The Legend of the Great Swordsman: Pure Land Chapter - The Chaos of the Flowing Immortal

Many readers have likely read the article "The Legend of the Great Swordsman (Pure Land Chapter): The Chaos of Liuxian," a rare and excellent adaptation, though the original text is scarce. Recently, I found an enhanced version online, which is quite good, and I'm sharing it with everyone . ****************
... Among the beauties in the hall, Duchess Nia and Lady Red Moon from the south, Grand Duke Ningsu from the far north, Lady Longyi from the Heavenly Temple, and Cairou from the Flash Spirit Clan were the most eye-catching. Night deepened, and the colorful fireworks and lavish ball drew to a close. Nia, Cairou, and the other three women, however, remained entangled with the enthusiastic men of the Pure Land. Longyi was dancing with a man she didn't know; he was some kind of general or soldier. She only knew she was happy, though a little dizzy, but that was probably from the alcohol and dancing too much. Oh well, she'd just lean on him for a bit. From the side, this noblewoman, except for her eyes and hair which weren't red, had a pale pinkish skin, adding to her allure. Her head resting on the man's chest gave her a delicate air. She didn't notice that the man's hands had long since wandered off-leash. The man's left hand caressed her back incessantly, while his right hand gripped Long Yi's slightly upturned buttocks, kneading and rubbing their lower bodies tightly together. His reaction was very obvious; he pressed against Long Yi's entrance, waiting for the barrier between them to be removed through their skirts and trousers. The man's lips were lightly touching her rosy ear, watching it turn crimson, as he murmured words he himself didn't understand. Hong Yue was laughing, laughing heartily, laughing unrestrainedly. Tonight, although the great swordsman Lant was not by her side, she was still very happy. She drank, sang, danced, kissed, and was kissed, bringing laughter to everyone. At this moment, she was still laughing, a soft laugh, but her voice was still so clear and intoxicating. It made one want to hold her in their arms and cherish her. And someone actually did just that. Hong Yue was now nestled in a man's arms. The man was half-sitting, half-lying on a chaise lounge attached to the main hall. Nearby, there were several similar chairs, and men and women were lying on them in the same positions. The man embracing Hongyue was telling jokes, whispering lewd words into her ear. His right hand gently caressed her small, delicate right breast through her clothes, while his left hand remained motionless on her most alluring spot through her skirt. Their bodies were unusually intimate due to their position; Hongyue could even feel his erection pressing against her buttocks, arousing her. She didn't resist, allowing the man to caress her, occasionally letting out soft laughter. Nia stared at the man before her with hazy eyes. She was sitting on a long wooden bench, a chair in front of the bar in the main hall of the Pure Land Kingdom. A glass of wine sat before her; she had drunk countless glasses of wine there. Two men sat on either side of her, all her subordinates. The men on either side weren't drinking and chatting politely; instead, they were flirtatiously embracing Nia—no, not flirtatiously, but with a frivolous attitude—while urging her to drink, one hand reaching around her back to caress her breasts. Nia didn't notice, nor could she notice; her thoughts were already drifting to how she would live after the Great Swordsman's departure. She drank glass after glass, and the hands on her breasts grew increasingly brazen, one circling downwards and stopping at a forbidden spot. Cai Rou was still dancing. Perhaps it was just her imagination, but Cai Rou felt that more people were asking her to dance than others. She had barely stopped all night, unable to rest, because she didn't know how to refuse these enthusiastic Pure Land men. The teachings of the Flash Spirit Clan made it impossible for her to refuse. It was supposed to end, but the line of people wanting to dance with Cai Rou didn't seem to have decreased at all. The fireworks had stopped, but the courtroom was still quite noisy. Strangely, only two women, Cai Rou, and Long Yi remained; the other thirty or forty people were all men. At that moment, Nia was brought in, supported by two men. Her hair was slightly disheveled, and her clothes were rumpled. Hong Yue was at the side, still in her chair, her posture unchanged, only her eyes were hazy; strangely, she hadn't fallen asleep yet. Several men gathered in a secluded corner of the courtroom. One of the men whispered to his companion next door, "Is everything alright?" His companion replied, "Don't worry, only those who know are in the courtroom tonight, and none of them want to leak it out. After all, this was almost an impossible opportunity, and now that it's happened, few would want more people to know." " Won't someone break in?" "Those who've been sleeping with their partners are already done, and those who haven't are busy dealing with their own. Who would have the leisure to come here for a stroll?" "That's true. Hmm, shouldn't it start?" "Heh, it's already started. Let's go in quickly, or we'll miss out." Inside the courtroom , a completely naked woman was seen clinging to a man like a koala. In the moonlight, the woman's body seemed to glow red. Upon closer inspection, her originally flawless skin was now a deep, almost bleeding red. Her starry eyes were half-closed, and she moaned softly, her body writhing against the man's. Upon closer inspection of the woman's face, a shocking revelation struck: it was none other than Long Yi. Not only that, but a group of men surrounded her, their restless hands roaming over her body. Long Yi had been dancing, but the alcohol had caused her to lean against one of the men. The man, seizing the opportunity, slipped his already unruly hands inside her skirt, tracing the line of her buttocks towards the forbidden area that only one man had touched, teasing the slightly damp entrance, while his penis rubbed against her exposed clitoris. Long Yi, her mind already clouded by the alcohol, became even more hazy, unable to resist, forgetting the first man. With a long sigh, "Mmm…," Long Yi's body went limp; if not for the hand supporting her at the entrance, she would likely have collapsed to the ground. Suddenly, a pair of large hands reached under her armpits, over her collar, and covered her breasts without any barrier, kneading them roughly and knowingly teasing her sensitive nipples. Meanwhile, his lips and tongue eagerly licked and nibbled at her smooth neck, ears, and collarbone. Long Yi's body trembled, her vaginal opening twitched slightly, and a large amount of vaginal fluid suddenly gushed out without warning. Seizing the opportunity, the man in front of her quickly used his other hand to aim, swiftly, decisively, and without any fancy technique, thrusting into the hole she had longed for for so long. Ah! That full, warm feeling... she didn't want to pull out, but... she had to pull out, completely and utterly, and then thrust in again, deeply and forcefully, then with infinite longing, she pulled out, repeating this process, causing the woman in front of her to automatically wrap her legs around his waist. The hand that had been at the entrance slowly caressed her anus from behind before mercilessly inserting itself. His fingers, inside her intestines, carefully felt the villi and the fleshy walls separating them. Although two hands on her chest prevented him from feeling the softness of her breasts, it was still wonderful; he didn't want to leave, didn't want to go away, and truly wished he could merge into her body. "Ah..." The woman's passage tightened: "No...no, don't go so fast, I want more, stop...stop...oh no, I can't take it anymore, oh...I can't take it anymore..." At this moment, the man couldn't tell if she was suffering in pain or enjoying ecstasy. Only when her lower buttocks began to undulate like waves, from slow to fast, did he realize he had encountered an extremely wanton and mournful slut. Instantly, he thought, what else could he do but release his pent-up desire? The man pinched the woman's chin and said something he had never said to a woman before: "It's itchy down there, isn't it?"

