[Covering the Sky] [The End]

I. Hua Yunfei's Lustful Confrontation with Li Xiaoman

In the quiet room, a seductive zither melody drifted, like lingering dreams and scattered blossoms in the air.

Even after the music ended, its lingering notes echoed.

Hua Yunfei, dressed in blue, now wore a sinister expression on his pale face. Li Xiaoman sat in his lap, turning to look at him.

A captivating allure shone on her beautiful face.

"What do you think of this piece, 'Remembering the Flute on the Phoenix Terrace,' Junior Sister Xiaoman?" Hua Yunfei asked with a faint smile.

He cultivated the Phoenix Tribulation Technique, and its essence was naturally incorporated into his music. He was particularly adept at performing "The Phoenix Seeks Its Mate," but he had only played it when he seduced a famous fairy at the Myriad Desires Nunnery, taking her virginity. Li Xiaoman was neither a virgin nor any extraordinary woman, so he was unwilling to play that piece for her.

Li Xiaoman leaned against Hua Yunfei's lap, looking up at him with admiration in her eyes.

However, Hua Yunfei keenly detected a burning glint in her eyes—the glint of ambition.

A playful smile appeared on his lips. If Li Xiaoman hadn't completed his Devouring Heaven Demon Art and possessed even more of the Ruthless Great Emperor's techniques, and hadn't had a trump card that prevented him from searching her memories even if he killed her, he would have already made his move. Therefore, the two were merely using each other.

However, Hua Yunfei prided himself on his elegance, and even if she were a prostitute, he wouldn't mind helping her maintain a virtuous image. Besides, he had never tried a woman from beyond the realm, and he was somewhat curious.

Li Xiaoman, dressed in white, nestled in Hua Yunfei's arms like a petite woman, her red lips slightly parted. Her snow-white skin shimmered with a seven-colored radiance under the candlelight, appearing extremely radiant.

However, Hua Yunfei had tasted many women and knew that this woman must possess unparalleled allure. She appeared innocent, but once in bed, she was truly a force to be reckoned with, and most men couldn't withstand her.

Although Hua Yunfei appeared frail, he possessed the same body-strengthening techniques left by the Ruthless Great Emperor, and with divine arts at his disposal, he was fearless, confident that his abilities in this area were no less than those of Ye Fan, the Ancient Sacred Body.

"Senior Brother Hua, this music is so beautiful..." Li Xiaoman's eyes sparkled with tears, her pure and innocent appearance breathtakingly beautiful.

Hua Yunfei, however, saw more and more of her inherent nature. What kind of music was "Remembering the Flute on the Phoenix Terrace"? Just from the name, one could tell it was nothing more than a refined version of "Eighteen Touches"... Yet Li Xiaoman could still feign such innocence after hearing it; what kind of woman was she? Even the famous goddess Gillian Chung from ancient times couldn't compare to her.

Hua Yunfei gently caressed Man'er's full breasts with his fingers; Li Xiaoman's face flushed, and her eyes still held a shy, glistening moisture.

"Senior Brother Hua, may Man'er stay the night..." Hua Yunfei pulled out some wine and food from under the table, poured a glass of fine grape wine, and fed it to her.

Li Xiaoman's clothes were soft, and the wine, fragrant, flowed between her lips and into her stomach. A few moments later, a few drops of agate-like wine remained on her shimmering red lips, flowing with a radiant glow, beautiful and dreamlike.

Li Xiaoman leaned against Hua Yunfei's shoulder, her cheeks seemingly shyly moving away from his face, her breath lightly exhaling, stirring Xiao Yan's thoughts.

After a few cups of wine, Li Xiaoman's cheeks were flushed, and her half-hidden skin became even more beautiful, like silk.

At this moment, the shrewd and intelligent Li Xiaoman appeared extremely pure and shy, becoming even more alluring.

As clever as Hua Yunfei was, he was naturally not deceived by her appearance, but this woman, with her contrasting qualities of ice and fire, was even more able to stir his forbidden feelings.

At this moment, Li Xiaoman's fragrant tongue gently darted out, licking away the wine from her lips. A hint of allure, mixed with her innocent charm, emanated from her, causing Hua Yunfei's heart to skip a beat and tighten suddenly.

"Senior Brother Hua, you're so amazing..." Li Xiaoman murmured softly, her eyes glazed with intoxication, her voice captivating and mesmerizing.

After a few rounds of drinks, Li Xiaoman stretched languidly in Hua Yunfei's arms, her jade-like arm brushing against him, giving him a strange pleasure.

She murmured softly, resting her head on his chest, her beautiful eyes closed, seemingly completely drunk, her pretty face flushed, as alluring and innocent as a begonia in spring slumber.

Like a stone thrown, Hua Yunfei tossed Li Xiaoman onto the brocade bed, where she sank into the mattress. She seemed to wake abruptly, letting out a soft moan, "Senior Brother Hua, are you trying to kill me...?" Her voice was pitiful and captivating, utterly seductive.

Hua Yunfei, still feigning composure, smiled faintly and said, "Junior Sister, did you hurt yourself? Would you like me to rub it?

" With that, Hua Yunfei climbed onto the bed, supporting himself on his hands and feet, hovering above Li Xiaoman's body.

Li Xiaoman's face flushed, her beautiful eyes sparkling, incredibly alluring—truly a lovely woman. She bit her red lips slightly, revealing her pearly teeth, and her eyes narrowed seductively, clearly indicating her consent. Hua Yunfei licked his lips triumphantly, then slowly reached out and placed his hands on Li Xiaoman's jade-like neck.

Li Xiaoman's neck was long and graceful, as exquisite as a swan's, with clearly visible veins beneath her fair skin, creating a unique beauty.

As he stroked her neck, Hua Yunfei felt the silky smoothness of her skin, like playing with heavenly silk, yet with a warmth far surpassing that of satin.

Li Xiaoman's eyes were closed, her eyelashes trembling slightly, occasionally biting her lips, seemingly overwhelmed by the pleasure of his touch.

Gradually, Hua Yunfei moved his claws downwards, tracing circles on Li Xiaoman's chest.

Li Xiaoman blushed, opened her eyes, and looked at Hua Yunfei with watery eyes, her lips pursed, but she remained silent.

Hua Yunfei propped himself up, his warm breath gently blowing on Li Xiaoman's face, making her cheeks even more flushed, her eyes even more alluring, and she let out a soft moan, appearing delicate and tender.

Suddenly, his hand moved like lightning, tearing Li Xiaoman's top in two, which fell to the ground like willow catkins!

On the bed, a less-than-perfect body sat, constantly circulating its internal energy... "Xiaoman, you're circulating your internal energy again, forcibly expelling it from your body?" Hua Yunfei, looking at the battlefield where the fierce battle had just taken place, smiled smugly.

"This world is so backward, they don't even have raincoats. Today I've used my internal energy to force it out of my body for the nth time. Senior brother, are you going to continue? If so, we'll talk after we're done!"

"Come on!" Hua Yunfei had glanced at it from the outside and knew it was a giant valley, but now it felt cramped, which puzzled him. He thought he had stumbled upon some kind of legendary treasure and was secretly delighted. Little did he know that among the Ruthless Great Emperor's techniques that Li Xiaoman obtained from the Immortal Palace, there was one that she hadn't told Hua Yunfei about: a method for shrinking the vagina that only women could practice.

Hua Yunfei was incredibly handsome, and he felt ashamed to teach a woman. He also had a somewhat perverted mind. At this moment, playing with the broken shoe, he not only felt extremely happy, but also thought that he must compete with Ye Fan to make Li Xiaoman feel that he was much more vigorous than Ye Fan.

Like a jade rabbit pounding medicine with its long pestle, or a golden monkey scooping the moon with its curved hook, Hua Yunfei sometimes moved with the force of a rainbow, seemingly aiming to penetrate the center of her body; at other times, he swayed left and right, playing with the layers of flesh. The flowing peach blossom water, after being vigorously stirred, turned into thin white threads and specks of foam, falling onto the exquisite and soft sheets, leaving a dripping mess.

Li Xiaoman, who had initially wanted to pretend to be innocent, finally couldn't withstand such rough handling and cried out softly, "Senior Brother Hua, Xiaoman...so...so...happy...ah..." Hua Yunfei felt smug and said, "Don't call me Senior Brother Hua, call me Lover!" Hearing this, Li Xiaoman felt a pang of embarrassment. She had never even called Ye Fan, who had defiled her, that. Hua Yunfei suddenly drew his Heaven-Slaying Sword and swirled it around her vulva. The dragon head felt the lubrication of the honey and the softness of the grass, and said, "Good sister, I won't give it to you if you don't call me..." Li Xiaoman, who was gritting her teeth and holding on, was soon covered in sweat. Hua Yunfei then tore off the only thing covering her body that she had left—the soft silk brocade on her chest. Instantly, her breasts were like ice, adorned with vermilion, making Hua Yunfei's eyes bright and beautiful.

Hua Yunfei, still supporting himself with one hand, had his right hand already on a pair of delicate breasts, teasing them wantonly. Sometimes he would press his palm against the lotus blossoms, sometimes he would tease the cherry blossoms with his fingers, sometimes he would cleave the jade cleavage, making the beautiful woman gasp softly, moaning softly, her mouth emitting endless seductive sounds.

Finally, Li Xiaoman could no longer endure it, and tremblingly cried out, "My lover... Hua Lang.

Make your little sister Xiaoman feel good..." After saying this, her face flushed, and she turned her head away, ashamed beyond measure. But Hua Yunfei had already plunged into the cave with his sword, his hand caressing her jade peaks, his rod pounding her mounds, making her feel so good that her whole body went numb, and fragrant sweat flowed down. Soon, her shyness vanished, and she cried out wantonly,

"My lover... hurry up..." Li Xiaoman took a long breath and cried out.

Hua Yunfei chuckled, his jade rod flying against the heart of the begonia flower, playing with the fragrance and buds, his hips rising and falling like lightning.

Meanwhile, the jade-like woman's vaginal cavity contracted wildly, becoming increasingly constricted, with honeyed fluids flowing like a tide, hot as a bronze furnace, gripping Hua Yunfei tightly.

Seeing Li Xiaoman's delicate body tremble violently like a sieve, her pair of moon-like ice peaks bouncing and heaving on her chest, Hua Yunfei knew she was about to lose herself, and couldn't help but exert himself even more.

"Ahhhhhh..." Li Xiaoman let out a sharp cry, like a sharp knife, her lower body gripping him tightly, causing Hua Yunfei's vajra to ache. The scalding hot fluid poured onto his penis, making her pretty buttocks tremble like a sieve. Her eyes were closed, her lips bitten, her jade peaks spinning like wheels, a picture of delicate beauty yet heartbreakingly alluring, truly irresistible.

Splashed with hot water on his penis, Hua Yunfei also felt he had reached his limit. As soon as his ejaculation was released, the crimson dragon's essence surged out like an avalanche of snow, arching Li Xiaoman's body and causing her legs and hips to lift violently, like a shrimp.

Stimulated by Hua Yunfei's Ganges Sand, Li Xiaoman suffered another minor loss of control, her eyes tightly closed, almost fainting.

Hua Yunfei leaned down and kissed her two red lips, beginning to suckle. Li Xiaoman, receiving a surge of yang energy from him, slowly awoke, her lips parting slightly, and she and Hua Yunfei intertwined their lips and tongues, their saliva mingling, a truly blissful experience. After

kissing her lips and tongue for a while, Hua Yunfei began kissing her forehead, cheeks, and neck, then sucking on her earlobe, reigniting Li Xiaoman's overwhelming desire. Li Xiaoman, in turn, used all her charms to respond tenderly.

