[Fantasy] The Amorous Emperor (Complete) - 19-21

Chapter 102 The Allure of a Beautiful Mother (Part 1)

In the back garden of the Prince's Mansion, the sound of a zither drifted softly, and within the music, a hint of sorrow lingered. Yesterday, Bi Ru, who had returned to the manor, sat among the flowers, gazing at the azure lake before her. Her heart was immersed in the past, as if slowly melting into the water. Her exquisite face was elegant and serene, but her bright pupils rippled with the movement of her eyelashes, and the strings she plucked rose and fell with each stroke of her jade-like hands, the subtle curves mirroring her graceful sighs.

"Senior Sister!" Zi Yan appeared behind Bi Ru without her noticing, her voice tinged with sorrow. Her eyes were misty with tears as she said, "I never expected it really was you!"

Bi Ru's jade-like hands trembled as she looked at Zi Yan in disbelief, asking, "Who are you?"

Tears streamed down Zi Yan's smooth, beautiful face as she looked at Bi Ru and said, "If I hadn't heard you play 'Concentrated Dreams' just now, I wouldn't have been sure. Now I finally know, you are Senior Sister Yu Ying!"

When Bi Ru heard the name "Yu Ying," her expression remained unchanged, but her heart pounded violently. She had thought that this name had been forgotten since she left the Qin Sect of the Central Continent after wandering the Great Cold Empire. Since becoming the Princess Consort of Xiaoyao and changing her name to Bi Ru, she had almost forgotten this former name. She looked at Zi Yan and said, "You look a lot like the mistress. If I'm not mistaken, you must be Miss, right?"

Zi Yan nodded. Hearing that she didn't deny that she was Senior Sister Yu Ying, she looked at her eagerly and said excitedly, "I was only ten years old when you left. Back then, you and Senior Brother Xue were the geniuses of our sect."

Bi Ru looked at Zi Yan, recalling many past events, and sighed, "Over the years, I've sent people everywhere to search for you. When you came to the Prince's Mansion, I noticed the sect's spirit on you. If the sect leader is alive, he would be very comforted to know that you are alright. From now on, you can live in the Prince's Mansion!"

"But what about Senior Brother Xue?" Zi Yan hoped to hear news of him from her.

Bi Ru frowned slightly and said, "He's fine. Now everyone calls him 'Four-Finger Qin Demon.' It's said he established the Demon Qin Sect in the Black Flame Domain."

Zi Yan was somewhat incredulous upon hearing the news and murmured to herself, "It's him!"

At this moment, the steward Zhao Yumei, dressed in a blue short-sleeved palace robe, quickly walked over, the pearl chain on her body jingling as she approached Bi Ru and said happily, "Your Highness, the young prince is back!"

Upon hearing that her son had returned, Bi Ru hurriedly stood up and asked, "Yu'er is back! Where is he?"

Seeing the princess's excited reaction, Zhao Yumei smiled slightly and said, "Only when facing the young prince does Your Highness become so flustered. The Sky Eagle Eye's surveillance revealed that the young prince has only just entered the capital city gates!"

Bi Ru didn't take Yumei's teasing to heart. She had previously instructed Yumei to report to her whenever there was news of Yu'er. To her, the only person she was truly close to now was her son. She looked at Zi Yan and said, "Miss, from now on, you should consider this place your home! I'm giving you the 'Qin Xin Secret Manual.' Before your Qin Xin realm reaches the Void Clarity Martial Venerable level, don't think about revenge."

Watching Bi Ru hurriedly walk out, Zi Yan felt a pang of disappointment. Her senior sister had changed; she was no longer the senior sister who loved her. She had her own son and no longer thought about avenging the sect. Would she ever reach the Martial Venerable level? No wonder her senior sister didn't show the same burning hatred for the destruction of the Qin Sect when she talked about it. That realm was too far away for them. A sense of bewilderment washed over her. Was revenge hopeless in this lifetime? What could she say to her parents' spirits in heaven?

The clatter of hooves echoed on the street, and passersby gave way to the super luxurious carriage. For ordinary people like them, it was something they couldn't afford to bump into.

Looking at the luxurious carriage outside, in a lavish private room by the window of the Star-Picking Restaurant, a handsome young man in a gold-embroidered robe waved a painted fan and asked the black-clad servant standing beside him, "Who is riding in the carriage?"

The Hong family was merely a lower-middle-class family that relied on the Qi family. Although they had great influence in the Great Han Empire, they were not considered important to the large families of the Central Continent. Therefore, although Hong Jinbao was the eldest son of the Hong family, a well-known playboy in the capital, and one of the five protectors of the Crown Prince Party, he was willing to be a pawn in front of the young master of the Qi family. He changed out of his favorite gold-embroidered robe and put on a low-key ordinary black outfit in order to win his favor. Hong Jinbao glanced at the four impressive carriages outside the window, noticing the golden scale markings on the sides. He sneered, "There's the Li family mark on them. Judging by the direction, they should be the carriages of the Carefree Prince's Mansion. The Carefree Prince's Consort, that beauty, is low-key; it must be that foolish prince who only recently woke up."

Qi Ya, upon hearing that it was the Carefree Prince's Mansion's carriage, slammed his fan shut with a loud snap, frowning and muttering to himself, "I didn't expect it to be the Carefree Prince's Mansion. I really don't know why she'd come to the Carefree Prince's Mansion." The "she" he referred to was Zi Yan. He had fallen in love with her the moment he saw her; her beauty, her melancholy, and her talent all captivated him. After she left Xiaotai Valley, he secretly protected and followed her all the way to the capital of Da Han, where he personally witnessed her move into the Carefree Prince's Mansion.

Li Feiyu and the women were already dressed. Lifting the carriage curtain, a satisfied smile appeared on his face as he watched the mansion draw closer.

Li Lianyi, Li Siya, Li Huaying, and the other six women had flushed faces. They straightened their hair and clothes, suppressing their burning passion. Seeing the Prince's residence, they felt a mix of hope and unease, and looked at Li Feiyu, asking, "Li Lang, is the Princess Consort here?"

Li Feiyu smiled and gently pinched their noses, saying, "From now on, you'll have to change how you address Mother Consort!"

The women lowered their heads in embarrassment and joy, except for Li Lianyi, who lowered her head somewhat uneasily. She was Li Feiyu's own aunt, and she regarded Biru as her sister-in-law. How could she possibly call her "Mother"?

Seeing Li Lianyi's expression, Li Feiyu naturally knew what she was thinking. He pulled her into his arms, kneading her plump buttocks with his hands, and said, "Don't worry! Even time and space can't separate us, let alone mere ethics."

Li Lianyi moved her delicate body, leaning against him, and said, "Yes, no matter the past or the future, I want to be with you!"

Li Feiyu knew that whether in the past or the present, he was a playboy. Seeing her unwavering devotion to him, he was deeply moved. No matter what, he was determined to persuade his mother to accept her.

The carriage slowly stopped in front of the Prince's mansion. Li Feiyu led the women out, and thinking of the women left at the Xiaoyao Prince's mansion and the Qitian Prince's mansion, he couldn't wait to see them, wondering if his mother had returned by now.

The gates of the Prince's mansion creaked open, and accompanied by several maids, Bi Ru, dressed in an elegant white dress, walked out. Seeing Li Feiyu, she exclaimed excitedly, "Yu'er!"

Hearing that deeply affectionate call, Li Feiyu trembled. Seeing Bi Ru, he too felt a surge of longing and said, "Mother, I'm here!"

(Chapter 103: The Allure of a Beautiful Mother (Part Two))

Watching Li Feiyu return to the Prince's mansion, two women, one older and one younger, stopped on the street far behind. The more mature woman, dressed in blue and veiled, had a beautiful, almost blinding gaze on her face, though her features were obscured. Her graceful figure constantly attracted the attention of passersby. She was leading a small, exquisitely beautiful girl, who looked like a delicate porcelain doll. Her bright, clear eyes curiously scanned the various people and things around them. The two women were like celestial beings descended from heaven, elegant and refined, making those around them both desire to possess them and ashamed to even glimpse them, unwilling to defile them in any way.

Wei Yang curiously observed for a while, then, seeing her mother stop, she looked at her and asked, "Mother, where are we going?"

Xi Yun sighed, watching Li Feiyu follow a beautiful woman into the palace. A hint of confusion flashed in her watery eyes. She had only wanted to leave the ancient island, so she secretly followed him, but now she was quite unaccustomed to the noise of the city and didn't know where to go. Suddenly, her delicate brows furrowed. She hadn't expected someone to have designs on them. The burning gaze in the shadows disgusted her, and a murderous glint flashed in her eyes.

Inside the Prince's mansion, Bi Ru held Li Feiyu's hand, carefully examining him with loving eyes. She said, "Yu'er, I'm so sorry! I never imagined you'd changed so much. Are you alright?"

"Mother!" Li Feiyu stepped forward and embraced Bi Ru's voluptuous waist, gazing at her stunningly beautiful, ageless face. He said, "How could that be! Mother, did you give me the essence of the Mysterious Mother?"

Hearing this, Bi Ru trembled, a blush rising to her cheeks. She avoided Li Feiyu's gaze, shaking her head. "Who told you that? How could there be such a thing!"

Under the eaves, wind chimes tinkled softly in the breeze. The women stood at a distance to avoid disturbing Li Feiyu and his mother's reunion. The mother and son embraced, falling into a brief silence.

Li Feiyu embraced Biru's delicate body, feeling her burning warmth and inhaling the faint scent of mint on her skin. His hot hands tightened around her slender waist as he said, "Mother, I can feel it. You've changed, like we're now connected."

Biru calmed herself, bravely looking up into his eyes. She brushed the golden hair from his forehead, stroking his face gently, and said tenderly, "Silly son, you are the apple of my eye. We've been connected for a long time. From now on, don't call me 'Mother,' call me 'Mother,' okay?"

Li Feiyu gazed into Biru's loving eyes, seeing through her thoughts. He knew this was her way of giving him a warning. His heart ached, his eyes flickered, and the large erection he had felt from being so close to this beautiful woman subsided. Helplessly, he nodded and said, "Mother!"

Hearing his call, Biru trembled, nodded happily, and tears welled up in her eyes. She knew his thoughts all too well. From the moment she lost the essence of the Mystic Mother, a karmic entanglement of mutual attraction was destined between them, a fate forbidden by societal norms. Since consuming the Illusionary Spring Pill stolen from the Puppet Manor by Yu Hua, replenishing her own profound energy without losing her life essence, that attraction had intensified. However, her greatly improved cultivation had taught her restraint, and she insisted he call her "Mother" because this title felt more intimate. Li Feiyu gazed at

her beautiful face, tear-streaked, breathless, his lower abdomen burning, his lower body hardening, pressing against her soft belly.

Bi Ru rolled her eyes at him, realizing her words had been wasted. She gently pushed him away, scolding, "What are you thinking about! Yu'er seems to have grown up!" A pang of melancholy crossed her face. Truthfully, she hadn't witnessed his growth firsthand; it felt as if he had grown up in the night after four years of unconsciousness. The lack of direct witnessing his growth created a rift in their familial bond, and now she only wanted to make amends.

Li Feiyu, feeling embarrassed, took Bi Ru's soft, boneless hand and said, "Mother, let me introduce you to a few of them. They are all your daughters-in-law!" After saying that, he waved to the women in the distance.

Li Lianyi, Li Siya, Li Jiaxin, Li Huaying, Li Qingqing, and Li Lingling stared at the two women. When they shyly approached Biru, they called out bashfully, "Madam!"

Biru looked at the women with delight, noticing they were no longer virgins. She smiled and said, "Still calling me Madam? I think you should change your address!"

"Mother!" the women called out shyly in unison, especially Li Lianyi, whose call was almost inaudible. She was her sister-in-law; how could she call her "Mother"?

Biru smiled and nodded, saying, "Alright, you can all stay here from now on. This Prince's mansion won't be so deserted anymore!" These women were all beautiful and intelligent, and they wouldn't neglect their son. However, the thought that her son had found so many women at such a young age made her feel a little uneasy. She didn't recognize Li Lianyi; Li Lianyi rarely came to the Prince's mansion before, and even when she did, she wore a veil.

At this moment, Zhao Yumei came from the garden and said, "Your Highness, the banquet at Xiangshui Pavilion is ready!"

Biru nodded and said, "Are you hungry? Lu Fengchen has come all this way, let's go to the banquet!"

The women secretly rolled their eyes at Li Feiyu, who smiled awkwardly. If they had ridden the Wind-Riding Beast, it would have only taken a few hours to get there, but he insisted on taking a carriage, which took a lot of time for their intimate encounters.

Noticing the flirtatious glances exchanged between Li Feiyu and the women, Zhao Yumei secretly smiled. Zhao Yumei was wearing a jade-embroidered palace dress, and her tight short skirt accentuated her ample breasts and plump buttocks. Her beautiful S-curve made Li Feiyu unable to look away once he saw her. He slapped her plump buttocks hard and laughed, "Sister Zhao, have you missed me these past few days?"

Zhao Yumei was embarrassed and amused to see him flirting with her in front of the princess. She teased, "Oh my, when did you go from Aunt Yu to Sister? See if the princess doesn't teach you a lesson!"

Bi Ru shook her head with a smile, took Li Feiyu's hand, and said, "You're just a rascal!" As she said this, she smelled his strong masculine scent so close to her, and she couldn't help but feel her heart pounding and her face turning red. However, she quickly suppressed it, perhaps it would suddenly erupt at some critical point.

Chapter 104 The Allure of a Beautiful Mother (Part 3)

In the back garden of the Prince's Mansion, a beautiful and elegant small pavilion was located. Rows of small bells hung under the bright eaves of the pavilion, making a crisp sound in the breeze. Attracted by the energy of the Yuanli Core, the garden's winding streams sprayed up, irrigating the rooftops. Water droplets fell along the eaves like a beaded curtain, dripping and flowing into the depths of the flowerbeds.

Li Feiyu, with Biru's arm around her slender waist, stepped through the rain curtain of the Fragrant Pavilion and entered. In the center of the landscape paintings, there was a large eight-immortal wine table, with food and wine already laid out. Knowing in advance that her son was coming back, Biru had specially instructed the palace chefs to prepare extra dishes. There were mountain beasts, wild geese, beef and mutton from the heartland, and seafood from the sea, as well as delicacies such as shark fin soup, red plum blossom wine, Buddha's hand citron rolls, stir-fried cuttlefish strips, dried sea cucumber, shiitake mushrooms and duck feet, and five-color beef tenderloin—all kinds of exquisite dishes that ordinary people could not afford. Once a martial artist reaches the Innate Realm, they no longer need to eat large amounts; those above the Martial Emperor level can even abstain from grains. However, Li Feiyu didn't resist the temptation of food. He sat down at the table with Bi Ru, along with Li Lianyi, Li Siya, and four other women.

The joy of mother and son reuniting, coupled with the women's deliberate flattery, led to a flurry of drinks. Bi Ru's lips parted slightly, exhaling a pungent smell of alcohol. She had drunk countless cups,

and in her semi-drunken state, her hazy eyes were filled with Li Feiyu's image. "Yu'er, I've found you a few masters to teach you music, chess, calligraphy, and painting, okay?" Bi Ru, drunk, revealed her true feelings.

The women hadn't drunk much; alcohol had little effect on them, unless it was a strong liquor specifically formulated for martial artists. Ordinary liquor would sober them up with true qi. Hearing Bi Ru's words, the women were somewhat confused. In a world where martial arts reigned supreme, what use were those other things?

Only Li Feiyu, upon hearing his mother's words, instantly understood her intentions. While martial arts could certainly lead to success, it also inevitably brought the dangers of the martial world. Her early adventures had already made her somewhat weary of the grudges and conflicts of the martial world. Therefore, she hoped he would learn these arts to distance himself from the martial world and live a carefree life as a prince. Moreover, learning music, chess, calligraphy, and painting could also lead to harmony between heaven and man, making him a supreme being.

Li Feiyu sighed, not wanting to disappoint his mother, and said, "Good! I happen to be quite interested in music, chess, calligraphy, and painting!"

Bi Ru nodded happily, her beautiful face flushed with a captivating blush from the fine wine, her beautiful eyes shimmering with allure. Half-drunk, she rested her jade-like wrist on her smooth, white chin, gazing at her son's handsome face. In her eyes, her son was incredibly charming; he possessed a handsome face, golden hair, and a strong physique. His unique masculinity made him seem like a god descended to earth, noble and alluring, constantly attracting the attention of every woman.

At the dinner table, Bi Ru got drunk. At this moment, she let go of all her worries. For the first time in her life, she let go of all her burdens and all her vigilance towards the world around her.

Zhao Yumei pushed aside the screen, rolled her eyes at Li Feiyu, and said coquettishly, "How did you get the Princess Consort drunk?"

Li Feiyu hugged Li Lianyi and Li Siya in his arms, kissed them on the cheek, and said, "I'll trouble you to take Mother Consort to her room, sister."

“You!” Zhao Yumei shook her head, unsure what to say, and instructed two pretty maids to carry the princess to her room.

“Li Lang, where are your eyes looking?” Li Lianyi whispered suggestively in his ear. She had long noticed the strange look in Li Feiyu’s eyes as he looked at her mother. Although she knew Li Feiyu’s true identity, she was still his biological mother. How could he have such thoughts? She whispered in his ear, “Do you want to carry your mother to her room and then do something?”

Li Feiyu’s breath caught in his throat as he kissed her neck, saying, “You little vixen, yes, I want to do it with my own mother!” Coming from the same 20th-century Earth, he felt there was nothing to hide. He wanted to personally escort his mother, but he was afraid of going into the room and doing something to her while she was drunk.

Li Lianyi’s heart pounded. Enjoying her lover’s passionate kiss, she held his head and murmured, “But she is your mother!”

“Nothing can stop me!” He shouted, causing the other women to look at him in astonishment. He smiled wickedly, picked up Li Lianyi by the waist, and carried her out of the Fragrant Pavilion towards his small courtyard, saying, "Come with me!" The girls, their faces flushed, followed behind him. In his courtyard, his ten beautiful maids had been eagerly waiting, and were overjoyed to see him return.

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The joy of mother and son reuniting, coupled with the girls' deliberate flattery, led to a flurry of drinks. Bi Ru's lips parted slightly, exhaling a drunken breath. She didn't know how many cups she had drunk; in her half-drunken haze, her hazy eyes were filled with the image of Li Feiyu.

"Yu'er, I've found you a few teachers to teach you music, chess, calligraphy, and painting, okay?" Bi Ru, drunk, spoke her heart.

