The fairy was incredibly licentious

Shen Rugo, thirty-six years old, is the master of Sword Peak and the second master of the Goddess Palace. Many rumors surround her.

The most famous is that Shen Rugo once challenged every sect in the Eastern Region, meeting them with swords and fighting them against each other in the same realm, laughing at all the heroes.

Among them were many grandmasters.

In that challenge, Shen Rugo only lost to one person in swordsmanship—a true grandmaster, quite old, which is why she lost.

Later, Shen Rugo studied under him for over a year.

Later, through the introduction of that grandmaster, Shen Rugo met her husband, Lin Daiyan, the son of the sect leader of the Divine Sword Sect.

Many people greatly envied Lin Daiyan, because Shen Rugo not only had brilliant achievements in swordsmanship, but also possessed a fiery and sexy charm, second only to Shen Rongyue.

Even though Shen Rugo was already married, many still flocked to her, regarding her as a goddess, willing to grovel at her feet.

But what those people could never have imagined was that their dream goddess was now so bold and unrestrained, teasing an unknown, dark-skinned boy with her jade feet.

This dark-skinned boy was fat and chubby, extremely lewd, lying on the ground with his large, erect penis standing straight up, veins bulging, a throbbing dragon, and Shen Rugo was teasing it with her jade feet.

However, Shen Rugo did not remove her embroidered shoes, but instead used them to caress the hot, burning penis of the dark-skinned boy, rubbing it up and down from time to time, which made the dark-skinned boy lying on the ground feel extremely happy.

The dark-skinned boy was excited, never imagining that his huge penis would one day be teased by such a fairy. Although she did not actually caress it with her jade feet, it was still unimaginable for him.

The dark-skinned boy remembered that he was a poor orphan who was found by chance on Purple Dragon Mountain and became Feng Congyun's servant. He was naturally fat and dark-skinned, which made many people look down on him.

It's impossible for him not to feel anger after being subjected to cold looks and ridicule, but he buried it deep inside.

Moreover, after becoming aware of things, Hei Tan had read some books, including erotic pictures, and understood these things. He also knew that his manhood was exceptionally endowed, and he always wanted to experience the pleasures of it.

There was a girl Hei Tan liked on Purple Dragon Mountain, but she never reciprocated his feelings. Several times, Hei Tan tried to force himself on her, but to no avail, and he had to give up.

But this time, following Feng Congyun to Penglai Island, he was able to have his manhood caressed by the high and mighty Second Mistress's jade feet. Although it was through her boots, like scratching an itch through a boot, it was already an ecstasy for Hei Tan, a feeling of being on the verge of death.

"Oh...oh...Second Mistress...so good..." Hei Tan couldn't help but moan.

"Is it really that good?" Shen Rugo asked with a smile.

Her smile was captivating, her beautiful eyes shimmering with a seductive charm, her alluring gaze capable of making one's bones go weak with just one glance.

The engorged penis between Black Charcoal's legs grew larger and larger, its thick black pubic hair thriving. An unidentified liquid secreted from the swollen glans and urethral opening, steaming hot. Two large black testicles, like eggs, hung among the dense pubic hair, appearing and disappearing.

"So good...so good..." Black Charcoal, supporting himself on one elbow, couldn't resist reaching out to touch Shen Rugo's smooth, alabaster-white calves.

He swallowed hard, his face flushed, his hand trembling. But just as he was about to touch her, a gust of air struck his hand, causing him to cry out in pain and quickly pull back.

Black Charcoal said with a mournful face, "Second Madam..."

Shen Rugo withdrew her foot and squatted down. Black Charcoal couldn't help but swallow again. After she squatted, the view from her low-cut neckline became even fuller and more prominent. Her two pristine, snow-white breasts seemed about to burst out of her clothes, their creamy white flesh creating a deep cleavage.

Seeing Hei Tan's surprised yet lustful expression, Shen Rugo wasn't angry. Instead, she flicked her finger at Hei Tan's enormous penis.

"Ouch!" Hei Tan immediately felt excruciating pain.

"Little guy, do you think I wouldn't see through your little schemes? Just enjoy the pain, hehehe~~~" Shen Rugo laughed like a devil, her giggles as clear and mesmerizing as silver bells, captivating and alluring.

Then, Shen Rugo stood up, swaying her full, pert buttocks towards Sword Peak Mountain. Wave after wave of her hips were alluring. Hei Tan ignored the pain in his penis, staring intently at Shen Rugo's round, pert buttocks. The two fleshy buttocks swayed up and down under her red skirt, making him secretly swallow his saliva.

