[Desire Tribulation] [Part Five]

After experiencing his climax, the man was not satisfied and began to slowly thrust again. Suddenly, he felt a strong killing intent and froze, his body turning ice-cold. He saw that the goddess's eyes, which had been empty and dull, were now cold and merciless, brimming with murderous intent… Upon seeing this, the man immediately remembered that his request was only to cultivate with the goddess once, not just for one night. He was filled with regret; he should have asked for several more days. But there was nothing he could do; the goddess's strength was far greater than his own. Looking at the goddess's tear-streaked face and her stunningly beautiful, cold demeanor, the man swallowed hard and stammered, "I… I'm not finished yet. I wonder if I can… continue…"
The stunningly beautiful woman, her face flushed and her breathing labored, had been forcefully suppressing the effects of the aphrodisiac. Now, her face was filled with murderous intent, her eyes cold and merciless, and she coldly murmured, "Leave me immediately…"
Seeing this, the man knew there was no way out. He could only straighten his body and slowly back away. Just then, the woman who had been secretly watching suddenly… She muttered a few words to herself, then the woman on the bed, her face contorted in pain, quickly covered her head with her delicate hands, tearing at the sheets. The pain subsided in a single breath, but this very pain caused the aphrodisiac she had been suppressing to suddenly take effect… The woman's expression changed drastically. She tried to circulate her magic to suppress it, but once the drug's effects erupted, she couldn't suppress it any longer. Moreover, this aphrodisiac was specifically made for people of her strength. In just one breath, the drug's effects spread throughout her body. Instantly, the woman felt her whole body burning, incredibly uncomfortable, and her private parts were unbearably itchy. Moreover, the penis was still withdrawing, and the strange sensations were several times stronger…
The man, unaware of the woman's condition, felt that his penis was almost completely pulled out of her private parts, with only the head still covered. He couldn't help but curse himself inwardly: "You're such an idiot! Why did you suggest dual cultivation once? Why didn't you suggest a day? Now look what happened, it's over before it even started…" In the end, he could only sigh inwardly.
Just then, the goddess beneath him suddenly grabbed his arm with her delicate hand. The man couldn't help but look up at the stunningly beautiful and aloof goddess. Her face was flushed, her breathing rapid and shallow, her eyes brimming with desire, her gaze shifting between glare and struggle. She gripped his arm tightly, still struggling and silent for a moment. But the next second, the man saw the pink, tender, soft nipple in the center of her full, snow-white, firm, and soft breasts slowly rise, becoming fully erect after a breath. The erect pink nipple was even more alluring, simultaneously enveloping the dry tip of his penis, and suddenly a large amount of love fluid flowed out. After a few more breaths, the woman's struggle in her eyes weakened. The desire grew stronger and stronger. The next second, the woman finally couldn't hold back anymore. Her breathing became rapid and shallow, her eyes filled with lustful tears, her gaze hazy and yearning. She grabbed the man's arm tightly and begged, "Huff... don't go... huff... I want it. Give it to me, huff, huff."
Upon hearing this, the man's mind went blank. He froze. The next second, he confirmed that he hadn't misheard. It was his goddess begging him for pleasure. However, he immediately remembered that the goddess had taken aphrodisiacs, but he didn't care anymore. Afraid that the goddess would suppress her desire and then change her mind, he didn't hesitate. His penis thrust hard... Then the goddess's body trembled, and she tilted her head back, letting out a soft moan of pleasure.
The man pressed down on the woman's body again. Her eyes were brimming with tears, hazy and alluring. She met his gaze, feeling the lack of penetration, and felt an intense itching and discomfort in her private parts. She couldn't help but beg again, "Mmm. Mmm. I want...give it to me. Mmm, mmm."
Looking at the stunningly beautiful goddess, and hearing her plea again, the man lowered his head and kissed her sensual red lips, his large hands kneading her full, firm breasts. His penis began to thrust rapidly and forcefully...
A tingling, itchy sensation spread through her private parts and breasts. A pleasurable, wonderful sensation washed over her. The woman's delicate hands rose to embrace the man's neck, her red lips responding passionately. As their lips rubbed together, the man's slowly parted, their tongues intertwining. Her beautiful, parted legs involuntarily lifted and swayed with the thrusting of his penis…
The sounds of their impact grew louder and more powerful…
“Mmm… mmm…” Losing her senses, the woman moaned as she kissed him passionately. The two in the room, like lovers who had overcome countless hardships to finally be together, were caught in a frenzy of lovemaking. In this scene of boiling blood and alluring passion, suddenly a dark figure vanished from the corner…? ...
A moment later, in another inn in town, in one of the rooms, a burly, rugged man sat on a stool reading a book. Just then, there was a knock on the door. The man said, "Come in." Immediately, a woman dressed entirely in black and veiled entered and said respectfully and sweetly, "I have done as you instructed, sir."
The man smiled slightly and asked, "How are the two of them doing...?"
The veiled woman respectfully replied, "Reporting to you, sir, the Holy Maiden is now burning with desire... The two of them are currently indulging in passionate lovemaking..." The man
laughed loudly, "Haha, you did a good job... I hope you can fulfill that boy's wish, haha... You may leave." "
The veiled woman replied, "Yes, sir." Then she withdrew...
After the door closed, on the large bed in the room, a woman with a dignified and beautiful face, completely naked, with a fair and mature body, stepped down and walked to the large man. She sat on his lap, her body nestled against him, her delicate hands encircling the back of his neck, and asked with a puzzled expression, "Sir... I don't understand. Why did you agree to that guy's request? That guy is clearly of poor aptitude and weak strength, why did you agree to his request, even at the cost of sacrificing the Holy Maiden, bestowing precious pills, and secretly helping him to please that brat? Aren't you afraid that the Holy Maiden will betray the organization afterward? You know..." "A woman's purity is more important than anything else. If this happens, we'll suffer a great loss..."
The burly man put down his book, one large hand embracing the woman's delicate body, the other kneading her full, firm breasts. He smiled and replied, "Hehe, do you think I'm stupid... Of course I thought about it. When that kid made that request, I wondered if he was stupid. But you know my intuition is always very accurate. I had a feeling then that his request wasn't as simple as it seemed, so I had someone ask Tianjizi to calculate it... Sure enough, Tianjizi said that kid was someone who would increase the organization's fortune... He even predicted that the Holy Maiden might betray the organization... I immediately asked Tianjizi..." "What method do you have to prevent the Holy Maiden from betraying you? Tianjizi said that boy's fate is to clash with the Holy Maiden's, and that I should accept his demands... So, knowing how important that boy is to the organization, of course I have to make him feel that the organization is good, to make him more loyal, and to serve the organization. Don't you agree, beautiful lady…"
Upon hearing this, the woman exclaimed in surprise, not expecting things to be so complicated. Her eyes flickered, and she buried her head in the burly man's arms, praising, "Ah… sir, you're right. Hearing you say that, I feel that boy is getting off easy…"
Upon hearing this, the burly man's eyes revealed a lewd glint, and the image of the Holy Maiden's stunningly beautiful and cold figure flashed through his mind. He said meaningfully, "Yes, that boy is really getting off easy."
...
On the other side, the man on the large bed thrust forcefully, and then his penis, pressed against the flower's core, ejaculated a large amount of semen into Feng Wu's body...A moment later, the man withdrew his penis, got out of bed, dressed, covered Feng Wu's delicate body with the blanket, and left the room...
On the other side, inside the room, on the large bed, the stunningly beautiful and aloof woman, her head tilted back, her face flushed, her body convulsing, her eyes watery and glazed, lost in thought, her delicate hands weakly embracing the man's body pressing down on her, her long, sexy legs raised and stretched out, her crystal-clear toes curling tightly, her buttocks slightly raised, her breathing rapid and panting, her swollen cherry lips half-open, exhaling fragrant breath, emitting alluring moans of orgasm: "Ah ah, ah ha, ah ah...I can't take it anymore...ah..."
The man, his arms tightly embracing the body of his goddess, thrust his penis forward with force, his body tensing, his breathing rapid and labored, his face flushed, his eyes gleaming with ecstasy and excitement. Gazing at the stunningly beautiful, alluring goddess, feeling the secret place enveloping his penis, he suddenly squeezed tightly, feeling his penis ejaculate a large amount of semen, while simultaneously feeling a torrent of vaginal fluid gushing from deep within the woman's vagina, spraying onto his penis… Then, he felt the goddess's delicate hands involuntarily tighten their embrace, followed by a gasp and moan: "Ah…so hot…ah…"
Moments later, after the climax, the man was still not satisfied. He immediately buried his face in his mouth, sucking on the pink, firm, grape-sized, incredibly tempting cherry he had longed for, swallowing it greedily, while his large hands kneaded the full, firm, and soft breasts, his penis slowly thrusting in and out.
After the climax, the woman was dazed and lost in thought. Suddenly, a struggle appeared in her eyes. After all, she possessed profound magical power. If it weren't for the man's presence, she would have been temporarily overwhelmed by intense desire, losing her composure and rationality. Given some time, she could have easily suppressed it again. However, with the man's thrusting, wave after wave of pleasure intensified, making it impossible for her to regain any clarity and suppress the drug's effects. After the climax, the drug's effects were released, and with the man stopping, she regained a sliver of clarity and immediately tried to suppress it. But then the man suddenly began thrusting again. Under the influence of the drug, her private parts and breasts became abnormally sensitive. The thrusting of his penis and the sucking of his nipples sent waves of intense tingling sensations through her. A tingling, comfortable, intoxicating pleasure overwhelmed her, uncontrollable and irresistible. Head tilted back, eyes glazed and watery, she struggled, her swollen lips parted, emitting alluring moans: "Ah, ah, ah..."
The sounds of sucking, greedy swallowing, and the rhythmic thrusting echoed.
The woman tried to maintain a sliver of clarity, but under the intense pleasure, that sliver of consciousness blurred. She looked down with difficulty and saw a man engrossed in sucking her nipple. Her hazy mind slowly merged the image of her lover with that of the man... When the images overlapped, the hazy woman mistakenly believed she was making love with her lover; her inner struggle vanished, replaced by pure pleasure.
The next second, the woman became unusually proactive, her long, sexy legs crossing and wrapping around the man's waist. Her delicate hands stroked his head, her chest thrust out, head tilted back, her face flushed, her eyes watery and glazed, filled with ecstasy and enjoyment. She felt the intense pleasure emanating from her private parts. Her hazy, confused mind led her to mistakenly believe she was practicing dual cultivation with her lover. She actively used the dual cultivation techniques she had learned, tightly gripping his penis and sucking on it. At that moment, the pleasure became even more exquisite and comfortable. The woman was completely immersed in it, unable to extricate herself. Her swollen, red lips parted slightly. Her breath was fragrant, and she let out seductive, wanton moans: "Ah, ah, ah...so good, ah...so amazing, ah, ah..."
The man felt his penis being gripped tightly by her secret place, with a sucking force that made the pleasure even more intense during thrusting. He knew that the goddess he admired was using a dual cultivation technique, and he was incredibly excited. Although he knew that the goddess was acting this way because she had taken aphrodisiacs, he didn't care. He only knew that the goddess he admired was now actively using the dual cultivation technique to make love with him wildly. Without thinking much, he immediately began to thrust even more vigorously...
"Slap slap slap," "Slap slap slap," the dual cultivation technique made their lovemaking even more wonderful and comfortable.
"Ah, ah, ah...so powerful, ah, ah...I can't take it anymore...it's coming again, ah, ah...ah...um, ah...so hot, ah." Not long after, the woman reached another climax, and the man also climaxed at the same time... Just as the two were enjoying the wonderful sensations of their climax, the man's penis pressed against the woman's clitoris, while the woman continued to use the dual cultivation technique. Their combined semen was absorbed by her clitoris.
The next second, the two, their faces filled with ecstasy and enjoying their climax, had their respective souls fly out from above their heads. These souls were illusory, only the size of a palm. The two souls, which had been closed, suddenly opened their eyes, exchanged a glance, and then rushed towards each other. Immediately afterward, the two souls began to intertwine...
In mid-air, the man's illusory soul pressed down on the woman's soul, their magical artifacts hovering nearby. At this moment, both souls were completely naked. The man's soul's small hands rubbed the woman's breasts, thrusting into her clitoris and sucking on her nipples.
Their souls intertwined. At the same time, the man and woman were both intoxicated, their eyes lost in a daze, utterly entranced, yet motionless. This lasted only a few breaths before their souls returned to their places, followed by a tremor in their bodies… The man looked up and met the gaze of his beloved goddess. The woman, having regained her senses due to the soul intertwining, felt an inexplicable shyness upon seeing the man looking at her, her heart pounding. She hadn't expected to be in a soul intertwined with the man. During this intertwining, their memories were shared by the other; it was a sublimation of souls. Now, they knew each other's secrets, and their feelings for each other deepened immeasurably. This was the power of soul intertwining… it could transform two strangers with no feelings into deeply loving lovers… However, soul intertwining isn't something that can be achieved at will; it requires very specific conditions to succeed…
The man, already infatuated with the stunningly beautiful and aloof woman, was now even more devoted to her, unable to lose her. The woman, now lucid, felt nothing when looking at the man. A sense of disgust washed over her; she found the man special, possessing a fatal attraction. When the man could no longer resist and lowered his head to kiss her cherry lips, the woman did not avoid or resist. Her eyes were shy yet joyful, her face flushed, and her heart raced… After a few kisses, the woman abandoned her reserve, her delicate hands encircling the back of the man's neck, her cherry lips responding proactively…
As the man's penis began to thrust, the woman actively used the dual cultivation technique of stopping. The man's thrusts were slow, yet each one was forceful. His eyes were filled with admiration and love, his large hands gently kneading her breasts, while the woman's eyes were hazy with pleasure, her face flushed, responding with unusually proactive and passionate enthusiasm… Each thrust of the penis made her body tremble slightly, because their souls had intertwined. Every time they made love, their souls resonated, their souls slowly strengthening, bringing a pleasure even more exquisite and intoxicating than physical dual cultivation. That kind of soul pleasure was actually the indescribable, overwhelming pleasure of orgasm. Now, the woman felt as if she were being thrust into during a continuous orgasm, that pleasure truly making her unable to extricate herself, sinking into it completely.
The woman was conscious, yet thought of nothing, even forgetting her beloved. She was incredibly responsive, wanting only to savor this unparalleled pleasure...
Soon, they both reached another climax. This time, the man was satisfied. He lay on the bed, the woman nestled against his chest, head tilted back, her eyes brimming with adoration and happiness, her face flushed, her cold, alluring beauty captivating... Her delicate hand gently caressed his face, feeling the rubbing of one breast, sending a pleasurable, tingling sensation through her. She moaned shyly, praising, "Mmm, you were so amazing just now, you almost killed me, mmm... don't touch me anymore, mmm... if you touch me again, I want it again, mmm..."
Hearing this, the man felt both triumphant and blissful. Hearing his cold, beautiful goddess utter such lewd words filled him with a sense of accomplishment... He turned to face her, embracing her tightly, and said softly, "Let the adults give it to someone else, you can organize it, let's get married, okay..."
The woman was startled at first, then her eyes welled with tears... Deeply moved, she shook her head, her eyes filled with complex emotions, and said, "Time is too tight right now, it's simply impossible..."
A moment later, seeing that it was almost noon, the woman told the man she had important matters to attend to and got up to dress. Soon, both were fully dressed. Just as the woman turned to leave, the man couldn't resist pulling her into his arms, lowering his head to kiss her sensual red lips. The woman didn't struggle, her delicate arms encircling the back of his neck, responding willingly...
After kissing for a while, the man pulled away, looking at the woman closely, his face full of reluctance, and said gently, "Will I have another chance to be with you... When will we meet again..."
The woman, her face also filled with complex emotions, nodded shyly and said softly, "Hmm... I don't know when we can meet again, but I'll try my best to make time. Be careful in the organization... I'm leaving..." With that, the woman took out two magical artifacts for the man to protect himself, then turned and left the inn...
Chapter 45: Thick Fog
Around noon, in Feng Wu's room at the Holy Gate... On the large bed, the stunningly beautiful and dignified Feng Wu lay with her eyes closed, her delicate body covered by the blanket... Suddenly, her closed, alluring eyes fluttered slightly, and she opened them groggily. Feng Wu glanced around in a daze, then realized she was in her own room. She couldn't help but recall the events of the previous night, still feeling lingering fear, because she knew she had almost lost her soul. If it weren't for triggering her innate talent, she would have truly perished.