The women hadn't drunk much, and alcohol had little effect on them, unless it was a strong liquor specifically formulated for martial artists. Ordinary liquor would sober them up with true qi. Hearing Bi Ru's words, the women were somewhat confused. In a world where martial arts reigned supreme, what use were those things?

Only Li Feiyu, upon hearing his mother's words, instantly understood her intentions. While martial arts could certainly lead to success, it also meant escaping the dangers of the martial world. His early adventures had long since made him weary of the grudges and conflicts of the martial world. Therefore, she hoped he could learn these things to stay away from the martial world and live a carefree life as a prince. Moreover, learning music, chess, calligraphy, and painting could also lead to harmony between heaven and man, making him a supreme being.

Li Feiyu sighed, not wanting to disappoint his mother, and said, "Good! I happen to be quite interested in music, chess, calligraphy, and painting!"

Bi Ru nodded happily, her beautiful face flushed with a captivating blush from the fine wine, her beautiful eyes sparkling with desire. Half-drunk, she rested her jade-like wrist on her smooth, white chin, gazing at her son's handsome face. In her eyes, her son was incredibly charming. He had a handsome face, golden hair, and a strong physique. His unique masculinity made him seem like a god descended from heaven, noble and alluring, constantly attracting the attention of every woman.

At the banquet, Bi Ru became drunk. At this moment, she let go of all her worries. For the first time in her life, she had let go of all her burdens and all her vigilance towards those around her.

Zhao Yumei pushed aside the screen, rolled her eyes at Li Feiyu, and said coquettishly, "How did you get the Princess Consort drunk?"

Li Feiyu hugged Li Lianyi and Li Siya in his arms, kissed them on the cheek, and said, "I'll trouble you to take Mother Consort to her room."

"You!" Zhao Yumei shook her head, not knowing what to say, and instructed two pretty maids to carry the Princess Consort to her room.

"Li Lang, where are your eyes looking?" Li Lianyi whispered ambiguously in his ear. She had already noticed the strange look in Li Feiyu's eyes as he looked at her mother. Although she knew Li Feiyu's true identity, she was still his biological mother. How could he have such thoughts? She whispered in his ear, "Do you want to carry your mother to her room and then do something else?"

Li Feiyu gasped for breath, kissing her neck, and said, "You little vixen, yes, I want to do it with my own mother!" Coming from the same 20th-century Earth, he felt there was nothing to hide. He really wanted to personally escort his mother, but he was afraid of going into the room and doing something to her while she was drunk.

Li Lianyi's heart pounded. Enjoying her lover's passionate kiss, she held his head and murmured, "But she's your mother!"

"Nothing can stop me!" He shouted, startling the other women who stared at him in surprise. He smiled wickedly, picked Li Lianyi up, and carried her out of the Fragrant Pavilion towards his courtyard, saying, "Come with me!" The women blushed and followed him. In his small courtyard, his ten beautiful maids had been eagerly awaiting his return, and were overjoyed at the sight of him.

Chapter 105: The Allure of a Beautiful Mother (Part 4) Under

the red gauze curtains and on the hibiscus bed, as Li Feiyu and the other women rolled around in their quilts, Bi Ru lay there, her delicate body exposed. Her outermost gauze skirt had been removed by her personal maid, leaving Bi Ru wearing only a pink bodice embroidered with white lotus flowers and green underpants, covered with a soft, gold-threaded quilt. She suddenly began to breathe rapidly, her face flushed, and fine beads of sweat appeared on her forehead and nose. Her large, snowy breasts, which were pushed high by the bodice, heaved violently, the tiny beads of sweat glistening on the ground, exuding a milky and fragrant scent. Her fair waist was exposed between her underpants and bodice. As she shifted restlessly, small patches of her underpants became damp. Two snow-white legs, intertwined beneath, rubbed against each other, her plump thighs and rounded toes rubbing together.

"No, Yu'er!" She didn't know what she was dreaming about; her disheveled hair was spread across the pillow, and her small mouth began to pant rapidly. At this moment, she seemed to be lost in endless passion. Her jade-like hand unconsciously reached into her bodice, caressing her increasingly hard breasts. Her other hand moved along her lower abdomen to the sparsely haired triangle, which was already wet. Because of the itching of her pink jade cave, her jade fingers parted her labia and inserted themselves. Her fingers, honed from years of playing the piano, penetrated deeply, causing her to tremble violently in her sleep. She cried out, "Yu'er, you're killing your mother!" Hot tears streamed down her face, dripping onto the soft mandarin duck pillow and wetting the pillowcase.

Li Feiyu embraced Li Lianyi and Li Siya, who lay on the bed in disarray, their bedding damp and stained with semen, exuding a lewd aura. Several other women lay scattered around him. His Purple Lightning Dragon King Spear, somewhat limp after the fierce battle, suddenly swelled and throbbed, its hardness causing him discomfort. He tightened his grip on the two women's bodies, and Daoist energy surged from an unnamed point in his body, gathering in his dantian. It stirred the Azure Dragon power within him, and the intense masculine energy turned his skin an eerie red. The Daoist energy and the Azure Dragon power rapidly merged, the converging torrent spinning like lightning in his dantian. The surging power caused him to faint, his soul seemingly flying a thousand miles away. In his dream, he seemed to find himself in an elegant room. In reality, a bluish gas began to emanate from his body, enveloping the women. His intense masculine energy acted like a potent aphrodisiac, making them feel as if they were in a dream. Their hot, delicate bodies, glistening with sweat, clung tightly to Li Feiyu's powerful frame.

"Yu'er, you've come!" Perhaps knowing this wasn't reality, but merely a dream, Bi Ru relaxed considerably, lying softly and gazing seductively at her son. Li Feiyu walked in, his golden hair flowing down his shoulders. A wicked smile graced his handsome face, his eyes burning with an almost tangible intensity as he stared at the stunning beauty. From the thick hair beneath his muscular abdomen, a monstrous object about thirty centimeters long rose, as thick as an infant's arm, its veins bulging and throbbing. The engorged head dripped with semen and emitted a bluish vapor, with wisps of purplish-gold electricity occasionally swirling around it, making it appear both majestic and awe-inspiring.

As Li Feiyu approached step by step, Biru's heart pounded with each step. Her eyes were fixed on the massive thing between his legs, completely captivated by the unique Purple Lightning Dragon King Spear. It wasn't until Li Feiyu reached her side and the massive thing got closer and closer, almost touching her face and she could smell its pungent, powerful aura, that she came to her senses and felt a little shy. Was this really her? Raising her head, her eyes shimmering like autumn water, she silently looked at Li Feiyu and said, "Yu'er, why didn't you put on any clothes when you came here?"

Li Feiyu looked tenderly at his peerless and straight mother, peering through her disheveled bodice at her snow-white breasts. He swallowed hard, his manhood throbbing painfully, and said, "I feel that only by facing the ground can I show my sincerity to you, Mother. Tell me, how should I repay your kindness in raising me?" After saying this, he looked at her cherry-red, alluring little mouth, and could feel the fragrance emanating from her lips as it touched his manhood. The smooth, slippery sensation made him unable to resist inserting his manhood into her little mouth.

"No, Yu'er!" she cried out in her dream, the immense temptation from her son vividly displayed in her dream. Just as she regained a sliver of reason and prepared to wake up, that monstrous object was thrust into her mouth. She shook her head, whimpering, but couldn't escape. Her disheveled hair spread across the pillowcase, half-concealing her face. A huge, fleshy penis pierced through her hair and was inserted into her cherry-like mouth, the tip alone filling it completely.

"Cough, cough," he finally couldn't bear to torment her, withdrawing the massive object from her mouth, the choking, powerful breath making her cough. She breathed rapidly, rolled her eyes at him, and her inner, unorthodox genes led her to choose depravity. Suddenly, she reached out her jade-like hand and grabbed the thick, long Purple Lightning Dragon King Spear. She put it in her mouth, her soft tongue gently licking it, stimulating him to gasp...

"Yu'er, you're killing your mother!" Bi Ru cried out, hot tears streaming down her beautiful eyes. She clung tightly to his shoulders, her jade fingernails leaving streaks of blood on his shoulder...

He finally entered her, right there in the dream. Under the influence of the Xuanmu's essence, the two entered the dream at the same time. The feeling of reality made it impossible to distinguish between reality and illusion. In the dream, she became incredibly beautiful, and he, in the dream, had no scruples, evilly and domineeringly riding her body, manipulating her in various positions...

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Red gauze curtains, hibiscus bed, just as Li Feiyu and the other women were rolling around in the quilt, Bi Ru's delicate and fragrant body lay there. Her outermost gauze skirt had been removed by her personal maid, leaving Biru only in a pink bodice embroidered with pure white lotus flowers and green underpants, covered with a soft, gold-threaded quilt. Suddenly, she began to breathe rapidly, her face flushed, fine beads of sweat appearing on her forehead and delicate nose. Her ample breasts, which were pushing the bodice high, heaved violently, glistening with tiny beads of sweat that exuded a milky and fragrant scent. Her fair waist was visible between the underpants and bodice; as she writhed restlessly, small patches of her underpants became damp, revealing two snow-white legs intertwined beneath, rubbing against each other against her plump calves and rounded, jade-like toes.

"No, Yu'er!" She seemed lost in a dream, her disheveled hair spread across the pillow, her small mouth beginning to pant rapidly, as if she were trapped in an endless reverie. Unconsciously, her jade-like hand reached into her bodice, caressing her increasingly hardened breasts. Her other hand slid down her lower abdomen to the sparsely haired triangle, which was already wet. Because of the itching of her pink vulva, her jade fingers parted her labia and inserted themselves. Her fingers, honed from years of playing the piano, penetrated deeply, causing her to tremble violently in her sleep. She cried out, "Yu'er, you're killing your mother!" Hot tears streamed down her face, dripping onto the soft mandarin duck pillow and wetting the pillowcase.

Li Feiyu, with Li Lianyi and Li Siya lying in his arms, the bedding disheveled and wet, stained with semen and exuding a lewd scent, surrounded him. Several other women lay scattered around him. The Purple Lightning Dragon King Spear, somewhat limp after the fierce battle and dripping wet, suddenly swelled and bulged, its hardness causing him discomfort. He tightened his grip on the two women's delicate bodies, pulling them closer to him. Daoist energy surged from an unnamed point in his body, gathering in his dantian, stirring the Azure Dragon power within him. The scorching masculine energy turned his skin an eerie red. The Daoist energy and Azure Dragon power rapidly merged, the converging torrent spinning like lightning within his dantian. The surging power caused him to faint, his soul seemingly flying a thousand miles away. In his dream, he seemed to find himself in an elegant room. In reality, a blue gas began to emanate from his body, enveloping the women. The scorching masculine energy was like the most potent aphrodisiac, making the women feel as if they were in a dream, their hot, delicate bodies dripping with sweat, panting as they clung tightly to Li Feiyu's strong body. Li Feiyu embraced Li Lianyi and Li Siya, who lay on the bed in disarray, their bedding damp and stained with semen, exuding a lewd aura. Several other women lay scattered around him. His Purple Lightning Dragon King Spear, somewhat limp after the fierce battle, suddenly swelled and throbbed, its hardness causing him discomfort. He tightened his grip on the two women's bodies, and Daoist energy surged from an unnamed point in his body, gathering in his dantian. It stirred the Azure Dragon power within him, and the intense masculine energy turned his skin an eerie red. The Daoist energy and the Azure Dragon power rapidly merged, the converging torrent spinning like lightning in his dantian. The surging power caused him to faint, his soul seemingly flying a thousand miles away. In his dream, he seemed to find himself in an elegant room. In reality, a bluish gas began to emanate from his body, enveloping the women. His intense masculine energy acted like a potent aphrodisiac, making them feel as if they were in a dream. Their hot, delicate bodies, glistening with sweat, clung tightly to Li Feiyu's powerful frame.

"Yu'er, you've come!" Perhaps knowing this wasn't reality, but merely a dream, Bi Ru relaxed considerably, lying softly and gazing seductively at her son. Li Feiyu walked in, his golden hair flowing down his shoulders. A wicked smile graced his handsome face, his eyes burning with an almost tangible intensity as he stared at the stunning beauty. From the thick hair beneath his muscular abdomen, a monstrous object about thirty centimeters long rose, as thick as an infant's arm, its veins bulging and throbbing. The engorged head dripped with semen and emitted a bluish vapor, with wisps of purplish-gold electricity occasionally swirling around it, making it appear both majestic and awe-inspiring.

As Li Feiyu approached step by step, Biru's heart pounded with each step. Her eyes were fixed on the massive thing between his legs, completely captivated by the unique Purple Lightning Dragon King Spear. It wasn't until Li Feiyu reached her side and the massive thing got closer and closer, almost touching her face and she could smell its pungent, powerful aura, that she came to her senses and felt a little shy. Was this really her? Raising her head, her eyes shimmering like autumn water, she silently looked at Li Feiyu and said, "Yu'er, why didn't you put on any clothes when you came here?"

Li Feiyu looked tenderly at his peerless mother, peering through her disheveled bodice at her snow-white breasts. He swallowed hard, his manhood throbbing painfully, and said, "I feel that only by facing the ground can I show my sincerity to you, Mother. Tell me, how should I repay your kindness in raising me?" After saying this, he looked at her cherry-red, alluring lips, and could feel the fragrance emanating from them as it touched his manhood. The smooth, slippery sensation made him unable to resist inserting his manhood into her mouth.

"No, Yu'er!" she cried out in her dream, the immense temptation from her son vividly displayed in her dream. Just as she regained a sliver of reason and prepared to wake up, that monstrous object was thrust into her mouth. She shook her head, whimpering, but couldn't escape. Her disheveled hair spread across the pillowcase, half-concealing her face. A huge, fleshy penis pierced through her hair and was inserted into her cherry-like mouth, the tip alone filling it completely.

"Cough, cough," he finally couldn't bear to torment her, withdrawing the massive object from her mouth, the choking, powerful breath making her cough. She breathed rapidly, rolled her eyes at him, and her inner, unorthodox genes led her to choose depravity. Suddenly, she reached out her jade

-like hand and grabbed the thick, long, purple lightning dragon king spear. She put it in her small mouth, her soft tongue gently licking it, stimulating him to gasp... "Yu'er, you're killing your mother!" Bi Ru cried out, hot tears streaming down her beautiful eyes. She clung tightly to his shoulders, her jade-like fingernails leaving streaks of blood on his shoulder...

He finally entered her, right there in the dream. Under the influence of the essence of the Mysterious Mother, the two of them entered the dream at the same time. The feeling of reality made it impossible to distinguish between reality and illusion. In the dream, she became incredibly beautiful, and he, without any scruples, wickedly and domineeringly rode on her body, manipulating her in various positions.

Chapter 106 Mother's Tears (Part 4)

The morning sunlight shone through the gauze window into the room, exuding an ambiguous atmosphere. On the hibiscus bed, Biru slept quietly. The noise made by the maid outside the window inadvertently woke her from her sleep. Her long eyelashes, still covered with crystal teardrops, fluttered gently. Her watery eyes were still somewhat hazy, and the blush on her beautiful face lingered for a long time. She was just about to get up when she called for her maid to help her dress. Touching her chest, her face flushed. Suddenly, she remembered something: she had torn her bodice, revealing half of her plump, perky breast. Her lower body was soaked, and the pungent, grassy scent emanating from the quilt made it clear what it was. Her face turned crimson with shame. But the scenes from last night's dream were so real; her lower body still felt empty and sore. Remembering his strong, powerful thrusts and manipulations in the dream, she felt fallen, ashamed and afraid—afraid to see her son again. The dream felt real, his breath, his seductive charm—all of it like a spell had been cast on her, and she was no longer as indifferent as before. She fastened her bodice, without calling for her maid, and picked up her underpants and gauze skirt from the bedside table, putting them on herself. Sunlight shone on her body, her skin as white as snow, her breasts high and firm beneath her bodice, seemingly about to burst out of the garment, her waist slender and delicate, her belly button round and cute. She was very satisfied with her appearance and figure. Although she didn't possess the same allure as Leng Youyou, she was still curvaceous and incomparable to most mature women. Thinking of how infatuated he was with her in her dream, she touched her burning cheeks with her jade-like hand. Her panties were no longer wearable; they were completely soaked. She wasn't a woman with strong desires; on the contrary, she was rather indifferent, rarely having wet dreams. But this time, it was as if she had released all the energy she had been holding back at once. The sheets and panties were stained with the smell. She arched her soft, slender waist and slowly pulled down her panties. As the panties slowly came off, her plump buttocks and her anus were completely exposed. They could only be described as exquisite. In the mirror, her two plump buttocks were very perky, round, and beautiful. Her snow-white and plump buttocks and the pink anus between her buttocks resembled blooming chrysanthemums. Using such a crude word would be a defilement of her body. But why did her son, that wicked son, have to be so rude as to say that this was where she defecated? It felt as if he were breathing right next to her ear. She dared not look at her private parts; her chrysanthemum bud had only a few sparse hairs, a few dozen strands. This wasn't due to her immaturity, but rather her unique constitution and not particularly strong desire. Yet, these sparse hairs were more alluring than her smooth white tiger and dense forest. Glistening water droplets glistened on the sparse hairs, dripping wetly onto the awning, and the nectar in the pink crevice hadn't yet dried.

"Madam, get up!" Her maid, Xiangyu, called from the doorway. Xiangyu was puzzled. Usually, the princess would rise very early every morning, calling for them to help her dress. But today, the sun was high in the sky, and she hadn't heard a sound from her mistress. She assumed she was drunk yesterday and had gotten up late. After waiting for several hours, she couldn't help but call out again; by then, the warm clothes would be almost cold.

Biru dared not hesitate any longer. She hurriedly put on her newly changed underpants and then a long skirt, her fair and tender legs completely concealed within. She touched her slightly flushed cheeks and said calmly, her voice as clear as a rushing spring, "Come in!"

Xiangyu responded and pushed open the door with a creak, entering the room. Seeing that the princess was already dressed in a long skirt, she hurriedly said, "Madam, let me serve you!" With that, she stepped forward and tidied Biru's long skirt and disheveled hair.

