Saint Mother 28

Chapter Twenty-Eight:
Zhan Yuan is away, and my beautiful master from the Joyful Cult is forbidding me from indulging in excessive sexual activity—I'm practically suffocating!
Every time I see the afternoon "auction" held by the male disciples of the sect to compete for my mother's
undergarments, if it weren't for saving face, I would really want to join in and snatch them!
My mother, under my master's instructions, cannot have excessive intercourse with me, otherwise it will
harm . And during the Joyful Cult's fasting month—well, although I find it strange that this cult, which is all about promiscuity
, has a fasting month—my mother strictly adheres to it, only having intercourse with me once a week, and
not breaking her vows during this period.
Okay, having followed these rules, I still have to report to my master once a day. This "reporting"
is not a simple greeting; each time, my master gives me a little bit of true energy to thoroughly open my meridians. According to her
, this is to let me make good use of this month to build a solid foundation.
My master already knew about my relationship with Li Bingbing. While sighing, she agreed with Li Bingbing's words:
the martial arts within me were too impure; forcibly circulating them would only cause my body to explode. She was now trying to properly fuse the two types of
energy together, hoping they could coexist peacefully.
Every time I saw my master sweating profusely from regulating my internal energy, I secretly felt that I
hadn't made a mistake in choosing a master. Even if it was for the sake of the Joyful Cult, at least she was still good to me.
However, I would still take advantage of the breaks when she circulated my energy to collect a little bit of "
interest "—like touching her jade-like legs, "accidentally" touching her breasts, or "mistakenly" brushing against her
private parts. Although as the leader of the Joyful Cult, I was almost immune to such harassment,
the still gave me immense pleasure. The best part was that she wouldn't stop me or scold me.
Because in her view, the Joyful Sect was always about doing whatever they pleased, and she even
said beforehand if I had the ability to give her pleasure and orgasm, I could have sex with her anytime. Tsk tsk, such
tempting conditions, how could I not practice my skills desperately?
So I became even more unrestrained, almost always casually teasing my master's ear
and touching her breasts, because these two places are erogenous zones for many women. Unfortunately, she was completely
unmoved. Of course, if the leader of the Joyful Sect was defeated by her own skills, then she was not qualified to be
the leader.
After a few days of this, Yao Qing'er returned. At this time, there were still about
half a month left before the end of Ramadan, which meant that even if Yao Qing'er returned, it would be of no use to me, because I could only
look, not touch.
"It hurts! It hurts!"
Every time I finish adjusting my internal energy with my master, my penis gets erect. Instead of teasing her , she tricks me
, which is quite rude. My master usually just laughs and scolds me as a "little pervert" before kicking me out of the room,
ignoring my erect penis. And she always tells me repeatedly not to make myself ejaculate...
"Good little brother, what's wrong?"
Yao Qing'er walked over and couldn't help but laugh. "Are you feeling bored?"
If I can't eat, I can at least touch her to satisfy my craving.
I snuggled into Yao Qing'er's arms, my large hands roaming restlessly over her sensitive areas. "It's all
Qing'er's fault for refusing to be my good wife, causing me so much pain!"
Although Yao Qing'er felt embarrassed, the pleasure emanating from her body was overwhelming, and she gasped
, "No...don't touch there...sister...sister can't take it...sister promises you...no...sister promises you everything...
ah..." As she spoke, Yao Qing'er was surprised that I had conquered her forbidden zone so quickly.
I whispered in her ear, "Qing'er, are you serious?" Then, my hand
slowly massaged her honeypot, and soon it was incredibly wet.
Yao Qing'er's eyes were alluring, and her breath was sweet as orchids. "Mmm... Sister promises... promises... no..."
As soon as she finished speaking, she reached her climax. With such a sensitive constitution, it's no wonder she's my subject again.
I smiled and withdrew my hand. "Then we'll have our wedding ceremony! I'll go prepare now!"
Exhausted, Yao Qing'er was shocked by my words and quickly grabbed my hand. "No...not now...
I...I'm not ready yet..."
"Didn't you just promise?" I feigned distress, hugging Yao Qing'er. "I don't care! I
'm going to marry you!"
Yao Qing'er was both amused and exasperated. "Did I say I wouldn't be your wife?" Seeing my anger turn to joy,
she tapped my forehead. "My little rascal, Wencai's husband just left. Is it appropriate for me to be your
wife ?" She then patted my head. "I promise you, once Wencai's emotions
have calmed down, I'll...I'll..."
