Tortoise Dominates the World

Chapter 1: The Demise of Immortals and the Birth of Demons

On the vast, boundless sea, a lone boat bobbed with the waves.

Standing at the bow was a dashing, handsome middle-aged man, his green robe fluttering in the wind, exuding an ethereal,
otherworldly aura, though a hint of sinister intent lingered between his brows.

"Qing'er, have you really investigated thoroughly? That sleazy old man with the tortoise shell is the world's top
expert? He doesn't seem to possess the slightest air of a master!" The green-robed man's eyes flashed like lightning as he gazed into the distance
.

An ordinary person looking from this ship would only be able to see an island the size of a grain of rice; only
the eyesight of a master like the green-robed man could discern the island's features at this distance.

The woman on the boat smiled sweetly upon hearing this. Her appearance was naturally elegant and charming, giving
an impression of dignity and reserve. However, her bright, expressive eyes, coupled with her naturally shy and captivating demeanor
, were irresistible to most men.

Her smile was even more alluring, instantly captivating anyone who saw her .
A wonderful balance of elegance and allure existed within her, making her unforgettable.

"Uncle-Master, please rest assured, Qing'er has already investigated. That old man carrying the tortoise shell is a renowned
master in this world, Master Roshi, also known as the Turtle Master. His status in this world is as supreme as a Grandmaster
. Some even say that he once leveled a mountain with a single move!" The

middle-aged man in the blue robe twitched, shaking his head in disbelief. "Level a mountain with a single move? How is that possible? That
's the work of a mythical immortal! We've encountered many masters on our journey, but..." "They're just
brute force practitioners or scoundrels relying on firearms. I've heard of masters who can fly and escape
, but those are just rumors. I think they're mostly just products of this world's so-called technological weapons, and then
just rumors spread."

Qing'er giggled, "Uncle-Master, do you remember the boy with a tail we met half a month ago? That boy
was Master Wu Tian's disciple. Even if Master Wu Tian couldn't flatten a mountain with one move, he was undoubtedly
a world-shaking powerhouse."

"What?" The man in the green robe looked rather grim. Half a month ago, the two of them encountered a blue-haired woman.
Seeing her captivating beauty, the man in the green robe was overcome with lust and intended to rape her by force. However, a
strange boy with a tail beside the woman turned out to be incredibly powerful. His martial arts skills had greatly improved compared to before, and he considered himself
no less skilled than his senior sister, yet he was no match for the boy. If Qing'er hadn't cleverly tricked the boy,
he might have been defeated by that monkey-like youth.

Qing'er continued, "Although Master Wutian is exceptionally strong, he has a fatal weakness. It is said that
he is a womanizer, and he becomes infatuated with any beautiful woman he sees, taking whatever he wants. If Qing'er were to offer herself to him,
how could he not take advantage of her?"

Qing'er's beautiful eyes shone with confidence and arrogance. With her natural beauty and unparalleled seductive skills,
how many men in the world could resist her? This Turtle Master, who only possesses martial prowess but lacks spiritual cultivation, would surely be easily captured.

"Oh? Even if he's hooked, your 'Charming Maiden Technique' won't absorb much of his vital energy
, right? Didn't we test it before? The martial artists of this world only rely on their powerful bodies and don't cultivate internal energy. Even if you drain him dry, you'll only gain
a meager amount..."

The man in the green robe suddenly remembered something, his expression changed, and he said, "Could it be that you've already mastered it..."

Qing'er laughed like a flower in full bloom, but suddenly her smile vanished, and instantly demonic energy surged forth,
terrifying and awe-inspiring, like a demonic maiden descending to earth.

"Uncle-Master is wise! Qing'er has already mastered the Demon Seed. When the time comes, as long as I transfer this Demon Seed into that old ghost's body
, he will become the furnace for this Demon Seed. Using his incredibly strong body as the furnace, I will refine the Demon Seed, enter the Dao through demonic means, and achieve
my supreme demonic art. At that time, shattering the void will not be an illusion."

Qing'er laughed heartily, all traces of her previous submissive demeanor gone.

The man in the green robe was ashen-faced, his body trembling slightly with fear. He had always thought that while Qing'er possessed superior talent,
she was still inferior to those peerless geniuses, and even to himself. Who knew that with only
a few fragments of the "Dao Heart Demon Seed Technique," combined with unorthodox demonic arts gathered from other worlds, she had actually
cultivated a demonic seed, with the potential to ascend to the supreme Heavenly Dao? He himself hadn't even touched the threshold of a demonic seed;
compared to Qing'er, they were worlds apart.