Night fell, and the dream vanished without a trace. Li Feiyu awoke from his sleep, vaguely feeling his entire body entwined with soft, fragrant bodies, his lower body tightly enveloped by rings of heat. The sticky sensation was incredibly comfortable. Opening his eyes, he saw several women haphazardly embracing him. Li Lingling's petite and delicate body clung to him like an octopus, her massive member deeply inserted into her flower path. Because it hadn't shrunk, it pushed her lower abdomen high, and white fluid clung to her buttocks. Scenes from the night flashed through his mind. He didn't know when he had fallen asleep, but last night he had been very indulgent. He had clearly run to his mother's room with a swelling, wicked aura, and then… was it a dream? But the feeling was so real, unbelievably real. The faint scent of mint on her body, her soft breaths, her suppressed moans, her cries of extreme pleasure—all seemed to echo in his ears. Was she also having this absurd dream? In her dream, she was no longer dignified, but alluring and seductive, like a woman in love.

With a sigh, Li Feiyu knew it was just a dream, but the wicked thoughts stirring within him could no longer be suppressed. *Smack!* He slapped Li Lingling's soft, white bottom. Li Lingling frowned, waking from her dream. Looking at the handsome face so close to hers, she cried out softly, "Husband, why did you hit me?" Having met Li Feiyu's mother, their status had changed. They no longer called him "Young Master" or "Li Lang" as before; now they were Bi Ru's daughters-in-law.

Li Feiyu pinched her small nose affectionately, saying, "Little girl, look outside, the sun's already shining on your bottom!"

His words woke the women, who hurriedly scrambled to their feet, groaning as they felt pain in their lower bodies. They gave Li Feiyu a seductive glare, knowing it was his doing.

Li Lingling's face flushed; she was still connected to her husband! She twisted her hips with a "pop" sound as the thick, long penis was pulled out of her highly contractile vagina, copious amounts of semen and vaginal fluid flowing out. The sudden force caused her to turn pale with pain, and she cried out, "Husband, it hurts!"

"Let me see!" Li Feiyu quickly lifted her two slender legs, looking at her private parts. He saw that the flesh between her labia was somewhat red and swollen, with traces of blood. Fortunately, the injury wasn't serious; his penis had stretched her stomach until it was bloated. He rubbed it gently, saying tenderly, "It's alright, it'll be fine tonight!"

Li Lianyi put on her undergarment and rolled her eyes at him, saying, "You don't even have a little pity on me! How can I bear this?"

Li Feiyu kissed Li Lingling heavily on the cheek, saying, "Isn't this just me loving my little darling?"

Li Lingling's face flushed red as she obediently helped Li Feiyu dress.

Li Lianyi shook her head and helped Li Feiyu get dressed, saying coquettishly, "Don't you know how to be gentle with us?" She still felt some pain down there, but she was a little confused about how they had been so passionate last night; she didn't even know when she fell asleep.

Li Feiyu kissed all the women, and the wisps of green energy in the air told him that perhaps he had done something wrong last night. He comforted the women, trying to soothe their complaints.

It was already quite late, and the women didn't dare to waste any more time, fearing they would give Li Feiyu's mother a bad impression. They dressed themselves, did their hair and makeup, and then went out.

Li Feiyu's ten delicate and pretty personal maids had listened to their intimate sounds all night long, and after waiting all morning, they looked at Li Feiyu with some resentment and said, "Master, the breakfast is getting cold!"

Li Feiyu hugged the two beautiful twin maids, Xuefen and Xueling, and kissed their smooth faces, saying, "I didn't go to see you last night, so don't be jealous. Has Mother gotten up yet?"

Xuefen secretly glanced at the most beautiful Li Lianyi and found her looking at her with a half-smile. She blushed and quickly lowered her head, saying nervously, "Not yet!" Li Feiyu

comforted her, "You ten are all my treasures. From now on, you will come with me to the Qitian King's Mansion!"

The ten maids were delighted and said happily, "Thank you, Master!"

Chapter 107 Mother's Tears (Part 2)

Li Feiyu led the girls into the elegantly decorated, antique-style dining room, but did not see his mother. He asked the maid serving him, "Where is Mother?"

The Prince's mansion was strictly hierarchical. Ordinary maids like her were several ranks lower than personal maids like Xuefen and Xueling. She was secretly gazing at Li Feiyu's handsome face, fantasizing about gaining the young prince's favor. Hearing his question, her delicate face flushed, and she lowered her head, saying, "The Princess Consort just instructed that you and the young ladies should eat first."

Li Feiyu frowned, waved his hand, and said, "Go away!"

"Yes," the maid replied and left. Li Feiyu didn't think much of it, but the lingering desire to face his mother was still present, making breakfast tasteless.

"Husband, will we live here from now on?" Li Siya ladled a small bowl of emerald porridge for Li Feiyu.

Li Feiyu smiled slightly and said, "After you become a master, we will have our own palace, and you will both be its masters."

Li Lianyi said coquettishly, "You will be the most debauched emperor there!"

Li Feiyu chuckled awkwardly, not denying that this was his greatest dream since coming into this world. Upon hearing this, the girls burst into cheerful laughter, their faces flushed.

Although it was late autumn, the Prince's mansion felt spring-like again thanks to Li Feiyu's return. He led the girls on a tour of the entire mansion, but Bi Ru seemed to be deliberately avoiding him; he didn't see her all day. During this time, he learned that some changes had occurred in the mansion while he was away training. First, the several adopted sons and daughters the Princess had taken in years ago had returned to the mansion, temporarily attending the literary and martial arts competition held by the Hanlin Academy. Second, his women had all gone to his newly appointed Qitian Prince's mansion, making him eager to go to his own. Strictly speaking, he was already an adult and shouldn't continue living in his father's residence.

Looking at the courtyard where his mother, Biru, lived in the distance, his eyes held a complex expression. He sighed and said to the women beside him, "Let's go to the Qitian King's Mansion! You are the masters there!" Deep down, he truly didn't want to hurt his mother, but he couldn't control his wicked thoughts. He suddenly realized that not only her, but perhaps even his mother felt somewhat ashamed in front of him, all because of the Essence of the Mysterious Mother. The Essence of the Mysterious Mother is the most mysterious energy in the human body. From ancient times to the present, no one has been able to understand its energy properties, and none who have obtained its energy have been able to fully explore it. It is only known that it has countless mysterious functions. Even a powerful figure like the Martial Ancestor could not completely integrate it. One of its most basic functions is to replenish the body's Yang energy, making cultivation twice as effective, and to stimulate the body's evil nature. There is a constant attraction between mother and child. For those whose willpower is weak, it is like taking an aphrodisiac, leading to passionate intercourse. This Essence of the Mysterious Mother is a forbidden existence, long rejected by virtuous people and worldly ethics. How to obtain the essence of the Mysterious Mother has remained a secret throughout history, known only to a few ancient families. Coincidentally, the declining Li family was one of those families who possessed this secret, which is why very few people obtained the essence of the Mysterious Mother. During Li Feiyu's coma, Li Daoling, in desperation, ordered the extraction of the essence of the Mysterious Mother from Bi Ru using a secret method. Li Feiyu knew this would be the outcome from the moment he learned of it.

Bi Ru sat in her room, appearing somewhat preoccupied, a faint sorrow etched on her beautiful face. At this moment, her personal maid, Xiang Yu, knocked on the door and called out, "Your Highness."

"Come in!" Bi Ru snapped out of her reverie and ordered.

Xiangyu entered and looked at Biru anxiously, saying, "Madam, the young prince is leaving!"

"What?!" Upon hearing this, Biru's face turned pale, as if struck by lightning. She asked in a panic, "Where is he?"

Seeing the princess's panic, Xiangyu also became anxious, saying, "The young prince is packing his things!"

Biru had barely finished speaking when she rushed out, her steps light and graceful, like a rainbow.

The sunset was beautiful. Li Feiyu sat alone in the pavilion outside his courtyard, a sense of melancholy rising within him. He picked some purple lotus flowers by the pavilion, closed his eyes, and gently inhaled their fragrance. The faint minty scent was like her elegant body fragrance, so captivating.

"Yu'er, why are you leaving?" Suddenly, his mother's voice rang in his ears.

Li Feiyu opened his eyes and looked in the direction of the sound. He saw Biru on the path beneath the bamboo grove, wearing a blue pearl-embroidered dress, her long hair slightly disheveled. She was panting, fine beads of sweat appearing on her forehead and nose, her high, firm breasts heaving. The run had flushed her face, and she looked at him with a hint of urgency in her eyes.

"I'm all grown up now, it's time for me to live in my own palace!" Li Feiyu looked at his mother, suppressing the urge to embrace her, and said softly.

Bi Ru rushed to him, her delicate hand touching his handsome face, and said gently, "Yu'er, please don't leave your mother, okay?"

The fragrance of her breath wafted onto his face, giving him a unique allure. He stretched out his strong arms to embrace her soft, boneless waist, pulling her into his arms. He took her hand and pressed it against his face, saying, "No, I'm just going to the Qi Tian King's Mansion, not far from here. I'll come back to see you every day!"

Bi Ru looked at his handsome face, her eyes filled with infatuation, and said, "Yu'er, don't leave me!" As she finished speaking, crystal tears welled up in her beautiful eyes.

Li Feiyu's breath caught in his throat, and he finally couldn't help but hold her in his arms. This woman was worthy of his lifelong regret! (03-24
Chapter 108: The Enchanting Vermilion Bird)

During the four years Li Feiyu was in a coma, he received countless precious gifts. While sorting them out, he didn't miss a single one, having the women load them onto the carriage, filling more than a dozen compartments.

The Qi Tian Prince's Mansion and the Xiao Yao Prince's Mansion were not far apart. After he promised to come to the Xiao Yao Prince's Mansion every day, Bi Ru bid him farewell. At the moment of parting, a hint of sadness was revealed in her eyes. The reason he chose to separate from his mother was because he was afraid he would not be able to control the evil thoughts in his heart. Among his women was his grandmother, a secret he did not want her to know for the time being.

Li Xiyu, the protector of the Xiao Yao Prince's Mansion, was so excited to see Li Feiyu that she shed tears. She decisively decided to move to the Qi Tian Prince's Mansion with Li Feiyu. Ten personal maids naturally accompanied Li Feiyu. The dozen or so people boarded a carriage and headed towards his new mansion. With the addition of the Ten Phoenix Guards in secret, he was practically bringing his whole family with him. What worried him most was that he hadn't seen Little Vermilion Bird yet. This mysterious little girl had golden hair and a stunningly beautiful face. Though young, she possessed an astonishing allure. Her mysterious origins and the potential threat emanating from her made him somewhat wary. However, from the moment she chose to be with him, he felt a responsibility towards her. After he left, she mysteriously disappeared.

The Qi Tian King's Mansion was even more magnificent than the Xiao Yao King's Mansion, occupying three or four times its size. It was fully equipped and even housed a rare beast comparable to a Martial Emperor, the Vajra Beast, to guard the mansion. For hundreds of years since its construction, it had been the only mansion in the capital besides the Imperial Palace.

Since Li Feiyu was bestowed the title of Qitian King, the Qitian King's Mansion, which had been vacant for hundreds of years, finally had its own master and gradually regained some life. Furthermore, thanks to the unique and elegant decorations by Mo Yi Leng Youyou, the mansion was filled with a riot of colors, and despite it being late autumn, it felt anything but desolate. Princess Li Mengxin had been staying there frequently these past few days, even occupying a room. Their initiative puzzled the servants. Moreover, for some reason, Li Lianyi felt a curiosity about Meiru's identity, sensing a connection between her and herself. However, her memories, separated by ten years, were somewhat hazy. For some inexplicable reason, she sent Meiru and Xinyu to the Qitian King's Mansion as well. Essentially, all of Li Feiyu's women were now there.

While Li Feiyu was somewhat worried about Zhuque, she was watching the unfolding drama with interest from a dark corner of the capital, her eyes filled with contempt.

Every place has its dark side, and even in the capital, under the emperor's nose, evil often takes place. tide Yun led Wei Yang slowly from the bustling city to this unnoticed corner. If those dark tentacles had any conscience, they wouldn't have easily harmed the two of them. However, the mother and daughter were too beautiful. Their beauty was so devastating that they forgot their usual vigilance. Greed made them willing to risk their lives to act as predators once again.

Xi Yun's snow-white hair cascaded over her shoulders, fluttering slightly in the cold wind. A veil covered her face, yet it couldn't conceal her unparalleled beauty. Holding Wei Yang's small hand, she said calmly, "Come out, all of you!"

More than thirty thugs, grinning wickedly, blocked the only exit in the corner. One of them, a shirtless burly man, leered at Xi Yun, saying, "What a perfect wife! You've got a path to heaven, but you choose not to. Watch me serve you with my big stick!" He was deeply wary; this woman had clearly lured them here intentionally. He sensed no trace of martial power emanating from her, but such people were often the most dangerous. Even so, he had to come. After years of wreaking havoc in the capital, it was impossible to say he had no backing. He had the support of a wealthy,纨绔 (wan ku, a spoiled young master) nobleman, and it was that young master who had taken a liking to these two women.

Xi Yun's brows furrowed slightly. She had initially thought some powerful force was plotting against them, but it seemed they were merely a group of lustful thugs. She turned her head, her watery eyes showing neither panic nor anger, and she hadn't even glanced at them once. Yet, even this indifferent look, which didn't seem to be directed at them, was enough to captivate them. Her eyes were like autumn waters, her every glance alluring; she was like a fairy descended from heaven, and even fairies couldn't compare to her beauty. Wei Yang, though only seven or eight years old, held Xi Yun's hand tightly. She was exquisitely beautiful, radiating unparalleled charm. These rough men had never seen such a delicate little girl before, and they secretly swallowed hard. Even the burly leader was tempted. Although he hesitated to defile these two beauties, he was willing to lose his life just to touch them.

But they had no chance. When their greedy gazes fell upon Wei Yang, Xi Yun finally couldn't resist and made her move. No one saw how she made her move; only a blur of motion shot from her jade-like hand, carrying a few wisps of ethereal energy as she attacked the hormone-fueled crowd. The underground was darker and more direct than any other place, making survival of the fittest more immediate and easier. These burly men, having survived in the shadows for so many years, were ruthless characters. Their natural talents weren't suited to advanced martial arts; aside from their leader, the others had only become Fang Warriors through combat experience, struggling even to advance to the Innate Realm. Even Innate Martial Masters had fallen to them, so they had a degree of confidence in themselves. But before absolute power, everything was futile. They never imagined that Xi Yun was a Martial Emperor, a legendary figure to them. Even the seemingly delicate Wei Yang could easily defeat them. The invisible true energy left them no chance to resist. Before they could even react, they felt pain in certain parts of their bodies and collapsed to the ground.

Perhaps it wasn't what they imagined. There was no exciting fight, nor did they have time to unleash the high-level martial arts techniques they'd acquired from the upper nobility, techniques said to be able to charm even innate martial artists. In a mere instant, they felt the sky darken, and the breath of death seemed so close. The ground was stained with blood. They lay there groaning in pain. Some had broken legs, others had crippled arms. Their lips were white. The pain was secondary; what mattered was that they had lost their fighting limbs, and from then on, they had no chance to live. Their future was hopeless.

"You're so cruel!" the burly leader cried out in agony, lying on the ground, pressing his broken arm to stop the blood from flowing, large beads of cold sweat forming on his forehead.

Wei Yang covered her eyes with her small hands, afraid to move. Having grown up under her mother's care in the secluded lake realm, she had never witnessed such a bloody scene.

Seeing her daughter's reaction, Xi Yun's resolve wavered. She had deliberately brought these people here, intending to teach them a lesson. Her primary reason wasn't to eliminate those who coveted her, but for her daughter's sake. Her daughter, Wei Yang, had lived in the secluded lake realm since childhood, never experiencing the harsh realities of society, never engaging in combat, never killing anything, let alone killing in self-defense. Now, having arrived on this ancient martial arts continent, she was bound to encounter danger. She would slowly teach her daughter how to adapt to society; for now, she was merely crippling these people, but in the future, she would kill.

Wei Yang's delicate body trembled slightly upon smelling the strong stench of blood. Seeing her daughter's pitiful state, Xi Yun felt a pang of pain. She regretted her decision. Even if her daughter depended on her for life, she would protect her for life, shielding her from harm and evil, ensuring her world was forever filled with light. Her daughter should be pure and innocent, like a little fairy.

"Yang'er, don't be afraid, Mother is here!" Xi Yun set up a barrier to isolate all the nauseating smell of blood and block out all the painful groans.

Just as Bi Ru was about to hold her daughter in her arms, a mocking laugh came. The voice sounded very delicate and said, "I didn't expect that the legendary Empress of Weiyang Palace is such a weak little brat. She can't even stand this little bit of blood. She should just find a secluded paradise to live in seclusion." A little girl who was no less beautiful than Weiyang floated down from the wall in the corner. The little girl wore a fiery red dress, and her golden hair reached her heels. She was exquisitely beautiful. Although she was young, she was already devastatingly beautiful. Unlike Weiyang's full of spirit, the little girl had an unparalleled charm and bewitching beauty. Yes, although she was not yet fully developed, she had an overwhelming charm and allure that could bewitch the world.

After Xi Yun set up a barrier for her, Wei Yang slowly opened her eyes, still filled with fear. Although a barrier had been set up, Zhu Que's voice still clearly reached her ears. Wei Yang looked at Zhu Que with some confusion.

Zhu Que glanced at Wei Yang contemptuously, her small palms rustling and emitting faint light. The energy fluctuations made the surrounding air somewhat unstable. With a wave of her hand, countless wind blades flew out, disappearing into the air before suddenly appearing in front of the many burly men lying on the ground. The wind blades cut into their bodies with incredible sharpness. In their boundless terror, they couldn't even scream before being evenly sliced into pieces, intestines, brains, blood, and bits of flesh scattered all over the ground. After killing them, Zhu Que stood calmly in the middle, as if nothing had happened. Watching Wei Yang's face gradually turn pale, and as Wei Yang's eyes slowly lost themselves in terror and bloodshed, she chuckled triumphantly.

Xi Yun frowned, looking at Zhu Que and saying, "Who are you? Why did you say Yang'er is the Empress of Weiyang Palace?" Xi Yun felt a sense of oppression emanating from the little Zhu Que. She had already gained some understanding of the Heavenly Dao, and although she couldn't sense any influence Zhu Que had on her, she could feel that this mysterious little girl posed a great threat to her daughter, Weiyang. An impulse to kill the little Zhu Que welled up within her; she wouldn't allow anyone to pose even the slightest threat to her daughter.

