lianyi leaned sweetly against him. The maids and servants, upon seeing her, bowed and looked at her curiously, all captivated by her beauty. They felt that only such a beautiful woman was worthy of the prince; in their hearts, the young prince was the best. Some of the younger maids, in particular, looked at Li Lianyi with envy.

"Master, you're back!" In Li Feiyu's courtyard, several maids were playing and laughing. Seeing Li Feiyu return with a stunningly beautiful woman, they quickly bowed.

Li Lianyi gently pinched his waist and said coquettishly, "The way those pretty girls look at you is off. You didn't eat them all, did you? Still the same old habit!" But judging from her expression, she wasn't truly angry; it seemed she was already used to Li Feiyu having many women.

Seeing Li Lianyi's jealous expression, devoid of her usual purity, Li Feiyu suddenly recalled the days he had spent training her in his past life. A flame rose within him, and he said, "Bing'er, you know you alone can't satisfy me. In this life, my abilities are more than ten times greater than in my past life. I could handle a hundred women at once without any problem. Didn't you say..."

"Don't talk nonsense, you rascal! You know I'm your aunt." After saying that, she looked at Li Feiyu with a deep, unsettling gaze. That gaze revealed that in her past life, under his tutelage, she had made love to him every day. Those passionate days were something she missed. She wanted him to possess her fiercely, regardless of the difference in their social status. Saying these words was merely out of shyness.

"Aunt!" Li Feiyu's heart trembled. He felt a surge of excitement, a burning passion within him. He felt as if a certain set of beliefs had been shattered in that instant—a breakdown of ethics, a breaking of taboos. Aunts, mothers, nieces, daughters, and even all the women in his family became objects of his fantasies. Suddenly, a powerful desire to conquer the women of his family arose within him, so sudden and so resolute. Just thinking of his mother's beautiful body made him hard. Although he had had feelings for her before, he had been hesitant. Perhaps it was the ethical values instilled in him from childhood that made him timid. Despite being a playboy who had slept with many women, he had never had a woman related to him by blood. He thought back on how many mothers and daughters, sisters he had missed in his past lives! But now, he had no more reservations. His heart did not belong to this world, nor did he feel any sense of belonging to this family, nor any guilt towards its members.

"Fool, what are you waiting for?" Li Lianyi, now transformed into a charming woman, looked at Li Feiyu with a hint of shyness.

Li Feiyu picked up the delicate Li Lianyi and said with a wicked smile, "Aunt, I'm here! Do you know how much I've been dreaming about this!" He then stepped into his bedroom and closed the door.

The maids at the door blushed slightly.

"The Prince is up to his old tricks again."

"Hehe, little girl

, you're the one who wants it." "You're talking nonsense, you're the one who wants it."

"Is that so? Then why do you look so longingly at me? Isn't that

like a woman longing for her lover?" "Hmph! I do want it, and you'll see!"...

"Bing'er!" Li Feiyu slowly removed Li Lianyi's clothes, revealing her fair skin. She was already twenty-nine years old in this life, fully mature, with a shapely figure, but due to her cultivation techniques and the lack of any human touch, she possessed a pure and innocent beauty, completely devoid of any carnal desire, and consequently lacking the allure of a mature woman. Li Feiyu gazed wickedly at Li Lianyi's body. His favorite pastime was to mold a pure maiden into a lustful one. She writhed restlessly like a beautiful snake, having long since lost her chastity.

"Brother Yun... I've finally seen you again. I never imagined I'd become your aunt," Li Lianyi murmured dreamily, staring intently at Li Feiyu as he undressed with her help. His body was stronger than before, his monstrous member even larger. In her previous life, it was already enormous, and some women, captivated by his power, willingly slept with him, losing their virginity.

"Yes, Aunt, we're together again. No one can separate us! Aunt, I'm here!" Li Feiyu looked at Li Lianyi with deep affection. After the foreplay, his massive member pressed against her fragrant, dew-kissed slit, slowly parting.

The feeling of fullness and abundance made Li Lianyi feel as if she had returned to those wild days of the past. She was initially shy, but under his tutelage, she had completely transformed into a lustful woman. This extreme transformation from a pure maiden to a lustful woman made her lose herself. She only felt the stimulation when he called her "Auntie" again. His voice was delicate and sweet as he said, "Bad nephew, don't bully your auntie, come on!"

Li Feiyu thrust heavily, his huge member piercing through the thin membrane and penetrating deep into her body. A trickle of blood gushed from their point of union, like a plum blossom in full bloom. Li Feiyu felt small mouths sucking at his lower body, enveloping him in circles. At this moment, he knew he had encountered another woman with a legendary vagina. In his previous life, she was also such a woman, and they had always been evenly matched. But he thought it wouldn't be like this in this life; he held the absolute advantage.

"Ah! You bad nephew! You're so cruel..." Li Lianyi, stimulated by Li Feiyu's heavy thrusts, was driven to the brink of ecstasy. Her eyes rolled back, her head was thrown back, her snowy buttocks were raised, and her legs clamped around his waist, contracting her secret passage as if trying to break it. The pain and pleasure were so intense that it seemed only by shouting like this could she express her joy...

The passion subsided, and the two of them were sticky, their lower bodies still connected, wet and glistening everywhere. No words could describe their passion and madness.

Li Feiyu touched her slightly dry lips and chuckled mischievously, "Aunt Bing'er, you really used a lot of force just now."

Li Lianyi felt all her strength drained away, her skin flushed pink from passion, and she said coquettishly, "It's all because of you, you bad boy! Brother Yun, why are you still calling me aunt? It's so ugly!"

"Hehe, how could that be?" Li Feiyu smoothed her slightly messy hair and said, "You are my aunt. You've always called me brother. Don't you want to be my elder?"

"Of course not!" Li Lianyi was a little shy, after all, she had just been calling him "bad nephew," "bad nephew," but she had an impulse in her heart to keep calling him "nephew" like that. "

Silly girl! I'm afraid you're destined to be my aunt for life! You've always been my little darling, my little treasure!" As he spoke, he lowered his head and looked into her eyes, their lips slowly meeting in a kiss, the sounds of their passionate sucking filling the air.

Chapter Fifty-Three: A Fiery Beauty

On a heavily fortified island, an old man with white hair and a youthful face stood on a reef, his eyes gleaming as he gazed intently at the sea. Flocks of seabirds cried out as they circled overhead. The old man squinted, exuding an aura of dominance, creating a powerful and oppressive atmosphere around him, reminiscent of an old steed still eager to gallop a thousand miles. The island was densely forested, fraught with hidden dangers. This was the secret sanctuary of the Li family, where the Martial Venerable had perished. Before his death, he left a mysterious carving on a large, square rock, and the burial site was filled with spiritual energy and corpse poison. Furthermore, the island possessed a spring of earth energy and an eye of ice energy, nurturing numerous talents for the Li family.

Ripples spread through the air as a golden-armored celestial guard floated from the void behind the old man. This guard was clearly a peak Martial Emperor, yet his cold eyes seemed devoid of any emotion. He respectfully addressed the old man, "Patriarch, news has arrived from the palace. The young master and the Holy Maiden were seen embracing outside the imperial palace. They appear to be in a close relationship."

The old man was none other than Li Daoling, the powerful patriarch of the Li family. His breath caught in his throat, his face darkening. Not only was his daughter, as the Holy Maiden, forbidden to marry for life through sword sacrifice, but she was also seducing his nephew… Under his aura, the sea roared and surged, creating towering waves. He suppressed his anger; this was a family scandal. Suddenly, his eyes lit up, and he laughed loudly, "Truly worthy of being my grandson!" During Li Feiyu's unconsciousness, he had frequently visited him. However, in recent years, with the Hundred Clans War approaching, he couldn't leave his post and hadn't visited him. But he had sent some powerful figures to protect Li Feiyu. Li Feiyu had already noticed the powerful figures active around the royal palace and didn't object to the family's arrangements. After all, he was of noble status! The old man thought of the acting patriarch of the family, who still acted as he pleased. The family genealogy recorded that the acting patriarch's wife was his own ancestor's sister.

"Send a message to the law enforcement elder who is currently in the capital!" The old man spoke authoritatively to the shadow guards behind him.

"Yes!" The golden-armored guard replied respectfully, his figure disappearing into the air. A huge five-colored divine ibis flew out from the island and quickly flew towards the coast. Because Dahan is a coastal country, and Kyoto isn't far away, a hot-bodied, fiery-haired young woman strolling on the street, upon hearing the sudden cry from the sky, looked displeased. She vanished from the street in a flash, leaving passersby astonished.

After their passion subsided, Li Lianyi, with her mature charm, made Li Feiyu reluctantly get off her. As they were enjoying their tender moment, Li Lianyi suddenly stiffened and said to Li Feiyu with some worry, "Brother Yun, the clan has arrived."

Li Feiyu frowned, looking at Li Lianyi, and asked, "Secret telepathy?"

Li Lianyi nodded, making Li Feiyu realize his own lack of power. To focus sound into a line—what kind of cultivation was that?

He coldly laughed, "Who cares who they are? Why should we care about others' opinions when we're together?"

"No, Brother Yun!" Li Lianyi said worriedly. In her past life, when he had no martial arts skills, and a scion of a martial arts family tried to take a woman from him, he would do everything in his power to kill the other party, even when they looked down on him. He was not afraid of anyone stronger than him. Because of this, she was worried that he would clash with her family, so she quickly said, "The elders of the family have been very good to me all these years. Besides, my father and mother are here. Aren't you the same? I hope you won't clash with them. They just want you to become stronger."

"Don't worry, how could I not know?" Li Feiyu pinched her little nose affectionately. "They're just betting on me. Let's go, let's go out and see!"

"Okay!" She struggled to get up to help Li Feiyu put on his clothes, but she was quite badly injured, which made Li Feiyu feel sorry for her. He kissed her and personally helped her put on her clothes, making Li Lianyi's face blush even more.

"Boom—Crack—" Suddenly, the sound of fighting came from outside, and the two of them quickly went outside.

"Young Master, something terrible has happened! A fierce woman suddenly rushed in and started fighting with the Young Madam!" The maids, who were guarding outside, were the most lively, Xuefen and Xiaobei, who spoke first, their tone as if a shrewish woman had barged into the Prince's mansion.

"Which Young Madam?" Li Feiyu quickly looked up at the sky above the Bihu Lake in the Prince's mansion, and saw Li Xiyu wielding a willow sword and fighting with a red-haired girl wielding a long whip. The girl had a voluptuous figure, and her clothes were daring. Her leather armor revealed a deep cleavage, and her knee-length leather skirt revealed her beautiful legs. Her buttocks were upturned and rounded, exuding a mature and wild beauty. From a distance, she looked stunningly beautiful, as if she were a painting, but the angry red hair on her face showed that she was not as gentle as her appearance suggested, but rather had a fiery temper. On the lakeside, a scarred-faced man coldly watched the two fighting in the sky, ready to support Li Xiyu at any moment. This was Liu Dao, another early-stage Martial Emperor-level expert from the Prince's mansion. Noticing Li Feiyu's arrival, he nodded to him and then walked away to return to his examination hall. Li Feiyu was stunned. In his memory, this expert was a heartless man, but he was immediately drawn to the two fighting women.

Li Xiyu's willow sword moved like a gentle drizzle, endless and ever-changing, seemingly dancing in the air. However, the chilling sword energy made it impossible to believe it was a dance; on the contrary, the dense sword energy concealed endless killing intent, making it impossible to defend against. Meanwhile, another woman, with a fiery "humph," brandished a whip that gleamed and crackled with flames, producing a series of sonic booms as it was swung. She appeared to be a peak Martial Emperor, fighting with utter disregard for consequences. The surging energy from her whip sent ten-meter-high waves crashing into the lake, obliterating the surrounding carved railings and painted beams, leaving the entire garden and lake in ruins. Li Xiyu had initially admired her beauty, but couldn't bear her insult to her lover and had attacked. Seeing her wantonly destroying the garden her lover frequented, he was enraged and retaliated without mercy, each strike more ruthless than the last. Seeing that she finally had someone to fight her to a standstill, the woman became even more frenzied.

Li Feiyu watched as the garden landscape collapsed piece by piece, his facial muscles stiffening and twitching. Finally, he couldn't help but roar in fury, "Enough!"

Li Xiyu heard her lover's voice from below, her face lit up with joy, she snorted at the red-haired girl, moved away from her attack, stopped, and flew towards the ground, landing in front of Li Feiyu. She looked at Li Feiyu with affection and said, "Yu Lang!"

Li Feiyu hugged her and brushed aside the slightly messy hair on her forehead, saying tenderly, "My darling Yu'er, are you alright?"

Hearing his sweet words, Li Xiyu shyly and sweetly buried her face in his chest.

Li Lianyi, who had been observing the women in her Yun Gege's world, smiled slightly when she heard his sweet words: Yun Gege's sweet words really come naturally, no wonder he can win over so many girls.

"How cheesy!" Seeing that the gentle and tender woman had stopped fighting her when she heard that annoying voice from below, and had flown down just in time to hear this sentence that gave her goosebumps, Li Lianna couldn't help but say sarcastically.

"Aunt Na, what brings you here?" Li Lianyi had long since recognized the woman's identity, and remembering she was the newly appointed elder of the Law Enforcement, her expression darkened.

Li Liana opened her eyes and saw Li Lianyi standing next to the blond man. She frowned and said with some regret, "Little Yiyi, tell Aunt Na which scoundrel ruined your reputation and had you skinned alive. Is it this young playboy from the Prince's mansion?"

"You're not allowed to insult him!" Li Xiyu, hearing this shrew insult her beloved again, looked up at her angrily, while also curiously glancing at Li Lianyi beside her. She wondered who her beloved's latest woman was. She pinched Li Feiyu's waist, secretly annoyed that he hadn't visited her lately and had grown tired of her. The ten maids and other servants standing behind Li Feiyu also glared fiercely at Li Liana, making her feel uneasy. She snorted and looked at them disdainfully.

Li Lianyi secretly noticed Li Xiyu's subtle movements, smiled sweetly, and couldn't bear to see Li Lianna too embarrassed. She knew Aunt Na's personality well—rough and careless but kind-hearted. Looking at Li Lianna, she said softly, "Aunt Na, it's not what you think. Please don't make things difficult for him, okay? I did it all voluntarily."

"Little Yiyi, how could you be so confused? You are the family's holy maiden!" Li Lianna couldn't find any bad signs on Li Lianyi, and went over to grab her hand with some pity.

"Young Prince...Young Prince...Are you alright?" A mature female voice with a touch of charm came from behind. Zhao Yumei and two maids rushed over quickly. Seeing the mess in the courtyard, she thought something had happened to her and asked anxiously.