Before long, the beauty regained her strength; after all, as a descendant of the Ruthless Great Emperor, even with Hua Yunfei's robust physique, she wasn't utterly defeated.

This time, Hua Yunfei lifted Jiao'e's legs, spreading them apart like a frog's, his tail thrusting into the water curtain cave once more. Her chest and abdomen pressed against her pair of snow-white thighs. He then took a shimmering, precious rope from his sea of reflexes, securing both ends to the bedsheet with Daoist power, thus binding Li Xiaoman into this shameful position.

Li Xiaoman blushed deeply, yet felt a unique stimulation. Hua Yunfei freed his hands and began slapping Li Xiaoman's pert buttocks incessantly, like the beating of drums and the sound of gongs, clear and resonant in her ears.

In this position of intercourse, the union of the yin and yang was even more intimate. Moreover, her buttocks were covered with red marks from Hua Yunfei's slaps, and Li Xiaoman, who usually loved to feign nobility, groaned pitifully, utterly wanton. He saw this and heard it, and his heart was filled with boundless joy.

After a fierce battle, involving about a hundred thrusts, the two climaxed together, their sweat and saliva soaking the sheets. Hua Yunfei untied her restraints, gently kissing her lips, and softly asked, "Xiaoman, was it comfortable..." Li Xiaoman gave a soft moan, her beautiful eyes half-open and half-closed, displaying a languid and coquettish expression, which only fueled Hua Yunfei's passion. That night, the two fought more than ten times.

At first, Li Xiaoman wasn't used to Hua Yunfei's style, but she gradually adapted and gained the upper hand. Relying on her natural allure, she drove Hua Yunfei to ecstasy. Finally, the two fell into a deep sleep in each other's arms.

When Li Xiaoman awoke, it was already broad daylight. She realized she'd been playing too wildly the night before, and it seemed Hua Yunfei's offspring had been poured into her. She felt both ashamed and anxious. Just then, Hua Yunfei pulled a pill from his lower abdomen and said calmly, "Eat this and you'll be fine." Li Xiaoman hadn't expected such a thing here. She took it and swallowed it, smiling slightly at Hua Yunfei, her face truly as beautiful as a spring flower.

However, Hua Yunfei's expression suddenly turned serious: "Be more dignified in front of outsiders, understand?" Li Xiaoman snorted, pulled a new set of clothes from her lower abdomen, and put them on. She instantly regained her elegant and graceful appearance, her body radiating spiritual energy, like a fairy descending to earth.

The two walked out of the dark room. Hua Yunfei, handsome and refined, moved with the grace of the wind; Li Xiaoman, her clothes fluttering, danced like a cloud. They were a perfect match, like immortals. Who would have known that the male was a freakish sexual pervert, and the female a promiscuous woman?

II. Ye Fan Tests His Skills

"Come over tonight." Li Xiaoman's voice was clear and melodious on the other end of the phone.

Ye Fan feigned impatience: "Xiaoman, I've made plans with Pang Bo, Ziling, and a few others to play WoW..." "Come over... my parents aren't home tonight." Her voice became coquettish, carrying a strange, teasing undertone.

Ye Fan chuckled inwardly. He'd taken Pang Bo's advice and slipped a few frozen hot water bottles into Li Xiaoman's philosophy textbook. The bottles featured a colorful illustration of Aoi Sora kissing a portrait of Nietzsche. He figured Li Xiaoman couldn't resist her curiosity and was now itching for something... However, Ye Fan was still a virgin, inexperienced in such matters, and felt a little apprehensive. But he steeled himself and said, "Okay, wait for me, I'm coming." He downed two ounces of baijiu and took a taxi to Li Xiaoman's house. Both of them lived in Beijing, so they could easily go home on weekends.

Li Xiaoman's home was a large villa in the suburbs of Beijing, built in the Baroque style, with two tall Roman columns at the front.

Upon reaching the gate, Ye Fan pressed a button on the large iron gate. After a while, Li Xiaoman gracefully emerged, her slightly wavy black hair cascading down the back of her green jacket, making her appear delicate and charming. Her navy blue denim added a touch of confidence and strength, creating a captivating blend of allure.

However, the observant Ye Fan clearly saw a flicker of intensity in her eyes beneath her innocent appearance.

Ye Fan opened his arms and embraced Li Xiaoman. Her figure was slender and graceful, nestled obediently against his shoulder like a little bird seeking shelter.

They embraced for half a minute before letting go. Ye Fan held his girlfriend's soft, delicate hand, feeling its warmth and gentle touch. It was springtime, and although the sun was setting, the spring breeze remained warm and gentle.

Bathed in the golden sunlight, the two entered the lavishly decorated mansion. Normally, there were several maids in the villa, but Li Xiaoman had dismissed them all for various reasons tonight.

Under the crystal chandelier, Li Xiaoman laid out fruit and wine, smiled slightly at Ye Fan, her beauty captivating: "Have something to eat." Ye Fan smiled knowingly, and Li Xiaoman poured him a glass of wine. The deep red wine shimmered in the glass, like flowing red agate, mesmerizing the eyes; its aroma was intoxicating, even more alluring.

Ye Fan pushed his glass towards Li Xiaoman, his hand still holding hers, and poured her another glass with his left hand, smiling and gesturing.

Li Xiaoman immediately understood, a slight blush rising to her face, and she reached out her half-exposed arm to grasp the glass.

They exchanged glances, drank deeply, their eyes seemingly communicating through a silent exchange. Although it was wine, their sips were not cheap, and soon their gazes began to drift.

However, in reality, it wasn't the wine that intoxicated them, but their own state of mind. Both of them knew perfectly well what was about to happen.

Wine trickled down her red lips, making Li Xiaoman's lips even more vibrant and alluring. The crystal chandelier cast a soft, multicolored light, painting dappled shadows on Li Xiaoman's slender figure. Ye Fan stared intently, and the beautiful woman seemed like a colorful dream.

Soon, the two bottles of fine wine were empty. Ye Fan and Li Xiaoman were both heavy drinkers, but this was no match for them. However, today was different from any other day. Li Xiaoman, with a languid expression, suddenly leaned back in her chair, her exquisite curves like dancing vines.

Ye Fan, slightly tipsy, walked over, leaned in, and feigned concern, asking, "Xiaoman, what's wrong..." Li Xiaoman's face flushed, and the scent of wine mingled with her breath, gently brushing against Ye Fan's ear, giving him an eerie feeling: "Hold me... I'll go rest..." Ye Fan nodded, picked up Li Xiaoman, and instantly felt her soft, warm body against his chest. Li

Xiaoman's bed was quite large, made of stainless steel plated with silver, with purple silk curtains hanging above it, and a pair of mandarin duck-patterned mattresses on it—exquisitely crafted. Ye Fan lifted the curtains and gently placed Li Xiaoman on the bed.

At this moment, the spring night was quiet, and the moonlight, like water, fell on the brocade mattress.

Li Xiaoman gazed at Ye Fan, her pretty face flushed, her breath slightly ruffled, her eyes hazy, exuding an irresistible charm.

"I... I feel a little unwell, could you massage me?" Li Xiaoman's soft, sweet voice drifted into the night, gentle and alluring, carrying the scent of wine—truly captivating.

"Yes, sir," Ye Fan smiled, extending his long, slender hands to remove Li Xiaoman's white high heels, caressing them along her crystal stockings.

Li Xiaoman felt a slight tickle and giggled, but Ye Fan leaned in and kissed her lips.

Li Xiaoman and Ye Fan had kissed many times before, so there was no awkwardness or hesitation. Ye Fan's tongue, like a nimble snake, easily slipped inside.

A soft moan escaped her delicate nose as Li Xiaoman offered her cloves, their bodies intertwining intimately. A warm, gentle sensation flowed like spring water, filling their hearts and quickening their blood flow, yet creating an unbearable stagnation.

For Li Xiaoman, the sensations on her body were even more intense. Her jade feet were a crucial erogenous zone for women, and now, being attacked from both sides, the pleasure and sensation compounded, she felt as if she were ascending to heaven. She trembled slightly, softly leaning against Ye Fan's chest.

Ye Fan held the beauty in his arms, as if embracing warm jade, as if holding a delicate flower. He sipped Li Xiaoman's celestial nectar, which was truly sweeter than any wine. The two small red snakes intertwined, and Ye Fan would sometimes overlap his tongue with Li Xiaoman's, the taste buds lightly brushing against each other, smooth yet slightly rough, producing a strange pleasure. At other times, he would press and grind against her from the side, as if an electric current flowed through his body, the pleasure intensifying instantly, his soul seemingly soaring to the clouds.

After savoring Li Xiaoman's fragrant tongue for a while, Ye Fan swallowed some of the nectar and then used the tip of his tongue to tease the soft walls of Li Xiaoman's vagina, finding it incredibly sweet. His tongue fanned and rolled

even more, wantonly playing with it. He caressed Li Xiaoman's jade feet with his hands, feeling them as soft as solidified fat, as smooth as white jade, and as warm as spring water. Li Xiaoman's feet were long and slender, her toenails like shells, her ankles like balls, and her arches like the moon—truly a beauty beyond compare. Ye Fan held them in his hands, kneading them, a pleasure that reached his heart, making him feel as if his entire body was melting with comfort.

Li Xiaoman felt an intense tingling and itching in her mouth; each lick from Ye Fan brought her an indescribable sensation, her heart seemingly suspended in mid-air. The place where Ye Fan tightly sucked on her lips was indescribably sweet, the suction subtly tugging at her soul. As for her feet, being caressed like this, at this crucial moment, although extremely itchy, it was not uncomfortable at all, but rather filled with immense pleasure.

With beauty from head to toe, Li Xiaoman felt spring water flowing through her entire body, her delicate body wanting to melt, and even her most private parts were radiating waves of pleasure. This made her pretty face even redder, but Ye Fan held her tightly in his kiss, unable to utter a word, only her soft breaths spraying onto Ye Fan's face, making his cheeks burn as well.

Their kisses continued, and Li Xiaoman began to take the initiative, her tongue exploring Ye Fan's mouth, lightly teasing his teeth, making him tremble with pleasure. Ye Fan, not to be outdone, moved his tongue like a snake, teasing the delicate yet most sensitive veins in the beauty's mouth.

Meanwhile, Ye Fan's hands moved from Li Xiaoman's jade-like feet upwards, kneading her calves, rubbing her thighs, and finally settling on her shapely buttocks.

Her buttocks, like the moon, felt incredibly smooth even through her clothes, the sensation penetrating his palms, an unbearable pleasure. His heart felt as if it had been touched by a willow branch dipped in sweet dew, an indescribable comfort, and he couldn't help but knead them more vigorously.

Li Xiaoman felt Ye Fan's increased pressure, her delicate body beginning to writhe gently like a snake. In the spring breeze streaming through the window, her skin turned as red as jade, glistening with fragrant sweat. Her breath was soft and shallow, her pretty face even more rosy, like the most beautiful flower.

Suddenly, a strange blush welled up in Li Xiaoman's heart. She jerked her body away, her lips parting from Ye Fan's.

Ye Fan, however, was in a moment of urgency. His left hand wrapped around Li Xiaoman's slender waist, while his right hand, still resting on her buttocks, slapped her buttocks with a light, pleasant sound that echoed in the moonlight.

Li Xiaoman let out a soft moan, her face flushed, her watery eyes slightly narrowed, and she scolded Ye Fan, "What are you doing?

" Due to their recent intimacy, she was slightly panting, and her words, trembling, were incredibly alluring, making Ye Fan's heart melt.

