Lustful cultivators

In the Hundred Flower Fairy's bedroom, Yan Zhuixing was enjoying the body of the White Fox on her bed. The White Fox truly lived up to her fox spirit origins; although Yan Zhuixing now possessed many excellent female slaves, none could provide him with such pleasure.

Her mature, voluptuous body, her exquisitely beautiful face often tinged with sorrow and aloofness, coupled with her status as Yue Qianchou's future beloved woman, all made Yan Zhuixing irresistibly infatuated. Fortunately, the White Fox was currently loyal to him; otherwise, Yan Zhuixing feared she might drain him dry with her innate abilities.

"Mmm—Master—Mmm—" Even the aloof White Fox couldn't help but moan under the intense force of their lovemaking.

Just then, a young woman dressed in a sheer veil entered through the door and respectfully addressed Yan Zhuixing, who was pushing a cart on the bed, saying, "Master, the Fairy of a Hundred Flowers requests an audience."

"Hmm? Mother is back? Quickly let her in; I want to see what gift she brought back for me." "Yes, Master."

The woman slowly withdrew, and after a while, the Fairy of a Hundred Flowers, dressed in a magnificent palace gown, entered, leading a rope. At the other end of the rope was a beautiful, naked woman, who was being led in like a dog by the Fairy of a Hundred Flowers.

The Fairy of a Hundred Flowers looked at the two people moving excitedly on the bed and smiled at Yan Zhuixing, "Zhuixing, where did you find such a beautiful woman? Even I am outshone."

Yan Zhuixing, who was thrusting against the white fox's snow-white, plump buttocks, was stimulated by his mother's dignified and gentle demeanor. He instantly increased his speed, causing the white fox to unconsciously roll her eyes back, and finally reached climax, ejaculating a large amount of essence into the white fox's uterus. The hot semen also brought the white fox to climax.

"Ah—Master—"

Setting down the beauty in his arms, Yan Zhuixing walked naked to the Hundred Flower Fairy, pulled her into his embrace, and habitually kneaded her full breasts. He spoke gently to the rosy-cheeked Hundred Flower Fairy, "Mother's place in my heart is unique."

The Hundred Flower Fairy, embraced by Yan Zhuixing, obediently leaned against his bare chest. Her slender hands naturally began to stroke his hard golden cudgel. Although she was secretly pleased by Yan Zhuixing's gentle confession, she deliberately put on a stern face:

"Zhuixing, you have more and more women now. The one in bed looks better than me. You'll definitely forget me eventually."

Yan Zhuixing watched the Hundred Flower Fairy's performance with a smile, then lifted her full body and placed her on the table. His magic surged, and her gorgeous dress instantly turned to ashes. His erect penis thrust effortlessly into the Hundred Flower Fairy's wet honey pot: "No, they are all just my sex slaves, while you are my mother."

"Clap clap clap, so, clap clap, Mother, clap, how did you do with the task I gave you?" "Hmm—the task…hmm—it went very smoothly…hmm—the higher-ups of Fuxian Island are all our people now…hmm—that little girl Furong has also been trained…hmm—this bitch is the Lan Bingxue you wanted…hmm—there are still a hundred outstanding female disciples of Fuxian Island standing outside…hmm—waiting for you to go out and inspect them…" "Clap clap, Mother, clap, you've worked hard, clap clap clap, now we'll, clap, ride this bitch, clap clap, go out and collect the goods!"

Yan Zhuixing held the Hundred Flower Fairy who was still mating in his left hand, grabbed the white fox with a face full of lust in his right hand, and sat on Lan Bingxue's smooth back like two sloths hanging on his body. He slapped Lan Bingxue's buttocks hard with his large hand, which was filled with magic power, and commanded: "Let's go, bitch, let's go meet your outstanding disciples of Fuxian Island."

Lan Bingxue, who had been staring blankly at everything, couldn't help but shed tears of humiliation when she heard that she had to meet the disciples of Fuxian Island in this state. Although her heart was unwilling, she couldn't stop her body from slowly crawling out.