Suddenly, Feng Wu felt a pain in her lower body and sat up. As she sat up, the blanket covering her body slipped down, instantly revealing her full, snow-white, firm breasts, her pink, tender, soft nipples, and her slender waist—an extremely alluring body that could be encircled with one hand.
Feng Wu looked down and saw her breasts covered in light pink finger marks and hickeys. Her face immediately changed, and a sharp pain shot through her private parts. Her vision blurred, her face turned pale, and she panicked. Her trembling hands grabbed the blanket and pulled it over. She immediately saw a pool of glaring white and red blood and semen on the bed, and her private parts were covered in blood and white semen… Seeing this, Feng Wu was overwhelmed with pain, feeling like she was dying. She had been lost in meditation last night and didn't know what had happened. Now, it was clear that someone had taken advantage of her meditation to enter the room and rape her. She had thought that her rebirth, her body restored to its pure state, would erase the stain left by Qing Songzi, but the cruel reality filled her with despair. She had just undergone rebirth and had been raped by a stranger. This series of blows made Feng Wu feel guilty towards Long Yan and unable to face him… She even had thoughts of suicide…
Just then, the door opened, and a man dressed in golden clothes… The handsome Long Yan walked in. Feng Wu looked up and saw it was Long Yan. She was immediately terrified and cried out, "Ah, don't come in... Waaah..."
Long Yan's expression changed upon hearing this. He quickly rushed to the bedside and saw Feng Wu's beautiful eyes filled with tears, her gaze filled with grief and despair. She frantically grabbed the blanket beside her to cover her lower body, crying out in anguish, "Waaah... Husband, don't look... Waaah... I... I'm sorry... I... Waaah..."
Seeing this, Long Yan quickly sat on the bed, tightly embracing his beloved wife, and asked with a pained expression, "Wife, what happened? Tell me, please..."
Feng Wu hugged Long Yan tightly, crying out in unbearable pain, "Waaah... Husband, I'm so sorry... Waaah... Last night I experienced Nirvana... Waaah... I was lost in enlightenment... Waaah... I don't know who came in... Waaah... He... Waaah... I was violated by him..."
Upon hearing this, Long Yan breathed a sigh of relief and quickly said... “Wife, don’t cry… Last night, it was me, not another man.”
Feng Wu was stunned at first, then looked up and asked anxiously, crying, “Waaah… Husband, is what you’re saying true? Waaah, last night, it really was you, not someone else. Waaah, you really didn’t lie to me… Waaah.”
Long Yan quickly pushed Feng Wu away and wiped away her tears. He then took out the precious magic treasure, the Recall Mirror, which only existed in a few places on the continent. With the infusion of magic power, the Recall Mirror showed the scene from last night. Long Yan handed the mirror to Feng Wu and said gently, “Wife, look, I won’t lie to you…”
Feng Wu looked into the Recall Mirror and immediately saw herself standing on the ground with her eyes closed. Then the door opened, and Long Yan walked in. He was stunned to see himself standing naked with his eyes closed. He then closed the door and came to his side. When Long Yan saw himself after his rebirth, he was amazed and stunned. Long Yan, his eyes burning with passion, gently shook himself a few times, but lost in the reverie, he felt nothing. So Long Yan bent down and picked him up…
Feng Wu saw that after Long Yan laid her flat on the bed, he began to undress, then pressed himself against her, kissing her lips and kneading her breasts. Soon after, he lifted her legs and placed them on his shoulders, then thrust his erect penis into her secret place. She frowned slightly, her eyes tightly closed, enduring it. Feng Wu blushed with embarrassment, burying herself in Long Yan's arms, her delicate hands pounding his body, and said shyly, “Husband, you’re so naughty! You knew I was in a state of reverie, yet you still did this to me. When I woke up, you weren’t there, making me think I had been violated…”
Long Yan hugged Feng Wu, laughing and apologizing, “Haha… it was my fault, my wife did a good job hitting me!”
After saying that, the two embraced for a moment, then naturally began to kiss, their lips pressed together, their tongues intertwined, their saliva mixed and swallowed greedily. Sweet saliva, burning eyes, and a large hand embracing Feng Wu's naked body as they fell onto the bed…
As Long Yan pressed down on Feng Wu, he withdrew his hands from her body and began to undress himself, his kisses becoming even more greedy. Feng Wu felt Long Yan's increasingly passionate kisses, her heart filled with joy, yet also with immense guilt for what happened the previous night. Therefore, she wrapped her delicate arms around the back of Long Yan's neck, her red lips responding even more passionately…
After Long Yan threw his clothes on the floor until he was completely naked, Feng Wu willingly spread her long, sexy legs. Long Yan quickly adjusted his body and knelt between her legs, but did not immediately engage in sexual intercourse. Instead, he kneaded her full, firm, snow-white, soft breasts with one hand, and covered her pink, moist secret place with the other…
After a while, the two kissed until they felt breathless, and tacitly pulled away from each other's lips. Long Yan looked closely at her stunning beauty, dignified and noble, with a rosy complexion and alluring eyes, his gaze filled with pleasure… Yue Fengwu, her eyes burning with desire, asked softly, "My wife, does it still hurt down there? I wonder if I can help you?"
Fengwu looked at her lover, Long Yan, whose eyes burned with a desire that seemed to want to devour her. For some reason, Long Yan's eyes felt particularly intense today, and she could even see a hidden lust in them. However, she could sense that it was indeed her lover's aura, and hearing him ask her questions before acting, just like before, confirmed that it was the Long Yan she deeply loved. She felt both joy and shyness, realizing that her charm in her lover's heart was still as strong as ever. Thinking of the shame and humiliation of last night, she felt even more guilty. However, they had been in love for over thirty years. Although somewhat shy, for her lover's sake, Fengwu suppressed her shyness, her face flushed, her eyes half-closed, hazy, sending him flirtatious glances. One hand continued to embrace the back of Long Yan's neck, while the other grasped his hard, hot penis and stroked it. She spread her legs wider, her red lips slightly parted, exhaling a fragrant breath, and nodded shyly and coquettishly: "Hmm, it still hurts a little down there... But since you did this to me while I was in a state of enlightenment, I have to punish you..." Long Yan felt his penis being caressed by the soft, delicate hand. His eyes burned with lust, and he could no longer hide his lewdness. He breathed heavily and asked hastily, "Wife, what do you want to punish me for? Even if it means I'm shattered to pieces..."
Upon hearing this, Feng Wu chuckled softly. At the same time, she controlled the penis held in her delicate hand, rubbing it against her labia. She was extremely happy, her face flushed, her eyes filled with spring, and she said shyly in a soft voice, "Hehe... Since that's how it is, then I'll punish you until you satisfy me. Otherwise, you can forget about leaving this bed..." As she spoke, she inserted the penis in her hand into her vaginal opening and then moaned and begged for pleasure, "Hmm... Husband, I want it, give it to me quickly, hmm..."
Long Yan felt the head of his penis being enveloped by her vagina. He looked closely at her stunning beauty, dignified and noble, her face flushed, her expression shy, her eyes filled with spring, and her gaze hazy. Feng Wu, who had been sending flirtatious glances and captivating hearts, was taken aback by Long Yan's unexpected initiative and wanton advances. Her eyes widened in astonishment, and she froze, stunned. When she finally came to her senses, she couldn't resist any longer. Her eyes turned red, her gaze frighteningly intense, and her lower body involuntarily thrust forward. As she felt her penis being tightly enveloped by his secret place, she couldn't help but let out a comfortable moan: "Oh...so tight, oh..."
At the same time, Feng Wu jerked her head back, her face contorted in pain. Her delicate hands tightly clung to Long Yan's body, her face pale, her brows furrowed, her eyes filled with pain, and her eyes brimming with tears .
She cried out in agony, "Ah...it hurts. Ah..." Hearing Feng Wu's cry of pain, Long Yan was startled. He quickly suppressed his urge to ravage her and apologized, "Feng...my wife, I'm sorry...I was too hasty..."
Feng Wu looked down and saw her lover Long Yan's anxious face. She comforted him, "Husband, I'm alright, you don't need to blame yourself...but wait a moment before you move..."
After a few breaths, Feng Wu felt the pain in her private parts was not so bad... Her face turned pale, her brows furrowed slightly, her eyes were filled with tears, and she gasped for breath, moaning, "Husband, that's enough, but my lower part still hurts a lot, please take it slow..."
Seeing this, Long Ming nodded vigorously and said, "I know," and then began to slowly thrust in and out.
"Ah, ahh...it hurts...husband, be gentle, ah...ah ha, ah..." Feng Wu tilted her head back, her face flushing, her beautiful legs tightly embracing Long Yan, feeling the thrusting of his penis. A contradictory pleasure of pain, numbness, and itching emanated from her secret place, causing her to moan softly...
"Slap slap slap," the sounds of impact grew faster and louder...
"Ahh, ah ha, ah, slower, ah ha...ah ah." Long Yan had been watching Feng Wu. Seeing her face quickly flush, her furrowed brows relaxing, the pain in her eyes replaced by a hazy look, and her expression of pleasure transforming from pain to comfort, he no longer suppressed his boundless desire. He lowered his head to kiss her red lips, his hands kneading her full, soft breasts with abandon, his thrusts becoming even faster and more forceful...
"Mmm..." Feng Wu felt her red lips being kissed, and her delicate hands naturally wrapped around Long Yan's neck again. Her face was flushed, her eyes were watery and dreamy, filled with adoration. Her legs were raised and suspended, swaying with the thrusting of his penis, and her red lips responded passionately... She felt the pain from the thrusting of his penis in her private parts being swallowed by numbness, itchiness, and fullness. She only felt a little bit of contradictory pleasure from the pain. She felt that her lover Long Yan's penis seemed to be thicker and longer than before... She was a little surprised at first, but then she thought that she had been reborn and her body had returned to its virgin state. Her private parts had become as tight as a virgin's again, so it was possible that she was just imagining things. So she let it go.
After only half an incense stick's time, Long Yan thrust his lower body forward with force, and Feng Wu tightly embraced his body. Both their faces were flushed, their breathing rapid and labored, their lips swollen, their eyes glazed and unfocused, their expressions one of blissful enjoyment. They simultaneously let out comfortable moans of climax: "Ah..."
A moment later, Long Yan buried his face in her neck, kissing her deeply and moving downwards, his large hands kneading her full breasts. His penis began to slowly thrust again. Feng Wu, her head tilted back, was filled with pleasure, her eyes watery and glazed, her swollen lips slightly parted, emitting soft moans of pleasure: "Ah ah... ah ha, ah ha... husband, ah ha, you're so amazing, ah ha, ah ha..." Another half incense stick's time passed, and due to her rebirth, her body returned to its previous sensitivity, devoid of any prior experience with dual cultivation and lovemaking... Therefore, her face flushed, her body convulsed, her delicate hands encircling the head that was sucking her nipples, her legs suspended and straight, her secret... She gripped the still-thrusting penis tightly, tilted her head back, her eyes glazed and unfocused, her face filled with ecstasy. Her swollen, cherry-red lips parted slightly as she let out a soft, pleasurable moan: "Ahhh... Ahh, ahh, husband, I'm coming, ahhh."
However, Long Yan hadn't yet climaxed. But when he felt a sudden, intense tingling and itching sensation in his penis, he knew he was about to climax and began thrusting his penis in and out frantically... Feng Wu, already climaxing, felt the intense, tingling, wonderful, yet slightly uncomfortable pleasure of the penis thrusting violently into her extremely sensitive secret place. Involuntarily, she wrapped her legs around Long Yan's waist, slightly raising her body, her face flushed, tilting her head back, her eyes glazed and unfocused, pleading and moaning: "Ohhh... husband, no, ohhh... wait a little longer, ohhh... move, ohhh... it hurts, ohhh, ahhh, it's coming again, ohhh..." …Oh, oh, oh, I can't take it anymore… Ah…” After saying this, her face flushed crimson, her body convulsed, and she climaxed again…
Long Yan couldn't hold back either. His penis thrust forward forcefully, then he released her firm, tender cherry-like vulva, letting out a comfortable groan: “Wife, I can't take it anymore either… Ah.”
At the same time, she was experiencing continuous climaxes, the resulting pleasure even more wonderful and intoxicating. Suddenly, she felt his penis thrust forcefully into her secret place, then ejaculated a large amount of hot semen. She couldn't help but let out a cry of surprise and moan: “Ah… So hot. Ah.”
A moment later, Feng Wu, who had climaxed three times, was satisfied, and Long Yan, who had climaxed twice, was temporarily satisfied as well. He pulled out his penis and immediately saw that it was covered with a mixture of red and white semen. He saw that under the thick pubic hair, her pink and plump secret place was now open, with drops of the mixture of red and white semen dripping onto the bed…
Long Yan After wiping Feng Wu's private parts clean, she lay flat on the bed, feeling weak and limp. She quickly nestled her head on Long Yan's chest, her face flushed, filled with happiness and satisfaction. Her eyes were watery, shy, and adoring as she coquettishly praised, "Husband, you were so amazing just now... I almost died from it..."
Long Yan, hearing this, was filled with pride and a sense of accomplishment. He stroked Feng Wu's smooth back, still wanting more, and asked, "My wife, did you like it? Do you want more?"
Although Long Yan's question was embarrassing, they were an old married couple, and even a shy and noble beauty like Feng Wu didn't feel much embarrassment. Instead, she felt a bit of provocation, but her heart was filled with sweetness and happiness... Looking up at Long Yan, she said coquettishly, not to be outdone, "I liked it! And I want more! I just don't know if my husband still has the strength to continue!"
"Ah, husband, I was just saying, you actually did it... um, ah..." As soon as Feng Wu finished speaking, Long Yan, who had been waiting for her to say those words, immediately flipped over and pressed her down. Then, he straightened his body, grabbed her sexy legs with his large hands, lifted them apart, and then, under Feng Wu's astonished and somewhat flustered gaze, he thrust his penis against her secret place. Feng Wu immediately tilted her head back and let out a groan...
"Slap slap slap," "slap slap slap," the sound of impact slowly rang out.
"Ah...ah...husband, you're so naughty...ah ah...you asked that on purpose, ah ah, didn't you? Ah ha, ah ah...husband. So comfortable, ah ha..." Feng Wu wasn't particularly clever, and she quickly realized Long Yan's purpose. When Long Yan lay on her body, burying his head in his neck and kissing her passionately, she wrapped her arms around his body, crossed her legs around his waist, slightly raised her buttocks, her face flushed, her eyes watery and alluring, her gaze filled with enjoyment and dazedness, as she asked softly...
Half an hour later...In the room, Long Yan, dressed neatly, glanced at the stunningly beautiful Feng Wu on the bed, turned and walked out. As he passed the dressing table, he reached out and picked up an incense burner that emitted wisps of purple, fragrant smoke, which had been placed on the table at some point, and quickly put it into his spatial ring...After leaving the room, Long Yan's face was first filled with reluctance, then with a smile, then his body began to become ethereal, and finally disappeared without a sound.
Meanwhile, inside the room, the stunningly beautiful Feng Wu, her face flushed and filled with satisfaction, her cherry lips swollen, her body covered in pink hickeys, her breasts marked with kisses and finger marks, her erect nipples red from being sucked, her long, sexy legs slightly parted, her pink vulva opening open, flowing with a mixture of red and white semen, her alluring eyes watery and half-closed, her gaze filled with satisfaction, happiness, pleasure, and adoration, her body limp, staring blankly at the ceiling, her mind replaying the frenzied dual cultivation they had just experienced. She had climaxed six times, while Long Yan had climaxed four times. Thinking of her lover Long Yan's constant demands, Feng Wu couldn't help but feel joyful... After a moment, Feng Wu sat up to clean her vulva, and looking down, she discovered a large puddle of red and white semen on the bed, and couldn't help but exclaim shyly, "Ah... how could there be so much?"
...
An hour later, Long Yan returned to the Holy Gate, but his expression was not good. Remembering that he had to escort Long Ming and the others back to their clan that day, he hurried to Feng Wu's room. Upon entering, he found Feng Wu lying on the bed, fully clothed, asleep with her eyes closed. He gently called out, "Wife, wife..."
Feng Wu woke up after being called a few times, opening her drowsy eyes and looking at Long Yan, lazily saying, "Husband, you're back. What did you call me for?"
Long Yan replied gently, "Wife, some things have changed. I'm pressed for time. I need to escort you back to your clan right now..."
Feng Wu immediately woke up, sitting up and asking, "What has changed? If it's too serious, Ming'er's wedding can be postponed..."
