The First Autumn Night Talk, Night Two: The Soul Creator's Side Story - Keith's Bar Romance

That day, passing through a small village, Keith, as if a parched land had found rain, excitedly headed to the local bar. His mind was solely focused on drinks and women, something Asi and the others knew, so they went straight to the inn for dinner, leaving Keith behind. Keith pushed open the door to the bar and was surprised to find that although it wasn't large, it was surprisingly popular, and there were several beautiful women there—a good place indeed. He didn't sit with the other drinkers but instead took a seat at the bar at the far end. The beautiful proprietress saw a handsome young man approaching and went over to greet him from behind the bar. Keith, who had been effectively forbidden from womanizing for several days, was not about to let such a mature and charming beauty go. He immediately displayed his "royal stallion" nature, pouring her drinks while buying them. With his outstanding looks and smooth tongue that could even charm a bird, he had the proprietress fluttering in her heart in less than two drinks, and she came out from behind the bar to drink with him. Several other drinkers in the bar, seeing the proprietress break her usual practice of coming out from behind the bar to accompany a customer—something that had almost never happened since the bar opened—couldn't help but cheer. Keith was used to this kind of scene. When the guys approached, a flash of light appeared on his sword, and large patches of hair were instantly gone from their heads. Before they could even see what was happening, the sword was already sheathed, leaving them no chance to dodge. While everyone was still stunned, Keith tossed a bag of gold coins onto the table and said to the proprietress, "Tonight is on me. Everyone's bill is on me, but if anyone dares to say anything more, hehe, they might not make it through the night." Most of these people were there for fun or were just passing through. Seeing how powerful Keith was, no one dared to utter a sound. Besides, there was free hospitality, so they pretended not to see Keith flirting with the proprietress and went about their business. Those drunkards were just locals, their martial arts skills were nothing special, so they had no choice but to return to their seats dejectedly. Keith had expected this, so he ignored the stares of others and, taking advantage of his good spot, used his cloak to shield himself and pulled the proprietress close. He didn't do anything yet, just had her keep him company while he drank. But as Keith's witty remarks and sweet words filled her ears, the proprietress slowly leaned against him, her body resting against his arm. Keith knew she was willing, but this was the most satisfying moment. He handed her the glass he had drunk from, poured himself another glass, and, with his arm wrapped around the proprietress's arm, brought the glass to his lips, giving her a mesmerizing smile and a gentle nod, saying, "Darling, have one." The proprietress hadn't expected this handsome young man, skilled in martial arts, to use the traditional nuptial wine (also called the cross-cupped wine) reserved for girls or even weddings. She was quite flattered. Although she knew she had a good reputation in this small town, she, a sixteen-year-old, was still attracted to this outstanding man. Her heart fluttered, and she wrapped her arm tightly around Keith's, tilting her head back to drink half a glass. Keith had already drunk half his glass. He was extremely confident in his attractiveness, so he had no doubt that the landlady might not drink. However, he didn't just want a regular toast, so he stopped and waited until she had drunk half before tightening his grip on her arm, making her stop. While the landlady was still in surprise, Keith handed her his glass and said, "The rest of the wine is for exchanging. This is something I invented, called 'Couplet Wine.'" It was clear that if the landlady drank this "Couplet Wine" with him, it meant she agreed to have sex with him. So the landlady hesitated, but under Keith's deep, affectionate gaze, she finally lowered her head and drank the half-glass. Keith, of course, unceremoniously drank the half-glass from her hand, but then used his left hand to pull her close, feeding her the wine from his mouth to hers. The proprietress had never been so rude before, but she had never even heard of such a sensual way of drinking, and the man was incredibly attractive. She closed her eyes and let Keith do as he pleased. Seeing his scheme succeed, Keith seized the opportunity to kiss her, his tongue darting into her mouth before she had fully swallowed her drink, stirring things up. They both felt incredibly happy. The proprietress, unable to resist, reached out and hugged Keith, her tongue returning the gesture, engaging in a tongue-wrenching battle with his. Keith hadn't expected