In the main hall of Baihua Palace, the female disciples of Fuxian Island were whispering among themselves.

"Why haven't Master Lan and Fairy Baihua returned yet?" "Yeah, it's been half an hour. How long are they going to keep us waiting?" "Maybe something's holding them up?"

"Don't you guys think this Hundred Flowers Palace is weird? I've had this uneasy feeling ever since I came in." "What's wrong with it? Fairy Baihua came from our Fuxian Island. Would she harm us?" "I'm not talking about Fairy Baihua, I'm talking about the disciples of Hundred Flowers Palace. I feel like they look at us strangely, like, like..." "

Like they look at demons, like they're not of our kind."

"Yes, yes, last time Master Hong caught a demon and brought it back to Fuxian Island, those disciples all looked at it like that." "...(# ？д？), you're probably overthinking it... Fairy Baihua and her husband..." "Ah! Pervert!"

Just as the three girls were getting more and more nervous, Yan Zhuixing finally arrived late, riding Lan Bingxue, accompanied by a scream.

The appearance of four naked men and women immediately attracted attention. Some female disciples cursed them as lecherous thieves and drew their swords, ready to attack. The majority of the remaining female disciples, having noticed the equally naked Hundred Flower Fairy and Lan Bingxue, harbored bad suspicions and slowly retreated.

Yan Zhuixing, observing the two distinct groups below, calmly ejaculated his last semen into the Hundred Flower Fairy's body, handing the limp Hundred Flower Fairy to the White Fox. He walked to the steps, a wanton smile spreading across his face, his eyes blazing with a red light.

...

A while later, the position of the palace master's chair had been replaced by a large bed. Yan Zhuixing was now holding Lan Bingxue's buttocks, his lower body slowly approaching her wet, sweet opening. In the center of the hall, a hundred female disciples from Fuxian Island stood naked, their faces filled with fear as they watched Yan Zhuixing.

With a lewd laugh, Yan Zhuixing thrust directly into Lan Bingxue's sweet opening. Only after reaching her uterus did Lan Bingxue scream in agony, followed by the screams of the hundred Fuxian Island female disciples, as if they too had been violated.

Yan Zhuixing smiled smugly, then began to roughly fondle Lan Bingxue's body, the groans and screams of 101 people echoing in the hall.

...

Wu Lixue had been feeling extremely uneasy lately. Ever since that woman named Yan Zixia from the Hundred Flowers Palace visited the Wu family, Wu Lixue felt that the entire Wu family had suddenly changed.

Her brother, who used to dote on her the most, had become incredibly cold, her once-powerful father was now completely subservient to her mother, and her mother... Wu Lixue had witnessed her mother last night, disheveled and bare-breasted, masturbating in front of a portrait of a man, moaning and calling him "master."

The changes in her family terrified Wu Lixue, making her no longer trust her clansmen and elders. After much consideration, Wu Lixue decided to seek help from the other three of the four great families. The four great families had always been closely allied, and with the Wu family facing a major crisis, she believed the other three families would not stand idly by.

She picked up pen, ink, paper, and inkstone to write a letter, detailing the changes at home. She sealed three copies, then fastened three rubies from her right-hand ruby bracelet as tokens. This was a bracelet she had worn since childhood, its blood-red rubies unique even in the cultivation world.

Gazing at the three rubies radiating a crimson light, Wu Lixue's expression was filled with uncertainty about the future. She murmured to herself, "I hope our Wu family can overcome this crisis, and that Father and Mother will be safe and sound." In the Purple Bamboo Forest of the South China Sea,

a woman in purple sat idly on a rock by the sea, her slender legs lightly kicking the water. Her flowing hair was unrestrained, her face beautiful yet serene and dignified, her large, intelligent eyes sparkling. Her fair skin, combined with her purple attire, gave her an ethereal air. A simple purple ribbon cinched her waist, outlining her graceful figure.