Yao Qing'er's face flushed red; she couldn't bring herself to say something so explicit. So I quickly added, "You'll
be my bandit queen!"
"What 'bandit's wife'? It's my wife! Ah... how embarrassing! You're so naughty!" Yao Qing'er blushed deeply, tricked into
saying it out loud, and immediately buried herself in my arms like a little girl, refusing to look up at me.
"Hahahaha! Yes, yes, my wife!" I laughed heartily, "Sister, don't forget what you
said today! I'm going to read!"
I can't have Yao Qing'er for now, and even if I did, it wouldn't help my skills much
. It's better to wait until Li Bingbing has nourished my body before having this powerful virgin.
Just as I stepped out of Yao Qing'er's room, a fragrant breeze wafted behind me, or rather, a chilling fragrance.
Needless say, it was Liang Wanjun.
"Come with me." Liang Wanjun placed a jade-like hand on my shoulder, and then, in a moment of dizziness, we
were a rooftop not far away.
I didn't say I wouldn't go with you, why are you pulling me like this? I'm at
a disadvantage, and besides, I'm just her nominal disciple, so stop talking nonsense.
"Not bad," Liang Wanjun released me, then said with a half-smile, "Now is indeed not
the time to take Yao Qing'er's 'red pill.' You've been able to hold back; you haven't disappointed me."
"Master..." I also want to eat Yao Qing'er! Do you know how hard I've been trying to restrain myself?
Liang Wanjun seemed to see through my thoughts, her beautiful eyes darting around as she softly uttered, "I know your
predicament. Yao Qing'er can't be touched, but is there anyone else here who can't be touched?"
I froze for a moment, my eyes involuntarily drawn to Liang Wanjun's high, firm breasts
, rounded legs, and shapely buttocks, all tightly encased in her clothes, and I couldn't help but drift into daydreams.
"You little pervert!" Liang Wanjun scolded, lightly tapping my forehead with her delicate hand. A ripple of emotion stirred within me
. "I was talking about Zhang Wencai!"
I said quickly, grabbing Liang Wanjun's hand and gently stroking it. I knew she wouldn't punish me.
As if an electric current had passed through her, Liang Wanjun's delicate body trembled slightly. She then pulled her hand away in annoyance
. "You little devil! Wait until you've got the guts to pin your master down on the bed, then I'll let you have your way with me. Let's get down to business!"
I chuckled. "Master, look at what you're saying. With my cultivation level, I couldn't possibly devour you even in ten lifetimes."
Seeing Liang Wanjun about to explode, I quickly grabbed her hand. This time, there was no lewdness involved. "Zhang
Wencai is nice, but her husband just died, and besides, her personality isn't to my taste… Ouch! Master
, you're being nice! Why are you hitting me again!"
Liang Wanjun glared at me angrily. "I didn't see you talking so much when you were taking advantage of your master. Now I
'm giving you a test. Besides, Zhang Wencai's physique is suitable for the techniques of our Joyful Teachings. Go and take her
body; it will help your cultivation!"
"Well, she has to be willing... Look at her, she hates me to death, she's practically ready to kill me." I said with a bitter
face, pulling Liang Wanjun's hand again, trying to take advantage of her.
"You spineless coward!" Liang Wanjun whispered in my ear, "With your master helping you
, what are you afraid of?"
"Ah!" I looked at Liang Wanjun in disbelief. Indeed, if she helped me, not to mention one Zhang Wencai
, even a hundred Zhang Wencais wouldn't be a match for me!
"Then Master, you should quickly subdue her and send her to my room later, hehe." As I spoke
, one of my thieving hands had already quietly climbed onto Liang Wanjun's firm, round buttocks, gently kneading them.
But Liang Wanjun acted as if nothing had happened, only giving me a disgruntled glare as I continued
my thieving spree. "If you can't even handle Zhang Wencai, are you even my disciple?
No way! I have other ways to help you. Now, all you have to do is capture Zhang Wencai for me!" With
that , Liang Wanjun slapped away my still-wanting hand and vanished before my eyes in a few breaths.
If it weren't for the lingering fragrance on my hands and the aroma in the air, I wouldn't have even realized there had been another
person there.
I looked up at the sky; Zhang Wencai should be instructing her disciples in martial arts right now. Well, taking her
into my harem for a bit of fun wouldn't be bad, especially since it was a task my beautiful master had given me.
"What's wrong with your feet? Open them a little wider! Haven't you eaten?"
"That's not right. Breathe evenly, don't pant like an old man!"