such a strong reaction from such a beautiful woman, but it only fueled his lust. He whispered, "I'll come see you again tonight, are you there?" The landlady blushed and said, "We all stay here tonight, come back after 2 a.m. Also, my name is Lena, don't call me landlady anymore." Keith kissed her again and said, "That's great, Lena, I'll be there on time." So, Keith lingered with Lena until midnight, then went back to the inn to meet up with Asi and the others. He gave them a brief explanation when they asked him questions, and then quietly went to the hotel around 2 a.m. With his skills and stealthy movements, he was virtually undetectable. Even if someone happened to see him, they would only think it was the shadow of a tree moving. The hotel usually closes at 1:30 AM, with about half an hour for cleaning and showering, so by 2 AM everyone else had gone to sleep, except for Lena, who stayed on the first floor waiting for Keith. After being welcomed in, Keith quietly locked the door, then pulled Lena into a tight embrace, kissing her passionately before releasing her. Lena was almost fainting from the intense kiss, only managing to stay upright thanks to Keith's strong arms. Although Lena was almost breathless from the kiss, she was too happy to speak. Her husband only satisfied himself with her lower body, rarely stimulating her upper body, let alone her sexy lips. However, her husband was quite skilled, satisfying her even when it came to her lower body, which was why they had gotten through all these years. She never expected that today, on her first time being seduced by a stranger and involuntarily offering herself, she would receive such a generous kiss. Naturally, she was overjoyed. Although Keith didn't know Lena's thoughts, his techniques and skills were almost never flawed, especially with this mature woman who was already captivated by him. Excited tears welled in her beautiful eyes, proving he didn't care what he did. As he kissed away her tears, he whispered, "Let me remove your restraints." How could Lena refuse? She naturally let him do as he pleased. Undressing women was almost one of Keith's specialties, especially that thin nightgown, which he swiftly removed and placed on a nearby stool, his black nightgown immediately covering it. This beautiful woman seemed to surpass even the most sought-after bar girls in the capital. Her smooth, delicate skin, full, firm breasts, rounded, plump buttocks, and long, slender, jade-like legs were of such high quality that Keith was greatly impressed. In truth, he had never imagined that he could find such a fine woman for his casual pleasure, and he was naturally delighted. Keith laid Lena's body on a table in the middle of the hall, and as he kissed her sensual lips again, his hands also touched her breasts. Although she was thirty-five or thirty-six years old, she was very well-maintained. Most women at this age would show some signs of muscle laxity and sagging breasts, but Lena's body felt very elastic to the touch, and her breasts were full but showed no signs of sagging; they felt wonderful to hold in one's hand. Lena was even more excited to see Keith praising her body, which she was so proud of. Her husband had only praised her the first time they were together, but afterwards he only expressed his love for her with passion, without saying anything more. Keith understood women's psychology. Praise was a good way to excite women, while also lowering their immunity and defenses. If you also had a striking appearance to attract her, and skillfully aroused her desire, she generally wouldn't be able to escape. This woman was no exception. As Keith moved his mouth to the breasts that had been squeezed into different shapes, his hand suddenly exerted force, squeezing the rather large breasts into the shape of a wine glass, and his tongue rolled and sucked on the particularly prominent nipples. The strangely pleasurable sensation turned Lena's painful screams into cries of pleasure: "It hurts, it hurts so much... Why did you suddenly use so much force... Ah, why does it suddenly feel so good... You're so good at this." "Play, huh..." Keith naturally understood, because his sudden exertion was to temporarily cut off the blood flow in those capillaries, causing her chest to temporarily fall into a state of anemia. In this state, the sensitivity of the skin would be multiplied, and the nipples, which were already the most sensitive areas of the body, would be even more sensitive to stimulation. They would get a lot of pleasure from being touched, let alone with his skillful teasing. It was impossible for her not to be happy. After only a few touches, Lena's hands and feet trembled as if she had been strongly stimulated. Keith moved his tongue to the mouth of her clitoris and licked it a few times, as if stimulating a volcano that was holding back from erupting. How could Lena hold back? Like a man