The woman didn't answer the man, but gently pushed his thighs with her legs. Without a word, the man began thrusting. When his penis was withdrawn to the edge of her vagina, the tight pressure from the vaginal walls was the most pleasurable moment, especially the part where the vaginal opening gripped the glans, which made his bones itch with pleasure...

The woman whispered softly, her eyes filled with seductive allure, and let out a soft sigh, "Oh! Don't... come out..."
The woman's legs gripped the man's buttocks tightly, pressing down, and his penis naturally pushed into her vagina. Unexpectedly, this push was even more pleasurable than before, because at the moment of penetration, her vagina... The woman's juices, like splashing water, gushed out of her honeyed cave, the warm fluids spraying onto her two testicles and also staining the man's inner thighs...
The woman let out a wanton moan, saying, "Mmm... I... can't hold back anymore..."

Suddenly, her bouncy buttocks thrust upwards, and the nine-inch-long penis, extremely lubricated, easily slid into the incredibly narrow honey passage, while the glans was sucked by the opening and closing of her clitoris. At this moment, the woman went into a frenzy; she not only hugged the man tightly but also contracted her lower abdomen, thrust her chest out, and opened her mouth wide, as if she had something unspeakable to say, her expression vague... Her voice was hoarse and slurred, "Wow...I...I'm...so...swollen...ah...I..."
At this moment, her hot, moist cave, filled with warm, lustful fluids, not only covered the entire nine-inch-long dragon root, but her alluring expression of ecstasy made the man's whole body burn with desire. In this state of boiling, unbearable lust, he could only balance his heightened emotions with intense, frenzied thrusting. His hands, which had been kneading her breasts, gradually changed to gripping the reins tightly, digging deep and relentlessly...