Moreover, the excellent elasticity of the slap on her buttocks had rebounded in his palm, making him feel a sensation of pure bliss, as if his bones were vibrating, his marrow trembling with a thousand kinds of pleasure. However, Ye Fan understood that Li Xiaoman had a strong sense of pride. A light pat was fine, but a barrage of pats would definitely upset her.

"My darling, who told you to be disobedient? Time for some discipline!" Ye Fan teased, planting a deep kiss on Li Xiaoman's fair face.

Li Xiaoman snorted, but Ye Fan suddenly pressed her down, making her even more shy. She was about to speak, but her heart trembled, and she didn't know what to say.

In that instant, Ye Fan's hands moved like lightning, quickly removing the beauty's outer garments, leaving her only in a violet-colored undergarment. Under the moonlight, the beauty looked like a sculpture of mutton-fat jade, exuding a delicate and alluring fragrance.

Li Xiaoman blushed and murmured, "Ye Zi, don't..." Ye Fan swiftly removed his armor, revealing his muscular body completely to the beauty. Li Xiaoman blushed deeply, covering her face with her hands, but she didn't notice what lay below. Although she curled up and squeezed her legs together, Ye Fan pried them open and tore open her undergarments, revealing a patch of pubic hair, her snowy mounds high, and soft, red flesh faintly visible.

In an instant, Ye Fan saw this breathtaking view he had never seen before, and his passion burned like fire. He was about to thrust his spear into her.

Only then did Li Xiaoman realize her mistake and screamed, but Ye Fan's Dragon King Hammer was already in motion, thrusting straight into the beauty's pubic hair.

However, although Ye Fan had captured Li Xiaoman's long, snow-white legs, she still trembled with shame. Ye Fan, having no prior experience, was also extremely nervous, and his thrust landed squarely on her thigh.

Instantly, Ye Fan felt a soft, smooth sensation throughout his penis, almost causing him to lose control. He gritted his teeth and barely managed to hold back. Li Xiaoman, however, was overcome with shame and desperately tried to break free, but Ye Fan held her legs tightly, only managing to straighten her body. Her breasts bounced incessantly beneath her undergarments, their curves a beautiful sight.

But this made penetration impossible. Helpless, Ye Fan had to release her. Li Xiaoman immediately curled up into a ball, as if afraid.

Ye Fan, with no other option, pulled Li Xiaoman into his arms, showering her with another passionate kiss before patting her back and whispering, "Xiaoman, don't be afraid." Li Xiaoman and Ye Fan locked eyes, feeling a sense of hazy connection. Her tense body softened again. Ye Fan gently caressed her beautiful face, lightly kissing her delicate features.

Biting her luscious red lips, Li Xiaoman said shyly, "Okay... alright." She closed her eyes, her lips tightly pressed together, waiting for that moment to arrive.

Composing himself, Ye Fan raised his longsword, aimed carefully, and thrust it towards the beauty's crimson Water Moon Cave with the force of a mountain being cleaved.

Li Xiaoman's virgin passage was extremely narrow, and Ye Fan immediately felt a sense of constriction, as if he were in a narrow passage, unable to advance an inch. However, he steeled his resolve, exerted force with his waist, and suddenly thrust in. Instantly, he felt a thin barrier shatter.

"Ah!"

Li Xiaoman's pretty face suddenly contorted, letting out a scream like a swan having its neck severed. Ye Fan's heart clenched, a strange pity rising within him, but his desire, as if blown away by an evil spirit, burned even more fiercely.

However, the beauty's scream of pain created a conflict between Ye Fan's two emotions, leaving him unable to advance or retreat, trapped in her passage. He could only hold her tightly, kissing her sweetly and comforting her gently.

"It hurts so much..." Li Xiaoman whispered, her eyes watery as she looked at Ye Fan, tears streaming down her face. The intense pain seemed to have washed away all the pleasure Ye Fan had given her.

Ultimately, the wine wasn't potent enough, and the two were completely inexperienced; otherwise, buying some aphrodisiacs earlier would have been much better.

As for Ye Fan, although he felt pity for the beautiful woman's delicate appearance, the narrowness of her vaginal opening, which caused him a slight pain, also created a subtle suction, drawing him to explore its depths. His penis, nestled within her, was enveloped by the soft flesh of her vaginal cavity, like being trapped in solidified fat, like falling into a flowing, succulent stream. The gently flowing hot fluid made him feel weak and languid, a pleasure as ethereal as a wisp of silk, emanating from the tip of his penis, coursing through his meridians and captivating his heart. This man, experiencing this sensation for the first time, was utterly intoxicated, unable to extricate himself.

Pointing his sword into the labyrinth, Ye Fan tightened his embrace around Li Xiaoman, thrusting his hips forward, and his red-hot penis slid into the depths of her flower with a whoosh.

Instantly, an endless, smooth sensation surged forth. Ye Fan felt the boundless, hot, and sticky flow within, pouring onto the sword's edge. The red fluid writhed like ocean waves, teasing the flesh on Ye Fan's halberd, making him gasp with pleasure.

Although Li Xiaoman wasn't a renowned beauty, she possessed an innate allure. The endless waves of desire within her spring bay

, with their surging suction, could drive any man to ecstasy. Ye Fan, a virgin experiencing this pleasure for the first time, felt his body and soul soar, his entire being trembling. His mind seemed to have flown to the heavens, and from the halberd upwards, every limb and bone truly felt the unparalleled pleasure, the ultimate joy in life, beyond words.

Li Xiaoman's honeypot's opening was filled with layers of suction, like a fish drinking water, while within, the spring tide surged. Although she was still moaning and crying out in pain, the deep sensations there had long since betrayed her shame and pain, welcoming the man's fiery dragon.

Ye Fan was overwhelmed with pleasure from the sucking, his breath coming in gasps, his body drenched in sweat, dripping onto his chest with a golden-bronze sheen. His Phoenix-Seeking Blade continued its relentless, haphazard thrusting into her nest. His strong body arched with each thrust, revealing her swollen, red-tinged vulva, now enlarged into a fleshy ring by his long, thick rod. Her snow-white mound trembled like rice noodles, exuding a seductive allure that made him dizzy and infatuated, fueling his increased thrusts.

However, even with Ye Fan's robust physique and innate gifts, men and women are inherently different. Moreover, Li Xiaoman possessed a natural allure, her jade pot overflowing with moisture, her honeyed dew forming a lake, slippery and undulating, truly unbearable for him. After more than twenty thrusts like a rainbow, Ye Fan could no longer endure it. Suddenly, with a whoosh, the tip of his penis trembled like a thousand arrows, his entire body shaking violently. Ye Fan pressed his hands firmly against Li Xiaoman's buttocks, his penis shooting uncontrollably. His scrotum, trembling, was also stained with drops of fluid, which slapped against Li Xiaoman's buttocks with soft slapping sounds. Li Xiaoman, overwhelmed by Ye Fan's fierce ejaculation, arched her body like a shrimp, her entire body convulsing. She cried out, whether from pleasure or pain, it was unclear.

Ye Fan's virgin essence was extremely hot, causing Li Xiaoman's vaginal cavity to tighten. Unable to hold back, another stream of hot fluid gushed out, scorching his erect penis. Ye Fan felt even more excited, his glans spraying wildly.

Having never tasted such a wonderful fragrance before, Ye Fan had no experience and quickly exhausted his yang essence. After ejaculating, he felt weak all over, his scrotum and jade pillar empty.

He drew his longsword, revealing it stained with blood, and the bedsheets were also dotted with cherry blossoms. Ye Fan's heart trembled. He looked at the beauty's jade-like face and saw her delicate brows furrowed, her red lips purring in pain. A wave of pity

welled up within him. Having just lost her virginity, Li Xiaoman's body was too weak to move. Ye Fan removed her undergarments, covered them both with the brocade quilt, and gently embraced her.

As he removed her undergarments, Ye Fan saw her breasts like the moon, two small, red nipples, blooming like lotus blossoms in the moonlight, breathtakingly beautiful. He gazed at them intently for a long time, causing the beauty's face to flush again.

Ye Fan pressed his lips to hers, kissing Li Xiaoman's still softly groaning lips. His right hand encircled her slender waist, caressing her shapely buttocks without restraint, while his left hand caressed her smooth, white breasts.

Now that the clothing was gone, the sensation was different. Her fair skin and delicate bones were completely within his grasp; her buttocks were firm and smooth, her breasts perky and full. Each hand offered a different sensation, both melting and tingling. Lips and tongues intertwined, their fluids flowing, creating an exquisite experience that made Ye Fan feel like he was in heaven.

However, after his wild orgasm and seeing the beauty so soft and tender, Ye Fan had no desire to continue. He was quite embarrassed by how quickly he had come to this. After caressing the beauty's body for a while, Ye Fan parted his lips from Li Xiaoman's and opened his eyes. He saw the beauty looking at him shyly and timidly, her eyes half-closed, her gaze intoxicating, yet her lips still slightly trembling with pain. Her pretty face was flushed and pale, like the clouds in the sky, incredibly delicate and charming.

After all, Li Xiaoman's entrance to her snowy mound was too narrow, and Ye Fan's dragon spear was quite large. It not only pierced through the virgin's barrier, but also tore a wound at the shallow entrance of her jade gate. If Li Xiaoman hadn't been born with a seductive nature, she probably would have fainted from the pain.

"Little Man, my darling, sleep." Ye Fan kissed her crystal earlobe and said.

Nodding, Li Xiaoman snuggled into Ye Fan's arms, and her breasts pressed against his chest. Their unparalleled elasticity and softness, like tofu, and fullness like ripe peaches, made the skin and flesh of Ye Fan's strong chest feel so soft and numb that it felt like it was about to melt. His already limp dragon spear trembled, as if it wanted to stand up again, but he was too weak to muster the will to fight. In addition, out of pity for the beauty, Ye Fan suppressed the burning desire in his heart, feeling the endless smooth pleasure of pressing against a pair of ice peaks that had been pressed into a disc. He inhaled deeply, and under the effect of fatigue, the burning desire finally couldn't resist the sleep demon. He fell into a deep sleep with the beauty in his arms.

The next day, when the two awoke, the sun was high in the sky. The spring morning light illuminated the beautiful woman's still slightly flushed face, making her truly stunning.

Ye Fan gazed at Li Xiaoman's face, which resembled a begonia in spring slumber, and his heart fluttered. Her eyes were closed, her long eyelashes resting on her eyelids, seemingly radiating a spiritual energy. A blissful smile played at the corners of her lips, captivating his soul.

A gentle spring breeze wafted in through the window in the sunlight, landing on Ye Fan's cheek. Ye Fan's heart seemed to be stirred by the spring breeze, and his passion erupted like molten lava.

He threw back the quilt, and instantly, her alabaster-like body was fully revealed before the man's eyes. Her fair neck and arms shone with captivating radiance, her breasts were like snow-capped peaks, her abdomen like an icy plain, and in the most secluded triangle, the green grass glistened with dew, and her rosy cheeks were faintly visible. Her firm, full buttocks and long, snow-white legs were displayed in perfect detail under the excellent light, breathtakingly beautiful.

Li Xiaoman suddenly awoke with a start, letting out a cry of surprise. Her cheeks flushed red, and she hurriedly reached out to cover herself, but Ye Fan, burning with passion, rolled her over, grabbed her, and gently nibbled at her earlobe, saying, "Sweet Xiaoman..." Last night's passion had left Li Xiaoman in pain, but in her dreams, it was a sweet memory. Naturally alluring, Li Xiaoman's recovery ability was astonishing; the pain from last night had already completely healed. A woman with such allure is never weak-willed, and having tasted such pleasure, she was somewhat eager for it. However, she was shy, knowing that Ye Fan intended to have another round with her in broad daylight, and she still felt embarrassed, struggling desperately

. But Ye Fan suddenly wrapped his legs around hers, instantly locking them in place, while his hands pushed aside Li Xiaoman's arms, grasping her trembling breasts and teasing them wantonly.

