【Immortal Destiny】(Part 4, Chapter 206)

Chapter 206 Pillow Talk

Since that day when she had sex with her master and senior uncle, it seemed that her masters had once again fallen in love with the pleasures of a threesome. But Cen

Zhu guessed that it was mostly because they wanted to take more "contact" with her.

This proved to be a case of some rejoicing while others grieved. The rejoicing were naturally Qin Jing and the others, while the grieved

were Cen Zhu, who had been pinned down day and night.

She should have known that men were all lecherous; even though her cultivation had reached the Nascent Soul stage, they still took every opportunity to torment her.

Cen Zhu, however, was not giving up, and repeatedly sought opportunities to persuade her masters to let her leave the mountain to retrieve the spirit beast.

Although the Lingyin Sect had closed its gates, her masters were, after all, guests, and possessed Nascent Soul cultivation. Sect

Leader couldn't possibly restrict their comings and goings. Therefore, to receive Meng Ji, they had to work on her masters.

The pillow talk continued, and even though Qin Jing and the others loathed Meng Ji, they had to consider Cen Zhu's own insufficient

strength . Having a high-level spirit beast by her side was a life-saving tool.

After all, a trip to the Immortal Realm, though a fortuitous opportunity, also carried immense risks. Therefore, despite his deep resentment and envy, he

could only reluctantly agree.

"The chaos caused by the demonic beasts has now temporarily subsided. Today, your master will accompany you to meet the spirit beasts." Qin

Jing's face remained cold, but his voice clearly held a hint of gloom and dissatisfaction.

"Thank you, Master." Cen Zhu was overjoyed and bowed deeply to her master. Her slender waist

gracefully swayed as she bowed, and although Qin Jing remained expressionless, the air around him seemed to lessen considerably.

Seeing this, Mo Qingzi, standing to the side, smiled gently. His handsome eyes were fixed on the beauty, and with a wave of his hand,

he pulled Cen Zhu into his arms. His warm lips brushed against her earlobe, and he said ambiguously, "Your master also agreed,

so why don't you thank him?"

Cen Zhu was in a great mood at the moment, and verbal thanks were easy enough. "Cen Zhu thanks you, Master."

"Sigh, just verbal thanks don't have any sincerity..."

Upon hearing this, Cen Zhu understood her master's implication, but she was in a hurry to pick up Meng Ji and really didn't want to

linger with him any longer. She twisted her waist to break free and pouted her red lips, saying, "Master said we can pick up Meng Ji today..."

Ever since the demon beasts started causing trouble, she had always been worried about Meng Ji and the others. Now that her master had finally given his approval, she

naturally didn't want to delay for even a moment longer.

Mo Qingzi smiled slightly, his smile ambiguous. He lowered his head, his thin lips parting slightly to seal her words

, leaving only Cen Zhu's soft, kitten-like moans.

When his warm lips covered her sweet cherry lips, he gently licked them, his nimble tongue slowly tracing and savoring them.

Cen Zhu's closed eyelashes trembled incessantly, like fluttering butterfly wings, the unintentional allure tempting

the two men present. Even Qin Jing, who had initially had no intention of joining in, felt a tingling sensation.

Cen Zhu suddenly felt the gaze upon her burning hot. She opened her beautiful eyes and saw that her master's eyes

were deep and unfathomable cool face slightly flushed, presumably due to heightened desire.

She huddled up, timidly trying to push her uncle away to remind him that it was time to go pick up Meng Ji, but clearly

the men in the room were no longer interested. She could only watch helplessly as her master, his eyes filled with lust, slowly approached her,

whispering in her ear as if in a low voice, "It's still early—"

Cen Zhu felt like bursting into tears. What early—after being tormented by these two brothers, she'd be

lucky to even be able to leave the house tomorrow!

Who said cultivators are all celibate?! Who said that?!

Cen Zhu's eyes were filled with tears as she tried to express her misery to the men. Well, in these extraordinary times,

she might as well try using her beauty to her advantage! Let's see if her masters would spare her because of her weak constitution!

She was filled with regret. She should have asked Yang to refine a "Desire-Severing Pill" or something like that.

Although she didn't know if such a thing existed, given Yang's intelligence, it shouldn't have

been . Even a few weeks, enough to keep her master quiet for months, would be a great favor to her.

Her beautiful, clear eyes were now brimming with tears, making her look incredibly pitiful and delicate, a different kind

of fragile beauty than usual. Tears streamed down her face, her eyes filled with a plaintive, sorrowful, and poignant expression.

Cen Zhu saw a glint in her master's eyes and assumed this act of sob had finally awakened his conscience, but she hadn't

expected the lust in his eyes to intensify.

Mo Qingzi stopped kissing her. He gently pulled open Cen Zhu's robe, stood behind her, and his large hand, through

her undergarment, caressed her soft, high breasts. He sighed, "Silly little Zhu, you used the wrong trick. Your pitiful appearance

only makes men want to conquer you more."

Qin Jing's thin lips parted slightly, leaving a trail of warm, wet kisses along her delicate collarbone. Each

bluish-purple mark seemed to declare ownership, slightly hot and slightly stinging.

"Master... Uncle-Master... I'm a little tired..." Even though Cen Zhu wanted to help Meng Ji, her body

was sensitive, and the two men were specifically targeting her sensitive spots. She let out a soft moan, her excuse for escaping falling

flat .

"If that's the case, just relax and enjoy it in a bit." His hot breath sprayed on her back, making her

tremble involuntarily.

Mo Qingzi squatted down behind Cen Zhu, his large hand slipping under the hem of her Taoist robe. Her straight and slender legs

stiffened slightly at the sudden intrusion, and she couldn't help but tighten her legs between them.

Who knew that Mo Qingzi, who was usually so refined, would tear the hem of her Taoist robe into countless pieces. Soon, she

discovered that even her underpants had been torn into several tattered strips by her Uncle-Master, barely enough to cover her private parts.

Cen Zhu instinctively tried to block him, but Mo Qingzi bound her hands with tattered strips of cloth.

He seemed to have used some kind of magic, leaving Cen Zhu's hands hanging high in the air. He then used several more strips of cloth to tightly bind her

entire body , one below her breasts and another below her collarbone. To Cen Zhu, this binding seemed

utterly pointless, only accentuating her curves. Perhaps this was the strange thinking of men,

or what they called "romantic pleasure.

" Cen Zhu couldn't comprehend this, but when she felt her uncle tie one of her legs high up, the

position filled her with unbearable shame.

She was now standing on one leg, the other dangling towards the ceiling, forcing her

legs wide apart, her private parts now completely exposed.

Her vulva, delicate and alluring, was glistening with dew, carrying a rich, alluring scent.

The fragrance of heaven, as that place was forcibly opened, seemed to be dripping with crystal-clear nectar. In this scene, even though

the two men had already possessed Cen Zhu many times, they could only breathe heavily with excitement.

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