The man couldn't help but shout, "Long Yi! I'm going to fuck you to death!"

After a round of rapid thrusting, Long Yi's eyes closed tightly. She clenched her teeth and closed her lips, swaying her whole body to meet the man's thrusts. Occasionally, she gripped her loose hair with her fingers, sometimes grabbing the man's arms that were pinching her breasts, or pinching her own thighs. Her waist and plump buttocks did not forget to meet the rhythm of the man's thrusts. Whenever the glans touched her clitoris, her throat would let out a fierce scream: "Oh! It's hitting the spot! No... I don't want to... Ah... Mmm..."

The ground was covered with countless drops of her juices, while the man was covered in sweat, thrusting hard again and again. The woman's moans were endless. It turned out that the woman's cries of "No" were more ecstatic and beautiful than her cries of "I want to!"
Suddenly, the woman's whole body trembled violently, and she cried out to the sky: "I... I can't hold back... I'm coming... I'm going to... come... Ah!"

A stream of warm, hot water gushed from her clitoris, causing waves of tingling and numb sensations on the glans. In his excitement, the man wanted to speed up his thrusts, but the woman cried out to him to stop.

The woman, panting, said, "Don't move... keep your eyes open... I feel the second time... almost there... huff... you... don't move..."

The man obeyed her; she said not to move, and so he didn't. But her buttocks secretly moved, circling and grinding. He noticed that whenever the glans touched the semi-soft, semi-hard part of her vulva, she became unusually tense and excited, rubbing the glans harder and more frequently, greatly increasing the stimulation to his penis. Especially that tingling, numb, almost pleasurable, almost uncomfortable feeling—in short, an itchy, almost irritating sensation, a feeling of being unable to breathe, a constant urge to move...

The man couldn't contain himself and said, "I can't take it anymore! I have to move!"

The woman grabbed the man's arm and said, "Don't move... I'm almost there... oh! No..."

The man didn't care about anything else, lifting the woman's legs with both hands, and thrusting his hips back and forth rapidly. Each time he penetrated her vulva, he used that unnamed part as the target, each time giving it his all, determined to pierce it before stopping!

The woman entered a frenzied state, her features contorted, her mouth agape, emitting a powerful, surging scream: "Ah... I'm coming... I'm coming... Ah... Ah... No more... Stop... I can't take it... Ugh..."
A gush of scalding vaginal fluid sprayed onto the glans penis again, intense pleasure coursing through her body like an electric current. Her body's desire surged rapidly into the nine-inch space of the penis, and in an instant, the swelling heat completely overwhelmed the original nine-inch pleasure, leaving only a raging, unpleasant fire that continued to burn with the primal, wild beastly arrival...

The wild moment was finally ignited, and the man could not accept the woman's request to stop. Instead, he intensified his efforts, thrusting faster and faster. Finally, at the most frenzied moment of beastly madness, he ejaculated the most beautiful work of his life. Unexpectedly, a gush of hot, thick semen was replaced by twice the amount of surging waves, because at this moment she miraculously released a third gush of vaginal fluid, which, along with the man's just ejaculated semen, surged onto the penis like a tidal wave.

The woman clutched her disheveled hair, her whole body trembling violently as she cried, "It's coming! Don't pull out... I... hurry... ah! I... ah! I'm done... again... ah! Hold... hold me tight! Hold..."

Unexpectedly, the woman's orgasms, if they didn't come sooner, came in three in quick succession. The man opened his arms and embraced her, his penis being intimately kissed by her wet, slippery labia. The man liked this feeling, so he didn't intend to pull out, and he also liked his penis immersed in the sticky nectar, counting the number of contractions of her vagina.
"Huff... huff... huff..."

The woman closed her legs tightly, not letting his penis slip out, and unexpectedly, she asked the man for a kiss. Interestingly, her upper and lower lips were intimately connected to mine, like conjoined twins…

At this moment, the room became completely silent, save for the two men's rapid breathing: “Huff… huff…”
The man silently withdrew, and the man behind him immediately and quickly entered, leaving no room to breathe. The rapid, rhythmic movements quickly triggered another orgasm in the woman, again and again.

