A female knight-errant emerges from the Tianshan Mountains

"Twenty-six years ago, led by India, Persia, and the Turks, taking advantage of the passing of our late emperor, a coalition of twenty-seven kingdoms from the Western Regions invaded our Great Hua Kingdom. They attacked all nine border passes of our Great Hua Kingdom, leaving a trail of white bones and smoke for miles around, and the people of the world lived in constant fear." The storyteller struck his gavel, took a sip of tea, and continued, "Just when the civil and military officials were at a loss, the Holy Emperor ascended the throne at the age of sixteen. Within three days, he issued twelve edicts, quickly assessing the sentiments of the people in the capital and various regions. He then swiftly crushed the traitorous clique led by the treacherous minister Jia Daishan, rapidly promoted three virtuous ministers to stabilize the court, and then personally led an expedition against the coalition of twenty-seven kingdoms." "In the Hexi Corridor, he won ten battles in a row, conquering five kingdoms: Kucha, Loulan, Tibet, Jurchen, and Khitan. He also killed the enemy commander, the Persian prince Muhammad. Achis, and then personally led 30,000 elite cavalry to the northern desert, killing the left and right wise kings of the Turks. In the Battle of Hanerhai, he killed more than 730,000 enemy invaders, and the entire Hanerhai changed color. From this battle onwards, the Holy Emperor's prestige reached the five corners of the earth, and all the countries under heaven served him as their sovereign. Our Great Hua Kingdom has since become unparalleled in the world, all thanks to the Holy Emperor's achievements. Today, we will talk about the Holy Emperor's campaign to destroy the Uyghurs in the nineteenth year of his reign." The storyteller was still vividly recounting the Holy Emperor's illustrious achievements, while a young girl listened with great interest in a private room on the third floor.
Wan Hui'er touched the folding fan in her sleeve, a keepsake from her mother on her deathbed. For seventeen years, she had constantly fantasized about the identity of her father, whom she had never met. Her mother was the head of the Tianshan Sect, and countless young talents had risked their lives for her, yet her mother had always remained indifferent. Wan E'hua, the "Iceberg Jade Maiden," was once considered the most beautiful of the four great beauties of the martial arts world, yet she was willing to become pregnant out of wedlock for a man whose name she didn't even know—a fact that had shocked countless young heroes.
Wan Hui'er had always felt sorry for her mother, thinking her mother was too foolish, wasting her youth on such an irresponsible man. In her young heart, she had cursed this father she had never known countless times. She vowed that even if that man were to change his mind and come back to them, she would never acknowledge that heartless man as her father.
But when her mother revealed the truth before her death, she was stunned.
That legendary, invincible emperor, who reigned supreme over all under heaven, whose achievements far surpassed those of the Three Sovereigns and Five Emperors, the most supreme ruler in the world, was actually her father?! Even a five-year-old could recite the story of this emperor for a whole day and night—it's simply too legendary.
He ascended the throne at sixteen, facing a formidable enemy army on the border and treacherous ministers who betrayed the country. Faced with such a desperate situation, he eliminated the powerful minister Jia Daishan in just seven days. In the years that followed, the emperor simultaneously developed the people's livelihood and expanded his influence across the world. The Great Hua has now successively annexed Japan, Ryukyu, Annam, Luzon, Khitan, Turks, Persia, India, and more. His military might has even crossed the Ural Mountains. It's said that the current commander of the Seventh Army Corps, Song Lianwen, is currently attacking a place called Egypt—supposedly on the edge of the world, a distance from which Tang Sanzang only covered half the journey to the Western Paradise.
Wan Huier never imagined that such a god-like figure could be her father. Although she, the "Snow Mountain Goddess" Wan Huier, had gained some fame in the martial arts world and was a celebrity in the north and south of Tianshan over the years, compared to her father whom she had never met, she was simply a weed at the foot of Tianshan Mountain. They were completely different concepts.
So after her mother's death, she traveled alone from Tianshan to the capital with only her maid, Xing'er. On one hand, she wanted to claim a title for her unfortunate mother; on the other hand, she wanted to see if her father, who was touted as an unparalleled figure, was truly as domineering, invincible, handsome, and dashing as the rumors suggested… "Miss, Miss, I'm back!" Just as Wan Hui'er was lost in thought, Xing'er's boisterous voice came from outside the door. This silly girl! If it weren't for the fact that she'd been with her since childhood, she would have sold her off. She had no manners at all. Back in the Tianshan Sect, there weren't so many rules, but if she really accepted that cheap father and was made a princess, her maid's lack of manners would be a laughingstock.
Before she could even reprimand Xing'er, she saw a figure following behind Xing'er pounce towards her with a speed she couldn't even react to.
So fast! Wan Huier had always considered herself a master in the martial arts world, but faced with this afterimage, she didn't even have time to react. This was the capital, under the Emperor's nose; could someone really dare to fight here?
"Thump!"
The figure instantly knelt before Wan Huier, kowtowing and saying, "This servant, Xiao Yuanzi, greets you, Miss." He was a young eunuch dressed entirely in gray, seemingly even younger than her, yet his martial arts skills were in no way inferior to her maternal grandfather, the head of the Tianshan Sect. He should be a renowned figure in the martial arts world, yet he knelt respectfully before her, not daring to rise.
"You're Eunuch Xiao Yuanzi, right? Get up, get up!" Although somewhat bewildered by his attitude, thanks to Xing'er's chattering explanation, Wan Huier finally understood the situation.
It turned out that Xing'er had gone to the Imperial Clan Court that morning to report something, and upon hearing that she was a princess who had been living among commoners, they naturally dared not neglect her. So they sent this little eunuch to invite her to the Imperial Clan Court to verify her identity.
Following the little eunuch, Wan Hui'er arrived at the Imperial Clan Court in a daze. After answering a series of questions and handing over the folding fan, she was obediently pushed into the bathroom by several palace maids.
It's not that she was unsophisticated; who had ever ridden in a carriage pulled by eight fine Ferghana horses, especially one made from a single piece of jade? Who had ever seen a bathroom the size of their Tianshan Sect's training ground? Even the incense was the legendary ambergris, and the tea she had just drunk was ginseng tea brewed from the legendary thousand-year-old ginseng king! Back then, countless people in the martial arts world had died for an eight-hundred-year-old ginseng king, but here it was as common as a roadside radish. Not to mention the professional massage techniques of these palace maids, which practically made her soul fly to the heavens.
Several palace maids were kneading and stroking her body. Wan Hui'er was initially embarrassed about being naked in front of others, but after their seemingly magical hands roamed over her body, she was completely captivated.
"Is she asleep?" A hoarse voice suddenly appeared in the bathroom.
The palace maids immediately knelt down, completely unconcerned about the ripples caused by their trembling breasts and buttocks.
The lead maid respectfully replied, "Reporting to the head eunuch, the young mistress drank calming tea earlier, and we just used the Heavenly Demon Bliss Hand technique. She definitely won't wake up for at least three hours." "That's good! Otherwise, it would have been awkward!" As the hoarse voice faded, an old eunuch in a scarlet robe slowly walked in.
The old eunuch scrutinized Wan Hui'er's exquisite face. "Not bad," he said, "she does resemble Wan E'hua by eight-tenths. It seems she is undoubtedly His Majesty's lost child." Wan Hui'er lay flat on a white rhinoceros-hide couch, her jade-like skin reflecting the glow of the luminous pearl atop the bathroom ceiling, radiating a holy light.
Unfortunately, this smooth, inner beauty was completely invisible to the old eunuch. He walked to Wan Hui'er's side and, with his withered hands, unceremoniously touched her breasts.