Zhu Que giggled. Her allure, combined with the invisible killing intent that followed, made her seem like a little enchantress, possessing unparalleled charm. That killing intent didn't diminish her allure; instead, it enhanced her bewitching beauty. She glanced at Xi Yun, coldly smiled, and said, "You will pay the price for your thoughts!" With that, she suddenly vanished into thin air, appearing and disappearing without a trace, even Xi Yun couldn't sense her location. The moment she disappeared, the barrier surrounding Wei Yang shattered, and a thick, overwhelming stench of blood assaulted her, making it hard for her to breathe. This was the first time she had ever witnessed such a scene, and it made her heart tremble. Her usually calm personality prevented her from screaming; her delicate body trembled, her face turned deathly pale, and she tightly closed her eyes, her small hands gripping tide Yun's skirt firmly. Although she didn't know how Zhuque had made her move, it was obvious that she had shattered the rudimentary barrier she had casually set up the moment she disappeared. This blatant provocation made Xiyun tremble with rage, her gentle eyes flashing with cold light. She finally erupted in fury, her killing intent impossible to suppress. This was someone who had harmed her daughter right in front of her, and so deeply. Physical harm couldn't compare to the emotional damage. She had originally planned to gradually expose her daughter to the harsh realities of society, but seeing her daughter's fear, she couldn't bear to give up. Who could have imagined that Zhuque would expose such utter bloodshed to her daughter? Even she was afraid of such a cruel scene, let alone her daughter. This meant that Weiyang would live in a nightmare for a long time, and it might even leave a shadow in her daughter's heart, affecting her future.

Xi Yun's murderous aura stirred up a gravitational field, enveloping her and Wei Yang within it. After the blood mist stirred up by the wind settled, Xi Yun had already disappeared with Wei Yang from this place. Xi Yun did not go to find Zhu Que. She had realized that this little girl possessed spatial power, an innate ability inherent in her unique constitution. Capturing Zhu Que would be extremely difficult. Although she could break through space, she could not track Zhu Que's spatial trajectory. At this moment, neither Xi Yun nor Zhu Que expected that it was this stimulation that awakened Wei Yang's unique constitution's ability.

Li Feiyu's carriage slowly stopped in front of the Qi Tian King's Mansion. He lifted the curtain and looked at the mansion's gate with some excitement. The Prince's mansion was vast, and its gates were correspondingly magnificent. The gilded gates, inlaid with low-grade beast cores, shimmered with iridescent light, making them quite dazzling. Two lifelike bronze lions, each over two meters tall, stood on either side of the entrance. A convoy of over a dozen carriages lined up between the lions. The mansion gates slowly opened, and upon hearing the news, Leng Youyou, swaying her supple waist, came out with a charming and alluring air.

Li Feiyu jumped down from the carriage, waving his jade fan, and smiled at Leng Youyou.

"Brother!" A sweet, delicate voice rang out. Zhuque, her small hands fiddling with the ribbon at the waist of her fiery red dress, looked at Li Feiyu with delighted longing.

Li Feiyu saw Zhuque, a flicker of surprise crossing his eyes. He didn't know when she had appeared, but that wasn't important; the key was that she had returned. He opened his arms to little Zhuque, who immediately leaped into his embrace with lightning speed.

She giggled happily, her exquisite face filled with sweetness. Her arms wrapped tightly around Li Feiyu's neck, her soft, boneless body swaying in his embrace. In her joy, she extended her delicate tongue and affectionately licked his face and lips.

Li Feiyu had long experienced her captivating charm; though young, she possessed unparalleled allure. Now, her alluring gaze was clearly a deliberate attempt to seduce him. The pleasant scent emanating from her made him inhale deeply, his erection rising rapidly, pressing against her vulva through his trousers. Ignoring the stares of others, he cupped Zhuque's soft buttocks and pressed down hard, rubbing his genitals even more tightly against hers. Zhuque gasped for breath, then nestled obediently against his neck, afraid to move.

To outsiders, the two seemed like close siblings, unaware of what had transpired between them. However, Leng Youyou saw everything clearly. She walked over, pinched his waist, and playfully scolded, "You naughty boy!"

Li Feiyu smiled wickedly, saying, "I have even worse ones, you haven't tried them yet!"

Leng Youyou lightly spat, her face flushed, "You little rascal, I wonder how many women you'll find before you're satisfied!" Realizing her own jealous tone, she glanced at him sheepishly before turning back to greet Li Lianyi, Li Siya, and the other women in the carriage.

"Husband!" came another joyful voice. Meiru ran out of the palace and approached Li Feiyu. Because he was holding Little Zhuque in his arms, she couldn't embrace him directly, so she clung to his sleeve, looking every bit like a submissive wife. Today, she wore a tight-fitting purple palace dress, her waist so small it could be encircled, her breasts full and her hips plump, her figure perfect. Her face was beautiful, with a pointed chin; every feature of her was that of a beauty, truly deserving the title of "national beauty." Even more remarkable was that she looked very young, yet possessed a mature, alluring charm; one could almost smell the fragrance of her breasts.

Chapter 109: Grandma's Juice.

Night fell, and the Qi Tian Prince's mansion gradually returned to tranquility from its bustling activity. Today was arguably the most lively day for the mansion, as the true master of the mansion was moving in. Li Feiyu arrived at the mansion with his women. Li Lianyi, Li Siya, Li Qingqing, Li Lingling, Li Huaying, and Li Jiaxin all chose their rooms. After everything was arranged, the entire mansion joyfully enjoyed a sumptuous dinner. Afterwards, Li Lianyi and the other women voluntarily offered Li Feiyu to Meiru, Li Xiyu, Leng Youyou, and other women.

Colorful glass lamps illuminated the elegantly decorated room with its warm, orange ambiance. Meiru looked somewhat shy, yet her gaze, filled with affection and longing, lingered on Li Feiyu. Li Feiyu entered the room and gazed at Meiru with a burning desire. He shook his painted fan, suppressing the urge to pounce like a hungry wolf, and leisurely observed her. She was beautiful. Although she was nearly a hundred years old, due to her cultivation techniques and the inheritance of the Demon-Slaying Sword, she maintained the youthful appearance of a young girl. Her snow-white, jet-black hair flowed naturally to her waist. Tonight, she wore a low-cut, sheer dress that perfectly accentuated her curves. The thin fabric clung tightly to her snow-white skin, highlighting her full breasts and shapely hips. The low neckline revealed a deep cleavage, and her voluptuous waist was easily encircled. The short skirt extended to reveal her delicate, beautiful legs. Her beauty was flawless from head to toe, flawless in every way. More importantly, her soft lower body possessed the fullness of a mature woman, and her affectionate eyes held a hint of something else. Thinking that she was his grandmother, Li Feiyu's wicked inner world became even more aroused.

"Husband," Meiru called softly, then moved with elegant steps to Li Feiyu.

Li Feiyu felt a wave of rose fragrance wash over him. She was already beside him, proactively wrapping her arms around his waist and slowly leaning into his embrace.

"Baby, how have you been lately?" Li Feiyu's lower body, like a charging dragon, stood erect, pressing against her lower abdomen through the silk gauze separating them.

Meiru looked at him with a hint of resentment and said, "Husband, please don't leave me again, okay?"

Li Feiyu held her soft waist, greedily inhaling her fragrance, and said, "I won't, I will never leave my darling." Then, he bit her sensitive earlobe, gently licking it with his tongue, causing her whole body to tremble, her face to flush, and her eyes to become hazy.

Thinking of Li Feiyu's strength and the enormous size of his groin, like an infant's arm, Meiru couldn't resist. Her delicate hands traced along Li Feiyu's waist, caressing his firm buttocks, then, through his trousers, she grabbed his erect penis, which was bulging against his pants

. She herself was already somewhat wet. Li Feiyu inhaled. These women were all alluring enchantresses, none of them easy to handle. He finally couldn't resist reaching out and lifting her soft chin, lowering his head to kiss her cherry-like lips. His tongue effortlessly pried open her pearly teeth, hooking and sucking her soft flesh, occasionally scraping the tip of his tongue against her mouth. Meiru responded eagerly, her delicate hands stroking his penis through his clothes, her soft, fragrant tongue entwining with his, launching a counterattack, several times reaching into Li Feiyu's mouth.

At the same time, Li Feiyu's hands, through her thin gauze skirt, forcefully grasped and scratched her plump buttocks, the buttocks changing shape in his palms.

The long, passionate kiss finally ended with Meiru's complete defeat. They simultaneously released their mouths and tongues, their saliva still clinging to each other.

Meiru, panting, gazed adoringly at Li Feiyu and softly said, "Husband!" Her infatuated gaze made her forget to continue touching his penis; instead, she raised her arm and hooked it around his neck.

Li Feiyu melted in her tender, adoring gaze, yearning to merge with her. She received a frenzied, passionate kiss from him. He kissed her cheeks, then moved down her fair neck, leaving red and blue hickeys on her skin. The intense kiss left Meiru breathless; she clung to his golden hair, tilted her head back, closed her eyes, and her chest heaved.

*Hiss*—Li Feiyu brutally ripped open Meiru's thin gauze dress, tearing it open along with her green bodice. Her firm, plump breasts swayed elastically, and her two deep red nipples secreted a rich, fleshy milky scent. He smiled wickedly, lifted Meiru by the waist, placed her on the bed, and pressed his entire body against her, burying his face in her deep cleavage, inhaling the fragrance. He bit into her deep red nipples, and white milk overflowed from her nipples, flowing into his mouth. He gulped down the sweet milk with a slightly fishy taste.

Satisfied with drinking the milk, Li Feiyu's hand pulled down her short skirt, reaching down to her breasts. His palm firmly touched her plump buttocks, the slippery touch making him somewhat incredulous. He looked up at Meiru and said, "You're not wearing anything?"

Meiru, wondering why he had stopped, blushed even more upon hearing this and said, "No, that's not it!"

Li Feiyu was somewhat puzzled. He carefully examined her and was astonished to find a thin, silky fabric covering her anus and private parts. His brain immediately swelled, and his lower body throbbed with a painful hardness. The hissing sound of his Purple Lightning Dragon King Spear made him impatiently pull down his pants…

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Night fell, and the Qitian King's Mansion gradually returned to tranquility from its bustling activity. Today was arguably the most lively day for the Qitian King's Mansion, as the true master of the mansion was moving in. Li Feiyu arrived at the mansion with the women. Li Lianyi, Li Siya, Li Qingqing, Li Lingling, Li Huaying, and Li Jiaxin all chose their rooms. After everything was arranged, the entire mansion joyfully enjoyed a sumptuous dinner. Afterwards, Li Lianyi and the other women offered Li Feiyu to Meiru, Li Xiyu, Leng Youyou, and the other women.

Colorful glass lamps illuminated the elegantly decorated room with its warm, orange ambiance. Meiru looked somewhat shy, yet her gaze, filled with affection and longing, lingered on Li Feiyu. Li Feiyu entered the room and gazed at Meiru with a burning desire. He shook his painted fan, suppressing the urge to pounce like a hungry wolf, and leisurely observed her. She was beautiful. Although she was nearly a hundred years old, due to her cultivation techniques and the inheritance of the Demon-Slaying Sword, she maintained the youthful appearance of a young girl. Her snow-white, jet-black hair flowed naturally to her waist. Tonight, she wore a low-cut, sheer dress that perfectly accentuated her curves. The thin fabric clung tightly to her snow-white skin, highlighting her full breasts and hips. The low neckline revealed a deep cleavage, and her voluptuous waist was easily encircled. The short skirt extended to reveal her delicate, beautiful legs. Her beauty was flawless from head to toe, flawless in every way. More importantly, her soft lower body possessed the fullness of a mature woman, and her affectionate eyes held a hint of something else. Thinking that she was his grandmother, Li Feiyu's wicked inner world became even more aroused.

"Husband," Meiru called softly, then moved with elegant steps to Li Feiyu.

Li Feiyu felt a wave of rose fragrance wash over him. She was already beside him, proactively wrapping her arms around his waist and leaning gently into his embrace.

"Baby, how have you been lately?" Li Feiyu's lower body, like a charging dragon, stood erect, pressing against her lower abdomen through the silk gauze separating them.

Meiru looked at him with a hint of resentment and said, "Husband, please don't leave me again, okay?"

Li Feiyu held her soft waist, greedily inhaling her fragrance, and said, "I won't, I will never leave my darling." Then, he bit her sensitive earlobe, gently licking it with his tongue, causing her whole body to tremble, her face to flush, and her eyes to become hazy.

Thinking of Li Feiyu's strength and the enormous size of his groin, like an infant's arm, Meiru couldn't resist. Her delicate hands traced along Li Feiyu's waist, caressing his firm buttocks, then, through his trousers, she grabbed his erect penis, which was bulging against his pants

. She herself was already somewhat wet. Li Feiyu inhaled. These women were all alluring enchantresses, none of them easy to handle. He finally couldn't resist reaching out and lifting her soft chin, lowering his head to kiss her cherry-like lips. His tongue effortlessly pried open her pearly teeth, hooking and sucking her soft flesh, occasionally scraping the tip of his tongue against her mouth. Meiru responded eagerly, her delicate hands stroking his penis through his clothes, her soft, fragrant tongue entwining with his, launching a counterattack, several times reaching into Li Feiyu's mouth.

At the same time, Li Feiyu's hands, through her thin gauze skirt, forcefully grasped and scratched her plump buttocks, the buttocks changing shape in his palms.

The long, passionate kiss finally ended with Meiru's complete defeat. They simultaneously released their mouths and tongues, their saliva still clinging to each other.

Meiru, panting, gazed adoringly at Li Feiyu and softly said, "Husband!" Her infatuated gaze made her forget to continue touching his penis; instead, she raised her arm and hooked it around his neck.

Li Feiyu melted in her tender, adoring gaze, yearning to merge with her. She received a frenzied, passionate kiss from him. He kissed her cheeks, then moved down her fair neck, leaving red and blue hickeys on her skin. The intense kiss left Meiru breathless; she clung to his golden hair, tilted her head back, closed her eyes, and her chest heaved.

Hiss—Li Feiyu brutally ripped open Meiru's thin gauze dress, tearing it open along with her green bodice. Her firm, plump breasts swayed elastically, and her two deep red nipples secreted a rich, fleshy milky scent. He smiled wickedly, lifted Meiru by the waist, placed her on the bed, pressed his entire body against her, lowered his head, buried his face in her deep cleavage, and inhaled the fragrance. He bit into her deep red nipples, and white milk overflowed from her nipples, flowing into his mouth. He gulped down the slightly fishy, sweet milk.

Satisfied as she drank her milk, Li Feiyu's hand pulled down her short skirt, reaching down to her breasts. His palm firmly touched her plump buttocks, the smooth texture making him somewhat incredulous. He looked up at Meiru and asked, "You're not wearing anything?"

Meiru, wondering why he had stopped, blushed even more and said, "No, I'm not!"

Li Feiyu was puzzled. He carefully examined her and was surprised to find a thin, silky piece of fabric covering her anus and private parts. His mind immediately went blank, and his penis became hard. Pain! The hissing sound of the Purple Lightning Dragon King Spear sent a jolt through him, making him impatiently pull down his pants.

(Chapter 110: A Deep, Fragrant Heart)

Thick white semen filled Meiru's flower path. She sighed, her snow-white flesh tightly gripping Li Feiyu's strong waist. Her plump buttocks thrust upwards to meet the powerful ejaculation of his massive penis. The scalding white semen poured onto her flower core, causing her flower path folds to contract and writhe violently, gripping his penis as if trying to drain him dry. Under this intense stimulation, Meiru cried out in pleasure, reaching her climax.

"Husband, I'm about to die!" she groaned contentedly, her jade hands resting on his chest, her rosy cheeks against his neck, fragrant beads of sweat from their intense struggle seeping from her forehead and cleavage.

Li Feiyu's hands gripped her buttocks, his massive member plunging deep inside her. His scrotum slapped against her vulva, causing her to contract and then ejaculate violently, bringing him immense satisfaction. Playing with Meiru's body was truly a pleasure. Even after ejaculating, his member remained buried in her flower path, their essence slowly seeping from their joined parts, dripping down her buttocks. Because they were so tightly joined, the excessive semen filled Meiru's uterus, causing her lower abdomen to swell, as if she had drunk too much water. The fullness and heat made Li Feiyu extremely comfortable, and he exclaimed, "Grandma, you're squeezing me so tight!"

Meiru had already climaxed four or five times, her body weak and sore. Hearing his words, she gently slapped him with her jade-like hand, panting, "You... hate it, why... do you... call me... Grandma?"

Li Feiyu held her tightly in his arms, his hand caressing her soft, plump buttocks. Suddenly, he said with ulterior motives, "If you were my grandma, would you..." Let me fuck you like this?

Meiru shyly buried her face in his arms and said embarrassedly: "I hate it, why do you ask like that?" "

Li Feiyu stretched out his hand, lifted her chin, made her look at him, and said domineeringly: "Answer me! Will you let me do this to you?

Meiru opened her eyes helplessly, looked at him lovingly with her soft eyes, and said, "I don't care what your identity is?" Anyway, I want to be with you! "

Li Feiyu was very satisfied with her answer. In fact, he wanted to inoculate her and train her so that she would not leave him even when she regains her memory in the future. He kissed her lips and said intimately and vaguely: "Hey, I want to fuck you again! After saying that, he touched her fat buttocks with his fingers, clasped her anus with his fingertips, inserted half a finger in, and said: "I want to fuck you here!" "

Meiru's Hanamichi was still squirming with his fiery Purple Lightning Dragon King Spear, twisting his fat butt uneasily, breathing in the fragrance, and said with a fearful expression: "I can't help it, husband, it's so dirty there, and it hurts even in the front, okay next time? "

Li Feiyu kissed her pink neck passionately, saying, "But my lower body is so hard it hurts!" His tongue licked her nipples, which were covered in his saliva.

"Husband, why don't you go to Miss Leng's place? She's been talking about you a lot these past few days!" Meiru hugged his head, wedging it between her two snowy peaks to prevent him from moving.

Li Feiyu felt the smooth, fleshy mountains enveloping his face, deeply inhaling the milky fragrance emanating from them. Because she was hugging him so tightly, he couldn't move, so he began to thrust his still-buried member into her flower path, causing a large amount of vaginal fluid to flow out.

It was this gentle thrusting that elicited a soft moan from Meiru, mixed with a faint pain. He looked up in confusion, only to find her brows furrowed...