In front of her, another man quickly took his place, sucking on her sensitive, hard nipples while simultaneously kneading her entire breast. Other men surrounded her, reaching out to caress her sensitive, rosy skin. Long Yi was completely unable to think, only knowing to continuously endure the pleasure, feeling waves of joy erupting within her body, lingering endlessly. She was unaware that her hands were placed on the two men's weapons, automatically rubbing them, unaware of how alluring the sounds she made were, how her body responded to the men's rhythms, how they drove him mad with the desire to devour her.

Beside the main hall.

On a recliner, a man was trying hard to prove how powerful he was. His hips swayed rapidly up and down, causing the woman beneath him to moan softly. She wrapped her arms around his neck and her legs around his waist.

This stimulated him, and his movements quickened. The woman moaned softly, her murmurs audible: "Mmm, so good, as fast as Lant, you're amazing…mmm…faster, please? Mmm…hum…faster…mmm…so good!" The woman's voice slowed as she cried out, "

Ah! Don't go in too deep, you're going to break it inside, be gentle…oh…it's hitting me again…take it slow…mmm…if it breaks next time…we can't play anymore…oh!" For some
reason, the massive penis seemed to have inexhaustible strength, and the more he pushed, the stronger it became. At this moment, the woman's climax was approaching again. She gripped the sheets tightly, crying out, "Ah! That feeling…" "It's coming out again... Ah! It's coming! Hold me tight! Ah... Hoo..."

The thick penis once again penetrated the flower bud of her honey hole, the little mouth like a flower bud continuously spraying warm spring tide towards the glans. This feeling was very enjoyable, a little itchy, but when it was thrusting, the friction of the narrow vaginal walls relieved the itch. In short, she didn't want to stop. The more she thrust, the more aroused she became, and the more aroused she became, the harder she thrust. The woman's cries were almost hoarse, but she desperately welcomed wave after wave of orgasm. Finally, in the midst of the endless sex, a stream of hot semen, in the excitement of surging passion, finally completed its great purpose and shot into the woman's honey hole.
"Ah! So exciting! The feeling of being shot by Lant after so many years has finally returned! Well done! I haven't felt this hot feeling down there in a long time! Wonderful!" the woman said excitedly.

Who is this woman? Why would she compare the man on top of her to a great swordsman? Look closely at her delicate nose, rosy lips, and childlike skin; she is Red Moon, the most mischievous woman in the Pure Land. Why does she allow this man to be with her? Without any resistance?

It all started when the man talked about his sexual prowess, which piqued Red Moon's curiosity. Having no experience with other men, Red Moon wanted to see if other men could bring her the same pleasure as the great swordsman. So when the man asked if she wanted to try his weapon, Red Moon agreed without hesitation. At the same time, to get more feedback, she also agreed to the requests of the men nearby. Therefore, now, a group of men are queuing up next to the recliner, waiting to let Red Moon feel how they differ from Lant.

Now, the man on top of her finally couldn't withstand the pleasure any longer, ejaculated, and slowly withdrew. Hongyue laughed, "This isn't enough, who's next?"

"Oh...so hard...oh..." Hongyue cried out, disregarding her composure, beads of sweat glistening on her forehead.

"Is it good?"

"Mmm...great..."

The man thrust hard, plunging his glans deep into her vagina, pressing it tightly against her clitoris, grinding it violently. "How good is it?"

"Uh...like this..." Hongyue answered irrelevantly, thrusting her hips back forcefully. The vaginal walls contracted and squeezed his penis tightly, her clitoris sucking on the glans.

The man could clearly feel her elastic thighs twitching, her mons pubis burning. Then Hongyue let out a long, heavy moan, a gush of hot fluid gushing from deep within her vagina.

His glans was numb and itchy from the vaginal fluid, and he could no longer hold back his ejaculation.

"Mmm...you're great too...uh..." The man pulled out his penis, a thick stream of semen spraying onto her snowy buttocks.

Hongyue trembled all over; if the man hadn't been holding her, she probably would have collapsed to the ground. The man turned Hongyue around and sealed her warm, moist mouth with his own, filling it with his saliva. Hongyue made soft moaning sounds, tears of climax streaming from her blurred eyes. She also embraced the man, sucking on his saliva with her tongue. Their tongues intertwined, both enjoying the afterglow of their climax.

