Unparalleled Beauty

Ning Que's consciousness rose from the deepest slumber. His body slowly stretched out, and after a series of cracking sounds, he leaped to his feet. Examining his body, the true energy of the Jade Heart Sutra flowed freely within him, reaching even the tips of his hairs. His spiritual senses extended with unprecedented breadth and precision. For a moment, he felt a profound connection to the Dao.
At this instant, he fully understood the deepest meaning of the Jade Heart Sutra and the realm it represented. After his recent experience of resisting lightning and thunderbolts, his Jade Heart Sutra had transformed from its initial awkwardness and stiffness into a natural, unhindered, and expansive state. He understood that the day he surpassed the realm of the Jade Heart Sutra, breaking free from the shackles of his existing cultivation method, would be the day of his true mastery.
Opening his eyes, he found himself in a mountain cave, presumably moved there by the woman. Without needing to concentrate, his mind instantly expanded, finding the woman in the next room of the cave. For some reason, this woman's appearance was only on par with his master, Fu Yuxin, yet she possessed a rich and extraordinary spiritual energy that captivated his mind, binding his heart and subtly stirring ripples in his usually calm Dao heart. This feeling was something he could only experience with his master, Fu Yuxin, the source of his Jade Heart Sutra. This beautiful woman, whose name he didn't yet know, seemed to hold an even stronger attraction for him, which was extremely strange for someone of his level.
At this moment, the beautiful woman was intently simmering something over a brazier. Her expression was serious, a few drops of fragrant sweat glistening at her temples, and a strand of damp hair clinging to her ear, making her appear exceptionally alluring. Looking down, Ning Que almost had a nosebleed on the spot.
The beautiful woman wore elegant, light clothing, which did not detract from her beauty. Her top was slightly loose, but two subtle bulges could be seen at her chest—what this meant, Ning Que naturally understood perfectly.
Her lower body attire was even more unbearable to him. The tight short skirt clung to her round, pert buttocks, clearly showing the soft curves and shape of her hips. What was even more remarkable was that she would occasionally bend down to pick something up, making her alluring buttocks appear even more pert. But what Ning Que found most unbearable was the two smooth, white, and slender thighs exposed beneath the short skirt. They were round and smooth, without a single flaw. Ning Que had no doubt that these beautiful jade legs could even reflect sunlight.
The jar, heated by the brazier, emitted wisps of blue steam. Seeing that it was about to boil, she bent down and blew on the mouth of the jar, causing her short skirt to ride up and reveal the base of her white, smooth thighs.
A surge of lust filled his mind. Although he knew it was inappropriate, Ning Que couldn't resist. He appeared behind her in a flash, reaching out to embrace her slender waist. His hands immediately covered her vital parts. The moment they touched, Ning Que exclaimed in amazement. The woman's clothes were extremely thin, clearly she wasn't wearing anything underneath. Before the beautiful woman could object, Ning Que had already begun using the seductive techniques he had learned from his master, Fu Yuxin, vigorously kneading her two soft, tender mounds of flesh. His palms even rubbed against her erect nipples. A surge of scorching true energy rushed over her like a torrent, quickly arousing her desire.
As was the case most times Ning Que teased his master, Fu Yuxin, once he attacked her vital parts, apart from a slight stiffness at first, her lustful reaction was extremely intense. She couldn't even utter a word of resistance, let alone push him away; she could usually only manage a few single words from her small mouth.
One could imagine that her breasts, hidden beneath her blouse, had been kneaded until they were pink and swollen. Ning Que freed one hand to caress her snow-white, beautiful legs, which he never tired of touching. After a long while, his hand slipped inside her short skirt and covered her vulva. His restless middle finger would occasionally part her labia, directly plucking "nectar" from her tender opening.
This time, the woman's reaction was more intense. Her trembling hands gripped his abusive arm tightly, and she gasped repeatedly, "No...don't...do this...I can't...take it...ah..." Ning Que's playful fingers dug into the walls of her vagina, causing her sensitive body to tremble uncontrollably.
Ning Que leaned closer to her small mouth and kissed her slightly parted red lips passionately, teasing her tongue intently for a while. Then he put his arm around her shoulder, breathed into her ear, and gently moved his hand on his knee while his other hand wrapped around her waist, constantly stroking her flat stomach... This kept her from regaining her senses.