ejaculating, she erupted and gushed out a large amount of honey mixed with vaginal fluid. Although Keith was prepared and opened his mouth to catch a mouthful, some still sprayed onto his face. He wasn't annoyed at all; on the contrary, he was secretly delighted. This was his favorite delicacy, and the more the better.After swallowing, he got up and kissed Lena, saying, "Wow, that's amazing. I like you more and more." Lena thought he would be unhappy, but hearing his words, her worries turned to joy: "Really?" Keith smiled and nodded, his hands still caressing Lena's body. His huge treasure, before the honey had finished flowing out, surged upwards and rushed into the honey pot. The first thrust was just a feint, and the second thrust slammed hard into Lena's flower core. Lena let out a soft "Oh!" before she could even say anything like "Good!" when the third thrust came. She felt a much stronger impact than the first, traveling through her clitoris and uterus to her brain, almost a numbing sensation. But after that, she felt a stimulation she had never experienced before. Her clitoris was more than filled to the brim with that enormous thing. The feeling of being completely stuffed was a little uncomfortable, but at the same time, she could feel a strange sense of fullness. Even though Keith wasn't thrusting, the mere swaying of his thing inside her, and the friction against the walls of her clitoris, seemed to produce pleasure several times stronger than what her husband was doing. How could someone be so powerful? Even if I get half-dead tonight, it's worth it. Keith was very confident in his strength. He knew that countless women had thought the same thing about Lena before, so he only paused for a moment, letting Lena savor that special feeling, before unleashing his extraordinary power as the Great Sword Saint. He made his gigantic treasure thrust wildly into Lena's honey pot, and even darted left and right within the relatively narrow area of her flower core. This kind of action was arguably more stimulating than directly hitting her flower core with each thrust, but it all depended on the user and the recipient. Because not everyone enjoys using or likes the feeling of deliberately using unorthodox techniques, it's relatively rare. Therefore, it's usually done after a few attempts to see if the other person is willing, and only when both parties agree. But this time, Keith knew without asking that it would be effective; judging from Lena's enjoyment, she was very happy with it. This technique was indeed effective; after only four or five hundred thrusts, Lena had already climaxed again. Keith knew he should let her rest, so he left his still-erect member inside her, simply talking intimately to Lena, making her giggle as she recovered. But Keith wasn't about to back down. He only asked to penetrate her anus after making Lena happy. How could Lena refuse? With Keith's help as he withdrew his penis, she turned over and lay face down on the table. Lena placed her hands on the table, spread her legs wide in a V-shape, and half-lay her upper body on the table. Her large, round buttocks looked even more prominent, more beautiful than the moon slightly obscured by the clouds in the sky when viewed from the window. Keith slapped Lena's plump buttocks and said, "Lena, your beautiful buttocks are so pretty, even the moon in the sky is outshone by you, it's ashamed and hides in the clouds." Lena was so happy that she swayed her hips, only offering her anus to his big penis. Keith, of course, didn't hold back. He gently parted the fleshy buttocks with both hands and inserted his penis. Then, one hand roamed and caressed her body, while the other lightly patted her beautiful buttocks. The force of his palms, leaving only faint red marks on her buttocks, gave Lena a light stimulation. The rhythmic patting, in sync with the frequency of his penis's entry and exit, made Lena feel almost no pain, only a pleasurable enjoyment. Even without the patting, the friction of his penis entering and exiting against her anus and buttocks, and the impact of her buttocks slamming against Keith's pelvis with each deep thrust, brought Lena pleasure she had never received from her husband. Keith also enjoyed the pleasure that Lena brought him. While it was nice to deflower a girl's anus, it usually required gentle penetration and couldn't be fully inserted, making it difficult to fully enjoy himself. However, an anus like Lena's, which had been explored but not extensively, was the most suitable. Firstly, the tight feeling hadn't disappeared, and secondly, it allowed him to penetrate deeply to his heart's content. This kind of pleasure was something that a newly deflowered anus could not achieve. After three or four hundred thrusts, Keith flipped Lena over and thrust into her clitoris for another two hundred times before finally releasing his pent-up essence. He then leaned down and