(Collection)

In Leng Youyou's room, Leng Youyou sat on the carved orchid wood bed, dressed in a thin gauze dress, looking somewhat anxious and uneasy. She seemed to be thinking about something, fidgeting, a blush rising on her beautiful cheeks. Her features were exquisitely beautiful, her eyes gleaming with a captivating allure. Her skin, as white as snow, subtly shimmered with a delicate glow, a subtle fragrance emanating from her meticulous care. Among all the women Li Feiyu had encountered, her figure was the most alluring. Even Elder Li Liana and Blood-Handed Asura Red Maiden paled in comparison. Her breasts were like mountains, her hips like crescent moons, and her ample bosom and slender waist created an exaggeratedly perfect S-curve.

Leng Youyou was a woman who knew how to cherish and protect herself. However, thinking of her impulsive nature, she felt a pang of self-pity. That time in the secret chamber, unable to resist the temptation, she had taken advantage of Li Feiyu's infatuation and offered herself to him. Now, she didn't know how to handle their relationship. Should she confess? She watched Li Feiyu grow up day by day, witnessing his dramatic transformation. She knew he was still a twelve-year-old child, but through long-term observation and gradual influence, she no longer saw him as a child. His mature mind and the talent of humming songs effortlessly sparked her curiosity, and she slowly fell for him. Before she knew it, Li Feiyu had left an indelible mark on her heart; otherwise, she wouldn't have taken the initiative to have a relationship with him, decorate his mansion, and acted as his mistress.

With a creak, the door opened, and Li Feiyu walked in, his massive member still wet and erect, veins bulging, extremely menacing.

"Ah! Why did you come in?" she said, her face slightly flushed, yet she boldly looked at Li Feiyu's strong body, her gaze fixed with interest on his unique Purple Lightning Dragon King Spear.

Li Feiyu smiled wickedly, but said nothing. He walked step by step to her, his hand still sticky with Meiru's flower fluid, lifting her chin and looking at her with lustful eyes. He said, "You little vixen." Then he pushed her down...

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Thick white semen filled Meiru's flower passage. She sighed, her snow-white flesh tightly clamping Li Feiyu's strong waist. Her plump buttocks thrust upwards to meet the powerful ejaculation of his giant python. The scalding white semen poured onto her flower core, causing her flower passage folds to suddenly contract and writhe, clamping his giant python as if to suck him dry. Under this intense stimulation, Meiru cried out in pleasure, reaching her climax.

"Husband, I'm about to die!" she groaned contentedly, her jade hands holding his chest, her rosy cheeks resting on his neck, fragrant and luscious sweat seeping from her forehead and cleavage.

Li Feiyu's hands gripped her buttocks, his massive member plunging deep inside her. His scrotum slapped against her vulva, causing her to contract and then ejaculate violently, bringing him immense satisfaction. Playing with Meiru's body was truly a pleasure. Even after ejaculating, his member remained buried in her flower path, their essence slowly seeping from their joined parts, dripping down her buttocks. Because they were so tightly joined, the excessive semen filled Meiru's uterus, causing her lower abdomen to swell, as if she had drunk too much water. The fullness and heat made Li Feiyu extremely comfortable, and he exclaimed, "Grandma, you're squeezing me so tight!"

Meiru had already climaxed four or five times, her body weak and sore. Hearing his words, she gently slapped him with her jade hand and gasped, "You...hate me, why...why...do you...call me...Grandma?"

Li Feiyu held her tightly in his arms, his hand caressing her soft, plump buttocks. Suddenly, he said with ulterior motives, "If you were my grandma, would you..." "Let me do this to you?"

Mei Ru buried her face shyly in his chest, and said embarrassedly, "Why do you ask me that?"

Li Feiyu reached out, lifted her chin, and made her look at him, and said domineeringly, "Answer me! Will you let me do this to you?"

Mei Ru opened her eyes helplessly, looked at him with tender eyes, and said, "I don't care who you are! Anyway, I want to be with you!"

Li Feiyu was very satisfied with her answer. In fact, he was also trying to give her a heads-up and train her so that she would not leave him even after she regained her memories. He kissed her lips, whispering intimately, "Hey, I want to fuck you!" Then, his fingers traced her plump buttocks, his fingertips teasing her anus, inserting half a finger inside, saying, "I want to fuck you here!"

Meiru's flower path was still writhing, his fiery purple dragon spear throbbing, her plump buttocks twisting uneasily, panting, her expression fearful, "No, husband, it's so dirty down there, and even my front is so swollen and painful, can we do it next time?"

Li Feiyu kissed her pink neck passionately, saying, "But my lower body is so hard it hurts!" His tongue licked her nipples, which were covered in his saliva.

"Husband, why don't you go to Miss Leng's place? She's been talking about you a lot these past few days!" Meiru held his head, wedging it between her two snowy peaks, preventing him from moving.

Li Feiyu felt the smooth, fleshy mountain enveloping his face, deeply inhaling the milky fragrance emanating from the snowy peaks. Because she was holding him too tightly, he couldn't move, so he began to thrust his still-buried member into her flower passage, causing a large amount of vaginal fluid and white semen to flow out.

It was this gentle thrusting that elicited a soft moan from Meiru's mouth, mixed with a faint pain. He looked up in confusion, only to find her brows furrowed...

In the cold, secluded room, Leng Youyou, dressed in a thin gauze, sat on the carved orchid wood bed, her expression somewhat anxious and uncertain. It was unclear what she was thinking about, but she seemed restless, a blush rising on her beautiful cheeks. Her features were exquisitely beautiful, her eyes gleaming with a captivating allure. Her skin, as white as snow, subtly shimmered with a delicate glow, a subtle fragrance emanating from her meticulous care. Among all the women Li Feiyu had encountered, her figure was the most alluring. Even Elder Li Liana and Blood-Handed Asura Red Maiden paled in comparison. Her breasts were like mountains, her hips like crescent moons, and her ample bosom and slender waist created an exaggeratedly perfect S-curve.

Leng Youyou was a woman who knew how to cherish and protect herself. However, thinking of her impulsive nature, she felt a pang of self-pity. That time in the secret chamber, unable to resist the temptation, she had taken advantage of Li Feiyu's infatuation and offered herself to him. Now, she didn't know how to handle their relationship. Should she confess? She watched Li Feiyu grow up day by day, witnessing his dramatic transformation. She knew he was still a twelve-year-old child, but through long-term observation and gradual influence, she no longer saw him as a child. His mature mind and the talent of humming songs effortlessly sparked her curiosity, and she slowly fell for him. Before she knew it, Li Feiyu had left an indelible mark on her heart; otherwise, she wouldn't have taken the initiative to have a relationship with him, decorate his mansion, and acted as his mistress.

With a creak, the door opened, and Li Feiyu walked in, his massive member still wet and erect, veins bulging, extremely menacing.

"Ah! Why did you come in?" she said, her face slightly flushed, yet she boldly looked at Li Feiyu's strong body, her gaze fixed with interest on his unique Purple Lightning Dragon King Spear.

Li Feiyu smiled wickedly, but said nothing. He walked step by step to her, his hand, still smeared with Meiru flower essence, lifting her chin and looking at her with lustful eyes. He said, "You little vixen." Then he pushed her down...

Chapter 111 A Three-on-One Battle

Just as Li Feiyu and Leng Youyou were entangled in their passion, the intense sounds of slapping, moaning, and panting clearly reached the next room. Li Xiyu stood by the window, gazing at the sky tinged with the inky blue by the two moons, her attention completely captivated by the commotion next door. As a peak Martial Emperor, a mere step away from reaching the Martial Emperor level, her keen perception rendered the walls meaningless. It was as if every movement between Li Feiyu and Leng Youyou was unfolding before her eyes. Their positions were endless, their daring nature making Li Xiyu blush and her heart race, fine beads of sweat forming on her forehead. She had never imagined that men and women could play like this. Leng Youyou's uninhibited, wanton, and proactive nature made her feel somewhat inferior. She couldn't believe that Leng Youyou, seemingly so noble and elegant, was like a thirsty little woman in this aspect. She was a conservative person, knowing little in this area, limited to her three experiences with Li Feiyu, all of which were initiated by him. Hearing Leng Youyou's initiative, a sense of crisis arose deep within her. Li Feiyu had too many women; if she couldn't capture his heart, she might be forgotten.

She wore a green nightgown, the thin green fabric revealing her snow-white skin, the half-open neckline exposing her deep cleavage. The sounds coming from next door were incessant, and she couldn't remain indifferent. Her pink nipples, hard and erect, stretched the thin fabric of her upper body even higher. Her attention was focused on the next room, her jade-like hands unconsciously caressing her breasts. However, she soon realized this was like drinking poison to quench her thirst. Her lower body was constantly secreting fluid, the hot liquid gushing out and dripping down, emitting a strange herbal scent. The emptiness and itching below swelled within her, desperately needing Li Feiyu's large penis to fill it. Thinking of Li Feiyu's massive member, she was completely lost in memories. The sounds from the next room gradually faded from her attention. She imagined her fingers as his fiery phallus, slowly inserting into her vagina. With a soft, squelching sound, her slender, white middle finger parted her labia and entered halfway, constantly probing and digging, the glistening dew clinging to her finger.

No woman who had ever tasted Li Feiyu's Purple Lightning Dragon King Spear could forget him. The electric sensation made Li Xiyu slowly close her eyes. Her fingers were far inferior to Li Feiyu's Purple Lightning Dragon King Spear, so she could only try her best to recall it to satisfy her emptiness. She closed her eyes, and a faint moan escaped her lips. She untied the thin gauze covering her body, which flowed down her silky skin to the ground. Her fair, curvaceous body stood before the open window, the dreamlike blue moonlight shining on her glistening skin, emitting a soft glow. For some unknown reason, Xiang Bingqing suddenly began to sway her plump buttocks seductively, her fingers thrusting in and out, soft sobs escaping her fragrant lips, two hot tears welling up beneath her long eyelashes. Her flowing hair fluttered, making her appear like a moon goddess immersed in a sea of light. The spiritual power of a Martial Emperor was terrifying, and the imagery she conjured was incredibly realistic. The soft, pale blue moonlight, like endless drizzle, transported her back to that stormy pavilion.

In that pavilion, her sword had wounded him, and she felt regret and heartache for the first time, his burning member pressing against her. The rain outside was torrential, and inside, the storm raged, relentlessly pounding against her from behind. With each slap, her snowy buttocks turned bright red, but she gritted her teeth to suppress her sobs, yet they still escaped her lips, emitting soft, persistent weeping sounds. He grinned wickedly, flipping her over so she was wrapped around his waist. He sheathed his dragon spear and thrust it in again, forcefully. The moment Li Feiyu entered her, she was weak and powerless to resist. Faced with his domineering power, she was utterly helpless, all shame and morality forgotten. She was simply thrown to the wind, her body swaying as he thrust into her. The fluid from their joined bodies spilled onto the ground, mingling with the rain. Her gasps and moans were barely audible in the downpour. Lost in her own thoughts, she masturbated, her fingers suddenly thrusting hard. A cry of "Ah!" escaped her lips as her juices gushed forth from deep within her womb, dripping onto the floor. She gasped, her face flushed, her hands gripping the windowsill. Her flowing hair covered her plump, white buttocks, but the trembling of her breasts betrayed her inner turmoil.

The sounds from next door had ceased; they must both be satisfied. She was lonely, but helplessly picked up the thin gauze from the floor, intending to drape it over herself and lie down on the bed to rest. Suddenly, with a bang, the door was kicked open, and Leng Youyou was seen clinging to Li Feiyu, held in his arms. They remained in their joined position, Li Feiyu's monstrous member inserted into her pink vulva, fluid constantly leaking out. Leng Youyou's body was wrapped around Li Feiyu's waist, her plump buttocks supported by him, covered in many red handprints. He thrust upwards repeatedly, and Leng Youyou happily met his thrusts, her movements making slapping sounds. Leng Youyou's small mouth continuously emitted soft moans as she looked at Li Xiyu.

"Ah...ah...Xiyu sister, you're so...so happy..." Leng Youyou, clinging to Li Feiyu, was incoherent from his thrusts, yet she looked at Li Xiyu with a beaming smile.

Li Xiyu was stunned by their sudden appearance. Despite being a Martial Emperor, she hadn't noticed their movements at all. She hurriedly covered her chest with her clothes, her face flushed, and asked, "Why did you come in?"

"Hehe...this is called asking about your...brother!" Leng Youyou giggled, tightly hugging Li Feiyu's neck and licking his neck with her tongue.

Li Feiyu looked at Li Xiyu with a wicked smile and said, "Come here!" Actually, he had noticed when Li Xiyu started masturbating. He had told Leng Youyou that he hadn't expected this little vixen to want him to secretly carry her over to see Li Xiyu's wanton behavior. However, seeing her masturbating, Leng Youyou was quite indignant. She usually seemed aloof, but even doing this kind of thing, she still looked like a goddess. So he wanted to come in and pamper her, to see if Li Xiyu could still maintain this attitude. Li Feiyu felt a sense of guilt towards Li Xiyu and couldn't bear to see her suffer such emptiness, so he naturally wanted to come over as well.

Li Xiyu raised her rosy face, gazing longingly at Li Feiyu's handsome face. Bravely releasing the thin veil from her bosom, she revealed her snow-white body to him, slowly walking to his side and gently saying, "Li Lang!"

Li Feiyu, while thrusting his massive member, reached out and touched Li Xiyu's breasts, saying, "Can't wait, can you! I'll make you feel good!" He then pulled her close, kissing her cherry-like lips, his tongue entwining with her delicate tongue. The three of them fell to the ground…

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Just as Li Feiyu and Leng Youyou were entangled in their passion, the intense sounds of slapping, moaning, and panting clearly reached the next room. Li Xiyu stood by the window, looking at the sky dyed dark blue by the two moons, but her attention was completely captivated by the commotion next door. She was a peak Martial Emperor, just a step away from reaching the Martial Emperor level. Her keen perception rendered the wall useless; it was as if every movement between Li Feiyu and Leng Youyou was unfolding before her eyes. Their positions were endless, their daring nature making Li Xiyu blush and her heart race, beads of sweat forming on her forehead. She had never imagined that men and women could play like this. Leng Youyou's unrestrained, wanton, and proactive nature made her feel somewhat inferior. She couldn't believe that Leng Youyou, who appeared noble and elegant, was like a thirsty little woman in this aspect. She was a conservative person, knowing little about this, limited to her three experiences with Li Feiyu, all initiated by him. Hearing Leng Youyou's initiative, a sense of crisis arose deep within her. Li Feiyu had too many women; if she couldn't capture his heart, she might be forgotten.

She wore a green nightgown, the thin fabric obscuring her snow-white skin. The half-open neckline revealed a deep cleavage. The sounds from next door continued to drift over, and she couldn't remain indifferent. Her pink breasts, hard and erect, strained against the thin fabric. Her attention was focused on the next room, her hands unconsciously caressing her breasts. However, she quickly realized this was like drinking poison to quench her thirst. Her lower body was secreting fluids, hot liquid gushing out and dripping, emitting a strange, herbal scent. The emptiness and itching below swelled within her, desperately needing Li Feiyu's large penis to fill it. Thinking of Li Feiyu's penis, she was completely lost in memories. The sounds from the next room gradually faded from her attention. She imagined her fingers as his hot penis slowly inserting into her vagina. With a soft gurgling sound, her slender middle finger parted her labia and entered, digging and probing, the glistening dew clinging to her finger.

No woman who has ever tasted Li Feiyu's Purple Lightning Dragon King Spear could ever forget him. The electric sensation made Li Xiyu slowly close her eyes. Her fingers were far inferior to Li Feiyu's Purple Lightning Dragon King Spear, so she could only try desperately to recall it to fill her emptiness. She closed her eyes, and a faint moan escaped her lips. She untied the thin gauze covering her body, which fluttered to the ground along her silky skin. Her fair and curvaceous body stood before the open window, the dreamlike blue moonlight shining on her glistening skin, emitting a soft glow. For some unknown reason, the usually serene Li Xiyu began to sway her plump buttocks seductively, her fingers thrusting in and out, soft sobs escaping her lips, and two hot tears welling up beneath her long eyelashes. Her flowing hair fluttered in the wind, making her appear like a moon goddess immersed in a sea of light. The spiritual power of a Martial Emperor was terrifying, and the imagery he created was incredibly realistic. The soft, pale blue moonlight, like endless drizzle, transported her back to that stormy pavilion.

In that pavilion, her sword had wounded him, and she felt regret and heartache for the first time. His burning phallus pressed against her. The rain outside was torrential, and inside the pavilion, the storm raged, relentlessly pounding against her from behind. With each slap, her snowy buttocks turned bright red, but she gritted her teeth to suppress her sobs, though she couldn't help but let out soft whimpers. He grinned wickedly, flipping her over so she was wrapped around his waist. He sheathed his dragon spear and thrust it in again, forcefully. The moment Li Feiyu entered her, she was weak and powerless to resist. Faced with his domineering power, she was utterly helpless, all shame and morality forgotten. She was simply thrown to the wind, her body swaying as he thrust into her. The fluid from their joined bodies spilled onto the ground, mingling with the rain. Her gasps and moans were barely audible in the downpour. Lost in her own thoughts, she masturbated, her fingers suddenly thrusting hard. A cry of "Ah!" escaped her lips as her juices gushed forth from deep within her womb, dripping onto the floor. She gasped, her face flushed, her hands gripping the windowsill. Her flowing hair covered her plump, white buttocks, but the trembling of her breasts betrayed her inner turmoil.

The sounds from next door had ceased; they must both be satisfied. She was lonely, but helplessly picked up the thin gauze from the floor, intending to drape it over herself and lie down on the bed to rest. Suddenly, with a bang, the door was kicked open, and Leng Youyou was seen clinging to Li Feiyu, held in his arms. They remained in their joined position, Li Feiyu's monstrous member inserted into her pink vulva, fluid constantly leaking out. Leng Youyou's body was wrapped around Li Feiyu's waist, her plump buttocks supported by him, covered in many red handprints. He thrust upwards repeatedly, and Leng Youyou happily met his thrusts, moving up and down, making slapping sounds. Leng Youyou's small mouth continuously uttered soft moans as she looked at Li Xiyu.

"Ah...ah...Xiyu, I'm so...so happy..." Leng Youyou, clinging to Li Feiyu, was incoherent from his thrusts, yet she looked at Li Xiyu with a beaming smile.

Li Xiyu was stunned by their sudden appearance. Despite being a Martial Emperor, she hadn't noticed their movements at all. She hurriedly covered her chest with her clothes, her face flushed, and asked, "Why did you come in?"

"Hehe...this is called asking about your...brother!" Leng Youyou giggled, tightly hugging Li Feiyu's neck and licking his neck with her tongue.