"Qing...Qing'er...Your Martial Aunt has always loved you the most, and...and the Star Chart is still in your Martial
Aunt's hands. If I crush it, you'll be trapped in this world forever, unable to return..." The man in the green robe
nervously reached into his robes, as if holding something to threaten Qing'er.

Qing'er suddenly chuckled, her beauty as radiant as a hundred flowers blooming, and the chilling demonic aura vanished without a trace.

"Oh dear, Uncle-Master, Qing'er has journeyed with you through countless worlds since the Central Plains, relying on each other for survival. Even my precious
'red pill' was taken by you, Uncle-Master, yet you still don't believe me! This truly breaks my heart!"

The man in the green robe felt a sense of relief. Yes, it's been so long, how could I still not believe Qing'er?

Oh no, he's been bewitched! The man in the green robe suddenly awoke. After all, he was an old demon, possessing some
resistance to demonic arts. But when did this girl become so powerful? She had bewitched him silently and without warning. That demonic seed
was so potent…

Although the man in the green robe awoke, it was too late. A slender, white finger, like a spring onion, touched the air and gently
pressed against the man's brow, like a lover's tender kiss. Boundless demonic energy surged in, instantly extinguishing
all his life force.

Qing'er, who had killed the man in the green robe with a single finger strike, scoffed, kicked the corpse, and laughed, "Uncle-Master,
you really are an idiot! They told you that secret, how could they possibly leave you alive? You
fell for it so easily, you're really stupid! And you even tried to crush the star chart... How could you possibly crush such a treasure?"

She frowned in disgust, opened the man in the green robe's collar, took out a small, ancient bronze plate, happily
put it into her pouch, and then kicked the corpse into the sea.

"Hmph, what Demon Hidden Bian Bufu, just an old lecher! What Turtle Immortal Wu Tian, only fit to be my servants!"
"Wedding dress! I, Bai Qing'er, am destined to cultivate unparalleled demonic arts in this life, to reign supreme over all realms! Wanwan, you wait! I will definitely
return, and then I will make you wish you were dead!"

Bai Qing'er stood proudly at the bow of the ship, riding the wind and waves, ethereal as a fairy. Within her body, demonic energy surged and
boiled. With a wave of her slender hand, the small boat shot out like an arrow, heading towards the island.

At this moment, in the Turtle Immortal's house, the Turtle Immortal was intently watching the television, his eyes following the movements of the aerobics girl's
white legs, a long drop of saliva drooling from the corner of his mouth.

Suddenly, the scene cut to a commercial break. Master Roshi, furious, puffed out his beard and paced anxiously around the house.
He muttered to himself, "Why isn't Launch back yet? Goku and Krillin are both out training today,
such a nice time for just the two of us, and Launch went out to buy groceries but hasn't come back yet..."

Suddenly, he heard the sound of a ship docking outside. Master Roshi's eyes lit up, and a lewd smile
spread across his face. He ran

outside. "Launch, Launch, you're finally back..." Master Roshi shouted as he ran out, but upon seeing who it was
, his eyes widened into hearts, his sunglasses fell to the ground, and blood gushed from his nose...

Bai Qing'er had changed into a bikini, revealing her fair and delicate body. Upon seeing Master Roshi, she
gently tossed her hair, her black strands dancing in the sea breeze, making her beautiful face appear dreamlike and incredibly captivating.

"You must be Master Roshi! Such a majestic and handsome appearance...
there's no one else but Master Roshi..."