whispered in Lena's ear, "Lena, let me get you some companions." Before Lena could understand, Keith had already pulled his penis away from her body, used the table for leverage, and leaped onto the second-floor floor. The second floor was where Lena and the others lived. Three girls were secretly watching their lovemaking, their hands stroking their breasts and genitals. They were completely stunned, never expecting Keith to jump right next to them. Keith chuckled, reached out and pulled all three women into his arms, saying with a laugh, "Be careful not to fall," before jumping off the building. The three women felt a strong masculine presence wash over them as he pulled them down with him. Although they knew they would be alright, they were still too nervous to move. Keith, however, found the three women to be incredibly soft and lithe. Even though they were still wearing their pajamas, the three of them combined didn't weigh even half as much as the large stone he used to carry for training. So it had no effect whatsoever, and he landed lightly on the floor, releasing them. Lena then sat up from the table, looked at them, and laughed, "I knew you'd come out to see too." She then introduced them to Keith, "This is my daughter, Ellie, on the far left. She's sixteen. This is our waitress, Alian, in the middle. She's been married for six months. This is our cashier, Asha, also sixteen. All three are rare beauties here, but do you think you can handle all four of us by yourself?" Keith smiled, thinking, "You underestimate me. I'd take twice as many women as you." As he thought this, he gazed at the three women with a mesmerizing look. Women are most vulnerable to this, and the three women were no exception. For a moment, they didn't even have the proper reaction, only staring blankly at his smile. Keith casually reached into each of the three women's nipples, finding them all already dripping with nectar. The three women, weakened by his touch, collapsed to the ground, far more helpless than Keith had imagined. Seeing this, Lena laughed and said, "You guys are really useless. Keith, you go first with A-Lian. After all, she's married, so she'll be more receptive to your big treasure." A-Lian, being a married woman, recovered the fastest of the three. Having witnessed that spectacular battle, she was already completely convinced of Keith's worth, and at Lena's prompting, she took off her clothes first. Keith, seeing her body, couldn't help but whistle, expressing his admiration for her physique. Actually, Ah Lian's body is something to be proud of. After getting married, she had moderate sex, which helped her maintain her health. Plus, she didn't have any children yet, so her figure was impeccable. Coupled with her pretty face, she could be considered the second most beautiful woman in the small town, second only to Lena. Otherwise, she wouldn't have the opportunity to come to this hotel. Keith sat on the stool with his legs spread, letting Ah Lian sit facing him on his lap. One hand held her slender waist, while the other explored every part of her body. Alian felt a constant heat emanating from Keith's palm, causing itching and arousing her already heightened desire. However, held captive by Keith's hand, she couldn't reach his body to release her pent-up passion. She could only reach out to caress his body, but this couldn't alleviate her escalating lust. This caused her to tremble uncontrollably, her body arching backward, her fingers and toes stiffening slightly, and the nectar in her vulva gushing out like a flood. Keith was extremely pleased with her reaction. This method always worked; by using his touch to build up her desire without release, the stimulation after penetration could be increased dozens of times. Now that she was almost like this, he stopped stroking, and pulled Alian close to her, who was still at the peak of her passion, and kissed her. At the same time, he raised her body slightly, aimed at the honey pot, and stabbed the big treasure in. Alian groaned, but it was almost inaudible under the cover of Keith's mouth. Keith felt very good. Her honeypot would shrink greatly under the muscle tension, but due to the constant moistening of honey juice, it would feel like the first time the hole was broken (without the hindrance of the hymen, of course), but she didn't expect it to be so tight this time. It seems that Alian usually doesn't have sex too many times, which is a bit unexpected, but this will only bring more excitement to Keith. As Keith gradually transformed the muddy flower path into a thoroughfare, A-Lian's cries changed, becoming her usual soft moans. The pleasurable sensations she had never experienced with her husband caused her to abandon her usual restraint. In order to experience the ultimate bliss, she didn't hesitate to move her body to cooperate, forcibly inserting the enormous treasure all the way into her vagina, almost