It should be noted that since Wan Hui'er grew up, even her mother had never touched these breasts, and even she herself wouldn't treat her precious treasures so roughly while washing.
"As expected of someone who has practiced martial arts since childhood, her skin is so smooth and delicate, much better than the previous two young ladies. It's just that her breasts seem a bit small; I'm afraid His Majesty won't be satisfied." The old eunuch patted and pointed at Wan Hui'er's body with his hands, as if the flawless beauty under his hands was not the renowned 'Snow Mountain Goddess' of the martial arts world, but merely a female pig on a chopping board. His tone was not like that of someone treating a princess who had fallen into the common people, but rather like discussing which part of a pork was fat and which was thin.
To be fair, seventeen-year-old Wan Hui'er's bust was already three feet one inch. While not enormous, it was enough to make her stand out among girls her age. However, in the old eunuch's words, it was as if her breasts, which were equivalent to a D-cup in later generations, were still defective.
"This servant has noted it down. May I ask, Master Eunuch, should I feed the young mistress raw milk or breast enhancement powder from now on?" the head maid asked respectfully, kneeling on the ground.
The old eunuch pondered for a moment, then teased Wan Hui'er's unconsciously erect nipples with both hands, saying, "These breasts may not be large, but the nipples are certainly erect and firm. Feed her raw milk." After saying that, he continued to grope Wan Hui'er's waist.
"Is her waist two feet?"
"Reporting to the head eunuch, it's two feet four-tenths!"
"That's the downside of martial arts practitioners. Their waists get thicker, and their breasts get smaller. Sigh! It's really pitiful. Why did this young mistress have to go and practice martial arts? Remember this: use a combination of Soft Bone Powder and a Thousand Gold Formula. Her waist should be reduced to at least one foot eight-tenths." "This servant understands!" "What is the young mistress's height and leg length?" "
Reporting to the head eunuch, the young mistress is four feet nine inches seven-tenths tall, her legs are two feet eight inches one-tenth long, her hips are two feet seven inches one-tenth, her chest is three feet eight-tenths, and her waist is two feet four-tenths." "Hmm..." The old eunuch pondered for a long time.
"Your hips can grow two inches larger with the Cold Dew Pill and your Blissful Hands technique, but what about your legs, which are two inches shorter?" "Your Excellency, if you give me the Frightening Powder and my unique Bone-Rubbing Hands technique, I can guarantee that your legs will grow three inches within a month. But if I do that, your lower body martial arts will be useless." "Useless or not, your task from now on is to serve His Majesty well. You can use whatever martial arts he wants. But you must be careful. If anything goes wrong, your entire family will be executed." "I wouldn't dare. How could I dare to use this technique on you if I wasn't absolutely certain? This skill is a secret technique that my Demonic Sect never passed down. It's absolutely safe and reliable." The leading maid kowtowed repeatedly.
"Alright, I was just saying that. You, Bai Ruyi, the Holy Maiden of the Demonic Sect, how can you be so lacking in self-restraint?" "This servant is merely a fourth-rank palace maid, Bai Lian. What Holy Maiden of the Demonic Sect? Under the Holy Emperor's rule, who dares to claim sainthood, and who dares to be so presumptuous?" Bai Lian hurriedly explained in a panic, but the old eunuch completely ignored her. Instead, he spread Wan Huier's legs apart.
Her private parts, which had never been seen by anyone before, were now completely exposed to this decaying old eunuch.
After the bath and massage, Wan Huier was still in a daze. The budding flower in her lower body was trembling slightly with her breath.
The old eunuch used two fingers to pry open her tightly closed labia. A thin layer of moisture was visible inside her vagina. As her labia were gradually separated, the translucent hymen, symbolizing purity, was clearly visible.
"This buttocks are quite nice. Have you calculated the depth and thickness?" "Reporting to the head eunuch, after our calculations, the depth of the young mistress's buttocks should be three inches and seven fen on the outside, with a maximum of five inches and one fen. As for the cervix, it should be between four inches and two fen and five inches and one fen. There should be a maximum of one inch inside. As for the thickness, it should currently be only six fen. With training, it is estimated that it can reach two inches and four fen." "We can't deal with the buttocks for the time being, but the pubic hair is too much. I didn't expect our young mistress to be such a lustful person!" The old eunuch put down Wan Hui'er's labia, wiped his hands on her thick pubic hair, and said teasingly.
Bai Lian dared not accept his joke. This old eunuch Yuanbao was Emperor Shengwu's confidant, and even ordinary concubines were not as favored as him. Cheng En could easily make decisions for a young lady like Wan Huier who came to claim kinship, but she was merely a fourth-rank concubine. If Wan Huier gained favor in the future and found out that she had once teased Cheng En about her pubic hair, Cheng En wouldn't care, but she would be doomed.
"His Majesty has recently disliked women with excessive pubic hair. He uses gold needles every day to help the young lady remove her pubic hair. Oh, and her armpit hair too, His Majesty dislikes it." "This servant has remembered!" Cheng En flicked a finger at Wan Huier's waist, and she was as if a feather had been touched by his hand, and turned over like a painting.
"The Spiritual Finger," Bai Lian, kneeling on the ground, witnessed this scene, her heart filled with immense excitement. This divine skill was the most treasured possession of their Demonic Sect. Even when the old sect leader was unparalleled in the martial world, he couldn't achieve such a divine level as Yuan Bao. People all said that the Holy Martial Emperor was a reincarnation of the Heavenly Emperor, a true immortal on earth. She had scoffed at this before, thinking it was just a bunch of ignorant fools. But since she was tamed, the more she learned about the current strength of the Holy Martial Dynasty, the more astonished she became. Besides explaining it as a celestial being descended to earth, she truly couldn't imagine who could possess such power.
"Smooth back, flawless, top-grade."
Cheng En first ran his fingers over Wan Hui'er's back, finding no flaws, before revealing a slight smile.
Then he used two fingers to separate Wan Hui'er's labia, revealing her pink anus.
"This anus looks quite exquisite. Has it been tested?" Bai Lian knelt on the ground, trembling as she answered, "Reporting to the head steward, not yet!" "Then hurry up and test it!" The palace maid beside Bai Lian quickly got up, walked to Wan Hui'er's side, and then—stood out her tongue.
Her tongue didn't look human at all. It stretched out of her mouth for nearly several feet, and was only a few fingers wide. If you said she was a snake spirit in human form, no one would disagree.
Huai En watched as the palace maid's tongue slowly probed into Wan Hui'er's anus, and slowly nodded, saying, "Your Demonic Sect only has these lowly skills to be considered somewhat decent. It's not for nothing that His Majesty spared your dog lives back then." "That was His Majesty's mercy, Grand Eunuch's compassion." "Stop flattering me. I'm just His Majesty's dog. How dare I compare myself to His Majesty?" Although Huai En hurriedly said that he dared not be compared to His Majesty, his old face was smiling as brightly as Wan Hui'er's chrysanthemum.
As he spoke, the Snake Tongue Woman had finished probing Wan Hui'er's anus, and withdrew her tongue. There was a clear trace of dark yellow feces on the tip of her tongue, but she didn't care at all. She directly swallowed her tongue and knelt down beside Bai Lian, communicating with her in sign language.
She had cultivated her Snake Tongue skill to a level that no one had reached in three hundred years. Her tongue could even be several feet long and as thin as a human hair. However, in return, she had forever lost the ability to speak.