Nia felt a sharp pain in her head, probably from drinking too much. She didn't know where she was or what position she was in; if she did, she would probably be angry at how she was being treated.

Her current position wasn't very elegant; her legs were kneeling on the ground, spread-eagled; her hands were initially hanging limply at her sides, then bound to her back with strips of cloth; her head was resting on a man's groin, her lips lightly touching his glans, and her nose resting on a soft mound of flesh. Her skirt had been lifted, revealing her most private area. Her slightly curly blonde hair shimmered alluringly in the moonlight, and the faintly visible pink tunnel seemed to beckon.

Nia was too drunk to realize she was in danger. She felt dizzy and couldn't see anyone, her vision filled with vibrant colors. Unaware that someone had already rushed forward, frantically licking and kissing her secret place, a place she could only touch in her dreams. The sweet nectar slowly flowed out with each lick.

The man's hands began to penetrate her collar, groping her erect nipples, playing with her gradually hardening buds. He felt Nia breathing beneath him, and the unintentional touch of her lips stimulated his weapon, causing his hands to rub even harder.

Nia's already hazy mind grew even hotter, and she involuntarily twisted her waist, purely reflecting her physiological response. Unable to resist, she could only accept it. A moan escaped her red lips, her juices gushing forth as she unconsciously twisted her waist, stimulating the person behind her.

The man sucking her juices thrust swiftly and violently into her perfectly proportioned tunnel, pumping in and out with the force and ruthlessness of a wild beast, treating her like a lump of flesh, not a human being. The

frenzied, merciless rhythm caused Nia's body to lean forward, unable to keep up with the movements behind her, driving the man even more mad. Her forward-leaning body moved up to face the man, who unceremoniously sucked the juices from her mouth, then moved her mouth down to his weapon, prying it open and forcing her to take him in. Grabbing her hair, he began to shake her violently, completely unconcerned that Nia might bite him.

Nia could only passively feel the movements inside her body and mouth, letting her desire rise step by step, bringing her wave after wave of pleasure, reaching that blissful paradise, then returning from paradise, and entering again. She had no idea how many men she had been with, only knowing to greedily search for the source of pleasure.
"Mmm..." She hurriedly held his penis with one hand, parted her pubic hair with the other, spread her labia, aimed the glans at her vagina, and sat down. Perhaps because it was too intense, she immediately clenched her teeth together, hissed, and took a long breath, her nostrils flaring.

"Ah... God... It's so... so hot... It's hitting my cervix... It's so swollen..."

The man mischievously thrust upwards, making his penis penetrate the woman's body even deeper.

"Ah...no...no...too deep...ah...it hurts a little...ah...I can do it myself...oh..."

Nia's pretty eyes rolled back, trembling as she moaned, supporting herself on the man's chest, slowly lowering herself, her hips swaying, quickly finding her erogenous zone, focusing intently on rubbing that spot with the head of her penis.

"Now it's my turn to fuck you...does it feel good..." She tilted her head back, half-closing her eyes, savoring every bit of pleasure within her body.

The man noticed that Nia's face was becoming increasingly flushed, and gradually her entire body began to turn red, her breasts swelling up like inflated balloons, shining brightly, her nipples turning blood red, and no longer round, but large and long, protruding.

The man grasped her breasts, feeling their heat and hardness, gently pinching and rubbing her nipples with his fingers. Nia's breathing suddenly became erratic, her hips no longer swaying wildly, but instead using her vagina to clamp around his penis, rubbing it in circles, a layer of sticky love juice coating his penis. Intermittent humming sounds escaped her throat, as she occasionally inhaled quickly and briefly, then held her breath and strained.

Suddenly, her fiery hot vagina gripped his penis tightly. Nia let out a long scream. "Ah...ah..."

Nia shook her head wildly, her long, black hair flying in the air, the last syllable of her scream drawn out. She leaned down, tightly embracing the man. With each contraction and relaxation of her vagina, her increasingly limp body trembled rhythmically. Seeing the ecstatic expression on Nia's face, the man braced himself under her arms and thrust his hips forward. Nia, still dazed from her orgasm, let out a muffled groan and forced her dazed eyes open to look at the man.