opening up her uterus, yet she still enjoyed it immensely. Lena and the other two women were astonished to find that Lena, usually gentle and refined, behaved like a cat in heat in front of Keith. Only Lena, who had experienced Keith's prowess firsthand, could guess that it was Keith who was behind it.Because of his ghostly appearance, he could still maintain his smile. Elizabeth and Asha, unaware of the situation, assumed it was Keith's strong attraction that made Alian so wanton, and the thought of their own potential reaction made them blush like they had a fever. Keith observed the reactions of the three women around him, knowing that his deliberate attempt to make Alian appear wanton had finally worked. He was extremely pleased with himself and worked even harder, thrusting into Alian's vagina with a series of wet, squelching sounds, the bright red flesh inside turning inside and out. Even Lena blushed at the sight, let alone Elizabeth and Asha. At the final moment of climax, Keith, considering that Alian was now someone else's wife, didn't ejaculate inside her, but instead pulled out and put it into Alian's small mouth. Alian, knowing Keith's good intentions, swallowed all the essence mixed with her own vaginal fluid, then leaned against the table to rest, following Keith's hand. Eliza and Asha, watching Keith show no signs of fatigue after two fierce battles and approaching them, felt equally nervous, but their reactions differed. Eliza glanced furtively at her mother, meeting her encouraging gaze. Coupled with the overwhelming desire aroused by the passionate "performance," she, as Lena had predicted, loosened her clothes, awaiting Keith's favor. The most quiet and refined of the four women, Asha, was incredibly shy. Although she was more than willing in her heart, she couldn't let go of her girlish reserve and didn't know how to face him. Her face flushed like she had been drinking, and she could only lie on the table, refusing to look at Keith. Keith had seen both women's actions and understood their thoughts perfectly well. Ellie had obviously received her mother's instructions to be so willing to be courted, so of course she should be rewarded. Asha's performance was also good; if he just took the initiative, Asha would offer herself to him willingly. These thoughts flashed through Keith's mind in an instant, and he was already in front of the two women. He reached out and embraced the petite Ellie, placing her on his enormous, hardened member, which had become as hard as iron from channeling his inner energy. He then released her, pulling her close with his left arm. Ellie felt that the hot, hard member hadn't penetrated her almost completely wet vulva, but instead was bearing her entire weight. She cried out in surprise and grabbed Keith's body with both hands. But she immediately realized that the member hadn't bent under her weight at all; it had only sagged slightly. In other words, her worries were completely unnecessary, and her face flushed even more. At the same time, she felt the warmth of that treasure penetrate through their skin, reaching her sensitive areas of the vulva and anus. The sensation was indescribable, a mix of pleasure and stimulation that made her involuntarily moan. Asha was drawn to this strange moan, and noticing that Keith, so close yet not touching her, couldn't suppress her curiosity and looked up. She was immediately captivated by the bizarre sight before her. That already captivatingly large penis was supporting Ellie's entire weight, and Ellie seemed to be stimulated by it. Her snow-white body writhed and twisted against the bronze body pressed against hers, her newly developed breasts sandwiched in the middle like thin pancakes being milled, constantly changing shape. Honey-like fluids flowed continuously from her jars, dripping onto Keith's abdomen and penis, then trickling down the slightly downward-pressed edges of her penis and onto the ground. It was such a lewd scene, but Asha just couldn't look away, as if frozen in a spell. After an unknown amount of time, the infatuated heroine, Ellie, could no longer bear the stimulation from the heat and friction. She let out a scream and ejaculated on her own. Keith, who had been watching with his hands off the table and only smiling, reached out and caught her. This spectacular scene finally came to an end. Asha, who had been captivated, also suddenly shuddered, as if she had been jolted awake from a dream. She was able to look away from the still intertwined bodies and realized that she was covered in sweat, as if she had personally experienced it. The honey flowing from her jar had not only soaked her lower garments but had also flowed down her thighs, covering half of the stool and leaving a patch at her feet. It was quite a "disaster." Asha's face was now flushed crimson, and she glanced at Lena and Alian beside her. To her surprise, the two women were in no