"Reporting to the Grand Eunuch, the width of the anus is 1.1 inches, the current limit is 1.8 inches, and the estimated limit should be 2.9 inches. The intestinal depth is 8.6 inches, and the feces are 5.3 inches." "The width of the anus is acceptable, but the feces are too shallow. If His Majesty is in the mood to appreciate chrysanthemums in the future, it will not be beautiful if it is stained with feces. In the future, Your Highness should pay more attention to your diet, eat more light food, and have the Imperial Kitchen add some 'clearing powder' to the dishes." "By the way, how deep is the trachea!" "Reporting to the Grand Eunuch, the depth of the trachea is 4.2 inches."
"So short, how can His Majesty enjoy himself? Within a month, it must be changed to more than 8 inches." "This..." Bai Lian knelt on the ground, not daring to answer.
"What's wrong?" Seeing her like this, Huai En asked unhappily.
Seeing Huai En's displeased expression, Bai Lian quickly explained, "Reporting to the head steward, the other places are fine; we can do what we need after the young mistress falls asleep. However, expanding the throat by four inches without the young mistress's knowledge is beyond our capabilities." What she said was true. With the methods of their demonic sect, even transforming Wan Hui'er into a man would only be a matter of time. But to transform the throat from four inches to eight inches without her knowledge was something she truly had no way to do.
"You don't need to worry about that. When we destroyed Persia a few years ago, that group of people called the Sak New Sect had some special skills in this area. We'll have their Grand Elder come and take your command." The Sak New Sect was the state religion of Persia back then, and its elders were equivalent to the rulers of small countries. But now that Persia has been destroyed, the Sak New Sect has also been uprooted. If it weren't for the fact that they had some skills in training, similar to the demonic sects of the Central Plains, this sect, which has been passed down for nearly a thousand years, would have been completely wiped out long ago.
Wan Hui'er's entire body was scrutinized by Huai En like a butcher examining pork, until even the calluses on the soles of her feet from martial arts training were melted away.
Huai En stretched; this examination had taken him over an hour, and even with his extraordinary skills, he felt somewhat exhausted.
Just as he was about to leave, he suddenly turned back.
"I almost forgot, the young master's urethra hasn't been checked yet. Old people really do forget things easily." Startled by Huai En's words, Bai Lian and the other women, who had just gotten up, quickly knelt down again. Although they were all top experts in the Demonic Sect, kneeling continuously for over an hour had left them all feeling dizzy and lightheaded.
The same Snake Tongue Elder condensed his tongue into a hair-like strand and gently inserted it into Wan Hui'er's urethra.
Although Wan Hui'er was still unconscious, the sensation of a foreign object invading her urethra still made her frown and utter unconscious murmurs.
"Your urethra is six centimeters long and three and a half inches deep, its limit should be six and a half fen." As the snake-tongued woman's tongue was pulled out, Wan Hui'er in her dream naturally relaxed her sphincter muscles, and a stream of golden urine instantly flowed out. Although most of it was immediately swallowed by the snake-tongued woman, a few drops still dripped onto Huai En's crimson robe.
Bai Lian and the other women were immediately terrified, their faces turning pale. Huai En was not a kind man; over the years, at least eight or ten thousand people had died unjustly at his hands, especially the snake-tongued woman, whose tongue was flailing wildly in panic.
When Huai En saw the urine dripping onto his crimson robe, his expression changed at first, but then he instantly returned to normal. He reached out and grabbed one of Bai Lian's breasts, who was kneeling on the ground, and began to wipe it on his robe like a rag.
After wiping it a few times, Huai En turned and left without a word. Bai Lian's breast had been used so forcefully by him, and she dared not resist with her internal energy; the five dark blue finger marks on it were excruciatingly painful.
However, she dared not be negligent in the slightest, kneeling on the ground and offering a standard smile as Huai En departed, kowtowing in greeting.
The Snake-Tongued Woman, not expecting Huai En to spare her, collapsed to the ground like a rag doll.
Bai Lian waited until Huai En was gone for about the time it takes to drink a cup of tea before daring to rise from the ground and address the people around her:
"You all know what the Grand Eunuch ordered. This time, the Grand Eunuch has shown mercy, but if anyone dares to mess up the task, the consequences are obvious. Be on your best behavior." She then looked with pity at Wan Hui'er, who was still smiling in her sleep. This young mistress, how could she urinate? Not only that, but she even urinated on Huai En! Unless she gains favor, that petty eunuch will probably not let her off the hook.
[The Holy Martial Dynasty: The Heroine of Tianshan] (Part 2)
Wan Hui'er felt like she had a very, very long dream.
In her dream, she and her mother were taken to the palace by her adoptive father. Her mother was made Empress, and she became Princess, showered with love and privilege, having everything she could want. She imprisoned all those who had bullied her, calling her a fatherless child. And she! She chose the most handsome man in the world as her husband.
But when she sat by the bed waiting for her husband to lift the veil, a man in his thirties appeared before her.
Although he was handsome, she was only seventeen, and he looked over thirty—wasn't he too old?
But he was so handsome! For his good looks, a little older didn't matter; she could just suffer a little.
But how embarrassing! He was taking off his clothes! Wan Hui'er really wanted to resist, but she felt completely powerless, and could only watch helplessly as he stripped her naked and lit so many candles. How shameful!
Then, this shameless old man actually started taking off his clothes. Wan Hui'er was so ashamed that she quickly covered her eyes with her fingers, but unconsciously, why were her fingers leaving gaps? She saw his strong body, his exposed eight-pack abs, his sexy six-pack, and that… what was that?! How terrifying! A dark, thick thing! How could it be so big? Wan Hui'er had seen children urinating in the Tianshan Mountains before; their penises were only the size of earthworms! And they were all white and tender. How come this man was not only pitch black, but also as thick as her third senior brother's Vajra pestle!
Heavens! He wasn't going to insert that into her lower body, was he? No! It would kill her!
Wan Hui'er kept screaming "No, no!" in her heart, but her body was involuntarily pressed down on the bed by him. Then she saw him raise that foot-long black thing and thrust it hard against her.
'Ah!' "Miss, Miss, what's wrong?" Xing'er's voice came from outside the door. Wan Hui'er touched the brocade quilt covering her body and realized it was just a dream.
How embarrassing! How could she have such a shameless dream? It must be that tutor's fault. Why did she show her that picture of erotic pleasures yesterday, saying that girls all have to get married, and that these are things that must be learned, and that a princess should know even more? It's so embarrassing! She's going to be a princess, and she doesn't want to learn these shameless things.
Her current status is supposedly that of a princess apprentice. She's never heard of princesses needing apprenticeships before, but the old eunuchs of the Imperial Clan Court say that because she didn't grow up in the royal family, she doesn't know many rules and must learn etiquette for a period of time. Otherwise, she'll not only disgrace the royal family but also the entire Great Hua Kingdom. They say it so righteously, as if she would become a sinner of the entire Great Hua Kingdom if she didn't learn this damned etiquette.
It's infuriating! She's been here for almost half a month and hasn't even seen her cheap old man once!
These royal etiquette rules are so torturous. Not only do she have to learn how to walk and sit, but she also has to know what kind of kneeling and bowing she should do for each person of different ranks. If it weren't for the excellent treatment here, she really would have run away. It's so troublesome.
But the treatment here is truly excellent. She originally only had one maid, Xing'er, but since being sent here, she now has more than thirty maids under her command. You know, her maternal grandfather's Tianshan Sect only has less than thirty people in total.
And every morning, she has a shimmering medicinal porridge—it really is shimmering! It's said that it takes countless rare and precious herbs to make this porridge. Just the bowl she drinks every morning costs more than two thousand taels of silver.