Zi Yi sighed in boredom. That rascal of a master said he was going away for a few days again yesterday, never taking her along, always saying the outside world was too dangerous. He has no idea how incredibly bored she was staying in the Purple Bamboo Forest every day.

Suddenly, a whooshing sound rang out, and a red light crashed into the seawater in front of her before she could react.

Recovering quickly, Zi Yi immediately flew into the air, summoning her natal flying sword, and warily watched the red light in the water, extending her divine sense…

After a while, Zi Yi landed on the rocky edge, retrieved a red gem from the water, and murmured in a daze, looking at the bead that emitted a blood-red light, "Mother?"...

In the Wu family's council hall, a mature and beautiful woman sat in the main seat, looking at Wu Lixue kneeling before her, and said angrily, "Xue'er, you have disappointed me too much. I never thought you would be so naughty, almost causing infighting among our four great families."

"Mother, please wake up quickly, sob, Xue'er is so scared," Wu Lixue pleaded desperately, looking at the familiar face before her.

"Hmph, incorrigible. Guards, lock this traitor of the family in the dungeon and keep a close watch on him."...

Zi Yi looked at the ethereal mountain gate in front of her, took a deep breath, and walked up step by step. Just as Zi Yi approached the mountain gate, two streaks of light suddenly flashed out from the gate and stopped in front of Zi Yi, revealing two beautiful women dressed in tight-fitting clothes.

One of the women stepped forward and shouted, "Halt! This is the territory of our Wangyue Sect. Unauthorized personnel are not allowed to enter."

"I have business with your sect leader. Please inform him that a descendant of Xiaoyao requests an audience." The woman in purple opened the red gem in her hand, its vibrant blood-red light flashing.

"Yes...yes..."

...

"Waaah, waaaah..." In the dark prison, Wu Lixue hid in a corner, weeping helplessly.

Her family's inexplicable strange behavior, her pleas for help going unanswered, and instead being falsely accused and imprisoned, filled the once innocent and lively Wu Lixue with deep despair.

"Perhaps, I'll be locked up in this gloomy prison for the rest of my life, waaaah..." "Xue'er, Xue'er, are you alright?"

A familiar voice made Wu Lixue's sobs stop. She quickly wiped away her tears, looked up, and saw a familiar, bright figure.

"Waaah, Cousin Su Ru, Xue'er is so scared!"

"Don't be afraid, Xue'er, I'll let you out now." After saying that, Tan Su Ru took out a bronze key.

"Cousin Su Ru, Mother, Mother, she..."

"Auntie has a problem, and the higher-ups of the four major families all have problems. I noticed it a while ago, and I suspect they've been controlled by the Demonic Sect."

"Then, what should we do?"

"The only way now is to seek help from the six major righteous sects, Xue'er, we need to do this..."

After a long while, Tan Su Ru watched the figure running into the forest, a strange smile unconsciously appearing on her lips. She combed her black hair with her slender hand and murmured to herself, "I hope this time my merit will earn the master's favor." Zi Yi

from the Wangyue Sect

followed slowly behind a woman in a red dress, saying nothing, her delicate face appearing unusually serene.

The woman in the red dress appeared suddenly at the mountain gate after the two disciples had announced their arrival. She introduced herself as Hua Ruyi, the junior sister of Fairy Qionghua, and asked Ziyi to follow her to see Fairy Qionghua. She didn't use magic to travel the distance, simply leading Ziyi step by step towards the massive immortal peak.

"What's your name?" Perhaps thinking that the serene Ziyi wouldn't ask first, Hua Ruyi chose to break the silence.

"Ziyi," Ziyi's voice was unusually cold, her words few.

"You say you're a descendant of Xiaoyao, but who exactly is Xiaoyao? Our Wangyue Sect has been searching for Xiaoyao for so many years, he must be someone important, right?"

"Xiaoyao is my master. Without my master's permission, Ziyi dares not reveal my master's identity." "Master? Xiaoyao is your master? That's not right, the age matches up." "..."