"They're so big and round... I really want to insert them..." Hei Tan's eyes were fixed on her.

Ignoring the pain in his burning, dark penis, Black Charcoal gripped it and began stroking it up and down, his mouth agape, inhaling deeply, a scene of utter debauchery.

Shen Qiu, witnessing this from the shadows, felt her eyes twitch, her anger blazing.

This bastard dared to do such a thing to his second aunt! He truly deserved to die!

...

On Goddess Mountain.

Feng Congyun, a dragon among men, was practicing a fist technique. His fist imprints vibrated, the wind billowed, each punch carrying a refined and powerful aura.

Not far away, Shen Rongyue, proud and aloof like a plum blossom, watched quietly.

Feng Congyun was practicing with great effort, almost the most serious he had ever been, because Shen Rongyue was watching. This aloof and proud Grand Mistress of the Goddess Palace, also the most beautiful woman in the Eastern Region, was present.

Feng Congyun had heard of her since childhood, and a chance encounter had left an indelible mark. Her breathtakingly beautiful face lingered in his mind, never fading from his thoughts. Every time he practiced, he would think of her, using her as motivation.

Finally having the chance to perform in front of her, Feng Congyun naturally put in his best effort.

By the lakeside, fragrant grasses grew lushly, red flowers bloomed against a blue sky, and the beauty was like a painting, the youth like a dragon.

After completing a set of boxing techniques, Feng Congyun was somewhat tired, and sweat beaded on his handsome face.

But he couldn't care less. He immediately went to Shen Rongyue, bowed, and clasped his hands, saying, "Godmother, how was my set of boxing? Please give me some pointers."

Shen Rongyue said calmly, "Compared to my son Shen Qiu, your talent is far superior."

Feng Congyun was secretly delighted, but outwardly remained calm, saying, "Shen Qiu is no less than me; he will surely rise like a divine star, renowned throughout the Eastern Region."

"Hmm," Shen Rongyue replied noncommittally.

At this moment, an old man in a gray robe slowly approached, carrying a tray filled with food. Feng Congyun glanced at the old man and was immediately startled.

The old man's cultivation was unfathomable; he couldn't even discern his level.

"Uncle Niu," Shen Rongyue said to the gray-robed old man.

"Palace Master, this is the food I've prepared for you. Please enjoy it," Uncle Niu said.

Shen Rongyue nodded slightly and asked, "How are the preparations for tomorrow's banquet going?"

Uncle Niu replied, "Reporting to Palace Master, everything is ready."

Shen Rongyue dismissed Uncle Niu and then said, "Alright, Congyun, you can go back now."

Although Feng Congyun longed to spend some more time alone with Shen Rongyue, he dared not disobey and could only say, "Yes!"

The Goddess Palace was bustling with activity the next day.

Another imposing and powerful ship had arrived at Penglai Island.

The newcomer was named Feng Xiaotian, the recently infamous Master of Purple Dragon Mountain in the cultivation world.

Feng Xiaotian was a man of imposing stature, with a full head of black hair, a thick stubble, and tiger-like eyes. He especially liked to expose his belly, the muscles on his abdomen resembling solid rocks, exuding a strong masculine aura and a mature presence.

"Father!" Feng Congyun immediately went to greet him, extremely respectful yet somewhat fearful.

This was because Feng Xiaotian was extremely strict with him.

Feng Xiaotian patted Feng Congyun's shoulder and laughed loudly, "Good, not bad... This must be Shen Qiu." His gaze shifted and landed on Shen Qiu.

The reason Shen Qiu was here was because of his mother Shen Rongyue's orders to come with Feng Congyun to greet Feng Xiaotian. He dared not disobey orders and had no choice but to come.

Shen Qiu was somewhat unwilling, but he had to admit that this was indeed a rough and tough man. However, comparing him in his heart to his own father, he still felt that his father, Lin Duxiu, had a better demeanor.

But...

Shen Qiu felt a bitter taste in his mouth; his father was still gone.

"I am Shen Qiu, greetings Uncle Feng." Although reluctant, Shen Qiu still clasped his hands in greeting.

"Good, good, as expected of Rongyue... Palace Master's son, truly handsome and refined, a dragon among men. I like him very much. If anyone dares to bully you in the future, you can tell Uncle Feng, and Uncle Feng will definitely help you get revenge." Feng Xiaotian said boldly.