"Your footwork is too messy. Is someone hitting you from behind? Get your act together!"
"You..."
I could hear Zhang Wencai's voice scolding her disciples from afar. She was known for her fiery temper, and now that these
disciples were disobeying her, she was even more furious, almost seeing them as the murderers of Duanji.
When they saw me coming, the disciples looked at me like I was their savior, constantly casting pleading glances my way.
Looking at me like that won't do any good. I don't even like her, there's no need for her to give me face, okay?
But Zhang Wencai saw me coming and called out for them to stop and rest for half an incense stick's time. Then she
walked to a stone bench and sat down.
I quickly sat down next to her.
Zhang Wencai was tall and well-proportioned; even sitting, she was a head taller than me. I had to
look up to her.
"You've come because you need something?" Zhang Wencai didn't look at me, glancing at the disciples resting in front of her while gently wiping away her sweat with
a handkerchief .
I was a little afraid of this woman, but I knew my master was definitely nearby, so what was there to be afraid of!
She could be fiercer than my master!
I took a deep breath. "Nothing much, you seem tired, so I brought you some water and steamed buns. Uh
, the steamed buns were sent by Sister Qing'er."
Zhang Wencai didn't believe me at first, but upon hearing Yao Qing'er's name, she didn't doubt me anymore. She took
the bamboo basket from my hand, opened the lid, and a fragrant aroma of lotus leaves wafted out.
"This..." Inside weren't just steamed buns, but also some southern snacks that I had ordered the kitchen to make. Zhang Wencai was
from the south, so they should suit her taste.
"Um, I know you're from the south. These snacks were specially made for you by the kitchen,
so they might ..." As she spoke, Zhang Wencai's beautiful eyes welled up with tears, as if they were about to
spill over.
"This is lotus leaf steamed rice cake, I haven't had it in years, and there's also hibiscus three-color roll,
a snack ," Zhang Wencai said softly, tears welling up in her eyes and dripping onto the pastries.
"Uh... don't cry, try it, it's still warm!" I comforted her, putting my arm around
her shoulder.
Unexpectedly, Zhang Wencai suddenly stood up and said sharply, "Who told you these things? I don't need your pretense of
kindness!" She then threw the pastries and water on the ground, leaving a fragrant breeze as she drifted away.
The disciples who were resting looked at each other in bewilderment. A few of those I usually talked to came over and laughed
, "Senior brother, do you want to woo our master? Hehe, she's so stubborn, these aren't enough for you."
These were all southern specialties that I had painstakingly found out about, but who knew Zhang Wencai would be so clueless.
I waved my hand irritably, "I just want to be a good person, a good person, you understand?" The
guys laughed shamelessly and scattered like birds.
By the time it was time to eat, Zhang Wencai had reverted to her usual aloofness. She finished her
meal and then got up to go back to her room. I didn't even bother to finish my food; she left, and I followed
her.
"Why are you following me?" Zhang Wencai didn't even glance at me, continuing to walk forward, seemingly
about to return to her room.
I quickly put on a forced smile. "I really want to make up with you. I know you're from the South, so
you must like those pastries, but I didn't know you didn't like them..."
"Who doesn't like them?" Zhang Wencai stopped, glaring at me. "Those are
pastries ; how could I not like them? I just hate your pretentious behavior!"
After saying that, she quickly walked forward again.
"Hey, don't go yet! Hey!" I hurried after her, but she walked faster and faster, soon leaving me
behind.
I stomped my foot in annoyance. Damn it, what's so great about her? She's just a widow.
Just then, Liang Wanjun silently came to my side again, laughing and teasing, "Useless
girl , you've made a mess of a widow who's lost her husband. I really don't know how you managed to deal with your mother back then!
Here, take this."
As Liang Wanjun spoke, she stuffed something into my hand. My heart skipped a beat. Could it be the legendary "
Spring Tide Powder" that could turn a barren woman into a harlot?
As if she knew what I was thinking, Liang Wanjun... She glanced at me. "This is our sect's Forgetfulness Powder. Find a way to
get her to take it. Within seven days, she'll slowly forget her past feelings and hatred. Use this time to instill your
thoughts into her head, understand?"