"Ouch...you're going to fuck me through..." Her mouth was half-open, her slender waist twisting again, as if protesting the man's roughness, or perhaps encouraging him to be even more forceful.

The man saw Nia's neat white teeth and rosy tongue, and kissed her, using his tongue to pry open her teeth and his lips to suck on her little tongue, holding it in his mouth. At the same time, he thrust his hips forward, his pubic bone slamming heavily against hers.

Nia regained some of her senses and tried to push down. The man held her vulva firmly, pushing inward. Her labia majora and minora were forcibly rolled inward, tightly gripping the base of his penis. His penis swelled, filling every inch of space deep inside her vagina.

"Does it feel good?"

"It feels good..."

"How does it feel good?" the man whispered in Nia's ear.

"Mmm... I hate it... It's so full... It's so full it hurts... It's numb... It feels like there's a piece of wood stuck in my vagina... Oh... It's throbbing... Like I'm going to pee..." she said, her hair disheveled, her face turned to one side, breathing heavily.

She leaned back against the man's shoulder, her arms resting on his thighs, her hips moving up and down, her legs spread wide, revealing her wet pubic hair and her pink, fleshy vagina.

"My darling... I'm going to fuck you to death..."

"Oh...yes...fuck me...fuck me hard...ah...I want your big cock...big cock...harder...fuck me...Nia, you slut...I need to be fucked...my cunt...open its mouth...waiting for you...fuck me...my cunt...it's so itchy...fuck me...go to heaven..."
She stroked her breasts, twisting her slender waist, searching for a more stimulating angle.

Whenever the man fucked Nia's deepest part, she would roll her eyes back and open her mouth wide.

"Oh...I...my god...brother...you...you're fucking Nia to death...ah...you...why aren't you...not saying anything...oh...so big...so strong...are you going to...going to cum..."

"Want to drink my semen?" The man pulled out his cock, which was covered with glistening love juice.

"Fuck! Give it to me, give it to me, baby..."

Nia turned around, opened her mouth, and stuck out her pink little tongue, licking the glans and sucking.

The man thrust in forcefully, pumping rapidly over a hundred times. His throbbing throat sent increasingly intense pleasure through her lower body. A large gush of thick, white semen shot powerfully from her urethra, filling her cherry-like mouth.

"Ugh...mmm..." Nia choked, tears streaming down her face, yet her expression was one of intense, satisfied lewdness.

She closed her beautiful eyes tightly, sucking hard, her tongue licking her urethra, desperately swallowing the semen. But much of it still dripped from the corners of her mouth onto her long, shapely neck, her long black hair, and her high, snow-white breasts, accompanying her moans with irresistible allure...

Cai Rou felt something was really wrong. She had danced too much tonight; she probably wouldn't dare dance again for a while. But that wasn't the problem. Something felt off in her mind, but what was it?

Cai Rou spun around, lost in thought, unaware of the men's gazes surrounding her. If she had noticed, perhaps she would have been more careful. Because any woman would know what those gazes meant. When a man looks at a woman with that kind of look, that woman is in danger, let alone when a group of men are staring at her intently. Cai Rou

finally noticed, but not from the men's eyes around her; she was used to being stared at and hadn't paid attention. She heard a voice, a primal, natural, and unmasked voice, the most honest and undisguised of humankind, a voice that sent shivers down her spine. Because that voice was so familiar, so easily arousing the most primal desires within her, a voice that made her want to fill a certain emptiness.

She knew whose voice it was, and she knew the tone and words that followed—so alluring, so irresistible, making her want to relive that feeling. But she refused to believe it, because she knew the man who should be with her wasn't here, and this was supposed to be public; such a voice shouldn't be heard here. Yet the voice was so real, so captivating, so alluring.

She only knew three people who could make such a voice, because she and they had once been beneath the same man, responding so tenderly, moaning so sweetly, giving themselves unconditionally to him. But now, in an inappropriate place, where he wasn't, she heard it.

That voice ignited a fire within her, reminding her of how she had surrendered to him, how she had begged for mercy, how he had taken her to unprecedented heights, making her beg him again and again, like an addict, demanding so much, bringing her maddening pleasure time and time again.

Such recollections made Cai Rou's body burn, causing her lower body to uncontrollably release sweet fluids. Her body became sensitive from the memories, acutely aware of the masculine chest before her, which made her breasts swell even more, throbbing painfully. The stimulation from her breasts made her lower body even wetter, further arousing her. She felt a man's hand grasp her slender waist, gently caressing her lower back.