better shape; glistening beads of sweat were even more noticeable on their naked bodies. Just then, moonlight streamed in through the window, reflecting a pale light onto the honey-like fluid beneath Alian, making her the most embarrassed of them all. Asha's gaze finally fell on Keith, only to find him looking at her with that captivating smile, as if this scene was performed specifically for her. This stirred a complex mix of emotions within her, but ultimately led her to make a decision. She gently removed her clothes, stood before Keith, and pouted, allowing him to taste her untouched, virgin lips. Keith, having already tasted the hard-working lips of Elizabeth, now saw the desired effect achieved and naturally pulled Asha into a passionate kiss. Asha, a virgin, couldn't withstand Keith's repeated teasing. In just a few moments, she was overwhelmed by his advances, and through her teeth, she whispered her desire, "Take me, fuck me, I want you, no matter what I become, I'll still want you." Keith withdrew his tongue, nodded to her, and then placed her body on the table. He laid Elizabeth flat on the stool, straddled it, and inserted his penis into Elizabeth's eagerly awaiting honeypot, letting her move freely. He then positioned Asha's body, bringing her honeypot to his mouth, and used his tongue to satisfy her needs. To keep Keith in place and prevent him from leaving, Ellie wrapped her legs around his waist, using the swaying of her body to make him move in and out. Asha, unable to resist the stimulation of Keith's tongue yet unwilling to let him leave, also wrapped her legs around his head, allowing him to continue stimulating her. Seeing the two women so engrossed, Keith used his left hand to support Ellie's waist, providing a boost to her thrusts, allowing her to gain more pleasure while reducing her energy expenditure, achieving twice the result with half the effort; at the same time, his right hand roamed and caressed Asha's body, complementing Asha's own caresses, giving her considerable pleasure as well. After a while, Keith sensed that Ellie was about to climax again, so he changed from a sitting position to a standing position and thrust hard dozens of times, giving Ellie her final sprint, and then bombarded her uterus with a barrage of pleasure (see note). Ellie, who had just lost her virginity, couldn't withstand such intense and prolonged pleasure and was so overwhelmed that she fainted from pleasure. The three women, including Lena, had never seen anyone truly use such a powerful technique as "barrage of pleasure." Because if one's ability is insufficient, either the quantity is simply not enough to satisfy a woman's needs, or one cannot balance the quantity and frequency of each thrust, or the duration and number of thrusts are insufficient. Therefore, men who can use this technique are all super masters of sex, and they secretly rejoiced to have met such a master. Asha, however, had already reached her climax earlier due to Keith's "Iron Tongue Technique." Keith then turned her around to watch, essentially forcing her to witness the scene up close. Her heart nearly leaped out of her chest. The thought of Keith using the same technique on her made her blush and her heart race; she dared not think any further. At that moment, she felt her throat was dry. She secretly hoped Keith could give her the same intense stimulation, but the thought of passing out in front of all the women like Ellie made her feel incredibly embarrassed, so she felt a slight resistance. Keith felt his penis soften after the barrage of attacks. Although it was just normal, he couldn't be impolite in front of a beautiful woman, so just like before, before pulling it out of her honeypot, he took a breath, reactivated his giant-sized true energy, and restored it to its strongest state before slowly withdrawing it. He saw Asha biting her lower lip tightly with her pearly teeth, but the spring-like look in her eyes, coupled with her fair and rosy complexion and alluring appearance, immediately gave him a pretty good idea of what Asha was thinking. He didn't say anything, but instead had Ellie lie down, climbed onto Asha's table, and pulled up her two jade-like legs. He had originally intended to use an "upside-down pile driving" method, but then he thought that Asha's height was not yet 1.6 meters, and it seemed too strenuous to match his height. So he spread his legs and knelt on the table, letting Asha's legs wrap around his waist, and did a "diagonal thrust" instead. Although Asha did not know what position Keith was in, it did not seem to be an easy one, so she first grabbed the edge of the table with both hands, bit her lower lip tightly, and prepared to withstand his thrusts at any time. After Keith waited until she was ready, he gently nodded to her, and then began. His legs, which had been slightly back, thrust forward, smoothly penetrating her honeyed depths and