Li Feiyu looked at Li Xiyu with a wicked smile and said, "Come here!" Actually, he had noticed when Li Xiyu started masturbating. He had told Leng Youyou that he hadn't expected this little vixen to want him to secretly carry her over to see Li Xiyu's wanton behavior. However, seeing her masturbating, Leng Youyou was quite indignant. She usually seemed aloof, but even doing this kind of thing, she still looked like a goddess. So he wanted to come in and pamper her, to see if Li Xiyu could still maintain this attitude. Li Feiyu felt a sense of guilt towards Li Xiyu and couldn't bear to see her suffer such emptiness, so he naturally wanted to come over as well.

Li Xiyu raised her rosy face, gazing longingly at Li Feiyu's handsome face. Bravely releasing the thin veil from her bosom, she revealed her snow-white body to him, slowly walking to his side and gently saying, "Li Lang!" (
March 24th, Chapter 112: Morning Exercises

) Li Feiyu, basking in the spring breeze, woke up with Meiru, Li Xiyu, and Leng Youyou in his arms. Sunlight shone on the bedside; it was already late. In his hazy state, he felt an indescribable comfort in his lower body. Opening his eyes, he saw Leng Youyou, her plump buttocks pressed against his mouth, her small mouth sucking on his erect member, her little tongue occasionally licking the monstrous head.

Li Feiyu slapped her plump, white buttocks hard, the sound creating ripples and leaving a light red handprint. He chuckled knowingly, "Little slut, didn't I satisfy you last night?" She

licked the throbbing head of her penis, sucking up all the saliva and swallowing it. She twisted her plump, white buttocks, saying seductively, "I didn't!"

Li Feiyu grabbed her plump buttocks with both hands, feeling his penis swell even more. He couldn't resist her seduction and said, "Who said they were going to die last night?! Watch me!" He buried his head between her buttocks, his tongue parting the thick pubic hair, licking the tender red cleft. His face was enveloped in the white flesh, and he enjoyed the unique, pungent smell, the sweet nectar flowing into his stomach through his sucking.

"The key point... oh... your tongue is so deep...!" Leng Youyou completely let go, constantly twisting her plump buttocks, her flower passage contracting, closing her eyes to feel Li Feiyu's tongue skills.

Li Feiyu extended his tongue into her uterus, then slapped her plump buttocks, complaining, "Don't leave my lower body lonely!"

Leng Youyou obediently lowered her head, opened her cherry-like mouth, and took the ferocious purple lightning dragon spear into her mouth, constantly swallowing and spitting it out, while using her little tongue to search for Li Feiyu's sensitive tip. Li Feiyu thrust his enormous member deep into Leng Youyou's small mouth. The thick, long Purple Lightning Dragon King Spear was actually inserted into her throat. Leng Youyou was clearly uncomfortable and quickly spat it out, coughing. She gently bit his member and said, "You're so bad! You only know how to bully me!"

Li Feiyu's tongue stirred inside her, making gurgling sounds. He said wickedly, "Then you can bully me back!" Leng Youyou

rolled her eyes at him with a charming smile and lowered her head again to swallow his member. This time, however, she had already sucked in most of it. The tip of the spear was stuck in her throat. The hot, tight rings of the spear tightly enveloped it. The strange writhing made Li Feiyu gasp. He couldn't hold back any longer and ejaculated. The hot, white semen was swallowed by Leng Youyou in big gulps. Before she could swallow it all, some of it dripped down her lip and onto the sheets.

Li Feiyu, panting, looked at Leng Youyou and said, "You're such a vixen!"

Leng Youyou smiled smugly like a vixen, sticking out her tongue, which was still covered in thick white fluid. She gently rolled it down, then swallowed it again with a gurgling sound, licking the white fluid from the corner of her mouth clean. She said, "Hmph! Otherwise, you think I'm easy to bully!" Her deep throat technique was different from that of ordinary women; otherwise, Li Feiyu wouldn't have ejaculated so quickly. Before this, she had diligently practiced the Demonic Sect's seductive arts, which included a technique that could turn a woman's throat into a vulva. Now, she had mastered it. The

commotion they made woke up Meiru and Li Xiyu. Meiru, hearing Leng Youyou's words, was confused and said coquettishly, "Husband, are you bullying your sister?"

Li Xiyu hugged Li Feiyu's strong waist, resting her two high, snowy breasts on his arm, looking at him with a questioning look and an indescribable lust in her eyes.

Li Feiyu rubbed Mei Rudi's plump buttocks and said, "I was almost drained by her, how could I dare to bully her?" As he said this, he looked at Leng Youyou provocatively, because his penis had not softened at all, but instead became even stronger, with bulging veins and emitting a hot, pungent smell.

Leng Youyou looked at him with a seductive gaze, grasping his monstrous member, as large as an infant's arm, and licked it, saying coquettishly, "You think I can't drain you dry? I didn't even use my skills last night!" Last night, she truly hadn't used her seductive arts; last night, she only wanted to submit to him and become his woman. But this morning was different. She knew Li Feiyu had many women, and to gain a place in his heart, she had to make him kneel at her feet, so he would never again have the thought of hunting for other women. She grasped his fiery member, moved her delicate body, aligned it with her flower path, and then slowly sat down inside. The feeling of fullness made Leng Youyou gasp and moan as she looked at Li Feiyu.

Li Feiyu smiled wickedly. A contest of seductive arts? He hadn't even used his Dragon and Phoenix Union Technique since returning from the ancient island! He glanced at Leng Youyou, ignoring her provocation, and embraced Meiru and Li Xiyu, groping their bodies, his tongue intertwining with Li Xiyu's...

This time, he wanted to make Leng Youyou completely submit, to make her his exclusive nymph...

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Nightingale smug, Li Feiyu woke up with Meiru, Li Xiyu, and Leng Youyou in his arms. Sunlight shone on the bedside; it was already late. In his hazy state, he felt an indescribable pleasure in his lower body. Opening his eyes, he saw Leng Youyou, her plump buttocks raised, pressing against his mouth. Her small mouth sucked on his erect member, her little tongue occasionally licking the monstrous head.

Li Feiyu slapped her plump, white buttocks hard, the sound creating ripples and leaving a light red handprint. He chuckled knowingly, "Little slut, didn't I satisfy you last night?" She

licked the throbbing head of her penis, sucking up all the saliva and swallowing it. She twisted her plump, white buttocks, saying seductively, "I didn't!"

Li Feiyu grabbed her plump buttocks with both hands, feeling his penis swell even more. He couldn't resist her seduction and said, "Who said they were going to die last night?! Watch me!" He buried his head between her buttocks, his tongue parting the thick pubic hair, licking the tender red cleft. His face was enveloped in the white flesh, and he enjoyed the unique, pungent smell, the sweet nectar flowing into his stomach through his sucking.

"The key point... oh... your tongue is so deep...!" Leng Youyou completely let go, constantly twisting her plump buttocks, her flower passage contracting, closing her eyes to feel Li Feiyu's tongue skills.

Li Feiyu extended his tongue into her womb, then slapped her plump buttocks, complaining, "Don't leave my lower body lonely!"

Leng Youyou obediently lowered her head, opened her cherry-like mouth, and took the ferocious Purple Lightning Dragon King Spear into her mouth, constantly swallowing and spitting it out, while using her little tongue to search for Li Feiyu's sensitive tip. Li Feiyu thrust his enormous member deep into Leng Youyou's small mouth. The thick, long Purple Lightning Dragon King Spear was actually inserted into her throat. Leng Youyou was clearly uncomfortable and quickly spat it out, coughing. She gently bit his member and said, "You're so bad! You only know how to bully me!"

Li Feiyu's tongue stirred inside her, making gurgling sounds. He said wickedly, "Then you can bully me back!" Leng Youyou

rolled her eyes at him with a charming smile and lowered her head again to swallow his member. This time, however, she had already sucked in most of it. The tip of the spear was stuck in her throat. The hot, tight rings of the spear tightly enveloped it. The strange writhing made Li Feiyu gasp. He couldn't hold back any longer and ejaculated. The hot, white semen was swallowed by Leng Youyou in large gulps. Before she could swallow it all, some of it dripped down her lip and onto the sheets.

Li Feiyu, panting, looked at Leng Youyou and said, "You're such a vixen!"

Leng Youyou smiled smugly like a vixen, sticking out her tongue, which was still covered in thick white fluid. She gently rolled it down, then swallowed it again with a gurgling sound, licking the white fluid from the corner of her mouth clean. She said, "Hmph! Otherwise, you think I'm easy to bully!" Her deep throat technique was different from that of ordinary women; otherwise, Li Feiyu wouldn't have ejaculated so quickly. Before this, she had diligently practiced the Demonic Sect's seductive arts, which included a technique that could turn a woman's throat into a vulva. Now, she had mastered it. The

commotion they made woke up Meiru and Li Xiyu. Meiru, hearing Leng Youyou's words, was confused and said coquettishly, "Husband, are you bullying your sister?"

Li Xiyu hugged Li Feiyu's strong waist, resting her two high, snowy breasts on his arm, looking at him with a questioning look and an indescribable lust in her eyes.

Li Feiyu squeezed Mei Rudi's plump buttocks and said, "I was almost drained dry by her, how could I dare to bully her?" He said this while looking at Leng Youyou provocatively, because his erection hadn't softened at all; on the contrary, it was even more erect, with veins bulging and radiating a hot, seductive aura.

Leng Youyou looked at him seductively, grabbed his monstrous member, which resembled an infant's arm, licked it, and said coquettishly, "You think I can't drain you dry? Last night I didn't even use my skills!" Last night, she indeed hadn't used her seductive skills; last night she only wanted to submit to him and become his woman. But this morning was different. She knew Li Feiyu had many women, and to gain a place in his heart, she had to make him submit to her, so that he would no longer have any lustful thoughts. She grabbed his hot member, moved her body, aligned it with her flower path, and slowly sat down. The fullness made Leng Youyou gasp and moan as she looked at Li Feiyu.

Li Feiyu smiled wickedly. "A contest of seduction skills? I haven't even used my Dragon and Phoenix Harmony Technique since returning from the ancient island!" He glanced at Leng Youyou, ignoring her provocation, and embraced Meiru and Li Xiyu, groping their bodies, his tongue intertwining with Li Xiyu's...

This time, he wanted to make Leng Youyou completely submit, to make her his exclusive harem.

(Chapter 112: Youyou's Incontinence)

Li Feiyu pressed Leng Youyou down again, his Purple Lightning Dragon King Spear expertly parting her lower triangle, leaving her cherry-like mouth slightly open, panting, moaning, "You little rascal, you're going to kill me!"

Li Feiyu He chuckled wickedly, "Is your seductive skill more powerful, or is my Purple Lightning Dragon King Spear more powerful?" With that, he gripped her snow-white, plump buttocks, violently thrusting his massive member, repeatedly withdrawing his thick semen and her own vaginal fluids. Leng Youyou's two soft, white legs clung weakly to his waist, responding to his thrusts. She rolled her eyes at him seductively, saying, "You think you can make me submit now? Not a chance!" Although she was completely powerless, she wouldn't admit defeat so easily; if she failed, she wouldn't be Leng Youyou.

Meiru and Liu Xiyu closed their eyes, savoring the afterglow of their passion. Hearing Leng Youyou's words, their beautiful faces showed strange expressions. Leng Youyou had been the most vocal earlier, and her pleas for mercy were the loudest at the end. Most shamefully, she had even squirted, followed by embarrassing urine, leaving a fishy, foul smell. They never expected her to dare challenge them!

Li Feiyu smiled wickedly. His massive, veiny member had already ejaculated five or six times. His scrotum would have been nearly empty without the power of the Azure Dragon; most of it had been drained by the little vixen, Leng Youyou. He lowered his head and kissed Leng Youyou's lips, preventing her from moaning. Their tongues intertwined, while his lower body thrust forcefully into the depths of her flower path again and again. The sounds of their bodies slapping against each other filled the air as his member rubbed against the folds of her flesh, sending a wave of intense pleasure through Leng Youyou's body, making her feel breathless. She clung tightly to his neck. Mei Ru, having received the inheritance of the Demon-Slaying Sword, and Li Xiyu, having received the inheritance of her sect, were both Martial Emperor level experts with formidable regenerative abilities. Furthermore, Li Feiyu hadn't primarily targeted them, causing their beautiful eyes to shimmer with desire. Watching Li Feiyu and Leng Youyou's intimacy, they couldn't resist joining him.

Li Feiyu felt Li Xiyu's soft flesh pressing against his back, and he released her cold, wet mouth with a pleasurable sensation, panting heavily as he thrust even more violently, ravaging his crotch with abandon.

"Ahhh..." Leng Youyou was caught off guard by his fierce attack. Her beautiful eyebrows furrowed tightly, and she pressed her hands against Li Feiyu's firm chest, trying to make him slow down. At this moment, no one paid attention to her, and she had a bit of a self-inflicted wound. A woman who doesn't possess one of the Ten Famous Weapons, the Nine-Bend Jade Spiral, cannot accommodate Li Feiyu's Purple Lightning Dragon King Spear. Obviously, Leng Youyou's lower body was not such a famous weapon, but only a secondary one. If Li Feiyu hadn't reduced the size of his huge member, the insertion would have reached her stomach. The intense thrusting made Leng Youyou suffocate and almost cry out. Her mind went blank, and she was worried that she would lose control of her bladder again.

Meiru knew that Li Feiyu liked her breasts, so she brought her snow-white peaks to his mouth. Those peaks were already quite full under the impact of passion, and Li Feiyu couldn't wait to put them in his mouth. He greedily drank the sweet milk again. Watching Li Feiyu drink milk, Meiru looked at him like a loving mother looking at her child, gently stroking his head and contentedly embracing him between her two snowy peaks.

Li Xiyu's little tongue licked down Li Feiyu's neck, wanting to kiss his entire body as she had the night before, licking his neck and back, then his constantly throbbing buttocks. She heard the slapping sound of the scrotum hitting his plump buttocks and the sound of the thick, cold passage rubbing together. So close to the source of the sound, Li Xiyu's eyes were filled with the scene of their union. Watching Li Feiyu's huge member thrust in and out of the cold, cold passage, bringing out the strangely smelly liquid, she couldn't help but lick harder, her soft lips pressed against his buttocks, her tongue searching his anus, even licking the part where they were joined, her tongue swirling up the liquid that splashed between them.

Li Feiyu was overwhelmed by the combined assault of the three men, his intense thrusts not delayed for long. Savoring the sweet scent of his grandmother Meiru's milk, while Li Xiyu's tongue explored his sensitive anus, and with Leng Youyou's flower passage contracting and writhing at just the right moment, Li Feiyu finally gritted his teeth and thrust in with great force. He held Meiru's soft waist tightly with both hands, his penis tip pressing against her clitoris, ejaculating thick white semen.

Leng Youyou's eyes rolled back as he thrust into her, she cried out, "Ouch!" and groaned, "No, my stomach is going to burst!" Her flower passage contracted forcefully, then relaxed, continuously releasing her essence, mingling with his semen. After ejaculating, she closed her eyes weakly, panting, no longer able to provoke Li Feiyu. From last night until this morning, she had lost too much; she probably wouldn't be able to get out of bed for the next few days. This time, she had only barely accepted it.

As Li Feiyu withdrew his massive member, their fluids splashed all over Li Xiyu's face. She looked at Li Feiyu with a puzzled expression, which only fueled his restlessness as he put his fingers in her mouth and stirred her tongue. Seeing that Leng Youyou was no longer able to handle it, Meiru giggled, climbed onto Li Feiyu's body, and, supporting his still erect member, slowly sat down on her vulva.

Li Feiyu squeezed her fair, snowy breasts and laughed, "You really didn't shortchange yourself!"

Meiru wriggled her waist in protest, her plump buttocks trembling, the intense movements causing Li Feiyu to gasp and thrust upwards.

But Meiru's wish was destined to be in vain. Sunlight streamed in, falling on the bed, bathing her snow-white skin in a rosy glow. Just as she was about to move her plump buttocks, the voice of Li Feiyu's personal maid, Xuefen, rang out from outside: "Your Highness, this year's top scholar in both civil and military examinations, Liu Shiyuan, has come to visit!"

Li Feiyu helplessly patted her plump buttocks and said, "Get up now!"

Meiru gave him a resentful look and said coquettishly, "Then you'll have to make it up to me tonight!"

Li Feiyu sat up, hugged her, and said, "Don't worry, I'll make sure you're well-fed tonight!" Only then did Meiru help him put on his clothes.

Li Xiyu gently got up and straightened Li Feiyu's clothes.

After Li Feiyu put on his clothes, he saw that Leng Youyou was not moving. He kissed her cheek tenderly and said, "Little vixen, aren't you getting up?"

Leng Youyou opened her eyes weakly, gave him a charming look, and said, "You two go, I have no strength left! It's all your fault!"

Li Feiyu smiled slightly, embraced Meiru and Li Xiyu, and walked out. This stop was like a thunderbolt from the blue; the three of them had been working through the night for nearly twenty hours.

In Chapter 113, Youyou Loses Incontinence

, Li Feiyu pressed Leng Youyou down again, his Purple Lightning Dragon King Spear expertly parting her red lips, making her cherry-like mouth slightly open as she gasped for breath, moaning, "You little rascal, you're going to kill me!"

Li Feiyu smiled wickedly, "Is your seductive skill more powerful, or is my Purple Lightning Dragon King Spear more powerful?" As he spoke, he grabbed her snow-white, plump buttocks, violently thrusting his massive member, repeatedly withdrawing his thick semen and her vaginal fluids. Leng Youyou's two white, somewhat weak legs wrapped around his waist, responding to him, and she gave him a seductive glare, saying, "You want me to submit now? Not so fast!" Although she was completely powerless, she wouldn't admit defeat so easily; if she failed now, she wouldn't be Leng Youyou.

Meiru and Liu Xiyu closed their eyes, savoring the afterglow of their passion. Hearing Leng Youyou's words, their beautiful faces showed strange expressions. Leng Youyou had been the most vocal earlier, and her begging for mercy was the loudest at the end. Most shamefully, she had actually squirted, followed by embarrassing urine, leaving a fishy, foul smell. They never expected her to dare challenge them!