Chapter 54 The Ambiguous Relationship Between Flying Birds

Hearing the genuine emotion revealed in that anxious voice, Li Feiyu was somewhat moved and quickly exclaimed, "I'm alright!"

"You little rascal, it's good that you're alright!" Saying this, Zhao Yumei hurried over, looking at the mess in the yard, and noticing the two women suddenly appearing beside Li Feiyu, she felt a pang of jealousy: "You little rascal, you didn't get into some trouble, did you? That woman is quite a shrew!" These words were meant for the two women to hear. Since they were now his women, they couldn't be allowed to act as they pleased. Zhao Yumei assumed this was the work of a shrewish woman and was somewhat displeased.

"Who is this playboy's woman? This pretty boy?" Because of Li Feiyu's martial arts style, Li Lianna couldn't tell he practiced martial arts and thought he was just a domineering young master. She deeply agreed with the first part of Zhao Yumei's statement, but the second part seemed to imply that she was one of the shrewish women he had found, which annoyed her somewhat.

Hearing her insults towards Li Feiyu, the women glared at her angrily. Suddenly, the maidservant Xiao Zhuque unleashed a powerful killing intent that shot straight at Li Liana. Only Li Liana sensed this killing intent. She looked at the stunningly beautiful girl holding the little fox with surprise. Although this aura had no real effect on her, it was not to be underestimated. Since being brought back by Li Feiyu, Zhuque had won the favor of the women. She had gradually accepted them and was no longer as clingy to Li Feiyu as before, but their bond had grown even stronger, and she would not tolerate any insults directed at her.

"A woman like you, so shrewish, who would want you?!" Zhao Yumei glared at Li Liana. Hearing that she wasn't the young prince's woman and had insulted him, she spoke without any politeness, displaying the formidable demeanor of a steward.

"You, you..." Li Liana knew her fiery temper and that she was old, but it wasn't that she was unwanted; rather, she had chased away every man who tried to flirt with her. Somewhat embarrassed and angry, she retorted, "You're the one who's unwanted! You shameless womanizer, seducing your own master!"

"Alright!" Li Feiyu's face darkened. He tenderly hugged Zhao Yumei, feeling a pang of sympathy. She hadn't gotten over this hurdle yet! Somewhat speechless, he said to this oblivious woman, "Speak! What brings you to the Prince's Mansion?" Zhao Yumei instantly recovered, looking sweetly at Li Feiyu, silently calling him "little silly," before nestling comfortably in his arms.

"Hmph!"—Li Liana snorted inwardly, then, somewhat embarrassed, she frowned at Li Feiyu and asked, "Do you really like Yiyi?"

Li Feiyu looked at Li Liana questioningly and said, "Of course!"

“Aunt Na, my father…” Li Lianyi’s face was pale. After all, given the bloodlines of this world, it was impossible for her and Li Feiyu to be together.

Li Liana looked at the pale-faced Li Lianyi with pity and glared at Li Feiyu with resentment, saying, “If you’re a man, then leave. As long as you pass the clan leader’s test, I will plead for you two.”

“Brother Yun!” Li Lianyi looked at Li Feiyu with some worry.

Li Feiyu shook his head and said to Li Lianyi, “Don’t worry!”

“Mm,” Li Lianyi nodded. She had a blind faith in Li Feiyu, and besides, she knew he was the clan leader’s grandson, and they wouldn’t harm him.

Li Xiyu and Zhao Yumei hugged his waist nervously. Li Feiyu patted their buttocks and said, “Don’t worry, okay? I will definitely come back!”

“Mm,” the two women knew they couldn’t stop him, and they also knew that other women had the right to love him. Since he said there was no danger, they should believe him now, instead of holding him back.

“Brother,” Little Zhuque called out in a clear voice, looking at Li Feiyu pitifully.

“Little darling, I’ll play with you again next time you come back. You play with your sisters, okay?” Li Feiyu patted her little head. The maids were almost in tears, looking at Li Feiyu with great concern. Li Feiyu sighed and said, “Don’t worry, don’t make it seem like a life-or-death situation. I’m back safely.”

Li Liana, seeing the girls’ reactions, couldn’t help but pout and mutter, “This guy isn’t so bad after all! These girls are so good to him!”

“Let’s go!” Li Feiyu said to Li Liana.

“Hmph! I’m not your maid!” Li Liana was annoyed by his tone. She took a green jade leaf from her leather coat and blew it into the sky, sending sharp notes soaring upwards.

Caw-caw—A huge, five-colored ibis circled down from the sky, its immense wind energy whipping up on the ground, making everyone’s eyes water. When everyone opened their eyes, they saw a magnificent, multicolored ibis, taller than a person, perched before them. Its crystal-blue eyes shimmered with a beautiful yet eerie light.

"A second-grade exotic beast!" exclaimed Xiao Lian, who was studying various natural history books. All the women looked at the ibis with great curiosity, including the little girl Zhuque and Li Feiyu. After all, second-grade exotic beasts were extremely rare. The ibis, with remarkable intelligence, raised its head and strode with elegant steps. Li Liana

noticed the strange looks from the crowd. Previously, she had looked down on these ordinary people, but today she seemed quite pleased with herself, feeling she had regained face.

"Come on up!" With that, Li Liana leaped onto the ibis's back, and Li Feiyu jumped up, landing lightly on its back, sitting behind Li Liana. As Li Feiyu settled into his seat, the five-colored divine ibis soared upwards, piercing the sky and leaving only a dark dot in the air in the blink of an eye. The women gazed at it for a long time.

As Li Feiyu rushed forward, the momentum caused him to instinctively reach out and grab Li Liana's slender waist. The soft touch stirred his heart.

"You bastard! Let go of me! Or I'll throw you down to feed the fish!" Li Liana was furious, having been taken advantage of by this playboy.

"No!" Li Feiyu's face paled, his voice trembling, "I have acrophobia!"

"You..." Li Liana's face flushed red, but she was helpless. She suddenly remembered that he was just an ordinary person; she had overlooked the fact that Li Feiyu had climbed onto the ibis's back. But his scent was so pleasant. For some reason, she shifted back slightly, thinking Li Feiyu was truly dizzy from the high altitude, becoming oblivious to the danger.

"Hiss—" Li Feiyu gasped, feeling an intense pleasure as his massive member pressed against her plump buttocks. His erection gradually rose, finally pressing against her buttocks through the fabric. Li Liana felt uncomfortable with the hard object pressing against her buttocks from behind, and moved up and down. The intense friction aroused Li Feiyu even more. However, as she moved, the huge, hard object pressed against her anus. The burning pressure made Li Liana feel weak all over. She finally realized what this thing was. Although she had never actually seen it, there were many records about sexual techniques involving yin and yang in martial arts training. Her face flushed red, and she clenched her fists tightly in extreme anger. She was furious at being violated by him and shouted, "You playboy, die!" With that, she threw Li Feiyu into the sea. (03-24
Chapter 55: No Bra)

"Ah~~~" Li Feiyu screamed miserably as he fell downwards, disappearing into the howling wind.

"Oh no!" Suddenly, Li Liana realized he was just an ordinary person. She quickly looked down; seabirds were flying everywhere, the sea a vast expanse of blue, but there was no sign of him. Her voice was filled with anxiety as she called out, "Little brat, where are you? Little brat, where are you?" The wind howled, her voice echoing through the air, accompanied by the occasional cry of seabirds. Where was he? Suddenly, a sense of loss and regret washed over Li Liana. Had she killed him? This thought surged through her, and her face paled.

*Caw caw*—The five-colored ibis in flight seemed to sense her feelings, flapping its wings and unleashing a sword-like attack from its sharp beak, pecking down at her.

"Ouch! You feathered beast!" How did she manage to throw Li Feiyu down like that? He darted down, grabbing the ibis's belly, and tried to peek under Li Liana's skirt, but the flapping wings blocked his view. He could only see her wearing pink shorts and peeping. Unexpectedly, the ibis pecked his hand, drawing blood.

Hearing this, Li Liana looked down and saw Li Feiyu, his hair disheveled, winking at her. Her earlier worry vanished, and seeing his disheveled state, she chuckled. She'd never seen such a shameless person.

But Li Feiyu froze the moment she laughed. Her smile was breathtaking, her long red hair flowing, her fiery allure making him forget his predicament. His burning gaze was fixed on the deep cleavage that was now even more exposed as he looked down at Li Liana, even seeing half a pink cherry at the tip of her white, tender flesh. A wildfire ignited in Li Feiyu's heart, and his lower body, which had been trembling, suddenly swelled up and stood proudly erect. Her charm was too great; he had never expected that this wild and stunningly beautiful elder would not be wearing a bra.

Liliana then noticed his burning gaze, a surge of anger rising within her, mixed with a touch of shyness. She felt his gaze was like a fiery hand kneading the buds of her breasts. She had never been so close to a man before, much less experienced such a gaze. Those who had harbored feelings for her had all been beaten to a pulp by her. But this shyness didn't last long. She drew her whip, ready to lash out, but ultimately didn't. She roared, "You little slut! You'll stay down there!" With that, she piloted the Five-Colored Divine Ibis and flew forward, the outline of the island where her family's secret territory lay in the distance. Noticing that he was the person the family head had ordered her to take back, she abandoned her intention to beat him. In her heart, she felt a mixture of anger and amusement, but also a strange sensation in her chest. She knew that her breasts were much larger than other women's, and as she was used to dancing, she hadn't worn many clothes. Thinking of his burning gaze, she suddenly felt she should wear more clothes to avoid being seen naked by this stinky man.

Li Feiyu chuckled awkwardly, his lecherous eyes still lingering on her beautiful legs. But his admiration didn't last long; his inner energy began to circulate uncontrollably, drawing in the Heavenly Azure True Qi energy from the Emperor's Killing Sword dormant in his dantian, which emitted waves of both righteous and malevolent energy. Noticing the strange state within him, he decided it was best to climb onto the back of the Divine Ibis for safety. He was about to call out when he was shocked to find his blood seemingly frozen, rendering him unable to move or cry out. He was controlled by the sword in his dantian. This feeling of being unable to control himself caused beads of cold sweat to appear on his forehead. The closer he got to the island, the faster the Emperor's Killing Sword absorbed the Heavenly Azure True Qi. Finally, the Heavenly Azure Sword trembled slightly, gradually fading into a purplish-gold liquid amidst a buzzing sound, transforming into a wisp of light that enveloped Li Feiyu as he flew downwards.

Lost in thought, Li Liana failed to sense Li Feiyu's strange change, but the Five-Colored Divine Ibis noticed it. The aura of the divine sword made it feel fear, and it let out a shrill cry, causing Li Liana to look down. She saw that Li Feiyu's eyes were burning with a purple-gold light, and his skin was also radiating an eerie glow as he fell down in a daze.

"You little scoundrel!" A surge of panic gripped her heart. She lashed out with her long whip, intending to bind him and prevent his descent. But then, Li Feiyu's figure flickered eerily, accelerating forward as he plummeted towards the center of the island, a place shrouded in dark mist. A chill ran down her spine. That was the Li family's secret territory, heavily fortified on the outside, and she suspected the center held the remains of a Martial Venerable or Martial Ancestor. The Li family had never seen the body, as a powerful killing array had been set up where it was buried, and it remained unbroken. The terrifying corpse poison permeating the area also deterred the Li family from advancing. The massive stone tablet of a martial artist standing several thousand meters away from the body also greatly impressed Li Feiyu. The Li family didn't suspect it was the body of a Martial Ancestor, but the place where the Martial Ancestor fell was barren for miles around. This place was only a thousand meters away. Furthermore, the space where the Martial Ancestor died should have been shattered, yet the sky here was clear and bright. Clearly, the dead did not possess the power to cause the heavens and earth to mourn. Even so, if he were to fall into that area, under the terrifying corpse poison, how could he possibly survive?

Li Liana hurriedly piloted the Five-Colored Divine Ibis downwards, but she was still too slow. She watched helplessly as Li Feiyu crashed into the thick black fog on the island. The instant he fell, the black fog rolled in and suddenly erupted into a destructive wave, blooming with seven-colored light in the darkness as if to welcome Li Feiyu. The scorching light made Li Liana close her eyes. When she opened her eyes, the black fog had returned to calm, and she could no longer see his figure.

Li Liana's face was pale, and she looked helpless. She didn't know why, but deep down she didn't want him to be in danger. They had only known each other for half a day, and although she had always despised him, only she knew her true feelings. She didn't know his strength, nor could she see through him. It was out of curiosity that she discovered his peculiar charm, a charm that terrified her, someone who had never been with a man before. She had been forced to despise and slander him. Now, his fall made her heart tremble. That strange emotion, combined with her inner kindness, brought tears to her eyes. She didn't want the innocent Li Feiyu to be in danger. She felt regret and self-reproach. Why had she brought him here?

"You little scoundrel!! You little scoundrel!" she cried, sniffing her slightly damp nose, and flew towards the family's encampment on the island. She knew that going down would be useless. Not only were there hidden killing formations in the fog, but even a Martial Emperor like herself couldn't withstand the strange poisonous gas. Even the family's expert, the Ice Phoenix Palace Master Li Qiushui, couldn't endure this poison for long, let alone her. She needed to hurry to the Ice Phoenix Palace to seek help from the Supreme Elder, Li Qiushui.

Chapter Fifty-Six: The Naked Beauty.

Rolling black mist emanated endless death energy. Outside this boundless death energy stood dozens of figures. Among them, a veiled woman stood out. The woman was graceful and alluring, her face obscured, but her clear eyes radiated a dreamlike beauty. Looking at the endless black mist, she slightly furrowed her brows and turned to Li Daoling, the powerful head of the Li family, beside her, saying, "Recently, my Ice Phoenix Technique is at a critical juncture, and I cannot advance further." This veiled woman was none other than Li Qiushui, the Palace Master of the Ice Phoenix Palace. Having heard Li Lianna's plea for help, she arrived here only to find that the death energy had become even more intense and chilling, its coldness penetrating to the bone, even her own true energy was struggling to withstand it.

Upon hearing this, Li Daoling's face turned ashen. He roared at Li Liana, who stood beside him, gritting her teeth and panting, "Hurry up and tell me what happened?"

Li Liana trembled inwardly. She had never seen the patriarch so angry. Not only her, but everyone else was also blinded by the patriarch's rage. Gone was her usual fiery temper. She raised her head and bravely looked at Li Daoling, saying, "It was my fault! On our way here, I drove him under the Five-Colored Divine Ibis. When we arrived here, he fell down. When I found him, his whole body was emitting a purple-gold light, and he strangely deceived my fire whip. I couldn't save him. If he died, let me pay with my life!" After saying this, she breathed a sigh of relief. The feeling of regret was so oppressive that she could hardly breathe. At worst, she would pay with her life.