reaching her core. Asha's whole body shuddered; her tightly clenched teeth parted at the impact, and she cried out, "Ah!" With each thrust of Keith's penis, Asha's cries grew louder, but the pain gradually transformed into moans of pleasure. Combined with the stimulation from Keith's hands, Asha quickly succumbed to a state of ecstasy, no longer resisting the relentless waves of pleasure.Only then did Keith truly conquer the last of the four women. Excited, he exerted himself even more, stopping only when Asha was nearly unconscious, giving her the same "repeated bombardment" treatment as Ellie. After releasing the unconscious Asha, Keith sat in a chair beside them, watching the women with immense pride. The unpleasantness from being injured by Si'er earlier had finally vanished. Seeing the three women's eager, hopeful gazes, he was thrilled again. Ignoring the possibility of overexerting his strength and inner energy, he walked towards them once more. Because he knew that after leaving the village, he didn't know when he would have another chance to vent his desires, he was determined not to disappoint everyone or himself tonight. Even if he exhausted his strength and energy, it didn't matter, as long as he didn't let his mind get carried away. So Keith took turns thrusting into the four women's vaginas, anuses, and mouths, bringing them endless pleasure while also ejaculating inside and outside their bodies, creating countless passions that night. But he had no idea that in the next room of the inn, Axi had been watching his entire performance through the Magic Mirror, chuckling, "Good lad, you think you're so great? Aside from the 'One Stick to the Sky' move, which one haven't I used? It's just that you managed to find so many beautiful women to sleep with this time; you're really lucky. Looks like Yelia's training needs to be intensified." It wasn't until dawn that the innkeeper and Alian's husband learned of the innkeeper's wife's behavior at the hotel from a drunken coworker. Realizing something was amiss, they went to the hotel to catch her in the act. Keith then vanished amidst laughter, leaving them no chance to catch him. All that remained at the scene were four vibrant, snow-white bodies, their bodies slick with pools of white semen, a testament to the intense battle between Keith and the four women. The two grown men stared, their eyes wide, and quickly closed the door, covering the women with clothing. The four women barely reacted to the men's actions, their eyes seemingly fixed solely on Keith. It was clear to everyone that they were mesmerized, their eyes filled with a dazed intoxication. The two men, of course, saw this too. Knowing they could never bring them to that state again, they exchanged a knowing glance, knowing they were in for a rough time. But only Keith, now back at the inn, truly knew that this encounter was nothing more than a pleasant one-night stand. No matter how much he enjoyed it, he would never have any lingering feelings. At most, he might reminisce about it occasionally, because many more beautiful women awaited him on his path. (The End) **************** ... ********** ... However, I still believe that writing about sex in too much detail is not good. Fantasy: I see. When you're writing about sex, do you feel very immersed? Do you sometimes write foreshadowing scenes that are eagerly awaiting the arrival of the sex scenes? And do you write longer and longer? cka: Sometimes I am indeed quite immersed, and there are times when I can't control the word count. Currently, most of the time I still write the foreshadowing and sex scenes separately, so they are somewhat disconnected. This is because I usually fill in the sex scenes after I have finished writing the main text, and I haven't yet achieved the seamless flow of some of my predecessors. Fantasy: I think most people, including myself, know the importance of plot development, but when actually writing, they are often swayed by desire, only writing extensively about the aspects that interest them, while keeping the non-sex scenes as simple as possible. However, considering that most authors dedicate their spare time to writing out of passion, even sacrificing leisure time, we can understand their dedication. Is *The Soul Creator* about to be published? If it's going to be published, things are different; you have to consider the tastes of a broad readership. Most works these days are long novels, and if the first book doesn't sell well, the rest naturally won't sell either. By the way, CKA, could you talk about the future direction of *The Soul Creator*? CKA: The plot development of *Soul Creator* is quite complex, basically following a south-east-north-west-central route. The previous chapter marked the beginning of the southern city arc. After visiting all the important countries in the four directions (about a year and a half), the protagonist, now quite powerful, returns home with a group of female companions to participate in a martial arts tournament… Hehe, I won't say more about the rest; just wait and see my work. Fantasy: From the start of writing to publication, CKA achieved a leap forward in less than half a year through her diligence and hard work, which seems to confirm the old saying, "Nothing is impossible to a willing mind." Oh, and I forgot to thank CKA for this wonderful piece.