"Ye Zi, no..." Li Xiaoman said softly. At this moment, Ye Fan was lightly pinching the crimson pearl on the right peak of her breast with his fingernail. The feeling of half pain and half pleasure was like spring water flowing into her heart, making her whole body go soft. Her voice was also soft and cloying. Although it was resistance, it was more alluring than provocation.

"Ah!" Li Xiaoman let out a trembling cry, like a cuckoo crying blood.

Ye Fan's momentum was like a rainbow. In an instant, the Dragon King's Hammer thrust into the depths of the Water Moon Cave. Li Xiaoman's vagina was incredibly smooth. In addition, after the battle last night, Li Xiaoman's mouth was no longer so narrow. Ye Fan did not have to exert much effort to enter her.

Li Xiaoman's body was quite sensitive. Just now, when Ye Fan's hands rubbed her breasts, her body trembled incessantly. Her honey pot also reacted, and peach blossom water flowed and filled her. As soon as Ye Fan entered the gate, he felt the waves surging and surging, impacting his dragon. The pleasure was like a tide, almost making him lose himself instantly.

However, having learned from last night's experience, Ye Fan was much more restrained. Biting his lip, he suppressed his urge to ejaculate, and slowly began to probe and explore the jade pot with his long halberd.

Li Xiaoman felt the long sword thrusting in from below, aiming straight for her flower bud. The force seemed to pierce through her body. Looking down, she saw that her snow-white abdomen had been visibly protruded by the man's thrust, and she couldn't help but blush with shyness.

Ye Fan, however, was breathless with pleasure. Suddenly, he slid his arms up, clamping Li Xiaoman's snow-white, plump buttocks, and with a forceful upward movement, he tossed her up.

Now, the red dragon naturally rose and fell within the jade palace. With each descent of Li Xiaoman, Ye Fan caught her with his arm strength, his bare forearms truly feeling the snow-white, smooth, and warm jade-like softness of her buttocks. The spout of the pot slid in and out with the longsword, gently grinding the head and tail of the vajra, while the surging waves in her vaginal cavity pounded incessantly, drenching her jade stem.

There was another exquisite aspect: Li Xiaoman's breasts, like white doves, danced like windmills with this thrusting motion. Ye Fan looked down from her shoulders, overlooking this magnificent sight, and truly felt an extreme pleasure.

Li Xiaoman, however, was extremely ashamed and felt like she wanted to die from shame. Her heart was filled with humiliation, yet this humiliation brought her a wicked pleasure, making her unable to bear the shame any longer. Her jade face was so red it seemed to drip water, and she wanted nothing more than to disappear into the ground. But now, being held and thrust into by Ye Fan in mid-air, her entire body was limp, and she couldn't move at all.

Every time Ye Fan thrust forcefully into her, pounding against her core, Li Xiaoman felt her heart soaring away, her soul rising with his movements, seemingly detached from her body, free from all constraints, absorbing endless spiritual energy amidst the seven-colored light, feeling ethereal.

Her pride and sense of shame still made her cry out softly, "No...don't..." But Ye Fan seemed not to hear, continuing his teasing within her jade palace. He gradually discovered the unique nature of Li Xiaoman's jade gate and changed his methods, no longer recklessly thrusting, but gently teasing the walls of her vagina.

Instantly, the flowing spring water softened, warming his dragon spear, a comfort that reached his very core, like a small boat drifting on a vast expanse of blue water, exquisitely beautiful, yet tranquil.

Ye Fan, strong and robust, was no longer a virgin. His second encounter was far more prolonged, with deep and shallow thrusts, lasting over three hundred times before a surge of heat washed over him, causing him to tremble and lose control.

He stopped his teasing, turning his face to kiss Li Xiaoman's earlobe.

Li Xiaoman, shy and bashful, seemed to feel both fear and anticipation, softly asking, "Is...is it coming?" Her face flushed crimson, but she turned to Ye Fan, passionately kissing him.

Ye Fan's lips were like a gentle spring breeze, beautiful from head to toe. Unable to restrain himself any longer, his surging passion erupted within the beauty's depths. Li Xiaoman's breath quickened, her body trembled violently, her full hips swaying, her breasts heaving, creating an endless, alluring scene. Within her, endless spring water flowed, mingling with the white fluid, slowly seeping from their point of contact, staining the ground with drops that fell with Ye Fan.

Ye Fan carried the beauty back to bed. Seeing her limp and weak, he felt an overwhelming tenderness. He gently caressed Li Xiaoman's exquisite body, listening to her soft moans, like celestial music.

Li Xiaoman, naturally alluring, quickly regained her strength. Ye Fan picked her up again, this time facing her directly. He could clearly see her expression, and the swaying of her breasts was a sight to behold. Having already experienced the first climax, Ye Fan lingered even longer, sometimes carrying her around the room, sometimes pressing her against the wall and thrusting vigorously. After three

more climaxes, Li Xiaoman finally collapsed, limp and weak, leaning against Ye Fan's shoulder. Ye Fan, too exhausted to continue, carried her back to bed and embraced her tightly.

Exhausted, the two fell asleep again. When they woke up, it was already afternoon. Fortunately, it was Sunday, so they didn't have to go to class. Li Xiaoman and Ye Fan cleaned up all traces in the room, hiding the blood-stained sheets and burying the soiled clothes in the yard. Ye Fan took a set of Li Xiaoman's father's underwear, put it on, and shared a passionate kiss with Li Xiaoman before taking a taxi away.

That evening, he saw Pang Bo and Zhang Ziling on campus. Both of them looked at him with envy and disdain. Ye Fan could only shrug helplessly, but his mind was filled with longing for that beautiful body. Knowing that he could enjoy that exquisite body often in the future, he couldn't help but feel extremely proud. He was thinking about how to make Li Xiaoman completely submissive and allow him endless pleasure.

Winter break of their junior year.

In an exquisitely decorated basement, Ye Fan poured himself a cup of coffee and leisurely sipped it. The beautiful and elegant Li Xiaoman sat opposite him, her face flushed as she looked at him, her delicate features seemingly about to drip water.

However, if one looked under the table, one would see that Li Xiaoman was not only not wearing a skirt, but also no underwear. A vibrator was buzzing in her pinkish-red vulva, and fluid was flowing freely.

Li Xiaoman suddenly trembled, saying, "Ye... Ye Zi, I want it..." After two years of sexual intercourse, although Li Xiaoman was nominally Ye Fan's girlfriend, she had actually become his sex slave.

Of course, Li Xiaoman was naturally alluring and enjoyed this feeling; otherwise, Ye Fan wouldn't have resorted to force if he couldn't get the cooperation of such a proud woman.

Tonight, Ye Fan called Li Xiaoman to his basement, intending to plunder the beauty's chrysanthemum garden that he had kept hidden for two years.

Ye Fan pretended to be oblivious, sipping his coffee slowly, enjoying the silky texture, and smiled, "What do you want?" Li Xiaoman slightly angrily replied, "Just... just that..." At this moment, the vibrator inside her vibrated violently again, causing her vulva to flow with fluid, and her cheeks to flush red.

Ye Fan smiled slightly, unbuckled his belt, and pulled out his already hard, iron-like dragon spear: "Xiaoman, how about trying it from both ends?" Gazing at Li Xiaoman's exquisite peach-pink lips, Ye Fan's heart stirred.

Li Xiaoman blushed instantly and fell silent, but Ye Fan pulled her down, forcing her to kneel on the ground. With a flick of his longsword, he placed it into the beauty's mouth.

She had previously tasted the jade flute for Ye Fan, so she struggled slightly before half-resisting and kneeling on the ground, feigning displeasure, and gently biting his penis.

Ye Fan's penis felt a slight pain when Li Xiaoman's clear, fibrous nipple gently bit it, but what followed was a tidal wave of pleasure. That place was extremely sensitive; if a virgin were bitten, even a light bite would cause him to cry out in pain. But Ye Fan possessed the Ancient Sacred Body, an extraordinary physique, and after several years with Li Xiaoman, it had long been tempered into a steel-like pestle, incredibly strong and resilient.

With a forceful flick, the Heaven-Slaying Sword slid into the beauty's mouth with a whoosh.

Li Xiaoman blushed shyly, her tongue hastily trying to dodge, but the Dragon King's Hammer was too long and large; it only managed to squeeze in halfway before filling her small mouth. Her tongue inevitably met it, and she felt the tortoise scraping against her oral mucosa and tongue, a slightly fishy taste tinged with a faint sweetness, which aroused a strange and wicked desire in her.

The vibrating magic wand below caused the beauty to gush with fluids. Her skin was now pink, her desire intensified, and she breathed softly. With a

delicate moan, Dingxiang obediently began to lick Ye Fan's spear. The tender serpent's tongue scraped against the tip and shaft of Ye Fan's spear, triggering a strange, subtle pleasure that went straight to his heart. Although it was slightly less warm than the Peach Blossom Cave, the agility of the tongue far surpassed that of the vaginal cavity.

Li Xiaoman, who had already been tamed by Ye Fan, was initially shy when the spear entered her teeth, but she couldn't resist the tidal wave of desire in her body. The small red serpent, like sucking on candy, licked, swept, and crushed on Ye Fan's longsword. Sometimes the tongue slapped against the glans, sometimes the lips gripped the blade, causing Ye Fan to gasp for breath and his strong body to tremble violently.

"Little Man, you did a great job, Brother Fan loves you to death." Ye Fan's voice trembled, yet it was as sweet as candy as he stroked Li Xiaoman's hair, like petting a female dog.

Li Xiaoman's desire intensified. She raised both hands, one hand grasping her breasts, caressing and kneading them with abandon, while the other hand grasped Ye Fan's still-exposed penis, squeezing it with her thumb and forefinger, gently stroking it.

Pulling it down to the base, Li Xiaoman gently pressed down, causing Ye Fan's prostate to soften. Her slender, delicate hands were incredibly nimble; with a flick of her three fingers, she teased Ye Fan's full scrotum.

Ye Fan's body trembled as her soft, jade-like fingers touched his scrotum, and his lower body felt a tingling, melting sensation, almost causing him to ejaculate.

Taking a deep breath and gritting his teeth, Ye Fan suppressed his urge to ejaculate, savoring the exquisite pleasure of Li Xiaoman's combined use of hands and mouth. Suddenly, his penis plunged into her tongue, teasing her extremely sensitive tongue.

The vibrator below Li Xiaoman whirred and whirled, and with Ye Fan's gentle touch, she experienced pleasure from both ends, instantly ejaculating again. Her nectar flowed like rain, soaking the ground.

Li Xiaoman's body trembled violently, her breasts swirling, creating a beautiful, shimmering scene that dazzled Ye Fan, making his heart melt.

Just then, Li Xiaoman suddenly squeezed Ye Fan's penis hard with her fingers, simultaneously biting the glans with her teeth.

Ye Fan felt a surge of heat throughout his body, his buttocks trembled, knowing he couldn't hold back any longer. He thrust deep into her throat, plunging into her incredibly soft and tender throat, his nectar bursting forth and flowing into her esophagus.

When Ye Fan drew his longsword, the fragrant saliva and white fluid mingled, creating a mottled mess. Li Xiaoman's face was contorted, her throat both unbearably hot and irritated by Ye Fan's touch. She coughed violently, her jade hands supporting her on the ground, her lips stained with saliva, an indescribably alluring and wicked sight.