"Compensate? How will you compensate?" Li Daoling sneered, watching the black mist slowly close his eyes. He had gleaned many things from the sound, and was certain that his grandson, Li Feiyu, had undergone a transformation, resembling his wife from ten years ago. His wife had accidentally found a sword on this island, and then, strangely, her entire body emitted a purple-gold light as she was drawn into this black mist, never to emerge again. His wife, Li Feiyu's grandmother, possessed the Tonghui Body, so it was only natural that she would acquire the divine sword and have it recognize her as her master. But what about his grandson? Falling into this black mist, the purple-gold light seemed to be drawing him in, ensuring his safety. His expression calmed, and he softly said, "Wait outside!"

Li Feiyu gradually lost consciousness in the purple-gold light and fell into a coma. When he awoke, he was surrounded by darkness and a strong, putrid stench.

"Where am I?" Li Feiyu stood up, only to find himself completely naked. His clothes had been corroded by the stench, but his body was unharmed. Suddenly, a sword appeared in his hand—the Divine Sword Emperor's Slaughter. Looking around, he could vaguely see a stone door a few steps ahead, with a skeleton kneeling at its entrance. Even as a skeleton, the sight of its eyes exuded a sense of oppression. The ground beneath the skeleton sank, and wisps of black mist continuously emanated from its empty eyes, spreading outwards. Spatial rifts flickered around him, and each time a rift appeared, ripples of purplish-black energy emanated from between the skeleton's brows, effectively suppressing the rifts. This was a formation, using the skeleton as its core to conceal the secrets of heaven. This skeleton had actually been a Martial Ancestor in life! He approached with curiosity, sensing no hostility from the energy, even a hint of warmth. A powerful energy within the stone door drew him in. He bypassed the skeletons and pushed open the door with a creak. A dazzling light shone out, and he stepped inside, immediately enveloped by a chilling aura mixed with a peculiar fragrance—a scent Li Feiyu knew all too well: the natural body odor of a beautiful woman.

Upon seeing the interior, Li Feiyu was stunned!

It was a simple basement, but in this perpetually sunless space, countless colorful flowers bloomed. He had never seen such flowers before, their petals shimmering with a dreamlike, iridescent light, making the basement, buried in endless death energy, not dark at all, but rather dazzling. These ethereal flowers, though beautiful, didn't astound him. What truly stunned him was the icy spring within the flowerbed, its surface covered in frost, adding to its cold elegance. The clusters of flowers, rising and falling on the spring, formed a floral bed, and within it, a petite beauty with blue hair reaching her hips, wearing a blue wavy gold dress, slept. Even the pervasive fragrance of the icy flowers couldn't mask the extraordinary aroma emanating from her. This fragrance seemed to soothe everything, giving a sense of peace and tranquility.

Just as he was about to approach, the sword in his hand hissed and trembled. Sensing something, he looked towards a corner not far away—boom! He felt his blood boil. What had he seen? A stunningly beautiful mature woman, her face flushed and completely naked, stood motionless with her eyes closed, holding a purple-gold longsword somewhat similar to the one he held. Her face was exquisitely beautiful, no less so than Li Xiyu's. Crucially, even standing still, she exuded a captivating mature charm, a seductive allure. Her breasts, even larger than Leng Youyou's, were soft and yielding, pink like grapes, and Li Feiyu seemed to smell the scent of milk. Her slender waist was so delicate it could be grasped in one hand, without a trace of sagging flesh. Looking down, her buttocks were large, white, and pert, the rounded labia forming a deep cleft. Below, in the dense thicket of her vulva, drops of her own essence flowed from the pink crevice, dripping onto her fair skin, a striking sight.

Her skin was smooth and white, like snow. He couldn't tell her age. Although she wasn't as mature as Li Xiyu or Li Mengxin, her mature fragrance was even more stimulating. His naked lower body swelled and stood erect, as huge as a newborn baby's arm, with veins swirling around it. He didn't know when it had started, but whenever his manhood was aroused, it would be surrounded by wisps of purple-gold electricity. This electricity gave the woman a tingling sensation, but it also gave Li Feiyu more pleasure. He named his weapon "Purple Lightning Dragon King Spear".

The divine sword in his hand hissed and trembled, causing him to release his grip. The sword didn't fall to the ground but remained suspended in mid-air, emitting bursts of purplish-gold light that grew increasingly intense as it slowly melted into liquid. Simultaneously, the sword in the beautiful woman's hand echoed this, emitting a purplish-gold light and hissing and trembling before liquefying and detaching from her grasp. The two liquid divine swords merged together in a dazzling light.

The mature beauty, having lost her divine sword, collapsed limply. Li Feiyu, watching her condition closely, swiftly caught her soft body. The smooth touch made him hold her even tighter. Since he was embracing her from behind, his "Purple Lightning Dragon King Spear" pressed against her plump, white buttocks, sliding down into her deep crevice. The hot, stimulating friction aroused him.

Chapter Fifty-Seven: The Battle with the Beautiful Woman

"Hmm~~" At this moment, the beautiful woman frowned, her face flushed, and she opened her eyes. Her eyes burned with desire, and her lower body was wet, dripping with fluid that clung to Li Feiyu's "Purple Lightning Dragon King Spear." Her large buttocks writhed restlessly, causing intense friction.

Li Feiyu didn't know what was happening, at least not now. He only had one thought: this was a woman of unparalleled beauty, about to submit to his pleasure. If he had hesitated earlier because he thought she was dead, her current movements dispelled his concerns. As for her identity, he truly didn't care. From the moment he opened his heart, what kind of woman couldn't he have? He vaguely guessed that this woman was from the Li family and that she was closely related to him by blood. Some features on her face resembled his aunt's. Thinking of this, he felt no unease; on the contrary, his blood boiled even more.

As they rubbed against each other, the beautiful woman grew increasingly uneasy. Li Feiyu could sense a power within her that she couldn't reach; that powerful yin energy was perhaps the root of her restlessness. He held her smooth waist with one hand and grabbed her plumpness with the other, pressing her to the ground and lifting her fair buttocks high. The black hair between her pubic hairs exuded a peculiar fragrance. At this moment, Li Feiyu felt a surge of lust. He aimed the Purple Lightning Dragon King Spear at her flower path and thrust it in heavily. The loud "smack" of flesh hitting flesh made Li Feiyu gasp in pleasure. His enormous member, which had never been fully accommodated before, was inserted all the way in, his scrotum striking her fair buttocks and leaving a red mark. The woman's vaginal fluid gushed out during the penetration, dripping onto the ground. Li Feiyu felt that she was too tight, no different from a fourteen or fifteen-year-old girl, squeezing his penis so tightly that it hurt a little. When he pulled it out, he found blood streaks on it, but it wasn't his, it was the beautiful woman's. Perhaps she was also a little unaccustomed to that depth? He didn't expect her little passage to be so deep and tight, it was the famous female treasure "Sheep Intestine Spring Dew". Thinking that he had encountered another famous treasure, he was excited and only wanted to press her down and ravage her. The beautiful woman was delirious, her face flushed, and with his thrusts, she threw her head back and let out a long, comfortable moan. Perhaps she had never been penetrated so deeply before. Her eyes rolled back, but the pleasure made her unconscious body shake violently instinctively, moaning incoherently, swaying her body to meet Li Feiyu's powerful thrusts...

After changing positions countless times, Li Feiyu was a little tired, and the beautiful woman lay weakly on the ground, both of them covered in sweat. He kneaded her white, fluffy breasts, sucking the sweet, slightly fishy-smelling milk that flowed from them. He hadn't expected to find such a thing in her, and a surge of excitement rose within him. He felt like a beast, defiling a woman who was without mind or defense, yet deep down he had decided to keep her by his side.

Suddenly, two swords appeared, swirling in the air, surrounded by purple lightning, crackling and flashing with mysterious runes. Li Feiyu, after relaxing, frowned as he stared at the swords. He hadn't forgotten his experience of being controlled by them.

A bolt of lightning struck the two figures, but Li Feiyu didn't dodge, letting the purple lightning strike him. A tingling sensation spread through him, and Li Feiyu realized he suddenly had complete control over the sword, a close connection between himself and it.

"Husband!" The beautiful woman in his arms opened her eyes and found herself in a man's arms, her lower body filled completely by his massive member. She realized they had a close connection. Although she couldn't remember his name, she instinctively called him "husband," a blush spreading across her face. She stretched out her fair arms and tightly embraced his waist, gazing at him intently.

Li Feiyu was stunned. He was worried about how he would face her when she woke up, but her first words upon waking were in such a coquettish tone. He lowered his head, reached out and grabbed her plump hand, lifting her fair lips and chin. Looking into her eyes, he questioned, "Do you remember who you are?"

The beautiful woman frowned, then suddenly her face contorted with pain. Her hands, gripping Li Feiyu's strong waist, were bleeding. Her eyes were filled with pain and panic. She shook her head, saying, "I don't know! I don't know! Why... why can't I remember anything?" As she spoke, tears streamed down her face as she looked at Li Feiyu with a pained expression, stammering, "Who are you? Aren't you my husband?"

Seeing her pain, Li Feiyu felt a pang of pity. He pulled her into his arms, kissed away her tears, and said gently, "How could I not be your husband? If you can't remember, don't think about it! I'll take care of you from now on. Since you can't remember your name, from now on, I'll call you Meiru!" He finished with a wicked smile. Meiru, indeed, was a beautiful woman.

"Mmm." The beautiful woman nodded, nestled obediently in Li Feiyu's arms, and said, "Husband, please don't abandon me."

"My Ru'er is so beautiful, how could I abandon her?" Li Feiyu gazed at her smooth skin, kissing her lips with lingering affection. She proactively extended her sweet, delicate tongue to entwine with Li Feiyu's, her arms tightly embracing him, wanting only to please him in the best way possible, completely unaware that she was actually a peak Martial Emperor.

After a long while, both of them felt their tongues were a little numb, especially Mei Ru's lips, which were somewhat swollen and red. Mei Ru panted softly, looking at Li Feiyu, and said shyly, "Husband, could you take your thing out?"

Li Feiyu smiled wickedly, "Why?"

"I..." Mei Ru, like a little girl, was somewhat shy but couldn't say it.

"What about you?" Li Feiyu looked at Mei Ru and found her so beautiful, her exquisite face flushed with a captivating blush, her eyes full of charm, her mature womanly yet childlike expression giving Li Feiyu a strong stimulation.

"I..." Meiru playfully punched Li Feiyu's chest, saying seductively, "I feel so swollen and numb, it's uncomfortable!"

"Is that so? Then I'll listen to you!" he said, slowly pulling out his Purple Lightning Dragon King Spear, which was wet and crackled with a faint electric current. The thick fluid that had been inserted deep inside flowed out and dripped onto the ground along Meiru's fair buttocks. At this moment, Meiru suddenly felt a void in her lower body and regretted asking her husband to pull out that long and thick thing. But before she could finish regretting it, Li Feiyu thrust forward heavily, "smack—" the huge Purple Lightning Dragon King Spear went perfectly deep inside.

"Oh~~" Meiru gasped for breath for a moment, unable to speak. She felt as if her soul had flown away with the impact. When she came to her senses, she continued to punch Li Feiyu's chest, panting, "My husband is so naughty!" Her face was flushed, and her eyes were filled with desire.

Li Feiyu chuckled, lifting Meiru's legs so she was wrapped around his waist. He stood up, holding her shapely buttocks, tossing her into the air before thrusting deeply inside her.

"Oh~" Meiru closed her eyes, her long eyelashes fluttering, her chest heaving violently, revealing her restless heart. At this moment, she had decided to fully enjoy the pleasure her husband brought her.

Li Feiyu continued to toss and thrust, moving through the secret chamber, heading towards the two swords floating in the air, radiating a purple electric aura.

Moving like this, Meiru soon reached her climax. Li Feiyu, too, could no longer hold back, ejaculating his thick semen into her body with extreme depth and muffled groans. Meiru's legs were wrapped around him, her head resting weakly on his shoulder.

At this moment, Li Feiyu led Meiru to the two swords. He felt the divine swords had changed. Although there was now a connection like flesh and blood, the unfamiliar power made him involuntarily reach out and grasp the hilts of the swords while holding Meiru.

"Hiss~~~" Lightning crackled around the sword, but a monstrous wave surged within Li Feiyu's soul as a surge of information entered his mind.

"The Martial Ancestor's legacy?!" Li Feiyu was shocked. This information explained everything; it was a soul imprint left by a Martial Ancestor.

Chapter Fifty-Eight: On Grandma

Li Feiyu embraced Meiru's fair and delicate body, the Purple Lightning Dragon King Spear deeply embedded within her. But at this moment, he didn't savor the sensation; he was captivated by the sudden surge of information in his mind.

The two swords are named Panlong and Lei Fa Wuji, representing the ultimate Yang. Panlong is the guardian sword of the ancient martial arts continent, where the enforcers resided in ancient times. Its wielder must possess the body of Lei Fa. Its previous owner was Lei Lin Wuzu, who protected this continent and upheld justice. When the sword is drawn, it unleashes the Eye of Heavenly Punishment, causing purple lightning to fill the sky. The other sword is Zhu Xie, representing the ultimate Yin. Zhu Xie is the guardian sword of Yin Huo Fan Shi, also from the ancient martial arts continent. Its wielder must possess the body of Tong Hui. Its previous owner was Ming Xin Wuzu, who protected this continent and vanquished evil. When the sword is drawn, it unleashes the Nine Yin Fire, which burns all things. Generally speaking, the two swords represent the ultimate Yang and the ultimate Yin respectively. If wielded by one alone, they would be difficult to control. Therefore, since the divine swords were created, men and women who wielded both swords have typically achieved a union of Yin and Yang, becoming husband and wife.

Holding Meiru in his arms, Li Feiyu felt a powerful surge of yang energy flow into his body as he grasped the Supreme Yang Sword. Within him, a green dragon roared, and the power of thunder and punishment flowed restlessly. This yang energy disrupted his dantian, shattering the balance. The sword's energy was no weaker than the power of the green dragon and the power of thunder and punishment. Disrupting the energy balance in his dantian, Li Feiyu felt excruciating pain, as if his body was about to explode. Burning with yang fire, he felt as if he were being incinerated. His Heavenly Azure True Qi automatically circulated, beginning to forge his yang body. He gasped for breath, exhaling streams of green vapor, his body temperature rising to an eerie height.

Meiru noticed Li Feiyu's abnormality, feeling his body burning hot, especially the object inserted into her lower body, which felt like a burning stick, its electric current growing stronger, leaving her numb and powerless.

"Husband, what's wrong?" Meiru looked up with concern, only to be met with a wisp of green breath exhaled by Li Feiyu. That breath was like a potent aphrodisiac, its power so strong that it instantly made her lose her senses. She writhed restlessly, coiling her body around Li Feiyu like a beautiful snake, her lower body especially wet and actively moving.