Long Yan shook his head, "Actually, it's not anything serious. We just need to quickly devise a solution, so time is a bit tight. But getting you back is still no problem. You don't need to worry about that now; just focus on Ming'er's wedding..."
Upon hearing this, Feng Wu thought for a moment and then nodded in agreement… When she sent a telepathic message to Long Ming to ask them to come over, Long Yan looked at her with concern, his eyes filled with adoration and tenderness, and said gently, “Wife, does it still hurt down there? If it does, we can leave tomorrow…”
Upon hearing this, Feng Wu couldn’t help but recall the passionate lovemaking they had just made. Her face flushed, and she buried herself in Long Yan’s arms, saying shyly, “How dare you say that? It’s all your fault… Even though I was like that, you still insisted on having it. Couldn’t you have waited a little longer? You big bad guy…”
Upon hearing this, Long Yan couldn’t help but blush, and he apologized profusely, “Wife…” "I'm sorry, you were so beautiful then... I couldn't help myself, hehe."
Upon hearing this, Feng Wu, remembering how proactive and lewd she had been, felt extremely embarrassed and quickly said, "Alright, don't say anymore. If Ming'er and the others hear this, how will I ever have any face left..."
After saying this, Feng Wu left Long Yan's embrace and looked at him strangely, asking, "Husband, I remember you were wearing golden clothes. When did you change into white..."
Long Yan glanced at the white clothes he was wearing and replied, "That clothes, after we did that this morning, I suddenly had something to do and went out. I happened to run into a disciple... He spilled his soup, so I changed them. What's wrong..."
Just as Feng Wu was about to speak, there was a knock on the door, and Long Ming's voice rang out, "Mother, Father, we're here..."
Feng Wu recalled that after their intimate moments, Long Yan seemed to have left wearing golden clothes, but now Long Yan was so certain. After thinking about it, she wasn't sure if it was true or not, so she doubted her eyes and stopped caring. She continued, "Ming'er, come in. It's not locked..."
A moment later, Long Yan led Long Ming... Feng Yingying, Feng Wu, and Long Jiaojiao boarded a flying boat to return to their family...
Meanwhile, in a dimly lit room, several people sat, their features blurry, but it was clear they all possessed strong physiques. Among them was a mature and sexy woman. Just then, the door opened, and someone entered... This person's features were also blurry. As soon as he sat down, someone asked in a deep voice, "Third brother, where did you go just now?"
The person called "Third brother" chuckled, "Hehe, eldest brother, you know... I was just having some fun with a beauty..."
"Eldest Brother" continued in a deep voice, "Didn't I tell you not to act rashly? If we're discovered, it will affect our plans..."
"Third Brother" continued to laugh and replied, "Yes, yes, yes, it was my fault this time. I promise there won't be a next time, hehe."
"Eldest Brother" shook his head helplessly, while the only woman asked gently, "Third Brother, you have such high standards, it seems that beauty must be quite something. Why not bring her back so I can have some fun too..."
"Third Brother" suddenly sighed, "Alas. Fifth Sister, do you think I don't want to? I do want to, and I really, really want to. But that beauty is very strong. I'm afraid of being exposed, so I couldn't force her. I can only take a shortcut and have some fun with her."
"Fifth Sister" heard this and said regretfully, "Oh, that's a pity... I thought you could bring back a beauty. If I'm happy then, I might consider your previous suggestion, Third Brother, and have some fun with you, hehe..."
Upon hearing this, the "Third Brother" hurriedly asked, "Fifth Sister, are you telling the truth? Then it's a deal! I'll definitely bring a beauty next time... so you can have your fill. I hope you won't forget what I said today..."
The "Fifth Sister's" voice was exceptionally sweet as she giggled, "Hehe. Okay... Third Brother, I'm really looking forward to your beauty, hehe." Upon hearing this, the other two became restless... Although they couldn't see her face, judging from her behavior, the woman must be exceptionally beautiful; otherwise, how could she have tempted such a strong-willed and unmoved individual?
Just as the "Third Brother" was about to speak, the "Eldest Brother" suddenly said in a low voice, "Enough... Stop fooling around. The master is coming soon..."
These words immediately silenced the room. After a brief silence, suddenly, an unfathomable and powerful pressure descended... but then returned to normal, as if it had never existed. Just then, several voices were heard from inside the room... They all respectfully asked in unison, "My lord...?"
Chapter Four: Baptism
Since receiving Lin Tian's inheritance of the art of controlling women, Long Ming had developed a different feeling towards women. At the age of six, he was innocent and carefree, feeling the same way about men and women, as long as they played with him. However, after receiving the inheritance in the cave that day, for a whole month, he received various techniques and methods of controlling women in his dreams, making his dragon god physique, with more than three times the energy of an ordinary person, prematurely develop his understanding of women...
After that day, Feng Wu slept with Long Ming every night, ignoring Long Yan's desperate pleas. However, the next morning, Feng Wu would return to their room with a flushed and shy face, and soon after, alluring moans and sounds of impact could be faintly heard.
Why was this happening? It was because every time Feng Wu woke up, she found her underwear wet. And during the few days she slept with Long Ming, she had vivid erotic dreams every night. This made her feel strange and embarrassed. Finally, one night, as Feng Wu was falling asleep, she finally understood the reason...
It turned out that that night, she was holding Long Ming in her arms, lying in bed, wondering why she had been having erotic dreams for several nights in a row. She had already been intimate with Long Yan in the morning and had been satisfied, but she was still having these kinds of erotic dreams at night. She thought about it for a long time without finding an answer, and then she fell asleep without realizing it. However, she had only been asleep for a short while that night, and her sleep was not very deep...
Suddenly, she vaguely felt her clothes being opened, and then she felt her breasts being gently rubbed and her nipples being sucked. In her drowsy state, she still knew that it was Long Ming suckling milk, but she ignored it and continued to sleep. However, she was wrong. She only felt that the sensation of her breasts being rubbed and her nipples being sucked was incredibly comfortable and tingling, arousing her sexual desire. At that moment, she began to wake up.
Just then, Long Ming suddenly lay on top of her, gently kissing and licking her face. She instantly snapped back to reality, feeling both ashamed and bewildered, unsure whether to wake up or pretend not to notice. Before she could decide, she felt her lips covered by Long Ming's small lips, gently rubbing against them. Her mind went blank. When she came to her senses, she felt her tongue intertwined with Long Ming's, his saliva being sucked from her mouth. She was both ashamed and shocked, wondering what had happened to Long Ming. How could someone so young do such a thing, especially to her, his mother…
She was completely at a loss, feeling her breasts being gently caressed, her lips being gently kissed, her tongues intertwined, bringing a more wonderful and comfortable feeling than when she was with Long Yan. Her first thought was that Long Ming had been possessed. Ignoring his actions, she released her divine sense to probe his mind, carefully sensing that he hadn't been possessed. Unable to understand, she decided to let… Let Long Ming see what he's up to first...
About half an incense stick's time later, Feng Wu felt Long Ming's lips leave her mouth. Just as she breathed a sigh of relief, she felt her earlobe being sucked. The tingling sensation made her involuntarily tremble. At the same time, she felt small hands kneading her breasts, fingers playing with her inexplicably erect nipples. She felt both ashamed and flustered. Even Long Yan didn't know about the sensitive area of her earlobe. She was always very careful when washing her face because it was so sensitive; even a light pinch made her feel incredibly numb...
Feeling her earlobe being held in a warm, moist mouth, she felt flustered and ashamed. Although she couldn't be sure whether Long Ming knew or not, her earlobe was her sensitive area. But she was afraid and couldn't help but moan. She didn't know how she would face Long Ming after that...
But just as she opened her eyes to stop him, her earlobe was sucked. An extremely sensitive and comfortable tingling sensation transmitted to her mind. At that moment, she couldn't help but let out a soft "Ah."
Upon hearing the soft moans, Feng Wu was filled with panic and confusion. How could her son, Long Ming, not hear such lewd moans? She felt the sucking on her earlobe. Knowing she couldn't let Long Ming know she was awake, she pretended to be asleep, acting as if nothing had happened. Otherwise, she wouldn't know how to face Long Ming later.
Next, Feng Wu closed her eyes, biting her lower lip to remain silent, enduring the intense tingling and pleasurable sensation from the sucking on her earlobe. She thought she could barely bear the pleasure from just her earlobe, but when the fingers playing with her nipples suddenly changed their technique, she felt waves of pleasure, triggering a primal sexual desire that surged through her mind…
Feng Wu felt weak and powerless, uncontrollably feeling waves of heat flowing from her private parts. She involuntarily squeezed her legs together tightly, but her body trembled slightly with each of Long Ming's movements. She bit her lower lip, trying to endure… As she did this, her delicate hands gripped the sheets tightly, her breathing becoming increasingly labored. Feng Wu felt time was dragging on endlessly. Though she felt flustered and ashamed, she was also experiencing an unprecedented, intoxicating pleasure. She lost track of time, then suddenly felt a strange sensation in her private parts. She felt anxious and panicked, her brows furrowed, her lower lip clenched tightly, her hands gripping the sheets tightly, her legs clamping together forcefully. Ultimately, she couldn't control herself; her body convulsed, and she felt a gush of lustful fluid spurt from her private parts…
Fortunately, Long Ming noticed and stopped it, but then… One sentence from her filled her with unbearable shame, and she never dared to sleep with Long Ming again. Long Ming muttered to himself, "What's wrong with Mother today? She used to moan every night, but today she didn't. She clearly had an orgasm. Strange. Oh well, ah, so sleepy, let's sleep. We'll play again tomorrow."
That night, Feng Wu, suppressing her shame, secretly returned to her room after Long Ming fell asleep. She took off her clothes, got into bed, and entwined herself around the sleeping Long Yan. Long Yan, of course, was excited and happy, rolling over and pressing down on her, thrusting into her with abandon. It was almost dawn when they finally embraced and fell asleep. After that, Feng Wu stopped sleeping with Long Ming, depriving him of the opportunity to continue playing with his mother's body...
Time flew by, and three years passed in the blink of an eye. Long Ming, now nine, and Feng Yingying, also nine, would soon undergo their family's first baptism. Baptism was a necessary process for all cultivators. The age for baptism varied depending on the individual, family, and sect, generally between ten and fifteen years old. One could undergo baptism multiple times in their lifetime, or only once. Those with exceptional talent only needed one, while those with less talent could undergo multiple times, but the first baptism was the most important. In reality, it was simply a process of adding precious medicinal herbs to water according to different formulas, allowing the child to soak until they absorbed the medicinal power. After the baptism, everyone's physique would become stronger and more suitable for cultivation. Those with special physiques would have their abilities activated on that day.
That day, Feng Wu, Long Yan, and a large group of family elders stood in a spacious room, looking at two large bronze cauldrons. After the water in the cauldrons boiled, they summoned two children of similar age…
one was a handsome boy named Long Weitian, and the other was a strikingly beautiful boy named Long Ming. These were the children born into the Dragon God family in recent years. An elder, seeing only two children, sighed, “Alas, although we possess the Dragon God physique and have a longer lifespan than ordinary people, our family is so small. In the past ten years or so, several couples have married, but only two children have been born… Alas…”
another elder added… He said, "Alas, indeed, this is probably why our Dragon God Clan is declining. Intermarriage with others produces many offspring, but none possess the Dragon God physique. Only those who marry into the Phoenix Clan, or within our own clan, acquire the Dragon God or Phoenix physiques… Alas, otherwise our Dragon God and Phoenix Clans wouldn't just be aristocratic families; we would absolutely be the rulers of the continent…"
The older elders nodded in admiration, but ultimately sighed helplessly. The elder, however, couldn't help but turn to look at the young people like Long Yan and Feng Wu, and, with a look of exasperation, loudly scolded, "From…" "Starting today, all of you stay in your rooms and don't go anywhere. Have as many children as possible for the family. I refuse to believe that even after all this time, you won't have a single baby..."
Hearing this, Feng Wu and Long Yan lowered their heads in embarrassment, not daring to utter a sound. They couldn't refute this. Those of them who already had children were fine, but those without children spent all their free time in their rooms, indulging in dual cultivation every day, yet still couldn't conceive. It wasn't that they weren't trying; it was because of their special characteristics. Conceiving wasn't easy. If they were to conceive with ordinary people, it would be relatively easy, but the children would all be ordinary, without any special constitution. These babies were useless to their family, so even knowing it was difficult to conceive, they still willingly chose to marry, because they didn't want their family to decline or even disappear, leaving no trace of the Dragon God and Phoenix physiques...
This elder actually knew this too, but he just wanted to vent his inner resentment. After speaking, he turned back and looked at Long Ming and Long Weitian, telling them to each enter a large cauldron...
While Long Ming and Long Weitian were soaking in the boiling water, their respective parents took out precious materials they had collected and placed them into the boiling water one by one...
Finally, when Long Yan took out a red inner ... As the pill was placed into the boiling water and returned, an elder couldn't help but ask him, "Long Yan, if I'm not mistaken, that inner core you just used was the inner core of a Crimson Flood Dragon..."
Long Yan smiled slightly and said, "Indeed, this Crimson Flood Dragon inner core is at the peak of the Golden Core stage, just one step away from transforming into human form."
Upon hearing Long Yan's words, all the elders were startled. They glanced at the cauldron, their eyes tightly closed, brows furrowed, foreheads covered in sweat, and hair dripping wet. The handsome but still somewhat immature-looking Long Ming, along with an elder named Long Chen, asked with a serious expression, "Long Yan, I know that the purer and more abundant the spiritual energy contained in the inner core, the better, but that also depends on the person being baptized." "It depends on whether you can withstand it. One wrong move, and not only will you not gain anything, but you will also be harmed. At best, you will be injured, and your physical condition will be damaged, affecting your future cultivation. At worst
, you will die..." An elderly woman with white hair, named Elder Feng Lin, heard this and hurriedly said, "Xiao Yan, what Long Chen said is right. We know you want to do this for the family, but you can't act recklessly like this. Look at Long Ming, this child, so young yet so handsome, destined for greatness. I will not allow you to harm him. Quickly take back your inner core and replace it with another one..."
Long Yan smiled slightly and explained, "Everyone, please calm down. I am very grateful to you for doing this for my child, Long... " "Ming's concern and care are admirable, but as a father, how could I harm my own child? Actually, I examined Ming'er's body before the baptism, and I was quite shocked. Ming'er's physical strength is twice that of his peers. So, after careful consideration and calculation, I was certain that Ming'er could withstand this inner core. That's why I traveled thousands of miles to kill the Crimson Flood Dragon at the peak of the Golden Core stage..."
Upon hearing this, everyone's expression changed, and they all looked at Long Ming. Elder Long Qian exclaimed happily, "Heaven blesses our Dragon God Clan! This child, Long Ming, will definitely be extraordinary in the future, perhaps even reaching the heights of the ancient Longhua Clan!" Haha. "Ha..."
Everyone's expression changed again upon hearing this, and they looked at Long Ming with anticipation. Long Yan and Feng Wu, as his parents, looked on with pride and heartache as they watched Long Ming endure the pain inside the cauldron...
On the other side, the Phoenix Clan was also holding a baptism ceremony for the girls Feng Yingying and Feng Xiaoxiao, and a boy named Feng Xiao. At this moment, the three of them were soaking in boiling water, absorbing the medicinal power from the cauldron, while most of the clan elders who had stayed behind stood in front of them...
They looked at the beautiful and lovely Feng Xiaoxiao, the handsome Feng Xiao, and the stunningly beautiful Feng Yingying inside the cauldron, although they all had very childish faces.
At this moment, a dignified and beautiful female elder couldn't help but exclaim, "Look at Feng Yingying, this child, so young, yet already so beautiful. I really can't imagine how stunning she will be in a few years!"
The stunningly beautiful, charming, and dignified elder looked at Feng Yingying with doting eyes and continued, "In a few years, I believe Yingying will be even more beautiful than Feng Wu. She will definitely surpass the legendary beauty of the ancient ancestor Feng Yan, and countless people will go crazy for her..."
Time
flew by, spring turned to winter, and several years passed in the blink of an eye. Just as their elder had predicted, after the seven-day, seven-night baptism, Long Ming and Feng Yingying received their respective internal energy cultivation methods and began their training. Initially, both Long Ming and Feng Yingying were uneasy and flustered because after receiving the inheritance from Lin Tian and Shi Lingling, they had begun cultivating their unique internal energy cultivation methods. Therefore, they had already started cultivating before the baptism, which is why they were found to have stronger physiques than their peers before the baptism...