Ye Fan saw Li Xiaoman's full breasts, the two purple nipples radiating a captivating color, and his heart trembled again. His Ancient Sacred Body was exceptional, and the longsword he had just used was raised again. He smiled and said, "Xiaoman, let your brother Fan grind it." Li Xiaoman's cheeks flushed red, but she obediently supported her breasts and leaned closer.

Ye Fan chuckled wickedly, and with a swift motion, his vajra pestle pierced into her cleavage, tightly gripped by her soft, melting flesh. He thrust his hips forward, plowing fiercely against Li Xiaoman's sternum.

Li Xiaoman let out a soft cry. The dragon spear, still burning hot from its recent ejaculation, pierced her delicate skin with its sharp, sensitive touch, sending tingling currents through her and causing her body to tremble violently.

Moreover, a magic wand vibrated within her, stirring her deepest desires.

Ye Fan's rod, its base ploughing against her tender skin, pressed against her breastbone, feeling a soft yet firm sensation, an intense pleasure that made him grimace and gasp.

Li Xiaoman, naturally alluring and with insatiable desires, trembled and moaned even with attacks from both sides, still feeling the sensation wasn't intense enough. She cupped her breasts and pressed them against Ye Fan's longsword.

Ye Fan trembled slightly, unable to resist moving his rod between her deep cleavage, the glistening red tip appearing and disappearing between her snow-white breasts, causing the two erect, glistening nipples to sway and bounce. The thrusts grew faster and faster, darting between her breasts like lightning. His hard, iron-like member felt the plump, smooth flesh on either side, savoring the ruggedness of her base, and suddenly a surge of desire arose within him.

A fine layer of fragrant sweat covered Li Xiaoman's body. Now, as the dragon spear, covered in white fluid, repeatedly stirred her breasts, they became glossy and moist as if soaked in honey, sticky and slippery, incredibly alluring. The two purple nipples on her peaks appeared even more luscious and tempting.

Ye Fan saw Li Xiaoman's soft, beautiful skin, like a figure sculpted from snow and jade. Now, kneeling before him, performing oral sex on her breasts, she appeared even more lewd and alluring, especially her slightly upturned, snow-white buttocks, which spun under the vibration of the magic rod, like bewitching smoke and snow, making his heart race with every glance.

Suddenly, a hidden, wicked desire rose from his lower abdomen. Grabbing a long whip from the nearby table, Ye Fan lightly buttocked Li Xiaoman's snowy buttocks with a sharp crack.

"Ah!"

A red welt appeared on Li Xiaoman's buttocks. She let out a miserable cry, like a cuckoo's mournful wail, her hands clutching her breasts tightly, pressing Ye Fan's spear even harder, as if trying to knead the tortoise into a lotus flower.

Ye Fan listened to the pitiful cry, his sword slapping against the soft flesh of her breasts, his pleasure intensifying. He continued to lash the whip across Li Xiaoman's buttocks, leaving a patchwork of striking red welts.

The beauty's screams continued, and Ye Fan's tortoise, moving through the crevice, found itself increasingly confined and strained. Yet, the combination of softness and hardness, compared to vaginal penetration, possessed a unique and captivating charm. Ye Fan, with the force of a mountain splitting, thrust with difficulty.

With a long, resounding cry from Li Xiaoman, Ye Fan, gazing at the beautiful woman's face, finally succumbed to his urges. His body trembled, and he ejaculated profusely.

The white fluid filled the air, staining her breasts. Li Xiaoman had only torn off her top and bra for him to masturbate, not removing her upper garment, so her blouse was also splattered with semen. Her pretty face was covered in his semen, a filthy yet wicked beauty, like a rose glistening with dew, captivating and alluring.

Ye Fan ejaculated again, his energy undiminished. He grabbed Li Xiaoman and began to vigorously pound her buttocks with his hands, the sounds mingling with her cries, filling him with a surge of pleasure.

He pulled the magic wand from Li Xiaoman's vagina. Li Xiaoman breathed a sigh of relief, thinking Ye Fan was about to penetrate her. She immediately unbuttoned her outer garment, removed her underwear, wiped the water from her face with a handkerchief, and turned her beautiful face, her eyes filled with affection, exuding a seductive charm, just

waiting for the man to take her. Ye Fan, however, grabbed a long rope and chuckled at Li Xiaoman.

Li Xiaoman noticed Ye Fan's strange smile and was startled. Ye Fan had already thrown the rope and tied it to an iron hook on the ceiling. He then took two more ropes, tied a knot in the middle of the first one, making it into a tripod shape.

Not knowing Ye Fan's intentions, Li Xiaoman hurriedly cried out, "Ye Zi, no!" Ye Fan didn't care about anything else. He grabbed Li Xiaoman, pinched her wrists, tied them with one rope, and then used the other two ropes to suspend her from her legs, suspending her in a V-shape in mid-air.

Li Xiaoman continued to moan softly, but Ye Fan quickly stuffed a large cotton ball into her mouth, instantly turning her voice into soft, melodious whimpers, captivating and alluring.

Ye Fan chuckled, rummaged through the cabinet, found a bottle of lubricant, and slowly walked behind Li Xiaoman.

Li Xiaoman turned her pretty face, saw the oil in Ye Fan's hand, and knew what he wanted to do. She couldn't help but moan and struggle frantically, but her limbs were suspended, swinging wildly in the air like fish out of water. Her breasts and buttocks were exposed, a sight that made any man's heart tremble.

However, Ye Fan cherished the beauty and knew that haste makes waste. He was well-read, had watched countless films, and was meticulous, unlike others who swallowed things whole. He had a wealth of theoretical knowledge, so he first thickly applied several layers of lubricant to the dragon skin.

Then, like a monkey picking corn, Ye Fan parted Li Xiaoman's pair of snowy buttocks. The tips of her buttocks were truly soft and smooth, like silk and satin, making Ye Fan's palms feel hot and melting, and his whole body felt as beautiful as drinking new wine.

Li Xiaoman's bud was pink and spotless. Ye Fan knew she was naturally clean and loved bathing, so he assumed she cleaned herself after each bath. He felt a surge of joy, knowing that this would prevent Li Xiaoman from experiencing severe pain later.

He dipped his index finger in light yellow lubricant and placed the tip close to the center of her buttocks. He had trimmed his nails for today's penetration, making them short and smooth, ensuring he wouldn't hurt her.

Ye Fan's fingers were long and slender, but the pads were thick and soft. He carefully applied the lubricant to the folds of Li Xiaoman's anus. That area was incredibly sensitive; the moment it was touched, Li Xiaoman trembled. However, her lips were gagged, preventing her from making a sound, but her pretty face was already flushed red, almost dripping with moisture. Her soft, pitiful moans were incredibly alluring.

But Ye Fan was very athletic; even though the beauty trembled and her buttocks clenched tightly from the stimulation, he still applied the lubricant meticulously, leaving no area untouched.

Then, Ye Fan forcefully thrust his index and middle fingers into Li Xiaoman's flower garden. He felt the gentle flow of peach blossom water, a subtle fragrance amidst the musky scent—a natural endowment of a woman with innate allure. This fragrance had an aphrodisiac effect, and Ye Fan, upon smelling it, was instantly aroused, his heart burning with desire. His

two fingers, covered in lubricant and stained with the spring water, were mottled and dripping. Ye Fan smiled slightly, and with a swift movement, he inserted his finger into Li Xiaoman's rear.

"Ah!" Li Xiaoman's mouth was stuffed with cotton balls, preventing her from making a sound, but unable to bear it any longer, she forcefully spat out all the cotton, then coughed violently.

Ye Fan, well aware of the importance of striking while the iron is hot, fearing that she might beg for mercy and he would soften his heart, slightly parted two fingers, withdrew his already erect penis, and pressed it against Li Xiaoman's anus. He turned it like a screw, and with the lubricant, Ye Fan inserted his glans into Li Xiaoman's anus.

She felt an unbearable swelling in her rear, and, filled with shyness and embarrassment, she gasped softly, "Ye Zi... please... don't... please... okay?" Ye Fan gently stroked Li Xiaoman's buttocks, softly saying, "Little Man, you'll feel better soon.

" He then gently rotated his penis, spreading the lubricant evenly over Li Xiaoman's rectum. The initial stimulation was unbearable, but after the lubricant was applied, she felt a sense of integration, and the discomfort greatly lessened. The

naturally alluring Li Xiaoman was not only abundant in her vaginal lubrication, but also wet in her anus. Adding to this, Li Xiaoman's diet was exceptionally well-balanced, leaving her completely clean except for her anus, which required constant cleaning. She was practically a natural object for men to fondle.

Even as Li Xiaoman groaned and begged for mercy, Ye Fan remained unmoved, causing tears to well up in her eyes. She knew she couldn't escape the fate of being bound and forced to have her anus opened by a man, and after Ye Fan penetrated halfway, the pain gradually subsided, replaced by a gentle surge of pleasure. Ultimately, she didn't cry out, deciding that since she couldn't escape it, she might as well enjoy it. After all, the one opening her anus was her boyfriend of two years, not some ugly, slovenly bastard raping her.

Ye Fan's long sword plunged into her anus, finding it incredibly tight, even better than her vagina. The folds and folds inside, scraping against her glans, created a tingling, itchy, yet indescribably warm and comfortable sensation.

With a determined heart, Ye Fan thrust his penis in, the vajra pendant disappearing completely to the root. His entire body was enveloped by her intestines, feeling as if he were sinking into a pool of nectar, an intensely pleasurable sensation, every pore on his body feeling refreshed as if he had eaten a ginseng fruit. Li Xiaoman let out a high-pitched cry, her body trembling like a sieve. Her breasts, like pearls and powder, quivered below, two exquisite rubies, beautiful beyond compare.

Ye Fan's heart was stirred. He pressed his body against Li Xiaoman's jade-like back, his chest against her smooth skin, his hands climbing up her breasts, freely fondling them.

The experienced Ye Fan, though performing anal penetration, was not rough, using a slow, gentle approach. Li Xiaoman, naturally alluring, and aided by the lubricant, experienced no bleeding despite the pain. As her rear gradually adjusted, and with Ye Fan's gentle caresses, her tightly furrowed brows slowly relaxed.

Looking to the side, Ye Fan saw Li Xiaoman's face flushed, her breath glistening with fragrant sweat, and her delicate panting—truly captivating. His heart trembled again, and the "Heavenly Sword" within him seemed to grow ever more exhilarating. His Ancient Sacred Body, that substance

, was extraordinary; in its excitement, it spontaneously vibrated, like a gently trembling string, teasing Li Xiaoman's extremely sensitive passage. The only regret was the lack of moisture; although lubricant aided, it wasn't quite as satisfying, lacking the surging stimulation of a spring tide. But the initial pleasure of this first encounter with her rear entrance sent Ye Fan's heart soaring to unprecedented heights, an unparalleled ecstasy.

Li Xiaoman, stimulated by Ye Fan, began to moan incessantly, tears welling in her eyes—whether from discomfort or pleasure, it was unclear. Ye Fan, hearing the celestial music, felt his heart flutter like a wisp of silk, his soul melting, his spirit soaring to the heavens.

His right hand pinched the peak of Li Xiaoman's breasts again, while the middle finger of his other hand plowed through the snowy crevices. Li Xiaoman's breasts were round like the moon, perky like a pear, full like a peach, and smooth like a melon. They were soft like a sponge when kneaded, yet smooth like goose fat. In Ye Fan's hands, they were indescribably pleasurable. He felt a sudden tingling and his body went weak. He pressed his body tightly against Li Xiaoman, who was suspended in the air, and began to thrust into her.