Her eyes were alluring, her tongue licking Li Feiyu's face, stroking his body up and down, as she coquettishly said, "Husband, love me!" This was agonizing for Li Feiyu. His yang energy began to flow, driven by the Heavenly Azure True Qi, beginning to forge the Nine Yang Body. The burning of the extreme yang fire caused large beads of sweat to appear on his face, but the terrifying heat quickly evaporated the sweat into powder that stuck to his body. This was because the yin energy emanating from Meiru's movements was absorbed by Li Feiyu's scorching hot Purple Lightning Dragon King Spear, giving him hope for relief from his pain. Forging the Nine Yang Body required the yin energy of a woman.

"Ah~" Li Feiyu's eyes were bloodshot, his body bulging with veins and muscles as he hugged himself. He was conscious, but this beastly impulse made him violent. He gripped Meiru's buttocks tightly, leaving dark bruises on them. The Purple Lightning Dragon King Spear crackled with purple-gold electricity, and with each pop, the veins on the shaft grew longer and thicker. The intense heat made Li Feiyu, holding Meiru, concentrate all his strength on the Purple Lightning Dragon King Spear below, and he groaned, "Come on! Meiru!" With that, he thrust in with unprecedented force, "Crack—" The violent impact sounded like a thunderclap in the small secret room.

"Ouch~ It hurts!" Meiru's bright red face turned pale, and tears streamed down her face. She felt a little suffocated, as if he had pierced her down there. The unprecedented depth made Meiru's lower abdomen swell. Perhaps this was the deepest penetration any woman had ever experienced. Li Feiyu's enormous penis could actually go all the way in. But her famous vagina, "Sheep Intestine Spring Dew," was powerful. It was indeed worthy of being called a vagina that men could never reach. Li Feiyu had reached her goal. After feeling the pain, Meiru quickly adapted. She hugged Li Feiyu's buttocks with both hands, rolled on the ground with him, and welcomed his thrusts.

As the two engaged in a fierce battle, the azure aura emanating from Li Feiyu slowly filled the entire secret chamber. A naked, ethereal female figure emerged from the Demon-Slaying Sword. Her figure was graceful, but her features were obscured by the blurry surface. Watching the two locked in combat, she frowned, scanning her surroundings. Seeing the azure aura emanating from Li Feiyu, the ethereal figure seemed to solidify slightly, and she exclaimed with delight, "Could it be someone possessed by the Azure Dragon? My daughter is saved!" Tears welled in the eyes of this woman of unknown origin, a sudden glimmer of hope after utter despair.

"Husband! Love me fiercely!" Meiru murmured, her voice soft and trembling, as if Li Feiyu had drained all the moisture from her body. But under the azure aura, she lost her reason, wanting only to submit to Li Feiyu, even if it meant death.

Li Feiyu gritted his teeth, thrusting relentlessly, his muscles bulging as he pounded into the woman beneath him. The illusory woman looked at the two, sighed, and transformed into wisps of smoke, disappearing into the Demon-Slaying Sword. The Demon-Slaying Sword trembled with a "clinking" sound, and wisps of dark blue flames ignited on its blade, emanating a chilling aura that clashed with the energy emanating from Li Feiyu.

Clinking—the Demon-Slaying Sword flew up, a phantom flashing by, and in a flash, it was already pressed against Meiru's back. The chilling flames eerily seeped into her smooth, silky skin, channeling yin energy into her. This yin energy was instantly absorbed by Li Feiyu, who slowly stopped his assault; otherwise, Meiru would surely have died.

The two remained embracing, the blue energy in the secret chamber gradually fading until clarity returned. Only the two lay panting on the ground, petals scattered everywhere, traces of their earlier frenzy.

Li Feiyu opened his eyes, flames burning within them, but quickly subsided. His deep pupils were so captivating that one could not help but be drawn into them. Suddenly, his eyes narrowed, and a beam of purple-gold light shot out from them, striking the ground with a "whoosh." A wisp of smoke rose from the ground, creating a hole about the size of a bowl and a meter deep. The beam lasted for about three seconds. After it finished, his eyes were bloodshot, and his pupils were filled with death, as if they were filled with countless white bones. "Hush~" Li Feiyu closed his eyes, exhaled, and opened them again. His eyes, except for being even more captivating, showed no other unusual expression. His face was pale and somewhat exhausted. Holding the unconscious Meiru, he said with a hint of satisfaction, "I didn't expect the Yin energy from the Demon-Slaying Sword to cause my Qi to drop two levels. My Nine Yang Body has reached the fifth level, and I unexpectedly gained the Azure Dragon Eye and the Asura Eye. These two swords, the Panlong and Demon-Slaying Swords, truly deserve to be called the guardian swords of the continent. As long as I learn the secret techniques passed down within them, this realm will be completely consolidated!" The fifth level of the Nine Yang Body is equivalent to a Martial Emperor, meaning that Li Feiyu is currently equivalent to a Martial Emperor. The lifespan of a Martial Emperor can reach a thousand years. They can create their own True Qi Domain, which is different from that of a Martial Emperor. Although Martial Emperors also have their own True Qi Domain, it is merely a martial arts domain, only usable for combat. A Martial Emperor's domain can not only be used for combat but also generate illusions to trap enemies. Now, Li Feiyu also feels that he can generate his own domain, but he knows that he has only raised his True Qi to the level of a Martial Emperor. His cultivation and understanding are not yet sufficient, and the power has not been fully integrated with himself. However, the feeling of being full of power gives him an urge to roar to the heavens. Is this the power of a Martial Emperor? This sudden possession of power gives him a sense of unreality. Martial Emperors can tread on the void, not fly using light footwork. Each time they are consumed by Yang Fire, it is accompanied by a desperate entanglement. He himself has never known martial arts and has become a powerful figure on this continent in just a few months. He went from his own fortuitous encounter to becoming a Martial Emperor, and suddenly realized that this world is not simple at all. What if others also have so many fortuitous encounters? The number of Martial Emperors in this world is not as small as portrayed in the martial arts world; in fact, it's quite large. According to the memories passed down through the Panlong Sword, besides this Ancient Martial Heavenly Dragon Continent, there's another continent, the Simon Continent, far across the ocean. Two enforcers, Lei Lin and Ming Xin, fought against the invaders from the Humeng Continent. Although they annihilated the enemy, both were severely injured. Ultimately, Martial Ancestor Lei Lin perished, while Martial Ancestor Ming Xin hid on this small island with their daughters. This indicates that the other continent also has its share of powerful figures. With so many powerful individuals, a faint smile appeared on Li Feiyu's lips. This is what makes it interesting.

Looking at the unconscious woman in his arms, Li Feiyu stroked her smooth skin. This woman had received the inheritance of the Demon-Slaying Sword. Recalling the illusion that appeared in his mind when he first encountered the Panlong Sword, it was clear that she had encountered it as well. Unfortunately, her soul power was not strong enough, and the power of the inheritance had scattered her memories. Perhaps this was the root cause of her amnesia. She would regain her memories soon. Thinking that she would regain her memories, Li Feiyu smiled wickedly. So what if she regained them? Even if your identity destined us to never be together, as long as I'm here, you can't leave me! At this moment, Li Feiyu had already guessed her identity. The inheritor of the Demon-Slaying Sword must possess a Yin-Yang Body. When he first heard that he himself had achieved Yang-Yang Body, he was somewhat confused and specifically inquired about special physical constitutions from Leng Youyou. She gave examples of people with special constitutions in their families: his older brother, adopted by his father from a young age, was a Martial God with a special affinity for the Dao, a sword-wielding prodigy; the eldest prince possessed a Daoist heart and a special sensitivity to the Dao of Nature, his path being either Dao Saint or Demon; his grandmother, Hua Rulin, possessed a Daoist Body and a Clear Mind, reaching the peak of Martial Emperor in just a hundred years. Now, Meiru had obtained the Demon-Slaying Sword inheritance, meaning she possessed a Daoist Body—she was none other than his grandmother Hua Rulin, who had disappeared ten years prior.

Thinking about how he had slept with his own grandmother, seeing her face flushed with spring, exuding the charm of a young woman, how could one guess her age? His Purple Lightning Dragon King Spear was still inserted in that red and swollen jade pot, and Li Feiyu felt exceptionally aroused. So what if she was his grandmother? So, before she regains her memories, he will completely conquer her body and soul. If she awakens now and discovers her grandson inside her, she'll probably commit suicide out of shame and indignation, right? He caresses her alluring figure, flicking the pink cherries atop her firm breasts, and holds her tightly. From now on, he will bring her happiness!

"Come out! I think you're not dead yet!" Li Feiyu suddenly stares intently at the Demon-Slaying Sword stuck in the ground. He can sense a pair of eyes staring at him from within the sword.

A wisp of smoke rises from the Demon-Slaying Sword, and a woman's phantom floats before Li Feiyu, her voice clear and elegant: "How could you know? I'm just a soul!" The woman's soul cannot discern Li Feiyu's cultivation level or his supernatural abilities. Could it be the divine power of the eyes that emitted the purple-gold pillar of light earlier? Thinking of this, she sighs inwardly. The person possessed by the Azure Dragon is indeed terrifying; she senses an aura of world-destroying power from that pillar of light.

Li Feiyu looked at the woman's illusory figure, his eyes flickering, and said, "I think you are Martial Ancestor Mingxin, right?" The inheritance records that Mingxin cultivated the Soul Path, and her soul had reached the realm of immortality. Having lived within the sword for so many years, he really couldn't think of anyone else but Martial Ancestor Mingxin!

The illusory

figure didn't deny it, sighing softly, looking at Li Feiyu and saying, "The past is like smoke. Even if you are a Martial Ancestor, what does it matter? In the end, only a pile of bones remains."

"Are there realms above Martial Ancestor?" Li Feiyu suddenly asked.

Mingxin nodded, saying, "No one has broken through to Martial Ancestor yet, but I have been a Martial Ancestor for a thousand years, and I can sense that there are powerful beings above Martial Ancestor."

Li Feiyu smiled wickedly, playing with the delicate body in his arms, looking at the illusory figure and saying, "With your powerful soul force, you could easily possess another body and be reborn. Why?"

Mingxin shook her head and sighed. Li Feiyu roughly guessed that her soul was born from the sword and had become the sword spirit of the Demon-Slaying Sword.

“I used to absorb Yin energy in the Demon-Slaying Sword, but Yin cannot thrive alone, and Yang cannot grow alone; my soul could not be resurrected. Finally, I encountered the Panlong Sword. I will immediately enter the Panlong Sword to absorb Yang energy. As long as I absorb enough blood, I can solidify and be reborn. During this time, I hope you can take good care of my daughter. She is a living being and will be of great help to you,” Mingxin said.

“Why does it seem like I haven’t gained anything? Do you think I’m here taking care of your daughter?” Li Feiyu’s eyes flickered as he looked at Mingxin and smiled faintly.

Mingxin’s face remained calm and composed, without the slightest anger. “How about I give you my daughter?”

Li Feiyu smiled wickedly and asked, “Do you think I’m not qualified to personally conquer your daughter? It would be more appropriate if I were to sacrifice you!”

“Hmph!” Mingxin snorted coldly and said in an icy tone, “Whether you save her or not is up to you! She is a living being, but she is tainted by the soul-devouring death energy from the Ghost Realm. You only need to inject a strand of Azure Dragon power into her body!” After saying that, his figure turned into a wisp of green smoke and disappeared into the Panlong Sword, which was still surrounded by purple lightning, beside Li Feiyu.

Li Feiyu stared at the trembling Panlong Sword, his voice domineering, "What protection?! I don't care about that! From now on, this sword is called Emperor's Slayer. Mother-in-law, did you hear me?"

Perhaps Mingxin was still adjusting to the world within the sword and showed no reaction. The sword was originally full of spiritual energy and could respond to Li Feiyu's emotions, but just now, Li Feiyu had drained its spiritual energy, so the sword looked like a dead object. But Li Feiyu knew that Mingxin had heard him, and the divine sword had heard him too. Emperor's Slayer, reigning supreme above heaven and earth, slaying gods and demons alike, wherever the sword's edge points, all things fall silent!

Looking at the soft, delicate body in his arms, feeling pity for her swollen and red vulva, Li Feiyu very carefully slowed down, withdrawing his enormous member. The Purple Lightning Dragon King Spear no longer had any electricity, but it was still erect, red, and covered with the white fluid of men and women, emitting a strange odor.

"Mmm." Meiru's lower passage contracted tightly, causing a sharp pain. She frowned, opening her eyes blankly to see Li Feiyu looking at her with pity and tenderness. She knew he was withdrawing from her body, her memory of the passionate embrace still hazy. Her white, lotus-like arms wrapped around his neck, her breath warm against his face as she playfully complained, "Husband, it hurts!"

Li Feiyu lowered his head and kissed her cute, pouting lips. "Mmm~~" Their lips and tongues mingled. Li Feiyu felt his lower body slowly swell again, a jolt of electricity spreading through him, his passion rekindling. Her charm was truly immense. Despite being a mature and beautiful woman, her coquettishness made her seem like that of an innocent young girl, especially since her eyes and expressions seemed to belong to a girl at heart, completely unpretentious. The electric current made Meiru forget the pain, bringing a tingling, hot numbness. She looked at Li Feiyu with seductive eyes, and taking advantage of her moment of passion, Li Feiyu suddenly thrust in. With a "pop," his massive member withdrew from Meiru's red and swollen vulva.

"Ugh!" Meiru felt the pain again the moment he withdrew, biting down on Li Feiyu's tongue. She quickly released her mouth, looking at Li Feiyu, ignoring the pain in her lower body, looking at him with self-reproach and pity, anxiously asking, "Husband, were you bitten?"

Li Feiyu touched her upper body heavily, and surprisingly, he felt a drop of white fluid from her pink cherry lips, comforting her, "How could anything be wrong? My darling was considerate of me, so it didn't hurt!"

"No! Husband, stick out your tongue and let me see, okay?" Meiru looked at him worriedly, her bright eyes seemingly overflowing with tears.

"Don't worry, baby! I'll show you!" Not wanting her to worry too much, he slowly extended his tongue. There were a few teeth marks on his rough tongue, and the skin around it was slightly broken. These were nothing to Li Feiyu; with the flow of true energy, the wounds would heal completely. At the Martial Emperor level, even severed limbs could regenerate.

"Husband!" Meiru's eyes welled with tears of self-reproach. She extended her delicate, smooth tongue and tried to lick the small wound, but Li Feiyu's tongue wrapped around it, tightly entwining it. Their tongues intertwined, and a sucking sound filled their mouths.

After a long while, Meiru, panting, gave him a charmingly reproachful look and said, "Husband, you're so naughty! Your tongue is really alright!"