Perhaps due to their special physiques, they weren't detected in the examination. They had initially planned to tell their parents if it didn't work, but unexpectedly, their family's cultivation methods didn't clash with Lin Tian and Shi Lingling's methods, and even complemented each other, leading to the delightful discovery that they were mutually reinforcing.
After Long Ming and Feng Yingying's careful observation, they discovered that Lin Tian and Shi Lingling's cultivation methods focused on the internal body, while the family's methods focused on the external body. In fact, after the baptism that day, Long Ming felt he had grown taller and stronger, his strength was twice what it used to be, and most importantly, his penis had become significantly thicker and longer… As for Feng Yingying, she also felt she had grown taller, her skin was even whiter and smoother, her strength had doubled, and her breasts were larger than before, now just the size to be grasped in one hand…
Knowing that the cultivation methods could be practiced simultaneously, they felt relieved and focused on their training. Initially, they didn't know how fast they were cultivating, until the family competition a year later, when they realized their cultivation speed was much faster than those who had undergone the baptism at the same time. From then on, they were considered the apple of their family's eye and were nurtured with utmost care, determined to become the next Longhua and Fengyan Ancient Clan figures
… In a secluded valley, amidst birdsong and fragrant flowers, a scene of breathtaking beauty, like a paradise on earth, lies a pool of crystal-clear, azure water, its surface shrouded in wisps of mist. Not far away, a tall, handsome young man in white robes embraces a stunningly beautiful young woman in a light blue dress, her figure exquisitely alluring, her beauty captivating, her movements graceful and alluring…
The woman does not resist; instead, her eyes, brimming with affection, are filled with tenderness. Her delicate, crystalline hands embraced the boy's neck, responding passionately. Their lips rubbed together, their tongues intertwined, saliva mingled, and they fought over, sucking and swallowing... The kiss
grew more passionate, more irresistible. The boy, his eyes filled with adoration, embraced the girl as she lay on the vibrant flowers beneath him. Then, he rolled over, pulling his hands away from her embrace. He then grabbed her pale blue belt and gently pulled, loosening the fabric of her dress. He then used both hands to separate the dress.
Instantly, the girl's snow-white, jade-like skin and smooth, supple upper body were fully exposed. Without hesitation, the boy placed his hands on her full breasts and gently kneaded them...
The girl felt her breasts being kneaded, and her body trembled involuntarily, but she did not struggle. Instead, her face flushed, her eyes became hazy and watery, her gaze filled with adoration and spring, her breathing slightly panting. The passionate kiss became even more ardent, and she even thrust her chest forward, actively responding to the boy's actions...
After a moment, the boy's lips left the girl's red lips and gently kissed her slender, white neck. The girl felt this, tilted her head slightly, and responded to the boy. Her face flushed, she opened her sexy red lips and let out an extremely alluring, heavenly sound, moaning, "Mmm, mmm. Brother Ming, mmm...so comfortable, mmm."
Long Ming kissed Feng Yingying's white neck all the way down, while using mysterious techniques to knead her snow-white, tender, soft, and firm breasts.
The stunningly beautiful Feng Yingying, with her captivating charm, blushed even more. She felt a wonderful, pleasurable sensation as her breasts were being massaged, igniting a surge of sexual desire within her. Her eyes grew increasingly hazy, brimming with desire, and her sensual red lips
parted slightly as she continued to emit alluring, coquettish moans: "Mmm, mmm... Brother Ming. Mmm. So beautiful, mmm..." The next second, Feng Yingying's body trembled, her face flushed crimson, her eyes glazed, shy and intoxicated. Her watery, seductive eyes were mesmerizing, her long, beautiful legs tightly pressed together, her delicate hands resting on her chest, gently massaging her head. Her parted red lips uttered a soft, shy moan: "Mmm, Brother Ming, no, mmm, don't lick, mmm, it's so itchy... mmm..." At that moment, Long Ming buried his face in her breasts, extending his tongue to lick the soft, white flesh...
"Ah, ah, Brother Ming, ah, gently, ah, ah," Feng Yingying's eyes were hazy with intoxication, her face flushed, charming and alluring, captivating and seductive. She felt her breasts being rubbed and her nipples being sucked, sending waves of comfortable, tingling pleasure through her. She opened her mouth and let out a soft moan that made her blood boil...
Long Ming felt the soft, tender cherry in his mouth slowly harden. Finally, when the cherry was fully erect, he held it in his mouth and gently sucked on it. Instantly, an irresistible temptation, a fragrant aroma that aroused desire, and a faint milky scent filled his mouth. He couldn't help but increase the pressure slightly.
"Ah, gently, it hurts, ah. Brother Ming, gently, ah, it hurts, ah, um, ah, Brother Ming, stop for a moment, ah," Feng Yingying felt a tingling sensation and a slight pain from having her nipples sucked. She frowned slightly and moaned softly. However, she then felt something strange in her private parts and immediately said anxiously... Upon
hearing this, Long Ming immediately stopped. Feng Yingying took the opportunity to take a deep breath and calm her mind and body's agitation. It took a full half incense stick to pass before she barely recovered. Then, her face flushed, shy, and her eyes filled with spring, she said coyly with watery eyes, "Brother Ming, that's enough."
"Ah, Brother Ming, be gentle, ah...ah." The next second, the seductive moans of a woman, her blood boiling, echoed again in the secluded valley...
After an unknown amount of time, the valley returned to silence. Long Ming lay on the flowers and grass, looking at the stunningly beautiful Feng Yingying, her face flushed, her cheeks flushed with shyness, her alluring charm captivating. She sat up, elegantly adjusting her clothes. Long Ming saw her snow-white, smooth body covered with kiss marks, the most numerous being her full breasts, red from being sucked, her firm, adorable, and extremely tempting cherries still glistening with saliva...
Feng Yingying blushed... After happily tidying her clothes and slightly disheveled hair, she turned to look at the handsome and dashing Long Ming lying on the flowers. Seeing the exaggerated curve of his trousers, she became even more shy. However, instead of turning away, she lay down on Long Ming, resting her head on his chest, her face flushed with shyness, and said coquettishly, "Brother Ming, I'm sorry. If it weren't for Master Shi Lingling saying that one cannot lose their virginity before the age of sixteen, I would have wanted to cultivate with you long ago..."
Long Ming lifted her up and stroked Feng Yingying's soft, fragrant hair, speaking tenderly and gently: “Yingying, I know, I won’t blame you. You know I can only lose my virginity after I turn sixteen. Actually, I really want to marry you right now, so I can have you right now, instead of seeing you only once every seven or eight days like we do now.”
Feng Yingying raised her head, her face full of happiness, her eyes brimming with desire, and met Long Ming’s gaze. The next moment, the two couldn’t help but kiss passionately again…
Long Ming wrapped one arm around Feng Yingying’s delicate body, and with the other hand, he pulled her hand down to his body. Feng Yingying’s body trembled as she felt the back of her hand pressed against his, a hot, hard, and erect penis. However, the next second, she blushed and, while passionately kissing Long Ming, gently grasped the hot object and began to stroke it gently up and down...
Actually, this wasn't the first time Long Ming and Feng Yingying had done something so intimate. A month after receiving Lin Tian's inheritance and Feng Wu no longer sleeping with him, he kissed six-year-old Feng Yingying for the first time. At that time, he had gained a new understanding of women, and Feng Yingying, having received Shi Lingling's inheritance, also had a new understanding of men. When Long Ming asked if they could kiss, she curiously agreed...
Since their first kiss, Long Ming and Feng Yingying would awkwardly kiss each other every day in places where no one could see them, but they never took any further steps. After the baptism, due to their cultivation, they began to see each other less often, but every time they met, they would kiss passionately. Moreover, by then, Feng Yingying had begun to develop, and after the baptism, her breasts had grown to the size of steamed buns. From then on, every time they met and kissed passionately, Long Ming couldn't help but rub Feng Yingying's small, steamed bun-like breasts through her clothes.
As time passed, the rubbing progressed from being done through clothes to being done inside. Then, a few months ago, Feng Yingying, blushing deeply, covered her face and finally agreed to Long Ming's long-pleaded request: to take off her clothes and let him lick and kiss her body, to caress her breasts and suck her nipples. However, she refused to let him take off her pants. That day, Long Ming used the techniques he had learned to bring Feng Yingying to orgasm. Her cultivation level dropped slightly that day, but thankfully not seriously. Afterwards, although she allowed Long Ming to play with her upper body each time they met, she had to stop whenever she felt anything unusual in her private parts. Long Ming agreed at the time…
To this day, Long Ming has tasted her at least ten times… Yingying's delicate body...
Two more months passed, and Long Ming and Feng Yingying were already over fifteen years old. In another six months, they would be sixteen. However, on this day, their parents told them that it was time to go to a sect on the mainland to study. At the same time, they also needed to learn to be independent, undergo their own trials, recognize their shortcomings, and enhance their knowledge, hoping that one day they could break through the void again, ascend to the immortal realm, and become supreme powerhouses...
For Long Ming and Feng Yingying, who had never been outside since childhood, they were naturally overjoyed and excited. Since they were little, they had heard their elders, older brothers and sisters talk about how big and wonderful the outside world was. They had always fantasized about the outside world, and today they could finally leave Long Ming's world. The Phoenix Residence was finally there! How could they not be excited…
A few days later, Long Yan and Feng Wu, along with Feng Ao and Long Jiaojiao, led Long Ming and the other five teenagers in a magnificent flying carriage, leaving the Dragon-Phoenix Residence…
But this departure was something none of them expected would change their fates so drastically…
Chapter Five: The Extreme Intimacy of Drunkenness
Long Yan and Feng Ao, along with Long Ming and the other teenagers, enjoyed the various views from above while sitting in the flying carriage, reminding them that people outside were unpredictable, not to trust easily, to always be careful, to think things through, and to act cautiously, etc…
Finally, Long Ming and the others arrived… Upon reaching their destination, they found themselves in an incredibly spacious plaza. A dense crowd of people thronged nearby, creating a great commotion…
However, as soon as they stepped down, everything fell silent. Long Ming noticed that the people in the distance were staring at them in disbelief. Feng Yingying and the others didn't understand why, but Long Yan and his companions knew the reason…
It was because everyone—Long Yan, Feng Wu, Long Jiaojiao, Feng Ao, Long Ming, Feng Yingying, Long Weitian, Feng Xiaoxiao, and Feng Xiao—was either handsome or dashing, and the women were breathtakingly beautiful, ethereal and charming. Everyone who saw them was stunned, staring blankly, speechless.
Only after Long Yan led Long Ming and the others inside did the plaza erupt in a clamor, becoming even noisier.
"Hey, did you see that group of people? Who are they? Why are they all so handsome and beautiful? That woman in the red dress is absolutely gorgeous, she's like a fairy from heaven..." A boy of average appearance and slender build, pulling the boy next to him, asked excitedly, his eyes glazed over...
"Don't you know? They're from the Dragon God Clan and the Phoenix Clan. I've heard that every man in their clan is handsome and every woman is stunningly beautiful. Seeing them today, I can confirm that their reputation is indeed better than what I've heard. The woman in the red dress you mentioned is the most beautiful woman in the continent for the past thousand years, Phoenix Dance Fairy. The handsome man next to her, dressed in gold, is her husband, the famous and unfathomably powerful Sword Saint, Long Yan..." A handsome boy next to him, dressed in rather extravagant clothes, proudly recounted everything he knew...
"Hey, do you know who the woman in the pink dress next to Fairy Feng is? And who is that handsome man in black? And who are those other boys and girls?" People nearby, hearing this, came over and asked the young man curiously…
"This, I…" The young man's knowledge was limited. Seeing so many people had looked at him, and not knowing who those people were, he panicked for a moment, unsure how to answer…
Just as everyone was about to laugh at him, a rather handsome young man walked over, followed by several other boys and girls, all quite good-looking. He laughed, introduced himself, and began to answer everyone's questions: "Haha, my name is Zhang Liang. If you don't mind, I'll answer for you. As far as I know, the woman in the pink dress is the sister of Sword Saint Long Yan, and is also recognized throughout the continent as ranking after Fairy Feng, Long Jiaojiao. Fairy Long, the handsome man in black next to her is her husband, known as Heavenly Phoenix, Feng Ao…"
"And who are those other boys and girls?" someone asked again, seeing Zhang Liang keeping them in suspense…
"Ahem, everyone, please calm down and let me explain slowly. Those people are called Long Ming, Feng Yingying, Feng Xiao, Feng Xiaoxiao, and Long Weitian. Among them, Long Ming is the son of Fairy Feng, and Feng Yingying is the daughter of Fairy Long. The others are their other clansmen..." Zhang Liang coughed lightly and slowly began to speak...
On the other side, Long Yan led Long Ming and the others to the main hall of the Holy Gate. He had already explained to Long Ming and the others on the way that the Holy Gate was the number one sect on the continent, and many clansmen went there to become disciples and undergo training. Long Yan also told Long Ming and the others that, except for Long Jiaojiao, they were all disciples here before, and now they were nominal elders...
Not long after Long Yan and his group arrived, a group of people came in. There were men and women, old men, young women, and even teenagers. After exchanging greetings, they all sat down.
Long Ming and his group noticed that, apart from an elderly man with white hair, there was a young man standing behind a dignified young woman, and a young woman behind a man; the others had no one behind them…
After Long Yan and his group talked for a while, they introduced Long Ming and his group. After the introductions, a dignified-looking middle-aged man dressed in blue coughed lightly and said, “Ahem, why don’t we start?” He then looked around and noticed that the people present only had slightly furrowed brows and somewhat displeased expressions, but they remained silent…
Seeing this, the middle-aged man named Qing Songzi… He glanced at Long Ming and the others a few times before nodding in praise, "Excellent, these are all exceptionally talented children. How about this, I have a good relationship with Brother Long Yan, so how about I teach his son Long Ming? What do you all think..."
However, his words were cut short by a cold snort. Everyone turned to see a stunningly beautiful woman, with a celestial appearance, delicate features, a cold expression, a tall and graceful figure, and an elegant and aloof demeanor. She entered, glanced at Long Ming, then stared at Qing Songzi, her tone icy. "Qing Songzi, you should choose someone else. I will teach Feng Shimei's child..."
The beautiful woman finished speaking, then turned to look at the grateful Feng Wu, nodded, and then stared at Long Yan, who was looking embarrassed and avoiding her gaze
, asking, "Senior Brother Long Yan, do you have any objections?" Long Yan looked up at the beautiful woman, his eyes flickering, and quickly said, "No objections, no objections. I'm overjoyed that Junior Sister Ling Yao can teach Ming'er..."
Ling Yao, seeing Long Yan's demeanor, felt even more displeased, but outwardly nodded and said, "Well, since Senior Brother Long Yan has no objections, then Long Ming will be my disciple from this moment on..." She then sat down next to Feng Wu...
After Ling Yao's sudden intervention, everyone else refused to let anyone else take Feng Yingying and the others. In the end, Qing Songzi accepted Long Weitian as his disciple, Feng Xiao and Feng Xiaoxiao were respectively accepted as disciples by a middle-aged man with a full beard and a young woman, while Feng Yingying was accepted as a disciple by a beautiful and dignified young woman...
On this day, Long Ming and his companions were not only accepted as disciples by the various high-ranking members of the Holy Sect, but they also became famous within the sect that very day. Of course, the most famous were Long Ming and Feng Yingying, simply because Long Ming was handsome and dashing, and Feng Yingying was charming and alluring…
After settling Long Ming and his group, Long Yan and his companions did not leave that night. Having finally returned to their sect, they naturally wanted to have a proper reunion…
That evening, Feng Wu, Long Jiaojiao, and Ling Yao, along with several close female friends and a group of women, brought out precious wine and delicacies for a good get-together, boldly declaring they wouldn't leave until they were drunk…
As for Long Yan and Qing Songzi, they also invited a group of good brothers… They poured out precious spirits, drinking and jostling until they were completely drunk...
Late at night, Feng Wu and her group of women were all quite tipsy. Some had already passed out on the table, while others were still drunkenly drinking precious spirit wine. Ling Yao, her face flushed and eyes hazy, was also quite drunk. Suddenly, she stood up, unsteady on her feet, and staggered to Feng Wu's side. She hugged her from behind and said drunkenly, "Junior Sister Feng, tell me, Long... Long Yan, that bastard, is he good to you? Don't be afraid, tell me, I'll teach him a lesson..." Feng Wu,
her face flushed and eyes half-closed, replied hazily. "Senior Sister Ling, my husband treats me very well, you...you don't need to worry..."