"Eek!

" Li Xiaoman, who was extremely sensitive both above and below, suddenly let out a soft cry. Her "Water Moon Cave Heaven" suddenly rippled out nine white waves, like rain falling on the ground, creating a still expanse. Ye Fan couldn't help but sigh, "Truly a rare beauty in this world!"

A woman who could experience such intense pleasure was definitely a rare gem in this world, and only a woman with Li Xiaoman's innate allure could produce such a powerful pleasure. As the tide surged, Li Xiaoman's entire body tensed, her buttocks gaping open like a precipice, gripping Ye Fan's penis painfully. Her rectum twisted and pressed relentlessly, the pleasure surging in waves.

Ye Fan's scrotum, already pounding against Li Xiaoman's buttocks, was now soaked by her gushing flow. The spring water, like a secret elixir, made Ye Fan tremble violently, the pleasure reaching his very core. Finally, he couldn't hold back any longer and ejaculated.

This ejaculation was especially rapid, like a waterfall, unstoppable, scalding Li Xiaoman's intestines. She had never experienced such pleasure before, and she cried out incessantly, her face tense, her body drenched in sweat. It was impossible to know what she was feeling.

Her rear was too tight, the pressure immense. Ye Fan's rapid ejaculation almost drained him of all his energy, and Li Xiaoman, overwhelmed by his exquisite beauty, lost consciousness.

Ye Fan rested for a while, his energy returning. He untied Li Xiaoman from her suspended position, noticing deep marks on her wrists and legs. A pang of pity struck him. He carried the beauty to the bathtub and washed her clean. Although he was too exhausted to continue, he still indulged in a few more handjobs.

After a while, Li Xiaoman slowly awoke under the hot water, her eyes filled with a mixture of reproach and affection. They dried each other off and stepped naked from the bathtub. Ye Fan breathed softly into Li Xiaoman's ear and asked, "Manman, what are you to your brother Fan?" Li Xiaoman, despite being manipulated by Ye Fan for so long, blushed at his strange question. After a long pause, she whispered, "Xiaoman... is... Brother Fan's slave!" Ye Fan chuckled and said, "However, going a little deeper would be even better." He pulled a collar from the cabinet and quickly put it on Li Xiaoman.

Li Xiaoman suddenly woke up with a start, asking, "What is this?" Looking down, she saw only a few small words: "Li Xiaoman, a bitch, was found by Ye Fan on the campus of XX University on a certain day in 20XX. "

Li Xiaoman blushed instantly and cried out, "This won't do!" Ye Fan leaned close to her ear, licking

her earlobe, blowing hot breath, and uttering words that seemed to possess a magical power: "This is just a game, a game, understand? My darling Xiaoman." Li Xiaoman, naturally submissive, quickly softened. Ye Fan pressed her to the ground with one hand, making her kneel on all fours, and said with a wicked smile, "Little bitch, say something for your brother?" Her lips moved, but she didn't say anything. However, when Ye Fan put the fake dog tail on her, Li Xiaoman didn't resist. As her delicate body trembled, her breasts swayed, and the bells on her collar jingled.

And so, after countless efforts, Ye Fan finally transformed the seemingly noble and beautiful Li Xiaoman into his femme fatale. From then on, during their intimate moments, Li Xiaoman was unrestrained and wild, giving Ye Fan the utmost pleasure.

Who could have imagined that Li Xiaoman, the seemingly ethereal school beauty, was merely a female dog?

III. Absorbing Stars and Changing Moon

A bright moonlit pavilion, a green waterside terrace.

Under the moonlight, the shimmering water resembled the alluring eyes of a lover.

Li Xiaoman, the successor of the Ruthless Great Emperor, clad in a green silk robe, leaned languidly against a rosewood table.

She was waiting for someone.

A flowing mist swirled in her shimmering eyes, gradually growing hotter.

Judging from her appearance, could that person be the lover she longed for day and night?

However, a woman like her was inherently devoid of affection.

This was a duel, a romantic duel, a battle to the death.

The loser would pay the price with their life.

Li Xiaoman didn't want to take the risk. Although Tu Fei's yang energy was extremely attractive to her, she valued her life more.

However, Tu Fei was now a successor of the wicked path of lust, challenging the lineage of the Ruthless Great Emperor. Not long ago, he used the "Opening the Chrysanthemum Technique" left by the Holy Emperor Li Yuchun to kill Hua Yunfei. As the only remaining successor of the Ruthless Great Emperor, she had no choice but to accept the challenge.

At this moment, the pure and refined Li Xiaoman became languid and charming, her face like spring water, but her heart was filled with trepidation... Creak... The cedar wood door, exuding a faint pine scent, was gently pushed open.

Tu Fei, holding a folding fan, floated in.

Today, Tu Fei used two matchsticks to prop up his lecherous eyes, then used Taoist magic to make the matchsticks transparent and invisible. In this way, all his lewdness disappeared, and he actually appeared quite handsome.

"Is Miss Li ready?" Tu Fei asked with a slight smile.

He had cultivated the wicked path of lust for a long time, and his words were like a spring breeze brushing willows, full of provocative intent.

An ordinary woman, provoked by Tu Fei's hooked voice, would have been consumed by passion and unable to control herself.

But what kind of person was Li Xiaoman? Her heart was as firm as iron. Back in university, her first attempt at the Water Curtain Technique had captivated even a remarkable man like Ye Fan. Moreover, she had been practicing for several years now, her skills refined, and she had also cultivated the Star-Absorbing and Moon-Changing Technique from the Ruthless Emperor's Devouring Heaven Demon Art, reaching a state where desire was outwardly expressed but the heart remained as still as water.

"Young Master Tu, if you wish, why say more?" Li Xiaoman's voice was sweet and melodious, like the warbling of a nightingale. Her eyes swept across the room, exuding a

captivating charm. Tu Fei chuckled, sat down on a chair nearby, and lightly tapped the table, producing a clear, melodious sound.

He gazed at Li Xiaoman's beautiful face, which seemed to express both joy and anger, then looked at the several potted flowers in the room: "Beautiful flowers, beautiful moon, and a beautiful woman by your side—it would be such a shame if there were no fine wine." Li Xiaoman said softly, "Xiaoman has prepared some wine..." With her slender hands, she took out a bottle of Shaoxing wine from under the bed. With a deft touch, she broke

the seal, and the fragrance immediately filled the air. Tu Fei, however, snatched the wine jar and, as if drinking from the sea, emptied dozens of kilograms of wine. He then fanned himself and laughed, "Ordinary wine is too weak. Today I have some fine wine. I wonder if Fairy Li would dare to try it?" After speaking, he took out a jade bottle from his clothes, on which were written the four characters "Spring Desire Immortal Brew."

"This wine is a recipe left by the ancient Holy Emperor Li Yuchun. It is so alluring that it makes one feel like an immortal..." Tu Fei spoke with great passion and emotion, as if his body had become lighter.

"Since Young Master Tu praises it so highly, then Xiaoman will gladly accept..." Tu Fei laughed heartily, unscrewing the lid of the Immortal Brew. Instantly, a decadent fragrance filled the room.

This aroma was as alluring as peach blossoms in spring water, as enchanting as a rose in the dark night, captivating the heart and soul, making every pore of one's body tingle and one's body go weak.

Even Li Xiaoman, with her extraordinary temperament, was moved by the fragrance, feeling a sense of ethereal bliss.

Tu Fei took a pair of wine cups, poured in the Immortal Brew, the liquid a deep turquoise, shimmering and sparkling under the candlelight, possessing a deeply captivating magic.

Picking up a cup, Tu Fei handed it to her. Li Xiaoman understood his meaning, holding the cup with her snow-white palm, their arms intertwined, and the two fed each other a drink.

Most Immortal Brews are intoxicating without being harsh, but Li Yuchun was the wicked and lustful Dao Ancestor, the Primordial Saint Emperor, unparalleled in his domineering aura, the king of kings among ancient creatures, no less than the Undying Emperor, and the recipe he left behind was extremely potent. The moment

the wine touched Li Xiaoman's throat, she felt a fiery heat rise from her lower abdomen, shooting straight to the top

of her head. Maple-colored cheeks and her usually clear eyes shimmered with desire.

Li Xiaoman even had a fleeting thought: with the power of the wine, a passionate encounter would be worth dying for… However, she immediately felt a chill; if she fell for this trap, she would surely lose her life in the ensuing battle!

Although Tu Fei had drunk the Spring Desire Immortal Wine before, he wasn't like Ye Fan with his ancient holy body, and he too

couldn't withstand it. His soul wavered, his eyes glazed, and his mind filled with lustful thoughts. Just one cup, and the two of them couldn't control themselves!

Tu Fei put down his wine cup, his hand moving like lightning to seize Li Xiaoman's jade wrist.

Li Xiaoman seemed to resist, her soft body leaning away, but then she trembled and fell, only to be caught by Tu Fei and pulled into his arms.

Soft, fragrant jade filled his embrace.

If it were any other time, Tu Fei would have been more provocative, but the recipe for the wine left by the Holy Emperor was incredibly potent.

His halberd was already taut, pressed against Li Xiaoman's body, her navel a fiery red.

However

, Tu Fei was well-versed in this art; before even penetrating her, he noticed that Li Xiaoman's genitals were somewhat large, likely a dark vulva.

This was understandable; during her first virginity, she had fought Ye Fan for several years, and Ye Fan, with his ample resources, had caused her to lose control countless times, rubbing her until her genitals were swollen.

Tu Fei reasoned that attempting to penetrate such a large vulva might not be enough to rouse Li Xiaoman's spirit, so he opted for a different approach, a "hard-fought halberd, a single man for eternity."

Instantly, the vajra transformed into a tailor's knife, pinpointing the location of her rear, and plunged in!

A scream rang out from Li Xiaoman's mouth, like a swan having its neck severed!

Tu Fei, with the sharpness of a longsword, pierced through his own underwear and outer trousers, then through Li Xiaoman's two layers of clothing, reaching straight for her

pubic hair! Li Xiaoman's area was rarely visited, and without lubrication, she gasped in pain, her lips parting in agony.

Tu Fei, not yet enjoying himself, remembered this and quickly took the Spring Desire Immortal Wine, pouring it onto their point of contact. The

emerald-green liquid was extremely viscous, spreading out and providing the Dragon King's Hammer with unprecedented smoothness. The alcohol and aphrodisiacs seeped into their skin, bringing unparalleled pleasure and stimulation.

Li Xiaoman, after all, wasn't a virgin and hadn't bled yet; the liquid lubricated her, and she too found it easy to rub against him.

Tu Fei felt an intense tightness inside, an extraordinary pleasure, and he secretly rejoiced at his own brilliance, thinking of teasing the beauty to her peak, then unleashing his wicked secret technique to drain her completely.

Thinking of this, Tu Fei leaned in and sucked on Li Xiaoman's glistening earlobe. His hands then slipped inside her clothes, his grasp fully encompassing her breasts.

Perky like pears, full like peaches, white as snow, smooth as cream.

Tu Fei gasped, his hands feeling as if they were melting from the softness. He pressed down on them, teasing them with his fingers, sometimes like a mad bee and a butterfly, tantalizingly caressing her dazzling red nipples.

Li Xiaoman's lips trembled, her skin a deep crimson, hot breaths escaping her lips, a delicate fragrance wafting from her skin, her melodious moans flowing endlessly.

Tu Fei, feeling Li Xiaoman's trembling breasts, was overjoyed. His long spear in his cave intensified, and Li Xiaoman's frontal area instantly softened, her juices flowing freely.