Li Feiyu chuckled and kissed Meiru's beautiful face, saying, "It was fine at first, but after what happened, it's fine now!"

"Husband, I don't believe you!" Meiru said shyly.

"There's nothing I can do if you don't believe me! You have to make it up to me!" With that, he lowered his head and buried his face between her soft, white breasts, then opened his mouth and took a grape into it, sucking hard. The warm, fragrant breast milk flowed into his mouth, gurgling as he swallowed it.

Meiru held his head tightly, pressing him against her snowy peaks, panting, "Husband, it's so numb and swollen! Push harder!" She felt as if she were holding her own child, with a strong urge to breastfeed, mixed with...

Li Feiyu sucked hard, switching from left to right, then from right to left. After a long while, he paused, feeling completely satisfied. The abundant breast milk filled him with pleasure. Milk dripped from the corner of his mouth, and he reached out and touched it, then put his finger into Meiru's mouth, teasing her soft, delicate tongue. He chuckled wickedly, "How does your own breast milk taste?"

Meiru licked it and said, "Husband, you're so naughty!"

"How could I be naughty?" Li Feiyu laughed, feeling a slight throbbing pain in his lower body. He felt that his lower body had been restless ever since he came into this world. Was he destined to be a stud, spending all his time on women's bellies? He knew he had to find a cultivation technique to control this urge, otherwise even a thousand women couldn't handle it.

At this moment, Meiru felt a huge object pressing against her lower abdomen, sending shivers down her spine. Looking down, she saw the monstrous thing spitting out lightning, its face pale, looking pitifully at Li Feiyu, saying, "Husband, it hurts so much down there! Can I use another place for you?"

Li Feiyu felt a surge of emotion, embracing her and kissing her orchid-scented hair, saying, "How could your husband still ask you for anything? Your body is in pain, you can serve me later!"

"Husband! You're so good!" Meiru looked at him tenderly, then lowered her head and took the huge head into her mouth, licking away the foul-smelling liquid. The head filled her small mouth, but she didn't give up, continuing to swallow, then using her natural talent to begin deep throating. "Fool!

" Li Feiyu wanted to stop her, but knowing that she was gentle on the outside but strong on the inside, and that she would feel guilty if he didn't let her continue, he let her have her way, but dared not move for fear of hurting her throat. He gasped as the nimble little tongue licked him, lifting his head to savor the sensation, trying to extinguish the flames of desire he could no longer suppress. This state of mind was becoming increasingly irritating.

Looking up, Li Feiyu saw the sleeping girl lying among the flowers. His pupils contracted, his eyes filled with a blue aura—the Azure Dragon Eye—activated! He seemed to instantly appear before the girl. She had blue hair, breathtakingly beautiful, even more so than a princess. Frost clung to her long eyelashes, making her appear exceptionally beautiful. Her thin gauze dress was practically invisible under the Azure Dragon Eye. Her body began to move; her white breasts swelled, forming a shallow cleavage between her snowy peaks. Her figure was exquisite, with only a few sparse hairs on her genitals, making the slit appear tight and narrow. He suddenly chuckled wickedly. Didn't she need the power of the Azure Dragon to awaken? His own intense desire seemed to stem from the power of the Azure Dragon; his essence contained pure Azure Dragon power!

"Husband! Why aren't you coming out yet? My mouth is numb!" Meiru had been moving for a long time before finally spitting out the massive member. The electric current on it was still throbbing, but her mouth was numb and her throat was sore. She looked at Li Feiyu with a resentful expression.

Li Feiyu felt sorry for her and smiled wryly, "Baby! Don't you know how powerful I am?"

"Husband, then... then I'll continue!" She said, preparing to take it in again.

Li Feiyu hugged her and said with a wicked smile, "Silly girl, yours hurts the most! You can use other places!"

"Husband!" Meiru blushed slightly, thinking he was going to go to her anus.

Li Feiyu flipped over and inserted the Purple Lightning Dragon King Spear into the crevice of her snowy peaks, grabbing her breasts and moving them around.

"Ah, husband!" Meiru exclaimed in surprise. She hadn't expected this kind of play. She thought it was anal sex, something she remembered reading in a book.

Li Feiyu said with a wicked smile, "There's more to play later!" He then moved with all his might, enjoying the softness of her breasts. He turned Meiru over, inserted the Purple Lightning Dragon King Spear between her buttocks, feeling the heat and desire. After a long while, he finally reached his climax.

"Ah! Meiru! I'm coming!" With that, he rubbed rapidly, withdrew from her deep buttocks, and rushed towards the sleeping girl. He didn't have time to admire her beauty, pried open her cherry-like mouth, and thrust the dragon spear into her mouth, pressing it against her throat. He ejaculated rapidly, the ejaculation lasting for over a minute. The copious amount of semen, unable to be contained, flowed down her chin, soaking her face and neck. However, more than half of it still flowed directly into her body through his powerful thrusts.

"So good! Little beauty, wake up!" Li Feiyu looked at the sleeping, stunningly beautiful girl and lewdly grinned.

Chapter Sixty: Exquisite Beauty and Fragrance. The

air was thick with the afterglow of a couple's lovemaking. Mei Ru lay weakly on the ground, her exquisite beauty tinged with satisfaction. She watched Li Feiyu run towards the flowerbed, struggling to sit up, and looked at him, saying, "Husband, what are you doing?" Then, she suddenly heard Li Feiyu's lewd voice. Was there no beauty left? Thinking of this, she pouted, somewhat unhappy. Suddenly remembering his strength, she let go of her displeasure. Was that her sister?

Li Feiyu looked at the exquisitely beautiful girl with anticipation, hoping she would wake up quickly.

The thick white fluid was mysteriously absorbed by her at a visible speed. After absorption, her skin turned black, and a black aura gradually emerged. The black aura subsided, the flowers withered, but in the blink of an eye, a strange fragrance emanated from the girl's body. Her body radiated a captivating aura, the fragrance like the arrival of spring, and the withered flowers on the ground bloomed anew. The fragrance of flowers in the air grew stronger, and the softly glowing blossoms suddenly shone brightly, as if absorbing abundant energy. They bloomed profusely, their petals spreading dreamlike throughout the secret chamber, fluttering down towards the sleeping girl, covering her and forming a floral ball.

"Husband, what is this? It's so beautiful!" Meiru exclaimed in amazement, like a seven or eight-year-old girl watching the changes in the chamber. She suddenly realized that after kissing the fragrant scent, her strength had returned, and the pain in her mouth, throat, groin, and vagina had slowly disappeared. With that, she stood up and threw herself naked into his arms.

Li Feiyu, holding Meiru's alluring body, surprisingly felt no desire after smelling the fragrance. Looking at the floral ball, he knew that this girl with a living body was about to awaken.

Petals fluttered, mingling with the rich fragrance, and multicolored light illuminated the entire secret chamber.

The floral ball gradually unfurled, like a blooming flower, revealing the girl's exquisite face. Her eyelashes fluttered as she opened her pink eyes, her bright pupils filled with the bewilderment of first awakening.

That fleeting moment of pure beauty upon waking stirred Li Feiyu's heart. She was like a little elf, and he even felt a pang of guilt for his earlier disrespect towards her. But he quickly suppressed his unease; he would only truly feel uneasy if she were held in someone else's arms.

"Ah! There's someone here? This little girl is so pretty!!" Meiru, who had only seen Li Feiyu upon waking, only noticed the girl awakening in the flowerbed.

The girl, drawn by Meiru's voice, snapped out of her daze and looked at the two. But that one look caused a blush to rise on her face. She closed her eyes, her voice as sweet and melodious as a clear spring, and said, "Big brother, big sister, could you please put on some clothes?"

Meiru shyly buried her head in Li Feiyu's chest, gently pinching him with her delicate hand.

Li Feiyu chuckled wryly. Where would he find clothes in this situation? He asked indifferently, "What's your name?"

Hearing his question, the girl's past flashed before her eyes as if it were yesterday. She knew she had been unconscious for a long time, and a look of sorrow appeared on her face. Long ago, she was a princess of the continent, but after her father's death, her mother, severely injured, fled here with her and soon died as well. Others coveted her father and mother's status and power, and also coveted her life. Even if she woke up, what good would it do? The world was vast; where could she find refuge?

Her heart was weary, and she had no tears left. The flowers in the secret room withered quickly. She gazed sadly at the handsome, imposing young man with golden hair, suppressing her shyness, and said, "You can call me Xinyu." This young man looked about her age, only sixteen or seventeen, but she knew she had been unconscious for a long time, and looking at his strong body, she couldn't possibly consider him her younger brother.

"Xinyu, now that you're awake, let me take care of you from now on!" Li Feiyu looked at the girl, somewhat infatuated. Her beauty exuded a sweet fragrance; looking at her was like basking in a spring breeze.

Meiru raised her head, her delicate lips slightly pouting, a hint of displeasure in her expression. Before her amnesia, she had been domineering, but she hadn't objected. In her memory, she was still in the early stages of getting to know her husband, and she knew he had many women, with a premonition that this number would only increase. Leaving him was impossible; she had already developed an attachment to him, only hoping he would pamper her more.

Li Feiyu patted her round, plump buttocks. Looks like he hadn't tamed her enough!

"Giggle~~~" Xinyu laughed crisply, saying to Li Feiyu, "Alright! From now on, I'll stick with you!" She possessed a living body and a natural heart. If it were an evil person, she would be acutely disgusted, but with him, she felt a strong sense of closeness, an urge to throw herself into his arms. Her world had shattered; since he was willing to provide her with a haven, why should she object?

Li Feiyu was overjoyed. Seeing the unhappiness of the beauty in his arms, he kissed her lips, their tongues lingering for a moment, and said, "Baby, don't be angry! I'll take good care of you from now on!"

"Husband!" Meiru felt a sweet warmth in her heart and said shyly, "And little sister Xinyu is here watching!"

"Giggle~~~ This sister is so cute!" Xinyu blushed, secretly scoffing at the two of them for their shamelessness, and took the initiative to tease them to ease the awkwardness. It was true that she possessed a life form, and that naturally sweet aura made her appear gentle as water, but who would have thought that she was once known as the "Devil Princess of the Ancient Dragon Palace"? Not only was she bold, but she also loved to play pranks, and under the pampering of various powerful figures, she was completely lawless.

Looking at the even more shy beauty in his arms, Li Feiyu held her delicate body and looked at Xin Yu. He noticed she was no longer as sorrowful as before and smiled with relief, "Let me go find some clothes first, then I'll take you out."

"Mmm," Xin Yu obediently nodded. She longed for the outside world. Since her father's death, she had lived on the run, unsure if the outside world was still as beautiful as before. The carefree feeling of appreciating beauty was gone.

Mei Ru hugged Li Feiyu tightly, her firm breasts pressing against his strong chest. Her eyes held a hint of reluctance as she said, "Husband, I… then please come back quickly, okay?" She had originally wanted to say she would go with him, but she was completely naked and didn't want anyone to see her body.

Li Feiyu kissed her on the cheek and released her. Although holding her was comfortable, he couldn't stay here forever! He took the Emperor's Killing Sword and walked out of the secret chamber entrance. The entrance blocked out ripples, the barrier opened automatically, and his figure disappeared into a black mist.

Inside the luxurious manor of the Yongdu Palace.

"Your Highness, news has come from the palace that the young prince has been bestowed the title of 'King Qitian' and has been taken to the Li family's secret territory," a servant reported respectfully from behind a beautiful and elegant woman.

The woman gazed wistfully at the sky, sighed, and said, "Go down!" This woman was none other than Bi Ru, who had disappeared long ago. She was as beautiful as ever, but a few strands of white hair and wrinkles had appeared at her temples. Since losing the essence of the Xuanmu, her body had aged daily. She didn't want her son to see her like this. Furthermore, it was said that those who had lost the essence of the Xuanmu and those who had gained it felt a connection when they were close, even an urge to merge. She had already discovered that her awakened son was a seed, and to avoid embarrassment, she had left the capital and lived in seclusion here, content as long as she heard news of his safety.

At this moment, a servant approached and respectfully said, "Your Highness, Fairy Yuhua requests an audience!"

"Yuhua?" Biru's face lit up with joy, and she quickly said, "Take me there!"

Fairy Yuhua was a title of respect among the martial arts practitioners of the Great Han Empire. Not only was she stunningly beautiful, but her Yuhua Sword Technique was unparalleled, and her strength had reached the Martial Spirit rank. She was the direct disciple of the Palace Master of the Phoenix Mountain Feather Spirit Palace and one of the five most beautiful women of the previous generation, on par with Biru. To this day, she remained unmarried and cherished a deep friendship with Biru. 03-24
Chapter Sixty-One: Fairy Yuhua

The blue flowers of late autumn were in full bloom, and a cool breeze carrying a sorrowful air blew in gusts. The beautiful figure standing in the desolate autumn wind among the blue flowers shivered. Although she had reached a level of cultivation where she was impervious to heat and cold, the chill in her heart made her sway slightly in the autumn wind. She was an absolutely beautiful woman, with a face like autumn water, white as snow, and graceful, possessing a mature and elegant charm within her pure beauty. Fairy Yuhua gave a self-deprecating laugh, her bright eyes tinged with sadness. She gazed blankly at the somber sky, a sense of bewilderment lingering. Blue petals drifted in the cool autumn breeze, blurring her exquisite figure. Her long hair flowed freely, her white gauze dress danced in the wind; she resembled Chang'e, the Moon Goddess, from the Moon Palace. But even her beauty couldn't dispel her sorrow. Homeless, she could only find solace here, for her best friends were here.

Biru stood beneath the garden's carved railing, watching the beautiful yet melancholic figure amidst the falling petals. A soft sigh escaped her lips as she moved closer.

Who had made this ethereal fairy, as beautiful as moonlight, so sorrowful?

"Yuhua," Biru murmured, a mixture of helplessness and deep pity for her. It was a soft voice, yet it offered the greatest comfort.

Hearing Bi Ru's pitying tone, Fairy Yu Hua's somewhat bony shoulders trembled slightly, and her clear, bewildered eyes filled with sorrowful tears. She turned and threw her delicate body into Bi Ru's arms, sobbing.

After a long while, Bi Ru sensed that her emotions had calmed down a bit, and then asked, "Can you tell me what happened?"

She raised her head, her eyes no longer crying, but her expression was somewhat somber, her eyes red and swollen, and she said blankly, "I've been expelled from my sect!" Her tone was filled with confusion, helplessness, and sorrow. If it weren't for her good sister here, she truly didn't know where to go!