********** ... However, I still believe that writing about sex in too much detail is not good. Fantasy: I see. When you're writing about sex, do you feel very immersed? Do you sometimes write foreshadowing scenes that are eagerly awaiting the arrival of the sex scenes? And do you write longer and longer? cka: Sometimes I am indeed quite immersed, and there are times when I can't control the word count. Currently, most of the time I still write the foreshadowing and sex scenes separately, so they are somewhat disconnected. This is because I usually fill in the sex scenes after I have finished writing the main text, and I haven't yet achieved the seamless flow of some of my predecessors. Fantasy: I think most people, including myself, know the importance of plot development, but when actually writing, they are often swayed by desire, only writing extensively about the aspects that interest them, while keeping the non-sex scenes as simple as possible. However, considering that most authors dedicate their spare time to writing out of passion, even sacrificing leisure time, we can understand their dedication. Is *The Soul Creator* about to be published? If it's going to be published, things are different; you have to consider the tastes of a broad readership. Most works these days are long novels, and if the first book doesn't sell well, the rest naturally won't sell either. By the way, CKA, could you talk about the future direction of *The Soul Creator*? CKA: The plot development of *Soul Creator* is quite complex, basically following a south-east-north-west-central route. The previous chapter marked the beginning of the southern city arc. After visiting all the important countries in the four directions (about a year and a half), the protagonist, now quite powerful, returns home with a group of female companions to participate in a martial arts tournament… Hehe, I won't say more about the rest; just wait and see my work. Fantasy: From the start of writing to publication, CKA achieved a leap forward in less than half a year through her diligence and hard work, which seems to confirm the old saying, "Nothing is impossible to a willing mind." Oh, and I forgot to thank CKA for this wonderful piece.********** ... However, I still believe that writing about sex in too much detail is not good. Fantasy: I see. When you're writing about sex, do you feel very immersed? Do you sometimes write foreshadowing scenes that are eagerly awaiting the arrival of the sex scenes? And do you write longer and longer? cka: Sometimes I am indeed quite immersed, and there are times when I can't control the word count. Currently, most of the time I still write the foreshadowing and sex scenes separately, so they are somewhat disconnected. This is because I usually fill in the sex scenes after I have finished writing the main text, and I haven't yet achieved the seamless flow of some of my predecessors. Fantasy: I think most people, including myself, know the importance of plot development, but when actually writing, they are often swayed by desire, only writing extensively about the aspects that interest them, while keeping the non-sex scenes as simple as possible. However, considering that most authors dedicate their spare time to writing out of passion, even sacrificing leisure time, we can understand their dedication. Is *The Soul Creator* about to be published? If it's going to be published, things are different; you have to consider the tastes of a broad readership. Most works these days are long novels, and if the first book doesn't sell well, the rest naturally won't sell either. By the way, CKA, could you talk about the future direction of *The Soul Creator*? CKA: The plot development of *Soul Creator* is quite complex, basically following a south-east-north-west-central route. The previous chapter marked the beginning of the southern city arc. After visiting all the important countries in the four directions (about a year and a half), the protagonist, now quite powerful, returns home with a group of female companions to participate in a martial arts tournament… Hehe, I won't say more about the rest; just wait and see my work. Fantasy: From the start of writing to publication, CKA achieved a leap forward in less than half a year through her diligence and hard work, which seems to confirm the old saying, "Nothing is impossible to a willing mind." Oh, and I forgot to thank CKA for this wonderful piece.

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