Then, for lunch and dinner, she has a special beauty and skin-nourishing set meal prepared by the imperial kitchen. Not only is it so delicious that you can't help but swallow your tongue, but it also beautifies the skin and delays aging. Recently, she has really felt that her skin is getting better and better.
It's just a pity that the rules here are so strict. Sometimes, when she couldn't finish her food and wanted Xing'er to eat it, that old, long-faced headmistress would always tell her she couldn't, saying there was a difference between master and servant. She and Xing'er used to eat and sleep together, didn't they?
What a hateful old woman! When I see that cheap emperor father, I'll definitely give her a piece of my mind and get rid of her far away!
Thinking of this, Wan Hui'er couldn't help but gag. Lately, she didn't know what was wrong with her; sometimes she would suddenly feel nauseous. Was it because she had been complaining about that old woman too much?
Hearing Wan Hui'er get up, several palace maids who were always ready to serve her filed in. She didn't even have to lift a finger; the maids started helping her dress. She truly loved this life—if only the maid who helped her tie her clothes hadn't been so forceful every time.
She had mentioned it once before, but the old nanny said it was a rule in the palace that the waist had to be tied tightly so that she could stand up straight. Then she gave a bunch of nonsensical lectures, which made her dizzy, so she had no choice but to let it go.
"Miss, Miss, you look so much prettier than before! Am I seeing things?" Xing'er, having finished dressing, approached her. Although Xing'er was still her personal maid, she no longer needed to take care of her food, clothing, and lodging; all of these were handled by the palace maids sent to her. This meant the two of them spent less and less time together. However, everything would be alright once she met her adoptive father—that's what the operas and storytellers said. It must be true!
And Xing'er was right. These past few days, every time she looked in the mirror, she felt more beautiful. Although she was already a beauty among beauties, now she seemed to be at least one in ten thousand.
'It seems the palace's so-called beauty and health package really works, but I feel like I've gotten fatter…' Wan Huier thought with distress. She hadn't really paid attention to it before, as her figure had always been perfect. But yesterday, when she thought about her favorite dress, she realized she couldn't fit into it anymore. Her hips felt like they'd gotten a whole size bigger, and she couldn't fit into it at all. It was so frustrating! She probably wouldn't like being this chubby; her cheap father probably wouldn't like it.
She must have been living too comfortably lately; it seemed like she hadn't practiced her martial arts for over half a month. After finishing her etiquette lessons, she needed to practice her martial arts properly, otherwise, becoming a chubby little girl would probably make it difficult to find a husband.
'Oh dear!' Lost in her thoughts, Wan Huier blushed instantly. What was wrong with her lately? Why was she always thinking about such lewd things!
After being lectured on palace rules by the head instructor for nearly two hours in a daze, Wan Huier collapsed onto the bed, feeling utterly exhausted. Those who hadn't experienced it couldn't imagine how torturous this kind of learning was; even when she trained in the Tianshan Mountains, she hadn't felt this tired.
"My lady, the bathroom is ready. Please come and bathe."
If there was one time of day she looked forward to most, it was undoubtedly her daily bath. The head maid, Bai Lian, had such exquisite massage techniques that they were truly heavenly. Enjoying such refined service every day, Wan Huier suddenly felt that the annoying palace rules weren't so bad after all.
"My lady, my lady..."
In a daze, Wan Huier found herself back in the dream she had that morning. That incredibly handsome man was standing naked in front of her, his dark penis erect like a spear, right in front of her nose. A strong smell of fishy herbs wafted over her with each breath—it felt disgusting!
Why was she kneeling before this man? Shouldn't he be her consort? And why am I naked?! How embarrassing!
That rude man suddenly thrust his enormous penis into her mouth, completely disregarding her feelings. So crude! But the feeling of my mouth being full is so strange!
In the royal bath made of white jade, Wan Hui'er was being forced into a doggy-style position, and in front of her, a gaunt old woman was inserting a lifelike, warm jade phallus into her mouth.
The warm jade phallus was about a foot long and three inches thick. This enormous phallus completely stretched her mouth open, causing saliva to flow unconsciously from her mouth. Her entire throat was stretched open, and Wan Hui'er's lips were about to be torn apart. Yet, despite this, nearly half of the dildo still remained outside.
"It seems unlikely that you'll be able to fully develop your throat during the mission!" Wan Hui'er's mouth was completely blocked by the dildo. Although she was talking in her sleep, her face was flushed and her nostrils were flaring as she struggled to breathe.
Seeing this, the old woman had no choice but to pull the dildo out of her mouth. As the object left, Wan Hui'er gagged several times in her dazed state, but only managed to vomit some clear water.
After several days of treatment with medicine from the Imperial Hospital, the food she ingested was now being absorbed as energy in a very short time. The imperial kitchen's meals ensured that any undigested residue would only be excreted as water. This was to prevent the Emperor from accidentally defecating when he wanted to have sex with her anus. It was estimated that after another half month of treatment, even when she defecated, she would only pass a puddle of clear water.
Bai Lian was directing her palace maids to carefully insert a thin, flexible tube into Wan Hui'er's vagina. This was a very difficult task, as the opening in Wan Hui'er's hymen was only the size of half a mung bean. If it were even slightly damaged, none of them would be able to escape.
The tube slowly passed through Wan Hui'er's hymen and then reached her cervix. Bai Lian then took the tube herself, gathered her inner strength, and gently inserted it.
"Mmm..." Wan Hui'er groaned unconsciously as the tube was fully inserted deep into her uterus.
"Phew!" The most difficult step was finally completed. Bai Lian nervously wiped the sweat from her forehead and ordered her maids, "Quickly administer the Pregnancy-Nourishing Powder and the Aphrodisiac Flower."
Following her command, the palace maids immediately put the two bottles of liquid in their mouths and slowly blew them into Wan Hui'er's uterus through the tube.
Seeing the liquid being slowly blown into Wan Hui'er's body, Bai Lian finally came to her senses and said to the old woman, "Can't you finish? The head steward gave instructions. If you don't complete the task, I'd like to see how you explain it to him."
Hearing her mention Cheng En, the old woman's withered face showed a look of panic, and she quickly defended herself, "Lady Bai, you're overthinking it. Actually, as long as we do a small jaw opening, we can absolutely guarantee that the young mistress's throat can receive His Majesty's dragon root, but..."
"But what?" Hearing that there was a solution, Bai Lian also breathed a sigh of relief. She knew that she didn't believe Cheng En would let her off so easily after what happened last time. If she couldn't complete the task, the old woman would naturally be in trouble, and she probably wouldn't have a good outcome either.
"I'm afraid that after the jaw is opened, the young lady will develop a habit of drooling in her sleep."
Hearing that it was just such a minor bad habit, Bai Lian was relieved. The Holy Martial Emperor's harem was filled with beauties, and she alone had trained and served more than twenty young ladies. To this day, only a handful of ladies had the honor of sharing a bed with the Holy Emperor. In her eyes, although this young lady was a beautiful woman, she would not rank among the top three hundred in Lingxiao City, which ruled the world. Even if she was favored, she would at most be a beauty. The minor bad habit of drooling in her sleep would have no impact.
With Bai Lian's permission, the old woman used her inner strength to insert her hands into Wan Hui'er's mouth. With a snap, she dislocated her entire jaw.
"Is that all?" Bai Lian asked curiously. Dislocating the jaw would naturally allow the mouth to open as wide as possible, but how could a beauty who could not close her mouth or suckle satisfy the Holy Martial Emperor?