Ling Yao nodded upon hearing this, and drunkenly said, "That's good. If Long Yan dares to treat you badly, you must tell me, and I'll teach him a lesson for you..." After saying that, she leaned on Feng Wu's back and passed out drunkenly...
Feng Wu, who wasn't completely drunk yet, saw Ling Yao asleep on her back and drunkenly said, "Senior Sister Ling, let me help you back to your room. You'll catch a cold sleeping outside..."
Feng Wu got up and helped Ling Yao, staggering forward. Because this was spiritual wine, unlike ordinary wine, circulating spiritual energy could evaporate it and restore her sobriety. ...
Feng Wu didn't know how much time had passed, but she finally escorted Ling Yao back to her room. As she stepped out, she saw a figure dressed in golden robes stumble into a room not far ahead. His eyes were half-closed and his head was spinning; he mumbled drunkenly, "Hmm, it's my husband. Why is he here? Did he get lost? Hehe." He then walked towards the room the golden-robed figure had entered...
Feng Wu staggered to the front of the room, saw the door open, and without thinking, went inside, closing the door behind her. Using the bright moonlight streaming in through the window, she easily reached the bedside and found him already lying on his side, asleep. The man on the other side of the bed, his back to her, took off his shoes, lay down, and giggled drunkenly, "Hehe, husband, you've come to the wrong room. This isn't your room, it's mine, hehe..." Seeing no reply, he closed his eyes and went to sleep...
Meanwhile, Long Yan, still drunk, looked around and asked, "Where's Qing Songzi? That kid ran away again. Ah..."
Several men nearby, still clinking glasses, burst into laughter. One of them, a man in white, replied, "Haha, Brother Long Yan, you're not admitting you're drunk, are you? You were clearly the one making fun of Qing Songzi just now!" "He said he didn't dare confess to Senior Sister Ling Yao, and even offered to lend him his clothes for courage. Now you've provoked him to confess to Senior Sister Ling Yao, haha..."
The black-clad man beside him laughed loudly, "Haha, actually, this isn't the first time Qing Songzi has confessed. He always comes back with his head down. I already said he'd never confess again. He's probably sleeping somewhere now, who knows. Haha..."
The white-clad man and Long Yan couldn't help but laugh loudly, taking another swig of their wine. After a few more gulps, the white-clad man burped and then said drunkenly, "Brother Long Yan, let me tell you, actually... " Qing Songzi isn't someone who gives up easily, but he truly loves your wife, Junior Sister Feng Wu. So, after failing several times, he gave up and gave up. However, we also know that winning Senior Sister Ling Yao's heart is as difficult as ascending to heaven..."
Long Yan laughed heartily and said, "Haha, actually, I knew it a long time ago. Back then, Qing Songzi even challenged me, but he still lost. Later, after I married my wife, Qing Songzi even asked me not to let her down, otherwise he wouldn't let me off the hook. That's why I'm closest to Qing Songzi, haha. But Qing Songzi will never have a chance in this life, because my wife will always be..." "It belongs only to me. Hahaha. Let's drink. We won't stop until we're drunk..."
Half an hour later, Long Yan and his group were completely drunk, as were Long Jiaojiao and the others...
The moonlight streaming in through the window allowed a hazy glimpse into the room. On the bed, Feng Wu, her face rosy and alluring, slept soundly with her eyes closed. Beside her, a man dressed in golden robes lay on his side with his back
to her, asleep. The smell of alcohol emanating from them proved that they had both drunk quite a bit of spirit wine... Another half hour passed, and the man who had been sleeping on his side suddenly turned around, facing Feng Wu, and placed one hand on her full breasts.
By the hazy moonlight, the man could be vaguely seen to be Qing Songzi. He was asleep with his eyes tightly closed. After half an incense stick's time, he suddenly opened his eyes slightly and murmured to himself, "What smells so good? Is it a flower? And what is that in my hand? So soft..."
Qing Songzi opened his eyes slightly and vaguely noticed someone beside him. He looked up and was immediately stunned. Before him was the profile of a stunningly beautiful woman with her eyes closed. Drunk, he didn't know who the woman was and just stared blankly at her beautiful profile...
When a large hand gently moved and he felt something soft, Qing Songzi came to his senses. His eyes were half-open, and he couldn't help but exclaim, "So beautiful! Am I dreaming? Why is a celestial being from the heavens sleeping beside me? Yes..." "I must be drunk and dreaming, otherwise, how could there be such a stunningly beautiful woman?" Qing Songzi said, then involuntarily leaned his head towards Feng Wu's cheek. When their noses touched, he couldn't resist kissing her flawless face. After a kiss, he swallowed hard and exclaimed in ecstasy, "So fragrant, so smooth..." He then kissed her cheek again, his hand on Shengfeng's breasts involuntarily kneading them gently... The more Qing Songzi
kissed her cheek, the more he couldn't resist. After a dozen kisses, he couldn't help but roll over and press down on her. Suddenly, his vision blurred, he realized that the person beneath him was none other than his beloved junior sister, Feng Wu, whom he had admired for many years. He was stunned for a moment, then drunkenly mocked himself, "Haha, I must be dreaming. How could junior sister Feng Wu be in my bed? Well, it's alright, although I can't have her in reality..." "Junior sister, at least in my dreams I can have her..."
Qing Songzi glanced at Feng Wu, whose face was flushed, her beauty captivating, her eyes tightly closed, and couldn't resist any longer. He lowered his head and began kissing her from the forehead, his large hands naturally covering her full breasts and kneading them through her clothes...
After kissing her forehead, nose, eyes, and face, Qing Songzi couldn't help but look up at her rosy, sexy lips. The next second, he impatiently sealed her lips with his own, his tongue invading Feng Wu's mouth, ravaging it wildly, greedily swallowing the saliva...
While greedily swallowing the sweet, fragrant saliva with the taste of wine, Qing Songzi kneaded her full breasts with both hands, inwardly intoxicated: So sweet, so big, so soft...
The drunken Feng Wu made no move, completely unresponsive ... Knowing the current situation, after a long kiss, Qing Songzi finally pulled away from Feng Wu's lips. He straightened his body, swallowed hard, then yanked open Feng Wu's belt, threw it away, and swallowed again. Looking at the loose red dress, his hands trembled slightly as he grasped the edge of the dress…
Qing Songzi took a deep breath, swallowed hard, and gently opened it on both sides. When the dress finally parted, his eyes widened in shock. He stood frozen, staring at the ice-white skin beneath him, the snow-white, delicate skin, the full, firm breasts, the soft, pink nipples, the slender waist, the flat, fat-free abdomen, the long, sexy legs, the crystal-clear hands, the delicate, small feet, and the mysterious private parts covered by her panties…
Qing Songzi was stunned. Every part of the beautiful body before him was so alluring, so seductive, coupled with her captivating and mesmerizing face. At this moment, his inner desires were completely ignited. He didn't care whether this was reality or a dream; he didn't want to think about it. He was afraid that if he thought too much, the Feng Wu he had admired and revered for so many years would disappear.
Qing Songzi lowered his head, his nose pressed against her flat stomach, taking a deep breath, and as he breathed, his nose moved upwards—her stomach, her breasts, her nipples, her collarbone, her neck, finally resting on her red lips.
The fragrance was indescribable, an incredibly seductive body scent, an indescribable, delicate fragrance. Qing Songzi felt he could smell Feng Wu's extremely alluring body scent with every breath…
Qing Songzi's eyes were glazed over, his face filled with ecstasy as he breathed. After a few deep breaths, he couldn't resist any longer. He quickly stripped off his clothes and buried his face in Feng Wu's neck, kissing her passionately. His large hands pressed against her full, firm breasts, which he couldn't grasp, and began to knead them wantonly.
"Mmm, mmm," Feng Wu, her eyes tightly closed, let out a seductive moan as the pressure of the kneading of her breasts increased.
However, Qing Songzi, hearing the sound, didn't stop but became even more frenzied, licking her long, white neck with his tongue and increasing the pressure of his hands…
Feng Wu, her eyes still closed, slightly opened them, feeling the pain in her breasts, and cried out in a soft, pained voice, "Mmm, mmm, it hurts, be gentle, mmm…" The next second, Feng Wu felt the pain in her breasts lessen, and at the same time, an extremely tingling sensation spread through her mind. At that moment, Qing Songzi, by accident, was sucking on her earlobe. Instantly, Feng Wu's body trembled, and she couldn't help but moan, "Ah… ah. Husband, ah."
Hearing such an alluring moan, Qing Songzi immediately increased the force of his sucking. At that moment, Feng Wu's delicate body trembled violently, her hands tightly embracing his body, and she let out extremely seductive moans: "Ah. Ah. Husband, ah ah, give it to me, ah ah." Qing Songzi, however, did not know what to do, and could only rely on instinct. His hard, erect penis pressed against her lower abdomen, moving back and forth haphazardly...
The extremely tingling and comfortable pleasure completely aroused Feng Wu's inner desire. Feeling the penis moving in her lower abdomen, she couldn't help but reach down and pull down her panties. Then, she moved her legs a few times and kicked her panties to the foot of the bed...
Immediately afterwards, Feng Wu took the initiative to stand up and spread her legs wide, grasping the hard, hot penis in one hand and pressing it against her wet secret place.
The next second, driven by instinct, Qing Songzi thrust forward forcefully, and Feng Wu opened her red lips, letting out a moan of "Ah..." Qing Songzi, unable to resist, released his earlobe and let out a comfortable moan of "Oh..."...
Just then, the moon in the sky was obscured by clouds, and the room was instantly plunged into darkness...
Only the sounds of "slap slap slap" and "plop plop" of deep thrusting could be heard. "Ah ah, ah ah ah. Husband, ah ah..." Feng Wu's incredibly seductive moans echoed...
When the moon reappeared, half an hour had passed. When the room was once again illuminated by the moonlight, with its hazy vision, it was filled with boundless spring-like atmosphere. On the bed, the stunningly beautiful Feng Wu lay, her eyes half-closed and watery, her gaze hazy and intoxicated. Her face was flushed, her head tilted back, her delicate arms tightly embracing Qing Songzi's body, her legs raised and dangling. With each powerful thrust, her body moved, her glistening legs swaying up and down. She parted her slightly swollen red lips, exhaling a soft, intoxicating moan: "Ahhh, ahh, ahh. Husband, ahh. Ahh... faster, I'm coming, ahh, faster, ahhh, I can't take it anymore, I, ahh, I'm coming, ah..."
After saying this, Feng Wu's face was flushed, her eyes glazed and lost in thought, her body convulsing, her delicate arms tightly embracing her body, her dangling legs straightening.
As Qing Songzi was sucking on the earlobe, he felt his penis being tightly gripped, a wave of incredibly pleasurable pleasure washing over him. The next second, he couldn't resist any longer, releasing the earlobe from his mouth and letting out a low growl as he thrust hard, ejaculating a second stream of semen into her secret place…
The two, both breathless from the climax, embraced, savoring the afterglow of their orgasm. After a moment, Qing Songzi was the first to recover. Because of the second orgasm, his energy needed some time to recover, so he didn't rush to continue. Instead, he kneaded her breasts while sucking on her firm nipples, intoxicated by the fragrant scent of her body combined with the sweet aroma of her breasts. With each suck, Qing Songzi greedily swallowed a mouthful…
"Mmm... Husband, mmm..." Feng Wu tilted her head back, her face flushed, her eyes glazed and intoxicated, half-closed and watery, alluring and seductive. She thrust out her chest, opened her red lips, feeling the sensations of her breasts being caressed, her nipples being sucked, and her private parts being gripped by his penis, letting out pleasurable moans...
After about an incense stick's time, the room was filled again with the sounds of "slap slap slap," the low "plop plop" of thrusting, and the alluring moans of "Ah ah, ah ha, ah," until finally, an hour later, the room fell silent...
The next day, when sunlight streamed into the room, Feng Wu opened her drowsy eyes, her head throbbing slightly—a lingering effect of drinking too much. She felt herself resting on his arm; she didn't lift her head, her delicate body slightly... After shifting to find a comfortable position, she vaguely remembered the passionate embrace of the previous night. She recalled having three orgasms, as usual, but strangely, the feeling was somewhat different. A blissful thought filled her face, but the more she thought about it, the more aroused she became…
Feng Wu pulled the blanket covering their bodies, then rolled over and pressed down on Qing Songzi, who mistook her for Long Yan, and passionately kissed him. Something strange happened to Feng Wu again. She usually did this to avoid being too exposed and to prevent Long Yan from seeing her wanton expression. Normally, when she initiated a kiss, Long Yan would respond immediately, but this time he took a while to respond. However, she assumed he had fallen asleep and didn't mind.
Inside the blanket, it was pitch black. Feng Wu felt a large hand suddenly embrace her from beneath her, followed by a breathtakingly passionate kiss. At the same time, she felt a hard, erect penis pressing against her lower abdomen. Feng Wu had experienced this before; it was extremely stimulating, and each time it left her and Long Yan exhausted.
Feng Wu's eyes darted around strangely. Her delicate hand grasped the phallus, pressing it against her already wet entrance. Her red lips responded passionately. The next second, Feng Wu's body trembled. She felt the phallus thrust forcefully against her entrance, followed by her vagina tightly enveloping the hot phallus, involuntarily letting out a soft "Mmm."
Then the blankets heaved, and Feng Wu, inside the blankets, was tightly embraced by the person on top of her, frantically demanding kisses. She responded actively, her delicate hands encircling the back of his neck, her legs wrapped around his waist, her lips rubbing together wildly, her tongues intertwining, their saliva being shared and exchanged…
The low, rhythmic thuds of impact echoed from within the blankets, mingled with soft moans of pleasure from passionate kisses…
After a short while, Feng Wu felt the penis inside her thrust forcefully, releasing a small amount of semen. A wave of confusion washed over her. Having been husband and wife with Long Yan for years, she knew perfectly well that he always ejaculated a considerable amount of semen. She had never heard of such a small amount before. A sudden realization filled her with terror and panic. She broke free from the frenzied kisses, her voice trembling as she asked, “You… are you my husband…”
The next second, the person on top of her stiffened, offering no response. Terrified, Feng Wu pushed him away, but he clung to her tightly, refusing to let go, his lips still pressed against hers, a frantic kiss…
The blankets heaved violently, accompanied by Feng Wu's terrified cries: “Let me go… no, let me go… go away… who are you…”
However, a second later, Feng Wu cried out involuntarily, "Ah...no. What are you doing? Ah ah, don't suck, ah ah, no, let me go, ah, ah, wuwu, husband, save me, wuwu, ah ah, ah ha, wuwu, ah ha," accompanied by the violent sounds of thrusting. After a short while, Feng Wu's head emerged from under the covers. Her face was streaked with tears, her eyes were filled with despair and emptiness, her hair was disheveled, her face was flushed, and her cherry lips were slightly swollen and half-open. She cried out in a pained voice, "Ah. Ah. No, ah ah, stop, ah ah, no, I don't want to, ah ah. ah ha, no, ah," as Qing Songzi tightly embraced Feng Wu's body, sucking on her earlobe. He felt her body spasm, and her private parts gripped his penis even tighter. He immediately knew that Feng Wu... At the climax, after a few violent thrusts, he forcefully ejaculated a little semen...
A moment later, Qing Songzi released Feng Wu's delicate body, withdrew his penis from her private parts, and spat out her earlobe. Turning his head, he saw his stunningly beautiful junior sister, her eyes filled with despair and emptiness, a life worse than death, yet still alluring and captivating, her face flushed. He felt both heartache and resentment. Seeing Feng Wu like a soulless corpse, his heart was filled with unbearable sorrow, as if being cut by a knife. This was because he admired Feng Wu so much, and now, after their lovemaking, Feng Wu's expression filled him with immense grief, while simultaneously fueling his jealousy and resentment towards Long Yan... Qing
Songzi's sorrowful gaze suddenly shifted, turning icy cold. He thought to himself: "Feng Wu, I never expected you to despise me so much. Do you know how much I admire you? I would even sacrifice myself for you, but I don't want to see you living like this, worse than death." With that expression, why can't I? Long Yan got your body and soul. Since that's the case, then I won't just silently bless you anymore. Although I can't have your heart, I will have your body. In fact, Qing Songzi's inner thoughts were only a breath away. His heart was already scarred, and his thoughts had become extreme. He no longer looked at Feng Wu, moved his body down, and his head went under the covers... Then
the covers rose and fell slightly. Feng Wu, covered in sweat, her eyes brimming with tears, her face streaked with tears, her eyes filled with despair and emptiness, feeling like she was living a life worse than death, bit her lower lip tightly, and her tears flowed even faster. Her delicate hands under the covers gripped the covers tightly, and she was forced to endure the rubbing of her breasts and the sucking of her nipples...