Bai Qing'er's acting was superb. Her beautiful eyes slightly raised, her gaze lightly touching Master Roshi before immediately lowering again. A faint blush crept onto her pink face , seven parts surprise and three parts shyness, perfectly
portraying the image of a young girl in love . 　　Master Roshi immediately straightened his hunched back, his lewd smile replaced by a dignified expression. Unfortunately, his lecherous eyes, almost popping out of their sockets, still betrayed his true nature, and the blood from his nose, which he hadn't had time to wipe away, made him look utterly ridiculous. 　　"I am Master Roshi, also known as Master Roshi. Little girl, you have excellent taste. No matter how I disguise myself, you recognized me at a glance." 　　Bai Qing'er covered her mouth and smiled, her eyes shimmering with a captivating charm. She had already pushed the Enchanting Maiden Technique to its limit using the Demon Seed, and now every gesture and step she took was alluring and captivating. Unless one possessed the spiritual cultivation of a Grandmaster, no one could resist her unparalleled seductive power. 　　Master Roshi felt his bones lighten as he was swept by her gaze, swallowing hard. Just then, Bai Qing'er was lightly lifting her bare, white, diamond-like feet off the boat when she suddenly cried out, as if she had twisted her ankle. Her fair and fragrant body was about to fall onto the beach. 　　Bai Qing'er suddenly felt a blur before her eyes, and Master Roshi had already flashed in front of her, directly reaching out to embrace her soft, fragrant body. 　　So fast! Bai Qing'er was secretly shocked. This old man didn't know any lightness skill, relying purely on physical strength, yet his movements were so fast she couldn't even see them clearly. Judging by his movement alone, he was no less than the Evil King Shi Zhixuan's Illusionary Demonic Movement Technique. 　　The faster and stronger he was, the better the furnace he would be; the Demonic Seed had a good chance of reaching its full potential. Bai Qing'er was extremely pleased, but she dared not be careless in the slightest. She twisted her waist slightly to correct her fall, and a pair of soft, delicate breasts landed squarely on Master Roshi's face. 　　*Pfft…* Master Roshi's nose bled profusely, even with the breasts pressed against his face, he couldn't stop the bleeding. 　　"Oh dear, oh dear, you accidentally sprayed it out. Let me wipe it clean for you." 　　Master Roshi no longer cared about maintaining a dignified demeanor. He was now ablaze with lust from Bai Qing'er's seductive arts . Only his three hundred years of arduous training had allowed him to retain a sliver of his sanity. Even so, he could hardly suppress his primal desires. His withered, twig-like hands trembled as he grasped her snow-white breasts. It was less about wiping away the blood and more about kneading and ravaging her like dough. 　　Bai Qing'er let out a seductive moan at the opportune moment: "Ah, Master Roshi, you...you're so bad. Why are you touching me there? Ah, no, don't touch my head there, no! It's all wet down there , it hurts so much..." 　　Her slender, white hands roamed over Master Roshi's thin body, as nimble as a white fish, slipping into his shorts and grasping his erect penis. 　　"Hmph, utterly useless," Bai Qing'er thought to herself. Master Roshi's penis, like him, was as thin as a rake. It wasn't short, but it was a thin, bony thing, only about the thickness of a normal person's thumb when erect . 　　Of course, it didn't meet Bai Qing'er's standards. But she couldn't say it aloud. Bai Qing'er exclaimed, "Ah... Master Roshi, what... what is this... so thick and hard, it's terrifying..." 　　As she spoke, her slender fingers danced around the thin penis like a musical instrument, caressing, pinching, pressing , kneading, and rubbing, demonstrating the Yin Gui School's secret bedroom techniques to their fullest extent. 　　Such ecstasy was beyond the reach of ordinary people. Master Roshi even unconsciously released his grip on her breasts; it was an unparalleled pleasure he had never experienced before. A wondrous sensation rapidly gathered in his lower abdomen, feeling like the Kamehameha was gathering power, about to erupt in a devastating burst… 　　Bai Qing'er, with her vast experience, knew Master Roshi was about to ejaculate the moment the penis in her hand twitched slightly. 　　"Useless old man…" she cursed inwardly, using the Yin Gui School's secret technique, her fingertips lightly tracing across his swollen testicles , suppressing Master Roshi's urge to ejaculate. With 　　the urge to ejaculate abruptly stopped, Master Roshi felt a surge of wild energy rise within him, his lust becoming uncontrollable . Like dry tinder igniting a raging fire, he was a pile of tinder that had been burning for over three hundred years; once ignited, the fire would soar to the heavens. 　　Bai Qing'er twisted her waist, breaking free from Master Roshi's embrace, and said coquettishly, "Master Roshi, we...we can't do this...Although...although I've always admired Master Roshi, this is too fast... " 　　As she twisted her body, the drawstring of her bikini bottoms seemed to have come undone, and the piece of fabric that barely covered her lower body immediately slipped down, revealing her snow-white, pert buttocks with her movements.

Before Master Roshi's eyes, the buttocks were as smooth and delicate as white porcelain, and between the two buttocks, the tender red labia were faintly
visible.

Bai Qing'er seemed overwhelmed with shyness, letting out a soft "Ah!" as she bent down to pick up her bikini
bottoms that had fallen to the ground. Her bending over caused her snow-white buttocks to stick out even higher, revealing her already moist and barely
visible vulva to Master Roshi.

At that moment, Master Roshi felt as if a raging fire was burning in his chest; even his heavy breathing seemed to spew
flames, and his penis stood erect, as hard as iron.

Bai Qing'er had just bent down when she seemed to remember something and cried out in surprise, "Ah, there, there is absolutely not
, Master Wu Tian, only there is not allowed..."

Her jade-like arms, white as lotus roots, reached behind her back, her slender fingers seemingly trying to cover the entrance to her fleshy orifice, but in reality, two fingers were slightly parted, allowing
the entrance to the fleshy orifice to open slightly, revealing a bit of tender pink flesh, extremely alluring and lewd.