“Of course not!” The old woman reached into her bosom and pulled out a box of ointment, explaining, “The human mouth is normally connected by two vertebrae, and this ointment can soften these vertebrae. Apply it twice a day for seven consecutive days, and the entire vertebrae in the mouth will soften into a piece of easily stretchable cartilage. Then, Your Highness’s mouth will be able to open as wide as a snake, and the nature of the cartilage will cause it to close naturally. This way, when His Majesty’s dragon root is inserted, it will naturally wrap around the dragon root and suck, like a snake coiling around a golden dragon, and…”
As she finished speaking, the old woman suddenly extended her two fingers and inserted them directly into Wan Hui’er’s throat.
“This old servant has opened up Your Highness’s entire throat, so His Majesty’s dragon root can be inserted directly and smoothly. Moreover, there is a gap between the trachea and the throat, so if His Majesty releases dragon essence or dragon fluid in Your Highness’s mouth, it will naturally spray out from Your Highness’s trachea.”
Bai Lian thought for a moment. If the Holy Emperor were to ejaculate or urinate in Wan Hui'er's mouth, and the urine were to spray out of her nose, she immediately asked, "If it's dragon essence, it's naturally harmless, but if it's dragon fluid, wouldn't it get on the Holy Emperor? In that case, we'd both be in deep trouble!"
"Don't worry, Lady Bai, how could this old servant do such a treasonous thing? This old servant has already sealed the Four White Acupoints of the young mistress and opened her Chengqi Acupoint. The dragon fluid and dragon essence will only spray out from the young mistress's eyes to both sides, and will absolutely not touch the Holy Emperor in the slightest."
Since the fall of the Persian Kingdom, this old woman had been living in constant fear, not knowing if she would live to see tomorrow. It was a rare opportunity for the Eunuch Cheng'en to personally instruct her to properly reform this young mistress, so she naturally pulled out all the tricks she had up her sleeve.
Hearing the old woman's explanation, Bai Lian was secretly shocked. She hadn't expected the Sak New Sect to possess such abilities—to make a beautiful woman urinate in her mouth while simultaneously causing her to weep in the wind. Truly, everyone has their own specialty!
Those from beyond the realm should not be underestimated.
After speaking, the old woman exerted force with both hands, injecting a vial of medicine into Wan Hui'er's mouth. Then, she channeled her inner energy, mimicking the scene of the Holy Martial Emperor urinating. Wan Hui'er's throat gradually thickened and turned red, her entire neck swelling up. Just as her neck seemed about to burst, her eyes suddenly opened, and two streams of water sprayed out from the inside of her eyes—the very medicine the old woman had poured into her mouth.
"Good!"
Cheng En's voice suddenly came from outside, startling everyone into kneeling in worship.
Cheng En, seeing Wan Huier's eyes still brimming with tears, couldn't help but exclaim, "What a beautiful woman! His Majesty hasn't had any new entertainment these days, you old hag, you've done a good job."
Hearing Cheng En's praise, the old woman's face lit up with a radiant smile, and she quickly kowtowed, saying, "Reporting to the Grand Steward, this old servant has a few secret methods for training her. I wonder if the Grand Steward has time to hear them?"
"Tell me!" Cheng En, seeing Wan Huier's tears still spurting out, couldn't help but ask, "How long does this spurting take?"
"Reporting to the Grand Steward, since the Chengqi acupoint is too subtle, the tears can only be sprayed out lightly. Given His Majesty's dragon fluid volume, it's estimated that each time it takes about the time it takes to brew a cup of tea."
"Then can she spit it out or swallow it herself? Is it only possible to spray it out like this? Will it affect her eating and drinking?"
"Reporting to the Steward, the young mistress's throat and airway are sealed by this old servant. They only open in one direction when an object the size of His Majesty's dragon root is inserted, and the dragon fluid or dragon essence will automatically be injected into the young mistress's trachea. After His Majesty pulls out the dragon root, the seal will automatically close again. The young mistress herself has no way to expel the dragon fluid or dragon essence by any other means."
"This design is good. If His Majesty likes it, I will give you credit."
"Thank you for your promotion, Steward!"
"You just said you had a few other prescriptions. Tell me about them."
"Please forgive this old servant for presumptuousness, Steward!" After Cheng En nodded in acknowledgment, the old woman hurriedly crawled to Wan Hui'er's side and pulled out her tongue.
"My lord, please look. The nerves that allow people to taste sweet, sour, bitter, and other flavors are all on the tongue. But this old servant has a way to make someone only perceive a few flavors for their entire life, and be oblivious to all others. If you modify the young master's tongue, this old servant can make the young master feel that His Majesty's dragon root and dragon fluid are the most delicious things in the world. As soon as you get close, you will be unable to suppress your desire and want to hold them in your mouth as soon as possible."
"This, will it affect the young master's eating habits in the future?" Hearing the old woman say this, Cheng En was also somewhat tempted. However, Wan Hui'er was not one of those other weeds. She was a genuine direct descendant of the dragon princess, the emperor's own daughter. Although he seemed to be very powerful outside, as if those unfavored princes and princesses were not as respectable as him, he had been able to survive in the palace for thirty years without being squeezed out. This was because he always remembered his duty as a servant. He did what he was supposed to do and listened to what he was supposed to listen to, but he dared not overstep the bounds in the slightest.
Emperor Shengwu entrusted him with the responsibility of training and reforming the young masters, which was both a sign of his trust and a test. After all, these young masters were the offspring of the Emperor when he was away. He could do whatever he wanted with those enemy chieftains and foreign invaders, but these young masters... He thought of that tragic fellow Huai En. Huai En was even older than him, an old man who had served Emperor Shengwu since before he ascended the throne. He was originally the Emperor's favorite and enjoyed unparalleled favor, but his stupidity lay in the fact that when His Majesty asked him to train these wild imperial offspring, he actually used the same skills he had used to train foreign concubines on those young masters.
As a result, Huai En enthusiastically led the young mistress he had trained to see His Majesty, only to incur His Majesty's wrath. Huai En, who was serving by His Majesty's side at the time, remembered His Majesty's outburst: "You dog, are you senile? What I want is a daughter who can be charming and cute, retain her independent personality, but also fawn over me like a puppy before its master. What the hell do you mean by leading me a slutty bitch who only knows how to be wanton and horny! Besides, even if I treat them like dogs, they are still my noble ladies, my Dobermans, my offspring! You old dog, how dare you treat your master like a dog? You're asking for trouble!" Because of this incident, the dignified Grand Eunuch was banished to guard the late Emperor's tomb. This was only because the Emperor remembered his years of service; otherwise, he would probably have been sent to the Imperial Animal Garden.
Although Cheng'en still didn't know what "acting cute" and "Doberman" meant, he understood His Majesty's meaning perfectly. These young ladies were to be treated like dogs by His Majesty's side, yet remain masters in front of them, his servants. The key was striking the right balance.
"Of course not," the old woman quickly waved her hand. "Completely eliminating their sense of taste is something used on prisoners. The young lady is of noble birth, so naturally she cannot be treated that way. However, this old servant can adjust her sense of taste, making her less sensitive to other foods by thirty percent."
Hearing that it was only a thirty percent reduction in taste, Cheng'en was relieved. This wouldn't affect the young lady's normal life. For Emperor Shengwu, although these daughters were his tamed pets, he still hoped they could live happily. This was His Majesty's compassionate heart as a father!
"That's good, let's do it that way!"
Cheng En said. At that moment, Wan Hui'er's lower abdomen swelled slightly. It turned out that the palace maid kneeling behind her had blown two large bowls of medicine into her uterus.