"Alright, it seems you won't tell. Let's go, I guess my senior sister is getting impatient." With that, she grabbed Ziyi and flew towards the massive mountain peak.

"

Ha...ha..." Rapid breathing escaped Wu Lixue's lips. Not yet at the Foundation Establishment stage, she couldn't use magical artifacts to fly, relying solely on a speed-traveling talisman. However, the talisman only increased speed; the actual travel still consumed the user's stamina. Having traveled for three consecutive days, Wu Lixue felt she was nearing her limit.

"Ha...Xue'er, you must hold on! For your father and mother, for everyone!"

Suddenly, a streak of light flashed past, stopping before Wu Lixue. It was an elderly man with white hair, who glared at her and roared, "Traitor to the family, Wu Lixue, do you know your crime?"

"Second Grandfather!"

Seeing this sudden despair, Wu Lixue, who had endured days of physical and mental exhaustion, collapsed like a punctured balloon, sobbing uncontrollably, "Waaaaah, waaaaah, Second Grandfather, even...even you, waaaaah!"

"Hehe, little sister, what's wrong and you're crying so sadly? Tell your sister and I'll stand up for you." As the voice rang out, a charming and alluring woman appeared beside Wu Lixue. The woman was wearing a bright red palace dress with a light gauze veil. As the breeze blew, her two fair and slender legs were faintly visible through the red gauze, making her exceptionally tempting.

The sudden appearance of the alluring woman caused the old man's expression to change drastically. He gritted his teeth and shouted, "Beauty Demoness! This is a family matter between our four great families. Does your Illusion Demon Palace want to start a war with us four great families?!" "Hehehe," the Beauty Demoness giggled, spreading her arm to lightly stroke her hair and said coquettishly, "This old antique is quite arrogant, coming to my Illusion Demon Palace's territory to capture people and threatening to start a war. Do you think you're Fuxian Island?" "Hmph, of course we are not Fuxian Island, but we are not to be insulted by your Illusion Demon Palace either." "Then come on, catch me, and I'll give you a good slap," the Beauty Demoness suddenly gave the old man a very seductive smile, reaching out to pull the stunned Wu Lixue into her arms, her slender hand teasingly sweeping over her sensitive areas: "And this pretty little sister! As long as you catch me, we'll all serve you together."

"You!" The old man felt a surge of lust coursing through his body, even a desire for his granddaughter, Wu Lixue. His mind uncontrollably conjured up images of him and the two of them engaging in passionate acts. Knowing his cultivation was insufficient and he would be defeated without a fight, he quickly suppressed his lust and fled in a flash.

The alluring enchantress, watching the old man escape, withdrew her seductive magic and giggled at the blushing Wu Lixue in her arms, "Little sister, tell your older sister what happened?"...

Hua Ruyi's escape light stopped before reaching the palace complex. She led Ziyi inside, not heading towards the main hall of the Wangyue Sect, but choosing a secluded path.

As time passed, Ziyi gradually saw a pavilion at the end of the path, with three elegant characters on the plaque: Silver Moon Pavilion.

Hua Ruyi led the woman in purple up to the pavilion. The two immediately saw a woman's figure by the railing. The woman was dressed in white, her hair was piled high like jade flowers, and she was bathed in the silvery moonlight. She was graceful and lonely, and her back view looked somewhat desolate.

"Sect Master, the Purple-Clad Lady has arrived."

The woman in white nodded, her eyes glazed over as she looked at Purple-Clad Lady. After hesitating for a moment, she slowly said, "Your name is Purple-Clad Lady?"

"Yes."

"Purple-Clad Lady, would you be interested in hearing a story?"

"..."

The woman in white didn't notice Purple-Clad Lady's silence, seemingly lost in her memories, and continued in a cold yet sorrowful voice:

"My Moon Gazing Sect once had an outstanding female disciple. She was as beautiful as a celestial being, and her talent was unparalleled. She was the most outstanding female disciple of her time, the successor to the next sect leader. She always believed that a woman as exceptional as herself would never be

swayed by vulgar men... But then she met him, an ordinary mortal. Yet his literary talent, his demeanor, and his handsome appearance deeply attracted her, and she, equally outstanding, moved him deeply as well.