Ning Que took the opportunity to remove their clothes and restraints.
Being naked together now had a special meaning.
Ning Que held her tightly, pushed away her hands that were blocking him, and his lips slowly moved from the back of her neck to behind her ear. He first licked her soft, white earlobe a few times with his tongue, and she involuntarily let out a few soft sounds, her face burning with embarrassment. Ning Que suddenly opened his mouth and bit her earlobe, and she was immediately teased and trembled all over, moaning "Ah...ah..." her voice slightly trembling. Ning Que's hot, thick penis was already hard and erect, pressing tightly between her legs.
She felt the masculine power within her, a tingling sensation spreading through her lower body, and a wetness spreading between her long legs.
Ning Que gently and carefully turned her body around, his lower body thrusting firmly. She cried out in pain, her body trembling involuntarily, and the two became one.
In the midst of the intense movements, Ning Que's vitality was unusually vibrant, his true energy circulating at an unprecedented speed. A flash of enlightenment surged into Ning Que's mind, and his body began to thrust wildly, causing her to let out beautiful moans and cries of pleasure amidst the waves of desire.
Suddenly, his Jade Heart Technique finally broke free from its inherent constraints, its speed climbing to an unparalleled height, and then, in an instant, it came to a standstill. Yes, still. At this moment, everything in his mind's eye remained still. It was a wondrous feeling; he felt only his spirit, boundless and free, joyfully traversing the mountains and fields, so vibrant and refreshing.
This transition between extreme movement and extreme stillness brought him sudden enlightenment. His body and mind guided his spirit, and his spirit, in turn, guided his body and mind. He couldn't help but shout in a deep voice, "Body like a Bodhi tree, mind like a mirror; clouds in the blue sky, water in a bottle; all transformations return to oneness;
movement and stillness are my own. Huh!" His lips suddenly kissed the woman's lips, his lower body, once active, now still. Then, he inhaled and exhaled, all thoughts returning to stillness, and the two fell into a deep sleep amidst the vast, continuous breath.
Ning Que awoke from the Innate Fetal Breathing Realm, feeling incredibly relaxed. His internal energy flowed freely through his eight extraordinary meridians like a stream converging into the sea, without the slightest stagnation. At this moment, the Jade Heart Sutra and all the techniques he had painstakingly practiced before were no longer in his mind. His internal energy simply adjusted its flow according to the changes in his body at each moment.
With the Yang spirit governing the external and the Yin spirit governing the internal, everything was so harmonious and natural.
The Yin and Yang energies sometimes condensed into one, sometimes split into two, flowing naturally and unhurriedly through his meridians.
He rose from the ground, his naked, bronze body, accentuated by the smooth lines of his muscles, did not appear weak but rather displayed immense power. His skin shimmered with a faint glow, exuding a masculine beauty.
As their bodies merged, their spirits also merged seamlessly. In a flash, they knew everything about each other. Their spirits danced joyfully in the boundless void, celebrating their union.
Not seeing Bai Ling, and searching for his clothes in vain, Ning Que only found her tattered garments. He was astonished by his own destructive power. Finding nothing
to cover himself, he had no choice but to leave the cave naked.
Seeing Bai Ling dressed in new clothes, he quickly retreated, only his head peeking out, his expression one of utter panic. He hadn't expected to have such a blatant exposure so early in the morning, allowing Bai Ling to see his manhood, only to find himself the culprit behind this immense embarrassment.
Dressed in her new clothes, Bai Ling watched Ning Que emerge from the cave with a cold expression.
Seeing the terrified look on Ning Que's face as he lay naked, her heart pounded with anger. This wicked Ning Que had taken advantage of her so much, yet now he wouldn't let her, the victim, get anything in return.
Bai Ling suddenly felt ashamed of herself for having such a shameful thought. Looking at Ning Que scratching his head in disbelief, she saw him as a pure and innocent young lady whose precious virginity had been exposed, his face filled with indignation. She couldn't help but chuckle, her icy expression instantly thawing, filling the room with a warm glow.
Ning Que, trying to ease the awkwardness, said, "Sister Bai, could you please return my clothes? It would make me look less like a barbarian and less likely spoil your celestial beauty and purity."
