【Immortal Destiny】(Part 3, Chapter 147)

Chapter 147 Submission

He teased her hard clitoris with his left hand, while his right hand gently pinched and rotated her pert nipples, satisfied to see more lustful fluid overflowing from

her vagina . He began to thrust heavily, pounding fiercely, withdrawing and inserting, withdrawing and

inserting, repeating the lewd intercourse endlessly.

"Ah...no...don't do this...it's so full..." With the man's movements underwater,

hot gushed into her vagina with the thrusting of his penis. Even though her vaginal fluid kept flowing out,

it was inevitably dry after being washed by the spring water. Her lower body was being rubbed by the man's huge penis, her softest spot being repeatedly and intensely pounded.

She could only convulse incessantly, her body experiencing both pain and pleasure.

Was it a pleasurable pleasure that was painful, or a pleasurable pleasure that was painful? Cen Zhu felt she couldn't

tell anymore. The pleasure kept rising and rising. Just when she thought she had reached the peak, the man's increasingly fierce and savage

thrusting would often pull her even higher.

She didn't know if this ever-increasing pleasure would spiral out of control and lead to ruin. She could only plead, unsure whether

to ask Yang to thrust harder or to stop his onslaught. She could only continue to embrace the rising waves of pleasure.

"Is it full? Does it feel good to be fucked like this?" Yang chuckled hoarsely, his lower body movements never ceasing. He

thrust relentlessly, each stroke forcing his way deep into her core, causing Cen Zhu to scream and moan incessantly.

He panted heavily, insistently asking, "Do you like being fucked? Do you like it?"

"Ugh..." Cen Zhu's vagina was completely filled by his thick penis, the large shaft even scraping against

her tender clitoris. She was already numb and powerless from being fucked, having no mind to answer his crude question.

The man in the midst of intercourse had clearly lost his senses, completely lacking his usual elegant, godlike demeanor. He

thrust more and more roughly, his left hand kneading her clitoris with increasing brutality. He roared through gritted teeth, "Say it!

Do you like being fucked by me?"

"Ah... I like it..." She succumbed, surrendering to the almost overwhelming pleasure. She never imagined

that one day she would be moaning beneath a man, uttering such vulgar words as liking being fucked.

But as she bravely admitted her desires, she was once again overwhelmed by a massive orgasm. Her vagina contracted

and contracted repeatedly, every muscle enjoying this primal pleasure.

The sound of water splashing, skin colliding violently, Yang's low panting and Cen Zhu's pitiful moans—she felt like she was being fucked to death by this

thirsty man. The resistance of the hot spring water seemed to have no effect on him; he continued to thrust at high speed,

his hips slapping her vagina hard. "Ah... please..." she begged him to ejaculate quickly; her vagina was

so sore and numb from being fucked.

"Just a little longer..." Yang couldn't bear to leave her sweet body. He let out a low growl like a wild beast,

his firm, narrow buttocks thrusting back and forth.

Her breasts, swaying from the impact, formed the most beautiful waves. Yang's fingers increased the pressure, twisting and pulling at her

already hard nipples. Cen Zhu cried out incessantly, her sweet voice now slightly hoarse, "I'm really going to be ruined

..." Despite the tingling pleasure, she really would be ruined if the man continued to penetrate her without restraint.

"Ugh..." Yang finally couldn't bear it. He increased his speed to the extreme, and with a release of his semen, a stream of hot semen

shot straight into her uterus from the small hole at the end.

After waking up, Cen Zhu had opened her beautiful eyes and felt a warm, comfortable sensation all over her body, but she still felt

dazed.

It was like suddenly waking up after a long dream, yet she couldn't tell whether it was real or not, a dream or reality.

She shook her head, seemingly trying to awaken her senses. A gentle, deep voice reached her ears:

"My lord, are you feeling unwell?" A handsome face appeared before her, and seeing her weary appearance,

he said with a hint of self-reproach, "Was I too reckless? Our lovemaking in the snow and the hot spring has left my lord exhausted."

Cen Zhu blinked, her mind slowly clearing. Yes, this was the scroll world, and the man lying beside her

was her magical artifact, her man.

Cen Zhu's face flushed slightly, and she shook her head, saying, "No, I'm fine." How could she say that? After that

frenzied lovemaking, although she was extremely tired, her mind and body were enveloped in the warmth of Yang. Cultivators rarely sleep;

the spiritual energy gained from meditating all night is several times that of sleep. Therefore, cultivators only fall asleep in rare circumstances,

and she didn't find this situation of falling asleep from exhaustion unpleasant.

In fact, waking up to find someone still beside her was a warm and comforting happiness.

Seeing that she was still completely naked, as was the man beside her, she blushed and asked, "Why are we still

naked ?"

Yang smiled, pursing his lips, and gently kissed her soft, red lips, saying, "I want to feel my master's presence.

Besides , I've transformed this place into springtime weather; it's most fitting for us to sleep

in each other's arms." Cen Zhu couldn't deny that this feeling was wonderful. It wasn't the

desolate feeling of waking up alone even when fully clothed, but rather the warmth of a lover's tender companionship. Women don't ask for much; just

a man's sincere companionship is enough.

At this moment, Cen Zhu felt happy. But, thinking of Meng Ji, Chu Tianyun, and Xuan Yuanche, she

suddenly felt uneasy. When she nestled beside a man like this, what about the three of them?

Those who had accompanied her across oceans and traversed mountains and rivers—where did she place them?

Cen Zhu couldn't help but sigh softly, unsure how to deal with this already tangled web of emotions.

Perhaps, still loving women was the best choice? However, her body and mind had completely

changed. The object of her affection was no longer Huo Qingsi, but men, and not just one. She

frowned , truly unsure how to face this complicated love affair.

Yang deliberately teased, "Why does my lord sigh? Perhaps you dislike my performance?"

He knew perfectly well why Cen Zhu was so troubled; he could only try to distract her, to stop her from being

troubled by love. Many things have their causes and effects; her entanglements with various men were the result of her past life.

He couldn't say much more, only trying to comfort her.

Cen Zhu knew Yang was trying to stop her from dwelling on things. Always optimistic, she knew that overthinking

matters of the heart was useless. Right now, she had the important matter of the sect competition to focus on. She immediately smiled gratefully at Yang

, took out her Lingyin Sect robe from her storage bag, and began to put it on with her back to him.

Seeing the beautiful woman's naked, slender back, Yang's lower body tensed, and desire surged again. However, yesterday's lovemaking

had left Cen Zhu utterly exhausted, so he could only smile bitterly to himself and forcefully suppress his restless lust.

After they both dressed, Yang took Cen Zhu to the place where he usually practiced weapon forging,

where he demonstrated the methods and reminded her of the key techniques. Yang also gave Cen Zhu many jade slips on weapon forging for her to study. In a short

time, Cen Zhu's weapon forging skills improved even further.

This was because Cen Zhu had already practiced forging in the furnace hundreds of times, and now, reading the insights in the jade slips made her achieve twice

the result with half the effort. In particular, the jade slips were almost a complete summary, covering everything from various types of earth fire and even dantian fire, from

the hand gestures and techniques for forging weapons to the final product—it was all incredibly detailed.

She gripped the jade slip tightly in her hand, her confidence in the Lingyin Sect's weapon forging competition greatly increased. Looking at

the handsome figure quietly accompanying her, she was filled with gratitude.

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