With such a beautiful body lying before him, coupled with Bai Qing'er's unparalleled seductive skills activated by the demonic seed, even Ning
Daoqi would be unable to resist being moved. How could the Turtle Immortal, whose spiritual cultivation was already mediocre and who was extremely lustful, resist
this fragrant offensive...

*Sizzle*... The Turtle Immortal straightened up, and his thin, slippery penis was inserted into Bai Qing'er's soft, slippery fleshy orifice.

Ever since Bian Bufu defiled Bai Qing'er, in her quest to master demonic arts, she had used the "Charming Maiden Technique" to drain the life force of countless
men, inadvertently cultivating a demonic seed. She herself couldn't remember exactly how many men she had slept with, but thanks to
the "Charming Maiden Technique," even with such promiscuity, her vagina remained tender and tight, like that of a virgin.

"Ah... Master Wu Tian... how... how did you get in... ah... so big and hard... Master,
you can't do this... no, I... I can't take it..."

Bai Qing'er cried out to lull Master Roshi into a false sense of security, while secretly channeling her demonic power, moving the demonic seed from her dantian towards her lower body
, intending to use physical intercourse to send the demonic seed into Master Roshi's body.

The demonic seed she cultivated, once transferred into another's body and out of demonic control, would begin to absorb the new host
's essence and even flesh and blood. In a short time, it could drain a strong man into a frail old man, while the host, engrossed
in lust, would be completely unaware of the changes. When the yang essence was released, the demonic seed would return to Bai Qing'er
's body, plundering the host's essence and life force, greatly increasing Bai Qing'er's power.

This demonic seed of Bai Qing'er was completely different from the Dao Heart Demonic Seed Technique; it was a fusion of demonic
techniques from other worlds, cultivated by chance. When she first cultivated the demonic seed, she discovered that it
was almost constantly absorbing her essence and life force. She was terrified; even with demonic suppression, it would
n't be long before she was drained dry and died.

But Bai Qing'er, a true prodigy, devised a method to absorb the life force of others using a demonic seed.
Upon testing, she successfully brought a strong man to the brink of death, and her own power also increased
significantly under the seed's influence. Overjoyed, she rapidly advanced in power within months.

Of course, she kept this secret well, not daring to let Bian Bufeng know, nor using this method on
him. After all, he had also practiced a fragment of the Dao Heart Demon Seed Technique; who knew if he had also developed something he
kept secret? Using a demonic seed on him might actually be a lifeline.

Therefore, only after Bai Qing'er was certain her power was sufficient to completely defeat
Bian Bufeng did she suddenly and ruthlessly kill him. Using a demonic seed to absorb his life force was something the cautious Bai Qing'er would never do.

Master Roshi was thrusting his lower body with all his might, repeatedly penetrating the warm, slippery flesh into her slender, fleshy orifice.
Having lived for over three hundred years, he had never felt such pleasure. He greedily savored this beautiful
, alluring body, his withered, lean hands kneading and squeezing her plump, white buttocks.

Suddenly, a chilling aura rose from his genitals to his lower abdomen. Master Roshi shivered, but paid no
attention. His mind and eyes were now completely focused on that white, fleshy body; he had three hundred years' worth of pent-up desire to unleash
upon this captivating form.

But his frenzied thrusting suddenly froze. Bai Qing'er, who was moaning and groaning, sensed his cessation
and her heart skipped a beat. Something was wrong. This had never happened before. Master Roshi
was one of the world's most powerful warriors; had something happened to the demonic seed within him?

Indeed, something unexpected happened. Bai Qing'er had greatly underestimated Master Roshi's power. As a true
martial artist standing at the pinnacle of this Earth, Master Roshi, though lacking knowledge of internal energy cultivation, had
developed profound internal energy solely through physical training. Otherwise, how could he unleash the Kamehameha, a terrifying technique resembling a beam of light
?

However, martial arts in this world ultimately rely on physical strength for dominance. Although Master Roshi possessed profound internal energy,
his application was extremely rudimentary. Aside from instinctively using his energy to enhance his physical attack and defense during combat, his internal energy
was usually dispersed throughout his limbs and bones. This is why the Kamehameha requires a charging time—he needs to
gather his scattered internal energy.

Therefore, outwardly, Master Roshi was no different from an ordinary, sleazy old man, showing absolutely no
trace of the profound inner strength and mastery of a true internal martial arts expert.