After a moment, Qing Songzi got out of bed, put on his clothes, and looked at Feng Wu with icy eyes, lewdly saying, "Junior Sister Feng Wu, no..." "Thinking about how lewd you are, I won't tell anyone about this. But you can feel your husband, Long Yan. I'm waiting for him. I'm taking this underwear. If you want everyone to know about your lewdness, you'd better listen to me. I'm leaving. You'd better put your clothes on quickly, or it won't be good if someone sees you, haha." After Qing Songzi left, Feng Wu finally couldn't hold back anymore. She covered her mouth with her delicate hand and cried as if she were dying...
She cried for a long time when suddenly someone knocked on the door. Upon hearing that it was Ling Yao, Feng Wu panicked even more. She forced herself to be calm and told her to wait a moment. She quickly got up and found herself completely naked, covered in hickeys, her breasts covered in teeth marks and hickeys. Her breasts were red from being sucked, and a trace of mixed semen was flowing from her private parts. She saw several clumps of dried semen on the sheets, as well as the sheets that were damp from her previous vaginal discharge. She couldn't help but want to cry again, but she knew this wasn't the time. She suppressed her unbearable grief and used her spiritual power to circulate it according to the technique. Instantly, the hickeys and teeth marks on her body disappeared, her bright red nipples turned pink again, and a large amount of semen spurted from her private parts, dripping onto the bed…
A moment later, Feng Wu, dressed neatly, elegantly opened the door. Ling Yao saw that Feng Wu's face was slightly flushed, but found nothing unusual. She then took Feng Wu's delicate hand and led her to the place where they had been drinking the previous night…
Test, incest, masturbation
Chapter 46: Phoenix Sable
A few days later, after Long Yan escorted Long Ming and the others back to their family, he immediately took on some tasks and then rushed to the Holy Gate by flying boat…
Feng Wu and Long Jiaojiao began preparing for their wedding that very day, and the… Ren Longming and Feng Yingying, hand in hand, traveled to their usual haunts...
In this short period, they experienced the dangers of the ruins. Amidst escape and battle, their initially naive minds began to mature rapidly. Furthermore, within the ruins, Longming, besides engaging in dual cultivation with Feng Yingying, also had intimate encounters with other beautiful women like Zi Xinyao, Hu Mei, Situ Ling'er, and Shangguan Yun. His previously unwavering love for Feng Yingying began to waver. Feng Yingying, due to her vulnerability in the ruins, was attacked by a sword, giving him an opportunity to take advantage of her and lose her innocence. Not only that, but after their dual cultivation, the sword, taking advantage of her grief and inability to resist, deliberately dispelled the formation, allowing her beloved Longming, Zi Xinyao, and Shangguan Yun to witness it. At that moment, she truly didn't want to live anymore, but fortunately, Longming comforted her and, upon returning to the Holy Sect, engaged in dual cultivation with her daily, which saved her. The thought of suicide was abandoned, but it also matured her naive mindset... Although
she hadn't been away from her family for long, it felt like a century had passed; there was a sense of things having changed. Long Ming, holding Feng Yingying, sat on the grass, gazing at the clear lake not far away, their eyes somewhat lost in thought. It wasn't until much later that they came to their senses, naturally looking down at each other. When they saw the love and affection in each other's eyes, they naturally began to kiss passionately...
Their kiss grew more intense, their lips pressed tightly together, their tongues intertwining passionately, their saliva mingling and being swallowed. After kissing for a full incense stick's time, Long Ming took further action, pressing Feng Yingying down onto the grass while still kissing her. Feng Yingying didn't struggle at all, instead wrapping her arms around the back of Long Ming's neck, responding passionately, her eyes filled with spring, her gaze hazy. Admiration...
As Feng Yingying lay on the grass, pinned down by Long Ming, their kiss deepened with even more passion. While kissing, Long Ming began to undress them. A few breaths later, Feng Yingying's clothes were undone, her bra pulled up to her collarbone, revealing her full, firm breasts. Her long skirt wasn't pulled up, and her panties were pulled down, hanging on her small, delicate right foot. Her own clothes were undone, her pants and panties pulled down to her knees...
Feng Yingying felt a chill run through her body, knowing clearly that although she was still dressed, she was practically naked. However, she wasn't shy; instead, she felt joy and desire. She actively spread her long, beautiful legs, her delicate hands grasping Long Ming's erect penis and inserting it into her wet, lustful opening...
"Ah..." As the penis thrust forcefully, their lips parted in perfect unison, and both let out a comfortable moan...
"Brother Ming, I love you, give it to me..." Feng Yingying felt her secret place filled with the penis, swollen and full, incredibly comfortable. Feeling one with her lover, Feng Yingying's face flushed red, her eyes half-closed, hazy and alluring, her delicate hands encircling Long Ming's neck, her red lips exhaling a seductive plea...
"We're getting married and you still call me Brother Ming? You should call me husband. If you call me that again, I'll spank you, you understand...?" Long Ming felt his penis tightly enveloped by her secret place, experiencing a wonderfully comfortable pleasure. Looking at the stunningly beautiful, pure, and noble Feng Yingying, his eyes were filled with adoration and affection as he whispered...
"I understand, husband, um... husband, love me... I want it, um..." Feng Yingying felt both moved and happy, and pleaded again, moaning softly...
"My wife, I love you," Long Ming said passionately upon hearing Feng Yingying's second request for pleasure. He then lowered his head to kiss her red lips, and his penis began to thrust in and out…
"Slap slap slap," the sounds of the impact grew faster and louder…
"Mmm…" Feng Yingying's face flushed crimson, her delicate hands encircling the back of Long Ming's neck, her eyes watery and dreamy, filled with ecstasy. Her red lips responded willingly, her legs, spread apart, lifted and hovering, swaying with the thrusts of his penis, her slender legs actively welcoming the large hands that kneaded her…
The once beautiful scene had now become alluringly spring-like, making one's blood boil. Months ago, in the same place, Long Ming and Feng Yingying, innocent and carefree, kissed here, suppressing their desires and unable to engage in dual cultivation because they were not yet old enough. However, today they were old enough and had already enjoyed dual cultivation. Now, they no longer needed to suppress their desires, and they engaged in dual cultivation right by the lake. Nearby, the slightly intelligent spirit beasts watched curiously from afar.
As the sun set, Long Ming and Feng Yingying had already left half an hour earlier, and the surrounding spirit beasts had mostly dispersed. However, just then, a purple spirit weasel stealthily spotted the spot where Long Ming and Feng Yingying had just cultivated together. It pressed its nose against the grass, sniffing intently. After a few breaths, the weasel grinned, revealing its considerable intelligence. Looking at the still-wet, foul-smelling white liquid on the grass, the weasel's large eyes blinked a few times before it opened its mouth and swallowed the white semen along with the grass. Immediately after swallowing, the weasel felt a surge of heat in its stomach. A surge of pure, powerful spiritual energy forcefully elevated her two minor cultivation levels. A moment later, the spirit sable suddenly transformed into a stunningly beautiful woman in a purple dress, possessing an alluring and captivating appearance, and a noble air, somewhat resembling Feng Yingying. The spirit sable looked at herself, feeling quite satisfied. After a moment's contemplation, it transformed back into a spirit sable and vanished…
The next day, Long Ming and Feng Yingying continued their stroll near their clan's territory. Suddenly, Feng Yingying spotted a purple spirit sable and exclaimed joyfully, “Husband, look! That spirit sable is so beautiful!”
"Hmm, indeed quite nice. Since my wife likes it, I'll catch one and give it to you as a pet..." Long Ming glanced at it, then looked at the delighted Feng Yingying, and said gently. He then moved swiftly to the spirit sable's side, bent down, and picked it up before flashing back to Feng Yingying's clothes...
"Hmm, these spirit sables have good cultivation, and they even possess the bloodline of the ancient purple sable. If the world fully recovers, they might be able to activate their bloodline, become a demon king, and perhaps even ascend to the immortal realm..." Long Ming examined the spirit sable and exclaimed in amazement.
"What, husband, are you serious? Let me see..." Feng Yingying exclaimed with delight...
Just as Feng Yingying reached out to take the spirit sable, its purple eyes flashed, then it lowered its head and bit Long Ming's finger. Long Ming felt a sharp pain in his finger and instinctively threw the spirit sable to the ground.
After landing, the spirit sable instantly transformed into human form. It then bit its finger, forming a mysterious hand seal and muttering a few words. A drop of blood flew from Long Ming's bleeding finger, and a drop from the spirit sable's bleeding finger as well. Immediately afterward, Long Ming's blood seeped into the spirit sable's forehead, and the spirit sable's blood into Long Ming's forehead. Feng Yingying was momentarily stunned. When she realized what was happening, she looked at the spirit sable, which resembled her somewhat, raised her delicate finger, and angrily demanded, "What are your intentions? Why did you form a master-servant contract with my husband without reason…?"
Long Ming also suddenly realized what was happening. Now, his face was filled with coldness. He glanced at the spirit sable, somewhat taken aback, because the spirit sable and Feng Yingying looked remarkably alike, almost like sisters. But he ignored that for now and coldly asked, "Speak…" " What do you mean? Why have you suddenly become my master? What is it that makes you willing to give your life to me?"
The spirit sable immediately knelt on the ground, head bowed, eyes burning with fervor, her heart filled with extreme excitement. On the surface, she respectfully replied, "Reporting to my master, I have actually lived here all along. Since childhood, I have secretly observed you. However, I have absolutely no intention of harming you. The reason I observed you is because you inherited the bloodline of the Dragon God, and the bloodline is extremely pure. The reason I am willing to give my life to you is because I want to use your bloodline to cultivate the legendary Dragon-Sable-Phoenix Body. Therefore, in order to make you believe me, I had no choice but to resort to this tactic. I hope you will forgive me and grant my request..."
Upon hearing this, Feng Yingying's expression immediately changed, and she asked curiously, "What is the Dragon-Sable-Phoenix Body?" Knowing that they would need Feng Yingying's help in the future, the Spirit Sable quickly explained, "
Reporting to Mistress, the Dragon-Sable-Phoenix Body is the strongest physique among us Spirit Sables. Once mastered, it is far more powerful than the legendary Immortal Spirit Sable Body. However, the requirements for cultivating the Dragon-Sable-Phoenix Body are extremely demanding. One must have the bloodlines of the Dragon God and the Phoenix to have a chance of success. Because I already know that Master and Mistress will soon be married, and since your bloodlines are the purest in the entire Dragon God and Phoenix families, I originally intended to be even stronger before seeking a partner. However, I fear that by then, your bloodlines will not be as pure as Master's, and I don't know how long it will take. Therefore, I don't want to miss this opportunity. I am willing to try even if it means becoming a servant. I hope Master will grant my request..."
Long Ming and Feng Yingying listened... Completely shocked, they hadn't imagined there could be a physique even more powerful than the Immortal Sable Body. They knew that any sable possessing the Immortal Sable Body, unless they died young, would definitely have the strength to ascend to the Immortal Realm. However, the thought of having a chance made them both regretful and conflicted, and they breathed a sigh of relief. The Dragon-Sable-Phoenix Body was too powerful. The two exchanged glances and secretly discussed their options. Finally, considering that Long Ming held her life in his hands, and that success would mean gaining another peerless expert, no one would refuse such a thing…
After accepting the sable, Feng Yingying looked at the sable before her, who resembled her quite a bit, like a twin, and said in a disgruntled voice, "Why did you become like this? People who don't know better would think you're my sister! I won't allow you to use this form! You have to change into something else!!" "
Ling Diao was extremely dissatisfied upon hearing this, but she knew it would cause a lot of misunderstanding. However, she couldn't change her appearance anymore, because to cultivate the Dragon-Dragon-Dragon-Phoenix Body, one must first consume the life essence of a support person, and semen contains life essence. After consuming it, Ling Diao would become similar in appearance to the support person, which was one of the drawbacks. Helpless, Ling Diao could only say, 'Mistress, due to cultivating the Dragon-Dragon-Dragon-Phoenix Body, my appearance is fixed and cannot be changed...'
Feng Yingying was dumbfounded upon hearing this, and couldn't help but turn to look at Long Ming and say sweetly, 'Husband, what should we do...'
Long Ming looked at Ling Diao and Feng Yingying, and then laughed, 'Haha, since you can't change, so be it. I think it's quite good. You two are like twin sisters. Oh, by the way, Ling Diao, how about you be called Phoenix Diao from now on? Haha.'" Before Feng Yingying could speak, Ling Diao hurriedly said, "Thank you, Master, for bestowing this name upon me.
From now on, I will be called Feng Diao..." Feng Yingying protested, "Husband, I don't care, I don't want to..."
Knowing that she would have to rely on Feng Yingying in the future, Feng Diao suppressed her dissatisfaction and said, "Don't worry, Mistress, unless necessary, I will always act in my true form and will not transform into human form..."
Seeing this, Long Ming turned to look at Feng Yingying and said, "Wife, look how understanding Feng Diao is. Wouldn't it be good for you to have another little sister? Alright, that's settled then." Seeing this, Feng Yingying felt she was being petty and not generous enough, but she also felt wronged. It was clearly Feng Diao's fault, yet now it seemed like she was in the wrong. Seeing that Feng Diao knew there was no way to change things now, she had no choice but to accept it. Finally, she said sweetly, "Since my husband says so, and Feng Diao, you can't change your appearance, then forget it. I won't ask you to transform into a human when necessary. If anyone asks what our relationship is, just say you're my sister. Here, I want to warn you, you can't seduce my husband. I have no other requests..."
Upon hearing this, Feng Diao's expression changed, and she quickly said, "Mistress, Feng Diao promises not to seduce Master, but the Dragon-Diao-Phoenix Body needs Master to inject your mixed semen into my body, and only by fusing with me can I cultivate..."
Feng Yingying and Long Ming exclaimed in unison, "What?!"
Feng Yingying panicked upon hearing this and loudly refused, "So you mean you want to cultivate with your husband? In that case, you should give up cultivating the Dragon-Sable-Phoenix Body. I absolutely will not allow it..." Long
Ming looked at Feng Diao with a strange expression and said, "Indeed, Feng Diao, your request is really difficult..."
Feng Diao panicked and said anxiously, "Master, I know this is very difficult for you and Mistress, but I only need it a few times, and then I don't need it anymore. Please, Master and Mistress, grant my request..." Feng Yingying
's face turned ugly, and she said coldly, "What do you mean only a few times? Let me tell you, I won't let you cultivate with your husband even once." After saying that, Long Ming's thick and long penis appeared in her mind, and her face turned red. She said shyly, "Besides, my husband is exceptionally talented. You can't just say you don't want it anymore. So I absolutely will not allow it. Give up..."
Upon hearing this, Feng Diao's eyes flashed with a sharp light. Knowing that Feng Yingying was resolute, he had no choice but to offer some tangible benefits. So he said, "I understand. It is indeed difficult for the mistress to accept this. Alright, since that's the case, how about I use your Phoenix Clan's lost cultivation method of the 'Heavenly Phoenix Immortal Body' in exchange for the opportunity to cultivate with my master?"
At this, Long Ming and Feng Yingying exclaimed in surprise, "What? You have the cultivation method of the 'Heavenly Phoenix Immortal Body'...?"
Feng Yingying's face flushed with joy and excitement. She said anxiously, "You're telling the truth? Then quickly pass on the method to me..."
Long Ming also asked with surprise, "Feng..." "Miao, are you telling the truth?!"
Feng Diao replied firmly, "Master, what Diao said is all true, but I want to exchange it for the opportunity to cultivate with you..."
Upon hearing this, Feng Yingying became anxious and threatened, "Feng Diao, you must pass on the method to me right now, or I will have my husband kill you..."
Feng Diao shook her head and said, word by word, "That's right, Master can kill me, but you won't get the method. If Mistress doesn't agree, I would rather be killed by Master than hand over the method. Moreover, Mistress, don't even think about asking the family's experts to search my soul to try to get the method. My soul has already been sealed." "If my soul is searched, my soul will be annihilated..."