Even Tu Fei's handling of her breasts was deliberate; this method, known as "Double Peak Harvesting," teased the woman's breasts, drawing out her vital energy and controlling her spirit to achieve the purpose of nourishing her.

Those with weak nourishing skills could only use this technique by dissecting the breasts with a sword, but Tu Fei's hands were far more ruthless than others.

Instantly, Li Xiaoman felt as if two warm, sticky streams were flowing from her nipples straight to her heart, a blissful sensation that made her feel like she was about to ascend to heaven.

She was startled, not expecting Tu Fei to use such ruthless methods from the start. She tried to circulate her energy to resist, but with both her front and back so intensely affected, she truly couldn't muster any true energy.

Gritting her teeth, Li Xiaoman used her divine sense to cast a strange technique called "Soul-Hooking Spell."

This technique was said to be intoxicating not with wine, but with the person themselves, making it the ultimate remedy for a desperate counterattack. When Li Xiaoman's own soul was adrift, hooking Tu Fei's soul would be exceptionally effective!

Turning her pretty face, Tu Fei immediately saw rosy cheeks and white teeth, her eyes bright and beautiful, and his heart trembled.

He hadn't been prepared for a faint divine sense to drift into his Purple Mansion Sea of Consciousness!

Suddenly, his mind exploded, and when Tu Fei regained his senses, he suddenly realized that his true energy was already in chaos, and the Yin energy he had previously seized from Li Xiaoman's icy peak was flowing backward!

However, Tu Fei was no ordinary person. After adjusting his breathing, he steeled his heart and unleashed the "Iron Chain Across the River" move.

Li Xiaoman, who had just been restrained by Tu Fei, hadn't fully recovered and couldn't maintain Tu Fei's chaotic state of true energy with stronger stimulation.

With a twist of his hands on Li Xiaoman's icy peaks, he elicited a ecstatic cry of pain from her.

However, his divine sense dissipated, and Tu Fei instantly severed the yin-yang passage. In that instant, all his gains vanished, and Li Xiaoman even stole a significant amount of his true yang.

Tu Fei, filled with resentment, tore off Li Xiaoman's lower garment, stood up abruptly, grabbed her snow-white, plump thighs with both hands, and thrust his

dragon spear into her rear entrance with lightning speed! Li Xiaoman possessed an innate allure; even her intestines naturally secreted a warm, sticky fluid that made Tu Fei's dragon head tremble, almost causing him to ejaculate violently.

Moreover, Li Xiaoman's place was not only tight and narrow but also spiral-like, its contractions sucking and squeezing as if trying to drain him dry.

A peerless treasure! Tu Fei exclaimed inwardly.

Only by relying on the Nine Cauldrons Rejuvenating Elixir Technique he had learned, which allowed him to suppress his essence and lock his yang, did Tu Fei manage to avoid a complete ejaculation.

However, his attempt to draw upon Li Xiaoman's true yin energy using the "Draining" technique was futile. Although Li Xiaoman's plump buttocks swayed wildly as he thrust into her, her eyes were glazed, her jade-like face flushed as if about to overflow, and her mouth couldn't help but moan incessantly, she ultimately held firm to her virginity, unleashing a powerful force to try and subdue him.

Tu Fei smiled wickedly, suddenly releasing his grip and using only his waist strength, he used his longsword to lift Li Xiaoman into the air. His hands slapped her buttocks hard, making a crackling sound!

"Ah!"

Li Xiaoman cried out in pain, her lower body gushing out like a flying spring, creating a spray of water in the air and a pool of stagnant water on the ground.

Tu Fei thought he had succeeded. He possessed the "Nine Dragons Embracing the Pillar," rich in primordial yang essence, which he had kept hidden until now, when he entered her honeyed chamber, it suddenly revealed itself. Nine blood vessels wrapped around the shaft, stimulating Li Xiaoman's intestines, and in the blink of an eye, her penis had grown larger!

Having released his pent-up desire, Tu Fei thrust directly into Li Xiaoman's abdomen. Beneath the gauze, a small bulge appeared on her snow-white belly, causing Tu Fei's mind to race and him to ejaculate wildly!

He reasoned that his primordial yang essence, so swift and stimulating, would surely incapacitate Li Xiaoman, and then all her power would be his for the taking!

Li Xiaoman, after being repeatedly ejaculated by Tu Fei, found it unbearable, and her lower body gushed forth even more rapidly, like a fountain.

Tu Fei also felt a surge of true yin energy seeping into his glans, sending a chill through his body.

Instantly, Tu Fei felt immensely triumphant.

Poor Tu Fei, having endured countless hardships to obtain the Daoist lineage of lust, thought himself invincible, challenging the ruthless sect. Although he had destroyed Hua Yunfei, he had fallen at the hands of Li Xiaoman.

Li Xiaoman let out a cold laugh, picked up Tu Fei's corpse, and threw it a thousand miles away. Thinking of Ye Fan's Vajra Pestle, her heart fluttered, her face flushed, wondering if the power of that person or thing had increased.

IV. Moonlit Charm

They climbed the mountain. Ahead, mist swirled, revealing a hot spring, gurgling and flowing into a pool like a fairy lake, steaming and bubbling.

Not far away, wildflowers bloomed profusely, a riot of colors, vibrant and fragrant, refreshing the mind and spirit, as if entering a fairyland.

An Miaoyi stood atop the mountain, spinning and dancing lightly, like a fairy from the moon palace, graceful and enchanting.

Her black hair was beautiful, her face stunning, her eyes bright and lively, her skin like jade, her neck as white as a swan's, breathtakingly beautiful like an elf under the moonlight.

Her curves were alluring, her white dress barely concealing her full breasts, her slender waist, and her long, straight legs. She danced gracefully, possessing a captivating allure that could bewitch the world; her figure was exquisitely beautiful.

When she moved, she was like a celestial maiden, untouched by worldly concerns; when she was alluring and radiant, a

single glance could charm a hundred hearts, bewitching all who beheld her. This woman, a femme fatale of ancient times, astonished the world with her beauty, flawless, making her seem like the most perfect masterpiece of heaven.

She danced under the moonlight, then sang a soft song, her enchanting voice lingering in the ears, her charm boundless, captivating all who heard it.

"My little man, I'm leaving..." Landing gracefully, An Miaoyi turned, about to ride the wind away, saying, "She's coming back, my time is running out." Ye Fan stopped her, remaining silent, simply watching.

An Miaoyi chuckled softly, her eyes alluring, stirring the heart.

Ye Fan's heart stirred slightly. He gazed intently at the beauty before him, then suddenly, his figure floated forward, extending his arms.

An Miaoyi chuckled softly, her slender feet kicking lightly, her embroidered shoes and gauze skirt fluttering down.

Then, her undergarments undid themselves, sliding down like flowing water, revealing her snow-white robes, like flowers, light and graceful. Ye Fan, having also removed his own clothes, moved swiftly and pulled the beautiful woman into his arms.

Completely naked, An Miaoyi's body was pure white and lustrous, shimmering with a crystalline luster under the moonlight, every inch flowing with light, utterly holy.

However, when An Miaoyi smiled, it was a smile that could topple cities, indescribably captivating, a beauty that clashed with her sacredness, creating a paradox.

She was as holy as a goddess, yet also possessed a seductive charm fallen to the mortal world; her white jade body swayed lightly like a water snake, making one's blood boil.

Ye Fan's erection, as if blood were rushing to his head, stood proudly, its peak pointing towards the beauty.

An Miaoyi's face flushed, gazing tenderly at him, her eyes like fine wine, intoxicatingly beautiful.

Ye Fan pressed his body closer, gently touching An Miaoyi's red lips. Instantly, a subtle fragrance filled the air, making a man's heart tremble. An Miaoyi blushed, biting her lip, but then took the initiative to press her lips against his.

Their lips met, like flowing fire igniting, a burst of passion erupting. Ye Fan's firm chest pressed against An Miaoyi's pair of jade-like breasts, feeling their delicate softness and allure. He couldn't help but exert force with his chest, crushing the white doves into two crystal plates.

An Miaoyi let out a soft moan, her voice clear and gentle, yet possessing a captivating power.

Ye Fan, hearing her soft moan, felt a surge of heat in his heart. He captured An Miaoyi's cherry-like lips with his own, sucking forcefully. He found her lips soft and smooth, like rouge. Immediately, his tongue flicked, parting An Miaoyi's teeth, pursuing her delicate lips.

An Miaoyi's cheeks flushed crimson. Her tongue tried to dodge, but Ye Fan, experienced in such matters, caught it perfectly. Their tongues intertwined, their sweet saliva flowing like a spring.

Ye Fan savored the beauty's saliva, finding it superior to even the finest nectar. He was in his prime, and hadn't been intimate with a woman for over a decade. His heart burned with desire, and there was no need for further words. An Miaoyi was also in her prime, the most mature and alluring age for a young woman. Twelve years had passed, and her figure had become even more shapely, with curves in all its places. Ye Fan, with his eyes and hands, felt immense pleasure in her caresses.

Ye Fan's left palm slid across An Miaoyi's pert buttocks. An Miaoyi's full, rounded buttocks were plump like jade melons, beautiful as peach blossoms, tender as new cotton, soft as solidified fat. In Ye Fan's hands, he felt a tingling pleasure, like a nectar seeping into his pores, an indescribable comfort.

Furthermore, the two were in a hot spring, their bodies warm and smooth, enveloped in the steam, making it even more pleasant. An Miaoyi's jade-like body reflected brightly in the clear water, truly a sight to behold. Her skin, smooth as if washed by the hot spring water, was pink and radiant, like a newly blooming peach blossom. Whether from shyness or the warmth of the water, it only enhanced her beauty.

Ye Fan drank in the beauty's fragrant saliva, warm and smooth inside and out. His desire flared, and he could no longer restrain himself. Suddenly, he used his right palm to caress, probing the entrance to her secret valley. An Miaoyi was also aroused; even in the water, Ye Fan could feel the sticky texture on her pubic hair.

Parting her lips, Ye Fan gazed at the Water Moon Cave, and with a flick of his wrist, plunged inside.

An Miaoyi let out a soft cry, delicate and melodious, enough to make one's soul tremble. Ye Fan's heart trembled; having not engaged in battle for many years, the excitement of rekindling his passion was beyond words.

Although An Miaoyi had given her virginity to Ye Fan twelve years ago, they had only spent two nights together. Since then, An Miaoyi had not been with anyone else, and her vagina remained as tight as a virgin's. The moment Ye Fan entered, he felt as if a wheel were grinding jade, the tightness washing over him like a

tidal wave. An Miaoyi's voice was exquisite, like a nightingale's song, a delicate warbling. Now, burning with passion, her moans were even more tender and soft, each word a hundred turns, like ripples on a winding spring stream, stirring the heart of any man.

Ye Fan gazed at the beautiful woman's jade-like face. Strands of her dark hair cascaded down, partially obscuring her features. Her eyes were glazed and seemingly intoxicated, her face flushed with desire, her cherry lips slightly parted, revealing pearly teeth – truly breathtakingly alluring. His iron-like hands pressed firmly against An Miaoyi's jade-like buttocks. Ye Fan increased his pressure, causing the beauty's buttocks to change shape constantly in his hands. His raging dragon grew even more ferocious, advancing and retreating like thunder, relentlessly attacking.

An Miaoyi was tossed and turned in Ye Fan's hands, her swaying figure like a ten-foot-long cloud of soft red silk fluttering in the air, a beauty beyond compare. His powerful thrusts, like a halberd striking a phoenix's nest, left her breasts soaked with juices, slapping against her plump buttocks.