Li Feiyu smiled wickedly. His massive, veiny member had already ejaculated five or six times. If it weren't for the power of the Azure Dragon, his scrotum would be somewhat empty, most of it drained by this little vixen, Leng Youyou. He lowered his head and kissed Leng Youyou's small mouth, preventing her from moaning. His tongue intertwined with hers, while his lower body thrust forcefully into the depths of her flower path again and again. The sound of slapping echoed as his massive member rubbed against the folds of her body, causing Leng Youyou to feel a suffocating pleasure throughout her body. Her hands tightly clung to his neck. Mei Ru received the inheritance of the Demon-Slaying Sword, and Li Xiyu received her sect's inheritance. Both were Martial Emperor level experts with formidable recovery abilities. Furthermore, Li Feiyu didn't primarily target them, causing their beautiful eyes to shimmer with desire. Watching Li Feiyu and Leng Youyou's intimate embrace, they couldn't resist joining him.

Li Feiyu felt Li Xiyu's soft flesh pressing against his back, and he released Leng Youyou's lips with a pleasurable release, panting heavily, thrusting even more fiercely, ravaging his crotch with abandon.

"Ahhh..." Leng Youyou was caught off guard by his intense assault, her beautiful eyebrows furrowing tightly. She pressed her hands against Li Feiyu's firm chest, trying to make him slow down. At this moment, no one paid her any attention; she had only herself to blame. If a woman doesn't possess one of the Ten Famous Instruments, the Nine-Bend Jade Spiral, she wouldn't be able to accommodate Li Feiyu's Purple Lightning Dragon King Spear. Clearly, Leng Youyou's lower body wasn't one of those famous instruments; it was only a secondary one. If Li Feiyu hadn't reduced the size of his massive member, the insertion would have reached deep into her stomach. The intense thrusting made Leng Youyou suffocate, almost crying out. Her mind went blank; she was worried she was about to lose control

of her bladder again. Meiru knew Li Feiyu liked her breasts, so she offered them to his lips. Those breasts, already full from the impact of passion, were eagerly taken into Li Feiyu's mouth, and he greedily drank the sweet milk. Watching Li Feiyu drink the milk, Meiru looked at him like a loving mother looking at her child, gently stroking his head and contentedly embracing him between her breasts.

Li Xiyu's little tongue licked down Li Feiyu's neck, wanting to kiss his entire body as she had the night before, licking his neck and back, then his constantly throbbing buttocks. She heard the slapping sound of the scrotum hitting his plump buttocks, and the sound of the thick, cold passage rubbing together. So close to the source of the sound, Li Xiyu's eyes were filled with the scene of the two of them uniting. She stared at Li Feiyu's huge member thrusting in and out of the cold, cold passage, not knowing that it was bringing out a strange-smelling liquid. She couldn't help but lick harder, her soft lips pressed against his buttocks, her tongue searching for his anus, and even couldn't help but lick the part where the two of them were joined, her tongue swirling up the liquid that splashed between them.

Li Feiyu was overwhelmed by the combined assault of the three men, his intense thrusts not delayed for long. Savoring the sweet scent of his grandmother Meiru's milk, while Li Xiyu's tongue explored his sensitive anus, and with Leng Youyou's flower passage contracting and writhing at just the right moment, Li Feiyu finally gritted his teeth and thrust in with great force. He held Meiru's soft waist tightly with both hands, his penis tip pressing against her clitoris, ejaculating thick white semen.

Leng Youyou's eyes rolled back as he thrust into her, she cried out, "Ouch!" and groaned, "No, my stomach is going to burst!" Her flower passage contracted forcefully, then relaxed, continuously releasing her essence, mingling with his semen. After ejaculating, she closed her eyes weakly, panting, no longer able to provoke Li Feiyu. From last night until this morning, she had lost too much; she probably wouldn't be able to get out of bed for the next few days. This time, she had only barely accepted it.

As Li Feiyu withdrew his massive member, their fluids splashed all over Li Xiyu's face. She looked at Li Feiyu with a puzzled expression, which only fueled his restlessness as he put his fingers in her mouth and stirred her tongue. Seeing that Leng Youyou was no longer able to handle it, Meiru giggled, climbed onto Li Feiyu's body, and, supporting his still erect member, slowly sat down on her vulva.

Li Feiyu squeezed her fair, snowy breasts and laughed, "You really didn't shortchange yourself!"

Meiru wriggled her waist in protest, her plump buttocks trembling, the intense movements causing Li Feiyu to gasp and thrust upwards.

But Meiru's wish was destined to be in vain. Sunlight streamed in, falling on the bed, bathing her snow-white skin in a rosy glow. Just as she was about to move her plump buttocks, the voice of Li Feiyu's personal maid, Xuefen, rang out from outside: "Your Highness, this year's top scholar in both civil and military examinations, Liu Shiyuan, has come to visit!"

Li Feiyu helplessly patted her plump buttocks and said, "Get up now!"

Meiru gave him a resentful look and said coquettishly, "Then you'll have to make it up to me tonight!"

Li Feiyu sat up, hugged her, and said, "Don't worry, I'll make sure you're well-fed tonight!" Only then did Meiru help him put on his clothes.

Li Xiyu gently got up and straightened Li Feiyu's clothes.

After Li Feiyu put on his clothes, he saw that Leng Youyou was not moving. He kissed her cheek tenderly and said, "Little vixen, aren't you getting up?"

Leng Youyou opened her eyes weakly, gave him a charming look, and said, "You two go, I have no strength left! It's all your fault!"

Li Feiyu smiled slightly, embraced Meiru and Li Xiyu, and walked out. This stop was truly a nightmare; the three of them had been working through the night for nearly twenty hours.

Chapter 114: The Four Bright Pearls

. Served by several gentle maids, Li Feiyu brushed his teeth and washed his face, then leisurely entered the main hall, waving a white jade-adorned fan. The current year's top scholar in both civil and military affairs, Liu Shiyuan, had been waiting for a long time.

Liu Shiyuan was a handsome young man, around twenty-four or twenty-five years old, dressed in a refined gold-embroidered robe. He sat calmly in his chair, showing no displeasure at the delayed arrival of the Heavenly King Li Feiyu, and held a cup of premium Red Rain tea, resting with his eyes closed. Hearing footsteps outside, he opened his eyes and saw Li Feiyu enter. A hint of surprise flashed in his eyes. He hadn't expected the rumored young Qi Tianwang to be such a handsome and dashing young man. His flowing golden hair, elegant white robe, and faintly charming smile made him a heartthrob. He wondered if inviting him to the civil and martial arts competition was a mistake. He quickly stood up, clasped his hands, and respectfully greeted Li Feiyu, "I didn't know it was the Qi Tianwang. Please forgive my rudeness!"

Li Feiyu looked at Liu Shiyuan, quite satisfied with his demeanor, and smiled slightly, praising, "Truly worthy of being the top scholar in both civil and martial arts! May I ask what brings you to my residence?" He could tell at a glance that Liu Shiyuan's cultivation had reached the Martial King level. Reaching this level at this age was quite impressive, making it easy for him to win the civil and martial arts examinations set up by the court for young people. However, Li Feiyu usually associated with experts above the Martial Spirit level, and had even seen many Martial Emperors. He himself was also a Martial Emperor, so he didn't think much of him.

As Liu Shiyuan approached Li Feiyu, he smelled the strong feminine fragrance emanating from him. A hint of disappointment flashed through his heart, but his face remained smiling as he said, "The day after tomorrow, the Literary and Martial Arts Tournament will be held at Cuiwei Residence in ***. Talented men and women from all over the country will gather there. I hope that King Qi will be able to grace us with his presence!" After speaking, he took out a gold invitation from his loose sleeve and handed it to Li Feiyu.

Hearing that the Literary and Martial Arts Tournament had such a great influence, attracting talented young men and women from all over the country, Li Feiyu asked with some surprise, "Who are the participants?"

Liu Shiyuan smiled knowingly and said, "Several princes and princesses will participate when the tournament begins. Most importantly, the Four Pearls of the Capital and the Four Fairies of the Empire will also participate!"

Upon hearing this, Li Feiyu sneered inwardly, fearing that Liu Shiyuan thought he was just a womanizer who only knew how to mingle with women all day. He accepted the gold invitation and smiled slightly, "In that case, I will participate!"

Liu Shiyuan clasped his hands in a respectful salute and said, "At that time, we will welcome the King Qi at Cuiwei Residence in [location missing]!" After saying this, he gracefully walked out as Li Feiyu returned the salute.

As Li Feiyu watched his handsome figure disappear through the gates of the Prince's Mansion, a strange glint flashed in his eyes. He wasn't unfamiliar with Liu Shiyuan; he had heard of him when he woke up. Since becoming the top scholar in both civil and military affairs in the empire, Liu Shiyuan established the Yinwen Pavilion. Initially a small organization focused on literary pursuits, it quickly grew to include numerous talented individuals within two years, receiving strong support from the Hanlin Academy. Now, it's capable of hosting national literary and military competitions, with the top performers rumored to have the opportunity to study at the Central Continent Academy. This capability is undeniably impressive, and it's unlikely that his grandfather, Li Daoling, with his keen insight, would allow such a large organization to develop and gather so many talents.

In fact, there's another organization in the capital with immense political power: the Crown Prince's Party, led by the Third Prince Li Luoyun. It comprises the sons of officials and merchants across the country, essentially a spoiled alliance. However, Li Feiyu scoffs at this organization. Li Luoyun is merely a member of the Li family, lacking true Li blood. He will never understand the true nature of the martial world; politics is merely an appendage of the martial world. The major sects are not afraid of the imperial court. Even within the Great Han Empire, there are many such martial arts forces. What could be more alluring than eternal life? As long as you cultivate diligently, each advancement will extend your life by several decades. Becoming a Martial Ancestor grants you transcendence, an immortal soul. Why then cling to the desires and lusts for power that cannot be taken with you?

These two are merely political forces. In the capital, there are many smaller martial arts factions, among them the Hundred Flowers Pavilion, an alliance of brothels. Rumor has it that the power behind it is the Hundred Flowers Valley. Thinking of the Hundred Flowers Valley evokes images of countless fairy maidens residing there—a dream destination for every martial arts hero. A flicker of domineering ambition flashed in Li Feiyu's eyes.

Opening the golden invitation, a delicate fragrance wafted out. The elegant handwriting read: "Welcome the Heavenly King to ***. Long Chen of Cuiwei Residence, late autumn, October 24th, to attend the Literary and Martial Arts Conference. Written by Yuhe."

Li Yuhe was the Third Princess, an instructor at the Hanlin Academy and a renowned talented woman in the capital. Naturally, she would participate in the Literary and Martial Arts Conference. However, it was unexpected that she would personally write an invitation to Li Feiyu. It's well known that the Literary and Art Conference was jointly organized by the Hanlin Academy and the Yinwen Pavilion, and Li Yuhe was the person in charge of the Hanlin Academy; she would definitely not have personally written more than five invitations.

Li Feiyu had never met Li Yuhe before, but seeing her handwriting was like seeing her in person, so he figured she couldn't be too bad. He put away the gold invitation and handed it to the maid Xiaoyun beside him, saying, "Put it away. Who are the four beauties of the empire?"

Xiaoyun gave him a charming look and said coquettishly, "They are recognized as talented and beautiful women. I think Your Highness will definitely take them as your princesses! They are Cao Yingying, the daughter of the prime minister; Qin Nishang, a business genius; Lu Bingji of the Vermilion Bird Sword Palace; and Shen Yuqing, the daughter of a wealthy man. I wonder if Your Highness has the good fortune to do so."

Li Feiyu smiled wickedly, pulled her into his arms, and rubbed her two small, upturned buttocks, saying, "You little jealous pot, tonight I'll let you little girls taste my power!"

Xiaoyun twisted her slender waist in protest, but a hint of shy joy flashed in her eyes.

Li Feiyu kissed her cherry-like lips tenderly, and couldn't help but think of Cao Yingying, whom he hadn't visited in a long time. That time, he had only rescued her as a hero, yet he had made that beautiful young lady fall in love with him. Remembering her gentle nature, a sense of longing welled up in his heart; it was time to go see her.

Chapter 115: Taming the Little Princess (Part 1)

In the Prime Minister's residence, in the back garden.

A clear stream flowed swiftly, and various kinds of autumn chrysanthemums bloomed beside it. Among the flowers, a young maid in a green dress was supporting a pale, sickly beauty. The beauty was stunning, dressed in an elegant white dress, standing gracefully. However, her exquisite face was pale, and her body was weak and powerless. With the maid's help, she walked through the flowers and sat down in the pavilion in the garden.

"Miss, please slow down, you must take care of yourself!" The maid helped the beautiful woman sit on the stone chair and said, "Miss, are you still thinking about that heartless man?" A

trace of longing flickered in Cao Yingying's beautiful, clear eyes. She sighed and recited, "If life were only as beautiful as our first meeting, why would the autumn wind bring sorrow to the painted fan? Outside the Fairy Temple, I thank the emperor for his kindness, tears falling like rain, yet I have no regrets. How could I compare to that fickle, richly dressed man, who broke the vows of being like paired birds and intertwined branches on that day..." As she finished speaking, tears welled up in her eyes and streamed down her fair face. Now she knew that the one who had taken her body was the son of the Carefree King, and had already been named the Qitian King. From the time he took her until now, he had never come to see her. Perhaps at the time, he only wanted to save her and never truly cared about her. During this time,

the sorrow in her heart had tormented her. Although she was already a Xiantian Martial Master, her body was rapidly collapsing. However, she did not regret it; she only wanted to see him.

Seeing her mistress's infatuated expression, the maid felt a pang of resentment. Her mistress was so beautiful and talented; what man would dare hurt her? She hated the man who had harmed her mistress, Cao Yingying, but this resentment wouldn't last long.

After spending some time with the women, Li Feiyu intended to visit Cao Yingying, but was stopped by a maid just as he was about to leave. The maid relayed a message: Princess Li Mengxin was coming. The princess declared she would make him pay for bullying her master, Leng Youyou. She would come, and if he dared to run, she would burn down his palace. Hearing the maid's words, Li Feiyu smiled slightly, a warm feeling welling up inside him. He was certain that when the princess said these words, she would be standing with her hands on her hips, her beautiful face flushed with coquettishness, calling the "Qitian Prince's Palace" a "doghouse."

Leaning against his maid Xiao Bei, Li Feiyu sat on a bamboo mat on the grass, his arm around Xiao Rou's slender waist. He savored the purple grapes Xiao Yun fed him, appearing quite content. When Xiao Yun peeled a grape again and offered it to his lips, Li Feiyu shook his head. Xiao Yun gave him a charming look, then put the grape in her cherry-like mouth, her pearly teeth biting into the tender flesh. She brought the grape close to Li Feiyu's handsome face, her mouth blocking his lips, her fragrant tongue rolling the grape into his mouth.

Li Feiyu tasted the grape with the beauty's fragrant tongue, a wicked smile on his face. His large hand slipped under Xiao Yun's maid skirt, rubbing her private parts with his fingers. Xiao Yun spread her legs wider, making it easier for his hand to caress her. Under his hot palm, the maid moaned softly, her hands trembling with unbearable pleasure. She closed her eyes, her lovely face flushed, her jade-like hands wrapped around his neck, pressing her face tightly against his neck.

Seeing her aroused expression, the maids around her blushed and looked at Li Feiyu with watery eyes, continuing to serve him. Li Feiyu slowly pulled down Xiaoyun's underpants, revealing her delicate lower body before him. He saw her snow-white buttocks with a bright red chrysanthemum, and the glistening nectar flowing from the crevice of her flesh amidst the tender grass. He parted the two petals with his middle finger and slowly inserted it into her tight flower passage. The tight, wet, and warm sensation made his finger feel exceptionally comfortable, and he couldn't help but immediately pull down his own pants and insert his enormous member.

"Mmm, mmm," Xiaoyun blushed, cooperating with him to remove her underpants. As his fingers invaded her, she shifted uncomfortably in her snowy buttocks, cooing, "No, Master!"

A small red snake coiled on the back of a snow-white fox, led by the fox, hiding among the flowers. The snake and fox watched Li Feiyu and the maids with curiosity, especially towards Li Feiyu, their eyes containing a complex emotion, a mixture of infatuation and bewilderment.

Li Feiyu had already noticed the two small animals, but ignored them, a wicked smile on his face, continuing to slowly insert his fingers into Xiaoyun's opening, causing her to moan uncontrollably.

"Little Red! Little Red! Where are you?" A clear voice called out, and Xinyu, dressed in a white gauze dress, slowly approached, her beautiful face showing some anxiety.

The snake jumped off the fox's back, landing in the flowers, quickly swimming towards Xinyu, reaching her feet, and then leaping into her arms.

"Xiao Hong, what's wrong with you these past few days? You've been so secretive. Please don't leave me, okay?" Xin Yu said worriedly. She then saw Li Feiyu lying among several maids. Her face flushed, and she turned back shyly, preparing to leave.

Li Feiyu, seeing the beautiful Xin Yu, asked with concern, "Sister Xin, are you getting used to living here?"

Since learning that Li Feiyu was a prince with many women, Xin Yu had become somewhat shy and silent. Hearing his question, her delicate body trembled, and she said, "Brother Feiyu, I'm fine! I...I'm leaving..."

Watching her graceful departing figure, Li Feiyu smiled wickedly and whispered, "It's not the right time yet. When your life force matures, you will definitely become my woman!" How could he let her go? After all, he had evilly inserted his enormous member into her cherry-like mouth, forcing her to swallow his white essence to awaken her. She was now marked by him for life.

Hearing Li Feiyu's low voice, the maids gave a coquettish and charming reproach. Although they didn't know what a "life form" was, they figured it must be a special constitution.

Not long after Xin Yu left, the little fox also left, but another stunningly beautiful young woman entered the garden. The beauty huffed and puffed as she entered the back garden of the Prince's mansion, muttering to herself, "Don't let me find you, or I'll make you regret it! You like women, don't you? Humph! I'll teach you to like women!" With that, she kicked a potted flower, smashing it to pieces.

With Li Feiyu's cultivation as a Martial Emperor, he could hear Princess Li Mengxin's self-talk from afar. He smiled slightly, patted the little maids' pert bottoms, and said, "Get up! That little jealous pot is here!"

"Who's the little jealous pot! You bad guy!" Indeed, Li Mengxin flew over with the snow-white little fox in her arms and landed in front of him, saying, "Where is my master?"

Li Feiyu smiled wickedly and said, "Leng Youyou is so busy with my big stick that she can't get out of bed!"

"You, you... shameless!" Li Mengxin didn't expect Li Feiyu to say that, and her lovely, beautiful face turned bright red as she said, "I won't let you get away with this!"

Li Feiyu smiled and beckoned to her with his finger, saying, "So how exactly will you not let me go?"