Shen Qiu's lips twitched, forcing a smile.

Just then, a melodious and charming voice rang out: "Oh, Feng Xiaotian, you really know how to brag. With your cultivation level of only recently reaching the tenth realm, not to mention other regions, even in this Eastern Region, someone could easily beat you."

Everyone looked in the direction of the voice, their eyes involuntarily mesmerized.

Shen Rugo strolled over gracefully, wearing a lotus-colored embroidered dress with two straps of a bodice hanging above her shoulders. The long dress reached down to her neckline, revealing her full and ample breasts, large and high. She wore a small overcoat, her figure exquisite.

From top to bottom, her waist was slender and delicate, almost too small to be grasped in one hand. As she walked, her hips swayed slightly, her long, straight legs swaying gracefully within her skirt, radiant and full of light. The occasional glimpses of her white flesh drew the eye.

Shen Rugo's figure was alluring, surpassing all others in beauty. Every step she took aroused desire, causing many men present to breathe heavily.

Even Feng Xiaotian and the others had burning eyes, not to mention the dark-skinned man in the crowd, who couldn't help but look at Shen Rugo's jade-like feet, swallowing hard. He recalled the passionate scene yesterday when Shen Rugo used her embroidered shoes to caress his swollen penis, and a surge of heat rose in his abdomen, a mixture of discomfort and pleasure.

"Second Palace Master." Feng Xiaotian was the first to recover. Although he also harbored desires for her, he was relatively content.

Since he already had the aloof and proud First Palace Master, Shen Rongyue, he shouldn't think too much about it.

Moreover, Shen Rugo always smiled at everyone, like a vixen reincarnated. Even her husband, Lin Daiyan, the son of the Divine Sword Sect Master, might not be able to conquer her.

Shen Rugo said, "Feng Xiaotian, why aren't you staying at your Purple Dragon Mountain? What are you doing here at my Goddess Palace?"

Feng Xiaotian was very polite and said, "I've come to pay a visit. Please don't be offended."

"How could I not see through your little scheme? Tch!" Shen Rugo beckoned to Shen Qiu and said, "Qiu'er, come and give your second aunt a shoulder and back massage."

Shen Rugo turned and sat down on a mahogany chair. Shen Qiu immediately came behind her and began massaging her shoulders and back.

"Qiu'er, why don't you thank me?" Shen Rugo said with a smile.

"Thank you, Second Aunt."

Shen Qiu was naturally very grateful to his second aunt for Shen Rugo's sudden appearance in helping him out of an awkward situation.

Feng Xiaotian was invited to sit down by Uncle Niu, but he was a little impatient and asked Uncle Niu several times when Shen Rongyue would come out. Uncle Niu only replied that she would come soon.

Thus, Feng Xiaotian waited anxiously.

A maidservant trotted over, bowed before Feng Xiaotian, and said, "Master Feng, the Palace Master has arrived."

Hearing this, Feng Xiaotian immediately stood up excitedly and looked into the depths of the corridor.

In the depths of the corridor, a snow-white figure gracefully approached. Feng Xiaotian fixed his gaze on her, and then couldn't look away.

Not only Feng Xiaotian, but also Feng Congyun, Heitan, and the other men all looked in that direction.

Shen Rongyue gracefully approached, her figure slender and elegant. She wore a snow-white silk gauze dress, her skin like ice and jade, her figure alluring and voluptuous, breathtakingly beautiful, like an ice lotus from a mysterious snowy region, aloof and proud, cold and alluring.

Her breasts were full and round, the neckline high, her proud bosom high and round, shaped like spheres, standing tall and proud, the most beautiful snow peaks, pure and flawless.

Her figure was delicate and graceful, perfectly proportioned, moving with ease. Below, her most beautiful feature was her full, rounded buttocks, naturally perky and high within the sheer fabric of her dress. Her long, slender legs, especially, were perfectly rounded and firm, swaying gently within the skirt, appearing and disappearing, further enhancing her tall, alluring figure, making it breathtaking.

Shen Rongyue's hair was styled high, held in place by a white jade hairpin, framing her stunningly beautiful face. She possessed a mature charm, like a woman past her prime, yet with an ethereal quality, like a fairy descending to earth.

Many people unconsciously held their breath. Even Shen Qiu inwardly marveled at how fortunate her father had been to marry her mother.

Then, Shen Qiu glanced at the gazes of the others, a look of disdain filling her heart.