The sensation made Cai Rou feel weak all over, but she knew she couldn't—the location was wrong, and the person was even more wrong. Struggling to support herself, she witnessed an unbelievable scene. This shocked Cai Rou; she saw Long Yi with her legs wrapped around a man's waist, her arms around his neck. The man was standing, and from Cai Rou's vantage point, she could see their genitals repeatedly colliding. Even more unbelievable was that behind Long Yi, another man was also repeatedly colliding with her genitals. Cai Rou saw Long Yi sandwiched in the middle, her body glowing red, like the flesh in the center.

The men in front and behind were thrusting incessantly, leaving a large pool of white liquid on the ground, all flowing from Long Yi's genitals. Long Yi hovered in mid-air, her head tilted back, spitting out the fragrant snake to the man behind her.

Another voice rang out from the other side; Cai Rou knew it belonged to Hong Yue. Turning her head, she saw only a group of dark figures, and Hong Yue's voice came from within them. Cai Rou imagined Hong Yue being pressed down by a man, her innocent face bearing a seductive expression, greedily absorbing the energy of the man on top of her. Just imagining it made Cai Rou blush; her sensitive body already felt the urge, but reason still suppressed it.
Turning again, Cai Rou passed the man in front of her and saw what had been behind her. It was Nia, radiating an eerie beauty that caused the men gathered around her to ejaculate incessantly. Semen sprayed onto Nia's body, making her form even more strangely beautiful, causing the men's previously shriveled weapons to stand erect again.

The men behind Nia were endless, changing every few moments. The white liquid overflowing from her lips represented her hunger. Her once flowing long hair now hung down her cheeks, the golden color sticky with the white liquid, appearing from afar like gold shining in the snow. The strips of cloth that had bound her hands were nowhere to be seen.

There, no longer was the high and mighty Grand Duchess, but a female beast craving semen. Alcohol had numbed her reason, igniting a fire within her, leaving her only with primal animal instincts. That dazzling glow made Cai Rou's previously suppressed desire burn like fire, almost to the point of wanting to throw herself at the man before her, to let him relieve her pain and release her pent-up lust.
But the last shred of reason remaining in Cai Rou told her that things shouldn't be like this, why was this happening? Nia, Hongyue, and Longyi were definitely not such promiscuous people. Why were they so wanton, letting others take what they wanted? Why couldn't she suppress her desire after seeing them?

Driven by desire, she embraced the man in front of her, her dance steps faltering. Reason told her to push him away, but he didn't let the opportunity pass, holding her tightly. Ignoring her struggles, his hands began skillfully caressing her fair skin through her clothes.

In her hazy state, Cai Rou thought: Why are there only four women? Where are the others? Where did they all go? Why did she so easily develop such a burning need? And why couldn't she stop this man's caresses? She had to leave him. One hand tried to push him away, yet it also seemed like a coy invitation, while the other hand reached between his legs. A cold object slightly cooled her desire, but it couldn't stop the sparks the man was creating on her body.

Because of her encounter with the Chastity Guard, Cai Rou leaned forward, getting even closer to the man. A scent wafted into her nostrils, a fragrance reminiscent of spices brought by Nian Jia years ago, yet subtly different.

Upon smelling this aroma, her previously stiff body softened, and the small fire within her suddenly ignited into a raging inferno. The last vestiges of reason were slowly eroded by the scent. Without reason, only primal urges remained.

Cai Rou began to moan. The cold, chastity guard could no longer cool the fire of desire within her; instead, it intensified it. The friction of her skin against the cold metal sent shivers down her spine, making her soft body more sensitive. She could clearly feel the sparks the man was igniting through her clothes, fueling the raging fire within her.

The man noticed the change in Cai Rou's expression, a smile playing on his lips. His hands didn't stop caressing her; he lowered his head and, through her clothes, accurately took her already erect nipple into his mouth, gently biting and teasing it with his tongue. Saliva moistened her clothes, revealing the beauty beneath. One hand slipped inside her skirt, reaching towards her most intimate area, only to find a small piece of fabric.