And so, the two fell in love as mortals, traveling together, boating together, until finally, their bodies became intimate."

After a period of happiness, the woman suddenly became pregnant. They settled down in a remote village, where they lived in harmony until the child was born… After the child's birth, whether it was maternal instinct or reason that overwhelmed her emotions, the woman realized reality: she and the man could not be together forever. The difference in lifespan between cultivators and mortals would only cause them future suffering.

Taking advantage of her still-developing spiritual roots, the woman decided to take her daughter, who possessed spiritual roots, back to the Wangyue Sect to sever ties with the man. However, she knew that she needed her master's forgiveness, so she secretly returned to the Wangyue Sect without the man's knowledge… When

she returned to the village, the once warm bamboo house was now empty. The woman in white brushed her fingers through her hair, looked up at the rising moon, her usually cold face tinged with sorrow, and said in a daze, "Ziyi, do you understand?"

"I understand… Mother!"

Upon hearing this, the woman in white's cold demeanor vanished instantly, her face filled with excitement as she turned around, only to be met with a blood-red light.

... The once magnificent main hall

of the Hundred Flowers

Palace had been transformed into a crimson haven of debauchery. In the center sat a massive dragon bed, around which various beauties danced gracefully. Their eyes gleamed with an irrepressible allure, each gazing with either envy or longing at the figures on the dragon bed.

At this moment, the alluring bodies of the Hundred Flowers Fairy and the White Fox were entwined on the dragon bed, comforting each other. Beside them, a bewitching woman in a bright red palace dress sat between Yan Zhuixing's legs, swaying her body repeatedly. Her already half-naked body revealed glimpses of her eroticism with each sway.

"Ah—um—you—you bastard, um—let me go, um—or I'll make you wish you were dead, ahhh—" The woman in red reached her climax amidst the shouts and curses, her body going limp. She placed her slender hands on Yan Zhuixing's stomach, seemingly wanting to rest, but her body, under the control of an unknown force, began to shake violently again: "Ahhh—don't move, please—um—um—" "Hahaha! You can't beg me, it's not me moving, it's you raping me!" Yan Zhuixing, who had been lying down enjoying the scene, leered at the beautiful sight before him, then sat up and reached into her half-exposed red palace dress to explore. "And I never imagined that the famous Palace Master of the Illusion Demon Palace, the Hundred Charming Enchantress, is actually a virgin, hahaha! Those men who bowed down to your beauty would never have imagined this, right?"

Wearing red silk... With her slender hands, she proactively held Yan Zhuixing's shoulders, her body swaying more violently with the force, the rhythmic sound of water splashing echoing. A deep hatred appeared on Bai Mei Yao Ji's alluring face. "Ugh—what exactly—ugh—what did you do to my body! Ahhh—again—ah—" His fingers gripped Bai Mei Yao Ji's pink nipples, twisting them forcefully into a spiral shape, enjoying the wonderful feeling of the hot flow surging through his lower body. Yan Zhuixing teased, "Tsk tsk, a virgin is a virgin. I only slightly increased your sensitivity, did you really need so many orgasms? The two sluts next to you last much longer than you." Hearing Yan Zhuixing mention them, the two women in the throes of passion exchanged a glance, their alluring bodies decisively separating, approaching Yan Zhuixing from the left and right, surrounding him with their full bodies, teasing his sensitive spots in a subservient manner.

"Ugh—you—bastard—ugh—I'm going to kill you—ah—" The alluring enchantress, recovering from her climax, threatened Yan Zhuixing fiercely again, but her words were repeatedly interrupted by the pleasure, leaving her feeling weak.