The number of true masters in this world who can cultivate internal energy is extremely limited. The men Bai Qing'er had previously absorbed were certainly
not among them. She had only taken the claim of flattening a mountain with that one ultimate move as a joke. Therefore
, she never imagined that with Master Roshi's power, even in her hometown, he would be able to sweep aside the three Grandmasters. How could she possibly be
a match for him?

The demonic seed entered her body and settled in her dantian, then began to frantically absorb energy like a vortex. If she were absorbing
ordinary people, she would naturally absorb their life essence. But absorbing a peerless master like Master Roshi, she first absorbed his
internal energy accumulated over three hundred years of arduous cultivation. This internal energy was continuously absorbed into the demonic seed, which instinctively devoured it.

However, Master Roshi's inner energy was incredibly powerful, and his three hundred years of cultivation were terrifying. His inner energy was strong enough to rival
the life essence of hundreds of people. That demonic seed was only newly sprouted; consuming one or two people wasn't enough, consuming three or
five was satisfying, but consuming hundreds…

the demonic seed silently exploded, like a balloon bursting, endless demonic energy surging within Master Roshi's body.
His body stiffened at that moment, as he frantically tried to move. The demonic energy was no small matter. His profound inner energy, honed over three hundred years,
far surpassed the demonic energy in quantity, but its quality was inferior. The demonic energy was extremely strange; even normal inner energy was
assimilated upon contact. In a short time, demonic energy surged within Master Roshi's body, and various negative emotions expanded wildly under its influence
, subtly altering his personality.

Doing good is difficult, like carrying a heavy load uphill; doing evil is easy, like riding a horse down a slope. When the demonic energy completely occupied
every corner of Master Roshi's body, his original kindness and courage were like a reef at the bottom of the sea, submerged in an endless dark ocean,
never to see the light of day again…

"Master Roshi, why did you stop? I want more…" Bai Qing'er wiggled her white bottom and
pleaded, eager to receive Master Roshi's enormous essence.

To everyone's surprise, Master Roshi remained silent. Bai Qing'er turned around and saw that Master Roshi had just suddenly opened
his eyes. His eyes were completely black, as deep as the night sky, with no white showing. His gaze was no longer
kind or lewd as before, but filled with violence and lust.

"Master Roshi, what...what's wrong?" Bai Qing'er's voice trembled slightly. Something was definitely wrong
. The demon seed seemed to be undergoing some strange change within Master Roshi, but she was helpless.
Once the demon seed left her body, she couldn't control it; she could only retrieve it after he ejaculated. Attacking Master Roshi was something she had never even considered
. She might not even be able to defeat his tailed disciple. Her only weapons against Master Roshi were her own
body and her seductive arts.

"Heh..." Master Roshi suddenly let out a sinister laugh, but there was no smile on his face. The laugh itself
was chilling, sending shivers down one's spine.

"I must thank you. Although I don't know what tricks you played, this gift has made me realize
my past hypocrisy. I've wasted over three hundred years, adhering to those boring and outdated moral
rules. How pedantic and foolish I was..."

Master Roshi said slowly, his appearance devoid of any kindness. Dark energy
emanated from him, his face expressionless, yet he exuded a terrifying aura like a demon king descending to earth. Bai Xian'er had seen
countless powerful demons, but compared to Master Roshi now, they all seemed like amiable, wealthy old men.

Bai Xian'er wasn't stupid; by now, she knew Master Roshi had been infected by the demonic seed and succumbed to its influence. He professed
gratitude, but which powerful demon wasn't vengeful? She had betrayed him; he would never let her go
. Life and death hung in the balance, forcing her to take a gamble.

Moreover, Bai Xian'er still harbored a sliver of hope. The demonic seed might not be under Master Roshi's control. If she were to launch a
surprise attack and subdue Master Roshi, she might have a chance to retrieve the demonic seed, or even drain Master Roshi's life force. At this
distance, it wasn't entirely hopeless.

Bai Xian'er feigned innocence,
seemingly oblivious to everything, biting her lip, her brows furrowed, her eyes filled with sorrow. In reality, she was using her charm to the fullest to disturb Master Roshi's mind.

If Zhu Yuyan were to see Bai Xian'er in this state, she would likely praise her for having mastered the Yin Gui charm technique
. Even a grandmaster would be momentarily swayed by her consummate charm.

At the same time, Bai Qing'er's vaginal opening was also experiencing a series of surging and twisting sensations, causing her snow-white buttocks
to sway slightly. Master Roshi's slender penis was still inside her, and the intense pleasure from this contraction,
even if it didn't make him ejaculate, would at least make him momentarily lose his senses.

Her upper body twisted, her waist as supple as a boneless white snake, her entire upper body contorted
, her two soft, white breasts swaying in a beautiful arc, enough to make any man lose his mind.