Wouldn't that mean she'd be willing to become a bitch if I made her ? I looked at Liang Wanjun with ill intent. Her pretty face flushed, and she bit her lip lightly. "This medicine is ineffective
against our sect members . Keep your ulterior motives to yourself!" I chuckled, then made a few more suggestive remarks to Liang Wanjun before leaving. The next day, I shamelessly delivered snacks and water to Zhang Wencai as usual. These were normal foods ; I knew she didn't trust me now and wouldn't easily eat what I brought. Even if it was laced with medicine , it would be useless. My purpose was to make her remember me; this impression was crucial for the medicine's effectiveness. Yao Qing'er noticed that Zhang Wencai seemed to have become unusually forgetful lately, forgetting many things from the past. She assumed it was because Zhang Wencai was too traumatized by Duanji's death, causing her to forget the past, but not the feelings between her and Yao Qing'er. Even Yao Qing'er couldn't quite put her finger on what she had forgotten. Of course, Yao Qing'er wouldn't be foolish enough to bring up Duanji, as that was Zhang Wencai's deepest pain. Her current state wasn't necessarily a bad thing. The disciples, however, were delighted. Their master seemed like a different person, from her previous fiery temper to her current gentle and approachable nature. They were overjoyed, even their training became twice as effective, and everyone vied to please their beautiful master! What puzzled them, however, was that their senior brother, whom their master had previously disliked, was now chatting and laughing . Every time their master saw him, it was like seeing a family member, and she acted like a little girl, showing no trace of her former coldness and aloofness. This is all thanks to Liang Wanjun's forgetfulness potion. The plan to train this mature woman has quietly taken another step . Zhang Wencai is still the same Zhang Wencai, but she has truly forgotten her feelings for Duanji completely, even seemingly not recognizing him at all. As for me, I've become her closest and most trusted person. The snacks I've been sending her these past few days prove it. Although she still has some doubts about why she seems to have forgotten some things, with my persistent guidance , she understands that it's due to overexertion from practicing martial arts. She just needs a good night's sleep, and she'll feel better tomorrow . Of course, there's a specific way to sleep. The effects of this potion only take hold during sleep, allowing one to shed old emotions and personality traits. My daily morning infusions are the second step, essentially giving Zhang Wencai a new lease on life. I'm even somewhat grateful to Liang Wanjun. However, Liang Wanjun said that now was not the right time. The key to officially becoming her lover would be when . Liang Wanjun was pushing things along , constantly making Zhang Wencai feel that I was the closest and most trustworthy person to her. Although I couldn't have this "beautiful meat" yet, my room was already filled with a spring-like atmosphere. "Ah... harder... Mother is going to come..." Mother was dazed, her fragrant saliva flowing, her snow-white body constantly twisting beneath me, as if trying to extract the greatest pleasure. Indeed, we had been celibate for a week, and today was the day of liberation. We didn't go anywhere, but kept having wild sex on the bed, staging one thrilling live sex show after another. "Mother, don't move so lewdly, I'm going to ejaculate again..." I vigorously rubbed Mother's large breasts , while lowering my head to kiss her, intensely feeling the pleasure. My mother ignored me, her long, firm legs still tightly wrapped around my waist, squeezing me tightly, her vulva grinding against my penis, sweet saliva constantly flowing from her playful tongue into my mouth. "Not yet... I can't ejaculate... I want more..." my mother said, slowing her movements, but then she squeezed her beautiful legs together, switching our positions so she was on top. My mother bit her fingers while frantically thrusting her serpentine waist, waves of intense pleasure washing over me, her snow-white, full buttocks swaying with her body, her vulva seemingly having a suction force, constantly sucking at my penis. "Ah..." my mother let out a dazed cry, then collapsed weakly into my arms, and I ejaculated wave after wave of semen into her vulva. From midnight onwards, we've been making love endlessly, losing count of how many times we've done it. We both relentlessly extract immense pleasure from each other's bodies, hoping to make the next period of abstinence easier. However, my mother is in her prime, and her daily needs are enormous. Without my nourishment, she's found a thin wooden stick and uses it every night in the room to satisfy her uncontrollable desires. As a result, her clothes can fetch astronomical prices at auction the next day. My fellow disciples aren't fools; they can distinguish between the smell of her love juices and urine. My mother's stained with love juices every day, can sell for over five taels of silver for half a day's use. Five taels of silver! That's enough for a family of three to live comfortably for a month, but here it's only for half a day! There's no way ; the sect rules require clothes to be washed and returned before nightfall, so they must be washed before noon. As for what they do with their clothes before noon, no one cares. Rumors then circulated that the master's wife, having lost her husband, was lonely and needed to relieve herself. As a result, many male disciples developed a strong sexual interest in her body , and her clothes gradually became priceless. Even the disciples who washed clothes were reluctant to put them up for auction.

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