"Hahaha! Kill me? How do you plan to kill me? By draining me dry?" In high spirits, Yan Zhuixing grabbed the alluring enchantress's waist, lifting her up. With a soft "plop," the alluring enchantress's honeyed orifice was separated from the enormous penis. In mid-air, before the opening of her honeyed orifice could even contract, the lustful fluids that had been sealed inside by the enormous penis sprayed out.

"Oh—" The alluring enchantress was utterly bewildered by the sudden emptiness, her confused moans filled with deep longing. Her body instinctively searched for the giant root that could fill the void, her hands and feet wrapping around Yan Zhuixing's body.

Yan Zhuixing grinned maliciously, flipped Bai Mei Yaoji's body over and threw it onto the bed. Then, like a male dog, he straddled her, leaned close to her ear, and said in a tone full of pleasure, "Lie down like a dog, you bitch." He lifted her loose red skirt and thrust his increasingly enormous lower body straight into her slowly contracting, wet honey hole.

"Ah—!" Bai Mei Yaoji let out a satisfied sigh as she was filled again. As if responding to the command, her body landed on all fours, her buttocks raised high, occasionally swaying playfully, giving the enormous penis deep inside her a different kind of stimulation.

Yan Zhuixing looked at Bai Mei Yaoji, who was resignedly immersed in pleasure, and revealed a malicious smile. He leaned down and whispered in her ear, "Palace Master Ye, take a good look at those dancers who are looking at you with envious eyes. Don't they look familiar?"

Upon hearing this, Bai Mei Yaoji's face changed, her alluring face began to turn pale, and she looked at the seductive dancers around her in disbelief. She closed her eyes in pain and said, "Please... ah—ah—don't—ah—harder—it's coming again—ahhhhhh—."

Watching Bai Mei Yaoji easily brought to orgasm by him, Yan Zhuixing's voice rang out like a demon:

"Beg...me...what?" With each word, Yan Zhuixing would forcefully thrust into her uterus, "Beg...me...to...let...the...those...sluts...go...but...they...are...gifts...you...gave...me...ah!ah!ah!"

He casually tore the red palace dress of Bai Mei Yao Ji to shreds, then pulled the naked woman into his arms. Yan Zhui Xing gently asked the utterly exhausted Bai Mei Yao Ji, "Do you want to go back?"

"Please...please...please..."

"..."

"It seems you have deep feelings for the sect! Hao Wuwei, come in." Just as Yan Zhui Xing finished speaking, a middle-aged man entered through the main gate. The female disciples of the Magic Palace consciously made way for him. The man walked straight to the bedside, knelt before Yan Zhui Xing, and respectfully said, "Master." Bai Mei Yao Ji couldn't believe the middle-aged man's eyes. Her slender hands trembled as she raised them: "Wuwei? Your eyes?" "He gouged out his own eyes. After all, everyone in the Hundred Flowers Palace is my female slave. How could I let him come in with his eyes open? You agree, right?" Yan Zhui Xing licked Bai Mei Yao Ji's earlobe, and amidst her gasp, he thrust his lower body back into her honeyed orifice. Bai Mei Yao Ji's body moved involuntarily.

"Please, please—please spare Wuwei, please—I can be your sex slave, please—I can serve you wholeheartedly, please—" Bai Mei Yao Ji pleaded

, swaying her body. "You're destined to be a sex slave. I can let your lover go, but… you have to train all the women of the Illusion Demon Palace into sex slaves and give them to me, hahaha!"

"No, no, no, don't do that, I can't do that, ahhhhhh!" Bai Mei Yao Ji, her mind and spirit repeatedly wounded, clutched her head and screamed in despair.

Yan Zhui Xing covered his ears with his hands, his face full of helplessness, and said, "Alright, alright, I was just teasing you. I'll erase your memories later and let you and the disciples of the Illusion Demon Palace leave. I was just playing around."

The crazed Bai Mei Yao Ji suddenly froze, turning back to look at Yan Zhui Xing blankly, her voice filled with innocent anticipation: "Really?"