Seeing this, Bai Lian quickly kowtowed to Cheng En to apologize, then swiftly got up and used the gold needles beside her to repeatedly press on Wan Hui'er's vulva several times before carefully inserting a soft tube. What
she had just used on Wan Hui'er was a 'uterus-locking needle,' so even if Wan Hui'er's uterus were to burst, not a single drop of medicine would leak out. This medicine could promote her physical development and sensitivity, and increase her chances of pregnancy. However, complete absorption would take a full seven days, so to prevent incomplete absorption, she immediately applied the 'uterus-locking needle' after the infusion was complete.
Cheng En calmly looked at Wan Hui'er, who was lying on the ground, and asked, "Has your milk production begun yet, Miss?"
Bai Lian respectfully knelt down and replied, "Today is the first day of milk collection, and we haven't had a chance to do it yet."
"Hurry up, we still have three more young ladies to serve, don't waste our time."
Bai Lian and several palace maids hurriedly laid Wan Hui'er flat on the bath bed. At this moment, the water mist in Wan Hui'er's eyes finally stopped, but because her eyes were still wet, she looked even more pitiful.
Two palace maids massaged Wan Hui'er's acupoints on her chest, one on each side. Instantly, her two nipples hardened, and compared to half a month ago, her breasts and nipples were now noticeably larger.
Two former elders of the Demonic Sect massaged Wan Hui'er's breasts like milking a cow. After a while, pale yellow virgin milk overflowed from the tips of her pink nipples.
Upon seeing the colostrum being expressed, Bai Lian quickly took out a jade bottle to collect it. This was the virgin colostrum of Consort Wan Hui'er. Emperor Shengwu greatly enjoyed the snacks made from this colostrum, but unfortunately, each consort could only produce a few ounces at most, and he felt that the colostrum of other women was unclean. Therefore, the task of collecting the consort's colostrum was second only to the consort's chastity in the entire training phase.
Bai Lian gently scooped up the overflowing colostrum from Wan Hui'er with the jade bottle, but before she could collect it all, the color of the milk had already changed from pale yellow to milky white. She knew that Wan Hui'er's colostrum from the past seventeen years was completely gone, and she quickly put the jade bottle away.
'What a pity!' Cheng En couldn't help but sigh when he saw that the collected colostrum was only a shallow handful. His Majesty only had this one hobby, but unfortunately, the number of consorts each year was too small, and the collection of colostrum was too precious, causing even the emperor to have to calculate how much he could eat. It really made him a little worried for His Majesty.
As the meridians in Wan Hui'er's breasts were unblocked, her milk production gradually increased. What was initially just a slow overflow from the nipple was now spraying outwards from all sides.
"Since this young mistress can already spray milk from her eyes, it's not as beautiful if her breasts spray milk too. Block the milk ducts around her nipples and enlarge the duct at the tip. His Majesty sometimes likes to play a game of milk spurting arrows."
"Yes!" Hearing Cheng En's order, several palace maids quickly took out silver needles and carefully pricked and sealed the milk ducts around Wan Hui'er's nipples. Bai Lian, on the other hand, used a seven-inch-long gold needle to insert into the milk duct at the tip of Wan Hui'er's nipple, rotating it left and right to enlarge it.
After checking Wan Hui'er several times, Cheng En finally withdrew leisurely. The Imperial Clan Court had sent three more young mistresses yesterday; this old man still had a lot to do!
Behind him, Wan Huier lay flat on the bath bed with her mouth wide open. Bai Lianzhen was carefully unblocking her milk ducts, while the old woman was applying various medicines to her tongue. As for her genitals, the snake-tongued woman was completely enveloping her clitoris with her tongue and licking it back and forth.
As for Wan Huier herself, she was currently feeling that incredibly handsome man gently rubbing her genitals with his fingers, making her feel like she was about to fly to heaven. Her tongue was being sucked into his mouth, and she felt like her soul was being sucked away. She vaguely felt a slight urge to defecate in her anus, and her breasts felt swollen, but she didn't know why!
[The Holy Martial Dynasty: The Heroine of Tianshan] (Part 2)
Wan Huier felt that she had become very strange! Every night, whenever she dreamed, she would always dream of that strange uncle, but now she no longer called him Prince Consort, but Master.
Now, whenever she closes her eyes, she sees her master standing naked before her, and she kneeling before him like a puppy, sucking his penis with all her might.
That faint scent of houttuynia cordata is now the most wonderful smell in the world to her. Every time she takes his penis into her mouth, the intoxicating satisfaction is simply intoxicating.
What makes Wan Hui'er even more embarrassed is that as soon as she takes his penis into her mouth, within just a few breaths, her lower body begins to flow with a steady stream of fluid, unstoppable. Her entire vagina involuntarily writhes, yearning for her master to penetrate her tender little hole! Unfortunately, no matter how much she teased, seduced, or even begged, her master would only insert his penis into her mouth, completely disregarding her feelings. At most, when she couldn't bear it anymore, he would gently rub his penis against her vulva a few times. But even that gentle rubbing was enough to send her into a frenzy, her juices flowing out like a burst dam. If her master were to actually penetrate her, Wan Hui'er felt that even dying immediately would be worth it.
In the first few times she had these dreams, as long as she knelt on the ground and barked like a puppy, her master would rub his penis against her wet vulva a few times. Although he didn't actually penetrate her, it was at least a way to release the fire in her heart. But in the past few days, no matter how much she begged and pleaded, or even shamelessly rubbed her buttocks against her master's penis, he would always push her away. Whenever she was burning with desire and had nowhere to release it, she would suddenly wake up to find herself lying in bed, her lower body covered in mud. It turned out that she had been having another erotic dream.
Fortunately, Xing'er had been transferred to learn palace etiquette these days, otherwise she would have been laughed at to death!
She remembered the first time she realized she had wet the entire bed sheet during a wet dream, she clumsily tried to hide it. Later, Sister Bailian found out and told her that this was something every girl did, and no one needed to be ashamed. Even so, seeing them clean her wet sheets every day still made her a little embarrassed! Just now, she had once again tried to rub her buttocks against her master's genitals, but he had ruthlessly pushed her away. After several times, her master probably got angry, called her a "slut," and left, leaving her alone, holding her buttocks, not knowing what to do. Thinking that she might never see her master again, and never taste his big cock again, Wan Hui'er woke up crying from her dream.
'Phew!' When Wan Huier realized she was still dreaming, she took a deep breath. Thankfully, it was just a dream. She was sure she'd see her master again in the next dream; she was her master's most loyal little bitch. What would a dog be like without its master?
Wan Huier sat up in bed, her enormous breasts emerging from under the covers. Since a few days ago, she hadn't worn clothes to bed because if she wore pajamas, they would always be soaked with her own vaginal fluids when she woke up. So she had no choice but to sleep naked.
She reached out and cupped her breasts, feeling they seemed much larger than before. She vaguely remembered measuring them while showering; she used to be able to cover both breasts with both hands. But now, she could only cover the area around her nipples with her small hands, and even with both hands, she couldn't completely cover half of one breast! But could she be mistaken? She vaguely remembered being here for a month or two? But she was becoming increasingly confused about what had happened before.
However, Sister Bailian told her that it was because her life had improved recently, leading to some minor physical development, which was normal. Sister Bailian was such a kind person; she would never lie to her.
Wan Huier slowly got out of bed. She had no choice; every night she had erotic dreams that would leave half the bedsheet wet with vaginal fluid, and the excessive fluid made her feel weak all over, especially when she got up.
Hearing her get up, the Bailian women quickly came in and helped Wan Huier to sit down at the dressing table.