"What?!" Bi Ru was shocked, looking at her in disbelief. The jade-like woman before her was pure and flawless, and also a martial arts prodigy. She was only thirty years old this year, yet she had already reached the peak of Martial Spirit. With a little enlightenment, she could become a Martial Emperor. As far as Bi Ru knew, the palace master of her sister's Feather Spirit Palace was only a Martial Emperor. How could someone with such high cultivation be expelled from their sect? Moreover, her self-created Jade Flower Sword Technique ranks among the Earth-level techniques, a skill that only a genius among Martial Emperors could create! All martial arts techniques are divided into four ranks: Human, Earth, Heaven, and Transformation. Except for Transformation-level techniques, which are created by Heaven and Earth, those who create Human, Earth, and Heaven-level techniques are all people of great wisdom. How could such a genius be expelled from her sect?

Jade Flower stared blankly, and Bi Ru felt a pang of pity. She reached out and wiped away the tears on the fairy-like beauty's face, asking, "Why?"

"I...I offended the Puppet Manor. The sect's power is simply too great to provoke. To preserve the sect, Master expelled me from Phoenix Mountain, forcing me to escape the Puppet Manor's pursuit," Jade Flower said, her voice stiff and sorrowful.

Bi Ru frowned. Doll Manor was located in the secluded valley adjacent to Phoenix Mountain. Outsiders rarely found it, as it appeared to be only the size of a desk, hidden deep within the valley. It was said that Doll Manor was a space created by a low-level Martial Ancestor with a strange temper. Although it couldn't compare to the worlds created by peak Martial Ancestors, it was a world within itself, seemingly boundless, inhabited by equally eccentric individuals. They were either disabled or mentally unstable, yet their martial arts were remarkably high, including many Martial Emperors and Martial Kings. Bi Ru couldn't fathom how her younger sister had offended the people of Doll Manor. Doll Manor had a rule that no one could easily leave; this meant her sister had entered the manor. Phoenix Mountain was so close to the secluded valley; they must know the location of Doll Manor.

Bi Ru thought for a moment, then suddenly her expression froze, her face turning deathly pale. Looking at her younger sister, she hugged her tightly, saying with a touch of pity, "You silly little sister!" She finally understood how the universally praised Fairy Yu Hua had offended the Puppet Manor. She remembered that in the Puppet Manor, there was a strange couple. This couple had once been famous figures on the continent. They were originally a mother and son, but because the son absorbed his mother's Xuanmu essence, the two were attracted to each other and became husband and wife. Unable to bear the cold stares and harsh words of the world, they were mentally disturbed and hid in the Puppet Manor. Later, the woman's son refined the Rejuvenating Pill to replenish the Xuan Qi that his mother lacked. So, this little sister had gone deep into the manor to steal the Rejuvenating Pill for her.

Fairy Yuhua buried her head in Biru's arms, feeling somewhat aggrieved. She took out a bottle of pills from her bosom and said, "This is the Rejuvenating Pill. As long as you take it, you can replenish your own Xuan Qi."

"Sister," Biru stroked her hair, saying with pity, "Why are you doing this?"

"Sister, I don't regret it! If it weren't for you, I wouldn't even know my own background! Because of you, I learned that my family's enemy was actually that traitor Nangong!" Knowing that she had understood the reason for her expulsion from the sect, Fairy Yuhua quickly said, afraid that she would feel guilty.

"Alas!" Bi Ru sighed, "What do the people of Doll Manor intend to do to you?"

Yu Hua thought to herself, "That Master Tai wants me as a concubine! I would rather die than go."

"Is it that despicable man?" Bi Ru's face turned cold as she looked at Yu Hua, who was covered in dust and her clothes were somewhat dirty and disheveled. She comforted her, "Stay here from now on! My sister has suffered a lot on her journey for me. Let's bathe and wash away the dust and dust, and never suffer any more!" Bi Ru was annoyed that that despicable man had his eye on her sister, but there was nothing she could do. The Master of Doll Manor called himself the Palace Master of Tai Palace. He was a powerful Martial Emperor, but he was actually a transvestite who had been castrated at the age of eight. Everyone knew this, yet he repeatedly took wives and concubines, ignoring the beautiful women after taking them to satisfy his own desires. It was pitiful that those women suffered tragic ends. He was ashamed of all this. How could Yu Hua fall into the jaws of this wolf and live a lonely and miserable life?

"Mmm," Yu Hua replied, following Bi Ru into the bathroom.

Wisps of steam rose, petals floated on the hot water, filling the air with fragrance.

Bi Ru unbuttoned her dress, revealing a red embroidered bodice. The deep, white cleavage accentuated the bodice's perfect curves, beneath which were green patterned underpants. Her delicate feet peeked out from the pant legs, resting on the flowerbed. Though a few wrinkles and gray hairs appeared at her temples, they only enhanced her mature charm. A blush graced her beautiful face, her allure possessing a captivating allure and unparalleled beauty. Yu Hua was no less stunning than Bi Ru. Perhaps this wasn't the first time they had bathed together. She naturally removed her outer garments. Perhaps due to her martial arts training, she didn't fasten her bodice, instead revealing white silk brocade. Her snow-white breasts were faintly visible, and her white underpants clung tightly to her plump buttocks and shapely legs, only slightly less so than Bi Ru's.

When Biru removed her bodice and underpants, Yuhua temporarily forgot her sorrow, her eyes filled with a hint of admiration. Her white, plump breasts sprang forth, full of elasticity, her rounded buttocks firm and white, and her vulva was completely hairless – a true "white tiger," a woman's most prized possession. Before Yuhua could even admire them properly, Biru had already stepped into the bath. The flower petals on the water's surface obscured her view, revealing only half of Biru's breasts.

Biru turned around and saw Yuhua staring blankly at her. She chuckled, "Sister, why are you taking advantage of me?!"

Yuhua blushed, her captivating blush making her breathtakingly beautiful, which Biru secretly admired. She teased, "Sister, such a beauty, I wonder which lucky boy has gotten her? Why don't you marry my son? I'm truly unwilling to marry someone else!"

"Sister, you're making me blush!" Yu Hua, her face still a little tender, took off her clothes, revealing her ample buttocks and breasts, almost as large as Bi Ru's. She stepped into the pool, letting go of her sorrow, and said shyly, "I want to see how your son can make you so worried, hehe~~ If he's really good, I might as well marry him. Marrying anyone is the same, at least I won't be separated from you, sister!"

Bi Ru teased, "Alright! I have complete faith in Yu'er! Don't go back on your word later, little sister!"

Yu Hua reverted to her former self, looking at Bi Ru shyly, "I won't go back on my word!" "As long as he has the ability, what's wrong with calling you 'Mother'?"

Bi Ru laughed and said to Yu Hua, "Shameless! I'm afraid you won't be able to escape then!" She had no aversion to Yu Hua becoming her daughter-in-law. She was somewhat worried about handing this pure and innocent girl over to someone else. She also knew her sister's standards; she required someone not only to be of excellent character but also to have the strength to resist the Nangong family. Therefore, even though the Yu Ling Palace did not oppose its disciples marrying, she disdained those who pursued her because of her high standards, and Yun Ying remained unmarried to this day.

Chapter Sixty-Two: Red Phoenix and Fragrant Snake The

black mist churned up and down, and the Taoist figure, with a purple lightning protective barrier, moved through it. As he passed by, the black mist strangely retreated to both sides.

When Li Feiyu returned to the secret room wearing an ill-fitting coarse cloth, the two women who had been waiting anxiously revealed their stunning smiles.

Completely naked, her eyes blurry with tears, Meiru nestled into Li Feiyu's arms, pouting slightly, "Husband, why were you gone for so long?"

Li Feiyu handed her some clothes, casually kneading her buttocks, his gaze lingering on her firm, snowy breasts. He smiled wryly, "I practically searched the entire island, just to find you some suitable clothes. Don't be angry, my little darling!"

"Husband!" Meiru, forgetting her shyness, kissed Li Feiyu on the cheek, saying, "Thank you, husband!"

Li Feiyu held Meiru in his arms, looking up at Xinyu, "The outside world might be different from what you imagine. From now on, come with me!" Xinyu 's

expression held a longing for the outside world. Looking at Li Feiyu with beautiful eyes, she nodded shyly, saying, "Mm!"

"Husband, could you please put some clothes on me?" Meiru asked, swaying her slender waist playfully.

Li Feiyu pinched her delicate nose; her amnesia made her act like a little girl, and he wondered how nimble her movements were. Dressing the beauty, Li Feiyu was eager to please. He dressed Meiru piece by piece, taking full advantage of her in the process. Yet, Meiru enjoyed his actions and even deliberately made him hard.

"Little vixen!" Li Feiyu pulled her into his arms and kissed her lips. Before he could even extend his tongue, Meiru's nimble tongue had already parted his lips, and their tongues intertwined thirstily...

After a long while, Meiru collapsed weakly into Li Feiyu's arms, feeling a growing itch in her lower body. Her face flushed with passion.

Li Feiyu knew this wasn't the time for pleasure, so he suppressed his burning desire and pressed his dragon spear against her soft spot through her leather pants, pressing tightly against her plump buttocks to make them even closer. He breathed heavily in Meiru's ear and said wickedly, "Little darling, you're such a slut!"

Meiru buried her head in his chest, blushing shyly, and nervously hugged Li Feiyu's waist, saying, "Husband, am I really that slutty? Then... then will you want me?"

Li Feiyu laughed and said, "How could I not like you? The slutter you are to me in the future, the more I'll like you!"

"Husband, you're so bad!" Meiru was too ashamed to lift her head. Smelling the strong masculine aura emanating from him, her body became even softer, feeling an unprecedented peace. The anxiety she had felt when he left earlier had vanished without a trace.

Xinyu turned her face away, avoiding seeing the intimacy between the two. A fragrant aroma filled the secret chamber, and blooming flowers emitted a blue fluorescent glow at her feet. The chilling air emanating from the pool caused the flowers to condense into glistening ice beads. Seeing the scene, Xin Yu suddenly remembered something. Her beautiful, deep blue crystal eyes gazed at the lush flowerbed at her feet, and a strange red flower burning with green flames slowly appeared in her eyes. The flowers on the ground dissolved and melted at her will, revealing a hole large enough for two people to jump down. A barrier protected the entrance, preventing the pool water from entering. The secret passage was deep and bottomless, with numerous luminous beads illuminating the way. Seeing this passage, she exclaimed with delight, "Brother Fei Yu! Come quick! There's a secret passage out here!" Then, her face flushed, realizing her mistake. She was probably older than him; if she had been unconscious for a long time, she could be his aunt. Why was she calling him "brother"? But the slight dependence she felt on him made her call him that so willingly, that it slipped out without hesitation.

Li Feiyu didn't even notice her address for a moment. He was helping Meiru get dressed, holding her slender waist. Hearing Xinyu's words, he was a little surprised. He walked over and saw a bottomless secret passage at her feet. A chill emanated from the passage, making him frown and say, "How come there's a secret passage here?"

Upon hearing this, Xin Yu recalled the origins of the secret passage, and a hint of sadness flashed in her bright eyes, making her exquisitely beautiful appearance all the more pitiful.

Li Feiyu looked at the stunningly beautiful blue-haired girl, sighed, and reached out to grasp her boneless, soft hand. Clearly, she knew the origins of the secret passage, but had unpleasant memories associated with it.

Xin Yu's hand was held by him, and the heat emanating from his palm made her heart tremble. Her young heart pounded uncontrollably. She tried to pull away but couldn't, a blush creeping onto her face as she allowed him to hold her hand. Thinking of the origin of this secret passage, she lowered her head and murmured, "This is an escape passage left by my mother. Years ago, my mother was severely injured and, to escape the pursuit of the Ghost Realm, she filled this passage with all sorts of traps. If they came, she would lure them in. This passage has over a hundred branches, but only one leads out." As she finished speaking, recalling her carefree days before and the hardships of her sudden escape, her bright eyes filled with tears. Perhaps sensing her sorrow, the blue flowers, fueled by her life force, bloomed with a deep, eerie light. Dewdrops, like tears, seeped from their stamens, and the fragrance carried a hint of saltiness.

Meiru had always felt a fondness for this stunningly beautiful girl, a feeling akin to maternal love, a desire to protect her. She released Li Feiyu's embrace, rolled her eyes at him, and stepped forward to comfort him, saying, "It's alright, everything's in the past. From now on, stay by our side! I'm your older sister now, and my husband will protect you. No one can bully you anymore!"

Tears glistened on Xinyu's exquisite face as she looked up at the two of them with delight, happily asking Li Feiyu, "Is that alright, Brother Feiyu?"

Li Feiyu reached out and embraced her soft, delicate body, wiping away her tears with his hand, tenderly saying, "Silly girl, of course!" At this moment, he felt no desire, only a desire to protect this beautiful girl who had suffered so much. She was a celestial being, deserving of such hardship; he would protect her from now on!

Xin Yu blushed, but nestled peacefully in his arms. His scent gave her an unprecedented sense of security—a strong masculine aura that seemed to support her entire world. Actually, when she woke up, she found her father and mother's swords in their hands, indicating that they were the new inheritors of the two guardian swords, taking their place. Instinctively, she trusted them completely.

Li Feiyu was pleased that the beautiful woman had accepted Xin Yu as a sister; their closer relationship saved him a lot of trouble. Since Xin Yu knew the correct way to navigate the secret passage, he and Mei Ru, each holding the Emperor's Slaughter Sword and the Evil-Slaying Sword respectively, followed Xin Yu into the passage. The sunset glow on

the horizon was a crimson hue, the sea reflecting the twilight scene like blood. The orange-red glow, accompanied by the sound of the waves, illuminated the densely forested island, creating a scene of peace and beauty. Deep within the dense jungle at the island's edge, a small, damp, moss-covered stalactite cave was faintly visible. The cave was deep and bottomless, with the occasional dripping of water. At this moment, ripples parted at the cave entrance, and with a "pop," the protective barrier shattered. The cave entrance seemed to expand tenfold and become bright; the barrier was merely an illusion. Simultaneously, two women emerged—Li Feiyu, Meiru, and Xinyu. Meiru and Xinyu's beautiful faces were pale, and they clung tightly to Li Feiyu's arms. Even Li Feiyu's forehead was damp with cold sweat. Seeing the faint light at the cave entrance, all three were overjoyed and quickened their pace.

The sun had already set, and a salty sea breeze swept over them, making them breathe a sigh of relief. Li Feiyu wiped the cold sweat from his brow. He had escaped danger multiple times in the secret passage, but even this seemingly insurmountable passage was fraught with peril, let alone the side passages that appeared more likely to lead out. To his surprise, Mingxin was not only a Martial Ancestor but also a Grandmaster of Formations. Any formation she set up was comparable to the protective formations of those powerful sects. What kind of powerful force made her so cautious and scheming? In any case, such a force was not something Li Feiyu could afford to offend at the moment. Martial Emperors might be top experts in the Great Han Empire, but compared to the turbulent waters of the entire continent, they were obviously no match. Even Martial Ancestors could perish, let alone his half-baked level.