"No way! Hahaha! Hahahaha! How could I possibly let Yue Qian Chou's woman go? Hahaha!" Yan Zhui Xing laughed wildly, pressing Bai Mei Yao Ji onto the bed and thrusting wildly.

"You'll soon kill your lover with your own hands, you'll personally train all the disciples and elders of the Illusion Demon Palace and give them to me, you'll wholeheartedly be my sex slave for life, and occasionally you can relive today's beauty!

Hahaha! Experience today's most wonderful climax!" With this perverse declaration, Yan Zhui Xing reached his first climax of the day.

Under the scalding semen, Bai Mei Yao Ji also reached an unprecedented climax, her despair washed away by the orgasm, her whole body limp and broken as she clung to Yan Zhui Xing.

After ejaculating his last semen into Bai Mei Yao Ji's womb, Yan Zhui Xing summoned a sword, handed it to her, and whispered, "Come, hold this, go and cut off Hao Wuwei's head. Don't be afraid, I'm here, you won't go crazy."

Bai Mei Yao Ji, her face blank, unconsciously grasped the hilt and staggered towards Hao Wuwei, white fluid continuously flowing from her vagina along the way.

Looking at the still-dazed Bai Mei Yao Ji, Yan Zhui Xing shook his head, flicked his fingers, and laughed:

"You can't escape it."

No!!!

...

Yan Zhui Xing rested his head contentedly on Bai Hua Xian Zi's lap, the white fox nestled in his arms, gazing at him tenderly. Between her legs, Bai Mei Yao Ji served his enormous penis with her full breasts and bright red lips, her occasional glances at Yan Zhui Xing filled with deep affection and fervor.

Suddenly, a woman dressed in a pink, transparent light dress entered.

"Greetings, Master."

Yan Zhuixing waved his hand, signaling her to rise, and asked, "What is it?" "Master, Fairy Qionghua of the Wangyue Sect, along with a group of elders and disciples, requests an audience." Upon hearing this, Yan Zhuixing immediately sat up, leering, "It seems Ziyi has already personally pushed her mother into the abyss. Let them in!"

"Yes, Master," the woman respectfully replied and slowly retreated.

Dressed in white like frost, pure and captivating, Fairy Qionghua, in a white robe, led her disciples in slowly entering under Yan Zhuixing's expectant gaze. She lowered her noble head, knelt before Yan Zhuixing, and said in unison, "Qionghua, Hua Ruyi, Luo Qingshang... greet Master!"

...

The Chinese cultivation world has always been the center of the cultivation world, but at some point, its talent gradually withered, transforming it from the pinnacle of the cultivation world into a third-rate existence. Now, it can only barely survive a closed-off life by relying on the isolation array and the deterrent power of Bi Changchun, the number one person in the world.

Lingfang Valley is located outside the cultivation world of China, yet it is a first-rate force among the various cultivation powers. Its valley master is Lu Yanqing, a mid-stage Nascent Soul cultivator renowned as the most beautiful woman and the most skilled healer in the world.

In terms of sheer strength, Lingfang Valley with only one mid-stage Nascent Soul cultivator doesn't deserve the title of a first-rate force. However, as the most skilled healer in the world, Valley Master Lu Yanqing has accumulated numerous favors from various forces over the years thanks to her exceptional medical skills. Therefore, it's a common saying in the cultivation world that offending Lingfang Valley is almost equivalent to offending all the forces in the cultivation world.

Not to mention, Lu Yanqing also possesses the title of the most beautiful woman in the world, attracting countless experts who are infatuated with her. The most famous example is the incident where Wen Lanfeng, the second-best expert in the world, challenged the first-best expert, Bi Changchun, because of a single word from her.

Although both she and Wen Lanfeng were severely punished by Bi Changchun afterward, it only enhanced her reputation. After all, over the years, almost no one has been able to offend the madman and murderous Bi Changchun and survive.