Being stared at by so many people with such varied gazes, Shen Qiu was naturally displeased, even feeling that each glance was like a piece of flesh being torn from his mother's body.

Shen Rongyue didn't feel the same way. These people's gazes were like knives, but Shen Rongyue didn't care.

She was aloof and knew her status in their eyes, so she ignored them.

"Rongyue..." Feng Xiaotian was the most excited. Shen Rongyue glanced at him, and he immediately realized, adding a suffix: "Palace Master!"

"Mountain Master Feng." Shen Rongyue smiled calmly and said.

Just that smile was captivating and mesmerizing. The rough man Feng Xiaotian's heart pounded, his lower abdomen felt hot, and his gaze unconsciously fell on Shen Rongyue's waist and hips.

Those full and pert buttocks were truly round and round, surpassing her fragrant shoulders under a thin veil, high and proud. A pair of straight and slender legs were faintly visible, tall and strong. He wondered what it would feel like to have them wrapped around his waist.

Although he hadn't experienced it yet, Feng Xiaotian knew that with a little more effort, he would soon be able to enjoy the soul-stirring pleasure of those beautiful legs wrapped around his waist.

Thinking of this, Feng Xiaotian couldn't control himself, his eyes blazing with desire as he looked at Shen Rongyue.

The two seemed to be mere acquaintances; Shen Rongyue simply greeted them and then asked, "Uncle Niu, is the banquet ready?"

"Yes," Uncle Niu replied.

"Good, then please take your seats, esteemed guests," Shen Rongyue said.

Led by Shen Rongyue, the group followed her to the main hall.

The main hall of the Goddess Palace was magnificent. Its construction had been extremely costly, requiring considerable financial and human resources. However, for the Goddess Palace, money was essentially secondary.

Over the years, the dynasty had provided tributes, and the Goddess Palace also conducted its own business; therefore, while not incredibly wealthy, the Goddess Palace was certainly well-off.

Shen Rongyue sat at the very top of the main hall, with Shen Rugo beside her, while Shen Qiu sat on the other side of Shen Rongyue.

Below them were Feng Xiaotian and the others.

But just then, a voice rang out from outside.

"The Divine Sword Sect, the Heavenly Net Gate, the Military Emperor Mountain, and the Sky-Supporting Sect have arrived..." As soon as the voice rang out, everyone in the hall looked in the direction of the sound and saw a group of people rushing in.

These people included both the old and the young, and they all had fluctuations of Yuan Qi.

Suddenly, Shen Qiu saw one of the women and felt a strange sensation in his heart.

In the crowd, Shen Qiu saw a middle-aged man with sunken cheeks and a lack of vitality. His second aunt, Shen Rugo, rolled her eyes when she saw him.

He was Lin Daiyan, the sect leader of the Divine Sword Sect, Shen Rugo's husband, and Shen Qiu's second aunt's husband.

Lin Daiyan didn't care about Shen Rugo's eye roll. Instead, he scratched the back of his head and showed a simple and honest smile.

The representatives of the Heavenly Net Gate were two burly men. Because the Heavenly Net Gate emphasized external martial arts and had extremely strong Yang Qi, these two burly men had well-developed muscles and were as tall and mighty as small iron towers.

Then came Mount Junhuang, represented by an old man and a woman. Shen Qiu felt a strange unease as he looked at the woman.

Finally, there was the Qingtian Sect, again represented by Zhang Changsong and his disciple, the young man.

The group entered the hall and greeted each other, "Greetings, Grand Palace Master, Second Palace Master." "Your arrival is unexpected. Please take your seats," Shen Rongyue said. Despite the surprise, they were not asked to leave.

Lin Daiyan sat down next to Shen Rugo, a sight that disgusted Heitan, who stood behind Feng Congyun, burning with jealousy.

Suddenly, Shen Rongyue spoke again, "Wanzhao, sit beside me." Wanzhao…

Shen Qiu was startled. Wasn't this his fiancée?

"Wanzhao obeys." The woman walked directly to Shen Rongyue and sat down, without even glancing at Shen Qiu, leaving him deeply disappointed.

Everyone sat down.

The banquet officially began.

During the banquet, Shen Rongyue only raised her glass once, and everyone else followed suit.

Then Feng Xiaotian took the initiative to raise his glass, inviting everyone to drink. This happened several times until finally, Zhang Changsong slammed his hand on the table and shouted, "Feng Xiaotian, dare to drink with me?" Feng Xiaotian laughed heartily and said, "What do I have to fear?" And so, the two began to drink.