"Hiss—" A snake-like sound rang out behind the three of them. Li Feiyu was startled and quickly grabbed the two women's slender waists and dodged to the side. Cold sweat reappeared on his forehead. Since entering the secret passage, he had been using his divine sense to cover the surroundings. He hadn't expected that a strange object would appear silently behind the three of them. If it hadn't made a sound, he wouldn't have noticed it.

A small, alluring snake, its body a deep red and its eyes a peach-pink, coiled on the ground. It raised its head, flicking its tiny tongue with a hissing sound. Unlike the yellowish eyes of most snakes, its bright pupils were crystal clear, reflecting the three figures in a pleading gaze. Its smooth body shimmered with a fluorescent light, emitting a faint, intoxicating musky scent. As it writhed in supplication, its small body exuded endless allure. This seductive aura was so similar to that of the red-tailed jade fox, yet brimming with a spiritual quality.

Xin Yu's face lit up with joy upon seeing the little snake. She released Li Feiyu's arm and ran over with light, graceful steps. The snake hissed, its eyes gleaming with delight. It darted swiftly onto Xin Yu's arm, coiling around her, its head raised, and its tongue flicking out to lick her cheek. Xin Yu was overjoyed and exclaimed excitedly, "Little Red, I didn't expect to see you here! Did Mother send you to guard the cave?"

The snake nodded, wriggling its body.

"Husband, what kind of snake is that?" Mei Ru looked at the beautiful and spirited little snake, envious of Xin Yu's close interaction with it, and asked Li Feiyu.

Li Feiyu shook his head with a wry smile. He admitted he didn't recognize such a strange snake. During the period when he couldn't practice martial arts, he had spent all his time immersed in books and had never seen a record of such a snake.

"Giggle..." Xin Yu's face beamed with a captivating smile. Turning to look at Li Feiyu and Mei Ru, she laughed, "Brother Feiyu, Sister Mei Ru, Xiao Hong is someone I met on the Nine Heavens Ice and Snow Mountain when I was little. She's been my companion since childhood!"

Li Feiyu looked at the enchanting little snake and asked Xin Yu, "Do you know the origin of this snake?"

Xin Yu nodded and said, "When I was playing with Sister Feixue at the Heavenly Mystery Palace, Feixue's grandfather recognized this little snake. He said it's a Red Phoenix Fragrant Snake, one of the three great mounts of heaven and earth, along with the Jade Charming Spirit Fox and the Silver Moon Heavenly Wolf. It's a legendary creature that can only transform into a human, born of heaven and earth, and is almost immortal."

Li Feiyu frowned. Although it was full of spiritual energy, the possibility of it transforming into human form seemed too far-fetched. He didn't quite believe it and changed the subject, saying, "Since you recognize this snake, let's go out!" He was feeling a bit tired from constantly using his divine sense and needed to find a place to rest and recuperate, otherwise, he might suffer a backlash from overexertion.

Seeing Li Feiyu's exhaustion, Meiru's beautiful eyes showed a pang of heartache. She quickly said, "Husband, let's get out of here quickly!"

Li Feiyu nodded, and the three of them went outside.

The sea breeze was blowing, and the waves, carrying white sand, surged towards the shore with a loud crashing sound. Li Feiyu stood on the shore with the two women, looking at the boundless sea. All the pressure from traversing the secret cave had vanished without a trace. He let out a long sigh, sat cross-legged on a rock, and circulated his inner energy to relieve his physical fatigue. He discovered that his soul power had been enhanced due to his prolonged exposure to danger. He clearly felt that his soul power was vast, yet he couldn't use it—this was because a part of it had been unlocked. The two women quietly stayed by Li Feiyu's side, preventing him from being disturbed, their beautiful eyes constantly fixed on him.

"Caw caw—" Just as Li Feiyu had been sitting cross-legged for a while, a giant white bird circled above their heads, and it seemed as if a person was sitting on its back.

Chapter Sixty-Three: Mother and Daughter Reunion

A giant bird, accompanied by gusts of wind, swooped down, revealing two women perched on its white back.

"Brother Yun, you're here!" A joyful exclamation came from the bird's back. One of the women removed the veil from her face and floated down, standing before Li Feiyu.

Li Feiyu opened his eyes, stood up, and saw the woman in front of him. It was Bing'er, who had come with him from another world, his aunt Li Lianyi. He reached out and hugged her soft, boneless body, saying affectionately, "Bing'er, what brings you here?"

Li Lianyi looked at him tenderly and said, "I was worried you would be punished by the family. No matter how much hardship there is, I want to share it with you, okay?" "

Bing'er, you silly girl!" Li Feiyu said, then pecked her cherry-like lips.

"Husband, who is she?" Meiru was initially annoyed that the big bird had brought two women to disturb her husband's healing process. Who knew that this beautiful woman had a close relationship with her husband? She looked at the woman and felt somewhat familiar, but couldn't remember who she was, so she asked.

Li Feiyu was taken aback. Meiru was the mother of the woman in his arms. He wondered if Li Lianyi recognized her. Looking at the woman in his arms, he saw Li Lianyi looking at Meiru with some doubt. This mature woman looked too young. Ten years had passed, and his memory was a bit hazy. Although she looked somewhat similar, her temperament was completely different from his mother's. Li Lianyi looked at Meiru with the same doubt and asked Li Feiyu, "Brother Yun, who is she?"

Li Feiyu had a headache, but he calmed himself down and said, "She is my wife. You'll know her background later. Call her Sister Meiru! This is Sister Xinyu. You two should get along well, okay?" As he spoke, he pointed to Xinyu and introduced her to Li Lianyi.

Xinyu nodded amicably to Li Lianyi and said sweetly, "Sister!" She rolled her eyes at Li Feiyu, wondering how many other women this wicked brother had.

There's always a hint of hostility or mutual appreciation between beautiful women. When becoming enemies is impossible, they start admiring each other. Li Lianyi, a little shy, stood up from Li Feiyu's embrace and smiled, "Sister Meiru, Sister Xinyu, my name is Li Lianyi, and I'm also Yulang's wife!"

At this moment, the giant bird in the sky stopped on the ground amidst the howling wind. On the bird's back sat a beautiful girl in a tight-fitting green and yellow dress. Her long, black hair reached her waist, and a silver sword hung diagonally on her back, giving her a somewhat heroic air. She was fair-skinned and had a beautiful face. Although she couldn't compare to the stunning beauties of Li Lianyi, Xinyu, Cao Yingying, Leng Youyou, etc., she was still on par with the ten beautiful maids beside him. In a 20th-century school, she would be considered a top-tier school beauty. Her bright, watery eyes widened in surprise as she looked at Li Lianyi and Li Feiyu embracing each other. "Holy Maiden, who is he?" she exclaimed. As she spoke, her small mouth opened, and her delicate jade-like finger pointed at Li Feiyu. In her heart, the Holy Maiden was pure and immaculate, forbidden from marrying. Why did she seem to have an unusual relationship with this handsome young nobleman?

Li Lianyi then remembered that there was a young girl on the bird's back. This girl was a popular candidate for the next generation of law enforcement disciples in the Ice Phoenix Palace of her family. She was currently responsible for patrolling the island and transporting people to and from the outer islands. If it weren't for her bringing her back and discovering Li Feiyu and his companions, she would have missed Li Feiyu. Hearing her question, her expression became somewhat unnatural. She quickly regained her usual composure and said coldly, "He is Li Feiyu, the grandson of the clan leader, and also the Qi Tian King. The clan belongs to him. These are not questions you can ask, are they?"

The girl in green blushed, lowered her head, and said aggrievedly, "Yes, Holy Maiden."

Li Feiyu looked at the girl, at her blushing face, and smiled wickedly. He felt that this little girl was not only innocent but also very cute.

Li Feiyu looked at Li Lianyi and noticed her completely different demeanor compared to when she spoke to him. He reached out and pulled her tightly into his arms, saying, "When I go to the secret place, you take Meiru and Xinyu to the Xiaoyao Prince's Mansion and instruct the steward, Yumei, to make proper arrangements for them, okay?"

Li Lianyi rolled her eyes at him with a charming smile, but he didn't care about her feelings, making her unable to maintain her cold demeanor any longer. She said coquettishly, "Okay, you bad brother!" She knew that it was unavoidable for Li Feiyu to see the clan leader, and that voice made Li Feiyu's bones melt.

When Xinyu and Meiru heard that Li Feiyu was going to send them away, they cried anxiously, "We don't want to go, we want to stay with you."

Li Feiyu looked at the two women and shook his head, saying, "No!" He was mainly afraid that he hadn't completely won over Meiru yet, and that his grandfather would recognize her.

The two women looked at Li Feiyu with some grievance, but they knew that he must have his reasons for doing this. Although they were unwilling, they dared not disobey him.

Li Lianyi rolled her eyes at him, then looked at the two girls and comforted them, "Sister Meiru, Sister Xinyu, Yu Lang has something to do this time, so it's inconvenient for him to take you with him. He'll join you soon!"

The two girls hummed in agreement, their brows furrowed, looking at Li Feiyu with some reluctance.

Seeing how reluctant the two girls were to part with him, Li Lianyi thought of herself. She wondered how much trouble this "Brother Yun" would get into in this other world. She sighed inwardly, thinking, "Let him be if he wants!" Turning to the girl in the green dress, he instructed, "Siying, take the young master to the family hall."

Hearing Li Lianyi's address, the girl named Li Siying nodded respectfully. The saintess's cold and unapproachable demeanor made her nervous. "Yes!"

Meiru's eyes were filled with tears; she didn't look like a mature woman at all, but rather a lovestruck young girl. She walked to Li Feiyu, somewhat reluctantly saying, "Husband, then come quickly!" She then wrapped her arms around his neck, her alluring body nestled in his embrace, her small mouth tilted up expectantly.

Li Feiyu lowered his head and kissed Meiru's delicate lips, his tongue meeting hers, producing heavy sucking sounds. Li Lianyi was somewhat better off, having experienced similar situations in 20th-century Earth where kissing was commonplace. But for Xinyu and Li Siying, these two delicate and pure flowers, it was somewhat embarrassing; their faces flushed, and their hearts pounded rapidly.

After a long while, the two finished kissing and followed Li Lianyi to the giant bird.

Xinyu, suppressing her shyness, walked up to Li Feiyu, looking at him with a wistful gaze, and said, "Brother Feiyu, come soon."

Li Feiyu nodded, looking at Xinyu, and said, "There are some sisters over there. I'll take you to play when I come."

"Thank you, Brother Feiyu!" Xinyu said, then shyly kissed him on the cheek, her heart pounding. She quickly escaped and, along with Li Lianyi and Meiru, sat on the giant bird's back.

Li Lianyi, Meiru, and Xinyu looked at Li Feiyu with reluctance. Under Li Lianyi's piloting, the bird cawed, flapped its wings, and took flight, gradually disappearing into the distance.

Li Feiyu watched the three gradually recede into the distance, until only a black dot remained in the sky. A sense of melancholy washed over him. What was wrong with him? Why was he so sentimental? He had never felt this way, not even after being a heartless man countless times in his past life.

"Young Master! You've been standing here for a long time, can we go now?" Li Siying quickly reminded Li Feiyu, seeing that he still showed no sign of leaving, even as darkness was falling.

Chapter Sixty-Four: A Young Girl Throws Herself into His Arms

"Young Master! You've been standing here for a long time, can we go now?" Li Siying quickly reminded Li Feiyu, seeing that he still showed no sign of leaving, even as darkness was falling.

Li Feiyu suppressed the restless sorrow in his heart; this wasn't like him! Turning back to look at the beautiful young woman, he nodded and said, "Let's go!"

Li Siying knew there was a young master in the family, and she'd even heard that he'd been struck by lightning and become an idiot; the more she looked at him, the less she seemed like him! She looked at him strangely. He wasn't a fool at all; instead, she found him incredibly charming. His flowing blond hair and handsome features exuded a noble air, and the unintentional smile at the corner of his mouth carried a hint of wickedness that made her heart pound. His deep, dark eyes made her feel as if she dared not look any longer. She knew that this noble young master was not worthy of her, a mere maid. She hurriedly looked away, a blush creeping onto her fair, delicate face.

Li Feiyu naturally noticed the girl's unusual expression. He smiled wickedly and said, "Your name is Li Siying?"

The girl hummed in agreement, lowering her head shyly, and said, "Young Master, let's go to the family hall!"

"Alright!" Li Feiyu agreed. His figure flashed, and before she could react, he wrapped his arm around her slender waist, inhaling the faint scent of orchids emanating from her. "You're too slow," he said, "let me carry you!" With that, he lifted her up, his martial prowess allowing him to traverse the void. The Heavenly Azure

Sword Manual contained unparalleled lightness skills; when used, he left shimmering afterimages, covering over a hundred meters in an instant. "Ah!" Li Siying realized she was being held in his arms, her face flushing red. Hearing his words, her heart softened, and she felt no more reproach. She only saw the wind whistling past her ears, the surrounding scenery blurring and receding before her eyes. She realized his speed had reached an incredible level. The powerful masculine energy in his arms made her body feel weak, but she felt incredibly safe beside him. At this moment, Li Feiyu's strength completely conquered her, filling her with endless admiration and love for him.

Li Feiyu's powerful spiritual energy swept over his surroundings, allowing him to discern directions. He had already discovered the location of the family's secret realm while searching for clothes for Meiru. The various traps and mechanisms along the way posed no threat to him. He quickly arrived at a hidden valley on a small island.

Before the valley, a waterfall cascaded down a thousand feet, creating a deafening roar. Below, a clear pool rippled with mist, surrounded by rows of purple jasmine trees. The air was filled with the fragrance of the blooming jasmine, and beautiful birds flitted among them, making the valley appear like a paradise. But Li Feiyu knew that this place was riddled with traps and mechanisms. Even these seemingly beautiful purple jasmine trees were a powerful array; if one lowered their guard due to the beautiful scenery, even a Martial Emperor could perish within.

It appeared to be a dead end, but the true entrance to the family's secret realm lay before this valley. Li Siying was still dazed from being brought here by Li Feiyu and hadn't quite grasped what was happening. Li Feiyu had no choice but to pat her on the buttocks and say, "Little girl, hurry up and call for the mountain gate!" Although he had managed to find this place, he didn't understand formations or mechanisms and didn't know the correct location of the mountain gate. He had used a special method to see through the illusion and enter while looking for his clothes. Doing so in front of others would undoubtedly expose his strength, and he had no intention of revealing it.