Her snow-white arm gently reached out as if to caress Master Roshi's body, until it was
half a foot away from his chest. Master Roshi remained calm, his eyelids slightly lowered. Bai Qing'er was delighted; her jade arm moved like lightning, pointing a
finger at Master Roshi's acupoint on his chest. At half a foot away, even a Grandmaster would not escape her grasp.

Just as that slender, jade-like finger was about to strike Master Roshi's body, a soft "crack" sounded, and the straight, delicate
finger suddenly bent backward, almost touching the back of his hand.

Bai Qing'er, whose smug smile was already brewing, was stunned, not understanding
what had happened. She hadn't seen any sign of Master Roshi making a move; her finger had inexplicably bent
, and then a piercing pain shot through her, causing Bai Qing'er to scream in agony.

"Such a petty trick, you think you can deal with this old man?" Master Roshi chuckled coldly.

"I...I was wrong...I deserve to die a thousand deaths, I only beg you, sir, to have mercy and spare my life . I
'll do anything you want...I only beg you to spare my life..."

Bai Qing'er, true to her reputation as the Yin Gui Demoness, quickly recognized the difference in strength between them. She
couldn't even see his movements clearly, and was completely at his mercy. Her only way to survive was to beg for mercy, to use her body to satisfy and
numb this old ghost, and then find a chance to escape using the Star Chart.

"Heh, of course I won't kill you before I've had my fill of playing with you. I hope you're a bit tough." The Turtle Immortal laughed
savagely and lewdly, his withered fingers pinching and playing with her snow-white breasts. He only cared about his own pleasure and
didn't control his strength at all. Those snow-white breasts were covered in bruises after just a few pinches.

Bai Qing'er's fingers throbbed with pain, and her chest ached from being squeezed so hard, but she dared not resist. Instead, she
forced a charming smile. Master Roshi's words eased her anxiety; since he said he wouldn't kill her until he was done playing with her, there
was still a chance.

"However, this isn't quite enough," Master Roshi chuckled sinisterly.

Bai Qing'er's heart skipped a beat. She wondered what tricks this old demon, infected by the demonic seed, would pull next.
Suddenly, he took a deep breath, and his entire body swelled up as if inflated,
transforming in the blink of an eye from a short, thin old man into a terrifying, muscular giant. He had grown considerably taller, and the
straps of his tortoise shell on his back snapped, the shell falling to the ground. His clothes were torn into tattered strips. Even
more terrifying was his penis; what was once a thumb-thick thing was now like a rolling pin,
causing even Bai Qing'er's already sensitive vagina to ache from the swelling.

"This is more interesting." Master Roshi's two large hands, swollen like small fans, grabbed Bai Qing'er
's breasts and lifted her up. Her fair and delicate body
looked extremely small compared to his enormous frame, and he held her like a fleshy doll as he manipulated his penis.

Bai Qing'er felt as if her breasts were being squeezed to burst, and the thick, throbbing penis in her lower body
brought a tearing pain. But she could only grit her teeth and endure it, even having to make some lewd moans, afraid
of angering Master Roshi.

"Ah... Master Roshi... It's too big... I... I can't take it anymore... Master Roshi...
You're so amazing..."

But Master Roshi's movements became faster and faster, and blood began to drip down Bai Qing'er's snow-white legs
. Bai Qing'er could no longer feel any pleasure in her lower body, only excruciating pain, while the penis continued
to thrust relentlessly.

A chilling aura crept into her body from below, plundering her vital energy and
damaging her meridians and dantian.

When Bai Qing'er tried to beg for mercy, she was shocked to find herself too weak to even do so.
Her breath grew fainter, her body colder, and her vision blurred…

In her final moments, Bai Qing'er seemed to see Zhu Yuyan's face again. Her usually aloof and cold
master, who never showed any respect to disciples other than Wanwan, seemed to be smiling gently at her…

Master… I'm sorry, I should have listened to you, Master…

A tear slid down her cheek, and Bai Qing'er perished.

"Eh, so fragile? I haven't had enough fun yet!" Master Roshi noticed the lifeless body in his arms
. He had no interest in defiled corpses and tossed Bai Qing'er's body aside in annoyance. The body
was covered in bruises, the marks of Master Roshi's rough handling.

A peerless beauty met such a tragic end, her body lying exposed like a broken rag doll
.

Logically, although his body was incomparably strong after his transformation, this woman clearly possessed some strange skills;
she shouldn't have been so easily killed. It seemed the chilling aura within her was to blame… Master Roshi thought to himself.
His personality had drastically changed after his demonic transformation, but his mind was clearer than before. As a master of martial arts
, he quickly guessed the root of the problem.