Feng Yingying was extremely anxious and angry upon seeing this, but she was helpless. So she turned to Long Ming and said, "Husband, you must help me..."
Long Ming listened and looked at Feng Diao in a deep voice, "Feng Diao, do you really have to go to such lengths..."
Feng Diao looked at Long Ming and said seriously, "Master, I am willing to risk my life and become a servant. Why? For the sake of obtaining supreme power. So, Master, do you think I will compromise?"
Long Ming and Feng Yingying were both moved. Indeed, Feng Diao could only remain hidden, become stronger, and then cultivate the Dragon Diao Phoenix Body. Not having to become a slave, her life in someone else's hands, Long Ming turned to look at Feng Yingying, and secretly transmitted his voice, "Wife, you saw and heard it yourself, Feng Diao is very determined. Don't force her for now, think of a way slowly..."
Feng Yingying thought for a moment, and transmitted her voice, "I understand, let's do as my husband says."
Then Long Ming said gently, "Feng Diao, how about this, this matter is very important to us and to you, let's not talk about it for now, okay?"
Feng Diao listened, thought for a moment, and nodded, "Okay. Whatever Master says, Diao Nu will do...
" After saying that, she transformed back into her original form and jumped into Long Ming's arms.
Long Ming and Feng Yingying exchanged a glance, and then Long Ming carried Feng Diao back to the family...? That evening
, Feng Yingying returned to her clan and told Feng Wu and her mother, Long Jiaojiao, about the incident. They were overjoyed and rushed to find the Grand Elder. Soon after, all the elders of the Feng clan arrived at the meeting hall. The Grand Elder asked Feng Yingying to repeat herself in front of everyone. After she finished speaking, many people pondered and decided to search her soul first. A quarter of an hour later, the Grand Elder imprisoned Feng Diao and brought her back to the meeting hall. However, Feng Diao knew that the Feng clan would do this, so she showed no panic when she was captured and did not struggle when the Grand Elder searched her soul. After a night of turmoil, everyone in the Feng clan knew that what Feng Diao said was true. Several times, they almost triggered the restrictions and destroyed her soul.
After the Phoenix Clan released the Phoenix Sable, the First Elder, after some consideration, said, "As everyone knows, the Phoenix Sable is probably not lying. She already possesses the strongest cultivation method lost by our clan, the 'Heavenly Phoenix Immortal Body.' Furthermore, if she can cultivate the 'Dragon Sable Phoenix Body,' as she claims, then she will definitely become an unparalleled powerhouse, with the potential to ascend to the Immortal Realm. In this way, if we win her over, we will not only obtain the strongest 'Heavenly Phoenix Immortal Body' cultivation method, but our clan will also gain another stunningly powerful expert..."
After he finished speaking, almost all the elders nodded in agreement with excited expressions. Seeing this, the First Elder turned to look at the displeased Feng Yingying and said kindly, "Yingying, I know this will make you feel wronged, but you must know that Long Ming is exceptionally talented and destined for greatness. For a powerful person, having multiple wives and concubines is quite normal." "This also concerns the future of the family, Yingying. On behalf of the entire Phoenix Clan, I beg you to grant Feng Diao's request..."
After the First Elder finished speaking, all the elders pleaded with Feng Yingying. Feng Yingying looked around, thinking that Long Ming would eventually marry Zi Xinyao and the others, and finally nodded in agreement: "I understand, I will grant Feng Diao's request..."
When Long Ming saw Feng Diao return with a pale face, he quickly went over to help her into the room and sit down, his face full of guilt, and said: "Feng Diao, I'm sorry. If you want to blame someone, blame me..."
Feng Diao looked at Long Ming, raised her delicate hand to gently pinch his handsome face, and said weakly: "Master, you don't need to apologize. Actually, I foresaw this when I revealed the method to possess the 'Heavenly Phoenix Immortal Body,' but I still think it's worth it. As long as I can be with Master forever, even if it's hard, it's worth it..."
"After saying that, Feng Diao lowered her head and kissed Long Ming's lips...
Long Ming was stunned. It wasn't because Feng Diao was a spirit sable; in fact, a fox spirit was a spirit fox. As a cultivator, he didn't care about anything. Any spirit beast that could transform into human form already belonged to him. In addition, as a descendant of the Dragon God, when his cultivation reached a high level, he also transformed into a dragon, leaving behind human form. Actually, it was only because human form was in harmony with the Heavenly Dao, making cultivation more convenient. Otherwise, those spirit beasts wouldn't be willing to transform...
Long Ming didn't expect Feng Diao to be so proactive and bold. Feeling the softness and fragrance of her lips, he couldn't help himself for a moment, and hugged Feng Diao tightly with both hands." The kiss began...
Feng Diao's kiss was awkward, but Long Ming's was exceptionally skillful. In no time, the once-initiated Feng Diao was taken over by Long Ming. Feng Diao felt waves of pleasure from the kiss, her pale face flushed, her eyes hazy with desire, her red lips responding hesitantly...
After a few moments, Long Ming grabbed Feng Diao's belt and pulled, instantly loosening her clothes. Then, while still kissing her, he pressed her down onto the bed. The bed curtains were drawn, obscuring the view...
A few breaths later, one purple dress after another, a green tube top, white underwear, white clothes, pants, etc., were thrown out from the bed.
The Dragon God bloodline grants extraordinary energy, unlike that of ordinary people. Dragons are inherently lustful, and Long Ming, possessing the pure bloodline of the Dragon God, naturally inherited this lustful nature. Therefore, he has little resistance to dual cultivation. However, he certainly wouldn't engage in dual cultivation with just any woman; it had to be an absolute beauty…
Chapter 47: Dream Demon
On the large bed, Long Ming pressed down on the stunningly beautiful and alluring Feng Diao, whose noble temperament was in no way inferior to Feng Yingying. The two were completely naked, passionately kissing each other. Since Feng Diao had already entered into a master-servant contract, Long Ming was incredibly… Don't worry, she won't harm me. After all, if I die, she'll die too…
After a moment, Long Ming took further action. He withdrew his large hand, then placed one hand on Feng Diao's full breasts and kneaded them, while the other hand covered and caressed her private parts. He immediately felt that Feng Diao's breasts were full, soft, and elastic, and her large nipples were already erect. Her private parts were also flowing with a trace of love fluid. Long Ming felt that Feng Diao's body was very sensitive. With each caress and kneading, her body would tremble involuntarily. He felt very excited and couldn't help but use his mysterious techniques for controlling women…
"Mmm... Mmm, ah, ah ah, Master, ah ah, no, Slave, ah, I can't take it, ah ah...
" At that moment, Feng Diao felt an unusually comfortable, wonderful tingling, itchy pleasure coming from her breasts and private parts. Her delicate body trembled involuntarily, and at the same time, she felt an unbearable itch in her private parts. Her flower core was uncontrollably flowing with hot current. She turned her head to get away from Long Ming's lips, her face flushed, her eyes filled with spring, hazy and thirsty, her red lips half-open as she breathed out a sweet moan...
"Ah... Master... Ah, I can't take it anymore... Ah!" Long Ming ignored Feng Diao and buried his head in her neck, kissing her long neck passionately. At the same time, he increased the intensity of his kisses, rubbing and caressing her. In just a few moments, the sensitive Feng Diao's body convulsed, her face flushed, and she tightly hugged Long Ming with her delicate hands. Her long, sexy legs involuntarily rose and spread wide apart, her buttocks slightly raised, her eyes watery and hazy. An indescribable, ineffable pleasure emanated from her secret place, a pleasure that made her soul sink into oblivion.
Long Ming felt a gush of lustful fluid gushing from her private parts, soaking his hands. Unable to endure it any longer, he straightened his body and looked down at Feng Diao. Feng Diao was indeed a stunning beauty; not only was her face alluring and captivating, but her figure was also incredibly sexy and seductive. Her skin was snow-white and delicate, her breasts full and firm, a tempting cherry-pink, her waist slender and easily encircled, her hands translucent, her legs long and sexy, her pubic hair soft and thick, her private parts pink and without any eversion…
Long Ming, holding his hard, thick, long penis, slowly thrust it into her wet private parts. Feng Diao felt a hot, thick object entering her private parts and was immediately startled. Looking down, she immediately saw Long Ming's menacing, thick, long penis. Her face flushed red with embarrassment, her eyes somewhat… Fear, yet a strange contradiction of desire...
As the penis thrust deeper, her private parts were forcibly stretched, the pain intensifying. Feng Diao's face paled, her brows furrowed, her expression contorted with pain and fear in her eyes. Her delicate hands gripped the sheets tightly. Suddenly, she saw Long Ming thrust forcefully, his penis fully penetrating her. Then, involuntarily, she tilted her head back, her eyes wide, her face pale, her eyes filled with pain and agony. With all her might, she tore at the sheets, her body tense and stiff, her red lips parted, and she screamed in agony from the tearing pain in her private parts: "Ah, it hurts so much, ah, Master, it really hurts, ah..."
Long Ming felt the tight embrace of his penis from her private parts, a pleasurable, wonderful sensation. He lay on top of Feng Diao's body and said gently, "Diao Nu, just bear with it, it will stop hurting soon..."
"After saying that, he buried his head in his neck and kissed her passionately, while using his techniques to rub her breasts with his large hands, his penis remaining still for the moment...
"Ah, Master, ah, I want it, ah, please, Master, give it to me quickly, ah, ah..." "Not long after, the pain was swallowed by the renewed lust, feeling her swollen and itchy secret place. Feng Diao actively twisted her body, her face flushed again, her eyes brimming with desire, her gaze pleading, tilting her head back...
"Slap slap slap," the sounds of impact slowly began, then gradually grew faster and louder...
"Oh, it hurts, oh, Master, be gentle, oh, it hurts... oh, oh..."
"Oh, Master, oh, be gentle, oh, it's too fast, oh, Diao can't take it, oh, oh..."
"Ah, Master, Diao can't take it anymore, ah..."
The sounds of sucking and greedy swallowing echoed in the room. The arousing scene on the large bed was obscured by the bed curtains, and could only be vaguely seen.
Meanwhile, the elders of the Phoenix Clan and the Dragon God Clan sat together discussing the matter of the Phoenix Sable. The Dragon God Clan readily agreed to such a good thing, and both clans had been trying to win over the Phoenix Sable…
Around noon, Feng Yingying arrived at Long Ming's room. She found it locked, but upon pushing it open, she discovered it wasn't. Entering, she saw that the floor in front of the large bed was covered in a chaotic mess of clothes. The bed was partially obscured by a bed curtain, but she could vaguely see Long Ming lying flat on the bed, with the stunningly beautiful and alluring Phoenix Sable sitting on top of him. Phoenix Sable was tilting her head back, her hands pressing against her full breasts, rubbing them herself. Her lower body was constantly rising and falling, and Long Ming's hands gripped her slender waist, responding to each thrust…
Upon seeing this, Feng Yingying's mind went completely blank. Her already heavy heart finally overwhelmed her, and she burst into tears, crying, “Waaah, Long Ming, I hate you so much! Waaah…” After finishing, she turned and left, crying sadly...
However, she didn't know that Long Ming had used his magic to create a soundproof barrier near the bed, fearing that Feng Diao's moans would be too loud and overheard. Neither Long Ming nor Feng Diao heard her. Seeing Feng Yingying, the two were now enjoying their lovemaking. Feng Diao let out a wanton moan: "Oh, Master, it feels so good, oh, oh." Feng Yingying cried as she left the clan, flying around aimlessly until she reached the lakeside. She sat on the grass and cried bitterly: "Waaah, Long Ming, I hate you so much. Waaah..."
Before she knew it, the sun had set, the stars were twinkling, and the bright moon shone with a cold light that illuminated the earth. Feng Yingying stopped crying and lay on the grass, gazing absently at the starry sky, recalling her moments with Long Ming. Unconsciously, Feng Yingying closed her eyes and fell asleep. However, being a cultivator, she wasn't afraid of the cold.
A moment later, a cloud of black mist suddenly appeared in the distance, slowly drifting towards the sleeping Feng Yingying. Soon, the mist enveloped her, a wisp of it entering her nose. Feng Yingying, who had been sensing she was about to wake up, suddenly stopped and continued sleeping…
Suddenly, the mist condensed into a ball, then transformed into a jet-black robe. The robe opened, revealing a pale-skinned, handsome man with fangs, a dreamlike appearance…
The dreamlike man looked down at Feng Yingying, thinking to himself, “The apple of the Phoenix Clan’s eye, truly stunning and captivating.” The dreamlike man
calmly helped the sleeping Feng Yingying, whose brows were furrowed as she struggled to wake up, and smiled slightly, saying, “Hehe, as expected of a celestial beauty. But even so, you’ve been poisoned by my Dream Smoke; you can’t just wake up so easily…
” With that, the dreamlike man opened his mouth wide and bit down on Feng Yingying’s neck.
With a low, muffled "plop," the Dream Demon's fangs severed Feng Yingying's artery. At the same moment, Feng Yingying's eyes snapped open, the light slowly fading until they were dull and empty. Throughout the entire process, Feng Yingying seemed oblivious, offering no resistance whatsoever…
After sucking a few mouthfuls of blood, the Dream Demon removed his grip on Feng Yingying's neck. Feng Yingying's eyes remained dull and empty; she stared blankly at the Dream Demon. In reality, Feng Yingying's soul had already entered the Dream Demon's dream. In the dream, she suddenly awoke, sat up in bed, and was transported back to when she first arrived at the Holy Gate. She examined her body with a face full of astonishment and confusion… Still a virgin, she was both surprised and delighted, mistakenly believing that everything that had happened during that time was a dream…
The dream-like man said with a face full of intoxication, “Ah, so sweet, this is the best blood I’ve ever tasted in my life.” After saying that, looking at the stunningly beautiful, holy and noble Feng Yingying who was staring blankly at him, he couldn’t help but laugh, “Hehe, originally I planned to have some fun and then drain your blood, but you are so beautiful, how could I be so heartless and cruel as to destroy a flower? In addition, you possess the bloodline of the phoenix, a rare constitution, so I have decided to spare your life, but you must give birth to my child…”
After the dream-like man finished speaking, he laid Feng Yingying flat on the grass. A pale, large hand grabbed her belt and pulled, then separated her loose clothes, removed her bra and tossed it aside, finally throwing away her panties. As her skirt rose, her body trembled slightly, and her clothes suddenly transformed into black mist, which then spread out…
Within the black mist, the naked, dreamlike man pressed down on Feng Yingying's delicate body. At that moment, Feng Yingying's dull, empty eyes suddenly regained their light, though a layer of black mist clung to them. Feng Yingying's face flushed crimson, shy and bashful, her eyes filled with spring-like desire, hazy with longing and yearning, as she said coyly, "Brother Ming, don't look, it's so embarrassing…"
The dreamlike man smiled slightly. He lowered his head and kissed Feng Yingying's red lips. Feng Yingying, lost in a dream, recalled the time when they were preparing to enter the ruins and went to a hotel in town. Her eyes were blinded by black mist, and she saw that the dream-like man in front of her was Long Ming. Feeling her lover "Long Ming" kissing her, she was overjoyed and took the initiative to raise her delicate hands to hug the back of "Long Ming's" neck, responding passionately...
Their lips pressed together, their tongues intertwined, their saliva mixed and swallowed. The two embraced and kissed passionately for a long time, completely naked. The dream-like man saw a further movement and kneaded her firm, full, and soft breasts with one hand while caressing her private parts.
Lost in a dreamlike illusion where reality and fantasy intertwined, Feng Yingying was completely bewildered. Feeling the "Dragon's Shadow" caressing and kneading her body, she felt a mixture of joy, shyness, and longing. She proactively spread her long, sexy legs, preparing to truly unite with her lover…
A moment later, the dream-enchanting man felt the flow of lustful fluid from her secret place. Her cherry-like nipples hardened, and he straightened his body, holding his hard, erect penis, and thrust it forcefully into her moist opening…
"Ah!" Feng Yingying jerked her head back, her face flushed, her expression one of pure pleasure, her eyes filled with enjoyment. She wondered why it didn't hurt, but before she could think further, the penis began to thrust in and out of her secret place. Now she no longer thought about it, only wanting to fully enjoy her "first" dual cultivation pleasure with her lover…
The sounds of "slap slap slap," the "slap slap slap," grew faster and louder...