Looking at this beautiful woman with whom he shared a de facto but not a formal marriage, her white dress fluttering gently in the morning breeze, her jade-like skin and slender figure appearing as if she were about to ride the wind away in the morning light. A touch of melancholy on her slightly pale face stirred Ning Que's heart once more.
In that instant, he forgot everything else; his true feelings could no longer be suppressed, like an erupting volcano, waves of heart-stirring emotion crashing over him.
Ning Que said with deep affection, "I want to take care of you for the rest of my life! This isn't a compensation for guilt; it's a man's life-or-death promise to a woman he truly loves." It was that simple. There were no vows of eternal love, no promises of forever, only boundless affection and a naked heart.
Bai Ling was originally a white rabbit who had cultivated herself into a Daoist immortal in the mountains. Last night was supposed to be her final tribulation, but unexpectedly, her primordial spirit, following the subtle connection established with Ning Que during the day when he used his spiritual sense to search for Ah Hu, unintentionally attracted Ning Que, who shielded her from the final heavenly lightning she was supposed to endure. She was sincerely grateful to Ning Que, but she still felt somewhat resentful about his intrusion the previous night. However, she was now moved by Ning Que's unpretentious and childlike nature. She felt that this man before her had an elusive quality; sometimes he seemed like a mature man, and sometimes he possessed a childlike innocence.
From his pure eyes, Bai Ling understood his heart—so genuine and so touching, encompassing his childlike respect and affection for his master, Fu Yuxin; his loving gratitude and filial piety towards his mother; and a man's commitment to love.
Bai Ling felt a warmth in this instant that was more profound and genuine than anything she had ever experienced before. It was a feeling of emotion unlike anything bestowed by the Heavenly Dao. This feeling warmed her pure and peaceful heart, which had remained undisturbed for a thousand years, giving her a second life in spirit. She felt immense satisfaction with this gift from Heaven. With such a husband, what was there to fear in the mortal world? With such a husband, what more could she ask for in life? Even abandoning her thousand-year-old foundation of cultivation was acceptable! She didn't even need to cultivate the Heavenly Dao!
The tears that clung to the corners of her eyes glistened even more brightly in the morning sunlight. Her captivating beauty was so tender and endearing. Ning Que forgot his naked body, walked to Bai Ling, and tightly embraced her soft, fragrant body.
Bai Ling, like a dutiful little wife, helped Ning Que put on his clothes, without the slightest shyness. Every movement was so natural, showing no sign that they had only known each other for less than a day; they were like a young couple deeply in love! The tranquility of her former face was gone, replaced by a radiant happiness.
Although he hadn't returned home all night, he wasn't worried about his mother. Because of her frail health, she was usually still asleep when Ning Que woke up early. Looking at Bai Ling nestled against his shoulder, her face filled with affection, Ning Que longed to see his mother's joy and surprise at finding such an excellent daughter-in-law after just one night.
However, explaining Bai Ling's background would take some effort. Of course, he couldn't tell the truth—that Bai Ling was a cultivated spirit—otherwise, he'd scare his mother half to death! Right, he'd just say she was a lost girl, hehe. Ah Hu and the others would be so envious if they knew.
Ning Que chuckled to himself, eliciting a surprised smile from Bai Ling, who pressed him for answers.
Ning Que chuckled wickedly and said, "Ling'er, I was just thinking about someone's beautiful moans last night, and I still find them unforgettable!"
Bai Ling blushed instantly, spat at him, and repeatedly punched Ning Que's body with her jade-like hands, protesting loudly.
Ning Que suddenly straightened his face and said, "Ling'er, when we see Mother later, I will use the cultivation technique I learned last night to cure her illness and open up her meridians to make her body strong. Mother raised me from childhood, and it has been really hard for her. This afternoon, let's go see my master together. I think she will approve of us, and I will marry both of you in the future." In the mountains, capable and outstanding men often have more than one wife, and women also like to rely on strong men. What Ning Que said was not a pipe dream.
Bai Ling nodded gently and said, "I will leave everything to my husband's arrangements." Although she was a thousand-year-old spirit, she had always lived in the mountains and knew nothing about human relationships or social customs. She did not know what jealousy was, nor did she have any sense of social rules. Moreover, due to the subtle connection between her own spiritual energy and the cultivation techniques she practiced with Ning Que, as well as their shared destiny, she naturally had no objections.

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