It was a pity; this woman, in terms of both figure and appearance, was an excellent plaything, and to have her killed like this
… What a pity. He wondered what the origin of this chilling aura was. If she weren't dead, he could ask her… But
since she was dead, Master Roshi could only search her belongings for clues.

Master Roshi was about to examine Bai Qing'er's body when he suddenly heard a scream behind him. Turning around, he saw
a pretty blue-haired girl wearing an apron, her face filled with terror. A basket lay at her feet, some vegetables scattered
on the ground. It was Launch, returning from grocery shopping.

Launch was a girl with special abilities. Normally, she was blue-haired, gentle, and a good homemaker
. However, whenever she sneezed, she would go berserk, transforming into a blonde woman. In her blonde form, she was an incredibly violent woman
, routinely using rocket launchers and robbing others as a daily occurrence. She was a wanted
criminal.

"You...you are...Master Roshi?" Launch, in her blue-haired form, asked tremblingly. Although Master Roshi's physique
had changed drastically, his appearance remained the same, and he couldn't possibly have grown a bunch of muscles on his head. But everything before her left Launch
completely confused. How could Master Roshi have become like this? And who was that naked female corpse
?

"Heh heh heh heh, so it's little Ranchi! Perfect timing, I haven't had my fill yet. You've come at just the right time
, heh heh heh heh..."

Master Roshi laughed wildly. He had been lusting after Ranchi for a long time, but the old him was too stupid to even
dare to taste a beautiful piece of meat that was right in front of him every day. The current Master Roshi was no longer that lecherous old man who only fantasized
. How could he not take advantage of something that was offered to him?

Ranchi confirmed from the voice that it was indeed Master Roshi, but how did Master Roshi become like this? This body
was completely different from his former hunched figure. And the corpse next to him, it was obviously tortured
to death. Although Master Roshi was a bit lecherous at times, he was definitely not the kind of bad person who would rape and murder women.

Launch's mind was a complete mess. The naked, corrupted Master Roshi, his thick, erect penis throbbing, approached her step by step
. Terrified, she stumbled back several steps, but with the ocean behind her, she had nowhere left to retreat…

"Master…Master Roshi…" Launch was nearly driven to the brink of collapse. The terrifying aura of the corrupted Master Roshi
made her limbs weak, her teeth chattering.

Master Roshi grinned maliciously as he approached her, grabbed her collar, and ripped her skirt and apron to shreds
. He quickly tore off her underwear, revealing Launch's beautiful, completely naked body before him.

"No... Master Roshi... please don't..."

Launch's pleas sounded like beautiful music to the corrupted Master Roshi, only fueling his lust
. He lewdly squeezed Launch's snow-white breasts, saying with a hint of admiration, "Heh, the feel is even better than I imagined
. I wonder if it feels the same down there."

"Ah..." With Launch's scream, Master Roshi grabbed her, just like he had with Bai Qing'er earlier
, and forced her body onto his erect penis. Launch's lower body wasn't wet enough
, and the tearing pain made her scream uncontrollably.

Master Roshi didn't care about her cries; his penis was as hard as iron, and he thrust forcefully, using Launch's delicate
body for his own pleasure, completely disregarding her life or death.

"It hurts, it hurts, Master Roshi... it hurts so much, please don't..." Launch pleaded desperately.

After being corrupted by demons, Master Roshi's heart was as hard as stone, caring only for his own pleasure. He paid no heed to her pleas.
Under his frenzied assault, Launch's body swayed like a willow in the wind.

Suddenly, a strand of hair drifted into Launch's nostril.

Achoo...

Launch sneezed violently, her blue hair instantly turning golden, and her expression instantly changed to astonishment.
Then, enraged, she roared, "You old bastard, do you want to die? You dare mess with me?"

Despite being completely naked and still erect, Launch pulled out a submachine gun from somewhere, but before
she could pull the trigger, Master Roshi snatched it away, crushing it into a lump of scrap
metal with his massive hand. "Hehehe, little Launch, do you still think I'm the same Master Roshi you used to be? You think you can scare me