It wasn't that Wan Huier was so weak she couldn't walk a few steps, but rather that she had recently grown taller! Yes, that's right. Sister Bailian told her that because she had practiced martial arts at a young age, her height had been suppressed, but recently, through their proper guidance and the treatment from the Imperial Hospital, she had experienced a second growth spurt.
But after growing taller, she found that her lower body always seemed weak, and recently her breasts and buttocks had been developing like crazy, causing her to sway a little when she stood up, as if she had been drinking. However, Sister Bailian told her that this was only temporary and that she would be fine after a few days.
Wan Huier sat in front of the dressing table waiting for Bailian and the others to help her get dressed, but when Bailian took out the clothes she was supposed to wear that day, she instantly lost her composure.
It was a completely sheer, openwork dress, the entire garment weighing less than three feathers. Even though it was layered, she could see the fine hairs on Bai Lian's hands through it. What difference was there between wearing such a dress and not wearing anything at all? "Bai Lian, how do I wear this?" "Your Highness, today is the day the Emperor summons you. According to regulations, you must wear this dress for your first audience with him!" 'Ah!' Hearing Bai Lian's words, Wan Hui'er remembered that she had come here to find her father! 'But…' Although that person was the Emperor, and also her father, she was still a grown woman. Her body should only be seen by her future husband! Right~ And her master too! Her master could see it too! Perhaps sensing Wan Huier's distress, Bai Lian quickly said, "My lady, you are unaware of this. His Majesty has faced numerous assassination attempts from enemy states over the years. A few years ago, an assassin even impersonated you, a daughter seeking kinship, to assassinate him. Therefore, for His Majesty's safety, it is decreed that anyone meeting him for the first time must wear this kind of clothing to prevent anyone from concealing a weapon to harm him." Oh, I see! Hearing that an assassin had impersonated her daughter to assassinate her adoptive father, Wan Huier couldn't help but feel a chill for her father, whom she had never met. That assassin was simply too wicked! After months of training, she knew that palace rules were the strictest, second only to her adoptive father. So, although she felt a little shy, she obediently allowed Bai Lian to help her put on this almost entirely revealing outfit.
Fortunately, Bai Lian then took out a gold chain, tied it around her nipples, and then passed the chain through her lower body, fastening it around her slender waist.
"As long as a girl doesn't expose her three points, she's still pure," were Bai Lian's exact words.
Wan Hui'er was helped up by Bai Lian and the others and carried into the sedan chair at the gate. It seemed like this was her first time going out since entering this courtyard! The sedan chair swayed and rocked for about half an hour, and Wan Hui'er almost fell asleep from the swaying. Fortunately, she remembered that this was her first time meeting her father, the Emperor, and she couldn't be impolite. She struggled to stay awake.
In a daze, she was led by Bai Lian through one threshold after another. Because the headmistress had instructed her not to look around in the palace, she had to keep her head down and follow the old eunuch slowly. Because her breasts were so large, she had to hug them with both arms to keep herself from being pulled down by their weight.
When she counted to ninety-seven thresholds, she heard Sister Bailian say, "My lady! We've arrived. This is no longer a place for servants like us. You should go in yourself." She thought she could count to one hundred! What a disappointment! Wan Huier had no choice but to walk in, clutching her breasts and bowing her head. Once inside the main hall, she knelt down as instructed by her tutor and kowtowed before the dragon throne:
"Your Majesty, I pay my respects!"
"Raise your head!"
Although it was just a simple sentence, it conveyed a powerful aura that resonated in her mind, making Wan Huier feel slightly dizzy.
She raised her head from the ground, remaining kneeling motionless, her eyes slightly lowered. This was the rule her tutor had taught her, so she could only see a person sitting behind the dragon throne, but only the person's robe embroidered with a five-clawed golden dragon; she couldn't see their face.
"You are Wan Hui'er, Wan E'hua's daughter? My daughter whom I forgot?" That majestic voice echoed in her mind again. It was strange; she could clearly see the person sitting in front of her, yet the voice seemed to come directly into her head.
"Reporting to Father, it is indeed me!"
Yes, she was a genuine princess, and she was determined to get a proper title for her mother.
"Raise your head so I can see you. Let me see if you look more like E'hua or more like me!" Wan Hui'er slowly raised her face, but when she saw her adoptive father's face clearly, she cried out, "Master!" Hearing her cry, her adoptive emperor father instantly laughed: "You should call me Father!" 'Phew!' Wan Hui'er's face turned so red it could boil an egg. She wished she could disappear into the ground. This was the first time she had met her emperor father; how could she have made such a fool of herself? It was utterly embarrassing! He was her father, not some master. She must have seen his portrait somewhere by chance, and recently she'd been feeling a bit lovesick. Yes, that must be it! Wan Hui'er knelt on the ground, burying her head between her breasts, so aroused she didn't know what to do.
She heard a sound of someone getting up, and felt her emperor father approach her. Then, then… he actually lifted the hem of his dragon robe! Her emperor father wasn't wearing anything underneath! How shameless! She was his daughter! What father would expose his genitals in front of his daughter? It was simply… simply… When Wan Hui'er came to her senses, she had already unconsciously taken her emperor father's penis into her mouth, sucking on it like a precious treasure.
"I never thought I'd have such a filial daughter, taking my cock into her mouth the moment we met and not wanting to let go!" 'No! No!' Wan Hui'er screamed frantically in her heart. This wasn't her at all. How could she do something so shameless? This man was her father! She desperately tried to pull her mouth away from her father's penis, but every time she managed to spit it out a little, a thrilling pleasure from the depths of her soul made her unconsciously take it back in. Even though she resisted desperately in her heart, she could only swallow and spit out the Holy Martial Emperor's penis in her mouth, trying her best to blow on his penis! "Back when I was having sex with Wan E'hua, I thought she was a lewd woman, but I never expected that her daughter would be a hundred times more lewd than her. She actually knelt here and gave him a blowjob as soon as she saw her father. I've really broadened my horizons!" Hearing her father's words of humiliation, Wan Hui'er almost died of anger and shame, but despite being humiliated like this, her little mouth was still unconsciously wrapping around his penis.
Emperor Shengwu felt that Wan Huier had almost finished licking his penis, so he instantly took a step back and pulled his entire dragon root out of her mouth. However, because Wan Huier was unwilling to give up the treasure in her mouth, she stretched forward in the direction he pulled his penis out, and was pulled down to the ground.
Wan Huier was finally free of her father's penis from her mouth, and the shame in her heart lessened a bit, but she also felt as if her precious treasure had flown away from her mouth. She should be crying and telling her father that she was not a lewd woman, but her eyes were fixed on Emperor Shengwu's penis, feeling that it would be good to see it one more time.
"Turn over and lie down properly, let me see your pussy!"
How could this be? I am your daughter! What happened just now was really an accident. I am really not a lewd woman! Wan Huier roared inwardly like a madwoman, but her body faithfully followed the Holy Martial Emperor's instructions, turning around and kneeling before him in a doggy-style position. Her thighs were slightly parted, and her large, snow-white buttocks swayed gently, like a female dog begging for pleasure by the roadside.
The Holy Martial Emperor patted Wan Huier's plump buttocks, the ripples spreading like waves on a lake. After months of conditioning, her buttocks had grown from two feet seven inches to three feet four inches, a seventeen-year-old virgin with buttocks comparable to those of Kim Kardashian in his previous life.
Moreover, unlike Kardashian, Wan Huier's waist was only one foot seven inches, three inches shorter, making it seem as if a little too much force would break her waist during sex.
As the Emperor's large hand gently patted her buttocks, Wan Hui'er felt a surge of shame and indignation. Yet, the sensation from that hand made her involuntarily let out a soft, lewd moan.