Li Mengxin suddenly smiled coquettishly, her eyes filled with seductive charm, her alluring appearance mirroring Leng Youyou's, and said, "You're so bad! With so many women, what am I supposed to do? You've taken Master too, what about me?" After saying that, she hugged the little fox and slowly approached Li Feiyu.

Looking at her alluring appearance, Li Feiyu felt a surge of heat rising within him, wondering how she planned to deal with him.

When Li Mengxin and Li Feiyu were only a meter apart, a smug glint flashed in the little fox's eyes. Li Mengxin laughed happily, "Let's see if you dare bully me again, you little rascal!" With that, her delicate body transformed into a blur, quickly flying away.

Li Feiyu had been on guard against the little princess's attack. Although he knew her charm and allure were amiss, he couldn't defend himself. A sweet fragrance wafted towards him, and he immediately felt a burning sensation throughout his body. His lower body instantly hardened, creating a prominent tent in his pants.

Chapter 116: Disciplining the Little Princess (Part 2)

Standing on the flower-covered mat, surrounded by several maids, Li Feiyu felt a surge of heat rising throughout his body. The wicked fire in his dantian was impossible to suppress, making his lower body particularly grotesque, standing erect and creating a huge tent in his luxurious robe. The majority of the Azure Dragon power he had not yet mastered suddenly became exceptionally excited, spreading throughout his body along his meridians, and even a faint blue aura emanated from his mouth and nose. The lightning punishment power within his body, which was resisting it, remained stagnant. He tried to circulate his cultivated Heavenly Tide True Qi, but it was like throwing a stone into the sea. The heat made him extremely uncomfortable, and all he wanted was to find several women to fuck him hard and release his burning desire.

Noticing Li Feiyu's unusual behavior, several gentle maids rushed to his side. They were slightly weak from the aura of masculine energy emanating from him, and, supporting his arms, looked at him with beautiful, watery eyes, panting, asking, "Master, what's wrong?" They had only seen Princess Li Mengxin walk to his side, then giggle and quickly retreat, and didn't know why the young prince had become like this.

It could only be said that Princess Li Mengxin's aphrodisiac was too strange, catching Li Feiyu completely off guard. Even with his Martial Emperor cultivation and the mysterious and unpredictable Azure Dragon power, he couldn't escape the current state of being consumed by fire. Not only was it difficult for mortal medicine to affect him as a Martial Emperor, but even if he ingested an Emperor-level poison pill concocted by a poison master, his Azure Dragon power could easily neutralize it. This loss of control filled him with immense unease, and the violent transformation of the fire drove him to rush out.

He was already a Martial Emperor, and under the influence of the powerful soul of the Martial Ancestor, he easily comprehended and thoroughly mastered the local-level movement technique of the Divine Dragon Sword inheritance—Thunder Shadow Flash. His body unleashed a torrent of inner energy, emitting a hissing sound, and ripples spread through the space as if it were about to shatter. Several maids, unable to withstand the force, took a few steps back. Fortunately, Li Feiyu quickly flashed towards the direction where Princess Li Mengxin had disappeared. With a crackling sound, his body vanished from the flower mat like a bolt of lightning, creating cracks in the space. Although the cracks repaired instantly, the terrifying black hole-like power was suffocating. Moving forward, Li Feiyu unleashed his full power, his feet barely touching the ground, and following Li Mengxin's aura, he quickly found her by the bamboo path in the garden.

The little fox, with her innate intuition, sensed something amiss, feeling Li Feiyu's instantaneous Thunder Shadow approaching rapidly. Although he hadn't yet appeared before them, she whimpered and gently nibbled at her small hand.

Li Mengxin and the little fox seemed to understand each other perfectly, looking in the direction Li Feiyu had come from. The lightning-fast movement made her cry out, and she quickly took flight, her ethereal movements transforming her into a wisp of green smoke as she disappeared into the bamboo forest, yelling, "You big bad guy! Don't come any closer!"

But no sooner had she shouted than Li Feiyu rushed over. With a crackling sound, the internal energy surrounding his body snapped dozens of lush phoenix-tail bamboo stalks in half. Amidst the fallen bamboo, he pinned Li Mengxin to the ground.

Caught off guard, Li Mengxin felt the approaching heat from behind and tried to pull out a hidden weapon from her robes, but it was too late. Pressed down by Li Feiyu's strong body, she had no strength to resist and could only cry out, "You big bad guy! Let me go!" The little fox, taking advantage of the moment they fell, snatched itself from Princess Li Mengxin's arms and ran into the bamboo thicket, but didn't go far, its eyes darting around curiously at the two of them.

Li Feiyu smiled wickedly, "What did you give me?"

Hearing her question, Li Feiyu's bright eyes darted around, and he chuckled, "Just a regular aphrodisiac, you've taken them before, haven't you?"

But Li Feiyu, already suffering from intense desire, paid no heed to her mischievous explanation. Smelling the faint fragrance emanating from her, and embracing her soft, fragrant body, his violent impulse could no longer be suppressed. He grabbed the little princess's skirt and ripped it open, revealing a pair of green underpants embroidered with an adorable little bear.

"Ah! You little rascal, what are you doing!" Li Mengxin was stunned by his actions. Only now did she realize the extraordinary nature of the aphrodisiac she had given her; she had previously thought it was just a light spanking like before. She covered her pert little bottom and said angrily, "You little rascal, if you dare to bully me, I'll tell your mother! And I'll tell my master!"

Seeing Li Mengxin's little bottom covered by her delicate hands, Li Feiyu's large hand grabbed it and pressed down on her two buttocks between her delicate hands. Although there was a pair of green silk panties in between, the warm and soft touch made him even more aroused. What kind of scenery was under the panties? With a tearing sound, the little princess Li Mengxin's cute bear panties were torn open by him, and her fragrant little bottom was revealed from between the torn panties.

Li Mengxin had never encountered such madness in her life. Even the last time Li Feiyu pulled down her pants and almost penetrated her private parts, it was during a moment of passion. This time, his violence terrified her. "You little rascal! What do you want to do!"

Li Feiyu smiled wickedly and said, "Tell me quickly, what drug did you give me? If you don't tell me, you can go back naked!" After saying that, with a ripping sound, he tore Li Mengxin's panties and silk skirt to shreds in a few quick movements.

She tightly pressed her two white, tender buttocks together. They were very cute, appearing somewhat delicate and translucent. Because Li Feiyu had pinned her to the ground from behind, he couldn't see what was in front of her, but from behind, he could clearly appreciate her uniquely pert buttocks. The two buttocks were very round, and also very crystal clear and white. Although they weren't very big, their pertness and smoothness made them even more appealing, highlighting the unique beauty of a little loli. Li Feiyu's hot hands touched them, feeling their smooth and soft texture. He felt a surge of excitement, his heart burning with an uncontrollable heat. He slapped them hard twice, leaving two bright red handprints, and angrily shouted, "Will you talk or not?" He desperately wanted to know what kind of poison she had used, which instantly ignited a fire within him, and it was only growing stronger.

Li Mengxin cried out in pain, clutching her reddened groin. Tears streamed from her bright eyes as she looked back at Li Feiyu with pleading eyes, saying, "You big bad guy, you hurt me!"

Li Feiyu was admiringly looking at the little princess Li Mengxin's round buttocks. He had roughly spread her buttocks apart, revealing her cute little anus between her white, tender buttocks. Looking down, he could see the tight slit between the few sparse pubic hairs. As his lower body grew harder and more painful, he was stunned when he heard the little princess's pleading, sweet voice. His fiery gaze cleared, and her tearful, delicate face touched his very bones, softening his heart. In his tenderness, he only wanted to possess her completely.

Chapter 117 Taming the Little Princess (Part 2)

Li Mengxin looked at his handsome face, a strange emotion flashing in her eyes. Noticing the tenderness in his eyes, she cutely pouted and "humphed."

Li Feiyu smiled gently, his inner fire surging again. He leaned closer, lowering his head, slowly approaching hers, inhaling her fragrance, breathing heavily, his gaze growing increasingly intense.

"What do you want to do?" Li Mengxin felt weak and powerless from his intense masculine energy, especially after being pinned down for so long and inhaling the blue aura emanating from his body. She felt a slight stirring of desire, her two fair legs fidgeting restlessly.

"Close your eyes!" Li Feiyu looked at Li Mengxin and suddenly commanded.

Li Mengxin was slightly startled, her soft eyelashes fluttering. Her watery eyes looked at his handsome face so close to hers, her cheeks flushed, and she obediently closed her eyes. She felt his face getting closer and closer, his heavy breathing washing over her beautiful face, making her blush crimson. Her small hands clenched tightly, palms sweating, her heart filled with anticipation and nervousness.

Just as Li Feiyu, panting, was about to kiss her father's cherry-like lips, he saw her adorable expression, smiled wickedly, and lightly licked the tip of her delicate, white nose with his tongue. Li Mengxin trembled all over from his lick, letting out a soft moan, opening her two bright, watery eyes. But just as she opened her eyes, his hot lips suddenly sealed her cherry-like mouth, prying open her loosely closed white teeth, and hooking her soft, red tongue inside.

Li Mengxin was somewhat flustered by his passionate kiss, her small hands patting his shoulders, her tongue retreating inwards. Her weak patting was just as effective, and he didn't mind, holding her soft waist tightly. His tongue quickly captured hers, and they began to entwine passionately. Already somewhat aroused, the little princess quickly became immersed in Li Feiyu's ardent kisses, her tongue actively entwining with his, sometimes even trying to slip into his mouth, pry open his teeth, and explore his oral cavity.

Li Feiyu's large hands attacked from both sides, his left hand holding her waist and moving downwards, touching her soft, round buttocks, grasping and kneading. Soon, his burning palms moved over her buttocks, touching her cleft, pressing his fingers against her vulva. Under his caresses, her tight slit was already glistening with moisture, flowing down her labia and sticking to his hands. He felt she was already wet, and his fingers easily parted her labia, making her tremble. He grabbed her left arm with both hands and pressed it towards his crotch, wanting to penetrate deeper. But Li Feiyu's fingers had already touched her thin hymen; how could he go any deeper? He couldn't possibly offer her virginity to his fingers, could he? His fingers hooked warmly to both sides, making her tremble. He withdrew his fingers and then slowly inserted them again. His right hand moved up her smooth lower body, directly into her pocket, caressing her smooth belly. His fingertips touched her soft breasts, pressing on the erect nipples, then his entire palm touched them, grasping the soft, snowy breasts in his hands. He was more excited than when he touched her lower body, remembering how she had used those shallow cleavages to entice him. He felt a growing heat and a kind of lingering affection.

He released Li Mengxin's soft lips, which were slightly swollen and red. His tongue licked her smooth, white chin, showering her with passionate kisses, leaving saliva all over her neck, making Li Mengxin breathless. She wrapped her arms around his neck, letting his head rest on her small, fragrant breasts.

Li Feiyu roughly tore off her bodice, leaving her only a few pieces of cloth covering her body. Half-concealed, Li Feiyu kissed her small, fragrant breasts. Her breasts weren't large, but the two small nipples were soft, round, and firm. His tongue sucked on the bright red nipples, making sucking sounds. The heat made him thrust his huge, erect penis, as thick as a baby's arm, into her buttocks through his pants. The burning stimulation intertwined with the sweet scent of the little princess, who gasped and moaned, saying, "No! Someone will see!" "

Li Feiyu, panting, released her, looking at her rosy, beautiful face, which was dazed, and said, 'In this little courtyard, everyone is either my woman or a handpicked maid. What are you afraid of!' As he spoke, he quickly unbuckled his belt, pulling his underwear down to his knees, revealing his monstrous member, which glared arrogantly at the sky, radiating a palpable killing intent.

He grabbed the little princess's slender waist, lifted her up, and made her lie face down on the bamboo, her two small, fragrant buttocks sticking up high.

The little princess, somewhat dazed by his actions, saw his huge, red, fleshy pillar, as thick as an infant's arm, and her eyes widened in fear. She slowly squatted down, revealing her snow-white buttocks. Li Feiyu slapped her buttocks hard, saying, 'What are you afraid of? This one of mine can shrink, I guarantee it will make you feel good!'" "Looking at the diameter of her lower opening, it was impossible to insert it. Under the combined power of the Dragon and Phoenix Technique, his enormous member crackled with electricity, its coiled veins throbbing, and the shaft began to rotate and contract, slowly shrinking. Even in its smaller size, it was still something not everyone possessed, but at least it lessened the little princess's fear.

She arched her small, round buttocks again, and under her curious gaze, Li Feiyu spread her buttocks apart with both hands. His enormous member, coated with her vaginal fluid, parted her labia and slowly inserted itself.

The little princess's brows furrowed slowly, feeling increasing pain as he penetrated deeper. When his enormous member pressed against her hymen, he suddenly thrust downwards with great force, piercing her membrane and inserting it deep into her vaginal canal.

"Ouch!" The little princess's exquisite face turned deathly pale. She immediately knelt down, wanting him to withdraw his massive member, but he had already tightly embraced her soft waist and thrust deeply inside her again. The warm folds of her vagina enveloped him, making him gasp with pleasure. Her virgin blood dripped from their joined bodies, staining the ground...

Li Mengxin looked at his handsome face, a strange emotion flashing in her eyes. Noticing the tenderness in his eyes, she cutely pouted and gave a soft "humph." Li Feiyu

smiled gently, his inner fire surging again. He leaned closer, lowering his head and slowly approaching hers, inhaling her fragrance, breathing heavily, his gaze growing increasingly intense.

"What do you want to do?" Li Mengxin felt weak and powerless from the intense masculine energy emanating from him, especially after being pinned down for so long and inhaling the bluish aura emanating from his body. She felt a slight stirring of desire, her two fair and delicate legs twisting restlessly. "Close your eyes

!" "Li Feiyu looked at Li Mengxin and suddenly commanded.

Li Mengxin was slightly startled, her soft eyelashes fluttering, her watery eyes looking at his handsome face so close to hers, her face flushed, and she obediently closed her eyes. She felt his face getting closer and closer, his heavy breath on her beautiful face, making her face turn bright red, her small hands clenched tightly, her palms sweating, her heart filled with anticipation and nervousness.

Li Feiyu, panting, was about to kiss her cherry-like lips when he saw her adorable expression, smiled wickedly, and lightly licked the tip of her delicate, white nose with his tongue. Li Mengxin trembled all over from his lick, letting out a soft moan, opening her two bright eyes, but just as she opened them, his hot lips suddenly sealed her cherry-like mouth, prying open her loosely closed white teeth, and hooking her soft, red tongue.

Li Mengxin was kissed passionately by him..." Somewhat flustered, she patted his shoulders with her small, delicate hands, her tongue retreating inwards. Her weak patting was just as effective, and he didn't mind, tightly holding her soft waist. His tongue quickly captured hers, and they began a passionate, lingering kiss. Already somewhat aroused, the little princess quickly became lost in Li Feiyu's fervent kisses, her tongue actively entwining with his, sometimes venturing into his mouth, sometimes prying open his teeth, sometimes exploring his oral cavity.

Li Feiyu's large hands attacked from both directions, his left hand holding her waist and moving downwards, caressing and kneading her soft, round buttocks. Soon, his burning hands moved over her buttocks, touching her cleft, pressing his fingers against her vulva. Under his caresses, her tight slit was already glistening with moisture, the fluid flowing down her labia and sticking to his hands. He felt she was already wet, and his fingers easily parted her labia, making her tremble. He grabbed her left arm and pressed it towards his crotch, wanting to penetrate deeper. But Li Feiyu's fingers had already touched her thin hymen; how could he go any deeper? He couldn't possibly offer her virginity to his fingers, could he? His fingers hooked warmly to both sides, making her tremble. He withdrew his fingers and then slowly inserted them again. His right hand moved up her smooth lower body, directly into her pocket, caressing her smooth belly. His fingertips touched her soft breasts, pressing on the erect nipples, then his entire palm cupped them. He felt even more excited than when he touched her lower body, remembering how she had once used those shallow cleavages to seduce him. He became even more aroused. He was both hot and reluctant to let go.

He released Li Mengxin's soft lips, which were slightly swollen and red. His tongue licked her smooth, white chin, showering her with passionate kisses, leaving saliva all over her neck, making Li Mengxin breathless. She wrapped her arms around his neck, letting him rest his head on her small, fragrant breasts.

Li Feiyu roughly tore off her bodice, leaving her only a few pieces of cloth covering her body. Half-covered, half-revealed, Li Feiyu kissed her small, fragrant breasts. Her breasts weren't large, but the two small nipples were soft, round, and firm. His tongue sucked on the bright red nipples, making sucking sounds. The heat made him thrust his huge, erect penis, as thick as a baby's arm, forcefully into her buttocks through his pants. The burning stimulation intertwined with the sweet scent of the little princess, who gasped and moaned, saying, "No! Someone will see!"

Li Feiyu, panting, released her, looking at her rosy, beautiful face, which was dazed, and said, "In this little courtyard, everyone is either my woman or a handpicked maid. What are you afraid of!" As he spoke, he quickly unbuckled his belt, pulling his underwear down to his knees, revealing his monstrous member, which radiated a palpable, murderous aura.

He grabbed the little princess's slender waist, lifted her up, and made her lie face down on the bamboo, her small, fragrant buttocks raised high.

The little princess, somewhat dazed by his actions, saw his enormous, red, fleshy pillar, as thick as an infant's arm, and her eyes widened in fear. She slowly and timidly squatted down, revealing her snow-white buttocks. Li Feiyu slapped her buttocks hard, saying, "What are you afraid of? Mine can shrink, I guarantee you'll feel good!" Looking at her lower opening, it was impossible to insert it. Under the Dragon and Phoenix Harmony Technique, his enormous member crackled with electricity, its coiled veins throbbing, and the shaft began to rotate and contract, slowly shrinking. Even in its smaller size, it was still something not everyone possessed, but at least it lessened the little princess's fear.

She arched her round buttocks again, and under her curious gaze, Li Feiyu spread her buttocks with both hands. His enormous member, coated with her vaginal fluid, parted her labia and slowly inserted itself.

The little princess's brows furrowed slowly; with each deeper penetration, the pain intensified. When his member pressed against her hymen, he suddenly thrust downwards with tremendous force, piercing her membrane and penetrating deep into her vaginal canal.

"Ouch!" The little princess's exquisite face turned deathly pale. She immediately knelt down, trying to let him pull his enormous member out, but he had already tightly embraced her soft waist and thrust deep inside her again. The warm folds of her vagina enveloped him, making him gasp with pleasure. Her virgin blood dripped from their joined bodies, staining the ground.

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