with this piece of junk ?" 　　Master Roshi grabbed Launch's arms, suspending her in mid-air, his thick, hard penis relentlessly thrusting into her vagina. 　　"You...you damned old turtle, you bastard, I'll kill you...kill you...kill..." Even though her arms were gripped and she couldn't move, and her lower body was in excruciating pain, the blonde-haired Lanqi didn't give in . She twisted her body with all her might, trying to get rid of that disgusting penis, wanting to kick this damned old turtle in the face. 　　Unfortunately, that penis was as hard as cast iron, deeply embedded in her body. No matter how Lanqi twisted , she couldn't get rid of it. The intense pain and a chilling aura made her weaker and weaker, and even her curses became intermittent until they stopped... 　　Master Roshi roared, and the virgin semen he had been holding back for over three hundred years gushed out in a torrent of pleasure, jet after jet of semen shooting out and injecting deep into Lanqi's vagina. He ejaculated for almost half a minute before he let out a satisfied sigh and threw Lanqi's dying body aside. 　　For over three hundred years, Master Roshi had never felt so refreshed and invigorated. 　　This was the most wonderful enjoyment in the world. He lamented how he had wasted over three hundred years of his life. He glanced at Launch, who was now barely breathing, and frowned. It was a pity; the strange, cold aura within his body seemed to be damaging his bodily functions. The last girl had been literally raped to death, and although Launch wasn't dead yet, she was barely clinging to life. 　　It seemed he had to be careful until he mastered the method to control this strange aura. It was best not to use his transformed form to have sex with women; the yin energy was especially active in this state, otherwise, ruining one woman after another would be too boring. 　　Master Roshi shook his head, walked to the seashore, brought his palms to his waist, inhaled deeply, and seemed to gather light between his hands. Then, with a roar, he thrust his palms out, unleashing a black beam of light that dented the sea surface in its path, demonstrating its immense power. 　　The Kamehameha's power seemed to have increased somewhat, but could it still be called a Kamehameha? Even the beam of light had turned from pure white to jet black; perhaps "Demon Light Cannon" would be more fitting… Master Roshi smiled. He didn't find anything wrong with this drastic change in temperament; on the contrary, he thoroughly enjoyed it. No longer bound by morality, he could do whatever he wanted—kill whoever he disliked, sleep with whoever caught his eye—this was the life he, Master Roshi, was living! 　　Master Roshi faced the vast ocean, bursting into loud laughter, then roared, "From this day forward, I am no longer Master Roshi! I am Muten, the Demon of Martial Arts! Those who submit to me prosper, those who defy me perish!" His 　　thunderous roar echoed across the sea, as if a god had unleashed his fury upon the mortal realm, a peerless demon descending to wreak havoc on countless worlds, threatening countless beauties with his cruel hand. 　　After this outburst, Muten shuddered, shrinking back into his short, withered old man form. He turned to search Bai Qing'er's corpse, intrigued by the strange, chilling aura emanating from her, hoping to find any clues . 　　Unfortunately, Bai Qing'er was cautious; she had memorized and destroyed all the martial arts manuals, carrying only some healing pills and a small bronze disc called the "Star Chart." 　　Wu Tian certainly wouldn't randomly consume pills of unknown origin. However, the astrolabe caught his attention. Its design was simple and unadorned, lacking any elaborate carvings. It was simply inlaid with three concentric rings of beads. The outermost ring had twelve beads, seemingly shimmering with a soft glow. The middle ring had only three beads, one of which shone brightly while the other two remained dull. The innermost ring contained the largest bead, set in the center of the bronze disc, which also faintly glowed. 　　This thing… is strange! 　　Wu Tian sensed a strange power emanating from the bronze disc. He tentatively touched the outer beads, but there was no reaction. He then touched the central bead… 　　*click*… 　　a soft sound rang out, and the central bead, like a switch, sank in… 　　Suddenly, the world spun violently before Wu Tian's eyes, twisting into a jumble of irregular colors . He felt as if he were caught in a vortex, spinning and falling endlessly. He remained calm, gripping the bronze disc tightly. Whatever the strange occurrence, it was inextricably linked to this disc. 　　The spinning abruptly stopped, and the environment cleared. The intense rotation would have completely disoriented an ordinary person, but for a master like Wu Tian, it was child's play. He deftly flipped over and landed on the ground. 　　Where was he? Wu Tian looked around in confusion. Before him was no longer the familiar island and the boundless sea, but a vast, green grassland. 　　Was this some kind of teleportation device? No, Wu Tian closed his eyes and examined the world closely. The aura of this world was completely different from what he was familiar with. It felt barren, as if the omnipresent vital energy and other vital energies in the air were much thinner… 　　How could this be? Could this be some other world? Wu Tian carefully examined the bronze disc. The previously glowing beads had all dimmed. He tried pressing the central bead again, but this time nothing unusual happened. 　　Completely clueless, Wu Tian could only stuff the bronze disc into his shorts. His clothes had been torn apart during his transformation, leaving him only in his shorts. " 　　Hmph, no matter where this is, with my power, where in the world can't I go? As long as there are beauties, where in the world isn't a paradise of gentle pleasures, hahahaha…" With a long laugh, Wu Tian's figure shot off like an arrow into the distance…

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