Li Siying let out a soft "hmm" after being patted on the buttocks by Li Feiyu, her face flushed. She tried to leave his embrace and stand up, but her body went limp and she fell back into Li Feiyu's arms. Li Feiyu held her tightly, looking at her cute and shy appearance. In this beautiful paradise on earth, Li Feiyu had an urge to kiss her cherry-like lips. She looked at Li Feiyu shyly, his hot hands tightly holding her slender waist. Li Siying felt that he was holding her so tightly that her waist was about to break. Her private parts were pressed tightly against a hot, rod-like object, which made her feel uncomfortable. She felt her lower body starting to get wet. This was probably the most embarrassing day of her life. She was weak and powerless and could not resist. Looking at his domineering eyes, her heart trembled and she closed her eyes shyly.

Seeing her close her eyes, Li Feiyu felt a surge of desire. He pressed his lips to her cherry-like mouth, his tongue poised for a passionate kiss. But she clenched her teeth, preventing him from advancing further. He was used to this. He reached under her skirt and, through her underpants, gave her buttocks a firm squeeze. She let out a soft "hmm," and he seized the opportunity to pry open her clenched teeth, his tongue swirling around hers, sucking hard. At first, she flinched, but the exquisite sensation made her respond, her arms slowly wrapping around his neck. Amidst the roar of the waterfall, they passionately kissed, as if no one could disturb them.

Suddenly—a deafening roar erupted from beneath the waterfall, sending towering waves crashing down, scattering birds and waking the two from their passionate embrace. Purple petals fluttered everywhere, the moving flowers forming a strange pattern and emitting waves of energy. Simultaneously, a stone slab beneath the waterfall began to rotate, receiving this energy. With a crackling sound, a stone gate slowly rose from beneath the waterfall, from which a flower bridge emerged.

Li Feiyu, holding his beloved, sneered coldly. "I thought you wouldn't come out to wait for me to break through the mountain gate," he thought. "You probably already knew I was here, didn't you? After all, the gate to a family's secret territory couldn't be completely unguarded."

Having already left the mountain gate, Li Siying felt embarrassed to stay in his arms any longer and tried to push him away. However, Li Feiyu held her tightly around the waist, preventing her from leaving. He lowered his head, biting her earlobe, and whispered, "From now on, you are my woman!"

Li Siying's heart trembled, feeling a surge of heat that overwhelmed her. She obediently nestled in his arms. They had only known each other for half a day, but his unique charm left her powerless to resist. Initially, she was wary of his status, but now she felt mostly tenderness. In large families, upper-class figures could control the life and death of lower-class members, let alone serve them with their bodies. Although she was an elder's granddaughter and the family's precious princess, if she could serve the grandson of the family patriarch, she believed her family would have no way to resist.

Two rows of clan disciples, half men and half women, emerged from the floating bridge. They bowed respectfully to the two men and said in unison, "Welcome, Young Master!"

Li Feiyu noticed that their eyes held little respect; some men even displayed arrogance and contempt. Compared to them, who had cultivated in the clan's secret grounds since childhood, he was indeed far inferior. However, they couldn't discern his true strength; such expressions only revealed their frivolity. A thought flashed through his mind: they are not worth much! Among the male disciples, three men, seeing Li Feiyu tightly embracing Li Siying, showed anger, resentment, and pain in their eyes. Clearly, they were secretly in love with the girl in his arms. This made Li Feiyu frown, feeling uncomfortable. Conversely, among the female disciples, there were several girls whose looks were comparable to Li Siying's. Although their gazes towards him were somewhat evasive, strange, and even contemptuous, mistaking him for a playboy, Li Feiyu still felt a surge of excitement, a thrill of predation.

Li Siying blushed. She was an intern inspector on this small island, and since the highest level of her strength was already Martial King, she served as the captain among these intern family guards. Most of these people were her friends, and she didn't want them to laugh at her. She forcefully

opened her arms from Li Feiyu's embrace, her face flushed, and said, "Young Master, let's go to the family hall!" Li Feiyu looked at the shy girl, unconcerned that she had broken free of his embrace, and smiled smugly, "Follow me!" After saying that, he walked across the floating bridge and entered the mountain gate under the waterfall.

Li Siying walked behind Li Feiyu, and inadvertently saw several of her playful female friends among the female disciples secretly making faces at her. Embarrassingly, she blushed and stomped her foot. She couldn't help it; she was used to playing around with them and didn't have the dignity of a captain. She could only lower her head shyly and follow Li Feiyu even closer.

As night fell, Li Feiyu, led by his disciples, officially entered the family's secret territory. The valley possessed spiritual energy far exceeding that of the outside world, with numerous spiritual springs gushing forth, shimmering with fluorescent light. Magnificent and grand, or ancient and imposing, buildings were arranged in an orderly fashion, with the central palace standing out as particularly majestic and imposing. From afar, the main hall radiated a soft glow, and the enormous luminous pearl atop it resembled a full moon, emitting a cold light.

During his journey, Li Feiyu repeatedly encountered powerful auras lurking along the roadside. These formidable auras revealed Martial Emperor cultivation levels; there were at least four Martial Emperors along this route, a rare sight in the outside world. He was somewhat surprised by the family's strength, but he knew that the Li family was still no match for some of the larger families, at most considered a mid-tier family. Above them were lower-tier families, super families, and ancient families, some of which might even have Martial Ancestors.

"You've arrived!" A desolate yet majestic aura echoed through the main hall. An elderly man with silver hair and a ruddy complexion sat atop a carved dragon-patterned wooden throne, his eyes filled with a mixture of excitement and affection. He addressed Li Feiyu in his deep voice as he entered.

Dozens of figures stood in the hall, all important members of their respective families. They had been watching Li Feiyu closely from the moment he entered; his golden hair and composed demeanor earned him their favor.

"Greetings, Clan Chief!" The young disciples behind Li Feiyu bowed respectfully to Clan Chief Li Daoling, who was at the head of the clan. Even Li Siying's eyes showed genuine awe. This respect was absolutely heartfelt. Back when he was still a Martial Emperor, he killed three Martial Emperors, created a Earth-rank cultivation technique to make up for the shortcomings of the family's techniques, accelerated the cultivation speed, and established relations with some super powers. Under his leadership, the Li family held a leading position in the Great Han Empire, preventing other large families in the Great Han Empire from disobeying him. This achievement made him the most powerful clan chief outside of the Li family's ancestor.

Chapter 65 Eating Siya

Li Feiyu looked at the white-haired, youthful-faced old man. He felt the oppressive aura of someone who had long held a high position from the old man. Although it didn't affect him, he was still somewhat impressed by him. After all, he was his grandfather, and no matter what, this blood relationship could not be separated.

If Li Daoling knew that his grandson had not only slept with his daughter, but also with his woman, one wonders what his reaction would be. Looking at Li Feiyu, he sincerely praised him and laughed heartily, "Truly worthy of being my grandson!"

Li Feiyu bowed slightly and said, "Greetings, Grandfather! Wishing you boundless happiness and longevity!"

"Haha..." Li Daoling said happily, "What a wonderful 'boundless happiness and longevity'! Your metaphor is quite novel! Let me ask you, how did you escape from that poisonous miasma?"

He already had an answer to this question from his grandfather. Not only was Li Daoling curious about it, but everyone in the hall listened intently. Li Feiyu smiled slightly and said, "When I was eight years old, divine lightning struck from the sky, and my Yang energy was fully absorbed into my body, making me immune to all poisons!"

Li Daoling nodded, satisfied, and said, "Just as I thought! You truly deserve to be a person destined for greatness! Li Feiyu, listen to my command: you are to participate in the family's trials. If you succeed, you will become the family's Holy Son and wield the Divine Dragon Sword. If you fail, you will be expelled from the Li family!"

Upon hearing this, everyone in the hall exchanged bewildered glances. Even though they were high-ranking members of the family, they couldn't understand the patriarch's meaning. Becoming the family's Holy Son was just a formality. In reality, regardless of rank or status, anyone who gained the Divine Dragon Sword's approval could become the family's Holy Son. His reward for the trials was practically nonexistent, and being expelled from the Li family seemed too harsh. In the eyes of everyone in the hall, even if he had some extraordinary encounters, he couldn't possibly be superior to a Martial Spirit, could he? There were hundreds of people undergoing trials this time; how could he possibly compete without the absolute advantage of a Martial Spirit?

Li Feiyu looked deeply into the eyes of his grandfather, Li Daoling, from the other world. He understood his grandfather's meaning: by taking Li Lianyi, his aunt from the other world, as his woman, he could only silence public criticism by becoming the family's Holy Son. The family's Holy Maiden was the one who sacrificed herself to the sword; if he couldn't become the Holy Son, it meant his strength was insufficient, and his actions were considered incestuous, inevitably drawing condemnation. Being expelled from the family was a form of protection. Although his grandfather's actions seemed somewhat heartless, he knew it was the best method. The suggestion of expulsion prevented the old fogies from making things difficult. Only the shrewd elders below, their eyes gleaming, understood Li Daoling's intentions.

Li Feiyu nodded and bowed, saying, "Yes, Grandpa, I understand!" If his grandfather secretly helped him suppress the situation, it wouldn't be effective and might even cause unexpected complications. Since he wanted Li Lianyi to be with him freely, he had to prove his strength to preserve this hard-won happiness! As

night fell, Li Feiyu, led by a family servant, moved into a small courtyard he had prepared beforehand. The courtyard was quiet and elegant, simple yet exuding a noble fragrance. Carved railings and windows, a silk brocade dragon bed—the furnishings were clean and comfortable. Standing before the painted window, looking at the two bright moons in the sky, Li Feiyu couldn't help but think of his experiences in this world. Bing'er had come with him from another world, so why did he still feel unable to let go of that world? A faint melancholy lingered in his heart, and a sorrowful aura emanated from his body. This world was completely different from what he had known before; there was always a sense of distance that made him feel like he was in a dream. That was why he acted recklessly. If this made him happy, he was willing to continue acting recklessly. If he couldn't forget, so be it. His roots were there, and weren't they his motivation? Tomorrow's trials were just a small tribulation. If he couldn't even overcome this, how could he roam freely across this continent?

A luminous pearl shone brightly in the bedroom, illuminating the room like daylight. Li Feiyu unfurled the scroll depicting tomorrow's events, which pointed to a colossal island in the ocean. This island was thousands of times larger than this small island, nearly a tenth the size of the Great Han Empire. Because the island was surrounded by ferocious sea beasts and eerie hurricanes, it was a deserted island. The island itself was covered in a primeval forest, a paradise for magical beasts, much like the Demon Abyss Forest on the mainland. The Li family had never ceased exploring the deserted island, but had always remained on the outskirts, never venturing deeper. Many members of the Li family had sacrificed themselves in the process. Because there was no specific treasure target, there had been no focused exploration. This time, the training objective was set on the deserted island, with the goal of hunting the Yuan Power Cores of exotic beasts. Over a hundred trainees underwent this brutal baptism, abandoning the old method of martial arts competitions; whoever hunted the most and the highest-level beasts would be the winner.

Just as Li Feiyu was pondering this, there was a gentle knock on the door. He went to it and opened it with a creak.

A gentle breeze rustled the leaves outside. Li Siya stood before his door, carrying a lunchbox, her expression slightly shy. The pale blue moonlight shone down, illuminating her face and making her appear gentle and beautiful. Her long hair cascaded to her waist, and she wore a light blue gauze dress that carried the scent of her recent bath.

The moment Li Feiyu opened the door and saw her, he was momentarily captivated. She looked stunning; this gentle beauty stirred his senses, yet simultaneously brought him an unprecedented sense of tranquility. He reached out and took her delicate hand, making her heart tremble as she recalled his domineering tone. She didn't pull back, only hearing him whisper gently in her ear, "It's late, why aren't you asleep yet?"

Li Siya blushed and said shyly, "The clan leader told me to serve you. Don't get the wrong idea, I just brought you a lunchbox."

"Is that so?" Li Feiyu looked at the lunchbox in her hand, took it, and said, "Perfect, I'm hungry too!" He opened the lunchbox, releasing a fragrant aroma. One way to win a girl's favor was to respect her hard work. The aroma whetted Li Feiyu's appetite, and he wolfed down his food, his appetite no less than that of a hotel chef. Li Siya watched Li Feiyu devour his food, her expression showing satisfaction, happiness, and a touch of shyness. She often cooked for her grandfather at home, but rarely for outsiders; Li Feiyu was the first time she had ever cooked for someone outside.

Li Feiyu finally noticed Li Siya's expression, smiled slightly, and said, "It's delicious! Did you make this, Ya'er?"

Li Siya blushed, realizing he'd discovered her little secret, and nodded without denying it.

He hadn't expected this seemingly princess-like young lady to be able to cook such delicious food. He knew that none of the wealthy young ladies he'd encountered in his past life or present would ever cook; they were all lazy and ignorant of basic farming. He gained a deeper understanding of Li Siya, reached out and pulled her into his arms.

Li Siya struggled slightly, but not really trying to break free. She nestled in his embrace and whispered, "Will you treat me well in the future?"

This gentle, pleading tone touched Li Feiyu's heart, and he held her even tighter, saying softly, "Yes! I will! Please don't leave tonight, okay?"

"No, no, my grandfather is still waiting at home!" she said, struggling to get up.

Li Feiyu pulled her soft, delicate body close, nestling her in his arms, and said, "It's alright, I already spoke with your grandfather!" He then lowered his head and kissed her soft lips.

Li Siya's heart trembled; she knew she couldn't escape tonight. Two lines of tears streamed down her face, but she wrapped her arms around his neck, opened her pearly teeth, and awkwardly began to kiss Li Feiyu. Since you can't escape, you might as well give yourself to him completely. In fact, she had a premonition of this coming tonight, but she hadn't expected it to happen so soon.

Li Feiyu's hot palm touched her lower body, slowly pulling down her panties to reveal her fair and plump buttocks. Her buttocks were round and fair, not very large, but delicate and tender, with a pinkish tinge. The flower bush between her legs was not very lush, revealing the pink flower path dotted with dew. Li Feiyu kissed her downwards, leaving kisses all over her body. His skirt sash came undone in the heat of the kisses, revealing his embroidered bodice. His mouth, still holding her breast, licked and kneaded it, making Li Siya's eyes glaze over. She gasped for breath, her chest heaving violently…

Li Feiyu thrust rapidly, the sounds of his thrusts continuous. Li Siya's face flushed, sweat beading

on her forehead. She cried out softly, "Brother Yu… Brother… you're thrusting too… hard… I can't take it…" Li Feiyu groaned, his veins bulging. His Purple Lightning Dragon King Spear, crackling with electricity and carrying white fluid, thrust in and out of her flower cave. After a long while, a "snap" sounded as his thrusts made her lower abdomen swell. Thick white fluid gushed from the depths of her flower cave. The hot, thick fluid made her fall asleep in extreme pleasure. Li Feiyu, somewhat exhausted from the day's passion, kissed Li Siya's face after the act, his lower body still connected, and fell asleep on top of her.

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