The dream-like man thrust in and out, his head buried in sucking on the firm, tender cherry-like nipples, while kneading the full, sacred breasts. He thought to himself, "I never expected that the Phoenix Clan's pearl, who looks so pure, would be so loose down there. Is it because my manhood isn't big enough, or has she already had dual cultivation with many men? But I've also defiled many young women, and none of them have been this loose down there. She must be two-faced, secretly having dual cultivation with many men. Hmph, but whatever, since I've made up my mind, I won't change it. Even if you're a slut who's been tasted by countless men, I'll never change..."
"Ah, ah, ah, Brother Ming, ah, ah, faster, ah, harder, ah, ah," Feng Yingying, blinded by the illusion, felt it wasn't as wonderful as she had imagined. She vaguely remembered that dual cultivation was extremely comfortable, wonderful, but blinded, she thought it was just her imagination. So she couldn't help but tilt her head back, her face flushed, her delicate hands stroking the head that was sucking her nipple, her eyes watery and hazy, moaning softly.
After a few moments of thrusting, Feng Yingying felt the pleasure from her secret place was unusually insufficient. Suddenly remembering the dual cultivation technique she had learned, she used it without hesitation. Instantly, her secret place tightened, tightly enveloping the penis. Then, as the penis thrust in and out, the pleasure suddenly increased...
"Ah, ah, ah, ah, Brother Ming, ah, so comfortable, ah, ah, ah," Feng Yingying felt a tingling sensation in her secret place. A tingling, comfortable, and wonderful pleasure washed over her, but it still felt like it wasn't enough. Even after using the dual cultivation technique, it was still the same, but it was still very comfortable, so she let it go. Her face was full of enjoyment, her eyes glazed over as she fully indulged in the experience…
After an incense stick's time, the Dream Demon felt he was about to climax, but seeing that Feng Yingying hadn't, he bit her neck again, sucking her blood, while his penis thrust in and out frantically. The next second, Feng Yingying, who hadn't shown any signs of climaxing, felt an unusual tingling sensation in her private parts, and then knew she was about to climax. She couldn't help but tightly hug "Long Ming" with her delicate hands, her face flushed, her eyes watery and glazed over, intoxicated, her
red lips parted as she let out an alluring moan: "Ah ah, ah ha, ah ah… Brother Ming, ah ah, ah ha, I can't take it anymore, ah…" At the same time, the Dream Demon thrust his penis forcefully and stopped. Just then, the Dream Demon left Feng Yingying's neck… He whispered in her ear, "Give birth to our child..."
Lost in the illusion, Feng Yingying saw her lover, "Long Ming," ask if she was willing to bear his child. She immediately nodded, "Brother Ming, I'm willing."
The next second, Feng Yingying's body convulsed. Using a dual cultivation technique, her flower opened, and simultaneously, a large amount of semen shot into her secret place. Feng Yingying's face flushed, her delicate hands tightly embracing her lover, her eyes glazed and watery. The yin semen gushing from her secret place and the semen that entered were absorbed by her flower, causing Feng Yingying's convulsions to intensify. She let out a comfortable moan, "Ah, so hot..."
Soon after, the sounds of "slap slap slap" and "ah ah, ah ha, ah ha" echoed. However, the black mist thickened further, making it impossible to see inside from the outside; only these alluring mixed sounds could be heard.
Time slowly passed, and every so often from within the black mist, Feng Yingying's high-pitched, pleasurable moans of climax echoed. After three such episodes, the moans and sounds of impact ceased.
A moment later, the black mist transformed back into clothes, which were now on the body of the dreamlike demon man. He looked down at her, her eyes closed as she slept soundly, her clothes parted, revealing her snow-white body. Her face was flushed, filled with happiness and satisfaction. Two bloody holes adorned her neck, two glaring bloodstains on her snow-white skin. Her breasts were covered in finger marks and hickeys, her nipples sucked until bright red. Her skirt was pulled up to her stomach, her long legs spread wide, revealing her pink, everted vulva, from which drops of mixed white semen oozed. Her lips were swollen and red. The stunningly beautiful, holy, and noble Feng Yingying... Ying, whose originally pale face was now flushed, her eyes filled with reluctance, lingering affection, and a satisfied yet reluctant expression. Finally, she sighed and said, "Alas, if I weren't a dream demon, my cultivation progress would be so difficult. If I were stronger than you—no, stronger than the Grand Elder of your entire Phoenix Clan—I would truly want to propose marriage to your family. Alas, but even then, I doubt you would leave your Ming-gege. I now understand that your lower body's looseness isn't due to excessive dual cultivation with many men, but rather because your Ming-gege's manhood is simply exceptionally gifted. I think even the most resolute will..." "Goddess, even after just one dual cultivation session with your brother Ming, I was conquered. And judging from your situation, your brother Ming possesses extremely advanced dual cultivation techniques. Sigh, forget it, I know there's no chance, so I won't force it. Consider today a romantic encounter. But I'll never forget you in this lifetime, sigh," he said, recalling the intense pleasure they had just shared. He felt incredibly defeated. Aside from the first time he used his technique of sucking blood to bring Feng Yingying to orgasm simultaneously, his pride wouldn't allow him to do that again. So he thrust with all his might. Even though Feng Yingying used the dual cultivation secrets to tightly wrap around his penis, he only managed to bring her to orgasm once every two of his orgasms. Moreover, he had exhausted all his strength. By the end, he had orgasmed a total of seven times, while Feng Yingying had only orgasmed four times. When it was over, Feng Yingying wanted one last time, but he was already exhausted. Then Feng Yingying fell into a deep sleep...
The Dream Demon looked deeply at Feng Yingying, then her clothes transformed into black mist, and she slowly drifted away...
Time passed, the stars in the sky disappeared, and the bright moon set. As dawn approached and darkness fell, the temperature dropped. Lying on the grass, fast asleep in the open, Feng Yingying felt a chill. She instinctively turned her head, her blurry hands reaching out to grab a blanket for warmth, but after a few moments, she found nothing. She slightly opened her blurry eyes—eyes capable of seeing in the dark—and immediately realized she was in the wild. Startled, she became more alert, but then remembered falling asleep without realizing it the night before. Before she could even breathe a sigh of relief, she suddenly felt an unusual coolness all over her body, as if she were naked. Looking down… Look, she immediately saw her clothes pulled apart, her bra removed, her body completely exposed. She also saw her breasts covered in finger marks, her skirt pulled up to her stomach, and something unusual about her private parts. At that moment, Feng Yingying's mind went completely blank, then she was overwhelmed with fear, terror, grief, and a feeling of being worse than dead. Her eyes widened, tears streaming down her face, and she screamed in utter despair, "Ah, no!" [Chapter 48: Deepest Affection, Extreme Love
Feng Yingying was utterly panicked, terrified, and felt a profound sense of utter despair. ] As if dead, overwhelmed with grief and tears of blood, she sat up and hurriedly grabbed the bra beside her to put it on. She truly couldn't understand how anyone with her strength could possess such power, allowing her to be raped without her even knowing it. However, recalling her erotic dream from the previous night, she began to suspect Long Ming, but then quickly dismissed the idea. Even if Long Ming wanted to rape her, he couldn't hide it from her senses, especially since she was likely Long Ming's wife, making such a despicable act even more probable. Therefore, she was definitely raped by a stranger. As Feng Yingying, her face pale and bloodless, finished dressing and was about to put on her clothes, she noticed a trace of semen still flowing from her private parts, a puddle of semen on the grass beneath her, and a slight swelling in her lower abdomen. Her face paled even more, filled with fear. She circulated her magic power…
The next second, Feng Yingying felt a large gush of liquid gushing from her vulva. The feeling was like the relief of finally being able to urinate after holding it in for a long time. She had never imagined it could be so pleasurable and wonderful. For a moment, she couldn't help but blush, her red lips parting slightly as she let out an alluring moan: "Ah…"
"But after the groans, Feng Yingying felt like she was dying, and had an impulse to end it all. Her rosy face turned ashen with despair, and her private parts suddenly opened slightly, spurting out a large amount of white semen onto the grass. The amount of semen was more than two wine glasses..."
Even though she was desperate, she knew she had to go back, otherwise she would be truly desperate if someone saw her. So she quickly put on her underwear and got up to leave. But as soon as she got up, everything went black, her head spun, and her steps became weak and unsteady. She struggled to stand up and then quickly looked inward and found that she had lost a lot of blood. However, she was a cultivator, not an ordinary person, and she would recover from this kind of blood loss in two or three days. Feng Yingying didn't want to waste any time and was terrified of being discovered. Tears of blood streamed down her face as she suppressed her dizziness and turned to fly away. But just then, someone suddenly appeared. It was none other than Feng Diao. Her mind went blank; despair and fear gripped her, her face turned deathly pale, and she involuntarily cried out, "Ah..." Startled,
Feng Diao snapped back to reality, her face flushed with shame and anger. Just as she was about to unleash a torrent of curses, she realized it was Feng Yingying. At first, she was puzzled, then her face filled with astonishment. Before her stood Feng Yingying, tears of blood streaming down her face, her clothes disheveled, her complexion abnormally pale. Moreover, due to her cultivation of the Dragon-Diao-Phoenix Body and her previous consumption of the mixture of Feng Yingying's and Long Ming's semen, she had a special affinity for this. Ying, her eyes darted behind Feng Yingying and she immediately spotted a large puddle of white semen on the grass, containing both Feng Yingying's scent and that of a strange man. Her face instantly changed, and she glared angrily at Feng Yingying, cursing, "You shameless slut! Your master loves you so much, yet you're having sex with another man right before your wedding! You deserve to die! I'll tell your master, so he can see your true colors..."
Feng Yingying was terrified, almost losing her mind. She immediately knelt down, tears streaming down her face, pleading desperately, "No, please don't tell my husband! I'll do anything you ask, just don't tell him!" Feng Diao's face was filled with disgust. Angrily pointing at Feng Yingying, he yelled, "Shut up! You have no right to call me 'Master's Husband'! You've done such a despicable, shameless, and disgusting thing, and you still want me to keep it a secret? I've never seen such a disgusting person before..."
Feng Yingying, tears streaming down her face, shook her head frantically, sobbing miserably as she explained, "Waaah, it's not what you think! Waaah, last night I saw you and Brother Ming cultivating together, and I couldn't accept it, so I came here. Waaah, I sat here for a long time, crying and reminiscing about my memories with Brother Ming. Waaah, it got dark, so I lay down and looked at the stars. Waaah, I just wanted to be alone then. Waaah, and then I fell asleep without realizing it. Waaah, when I woke up..." "Waaah, I just found out I've been raped, waaah... Please don't tell Brother Ming. Waaah..."
Feng Diao heard this and was completely incredulous, because Feng Yingying's words were too unconvincing. With her cultivation level, it was impossible for her to be raped without her noticing. At most, it was rape. However, seeing her in such a miserable state, she really didn't want to. But she and Long Ming were of one mind and had informed her immediately. So she snorted coldly: "Hmph, you don't need to explain to me. I informed Master immediately. You can explain to Master later..."
Feng Yingying heard this and was completely desperate. Now she had no worries. She took out her sword from her spatial ring and, without hesitation, drew the sword and stabbed it into her heart.
With a low, mournful "plop," Feng Diao watched as the sword pierced Feng Yingying's body, blood flowing from it. She hadn't expected Feng Yingying to be so resolute, but she felt Feng Yingying deserved to die—who told her to cultivate with a man other than her master? Just then, Long Ming flew in and saw her kneeling on the ground, her delicate hand gripping the hilt of the sword that pierced her body. His face was deathly pale. He rushed to Feng Yingying's side, utterly
terrified, and cried out, "Yingying, why are you so foolish? You have to hold on! I'll save you right now..." Blood trickled from the corner of Feng Yingying's mouth. She released the sword hilt, raised her hand to stroke her lover Long Ming's face, and seeing his utterly terrified expression, she weakly wept blood, saying, "Brother Ming, I'm truly content to see you one last time. I'm so sorry. Please don't save me. I have no face to face you. I've been violated by strangers time and time again. I'm no longer worthy to be your woman. Brother Ming, forget me. Find a woman worthy of your love. I will bless you both...
" With that, she closed her eyes and fainted.
Long Ming felt Feng Yingying's life force rapidly fading. He was filled with terror and horror. His face contorted with rage, his eyes bloodshot, and he roared at Feng Diao, "I told you not to tell Yingying! Did you dare come back? Feng Diao, I'm telling you, if Yingying dies, I'll make you die too..."
Feng Diao's face paled upon hearing this. He hurriedly explained, "Master, I didn't mean to. I didn't expect Mistress to be so resolute. She explained to me that she was sleeping here and was raped after waking up. I couldn't help myself and told you..."
Long Ming's face was contorted with rage, his eyes bloodshot, and tears streaming down his face as he roared, "If Yingying says so, then it's definitely true! You know her well, but he knows her better than anyone else! Yingying can't lose me!" "She's so afraid I'll leave her that she's willing to commit suicide. Feng Diao, you'd better pray Yingying is alright, or I'll make you disappear
without a trace..." Feng Diao was truly terrified upon seeing this. She hadn't expected Long Ming to love Feng Yingying so deeply, but her injuries were so severe that she was practically beyond saving. However, she then remembered that Feng Yingying possessed the Phoenix bloodline and could be reborn through Nirvana. But Nirvana wasn't something that could be achieved at will. However, she had found a way to activate it within the "Heavenly Phoenix Immortal Body," so she quickly said, "Master, I know how to activate the Phoenix Clan's Nirvana talent, but it will take some time. During this time, you must keep the Mistress alive..."
Long Ming was overjoyed upon hearing this and quickly said, "Get ready quickly! Even if I die, I will keep Yingying alive..."
"Having said that, he turned to look at Feng Yingying, whose breath was almost gone. Without hesitation, he knew that only a divine medicine could save her. But the divine medicine he had brought could only be used through a forbidden secret method, sacrificing his own lifespan to keep her from dying. He bit his finger, pressed it to Feng Yingying's forehead, and muttered the incantation...
Feng Yingying's dying life force suddenly stopped flowing. The next second, the unconscious Feng Yingying opened her blurry eyes and immediately saw Long Ming. She felt that she was already on the verge of death, so how could she still open her eyes? But then her face changed drastically, filled with terror and pain, because she felt that Long Ming's lifespan was rapidly decreasing. She finally..." Knowing that Long Ming was using his lifespan to prolong his life, and that stopping him would be futile, she was filled with immense pain, crying out in anguish, "Waaah, Brother Ming, no! Waaah, please don't continue! Waaah, your lifespan! Waaah!" Long Ming, seeing Feng Yingying awaken, couldn't help but shed tears, and for the first time, he cursed, "You still feel sorry for me? If that's the case, why didn't you wait for me and kill yourself? You are my woman, so you have no right to kill yourself unless I don't want you anymore. Now I still want you, so I won't let you die. Even if I die, I will die with you. Do you understand?"
Feng Yingying, upon hearing this, felt incredibly moved and happy, yet also filled with immense regret and heartache. She was utterly miserable. Sobbing, she cried, "Waaaaah, Brother Ming, waaaaah, I'm beyond saving, waaaaah, I really regret it so much, waaaaah, I really can't lose you, waaaaah, please don't continue, waaaaah!" Long Ming, tears streaming down his face, said gently, "Yingying, don't cry. You can still save her. Feng Diao can activate your Nirvana talent, you'll be alright. She's preparing now. If it doesn't work, the three of us will die together. I won't let you be alone..." After
saying this, Long Ming felt his lifespan had already disappeared by more than a hundred years, and now he only had a hundred years left. But now he wasn't in a hurry. At worst, he would die with his beloved Feng Yingying. He said gently, "Is Feng Diao alright? I don't have half a life left..." "My lifespan is up, if this doesn't work, we'll die together..."
Before the words were even finished, Feng Diao shouted, "Alright!!" He then flashed behind Feng Yingying, his fingers forming countless mysterious hand seals at an invisible speed. The seals floated in the air, swirling around Feng Yingying. After a breath, Feng Diao stopped, and all the floating seals instantly disappeared into Feng Yingying's body...
As soon as the seals entered her body, golden flames erupted all over Feng Yingying's body. Feng Yingying felt excruciating pain all over her body, as if she were being burned. She couldn't help but cry out in pain, "Ah, it hurts so much..."
Long Ming immediately panicked. He felt that the flames hadn't harmed him, and immediately asked with concern and anxiety, "Yingying, how are you..."
Seeing Long Ming's anxious and worried expression, Feng Yingying knew that if she cried out in pain, Long Ming would become even more anxious and worried. So, she endured the intense burning pain and forced a weak smile, saying, "I'm fine. It just hurt a little before, but it's okay now..."

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