Shen Qiu watched with suspicion; did these two have some kind of grudge?

They drank with great gusto, but in Shen Qiu's eyes, it was like two mad dogs fighting. He wanted to ask his mother, but because his fiancée was sitting next to Shen Rongyue, he didn't dare turn around.

Just then, Shen Rongyue turned around and said, "Qiu'er, take Wanzhao for a stroll in the garden." "Yes."

Shen Qiu then led the woman named Wanzhao to the back garden.

Shen Qiu actually knew Wanzhao's surname; it was Qin, and her full name was Qin Wanzhao.

Qin Wanzhao's looks were average, but her figure was exceptional. She wore a form-fitting green dress that wasn't overtly sexy, but her figure was slender and graceful, with full breasts that pushed up the neckline, and her buttocks that also pushed the dress up high, making them appear firm and round. Her legs were extremely long and slender; she was even a head taller than Shen Qiu.

Upon arriving at the back garden, Shen Qiu took the initiative to clasp his hands in greeting, "Miss Qin, my name is Shen Qiu." "I know your name is Shen Qiu, and you are my fiancé," Qin Wanzhao said.

Shen Qiu was slightly annoyed. Qin Wanzhao

's posture and tone were extremely arrogant.

Sure enough, the next moment Qin Wanzhao continued, "What realm have you reached?" Shen Qiu replied shyly, "The fourth realm."

Qin Wanzhao said, "Too poor."

Shen Qiu was speechless.

Then Qin Wanzhao continued, "My man, Qin Wanzhao's man, must be a towering hero of our time, and you... Shen Qiu, can you be that?"

Shen Qiu remained silent.

"If you want to marry me, then wait until you become a peerless hero," Qin Wanzhao said.

"I... I'll try my best," Shen Qiu replied.

In short, this conversation between the two did not go well.

When Shen Qiu returned to the hall with Qin Wanzhao, he found that the banquet had already ended.

So quickly?

Uncle Niu was still there, so Shen Qiu hurriedly went to inquire. It turned out that Feng Xiaotian and Zhang Changsong had a drinking contest, and Zhang Changsong, unable to hold his liquor, was completely defeated by the unrestrained and rough Feng Xiaotian.

Then, Shen Rongyue had someone help Zhang Changsong to rest, and since Shen Rongyue had important matters to attend to, she dismissed the banquet and asked Uncle Niu to settle the guests at the Goddess Palace. Uncle Niu then took Qin Wanzhao to a guest room.

From then on, Shen Qiu was alone.

Shen Qiu touched his nose, gave a bitter smile, and finally left the hall.

...

Darkness fell.

In a side hall of the palace on Goddess Mountain, a single, dim candle flickered, casting a hazy, indistinct glow over the space.

Behind a short-legged table, a mature, beautiful woman reclined, engrossed in an ancient book.

Her long, black hair cascaded onto the carpet. Her face was indescribably beautiful; her eyes were like water, misty and alluring; her eyebrows were like distant mountains; her nose was delicately straight; her cherry-red lips, though unadorned, were luscious and inviting; her cheeks, though unmade-up, were flawless and delicate.

A strand of black hair tucked behind her ear and fell onto her breasts. She wore a sheer, low-cut gauze dress, revealing flawless, white skin on her chest. Her two snow-capped peaks, like inverted bowls, were full, high, and proudly erect.

She lay on her side, her exquisite body fully exposed from head to toe, her golden-ratio curves perfectly displayed, her waist and hips particularly shapely, especially her full, firm buttocks, which were hazy and alluring beneath her snow-white gauze dress. Her two long, beautiful legs, slightly bent, resembled seductive serpentine tails.

Her figure was alluring, her skin delicate and fair, every inch irresistible.

This mature beauty was breathtakingly gorgeous, radiating a hazy, dreamlike aura, her translucent skin glowing with a rosy light.

She was like an iceberg, exuding a cold aura that kept everyone at a distance, yet this only fueled the urge to conquer her.

Shen Rongyue, the Grand Mistress of the Goddess Palace, was someone everyone in the world wanted to conquer.

Shen Rongyue turned a page, paused slightly, and then said loudly, "You've been standing outside for so long, come in."

Outside the door, a figure moved slightly, then the door opened, and the candlelight illuminated the person—a rough, muscular man with an upright and honest face.

Feng Xiaotian, the master of Purple Dragon Mountain.

[The End]

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