Now, Yan Zhuixing is located in Lingfang Valley. Almost all the women connected to Yue Qianchou are under his control. Even Yan Yu, Yue Qianchou's last concubine, who is also located in the outer realm, is currently under his control.

Yan Zhuixing found this brothel madam with little effort and immediately took control of her, thoroughly toying with her before bringing her to find his true target, Lu Yanqing.

Speaking of Lu Yanqing, in his previous life, Yan Zhuixing had tried to control her with his Demon Eye, but because his cultivation was lower than hers, she easily broke free. This could be considered the starting point of his failure. If he had been able to control Lu Yanqing then, with her cooperation, Yue Qianchou would definitely be dead.

But now it's different. After merging with the mysterious energy brought by the passerby, Yan Zhuixing discovered that the Demon Eye had undergone a significant change. Its power had increased considerably, and it had gained various flexible and versatile uses.

Although the Demon Eye's power had increased significantly, Yan Zhuixing couldn't guarantee that his Tribulation Transcending stage cultivation could control Lu Yanqing, who was at the Nascent Soul stage. Therefore, he dared not directly confront Lu Yanqing. Currently, his identity was that of a patient seeking medical help, residing in Lingfang Valley as a guest.

He kicked away Yan Yu, who was swallowing and spitting out a penis, and smiled at the aloof and frost-like Qionghua Fairy beside him, saying, "Compared to that mature and seductive slut, I still prefer to see an ice beauty like you with a lustful look on your face." As he spoke, he pulled the white-clad Qionghua Fairy into his arms and began to explore her carefully.

"Master, this is Lingfang Valley."

"What are you afraid of? Lingfang Valley can't control the sex lives of its guests and female slaves." He lifted her skirt, touched her unprotected vulva, and teased, "Look how wet you are, you've been wanting it all along, haven't you?" After saying that, he directly thrust his huge lower body into her wet vulva.

"Hmm—"

A few days later,

Yan Zhuixing followed a man slowly through the magnificent palace of Lingfang Valley, arriving at a small pavilion in the back mountains.

The man stopped in front of the pavilion and respectfully said to the door, "Master, Young Master Yan, who donated ten billion spirit stones, has arrived."

"Thank you for your hard work, Third Brother. Let him in," a woman's voice came from inside the pavilion, ethereal and clear, like the clear water flowing in a fairy valley.

"Yes, Master," the man replied respectfully, then stepped forward to open the door, took a step back, and said gently to Yan Zhuixing, "Young Master Yan, you may enter."

Yan Zhuixing nodded, walked past the man, and slowly entered the pavilion. In this pavilion filled with a faint medicinal fragrance, there was a screen depicting green mountains and proud bamboo. Through the screen, Yan Zhuixing could vaguely see the figure of a graceful woman.

Composing himself, Yan Zhuixing bowed to the woman's figure and said, "Junior Yan Zhuixing greets Senior Lu."

However, the woman behind the screen seemed not to hear Yan Zhuixing's words, standing silently in place, observing him through the screen, seemingly trying to determine if he was a lecherous rogue.

Just as Yan Zhuixing was becoming impatient, the woman behind the screen finally moved. With each light step, a gentle breeze ruffled her green gauze dress, which, carried by the wind, accentuated the graceful curves of her long legs, making them undulating beautifully. The exquisite curves extending to her upper body were even more captivating. The hazy curves, moving gracefully forward with each step, could make everything else pale in comparison, each step capable of suffocating one's breath.

Yan Zhuixing gazed at the captivating veiled woman before the screen, sighing inwardly, "In my past life, I was so engrossed in my grand scheme that I failed to notice the woman's breathtaking beauty. Only after merging with this random passerby in this life do I realize that such a woman truly exists only in heaven!" At the same time, noticing the occasional flash of red light in the veiled woman's eyes, he smiled with satisfaction, "Senior Lu, I suffer from a chronic ailment; please grant me your assistance..."

Outside the pavilion, Xin Laosan faithfully stood guard, selectively ignoring the occasional groans of pain emanating from within...

[The End]

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