It turned out that Cai Rou wasn't used to the way women of the Pure Land dressed, especially this kind of formal dress, which usually had no lining, like a Japanese kimono. So, she had secretly added a small piece of fabric to cover her private parts. Because it was tied with a thin thread, it wasn't visible from the outside. The man chuckled softly, and with a slight pull, the thread snapped. But the piece of cloth didn't fall off. A closer look revealed it was stuck to her vulva, feeling wet and sticky—the cloth had been soaked by Cai Rou's vaginal fluids, making it cling tightly to her vulva.

The man didn't rush to remove it; his fingers gently traced the marks left by the cloth. This action made Cai Rou gasp, her reason vanishing completely. She boldly pulled open the man's clothes, her hands eagerly reaching for his chest, her nose close to his, inhaling his fragrance as if addicted.
Another man nearby handed her a jug of wine. The man took it, took a swig, then kissed Cai Rou's lips, feeding her the wine from his mouth and intertwining their tongues. Meanwhile, a large group of people surrounded Cai Rou, making her aware of the same fragrance all around her. This left her, who resembled an animal, bewildered and unsure of what to do.

Fortunately, the fragrances cooperated, drawing closer to Cai Rou so she could smell them with just a turn of her head. The wine she had just drunk burned like flames, searing her esophagus, stomach, and even her bones. It turned out that the wine served in the Grand Hall that night contained aphrodisiac ingredients, and what Cai Rou had just drunk was a highly concentrated dose. It was now taking effect. Her large eyes, which had been clear and bright, were now filled with confusion. She moaned incessantly, her nose greedily inhaling the fragrance of the men around her, accepting their kisses and advances.

Unconsciously, Cai Rou was now completely naked, even her ever-present chastity belt had been removed, and she was frantically kissing the people around her, drawn by their alluring scents. Cai Rou had one arm around a man's neck and the other around another's shoulder. Her lips and tongue were entangled with a third man's, and countless hands were caressing her all over, covering her fair skin. Her large eyes, characteristic of the Flash Spirit race, held a mixture of madness, confusion, and a wildness. Inside her lifeless flower path, two penises were thrusting violently.

In the end, the impact of pleasure and the stimulation of lust made Cai Rou forget about her pride and dignity. She sighed, her eyes slightly open as she looked at me, her gaze hazy. Her fingers lowered, her small mouth opened, and with joyful moans, she let out hot, sensual breaths.

"Mmm...dear man...you're so good...ah...harder...fuck me harder...such a great cock...my breasts...my breasts are going to be squeezed to burst by this big-cocked man...ah...so good...so good...oh..."

Once Cai Rou cried out, she couldn't stop. Her moans were strange, emanating from deep within her throat, like the howls of a female beast in heat, all traces of her dignified and virtuous demeanor gone.

Now, Cai Rou controlled the rhythm. She closed her eyes, her hands constantly caressing the man's chest and back, sitting down heavily and then rising again, positioning his penis at her preferred angle, repeatedly thrusting in and out.

Each thrust caused her brow to furrow, her hair to whip around. The handkerchief had come loose from the violent twisting, her long, flowing hair cascading down, swaying back and forth like waves, occasionally brushing against the man's cheeks and chest. Her nipples grew as large as grapes, and a thin layer of sweat beaded on her skin.

Cai Rou let out a wanton, tearful cry of pleasure, her hot breath spraying onto the man. Her eyes were filled with lust as she watched his penis move in and out of her overflowing vagina, her body trembling wildly, twisting and turning, her hands grabbing wildly, her legs kicking, and she quickly reached orgasm.

The man embraced Cai Rou's limp body, continuing his slow, rhythmic thrusting. Her thick mons pubis, like a fleshy cushion, allowed him to pound into her at will; the pleasure was indescribable.

Looking down from the Grand Hall, four groups of people could be seen. One group was twice the size of the others—that belonged to Cai Rou. This confirmed the Great Swordsman's words: everyone preferred imported goods. The Grand Hall was sealed off for two days and two nights, and the lewd feast also lasted for two days and two nights, with food and drink prepared beforehand. Two days later, news of the Great Swordsman's disappearance spread. The four, including Nia, rapidly lost weight due to guilt and worry, especially Cai Rou. Because of the openness of relationships between men and women in the Pure Land, Nia and the other two were more accepting, but more worried about the Great Swordsman's safety.

Two days later, on the fourth day after the feast in Liuxian City, the Great Swordsman returned to the banks of the Liuxian River.

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