As her father's hands slowly parted her buttocks, she felt her entire genitals burning as if on fire. The overflowing fluids from her vagina dripped onto the ground from her now incredibly smooth vulva, making a "drip-drip" sound.
From the Holy Martial Emperor's perspective, between a pair of snow-white, enormous buttocks, a pink virgin's vulva was fully open, the two tender pink labia desperately spreading apart, the hymen inside the vagina still clearly visible, but wet as a leaky faucet, with lustful fluid gushing out from the small opening inside the hymen.
"You slut, back then your mother, Wan E'hua, was already a rare harlot, but I never expected there to be one even higher. A slut as slutty as you, I've never seen anything like it in all these years. If you were released outside, you would surely bring disaster to the world. I have no choice but to use my supreme divine power to subdue this once-in-a-millennium slut!" In fact, so many years had passed that the Holy Martial Emperor had long forgotten who Wan E'hua was. Back then, he had sown his seed throughout the world and planted spies around every woman, all to harvest these illegitimate daughters. To date, he had reaped nearly three hundred daughters. If Cheng En hadn't just sent him the news, how could he have remembered that he had such a daughter?
Despite this, Wan Hui'er still believed that her emperor father truly remembered her mother. She had originally come to acknowledge her ancestors and claim a proper status for her mother, but she hadn't expected to be so pathetic, completely mesmerized by the sight of her emperor father's penis. Was she truly a hopelessly lewd and depraved slut at heart? Thinking this, Wan Hui'er was overcome with sorrow, covering her face with her hands and sobbing softly. Yet, her buttocks remained raised high, her vaginal opening opening and closing with her cries, like a welcoming flower awaiting the Holy Martial Emperor's penetration. But immediately
, she could no longer cry, for the Holy Martial Emperor had already placed the head of his penis at the entrance of her vagina! This was the feeling! This was the feeling! Wan Huier's pent-up desire, which she had been unable to release for days, was completely ignited the moment Emperor Shengwu's penis touched her genitals. At that moment, she no longer cared about crying, nor did she think about her deceased mother. Her entire being, her entire body, and her entire soul had only one thought—please let him insert his penis. Regardless of whether it meant going to the eighteenth level of hell or being condemned to endless suffering, as long as her emperor father was willing to insert his penis, she would accept death the next moment! Emperor Shengwu teased her like a chick pecking at rice. Every time he moved his glans away from Wan Huier's vaginal opening, she would clumsily hug her buttocks and rub against him from the front.
"You slut, what do you want? I am the model for all people and the supreme ruler of the world. You shameless slut are so wanton that you are trying to make me violate human ethics! What is your punishment!" "Please, Father, have mercy! Your son, your concubine, your daughter, no! This slut's cunt is so itchy that I can't stand it anymore. Please, Father, have mercy and fuck this slut!" Suddenly, Wan Hui'er remembered the words she had spoken in her dream. She quickly hugged her buttocks and begged for a cock while moaning lewdly.
"Enough, enough! My illustrious reputation is now ruined by you, you disloyal, unjust, shameless slut! You've inherited your mother's lewd blood; you're nothing like me!" "A slut is a whore who sells her cunt, and a slut's mother was also a whore who sold her cunt. Our mother was born only to be fucked by you, Father Emperor! Please, Father Emperor, fuck this slut!" Burning with desire, Wan Hui'er could no longer distinguish between reality and dreams. Her only wish now was for her Emperor father to quickly insert his big cock, and she was willing to pay any price.
"Considering how lewd you are, spread your cunt and kneel down. I'm coming!" Emperor Shengwu, seeing that he had teased her enough, gave the order.
Wan Hui'er quickly knelt down, desperately spreading her buttocks with both hands, revealing her muddy, lewd cunt, and even turned her head to give Emperor Shengwu a grateful smile.
The Holy Martial Emperor clasped his hands together, gripping Wan Huier's slender waist. He thrust his massive, twelve-inch-long penis into her untouched virgin vagina.
"Ah! No…" The pain of losing her virginity extinguished much of Wan Huier's lust. She then remembered the shameless thing she had just done. How could there be such a lewd daughter in the world, tempting her own father to rape her?
"No? No what?"
The Holy Martial Emperor's voice echoed in her mind again, but along with the question came several more forceful thrusts into her vagina.
"No… no… don't stop…"
Wan Huier clearly wanted to say no more, but the words that came out were seductive.
Emperor Shengwu had only inserted half of his penis, but even so, Wan Huier's modified cunt had completely overwhelmed her reason, and she let out a series of lewd cries: "Father, insert it deeper, my little hole is still so itchy!" Hearing Wan Huier's wanton cries, Emperor Shengwu no longer had any tenderness for her, and reached out to grab her pair of huge breasts and lifted her up.
"Ah~ Ah~ So comfortable, my breasts are going to break! Ah~ Ah~ My little hole is going to break! Ah~ Ah~ Father..." Emperor Shengwu held Wan Huier in his arms like he was changing a child's bladder, except that he was holding not Wan Huier's legs, but her pair of breasts that were as big as watermelons, and the weight on Wan Huier's body was her cunt that was intercourse with him.
With each thrust, his thick penis penetrated deep into Wan Hui'er's womb, the sensation as if her soul were being pierced, leaving her speechless. Each time the Holy Martial Emperor lifted her by her enormous breasts, she felt an ecstatic pleasure. Under this unparalleled stimulation, Wan Hui'er lost all sense of her own soul, and even her identity. She could only feel boundless joy and passion. Each time
the Holy Martial Emperor lifted Wan Hui'er by her breasts, her vagina, stretched to its limit by his three-inch-thick penis, would be completely turned inside out. Each insertion would forcefully pierce her labia. Her vaginal fluids had already soaked the floor, pooling into a vast ocean with each thrust. A vibrant crimson stain within this pool represented Wan Hui'er's lost virginity.
The Holy Martial Emperor, possessing unparalleled divine skills, rendered Wan Huier's weight of less than 100 pounds utterly insignificant in his hands. He forcefully penetrated her vagina while simultaneously teasing her nipples with his thumbs.
Wan Huier's breasts had been transformed to a level that could be controlled by special true energy, though she herself was unaware of it. These watermelon-sized breasts were already brimming with milk. When the Holy Martial Emperor used his internal energy to open the meridians in Wan Huier's nipples, two streams of milk shot out like arrows, traversing the entire distance of the palace and striking the palace walls.
Wan Huier felt as if she were going mad. Before she could even process the stimulation from her lower body, another intoxicating sensation surged from her breasts. She could no longer comprehend the strange phenomenon of having milk. The Holy Martial Emperor sprayed milk back and forth from her nipples like toys, and with each spurt, she felt as if she were being propelled forward. However, the emperor didn't relentlessly squeeze her breasts, but rather sprayed milk intermittently.
"Ah~ Ah~ Ah~ Father! Please! Please! Please help this slut milk as much as you can! This slut can't hold back anymore!" Wan Hui'er cried out frantically, the sensation of her milk spraying out and then being paused was driving her completely mad! But no matter how much she begged, the Holy Martial Emperor remained unmoved. To him, this daughter was nothing more than a high-class pet. When the master was happy, he could naturally fulfill some harmless wishes of his pet, but when the master was happy, the pet's feelings had to be put aside. He was currently having a great time playing with these spraying breasts, so how could he take Wan Hui'er's pleas to heart?
"Father! Please have mercy~~" "Father~~ Ah~~ Please~ Please~ Let this slut's breasts spray milk properly~ Please!~" Wan Hui'er had entered a hysterical state, but unfortunately, to the Holy Martial Emperor, her feelings were never important.
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