Although the beauty had received special training at the Miaoyu Nunnery, she lacked practical experience. Under the relentless thrusting of Ye Fan's strong and arrogant ancient holy body, she felt her tender flesh almost rot away. Her honeyed fluids flowed like a torrent from her Water Moon Cave. How could such a delicate flower resist? Her body went limp, fragrant sweat dripping into the spring. Her body seemed to melt into mud, her hands locking Ye Fan's neck, allowing the man to hold and tease her. Only when her jade-like mouth couldn't catch her breath did she occasionally let out soft moans. Her mind was filled with boundless pleasure, and all restraint had long been forgotten.

After a period of frenzied thrusting, seeing the beauty's languid and captivating face, the man felt pity and put her down. The two embraced in the hot spring, and Ye Fan began to be gentle, slowly thrusting, quietly arousing her desire.

After the storm, An Miaoyi felt a gentle tenderness return to her body, a tingling, pleasurable sensation that made her face flush even more. Her alluring eyes glanced sideways at the man, one hand gathering her hair, her heart pounding. Meanwhile, her lower body was already dripping with fluid, staining the sword and dissolving in the spring.

Ye Fan, his dragon spear probing the endless red flesh, explored its depths, finding that An Miaoyi's figure had become even more alluring over the past decade. Her breasts were also much fuller than during their first encounter, the soft flesh layered like countless silken threads binding the dragon's hammer. The pleasure made Ye Fan gasp repeatedly, his soul soaring as if to heaven, completely unaware of his surroundings.

However, An Miaoyi's "shy flower and eclipsed moon" technique was still too shallow; Ye Fan could penetrate her with a single thrust. Ye Fan had no choice but to twist his halberd, swaying it obliquely inside her vaginal cavity, gently teasing and kneading the flower path. Just as he was moving, he suddenly felt a softness in front of him, and his glans gently sank in, entering an incomparably wonderful realm.

It was the "jade dome" on the flower path that could make one swoon with beauty. As soon as Ye Fan entered, he felt a suction like a tide, penetrating straight to his glans, and a series of pleasures rose from the heart of his jade stem, lingering in his heart.

The beauty, her breasts trembling violently as Ye Fan's spear pierced her vulva and poured his essence into her, caused her to shake like a leaf. Her full breasts swayed even more beautifully, like lotus petals dancing or snowflakes gathering frost. The ochre-red buds exuded a captivating fragrance that filled Ye Fan's nostrils, making him feel a surge of pleasure throughout his body. With his hands caressing her plump buttocks and his longsword playing with her exquisite acupoints, he felt an unparalleled ecstasy, as if his entire body was melting.

His heart burned with desire, like a raging dragon soaring into the sky, suddenly surging. Ye Fan's left hand, which had been resting on An Miaoyi's buttocks, suddenly moved, falling into the crescent-shaped cleft of her buttocks, his fingertips gently teasing it.

"Ah!" An Miaoyi opened her small mouth and let out a sudden, delicate cry. Her buttocks clenched tightly, like a valley suddenly closing, pressing Ye Fan's fingers between them, incredibly tight.

Ye Fan, however, managed to move slowly within this tight space, gently touching the beauty's secret bud and softly teasing it. The opening of her valley was finely folded, yet incredibly soft and warm. With a light press of his fingertips, Ye Fan felt only pleasurable stimulation, speechless.

An Miaoyi, teased by this playful touch, blushed and lowered her head, her hair falling loose, shyly crying out, "Little man, don't..." Her delicate body trembled involuntarily, and her flower path flowed with honey, releasing a small amount of fluid.

Ye Fan felt as if a dam had suddenly burst open, the water level suddenly rising, surging on his dragon head, turning into a hundred eddies, washing back and forth, truly exquisite. He couldn't help but take a deep breath, his scrotum trembled, and he could no longer hold back, his essence gushing out like an arrow, sending it into the depths of the beauty's heart.

An Miaoyi is now a powerful cultivator at the second level of the Sendai realm. She no longer needs to force out her yang essence; a simple circulation of her true qi is enough to extinguish any reproductive power within, transforming it all into pure yang to nourish her delicate body. Therefore, after a fierce battle, she actually recovered some of her strength, gazing shyly at Ye Fan.

Ye Fan withdrew his dragon spear and secretly observed the beauty. Their eyes sparkled with longing, a dreamlike scene unfolding before them, a hundred emotions unspoken.

After resting for a while, they finally came to their senses. Ye Fan gazed at An Miaoyi's breathtakingly beautiful face, his gaze gradually sweeping down to her breasts, which were as white and smooth as inverted lotus blossoms, their two nipples delicate and exquisite—truly breathtakingly beautiful. An Miaoyi's figure was now perfectly developed, surpassing even the enchanting Qin Yao. Long and full, with a firm bust and shapely hips, she possessed both curves and voluptuousness, a masterpiece of nature, a divine work of art. However, Ye Fan had no time to appreciate the whole scene. His gaze, like iron drawn to a magnet, was fixed on the pair of glistening snow-white peaks. Unable to contain his desire, he pressed both hands against their icy slopes.

The beautiful woman, subjected to such wanton caresses, felt as if Ye Fan's hands possessed a magical power. With each twist of his fingers and press of his palm, a jolt of electricity seemed to flow through her heart, intensifying her shyness and causing her soul to flutter.

An Miaoyi was not a cunning woman. Having given herself to Ye Fan, her feelings had grown stronger over the years. Therefore, she had been forced to sever her ties, burying those countless threads of affection. Now, her true self returned. Gazing at the man, she felt a tremor in her heart, her eyes brimming with unspoken words, yet she didn't know where to begin.

Ye Fan and An Miaoyi locked eyes. Ye Fan felt a surge of tenderness in the beauty's eyes, and his heart trembled. He kissed her face tenderly, and his hands moved gently into her narrow breasts.

Her firm breasts pressed against him, squeezing Ye Fan's hand between them. He painstakingly teased her smooth, supple flesh, experiencing unparalleled pleasure. Ye Fan inhaled deeply, his eyes gleaming with an indescribable light.

An Miaoyi felt the man's long, slender fingers scraping against her body, a tingling sensation that pierced her very bones. Her pretty face flushed even more, and her eyes, gazing at the man, were filled with a misty, unspoken affection. Ye Fan

saw this, his heart filled with joy, and his desire reignited. He pushed the beautiful woman into the water, then leaned down himself, one hand supporting himself on the bottom, the other parting An Miaoyi's smooth, beautiful legs before placing his hand under her shapely buttocks. The weight of her full hips pressed against his palm, a truly blissful sensation.

The two were now completely immersed in the warm, smooth hot spring, their bodies soothed and comfortable. Holding their breath beneath the surface, Ye Fan gazed at An Miaoyi's fair face, flushed and rosy from the hot water, finding it even more radiant. His heart trembled, and with a thrust, his dragon spear, like a rainbow, pierced straight in. "

Ah!" the jade-like woman let out a soft moan, but in the water, in such an erotic setting, she had forgotten to use her internal energy to avoid the water, and a mouthful of water involuntarily filled her mouth, rendering her speechless. Her parted red lips only added to her allure.

Ye Fan found her truly delicate and adorable, so he leaned down and kissed her passionately. After his first thrust, the intensity of his penetration lessened, becoming exceptionally gentle.

As the man slowly pumped in and out, his right hand, resting beneath An Miaoyi's buttocks, began to move restlessly, enjoying the sensation of her snowy buttocks grinding against his palm. Her soft, smooth skin, the heavy, intoxicating sensation, was increasingly penetrating.

As Ye Fan's spear moved in and out, the jade-like beauty swayed like water plants in the hot spring, her snowy mounds trembling slightly. Her soft, red flesh was repeatedly exposed and re-entered by the sword, a breathtaking sight like ten thousand red flowers blooming

simultaneously. Ye Fan, having just parted his lips from An Miaoyi's, looked down and caught a glimpse of this boundless beauty, captivating him completely. Upon seeing this, An Miaoyi's pretty face flushed even more, even her swan-like neck turning as red as maple leaves, her beauty unparalleled.

Using a Daoist incantation to force the water from her lips away, An Miaoyi's cheeks flushed crimson, her voice as soft as a mosquito's buzz: "Don't look..." "This is a fairyland, a hidden paradise. How can I not look?" Ye Fan teased, his heart filled with even more tenderness. He turned his head to meet her gaze, a genuine hint of affection flickering in his eyes.

As the rod pounded against the frost, the delicate woman's vagina flowed with fluids, dripping with moisture that made the long sword slippery and incredibly pleasurable. Ye Fan's movements became increasingly fluid, the long halberd sometimes swaying, sometimes gently grinding, and sometimes drilling through the dense red clouds to seek the pearl.

An Miaoyi let out a soft cry, her flower core already being thrust into by Ye Fan. Her delicate eyes looked at him with a mixture of allure and shyness, truly captivating.

"Is it alright?" Ye Fan said softly, his iron-like member growing several sizes larger. His right hand burrowed inward, entering An Miaoyi's buttocks, gently teasing her secret bud, while his left hand slid down to her snowy mound, lightly touching and kneading her pubic hair.

An Miaoyi's watery cave was already extremely sensitive from Ye Fan's penetration. Now, with her vulva being gently touched, both sides were pressed down, and the strange sensation at her secret bud caused her to tremble like she had been struck by lightning, her delicate body arching like a shrimp.

The beauty's body trembled, and as Ye Fan's longsword slid down, he felt the opening of her womb loosen slightly. He slightly reduced the size of his penis and, amidst the flowing water, slipped inside effortlessly.

"Ah!" The jade palace, never before touched by anyone, was penetrated by Ye Fan's sword. An Miaoyi felt a throbbing, indescribable sensation. The initial pain was no less intense than when she was first deflowered, but it subsided like the receding tide, leaving only intense pleasure coursing through her body.

Ye Fan, however, felt a viscous, egg-white-like substance envelop him, its warmth penetrating his glans. He could no longer hold back, his body trembling as he ejaculated profusely, pouring his semen into the beauty's jade palace.

An Miaoyi, scalded by the fiery essence, once again lost in a trance, her vaginal fluids flowing freely. Both were immersed in the ultimate pleasure, their minds dazed, murmuring incessantly.

After a while, Ye Fan finally snapped out of his ecstasy, drew his sword, and the turbid liquid spilled into the spring, creating a mess. The beautiful woman's face was flushed; after the fierce battle, she possessed an incomparably languid charm, truly pitiful.

Ye Fan cupped her cheeks, occasionally kissing An Miaoyi passionately. After a while, the two finally calmed down from their passion.

The silver moon moved westward, and after an unknown amount of time, the hot spring became tranquil. The two bodies lay together, gazing at the starry sky, silent for a long time.

Half an hour later, An Miaoyi, radiant and pure, gracefully turned and flew into the air. Her snow-white dress fell, concealing her jade-like body.

Ye Fan also rose, quietly watching her, feeling a great distance between them.

A crystal-clear flower bud drifted down, landing on An Miaoyi's slender fingers, making her appear even more ethereal, noble, and distant.

"Flowers bloom again, and people return. Looking back, the heart remains the same. Even if the flowers wither, we will meet again in ten or a hundred lifetimes. If you attain enlightenment, look with your heart at that familiar flower." An Miaoyi smiled amidst the rain of petals, carefree and natural, and then departed, leaving Ye Fan's heart trembling.

That beautiful figure was forever imprinted in his heart. The departing An Miaoyi was like a goddess smiling with a flower in hand; that charming smile, that moving moment, became an eternal image.

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